The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-12-13

cast his eyes upon the Rev. Paul Bo-
litho coming toward him over the brow
of the hill, he determined not to give
him chance of escape,
The young man noted the increased
burrows over the old mans strongly
bridged nose the deeper chisellings
at the corners of the resigned mouth,
now telling of war between will and
weakening muscles.
A feeling of half.harmonious conces-
sion to his own early affection for his
companion, mixed with sense of his
newly attained position of importance
as pastor, was betrayed in Paurs II
want you to come and hear me preach"
Preach! Yes! for sure. We all
like to do bit of preachin', and It's
not wonderful when one thinks how
well duty runs hand in hand with lik-
ing; but sometimes the best words of
q preacher are those he doesn't say.
Harps and golden crowns and such
like things--whats the use of such
to me?"
you have no religion, Davy."
"Ther's lot O. religion in good
temper"
Paul Bolitho got up from the bench
and walked up and down the path, the
tmpetuosity of his youth apparent in
Svery step. Stopping in front of his
old friend. his head shot aloft by the
involuntary STRENGTHENING of the spine.
II want to make men honest, women
virtuous," he said.
"Mebbe they would be If they wern't
,nterfered with" The smile that
played round the old mans mouth,
spoke of intimate knowledge of the
world.
Make what rules you can for your
tellowmon, but make none for women
they're exceptions" he advised.
Tho mebbe you don't know yet that
you counts 'em O any vally. Ali" he
chuckled, you're terrible young If you
haven't thought o woman to be reck nd
with; for sartain sure they'll come
even into your life. Women with their
crinkly hair, their dancin eyes an
feet, their smiles an their mischief,
their altogether stonishing ways. that,
bad or good, sort o paralyse man"
But"
"They be wonderful tryin', too an
'zasperatin'; for they'll bear no con-
troll"
Davy's voice faltered, the periods Of
his talk became detached. stopped al
togethev. Changing the pipe over
| from one side to the other OF his
mouth, lie smoked In silence for some
minutes, whilst he diyed into the re.
sesses of his mind
you don't remember my Mary-no,
s'pose not-but you can see her evry
time you look at my gran'-no, my
great-gran daughter, Sally. l wouldn't
let none o 'em have my Mary's name
the sound of it gives me now, after
all these years, funny feelin' in my
heart"
i've heard my grandfather speak of
your wife"
"She was-well, she was just Mary,
The close knittin' of man and woman,
as comes about when, day in and day
out, they're together, is wonderful.
There was only one thing for which
we ever fell out She was always
lookin' at girls-specially pretty girls
to see if one took notice o. me. The
very name of girl drew her to 'zas
peration You wouldn't remember
Lizbeth Richards, neither"
Before Paul had time to reply, he
answered for him: mo, to be sure
not.
We'll, she was a girl always up tC
some devilment, mischievous, blue
eyed girl | didn't know then, though
knew afterwards that people hat
been talking of her an me-but WON
en- always will gossip; their lungs II
as big as bellows, and the better
the women are, the worse they talk
well, 'Lizbeth, she come in one
day: so yer off, Davy?' says she.
was startin' with the boats to tn,
North An because she looked at me-
with a tear in her eye, or just becaus,
l was young, an fool, an fiattered
or because | couldn't help 1t, or be
cause she wished it. or for some rea
son or the want of any, | put my arm
around her waist and gave her kiss
"An' just then, Mary, who | though
was in the next room, she came In
She was all atrembly an was skear
as had never seen her before. Sh,
seemed not to know what she was dc
ing-a Sob a cruel, deep sob--t
sounded like cry, strangled in tn
throat-came from her lips. But /
seemed to me Mary was maxim
strange fuss over so smah a matter
though the most violent feelin' in tn
world is one woman's hatred O. an
other"
81 started to embrace her.
Don't you touch me, and your arm
lust from Lizbeth's waist'
"She went back few steps. Seeme
to me my heart was bein' tore out c
my breast and the pain O. it was IN
, bearable
"'What made you do it? Why di,
you act so cruel to me?' she asked.
"I didn't mean no harm; twas n,
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