The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-05-23

found that loyalty and unselfishnes:
We're virtues which Red Riding HOOD
would never need TO learn from him
As for lies, the child apparently hac
never conceived the idea of telling one
That lesson. too, had ended with &
laugh and a kiss. But, alas, appropri-
ating pastry was Red Riding Hood:
besetting sin, and it took all of Hare
woods cleVernes5 to explain to her tbs
difference between mine and thine. She
did comprehend at last. and gave hin
ner promise for future abstaining, and
with this was accomplished the mora
regeneration of Red Riding Hood
which, afte:- al. was 10 very difficult
undertaking.
Il came" said Red Riding Hood, ''to
tell you several things. Shall II"
By all means" replied Hardwood
anXiotiSly.
Then L VIII. The first is that was
perfect in arithmetic; 1 have already
told you that. The other is that Mile.
Yolette has gone cut. She has gone to
the market, I think The third is that
Mile. Hide is quite alone in the par
lor.'
Hardwood looked at her suddenly. a
faint color under his eyes.
why do you tell me that, Red Rid
ing Hood"
because" said the child, Il think
she would like to have you come
down.
Did she say SOP"
No"
'Then why do you think SOP
I don't know" said Red Riding
Hood, looking UP into his face. Hare
wood put one arm around the child;
his eyes We're absently fixed on hers.
After . few moments he said: DO
You love Hide, Red Riding Hood p"
~ es-and you also, monsieur"
"Me?"
IF you do not mind
Hardwood smiled and said:
II want you to love me too, Red Rid
ing Hood-and Mile. Yolette and NJ.
Bourke-Mlle. Hide best of all. Will
you?"
whether love you or Mile. Hide best.
] must think for a day" she continued,
sedatelv. and then 1 will tell you.
Good bye. 1 am going to shell peas.
Good bye, Red Riding Hood said
Hardwood. and will you please come
AGAIN."
'Yes-tomorrow."
She trotted over to the door, put on
her wooden shoes, turned and said:
"Adieu, Monsieur Harewoodr' and
went away downstairs, tap, tap, tap,
over the tiles.
Hardwood shook out his coat, washed
lne INK stains from MS ndnuS, DTuSneu
his hair, settled his necktie, then took
a dozen turns UP and down the room.
Presently he went TO Bourke's door
and opened it, but that young man was
again asleep, fists doubled up like an
infants. face buried in the pillow.
Hardwood watched him for a moment,
preoccupied by his own thoughts: after
a while he turned away down the
stairs, stepping softly, on Bourke's ac-
count.
The door of the parlor was open.
Scheherazade lay on the sofa, eyes
closed. tail trailing on the floor. The
lioness opened one eye when Hardwood
entered, Immediately closing ii, how
ever. when he saw who it was. Hare
wood had never taken any notice of
her; therefore, as a self-respecting lion
ess. she snubbed him. Hide was not
in the room, but he heard her voice not
far away. probably in her own bed
room. She was singing to herself. as
she often did. over her needle-worlS:
OF all the saints in Brittany
Sainte Hide,
Sainte Hide.
Is blessed evermore-
He dropped into chair. smiling at
Scheherazade and listening to Hides
voice:
Pachik. pachik me zach bihan,
Kes d he saludin d he c hampr
Ha tach d'ehoud ober komDlimant,
"Hnde!" ne called suddenly; "Salud
d'ac'h, ma dousig Hildei"
There was a silence; then Hides
voice in utter establishment:
m. Hardwood, Who taught you to
speak Breton?"
The next instant she was at the door,