Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1903-06-26
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CHAPTER vI.-CoxrrNuED).

She rose to follow her. but her heau We
In a whirl with new thoughts anu 80
sat down again. Which would De pes. =.
Ida Harold or Charles? She though.
over with as much solicltude as nioe,
er who plans for her only child h"...
had seemed to her to be in many W.
the noblest and the best youhB n
whom she had known. II ever she ""o
love a man II would be such man
that. But she must not think On hei 80
She had reason to believe that po ts
these men loved her sister Wnlch Woue
be the best for herr But perhaps 80
matter was already decided. She couiu
not forget the scrap of conVersa'io'
which she had heard the night peloie'
nor the secret which her sister hau
fused to confide to her. III IDA Wouiu
not tell her, there was but one person
who could. She raised her eyes anu
there was Harold Denver standing pe-
fore her.
You were lost in your thoughts
said he, smiling. II hope that they were
pleasant ones"
"Oh, 1 was planning" said she, rising
1T seems rather waste OF time az
rule. for things have way OK worklns
themselves out just as you least eA-
pect."
What were you planning. thenY
THE future"
"Whose?"
"Oh, my own and Idas."
"And was l included in your JOINT iu-
tures?"
II hope all our friends were Included
Don't go in" said he, as she began
| to move slowly towards the house.
wanted to have a word. Let us stroll up
and down the lawn. Perhaps you are
cold If you are l could bring you our
a shawl"
"Oh, no, 1 am not cold"
81 was speaking to your sister lda
last night" She noticed that there was
| a slight culver in his voice, and, glanc-
ing up at his dark clear-cut face, she
saw that he was very grave. She felt
that 1t was settled. and that he had
come to ask her for her sisters hand.
"She is a charming girl" said he. aft
er pause.
Indeed she u.s." cried Clara warmly.
"And no one who has not lived with
her and known her intimately can tell
how charming and good she is She Is
| like sunbeam in the house"
mo one who was not good could be
so absolutely happy as she seems TO be.
Heavens last gift. / think, Is mind
so pure and a spirit so high that 1t Is
unable even to see what is impure and
evil in the world around us. For as
long as we can see 1t, how can we be
truly happy?"
"She has deeper side, also She does
not turn II to the world, and 1t is not
natural that she should, for she is very
young. But she thinks, and has aspira-
lions of her own"
"You cannot admire her more than
l do. Indeed Miss Walker. / only ask
to be brought into nearer relationship
with her, and to feel that there is a
permanent bond between us"
1t had come at last. For a moment
her heart was numbed within her, and
then a food of sisterly love carried all
before II. Down with the dark thought
which would still try TO raise iis UNI
hallowed head! She turned to Harold
with sparkling eyes and words of pleas
ure upon her lips.
~ should wish to be near and dear to
both of you" said he, as he took her
hand. II should wish Ida to be my sis
ter, and you my wife"
She said nothing. She only stood
looking at him with parted lips and
great, dark, questioning eyes. The lawn
had vanished away, the sloping gard
ems. the brick villas, the darkening sky
with half pale moon beginning to show
over the chimney tops. All was gone
and she was only conscious of a dark
earnest. pleading face, and of a voice
far away, disconnected from herself
the voice OF a man telling a woman how
he loved her. He was unhappy. said the
voice, his life was a void he had CONF
to the parting of the ways. here lay hap
piness and honor, and all that was higl
and noble; there lay the soul-klllinl
round. the lonely life, the base pursuit.
of money, the sordid, selfish aims. III
needed but the hand of the woman tina
he loved TO lead him into the bette
path. And how he loved her his III
would show. He loved her for he
sweetness, for her womanliness fo
her strength. He had need of her. Woul,
she come to him? And then Of a sud
den as she listened 1t came home to he
that the man was Harold Denver, an,
that she was the woman. and that al
Gods work was very beautifully
green sward beneath her feet the rust
ling leaves. the long orange slashes Il
the western sky. She spoke; she scare
knew what the broken words were
but she saw the light of JOY shine on
on his face, and her hand was still Il
his as they wandered amid the twilight
They said no more now. but only wan
dered and felt each others presence
All was fresh around them. familla
and yet new tlnged with the beauty o
their new found happiness.
did you not know 1t before" h
asked
Il did not dare think IT,"
What mask of ice | must wear
How could a man feel as ! have don
without showing IL? Your slster,6f
least. knew" avJ.
,'Ida" ~
at was last nFS'
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