The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-01-06
THE DOWNFALL
OF PEMBROKE
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ceived more than rewarded Mr.. Penn
broke for the torture which he had en-
dured.
we are quite In your hands. Mr..
Fembrake. It would be an awful task
now 10 try TO go on to Boston. and the
children would be utterly exhausted"
Very well; then we will consider IL
a bargain. ] can telegraph at once"
me porter appearing, the party was
promptly transferred to the Pullman.
where their entry produced a distinct
sensation, Mr.. Pembroke himself carry
ing the drowsy infant.
To look at him no one would ever
guess how Penny abOminates chill
dren." observed Mr.. Strong as his
friend strobe precariously down the
aisle.
'Papa-wan' to do seepy-" MUIR
INJURED the baby.
The party ensconsed in the state
room Mr.. Pembroke approached Mr..
Strong with an air OF aggressive deter
minatiOn.
Look here he remarked. 81 want
another berth. One of you chaps IS i'm
the smoking room all the time"
You're welcome to mine, PENNY. II
you'll Introduce me-" remarked Mr..
Strong.
"Or mine--or mine" came from two
Of the others, same condition. Penn
broke"
Mrs. Lawton Is a widow and wishes
to travel quietly" began Mr.. Penn
broke, stiffly, "of course if"
Mrs. Lawton" exclaimed one of the
men. Why. 1 thought her face was
very familiar. I've met her"
go way back I'm the smoker and
have seat. Penny" remarked Mr.
Strong. You are relieved of all re-
sponsiblity."
From frail birch-bark canoe i'm the
middle Of an Adirondack lake a man
and woman were observing a soul
Inspiring sunset. The western END Of
the placid stretch Of opalescent water
was already shrouded i'm the shadows OF
the brooding hemlocks: near the oppo-
site shore. where their buoyant shallop
hung breathless on the thin brim of the
lake, the last golden rays lowered low
ingly on birth and beech shimmering
lily-padS and the wistful. upturned face
Of the woman. SOul-stealing perfumes
Of moss and fern waited outward with
the first drOwsy breathings Of the
quoting forest. and q callow moon crept
tinidly up above the treetops to look
shyly at its silver image i'm the lake
A vicious trout broke the peace upon
the waters by savage lean at a daring
ny. The thin Splash re-echoed magni-
fed appallingly, and the spirit of calm
was broken
Mr.. Pembroke dipped his flashing
BLADE and with n strong stroke sent the
canoe gliding through the lily-pads.
Where are you going?" murmured
the lady, resentful of the stir
There is n little bluff I'm here from
the top Of which we can see the noun
tains to the westward. They are worth
watching on an evening like this"
The canoe grated against the sudden
pitch OF the beach. and taking her hand
he steadied her as she stepped ashore:
still holding It, he led the way up the
short winding path. breaking back the
opposing twigs.
on the moss-grown summit they
seated themselves on PROSTATE hem
lock.
"Seer' she cried. in surprise. ''it is
growing brighter" 1t was the after
glow.
1T has been growing brighter ever
since you came" he replied i'm a strange
voice. She stole a quick look at his
face and her own glowed back at the
sunset. Then she looked down at the
lake and the color faded.
Must it grow dark again?" he asked
slowly Something in his voice hurt
her like the cry of a child.
Mr.. Pembroke looked far beyond the