The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-03-28
and here's luck to all our future

land here's luck to all our future
battlesi"
Edna was the first afoot in the
morning, and the nights sleep, short
as it was, had smoothed away all
traces of the emotion of the night be-
fore. Youth has a glorious recupera-
tive power, and Sartwell. when a little
later he came YEARLY down the stair.
showed that sleep had nod dipped him
in a fountain of it. Even the conquorer
has to pay some tribute for the vic
tory. He seemed tired as he took his
place at the breakfast table and I'M
folded the morning paper.
Years of not too congenial married
life had developed in him the repre-
hensible habit of reading his paper
while he slipped his coffee, and not even
the presence of his daughter opposite
him could break him of the vice; al
though he had the grace to apologize,
which he sometimes forgot to do when
his wife was pouring the coffee.
Il just want TO see if the paper has
anything to say about the ending of
the strike, my DEAR
She smiled at him and asked him to
read what the paper said. A moment
later she was startled by an exclama-
ton from him.
Good heavens." he cried 1 had no
idea of this. There seems to have been
riot at the meeting-five men ar
rested and two in the hospital-Mar-
sten-by jove-trampled under foot
never regained consciousness-life in
grave danger. 1 say, Edna, this is
serious"
There was no reply, and Sartwell,
looking up. saw Edna, standing with
pallid cheeks and lips parted, swaying
slightly from side to side.
Cd bo1-
his arm.
My girl, my little girl" he cried.
What is the matter? What is this to
vou?'
Her head sank against his breast
and she said in a quavering whisper,
broken by a sob:
TT is everything to me, father;
everything"
He patted her affectionately on the
shoulder.
rs it so. my darling, is it so? was
afraid once that was the case, but 1
thought you had forgotten. There,
don't cry; it is sure to be all right The
papers generally exaggerate these
things. Come let us have breakfast,
and we will both go to the hospital
together"
Edna's desire for breakfast was
gone, but she made a pretence of eat
ing and then hurried to get ready and
accompany her father. 1t was so early
that they had a first-class compart-
ment to themselves, the travel city
ward not having begun for the day.
Edna was silent, and nothing had
been said from the house to the sta
ton. When they were in the train her
father spoke with some hesitation
Edna, nave you seen Marsten since
the time when 1 found you together in
the garden?''
Yes, father; twice"
Il don't want you to answer, my
dear. unless you care to do so. Where
did YOU meet him."
II will tell YOU everything; l was
willing to tell you at any time-if you
had asked me. 1 didn't speak of him
to you because didn't like to-
.1Of course. grille. I understand. You
needn't speak now, if you would rather
not"
Il should like you to know. The first
time was at Eastbourne, shortly after
I went there He managed to get I'M
seen into the school garden. and he told
me that-he said he hoped-we would
be married some day. 1 told him it
was impossible. l thought so-then.
THAT was two years ago?''
Yes
The ghost af a smile lowered about
the firm lips of Sartwell, but the
corners of Edna's mouth dropped pa
.hetically, and she seemed on the verge
Of tears. She kept her eyes on the floor
Of the carriage.
There was not much use of an angry
fathers precautions, was there, Edna?'
Il did not know, until he spoke. that
YOU objected to me meeting him. If
you had told me, | would not have
spoken to him at Eastbourne."
"Of course you wouldn't, my dear
Don't think / am blaming you in the
east. l was merely thinking that | am
not nearly as farseeing as | thought.
And the second time. Edna?"
THAT was last night. L drove to the
Salvation hall and asked him to stop
he strike. / told him"
Edna begin to cry afresh. Her
'ather, who had been sitting opposite
aer crossed to her side and put, his
arm about her.
Don't say another word. my dear,
md don't think about it I'll not ask
you another question. You mustn't
make people think you have been cry