The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-08-09
THE SALT LAKE HERALD SUNDAY AUGUST 9. 1895.
for his hearer to take such words for

mere compliment.
'She will mention her husband s
gratitude next" thought Kempenfelt.
Il woned where he is"
But she dld not mention either him
or his gratitude, and she had suffi-
Gent tact not to say anything more
about her own thankfulneSS, though
her face retained a look she would not
have allowed TO other strangers.
II cannot understand what is the
charm of this pace to the English"
she said, 'crOwQs CT them come here.
L am already tired of it, and were it
not that my mot4ler wishes 10 try the
effects of the springs 1 would leave
immediately"
Il, LOO, am tired of it," said KEN
penfelI-, in voice of genuine Weari-
ness, for in some way thds lady drew
him from his habituaI reticence in re-
gard 70 his own moods.
II have always tancIed," said Mrs.
Colchester, smiling, that when a man
is tired of anytAlng he can go else-
where-do anything to dissipate that
feeling
And a woman?"
"a woman is quite Without power"
she replied.
You should not say that she is with
out power" said Kenpeufelt, with an
unconscious emphasis on the you"
Her presence was acting upon him in
some strange way that seemed gradu-
ally to be depriving him of his usual
coldnesS and conSrol. There was a
passionate admiration in his eyes, as
he spoke, which he had thought 10
quell. The lady blushed beneath that
look, and Kelmpenfelt, stirred thorough
all his nature by this woman, with an
effort withdrew his eyes and said in a
commonplace tone:
The place at least has the attraction
of being the rendezvous Of a great
many musical geniuses."
Yes; I went to high festival last
hight. Were you there, Mr.. Kempen-
felt?"
mo, I had absolutely forgotten it.
see you were pleased"
Mrs. Colch esters face glowed as she
thought of TT was more than pleas
ed; chorus Of divine harmony does
something different from pleasing me-"
Kempenfelts glance caught the glor-
ious enthusiasm Of that face. A few
moments and he arose and made his
adieuX
In the hall he met Vinton talking
with Mrs Ware. Kempenfelt bowed
and hurried out, but was overtaken
Immediately by Vinton, who said:
i've heard about your rescuing adj
venture Great thing for you, wasn't
it? No wonder you didn't need my
companionship. You prefer the dark
widow, L see.'
'Is Mrs. Colchester a widow" asked
Kempenfelt.
Vinton looked little bit surprised.
Eyes; Mrs Ware has booked me up
as to what she knows. Immensely rich,
Mrs. Colchester, and I'm TO call and
be presented this afternoon. Wish me
success" and Vinton turned down a
street and disappeared.
Vinton did caIl-and often after that.
He was so far interested that he de-
serted the gaming table and his other
amusements. His face wore an intro
spective look very strange. to him. He
ceased to speak of Mrs. Colchester in
the light way he had done; indeed, he
hardly spoke Of her at all, and only to
Kempenfelt Kempenfelt did not visit
Mrs. Colchester often; when he did he
was almost sure to find Vinton there
Some time after his first meeting
with her Kempenfelt was waiting in
the ante-room for admission to her
parlor; the door opened and Vinton
came out He did not notice Kempen-
felt, but walked rapidly along toward
the door He was startled by Vim
toms face, by the haggard, desperate
pallor upon it. He would have retreat
ed but Just then the servant an
-0unced him and he entered the par
lor.
Ihe clear olive hue of Mrs. Colches-
ter's face was paler than usual, her
eyes appeared disturbed and the hand
she gave to her guest was cold. Not
till long after did Kempenfelt know of
the stormy interview she had just had.
But like lightning it flashed upon him
that Vinton had offered his hand and
been refused. An uncomfortable ire
NOR suddenly. possessed him; he knew
the fingers that clasped the offered
hand trembled around it. Fiery love
consumed his heart and burned in his
eyes. He did not release the hand.
Mrs Colchester" he said.
The tone drew her eyes up. For one
instant they stood looking into each
others eyes-unutterable love in both
their souls Kempenfelt extended his
arms. Come" he said, in a love voice
Closer and closer he held her to the
heart that beat fast-beat with such
ecstatic pulsations as only her love
could have caused.
AMUSED MORE THAN ETLATER ED.
a rather amusing story is told of Advo-
cate Aurea, one of the johannesburg re-
form leaders. The advocate was on bail
and was walking along Commissioner
street, near the Rand stock exchange
with his wife, when ne was familiariy ad-
dressed by a peculiarly disreputabie look
ing kaffir. The astonished advocate in
qured of the grinning native the why and
wherefore of the greeting. and expressed
his impression that they had not met be-
fore. oh, yes we have" retorted the i'm
perturable black, I'VE was in Pretoria jail
together, baas, we was!' Mr.. Auret felt
more amused than fattered.
THE CURIosTTrEs OF A FARMER.
A Scotch farmer once took his wife to
see the wonders of the microscope. The
various curiosities seemed to please the
woman very well, till the animalculae
protested to be shown in drop of water
were shown off. This seemed to poor
Janet not so pleasant a sight as the
others. She sat patiently, however, till
the water tigers magnified to the size of
twelve feet, appeared on the sheet, fight
ing with their usual ferocity. Janea now
rose in great trepidation and cried:
Come ava, John!' "Sit still, woman, and
see the show" said John. See the show
man! What wud come o. us if the awfu'-
like things should brak out O. the
water?"
E. e. Crooks. stock broker, Al West
Second South street Telephone 81.