The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-10-20

selves to his SIS timothy The number of saddle horses
diminished however it became evident that Hazel
hurst the for whom she made fudge and nut
cake.
Hazelhurst's por.s4cal appealed strongly 10
her mag nation. did his name his accent his high
his kodak pictures of the ancestral
home. Washington she had heard much of interna-
tional marriages and their possibilities.
There was something equally attractive to Hazel
hurst in Payne's pquant face the Payne acres
and herds and the alurng prospect continuation of
his condition of and freedom.
"A land where every is good as his neigh
Dor no matter what his occupation has a great fasc
nation for after a life of conventonaltes and
class distinction" Hazehurst frequently observed.
The trail between Verdigris and the T. U. Ranch
was daily ornamented by stalwart figure of the
Englshman bounding some six inches from his saddle
and he his time to such purpose that affairs
reached point where it was proper to speak some
what of his intentions to old man Payne Old man
Payne repairing corral gate at the time Hazel
approached him. At best, Eleanors father was
rather difficult person; with weeks growth of red
beard and a his face, he became something
formidable the urbane Englishman. He found him.
self growing short-oreathed and experiencing an UNI
contro1lable desire tumble with something Never
theless from habit he described hopes feelings
father-in-Iaws cold blue eyes him like couple
of gimlets. An audible gasp marked his peroraton
The old mans embarrassing gaze continued for mo-
ment
What devil you got TO live on?'
The bluntness of the startling question threw Ha-
zelhurst into mental panic Certainly, old
Payne was difficult than he had anticipated
Hazelhurst had taken it as matter of course that
Eleanors father would consider that by the marriage
he had not lost daughter but gained son. and as
Hazelhurst reside under the paternal roof
tree and share in the emoluments of the ranch He
stammered an answer. which, In his embarrass-
ment sounded strange in his ears
IL work." he said.
Cit to work. them" old Payne replied shortly
fell hammering
Hazelhurst with his chin upon
his breast. Work. What could he do? He pulled off
his gauntlet and looked at his white. shapely hands
They had pulled stroke at Oxford. and they could
handle cricket bat well the next but that
the approach to work his hands had ever
known.
The landlord met him at the door, a distinct
GOODNESS of added HazeIhursts depression.
"Gennelman waitin for YOU" said the landlord
icily.
The gentleman suspiciousIy close 1t
the laundryman-
I've been chaikin' up Herford-front billed shirts
them rag-time yourn for about six
months now" began the laundryman. ominously.
rs that alp inquired Hazehurst, though
surprised but pleased that the time should have
brief.
That's enough. And If you don't settle I'm goin
to take it out of your hide"'
Hazelhurst gazed him rumnatingIy. filled with
a wonder that a savage and brutal a
nature should voluntarily adopt peaceful occu
patton that of a laundryman
What goin' to do about it? demanded the bell
ligerent laundryman.
What had better do? I haven't SOU" Hazel
hurst appealed to him gentleman another
The laundryman felt the subtle hattery it. and
weakened, in spite of himself He suddenly
feel responsible for Hazelhursts difficulties