The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-08-08

that tenderness they had not yet felt
| themselves. Family groups watched
the handsome pair in their innocent
condolences, and with French exuberent
recognition of sentiment thought them
the incarnation of Lowell Something in
their manifest equality of condition
kept even the vainest and most sus-
ceptible of spectators from attempted
rivalry or cynical interruption. And
when at last they dropped. side by
side, on a sun warmed stone bench on
the terrace, and Helen, inclining her
brown head toward her companion, in
formed him of the difficulty she had
experienced in getting gumbo soup. rice
and chicken, corn cakes, or any of her
favorite home dishes in Paris, an ex-
hausted but gallant boulevardier rose
from a contiguous bench and, politely
lifting his hat to the handsome pair,
walked slowly away from those-.....
not permit him to hear.
But the shadow of the trees began to
lengthen, casting broad bars across the
alle and the sun sank lower to the level
of their eyes. They were quite sur
prised on looking around a few mo-
ments later to discover that the gardens
were quite deserted, and OsIrander, on
consulting his watch, found that they
had just lost a train which the other
pleasureseekers had evidently awaited
themselves of. No matter, there was
another train an hour later. They could
still linger for a few moments in the
brief sunset, and then dine at the local
restaurant before they left They both
laughed at their forgetfulness, and
then, without knowing why, suddenly
lapsed into silence. \ faint wind blew
in their faces AMI thrilled the thin leaves
above their heads. Nothing else moved.
The long windows Of the palace in that
sunset light seemed 10 glisten again
with the incendiary fires Of the revolu-
ton, and then went out blankly and
abruptly. The two companions felt that
they possessed the terrace and all its
memories as completely as the shadows
who had lived and died there.
II am SO glad we have had this day to-
gether" said the painter, with very
conscious breaking of the silence, for
am leaving Paris tomorrow.
Helen raised her eyes quickly to his.
For a few days only" he continued.
MY Russian MISUNDERSTANDING 1 ought
to say my patrOns-have given me COM
mission to make a study of an old cha
teau which the princess lately bought.
A swift recollection of her fellow pu-
pil's raillery regarding the princess pos
sible attitude toward the painter came
over her. and gave strange artif1ciaIty
to her response.
u suppose you will enjoy it very much,
No" he returned with the frankness
that she had lacked. Il d much rather
stay in Paris. but, he added with a faint
smile, Its a question of money, and that
is not TO be desp.sed- Yet. IL somehow
fees that l am deserving you, leaving you
here all alone in Paris"
I've been alone here for five years.
she said with a bitterness she had never
felt before "and ] suppose I'm accus-
toned to it,
Nevertheless she leaned little forward
with her fawn-co.ored lashes dropped over
her ewes which were benz mon the
ground and the point of the parasol she
was holding with her little gioved hands
between her knees. He wondered why she
did not look up; he did not know that Il
was partly because there were tears in
her eyes and partly for another reason. >
AS she had leaned forward his arm had
quite unconsciously moved along the back