The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-01-25
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| 49, my idtt lOiHtNuGu WIFI u near
that fiuctuated wildly between hope
and despair.
l had received no letters from home
for five weeks, and the last was hasty
little scrawl from Nell, hoping l would
soon return, but making no mention
or Eve. A man of more sanguine ma
ture would have said that mo news
Is good news" but my dark tempera-
ment foreboded the worst.
stopped day in New York, but
Tom, who did not expect me till three
days later, was not at the office. He
had gone up the country" the head
clerk informed me.
"Gone to see Eve" / said, savagely,
to myself.
That evening I took passage on the
| little steamer that ran up to our vii
lage. 1t was lovely moonlight night
IN early June, and the boat was crowd
ed. Among the passengers 1 noticed
two very pretty girls whom knew
by sight as residents of our place. but
whose personal acquaintance | had not
the pleasure of possessing.
l secured seat in the upper cabin
the decks were iammed-and soon be-
came aware that these two girls were
seated on deck just outside of the win
dow behind Inc. Now and then various
familiar names saluted me as they
chatted together. At last Eve Mallory
was mentioned, and you may be sure |
pricked up my ears.
Her devotion to that Tom of hers
is just perfectly Ridiculous" exclaimed
one sweet voice. He goes everywhere
with her, and I've heard that she ac-
tually kisses him-before folks. too.
Considering that everybody knows how
she got him. | should think that she'd
have little more delicacy."
Kisses him!' repeated the other in
tone of mingled amazement and dis
gust. "Well! that's more than could
stand"
1t was more than could stand too.
with muttered exclamation. which
l Will not renea. here. rushed from
my seat, fearfg. OF hearing still more
dreadful develci pents, and spent the
remaining three hours till our arrival
IN state boraering on frenzy. Eve
Mallory. ny sfs,apced wife, spoken of
publicly in connection with "that Tom
OF hers! SO she was devoted TO him."
was she? Was kuown-O horrors TO
have kissed" him. To think of that.
when my utmost coaxing and blandish-
ments could never win the faintest
caress from those false lips.
o tickle, treacherous, perfidious Eve,
Because of you, in that mad hour I
foreswore all faith in women forever
more.
The house was closed for the night
when reached home, but mother came
down at my well-known knock
How pale you are. my dear boy"
she said, looking at me sharply after
the first rapture of maternal welcome
was over. You look quite worn ont
l declare. / never saw you with such
a haggard face. Now / shall make YOU
take a good, long rest before I'll let
you go back TO that horrid business
again"
l would not let her wake Nell. and
the next morning, when | unexpectedly
came upon the dear girl in the hall. she
almost tainted with delight. Well at
any rate, was sure of their love. Her
first remarks We're like mothers
How pale! How worm
And now" said she, as she finished
her breakfast. Il must run right over
to Ewes with the news-or do YOU
wish to go?" and she turned 10 me.
No" said, briefly; Il shall not 60"
Nell looked surprised, but she swung
on her garden hat, and ran up the vii
lage street.
Have you seen Tom Burroughs |
lately?" l asked mother.
mot for over a week." she replied.
mot for over a week. If had |
been in the place yesterday, do you
think you would have known IT,"
"Oh, yes,' she answered, quietly.
But the clerk told me he had gone |
into the country, and where else do |
you think he'd be-"
oh" said mother smiling, che fire.
quently goes up to Kingston: maybe he |
is there now. | am sure he is not i'm
our village, for he always comes here
for his first call"
"Ah! thought /, 81 fancy Eve NAL
Tory could tell a different story. So he
comes here, does Le l marvel at his
mpudence"' Then my thoughts turned
to business. OF course | could not re-
main in partnership with a man who
had become my deadly enemy, as |
now regarded Tom. | concluded TO
write him letter explaining my views
In very plain language
on my way to the pOstoffice, whom
should l see coming toward me but
Tom, himself, A pleased smile lit IN
his face as he recognized me.