The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-12-05

asked.
Il don't know. It's not certain we
shall come. said he. The lady is not
much taken with the house"
All Welt" sighed the old woman, re-
signedly.
For an account of their drive back to
the station materials are, again, sadly
wanting. He hardly said word, and
did nothing but try to get my face
clean and my gloves presentabIe,' was
WlnlIreds history of their journey. But
she remembered-Or chose to relate-f
little more of what passed, while ttyRy
waited for the train on the platformtat
Euston. He left her for few minutes
on pretext of smoking a cigarette, and
she saw him walking UP and down, ap-
parently in thought. Then he came
back and sat down beside her. His man.
ner was grave now; to judge by his re-
corded words, perhaps il was even q
little pompous; but when may young
men be pompous, if not at such crises
as there?
| Its no use pretending that nothing
| has happened. Winifred,' he said
| THAT would be the hoIlowest pretense,
not worthy, 1 think. of either of us.
I Perhaps we had better take time to
consider our course and-er-our rela-
I lions to one another
You don't want to marry me nOw?"
she asked simply.
Il want to do what is best for our
| happiness he replied. I'VE cannot for
set what has happened today
Il know you would never forget it,
she said.
He did not contradict her; he looked
first at his watch. then along the plat
form for the approach OF her train. To
admit that he might forget it was i'm
possible to him: in such a case for
/ getfulness would be a negatiOn of his
/ principles and a slur on his perception.
ole h. frafrr rr1rqfq
his vanity and his pride as it did
not lie in him to achieve, such for
| giVeneSS as his faults and virtues COM
bined to put beyond the power of his
nature. She looked at. him. and L
smiled" she said, not Seeming herself
to know why she had smiled, but con-
sciOus that, in the midst of her woe,
some subtly amusing thought about
him had come into her mind. She had
never been amused at him before; so
she, too, was getting some glimmer Of
a revelation out of the days expert
ence-nOt the awful blaze Of light that
had flashed on Harold'S eyes, but a. dim
ray, just enough to give cause to that
puzzled smile for which she could fssI
explicitly account.
So they parted and for persons Wild
have followed the affair at all closely,
it is hardly necessary to add that they
never came together again. This issue
have made up her mind to it that very
same evening, for she called her mother
into her room (as the good lady passed
on the way to bed). and looked up from
the task of brushing the gray frOck
which she mad spread out on the sofa
Il don't think I shall marry Mr.. Jack
son now, mother" she said.
Mrs. Petheram looked at her daugh-
ter and at her daughters gown.
You'd better tell me more about it
tomorrow. You look tired tonight,
dear" she replied.
But Winifred never told her any
mOre-in the first place, because the
family was too delighted with the, fact
to care one straw about how it'll had
| come to pass, and. in the second Bace,
on the more important ground that the
thing was really too small, to trivial,
and too absurd to bear telling-at least,
to the family. To me. for some reason
or other, Winifred did tell it, or some
of it-enough, anyhow. to enable me
with the help of a few touches of i'm
aginati0n, to conjecture how it &C
CURED
Don't you think it was very alb
Surd?' she asked, at the end Of her
story. We were sitting by the yew
hedge near the library windows, look
ing across the flower beds to the mea-
dow: it was a beautiful day. and the
old place was charming. Because"
she added. Il did love him, you know:
and it seems a small thing to separate
about, doesn't it %
IF ne had behaved differently I
began.
q don't see how he could be expected
to-" she murmered.
You expected him to-, I said. firmly.
She turned to me with an apDeaTaf2Ss
of interest. as though L might be able
| to interpret to her something that had
been causing her puzzle. 'Or you
wouldn't have looked at him. as you
say you did-or smiled at him, as you
| admit you did. But you were wrong to
expect him to, because he's not that
kind Of man.
What kind of MANI"
1.-The kind Of man to catch you in his
! arms, smother you in kisses (allOW me
the old phrase), tell you that he under
stood all you felt knew all you were
giving up, realized the great thing you
We're doing for him.
Winifred was listening. 1 went on
with my imaginary scene Of romantic
fervor.
THAT when he contrasted that mean
little place with the beauties you were
accustomed to. with the beauties which
, were right and proper for you. when he
saw your daintiness sOiled by that dust,
that gown whose hem he would viii
, HE needn't say quite as much as
! that" interrupted Winifred, smiling q
little.
We'll or words to that effect" said I.
! That when he did all this and saw all
, this you know he loved you more than
, he dared dream, with a deeper love, a
: love that gave up for him all that you
loved next best and second only to him;
, that after seeing your tears ne would
: never doubt again that you would face
: all trials and all troubles with him at
, your side. Don't you think if he'd said
something of that kind, accompanying
his words with appropriate actions
! 1 paused
| ''Wen?" asked Winifred.
Don't you think you might lrS i've
, been living in that hOrrid little he Ase
; now. instead Of being about TO c0nSea9t
: an alliance with Sir Barton Ames-
+ bury?'
: How do you know I shall do that?"
I she cried.
! 1T needs observed. modestly, lit
: tie skill to discern the approach of the
I inevitable" / looked at her thoughtful
! face and at her eyes. they had their old
look of wondering in them. Don't you
, think that if he'd treated the situation
. in that way2''-- asked.
l Perhaps" she said. softly. But he
. wouldn't think of all that. He was
such an idealist."
D really do not know why she applied
5 that term to him at that moment. eN-
i cept that ne used to apply it to himself
[ at many moments. But since it seemed
Z TO her to explain his conduct there is
1 no need to quarrel with the epither
And 7 hope" said 1. that the gray
(. frock wasn't irretrieveabiy ruined
i've never worn it again, she muir