The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-06-24
OF This Generation

Sbdde or mac trees COifplduHe AuSlrl-
ans sit at small tables and consume
the deep-coIOred beer, so-called, of
Munich
Among these, and within sound of
their sober explanations of wonder
ment at the beauty of the prospect, sat
a young Englishman. gracefully idle,
and wearing with a becoming indiffeT-
ence a most trying head covering at
the time fashionable and still known at
Cambridge as a beast hat. He was
watching the approach Of country
woman-yOung. wholesome. sunburnt
and energetic-WhO had gust emerged
from the door of the hotel.
The Englishman was startlingly clean
with thin, soft hair carefully brushed
back from a bland forehead His face
was narrow, with a prominent nose.
suggesting the frequent use Of soap and
water. The cOuntenancC was express
i've Of one dominant quality, as nearly
ali countenaces are if studied with un-
Outstanding, and that nothing less than
the desire TO be instantly and persist
entity agreea bic. Ladies given TO the
exercise Of that species of hospitality
which has for its aim the bringing to-
gether of young people and for its end
the hope that some Of these may elect
to remain together till death do them
release invariably secured AlSeTnon
Augustus PaSsaVant. AlgernCn, il ap-
young girls thought him stupid, and
did not always understand his hUnloT-
They thought that he lacked poetry
and was uninteresting. His hair. iA
fact. was too thin and too short, The
more elderly sirens engaged in the pur
suit OF eligible Junior attaches kept an
eve on Passavant a s a SheeDdOg keeps
an eye upon the shepherd. A few mis-
taken mammas set little traps for him,
and he made himself invariably agree
able to the bait without being hooked.
Passavant had seen two ambassa-
doris come and go from Vienna, where
ne held office. And a third-a over
in Europe-in bed in the best bedroom
of the Grand hotel Of Zell-am-Zee.
seemed at this time about TO receive a
call to a higher court whence no dis
patches are delivered.
On the nearer approach Of his coun-
trywoman Passavant stood up, raised
his hat, and drew forward an iron
chair.
Those flowers" he said. gravely
pointing to some frOnds in the girls
hand, do not grow wild in this part
of the world But so long as yO1 were
not observed
Z gathered them right up there an
swered Miss Britten, with all the care
less confidence of her generation, point
ing toward the mountains with her par
ssoI.
LAS nation we are inclined to think
that if we only climb high enough, we
rise above the law. There is d villa
just above the spot where you-stOle
those flowers"
ct never saw il.
''No-but it was there"
The girl laughed. She was no long
er quite youthful, and had the air of
capability which is a Characteristic
of the day. She had obviously tired
most things-except love bien entendu-
The universal young person has usual
" missed that. and fills Up the blank
with the current amusements il their
due course, prosecuting them with
skill worthy of a higher object than
the mere killing Of time.
As came down. she continued, "a
queer thing happened to me-
PaSSavant looked gravely at her The
modern knight Grant is a young wOm-
an and she seeks adventures, Tor the
most part in continental hotels or on
board the great steamers. Passavant
thought that Miss BTitten was too good
for that sort of adventure. and MS
face. being eminently guileless, did nc
express that thought.
Il was mistaken for some one else.
she said; for Miss Burden. the ambas-
sador's daughter"
"Ah, I have twice been mistaken FOR
some one else. Once It was for book
stall man, when with great presence Of
mind / sold a penny newspaper. The
second time I was mistaken for Mt.
Lincoln or Mr. Bennett. I never asceT-
tanned which, while I was standing
bareheaded- in the shop waiting for my
hat to be irOned. I took Ii as a COmpli-
ment They make excellent hats. BY
whom were you mistaken for Miss Bur
dCn?"
BY a German gentleman who must
oil cd no [
him when / turned back. He asked
me the way out: then asked me wheth-
er he was mistaken in suppOsing that I
was Miss Burden. I thought I told him
ne was, but ne seems to have under
stood me TO say that 1 was Miss Bur-
don"
Passavant's attention. which had
been centered on free-hand design
executed in gravel with a walking
stick, was suddenly aroused
All he said; and this German gen
tlenan is still under the impression
that you are Miss Burdon?'
Yes" answered Miss Britten.
w Passavant reflected. with his light
blue eyes fixed on a small girl half
concealed behind a huge mug of beer.
"Ah. Your boxes are marked with a
large B. I noticed il myself. Miss
Burden was expected yesterday. our
did not come. She sent telegram TO
say that she was detained at Vienna
by the Illness Of her mother
Then you know the ambassador"
suggested Miss Britten who had an ex-
allied idea of the diplomatic service.
Z am his domestic chaplain" re-
turned AlgernOn Augustus Passavant
with solemnity. 1T is my privilege to
comfort his last moments
Miss Britten laughed. and then looked
grave agai1.
us he so very III -
VERY answered Passavant alb
stractedly.
But why is his health so imDor-
tant2" inquired Miss Rritten. %ho was
intelligent and. therefore. inquisitive
No one speaks OF anything eIse-an
Europe seems to have its attention
fixed on ZeIl-am-Zee -