The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-12-14
CHAPTER XII.

made her a woman. Never again would
she, nor any other creature on the
earth, appear to Thorpe as she had in
the silver glade or the clustered pines.
He had had his moment of insight. The
deeps had twice opened to permit him
to look within. Now they had closed
again. But out of them had fluttered
a great love and the priestess of it.
Always, so long as life should be with
him, Thorpe was destined to see in this
tall graceful girl with the red lips and
the white skin and the corn-silk hair,
more beauty, more of the great mys-
terious spiritual beauty which is eter-
nal, than her father or her mother or
her dearest and best. For to them the
vision had not been vouehsafed, while
he had seen her as the highest symbol
of Gods splendor.
Now she stood before him, her head
turned half away, a faint flush still
tingeing the chalk-white of her skin.
watching him with a dim, pleading
smile in expectation of his reply
! "Ah, moon of my soul. light of my
life" he cried, but he cried it within
him, though it almost escaped his vigi-
lance to his lips. What he really said
sounded almost harsh in consequence.
How did you know my name?' he
asked.
She planted both elbows on the Nor
way and framed her little face deli
ciously with her long pointed hands
IF Mr.. Harry Thorpe can ask that
question" she replied, "he is not quite
so impolite as I had thought him
IF YOU don't stop pouting your lips.
shall kiss them!" cried Harry--to
himself.
How is this?' he inquired breath
lesslx.
Don't you know who I ann" she
asked in return.
"A goddess, a beautiful womani" he
answered rfdiculously enough.
She looked straight at him. This time
his gaze dropped.
II am a friend of Elizabeth Carpen-
ter, who is Walter Carpenters sister,
who l believe is Mr.. Harry Thorpe's
partner
She paused as though for comment.
The young man opposite was occupied
in many other more important direc-
! tions. Some moments later the words
trickled into his brain, and some mo-
ments after that he realized their
meaning.
I'VE wrote Mr.. Harry Thorpe that
we were about to descend on his dis
trict with wagons and tents and In
dams and things, and asked him to,
come and see u.s.
''Ah, heart o. mine, what clear, pure
eyes she hast How they look at
man to drown his soull'
Which, even had it been spoken, was
hardly the comment one would have
expected.
The girl looked at him for a moment
steadily 1henS smiled. The change of
countenance brought Thorpe to him
self, and at the same moment the words
she had spoken reached his comprehen7
sion. -
But 1 never received the letter. I'm
50 sorry" said he. ct must be at the
mill. You see, I've been up in the
woods for nearly d month
Then We'll have to forgive YOU"
But 1 should think they would have
done something for you at the mill"
"Oh, we didn't come by way of your
mill. We drove from Marquette"
! II see" cried Thorpe. enlightened.
But I'm sorry I didn't know. I'm sor-
ry you didn't let me know. 1 suppose
you thought l was still at the mill.
How did you get along? Is Wallace
with you?''
No she replied, dropping her hands
and Strengthening her erect figure.
! IT'S horrid. He was coming, and then
some business came up and he couldn't
get away. We are having the loveliest
time though. I do adore the woods.
/ Come" she cried impatiently, sweep
ing aside to leave the way clear, you
shall meet my friends"
rest of the tenting party. He hesitated.
Il am hardly in fit condition. he
objected.
! She laughed, parting her red lips.
( You are extremely picturesque just as
! you are" she said with rather embar-
RAISING directness. II wouldn't have
you any different for the world. But
my friends don't mind. They are used
to it" She laughed again.
Thorpe crossed the mole trail and For
I the first time found himself by her
side. The warm summer odors were
/ in the air, a dozen lively little birds
sang in the brush along the rail, the
sunlight danced and flickered through
/ the openings.
Then suddenly they were among the
/ pines, and the air was cool, the vista
dim, and the bird songs incOnceivabIy
I far away.
The girl walked directly to the foot
/ of pine three feet through, and soar
ing up an inconceivabIe distance
through the still twilight.
This is Jimmy said she graveIy.
/ He is a dear good old rough bear
( when you don't know him, but he likes
me. If you put your ear close, against
him. she confided, suiting the action
/ to the word, you can hear him talk
/ ing to himself This little fellow is
] Tommy. / don't care so much for
/ Tommy because he's sticky. Still, I
/ like him pretty we'll and here's
Dick, and that's Bob and the one Just
beyond is jack
Where is Harry" asked Thorpe
4 thought one in a woods was quite
sufficient she replied with the least
air of impertinence.
Why do you name them such COM
mon. everyday names?" he inquired.
IN tell you. It's because they are so
/ big and grand themselves, that it did
/. not seem to me they needed high
sounding names. What do you think pr
she begged with an appearance of the
utmost anxiety.
Thorpe expressed himself as in agree
ment- AS the half-quizzicaI conversa-
ton progressed, he found their rela-
tons adjusting themselves with in
creasing rapidity. He had been success
slvsly the mystic devotee before his
/ vision, the worshiper before his god
dess. now he was unconsciously assum-
ing the attitude OF the lover before his
mistress It needs always this human
/ izing touch to render the greatest Of
/ all passions lovable
And as the human element developed
( he proved at the same time greater and
greater difficulty in depressing himself
/ and greater and greater fear of the re-
suits IN case he should not do so. He
/ trembied with the desire to touch her
leng. slender hand. and as soon as his
! imagination had permitted him that
much he had already crushed her to
! him and had kissed passionatelv her