The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-10-01

Latrobe began to show well to the
front in the run for the prize, the two
sisters had gone to their room at the
hotel to dress for the hop. 1t was their
custom to disappear from public gaze
about o'clock, and when they came
floating down the stairs in tlmy,
diaphanous clouds of white, the halls
were well filled with impatient cavaliers
in the natty cadet uniform, and with
women waiting to see Then the sis
tiers would go into the dining room and
have some light refreshment, with
glass of iced tea-and no matter how
torrid the heat or how flushed and
dragged other women might look, they
were inviting pictures of all that was
ever fresh, cool and fragrant. The two
fluffy blonde heads would be huddled
close together a minute as they studied
the bill of fare, and virtuous matrons
at other tables, tanning vigorously,
would sniff and say: All for effect.
They know that supper bill by heart.
1t never changes" All the same, at the
bottom of this public display of sisterly
devotion and harmony and in spite of
occasional tiffs and differences, there
was genuine affection on both sides,
for as a child Nita had adored Mar
garet, and there could be no doubling
the elders love for the child. Some reg
mental observers said that every bit
of heart that the elder Terriss girl had
was wrapped up in the little one. Mel
Their girl even after Margaret'S mar
riage, would listen to a word in dispar-
agement of the other, but in the sane
tity of the sisterly retreat on the third
floor OF the old hotel there occurred
sometimes spirited verbal tits that
were quite distinctly audible to passers-
by in the corridor, provided they cared
to listen, which some of them did. On
this especial August evening Mrs.
Frank was in an admonitory frame of
mind. They had known Mr.. Latrnbe
barely three weeks, and yet asr Mrs.
Frank was sauntering around turn in
Filtration Walk, leaning on the arm OF
the cadet adjutant, there in the path
way right ahead stood Nita, a lovely
little picture with downcast eyes, and
Pat" Latrobe bending over her with
love and passion glowing in his hand-
some face, pleading eagerly, clinging
fervently to both her tiny, whitegloved
hands. Mrs. Garrison saw it all in the
flash of a second, the adjutant not at
all, for with merry laughter she re-
peated some words he had Just spoken
as though they were about the wittiest,
funniest things in the world, and looked
frankly up into his eyes as though lie
were the best and brightest man She
had met in years-so his eyes were NV
solve. All the same that sight gave
Mrs. Garrison rather more than a bad
quarter of an hour. She was infinitely
worried. Not because Pat Latrobe had
fallen desperately in love with her
charming little sister-that was his
lookou-but what-oh, what might not
happen if the charming little sister
were to fall in love with that handsome
soldier boy. At all hazards, even if she
had to whisk her away tomorrow, that
had to be stopped, and this very even
ing when they went to their room Mar
garet spoke.
'.Nita. if it were only for Mr.. Latrobe
I should not care a snap of my finger,
but it's you-you. ! thought you had
more sense. / thought you fully under
stood that you couldn't afford to lose
yourself a moment, and yet if ever
girl looked like yielding, you did this
very afternoon. For my sake, for your
own sake. Mia, don't let it go any fur
they-don't fall in Observation-Disclosures
you do
The younger sister stood at the dress
ing table at the moment. her face
averted The Mary Powell was just
rounding the Point, and the mellow,
melodious notes of her bell were still
echoing through the highlands. Nita
was gazing out on the gorgeous effect
of sunset light and shadow on the east
ern cliffs and crags across the Hudson,
a flush as vivid mantling her cheeks,
her lip quivering. She was making val
liant efforts to control herself before re-
plying.
I'm not in love with him. she finally
said.
ss"Perhaps not-yet. Surely / hope
not, but it looked awfully like it was