The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-06-14

leans that he is mad for love 81 the /
Spanish girl"
And she?" inquired Jean carelessly.
as he patted the head of a hound
crouched by his chair.
Pierre shrugged his broad shoulders
She is a woman; who. therefore
may say what she thinks, or will do
or not do?"
Jean laughed as he knocked the
ashes from his cigar
Thou hast a poor opinion OF tn,
fair ones. my Pierre"
Have |? If so. 1t was thyseh
taught me the lesson"
The laughing face sobered at once,
and troubled look came into the eyes
nXed upon Pierre's half.mocking ones.
Say you, Pierre, that taught you
any such lesson?"
Aye, that you have, with your scorn
OF women and their ways. Seeing
through your eyes, long ago learned
10 look upon women as but snares, to
love whom brings mischief and the
rum OF mans heart"
Pierre wondered at the gentleness OF
the tone that answered. "If ever |
taught you such thing, | taught. lin.
knowingly, something never believed
myself; for think true woman is a
thlng to reverence as the saints, and
that love in a mans life Is like" He
stopped short, and his dark face took
dreaming look as he gazed into the
fire.
After a short silence he continued,
The lack Of love in a mans life is
like world without sunshine, or
lamp without oil-without light. And
to live always in darkness would make
life little worth the living"
Pierre had been staring at him, and
as he stared his slumbering wits awak-
ened.
In cropping but certain way, he be-
gan to rightly suspect the possible
cause of hitherto puzzling change he
had noticed in his foster-brother, and,
Jean, my brother tell me-who is
she you love?"
Jean started, and his brows con.
| tracted into a frown.
Thou art not angry with me, that
asked?"
Angry" The word was repeated
with soft laugh, as If the supposition
were too absurd to call for refutation.
And she loves thee in rcturn?"
Pierre ventured, encouraged by the
| laugh.
Jean shook his head, and a bitter
sadness touched the still smiling lips.
Not love thee!" exclaimed Pierre,
incredulously. Then she must be
blind, or a fool" he added, IN sudden
wrath.
Neither the one nor the other, my
Pierre" Jean answered, as he rose
from his chair Il had never thought
to ask her love, nor knew that loved
her, when, by accident, she discovered
that | was the terrible pirate, LATTE
and shrank from me as if had been
the plague, or death itself. That was
long ago; and have not since laid
eyes on her"
There was a world of suppressed
passion sounding underneath the ring
of mockery in his voice, and Pierre
saw his hand tremble as he laid his
arm against the stone support of the
chimney and looked down into the EN-
bers
Pierre now rose and tossed his cigar
into the fireplace, appearing to thinl
there was nothing more to be said
But he turned quickly to Jean as thu
latter laying hand upon his foster
brothers. shoulder, added, "Yoh know
my secret, Pierre; for the present lie
1t rest where it is, and give no heeC
as to who she is. | may yet win her
and I may not. If do then you snail
know her, and you will love her; o
that feel assured.
''Well you may, my Jean, If she il
dear to thee; for that she must now b.
to me-"
AYE; and God bless thee for tru
other self" said Jean, grasping tn
=, others hand. "That l could know
without the telling. Still it is pleas
ant to hear thee say it. will clea
my name, Pierre-thine and mine
that must be first. After that--w
, shall see."
, Ito be continued.)