The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1897-02-26
AMONG THE HILLS.

heaven. She had learned that God was
great and strong snd shelterlng so, she
knew. we're the hills. And heaven
That was far very far, away, and twas
hard to reach but, oh, It was so beauu.
iul. And the more she dreamed OF It |
the more she came 20 believe that
heaven WAS somewhere among the hills.
Rosa was the ash mans daughter. She
lived with the ash man and his wife and
their many wcazened, brown children In
the basement OF a gray house on gray
street In the gray city Of San Francisco.
The poor little room In the basement
had nothing bright In Il. It too, was
dull and gray, like the house and the
street. and when the cold fog rolled Into
the crowded room,as It always did IN the
evening, II settled about the faces and
forms Of the children and made them
look pale and wralthlike.
"Evermorel EvermoreF Rosa had
heard the word al Sunday school and It
haunted her. She asked the good sister
what Il meant, and she had smiled kindly
and said It meant "always, eternally."
Rosa looked at the sister thoughttully,
with her big, solemn eyes. ave have
eyermore babies at our house." she said.
And 30 II was. When Rosa, the little
elder sister, had taught the last thin,
brown baby little patols and eneour.
aged II to take a few steps, another wall.
ing stranger would demand those offices.
Rosa loved the brood Of little ones, bu,
she tired sometimes OF their weak cries,
and her thin arms and narrow shoulders
aehed from the burden Of carrying them
to suothe their cries, and her head
ached woeiully.
Rosa was a dwarllkc girl with we'll.
Developed head, pale, olive skin and big
brown eyes that would aot permit YOU to
forget her. There Nyas a haunting earn.
cstness. wis,iul questioning In them
that YOU recalled sometimes In gay
crowds where the hungry orbs were ont
Of place. They followed and troubled
you a. does the gaze Of dog that has
lost IT, owner, There was an animals
pain In them and human unrest They
reminded you OF the eyes OF a woman
whom you can never iorgep one who
had looked upon the woes aud moeker
lea Of life until she prayed to die. Il
was with such prayer Ia her eyes thai
Rosa Giovanni looked at the PARKWAY
hills. The two smallest brown babiei
were asleep. The others were playing
in another room with children who wer,
old enough 70 care for them. So N.
small brown hands were Idle for onc'
They lay crossed In the lap Of IN
dreamer.
The great, green hlllsi How irchl
and beautiful they iookl Had not Nina
. the nelghbor. told her Il was there tn
flowers grew, the dewy, delicate flower
which she had seen a eouniryman O
hers selling at the place where man!
streets crossed She had caught tn
/ breath Of some Of those flowers ono,
. aud II was swcet-as sweet "a heavci
, and the hills. All, to have some O
them In her lap at this moment I,
! press her hot forehead against their coo
soitness and 30 forget that II aehed n
/ terribly. The haltclosed eyes openc
wide. They stared In a Wild way at IN
hills. II resolve was being born, a re-
solve that sprung from her ignorane
and palm. She would go to the HILL
They were not very far, Some one ha
said they were far away, but they ha
come closer to her. They seemed to b
opening their soft green arms to hel
She would go. She would come bac
again 10 the brown babies, but she mus
seek that GOODNESS and rest and the flow
ers.
She ran up the narrow street an
among the cars and wagons at tn
crowded crossing, Nobody noticed IN
e ragged little figure, for the hauntln
e eyes did not seek their faces and cha
Z lenge their curiosity, Those strang
r eyes looked past the hurrying people I
e the strip Of velvety green beyond IN
roofs She sped along the street, stop
ping no, for questions. She could ma
be lost Did she not know where sh
: was going and was II not TO the hill
II which her syes never left for moment
u She shlyernd but not from fear. Tn
Is fog had wrapped her about In M stealth
NJ embrace, but she thought. 1.-THE hill
p will take care Of me. They are Kind an
n warm"
Her breath came shorter She wa
tired, but not as when she left the celia
ofthc gray house for was she not cor
~ Ing nearer 20 that wayy line Of green 4
every step' Once she fell but she drer
. herself up again and walked on NOR
y, slowly this time. But the ieverish llgf
:, r, In her eyes had become fierce Gam
" Her cheeks burned The hills wer
comm. closer. She could not wal
" much farther They knew 1t and the
:, were coming to her.
n al found her lying across the Icur
She was stretching her arm on III
sidewalk and saying something Xix,
'Ah, good kind hillsl I've found YOU