The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-08-17

that neighed and praneed excitedly as
we ran scurrying toward them
w hoo-ee," she cried. in perfect &C.
stacy, as we paused in GREATNESS adj
uirailon- Observation-Disclosures
folks -young-fOlksi -fer-Mary- Alice
Smith and David-MasOn -Jeffries is
cone-to-town.
o what a day that was, And how vain
indeed would be the attempt to detail here
a. 1.-THE of its glory, or our happiness in
having back with us our dear little girl.
warmly welcome to the fun love of our
childish hearts the great, strong, round
faced, supplemented -DaVid-MaSon--
Jeffries. Long and long ago we had
learned to love him we loved the peas
ant hero of some fairy tale OF Christian
Andersen :; but now that he was with us
IN most wholesome and robust verify, our
very souls seemed Scampering from our
bodies to run to him and be caught up
and tossed and swung and handled in his
gentle, giant arms
All that. long delicious morning we were
with him. In his tender charge we We're
permitted TO go down among the tumut
and the music OF the streets. his round.
sood-humored face and big blue eyes lit
with a tustre like our own. And happy
little Mary Alice Smith-how proud she
was of him, And how closely and how
tenderly- through all that golden morn
ing. did the strong brown hand clasp
hers A hundred tunes AT least as we
promenaded thus. she swung her head
pack 1alntily to whisper 10 us in that old
HSSttEtDuS way OF nfIS mat DdNiE-
Mason -Jeffries and Mary Alice 49,
Smith - knew sonnet hing that We
CONTINGENCIES" But when he had re
turned us home, and after dinner had
started down the street alone with little
Mary Alice clspping her heads after him
above the gate and laughing in strange
new voice. and with the backs of her
little. fIuttering hands vafnIy striving to
blot out the big teardrops that gathered
IN her eyes. we vaguely guessed the So
cret that she. and David kept That night
at supper time we knew 1t fully He
Among the list of killed" AT Rich
MOUNTAIN. Va, occurred the name OF
her while we could At last she knew.
at don't seem like no year ago to me-
over and over she had said these words
ewes so bright-so bright, The kindly
hand that smoothed away the little sui
ferer's hair treIRhled and dropped ten
derby again upon the folded ones beneat Il
the snowy spread.
Git me out the picture again.
The trembling hand lifted once more
and searched beneath the pillow.
She drew the thin hands up. and. snil
ing. pressed the pictured face against hel
lips -Mason-Jeffries. she said
'le's-me-and-you - go-play-out-on -
the-stairs,''
And ever in the empty home a voice
goes moaning on and on, and w mere II
Mary Alice smith n cries and w her'
-Mary-AIice-Sm And the still
belated echo. through the high depths o
the old hall overhead. answers quaVer
ingly back. "Oh-she-haS-go ne-hOmet
But her voice-it is silent evermore!
oh Where is Mary Alice Sulith2" Sh'
taught US how to call her thuS-and nov
she will not answer u.s. Have we nj
voice to reach her with2 How sweet anC
pure and glad they were in those olc
days as we recall the accents ringing
through the half--t1e same We VaInly err
to her. Her fancies were so duaint-he
ways so full of prankish mysteries. w
laughed then; now. upon our knees. ",
wiring our lifted hands and gaze, through
streaming tears, high up the stair SIT
used TO climb in childish glee. TO call ant
answer eerily- And now. no answer any
where,
How deft the little finger-tips in ever!
task The hands. how smooth and Dell
cate TO lull and soothe. And the Strang
music of her lips, The very crudenes
of their speech made chaster yet tn
childish thought her guileless utteranc'
had caught from spirit-depths beyond on
reach And so her hOmely name grey
fair and sweet and beautiful TO near
hlent with the echoes pealtng clear am
( vibrant up the winding stair; w mere
where is MARY Alice Smith, She taugn
ms how to call her thus-but Oh. she WI
/ not answer US, We have no voice L
I reach her with.