The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-07-08

seems so, young, it couldn't have been
so very long ago that"
Yes, some time LorTy interrupted,
nerVously. You wouldn't know any
thing about him" Then he turned the
SUBJECT 10 horse in so awkward a man
ner that Bronson felt there was
mystery about Mrs. Clendenning and
that her marriage and widowhOOd was
a painful topic to the Pelham POtters.
Being possessed of tact, Bronson let
the subject drop. He could not, how
ever, shake OF the curious feeling of
sympathy which the violet blue eyes
evoked. It's the name" he told him
self; ''EuniCe S9unds as if it had wan
dered off Of some moss grown tomb
stone And by the time he turned in
that night Bronson had said Poor
little girl for the seventh time and
had reached a point of dangerous
sentiment touching the little widow.
The next morning he had occasion
to revise his opinion regarding any
need for sympathy. They were going
to ride and the girls were all ready
mounted when Bronson was called 20
the stable a moment. Coming back
he was startled into an exclamation of
admiration by seeing Eunice on the
little gray mare coming over the red
gate out of the adjoining pastures in
a slashing way one doesn't often see.
I hope you don't mind risking d rail"
she called to him, gaily.
Eunice had been brought up prac-
tically by her brother, who owned a
stud farm in Kentucky. The bring
ing up consisted principally of teach
ing her to ride anything at anything.
After a winter Of sober. decOrOus rid
ing in town she ached for try at
high rails and a chance to lark it,"
Away from all those dreadful fashion
ables, who made her uncomfOrtably
conscious Of her false position Eunice
felt free and like herself again as she
galloped through the sweet country
air that morning.
Bronson, who rode with Eunice. COM
pared her in his thoughts to a lovely
tailor-made Diana and other beauti-
full ladies of fame and wondered
where the sad reserve of the previous
evening had vanished. EuniCe wanted
TO play her role TO the end if only to
please the girls, who discussed the
perfect success of their dupliCity be
tween gales Of mirth every night. But
she shrank very much from the. more
formal moments when she went into
chains, as one might say, and when a
luncheon at "Mead's mill' and a ride
home late in the afternoon was pro-
posed for the last day of their stay.
Eunice seeming a club" tea in lieu of
it, welcomed the proposition with such
enthusiasm that Bronson made up the
party on the spot.
The day was an agreeable one for
all but Bronson. Mrs. Clendenning had
rather eVaded him. and Bronson re
membered glOOmily that she had told
him she was returning south that week.
He resolved upon a coup.
Everybody had mounted and turned
toward home when Bronson pulled up
by the little gray mare. There is Il
lovely bit of country along the old
Post road, Mrs. Clendenning," he said
carelCssly. It's ABOUT the only gem
you have missed. I think, and I want
you to see it." EUnice heSitated- The
others were going straight ahead I
proposed to Miss Josephine that you
and I turn off at the left and take
that way home We reach THE
Mount" about the same time the
OF rs do" he added as the hesitation
fingered, and Miss Josephine is as
anxious as I am to have you see it
That settled it. Of course, Josephine
must think it ali right. CAS- a matter
of fact the eldest Miss Potter had not
been cOnsuited)
why, yes. Mr. Bronson" said
Eunice. and they turned their horses
toward the golden west
Bronson was rather quiet and they
rode for a few moments in silence. 1T
has been SO very pleasant, this little
visit Eunice remarked finally: 4
haven't had an opportunity to enjoy
such sport in a long time Bronson
thought she referred to the seclusion
which had followed her marital loss.
I suppose it is rather hard to pick
up the thread again. he answered
gently. He was wondering if Glen
denning had been a hOTseman,