The Ogden standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1902-1910, 1909-08-14

IoFihwnh ne approached the fence with confidence
and graceful appearance OF eaCcrncss
HaSscl lives ?" ~ 'oH1
Jane lifted her face, pink as her gown and then She
Yes, she said. Her heart beat so that she could saw
Why then this" Rudolph claimed with smile
must be Jane Hasscll"
Yes, Mr. Victor" said Jane, simply I'm so glad
Indeed. | remember you" Rudolph assured her cra
cously May come in"
In RudolphS ten Years OF art study in New York and
abroad he had not found time come back 10 the
little town whose Great House OIL the hill had been
his home For his mother had lived abroad also. and
their return now was simply to give attention 10 the
" But you" Rudolph asked Jane little pityingly,
YOU nave been living here all these years."
Yes, anc SAID; ! have been almost nowhere.
Father and have lived here quietly with his books and
my flowers
III is wonderful old garden" said Rudolph. rather
admrng 1t And because ii was a delight TO watch her
color Teappear with each question Rudolph added
sit2 sit ''''' patronage ""efe DO yo" like best to
Jane tried to remember but she could hardly think
all for the surging of her heart She had seen Ru-
doPh only once before his return and then he had
not seen her; but that time had strange little voices
She had been leaving shop when he had handed his
mother from her carriage Look. mother. She had
heard him say in his tired voice at the West Hills
Their outline is almost straight line Wonderful"
Early III the morning, Jane said, shyly, when the
IS just up. ! always stay there by the holly
hooks There something about the way the shadows
arc that makes me pretend | am little girl And
then
She stopped in confusion and looked appeaingly at
Rudolph to if he were laughing
:" And then, repeated Rudolph. with polite interest
watching the color creep down her throat She lost the
patronage in his tone in the feeling that she must
herself TO this man. who could dream that she,
knew and loved the West Hills, and all the beauty that
he had learned to love.
Have you been very lonely" asked Rudolph laying
down her book without comment.
Don't you sce2" said Jane, turning 10 him with
sudden passionate eagerncss I've no ono IN the world
to whom would talk of-thcsc things-any more than
| would let them me cry. Think OF all the people
whom you k,low-whom you must know-and imagine
having nobody
of friends and acQuaintanccs-arts dcbutanteS models
cubmcn. and few stray literary flashlights
he gradually, by the help of James mute Imagination
oonjurcd up goody company OF brilliant suggestive
responsive minds to be for the moment cut ot from
whom, he heavcd sudden sigh
Yes" he said and believed in the company, Minerva
born. for that instant
I've got father" said Jane Father loves his books.
but he loves the logic and science andand all the
machinery of beautiful things rather than beauty itself
Rudolph laughed dcightcdy. Here was the artistic
nature, indeed, and was, 1t so rarely ls' uncon-
Presently, when he remembered to ask it, she took
him to the other garden bookshelycs There was ono
behind the holyhockS Bricks had been struck out OF
the wall and the aperture lined with thin boards and
filled with wcl-worn volumes and the hoIIyhoeks kept
Fxouisitc" he said; al fancy [ could work in some
delicious such this. am very sensitive TO at
mospherc' ,..,
naIycly Then ! do what St Guido did wait Tor the
magic TO begin but I never have known what was
"Tel me what the magic is sometimes Rudolph
asked sitting beside her the old stone bench
Well sometimes" said Jane, - ! pretend that am
ono Of the little dryads there come TO e And uen
talk 10 the other dryads left there, lonely IN the stone
and I tell them how much more wonderful IT IS 10 be
alive than lust an immortal dryad. And sometimes, !
pretend that one OF the naHas o I[ N:eo 1d 10 talks M to ~ me
Rudolph rested his along tho bench and droPped
his head in his hand The stone bench he White Pni9N
yyb.t charming picture they must make in the warm
Juno afternoon and how well their talk hed the PIC
turc, he thought, in vast content - +, .,.d
And what IS the magic OF the mornings hV "9NN
softly 49, .;,,..
have nv breakfast in the arbor 1t IS very early out t
roses have been long awake. iS morning d ple
rose nodded right my glass OF cream and II IA aiF}
was asleep in she fell ont and was drowpSn @in
drank her up. That magic enough surrey II,
III ! bring my share OF magic he sa'd imPul5lnr5l,
may come 10 b[Sakas ,.g e 56e ITDo' doubtu do iS yS
"Thc very incest time" declared Rudolph without
All" he applauded himself as he idled back TO TN IN
Great House half an hour later, what happy suoJe0
am l. 10 be sure to the great god Whm. -. -,
.vclov afcrnoons and still twighs found Jane ant
Rudolph IN The garden and found Jane wonderfully con
tent And Rudolph found the days posses&sSo SEQ ., @
sweetness which he had almost forgotten that nc eou @
enjoy Though in reality Middleton was OF no uol uol
interest to HIM than the tin soldiers ana hoo1y.n ;
associations which sentimcually again. he enjoyed re
ncwing. Moreover his mother an eNQul'Nc O.S M -, ~ 80
norccl9ir found great content staying on IN inc Scd
house to wbich she had come as bride Aftsr the per
and apartments OF Paris where sue nSu % how
ever. her old home filled her with delight II was. was
beautiful old home but conventonaly 'ne E,I
house Of every village that suspected II OF Deis
tradition and no, made Of mere boards ana mori4 i
Madame Victor herself walking IN It. gardens g,;o III ,o m
white cashmere morning gowns. was Ike tr9dti9i; .o
And as his delight in Jane decpcrcd, Rudolph did II,
speak 10 his mother Of departure. So their week
tended stay heightened, 60, 49,
No wonder that Madame Victor. IN her white norm mn
gown, often walked alone IN The garden oi n,I @ e,0
house No wonder that Judge llassel looking throus
the blowing curtains OF his shaded library ara 5ecn W
the two figures the path to the sun-diaI sighed al