The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-10-27
Horror of 3 Sandals.

officers nearest the person OF the chief
were Stirge's fellow-plotters.
On the eighth evening of this NOV
ing 70 and fro. wrapped in mystery. she
let her rebozo wave little wider open.
He was devOuring her with his eyes.
He was like a god. strong and full OF
grace Her sweet lips were pinkish:
her neck was white. She sighed, but
she locked on him with quick flames
bursting from her eyes. The street was
lonely. He stepped out and laid his
exceedingly long slim fingers on her
one another
"otilia. some dread thing haunts
Yes, senor.T Her eyes were down.
"Otilia, a great weight is on you. 1
am one used TO speaking out When
God puts fire into a mans heart the
man should never hide il, lest il burn
him. Otilia, L seem to see myself in
your eyes Heart of my heart, 7 love
you
She, exceedingly white. raised her
eyes Just enough TO see his chin; and
with a startling mixture of mischief
ana emotional upheaving, she remem-
bered her words: Hang him by his
sweet, soft beard. Pope"
He kissed her as the dusk came. She
went home, bewildered to find that her
eyes seemed blind When she put her
rebozo to them it came away wet. She
walked stateiily. looking at all the low.
barred windows. She entered her
brothers patio and sat down under the
great cups ofgold. At supper she
could not eat. In bed she could not
sleep. In the night her little bare feet
went softly up and down the room. In
the morning she was afraid of herself
something within her heart scared her
so.
The love passage thus began. and
yuma, IN winning him. had lost herself.
An, his gOd-like form. his foreign
strength, his whitenessi She loved
him. The same old difference between
so many loves characterized these. The
man vast schemes We're mightier than
MS love. The woman's love was
mightier than all else.
At the edge Of the town was a de-
serted alameda full of mango trees.
Here were aged stone benches seldom
used. Here the shade was like dusk
at noon, like midnight at dusk Here
they met, evening after evening. she
falling painting into his arms. he gazing
eyes.
You are incarnate truth" he said.
Blood flew to her face; her brain
seemed drowned. Yeti was false -
What bad jest is this?"
She lay trembling. Somehow a fear
entered him.
Speak, he cried. almost Iettire. ba-
from him. 49,
II plotted against you"
'HOw-it is a Iie,"
oh. my souls souIi I set about m
WIN you, instigated by my brother that
might learn your plan of revolution.
ana conquer you and bring you TO
death. Crush me If you must-thus
nave lost myself-thus have Won
overthTown met
He let her fall on the old stone bench
Inc shade of the mango trees vas
deep. Re stood a little way off tan
and still. and looked at her. Just here
me reVulslon came; for gold had made
MN insane with dreams His love
was second to his plot. Distrust sank
deep In him. He felt himself betrayed.
Cold drops were on his forehead. He
mad walked as in a deep gold mist
He az" On this girl. She was incar-
n@'N son; his love for her was
t. ID , fear.
Wounded. isnoble, but grand with
rage. he turned, and she was left
alone. After that he smiled at her no
more, nor looked at her. He dared not
nee, that were confession and meant
death. He dared not prolong delay.
She had CROPPED her way home from
the mango grove. Though she was
sweet and leiSurely and shrewd she
had in her that fuel which. touched
with fire, burns on to vengeance. But
she was sad; and it seemed some sec
ond self mercilessiy drove her on 10
the revenge which her better nature
did not want. She wept. and grew
thin in three days mira culously. Some
times she joked with herself even VET.
in manner CHASTITY. Hang him by his
sweet. soft beard murmured she in
pad night dreams. and she saw, his
head in visions hung thus, horrible.
The first night Of their estrange-
ment the fat pulque-drinking chief