The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-02-21

plain before One day every year /
come out here to the Junction. live at
| Little River, a little ways on-and set
here all day watching folks travel. It's
/ next best
The mother of seven turned slowly
and looked at the plain old face, across
| the little bridge of Lawrence. 1t had
suddenly taken on pathos; she read in
| it a lifelong yearning to see the world.
| And this one day in a crowded railway
1 junction had been her only way! 1t
must last a year.
A long express train thundered with
echoings and re-echoings into the COW
cred trainshed. There was renewed ex-
citement and confusion. An outgoing
stream of humanity met an incoming
one, and the two appeared inextrieably
| tangled. Miss Sarah's longing eyes
| turned to follow the Outrunning stream.
"Bergittal Bergitta!' The mother of
| seven sprang to her feet. This is our
/ train-quick, give me the baby, Ber-
gitta. You must get the children in line
no, you must take Lawrencei He
wakes up so slowly; il Will never do to
| wait"
"TH line up the children" interposed
/ Miss Sarah eagerly. She went about it
| in capable way, as IL she had always
| been accustomed to form little restless
| professions and marshal them to the
steps Of waiting trains. When they
were all safely lifted up she stood back,
/ a useless little old woman again. The
pleasant stir of excitement, the thrill of
| importance at being needed, the Joy of
pushing and hosting little heavy bodies
they were all past things now. But
| Miss Sarah refused to be lonely or old.
| She smiled upward at the little faces
| as they appeared at the car windows
and waved briskly back at the mother
/ of seven. When the long train drew
away she went back to Bismarck
They're gone, but there's more to
! come. There's most three hours left,
I Bismarck. Any amount o. beautiful
/ things can happen inside O. three
hours" But Miss Sarah did not know
/ it was to be one sad thing.
From the other direction a train came
/ numbering under the big shed, starting
| up the echoes again. Miss Sarah
Strengthened for action. Her morning
zeal and keen relish for travelling" had
not in the least abated. She meant to
make the most Of the three hours that
were left. And in her mind was al
ready forming a resolve-she confided
| it to Bismarck-to come hereafter
| twice a year.
Before we get too old to come at all. !"
| she said. we must make the most of
the time We can come, Bismarck. Yes.
/ yes, you too. Aren't you having a
| beautiful time? Oh. Bismarck, aren't
we having a beautiful time. It will be
so hard to go home"
But Miss Sarah did not know. She
went out on the platform to watch the
new train unload its living freight
and its tiny dead one. She saw the lit
tie box lifted carefully down, but it was
| only little box to her then. Miss
Sarah In her yearly travelings had
never come upon this phase of travel.
/ 1T was the newnesS of il that for a mer-
| ciful moment kept her ignorant Then
she saw the young mother in her black
| clothes go hurrying up toward the little
| white deal box ard refuse to leave Il.
For an instant Miss Sarah caught sight
1 of the stricken, wild young face. She
went nearer and heard the wild words:
No, no, won't gol / tell you shall
| stay with my baby Do you think
/ would have her out here aIone?"
Miss Sarah could not hear the other
| voice, but she could see the other face.
1t was mans, young and anguished.
Rest? Do you think l could rest in
there2 She was always afraid to be left
alone. I always stayed with herl II she
was your baby, would you be willing
Miss Sarah did not hear the rest of the
| poor. cTazed speech. for her eyes were
on the young mans face and she saw
that II was his baby. She saw him put
tender. forcing hands on his wife. put
ting his own sorrewing aside till there
was time for it. Miss Sarah. all the JOY