The broad ax. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1895-19??, 1896-06-20

Il
Miss Gordon was trembling with ~.
element and could scarcely keep up
what In the world" began, but
sire Interrupted me
| then"
See whomY"
THAT dreadful old Chinamau."
NO, what about himT'
oh, don't know-but he was 20
ing to do something awful to YOU /
am sure / saw the CLINT of q knife
or q dagger In his hand"
| Well, / laughed her fears away, told
ner she was foolish to be frightened,
accused her having nerves aud all
taat, as We do when We want q Wo-
man 10 feel our superior mental poise,
you know. All the time, however, 1
nad a suspicion that she might be
rgnt about IL, and remembered the
look on the face Of the man I mad
logged with my arm some TIVE hoars
before.
When we reached Mrs. Staffo,J's
aome declined to give ND the tea-
pot. L told her 1 would have it mead
ID Tor her, and we had some plrak
ant sparring about the cup Of tea
which she would brew for me IN ;he
Hfepreserving Dot.
she next day / received a note from
dia Lee asking me to be at my rooms
that evening at 8 o'clock as he wished
TO see me. He confirmed the Young
'aoyis story. An eyewitness to che
tnair had told him about II, and he
warned me to be on my guard against
OLD Chung who was, Ii appeared, a
dark character, and subject to dts
or violent rage when half drunk
with opium, though he had not ret
committed any act which would
cause his arrest or Imprisonment.
"She YER brave young lady," Jim went
on You must he proud TO be her
friend. She save your life, cause abe
think 50 quick"
After that had to call, Of course I
hope was a little more civil about the
AFFAIR" that evening. She, very seasi-
BIZ. had not mentioned IL 10 Mrs. SAT
| ford, nor any one else. She looked. SO
pretty that night. in a soft, rose-pink
SOFT Of a gown" Again Mr.. Austin
iapsed into silence. His pipe had gone
out unheeded, and his eyes looked TEN
DERBY into the glowing Goals.
Harold Summers looked QuizzlcSlly
at his ''stoic" friend, and q new light
broke through his unbelief. He opeaed
his lips 10 say something when the mar
rator resumed:
THE teapot couldn't be mended, for
the pieces were lost. l took il back to
her rs II was, one afternoon, and asked
for MY promised cup of tea. She waS
alone at home. and we talked OF every
thing under the sun, from bumGle-bees
to Browning. Finally, she made tea,
and Just for the fun of II, brewed II In
the shattered receptacle. She had
su~h dainty wys and such pretty
hands-it was q treat, really, to see
her manage this clumsy thing. Then
asked her to read. and she chose BY
the Fireside'" Don't know It, Sum-
mers interposed. ''Oh, it's the one be-
ginning:
How well / know what l mean to do
When the long, dark autumn evenings
cor7e.'
Browning. you know"
"No," said Harold; 'tas said before,
don't know"
"WeIl, knew II, but never saw be-
Gore such a wealth of tenderness In 1t
Its wonderfulr'
"Oh, is IT." inquired Summers, In a
Gone that implied scept!cism, while
through his mind stole remembrance
If q conversation he once had with
iais same Henry Austin, when the lat
Ger gentleman had declared that he
gully believed he had passed through
Che poetic stage of development and
would never care to read poetry again.
1t had its value, undoubtedly, but II
TO ornrorfoffnn q nnrnhtn-
ntion of feeling and sentiment which
belonged purely to youth. He had ex-
plained, as Summers remembered. that
tome people never advanced beyond
this stage Of development, some never
reached it, owing to serious deficiencies
in their composition but that this ap-
probation OF or feeling for poetry
could he coexistent with the keen intel
iectual thought of maturity. he denied;
at least, he was sure Of his theory, as
apSlied to himself.
with these thoughts running through
his brain, he scarcely heard, as Austin
talked on, more to himself than to his
listener.
"But who could have expected this,
wien we two drew together first?
Jrst for the obvious human bliss, 70
satisfy life's daily thirst,
with q thing men seldom MISS.
She as such a well modulated voice,
and she reads so intelligently. al
ysys enjoy that We read q good deal
together before she went"
"Then she Is not In town at present.
NO"
rBut you keep this shattered, de-
cnepit, forlorn old teap5t to remember
Ter by? That's what 1 call comPli-
rlrntary. How pleased she would be
40 know that this crumbling relic rep
REGENTS herself"
"She does know It." returned Austin,
calmly. "She gave II to me to keep for
her. for she said her four sisters would
te into her trunks as soon as she got
home, and she didn't want to hear IL
ridIculed-"
$40 keep for her." repeated Sum-
MRS: "to 60 on forever with that thing
caring you in the face, to have to lug
a about with you wherever you 90, 10
Srow old with that hollow mockery OF
ynnIshed Joy idiotically posing on your