The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1908-11-15

gle and longing crept into the music.
Inc ghosts that haunted him clustered
together in the obscurity OF the night.
anq stood between his opening future
Through manifold variations the
music wandered till at length there
came from the followed wood an air
that was an unconscious echo hoo of n n for or
gotten wedding day-''O perfect love,
an human thought transcending. -
After the fitful medley that had spoken.
the placid cadence fell with a search.
ing pathos that throbbed painfully on
tho empty silence of the mountain.
!, Empty indeed be thought it. But
tue light breeze that shook the pine
needles had borne the sound far to an
ear that had grown tense with listen.
ing-to one on the ridge above to
whom it had sounded the supreme call
or youth and life. He did not feel
her nearer presence as she stole breath
less across the dark path, and stood
there behind him with outstretched
hands, her whole being merged III that
mute appeal
The music died, the violin slipped
from beneath his chin, the bow dropped
and his head fell on his arms. Then
he felt a touch on his shoulder and
heard the whisper: Hugh Hugh!"
his feet.
In those three words all was asked
and answered. IT did not need the
low cry with which she flung herself
on her knees beside the rough hewn
steps, or the broken sentences with
which he poured out the fear and hope
that he had battled with.
q have watched every day and lis.
tened every night" she said "I knew
that You would come-that YOU must
come backl''
'tIf had never gone. Jessica!" he
exclaimed, Then I might have seen
my father! But l didn t know"
She clasped her hands together, You
kn2w Gs nSS~IiyGu aSUoi- Sa remember sasg it-all?"
there he pointed TO the hillside
and | have guessed who it is that
lies there. I know l sinned against
him and against myself, and left m
TO die untorgiving. That is what t ie
statue said to meas he must have
SAID saidi am no more worthy to be
Ah," she cried, che knew and he
forgave you, Hugh His last thought
carved the figure there
You carved it9' he exclaimed 81 e
bent her forehead to his hands, as they
clasped her own.
'.Tbe prodigal is yourself" she
said. ''I modelled it once before when
you came back to him, in the time you
have forgotten. But I destroyed it,
the words were very low now-'Fon
my wedding day"
His hands released hers, and, looking
up, she saw, oven in the moonlight. that
with the last word his face had gone
CHASTITY white At the sight. timidity,
maidenly reserve. fell. and all the
woman in her rushed uppermost. She
lifted her arms and clasped his face.
Hugh" she cried, ''can't YOU re,
member? Don't you understand?
Think! ! was blind, dear, blind-a
white bandage was across my eyes, and
YOU came to me in a shaded room. Why
did you come TO me?''
a spark seemed to dart through his
brain, like the prickliug discharge from
q Leyden Jar. \ spot of the mental
blackness visualized, and for an instant
sprang out in outlines of red. He
smelled the odor of lasmin flowers. He
saw himself standing, facing a figure
with bandaged eyes, He saw the band.
age torn of, felt that yielding body
in his arms, heard a voice-her voice