The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-19
TRIBUNE, MORNING, 49,


thing lower. For him, that part OF life
WAS forever done.
| SO he grit UP his Will, went back TO
! his law office and the old ways Of liv.
| ing, and tried not 70 SEQ the weary diff.
ference that there was in the world.
The only thing TO believe in was oneself
and ones work. He bent his mind TO
his work with doggcd resolution; and he
| could only gToan over his weakness
when he found. us happened more than
once, that the hands of the clock had
Travelled far while he must have been
| staring through The printed page before
! him into space where a girl with A face
OF hurt pride looked out at him, crying,
ellis life--his heartbrcak You think
only of him.
One night his artificial composurc
broke beneath him. II might have been
the utter WEAKNESS of his struggle, or
1T might have been the bald sentiment
Of the tune which the hurdygurdy on
the corner WAS grinding out. As he
listened, the love he had denied swept
| over him. With every rcpressed throb
of his brain. with every beat of his
heart, he cried out for her. lie bent
his head upon his hands and the hours
swept on to the gray dawn before he
lifted his face.
But when tho weakness of the dark
hours, had yielded TO tho accustomed
poisc of day, he nailed his heart again
upon the cross of his will. He had givon
her his entire and unqucstioning faith.
and all the time shc had beeu some
thing different from what she had
seemed. His soul had knclt III homage
before her as IN ideal. and all the
fine she was the unknown coquettc who
had triflcd with Warwick s faith and
wrecked the life Of that dear com
radc.
However, to cast his heart. he filed
out a telegraph blank: % May 7 come -
This he signed with his initials and
locked into a private drawer in his
desk Each morning when he came
down 10 the office, he unlocked the
drawer and looked al the waiting mes.
sage,
seemed TO ask, with Il jlutter Of eager
ness.
And with stern denial he answered: ::
No, What you really stand for is,
May come and patch up hollow pre-
tense between us i'll place of the truth
that is gone!' No, YOU shall not 90
today He snapped the drawer shut
and took up his work.
Sometimes he looked at the calendar
aud tricd TO multiply the strain Of the
weeks that had gone by the weeks,
months. wears, that lay ahead. How
long could he keep jt up9
Then one day client asked HIM 10
look after some matters III Richmond.
The name startled him He said he
would think it over. but on the instant
his unlcashcd imagination ran ahead of
his thoughts and pictured their possible
meeting IN Il hundrcd different ways.
Suppose he should see her in a crowd
on The strcet-at the theatcr-alonc and
face TO face?
suppose, suppose, suppose, But, in
any case, what was there 10 say? Not
to sec her. or 10 see her and speak as
chance acQuaintanccs-eithcr would be
intolcrablc. II would be better not to
go TO Richmond.
But he took the first train posi-,
BILE
And at the first possible moment he
walked up the street where Virginia
lived. and identified the house by its
number. lie came 70 sudden stop
on discovering that it was closed and
deserted. OF all the possibilities he
had canvasscd in his mind, that one
had not occurred to him \ passing
letter carrier gave Il direction TO his
whirling thoughts.
''Givc me the address, please, TO
which letters for the Jackson family
arc forwarded he said quickly, TAX
ing out his pencil and memorandum
book
And the man gave it before he had
time to remember the postal rules ap.
plicable TO such requests. The address
was New York hotel.
Norton had business in Now York.
1T was not absolutely necessary that
lit should be attended to at this par
ticular Iuomcn,-but now that he was
already away from his oficc-in short
nc found himself on his way 10 New
York before he had quite formulated
reasons for going. A power outside OF
himself was carrying him forward.
But in New York he found that they
had sailed the dav before for Antwerp.
He told himself that settled the mat
ter. Virginia had gone completely out
of his life. He filled the days with n
rush of business and Jeff himself no
Idle time for broodjug. IL had. there