The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-03-17


Jackson Smith had hobby He would
stand at the foot of his table, carving
knife in hand. while he enlarged upon
the 'soulless democratic times" empha-
sizing his sentences by brandishinS the
Eiis next aversion to a Democrat was
an old maid. Indeed. the old maid was
eEeS more odious to him. The Democrat
he could forgive as being a fool, bat the
old maid Was beyond pardon on any
grounds. And yet, as in very moekery
OF his pet antipathy. his only child.
Sarah. mad developed into the hated OBJ
ject, right in HIS own household
Sarah was tan and Angular like her
father, but her face was pleasing, ana
her disposition mild and amiab!e. She
had never revoited against anything IN
her life-not even against the injustice
OF spending her youth IN making pre-
while other girls were making merry,
Sometimes Sarah wondered wnere her
youth mad gone, but, while she was ~,
she couid not recall having been young.
hurt, ana when DR.. Brown was called in
he to- Jackson his days were num-
bered. Then il was that his hatred for
Old maids proved itself.
IN never ieaYe this place to woman
that can't get husband ne said
fercely.
But father. sarah's never had no
chance-we've always kept her down. :"
demonstrated his weeping wife.
He waved his hand to silence her.
Woman, no o.d maid shall inherit my
place. I've sent by the doctor Tor Lawyer
Clarke, and he II come tomorrow. There 5
money enough in bank for you, but III
fix il so that at your death it will go with
the farm. Jackson Goggan, my name
sake. shall get it all
Tearfuiiy Mrs. Smith impaired the
facts TO Sarah.
Mother. would he turn you out of the
old place just because lac hates meg and
Sarah looked incredulous.
The elder woman nodded, then Sarah
kissed the round. sunburnt face and
said: Mother l never have revolted
against father, but I'm going to save
much, but you shall never leave your
home. m going out now TO think it
over and putting on her pink sun
bonnet she went out the back door
When some distance from the house she
sat down in the shade of a tree and
while her heart beat loudly over her
fathers contemplated injustice. she re-
solved to outwit him
There's Josh Mullin, he might-but ]
can't bear Josh. he cnews tobacco and
his mouth always looks dirty. Henry
Hodge. is home, but he drinks so that
there's no dependence TO be put in him
She cast her eyes over the landscape,
and on the next farm she saw the figure
of a man in the field. Yes, there's
pink hate somehow TO ask it of
him" then the tear-stained face of
her mother passed before ner mental
vision and giving a jerk to her sunbon-
net, she started down the path across
the meadow.
John Howard was hoeing corn. When
he saw Sarah approaching he stopped
and leaned on his hoe. look of concern
in his face.
rs the old man worse. Sarah?" he
asked.
yes; DR.. Brown says he can't live
more'n two or three days. and-O, John.
IT, xNflii the way %
Yes. but you have been a good. sac
rificing laughter, Sarah. and you can't
blame yourself for anything, you
20, you don't understand, John; he's
going to leave everything toto Jack
son Goggan. and mother'll have to leave
the place" she half sobbed.
You can't mean II. Sarah? Why
why that would be outrageous. What
makes him talk of such a thing?"
Because-because-I an IN old maid
he hates ell old maids" and her face