The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-04-13
(Ierman Bernstein ia New York Com
nercial-Adyertiser.)

(Herman Bernstein ia New York Com
Observation-Disclosures
I.
William Lur'a stirred in his sect an
easily, tapped on the table with his
fingers, guawed the corners Of his mus
tache nervously, and with half-cloSed
eyes gazed at the woman across the
table. The woman, young. blue-eyed,
with prominent nose and lofty brow,
suddenly lifted her head and brushed
back her fair curly hair.
Have you match?' she asked, in
q firm voice
"a match?'' drawled out Luria. carl
ing his lips into a smile. -The-idea-
$50. I don't smoke" he added, feel
ingly Il am very sorry"
Never mind, Mr. Luria, III get a
match in the kitchen"
Liza rose and quickly stepped into
the adjoining room. She soon returned
with match in her hand, and seating
herself near Luria, the artist, opened
tie satchel which lay before her on
the table. After a minutes search
among old letters, rent and gas bills,
she drew ont a small blue ticket.
You see, she said, regarding Luria
with a calm look, three months ago
my marriage ring was paWned for S..
Now, / have decided never to redeem
it-that marriage ring of mine shall
never touch my fngerI"
These Wurds were uttered in solemn,
measured. impressive tones. She struck
The match fnd set the edge of the
pawn ticket on fire. Tears weIled up
to her eyes as she lifted the burning
paper with trembling fingers. The
muscles of her face were quivering.
This, YOU see, is the death of my
hopes" she exclaimed. mournfully:
'the end of the dreams of youth
But You are So young vet blurted
out the artist. choking Nth emotion.
she kept speaking in q tremulous
voice. softly, despondently In terse,
forcibie sentences. now and then in
terrupted by impassioned, dramatic in
terjections she relted 10 him the
story Of her life. Now smiling bitter
~. now bursting into tears. she told
MIN paJhetically how marriage. in
stead Of bringing happiness to her, had
forced upon her dire misery and dis
onchantment; how her husband had
given himself to drink. and how he
had gambled away their fortune with
in a short time. To Shun disgrace and
their creditors they had left New
York. and she had to work hard in the
shop to keep their little home tOgeth-
en- Finally her husband had been
persuaded TO return to New York and
start life anew, from the bottom OF
the ladder. But his old-time acquaint-
ances brought back to him his old
habits He drank and gambied away
every cent ne was earning as q photo
engraver
But YOU re SO young and so-beau-
tiful!" muttsred the artist in COnfu-
sion. not knowing what to say
Young" she lifted her eyes TO him
and smiled through tears. Yes, I am
young In years. am just % But
nothing on earth can repay me for the
long years of suffering Happiness has
TO this day remained only a dream to
me--a dream 7 dare not dream again
md were il not for her, for my little
darling jeanette. heaven knows where
I would have been today"
Sle rushed up to the wooden bed
nearby. and, kneeling, ciasped the
sleeping fsir-loCEed child in her arms
and paSsiOnately kissed her on the fore
head. Their putting on a white apron
she stepped into the kitchen to pre-
pare tea for them. There was a sound
of a latchkey turning in the keyhole
the door opened and d thin-bodied
Tan. with long black mustaChe and
heavy eyebrows, appeared on the
threshold. With downcast eyes Liza