The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1906-01-24

there was talk of partnership with
the Wetmorcs. Or u fool perhaps, for
all her sonncting, for there are men
| who relish n weak headplece as the
chiefest ornament of women. especial
ly when its indetermlnate vagaries
boast an escape valve remotely con-
nected with the fine arts: or devil
woman, perhaps-an upright wanton
who could think no wrong from very
poverty OF temperament. yet kept him
dangling. The possibility of Kitty's
honesty judith in her jealousy would
| not admit. Had she gone to the devil
for him, stood and faced the drift Of
opinion for his sake-that Judith could
have understood But what was the
spinning OF verses to woman's por-
ton OF loving and being loved? Withal
Judith was forced to admit that there
was something simple and true about
a man who would let woman make
n fool of him. whoever the woman
was
Perhaps with this hunting would end
| the long reign of Peter M n divinity
Judith was tired, not In her vigorous
4
and healthful as the hill wind. hut
tired In heart and mind and life. Her
destiny had not been beautiful or hap.
py before he invaded 1t. but II had
been calm, and now serenity seemed
the worthiest gift of the gods. IL was
| not that she loved him less, but that
she had so long reflected upon him that
l tpta ms inn
| thoughts, arid, unfruitful as the desert.
turned from him to the problems that
| besct her, and from them back TO him
again IN dull subconsclous yearning.
She could no longer project an an
| guished consciousness to those scenes
| wherein he walked and talked with
! Kitty. Her Indian fatalism had in
tervened Life was life" TO be lived
| or left, and yet she felt herself poor
creature, one who had lived long ON
Illusion. who had bent her neck to the
yoke of arid unrealities. The pale
| haired woman who kept him with her
miserliness Of self who intrudcd no
somber tragedy of loving, was well
worth a trip across the foothills to see,
and yet, Judith reflected. it was the
| portion of her mothers daughter TO
make of loving the whole business
of life. even IL she rebelled and fought
against 1t ms an accursed destiny.
Her light feet scarcely touched the
ground as she sped swiftly through all
the network OF the hills. and more than
once her woman's heart asked the qucs-
ton, "And, prithee. Judith II from
henceforth you are only to hold fellow
ship with the stars and have no part
In the ways of men. why do you walk
days journey to catch n glimpse Of
pale haired woman
She knew the probable course of the
wolf hunt She had been on scores OF
them. galloped with Peter after the
fleeing gray thing that swept along
the ground like the nucleus of whirl
Ing dust devil. At least she was sure
IF the place of the nooning-a limpld
stream that ran close to many younl
pine trees. Here was Il pause In The
rugged ascent. n level space Of opei
green. thick with buffalo grass. Many
: times had she been here with Peter
sometimes with many other people OF
[ the chase. sometimes these occa
, slons were ensbrlncd in her memory
each with its own particular halo-witl
? Peter alone, and they had iished fol
7 trout and cooked their supper on TIT
l grassy levels. 1t was in Judith's plan
ming to arrive before the hunting party
e TO hide among the thickets of Scrul
r pine that grew along the steep cliff,
and overlooked the grassy level TO tax,
her MI OF looking at the pale haired
9 girl and the hunters at their merry
| making. and when he had seen, (,
!, steal back across the trail to In,
D Daxes'.
7 They would not penetrate the thick
Z cts where she meant to hide, anS
, should they she was prepared for tina
contingency too. She had brought will
p her bright colorcd shawl that sh
I. would throw over her head. and wit
A. the start of them she could outru
, them all. even Peter. Had she not ou
I danced him easily many times In fun
Through the tangle of tree trunks tina
grew not far from the thlcket the
I would think she was but poor She
[ shone squaw lying in wait for the br,
: ken meat of the jewellers.
4 BY crossing and recrosslng the tin
| creeks that trickled slow and obstruc
4 ed through the gaunt levels OF plat
2 and foothill she had come by n direC
A route TO the fringes of fhe pine coui
1 try And here she found world din
e green and mysterious. 1t was we
, nigh uncomfortable that the land {
5 sagebrush and silence could With
g walking distance of desolatlon sho'
}, such wealth of young timber, sue
$ shade and beauty. Her noiseless foo
n falls scarce startled a sage hen tina
4 realizing too late her presence, fro2
: 20 the dead stump-a rufiled gray @!
$ crescence with gllttering bead eyes tn;
/. stared at her furtively, the one ily
I thing in the tense body. fo
!. To be continued