The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1907-03-03

sight Her appeal to him had been
| subtlest flattery, but q strong man S
strong love had been added TO it and
II only she would give him chance, he
would end his own suspense. Mary s in
tolerable sufferings, and his aunt S long
reign forever. But she did not so en-
! courage him; inside the house again all
her fear of Betha had returned, aud
! with NJ the torturng thought that she
was causing disturbance in a peaceful
| household. II distressed her TO observe
that the servants were. not too cautious
ly, taking her side and paying court to
her in n hundred little ways and as this
| must be maddcning to her aunt, she
! lived IN momentary dread of a terrible
explosion.
Then suddenly Bethia changed her
tactics, became conciliatory apologetic,
and most extrayagantly kind The ira
yelling draper received orders for fucry
that amazed him, and Bethia's S latest
fad for shopping by post brought Con
s1gnments of expensive jackets, cos
tunes, etc, which awOke all the woman
in her one moment, and set her protest
ing earnestly the next. Had she known,
poor soul, that Betha. mastered at last,
was now turning her attention 10 the
accomplishments of her designs with
Ben for bridegroom, instead of Bob
Hallatt her misery would have been
complete
The fortnightly market day came
round again and Ben after carefully
studying all the weather signs and
glasses in the evident hope that they
might give him IN excuse for remain
ing at home, had whispered c0nsulta-
tion with Jane Ann. the leading domes-
tic, and then hurried off 10 town. Mary
saw him go with sinking heart, as well
she might, for before Ben was fairly
round the Witchbarrow Lizzie Hallatt
appeared on the scene, Mary was in
vlted into the seldom used parlor, and
then for over an hour Lizzie and Bethia
poured out the walls of their wrath up
on the unlucky girl, She escaped from
them at last, fleeing like wounded
pigeon from the hungry hawks and
took refuge in her own room.
Lying there on her bed crushed with
despair and shame, with every oppro-
fling at each other still ringing in her
ears, Mary heartily wished she were
with her buried parents; and after
and struggling for hours came
to the desperate resolve of escape. She
knew little of the world, had heard
much of its harsh pitllessness, but
death itself had become preferable to
life at Boskill. A few glances round
at the window, the trees in the orchard
outside, and the distance to the ground
satisfied her; and then she heard the
sound of horse g hoofs and went TO the
far corner of the window to peep. She
could see Nance coming into the fold
yard smoking hot and evidently great
ly disgusted at the unprecedented hur-
ry of the homeward journey, The sound
Of Ben S voice brought a gush of weak
tears. and hastily brushing her hair
and laving her hot face in the basin
she went down TO face things out for a
few short hours longer Bethia was
more fussy and gushing than ever. and 7
called her Honey, and "Joy," and |
BARN., until even the quiet Ben he
gan TO look suspicious.
II seemed a long evening; Ben sit.
ting between the wide opened window
and the fireplace, with his inseparable I
long pipe for the most part uniighted,
his "cousin' - with hungry,
anxious eyes, which he could not evade,
Those quiet eyes, in fact, seemed 10 get
upon her nerves and follow her every
movement. and it was only when, half
IN hour earlier than her usual hour, she
escaped to her own room that she
leased to feel their haunting power.
The house gradually became quiet,