The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-05-02
BY CYRUS TOWNSEND BRADY
Copyright, 1909, by W. C. Chapman.)
Copyright In Great BritaInj


her, she contrastcd The conduct of Tho
present with the conduct of the past
She coutrastcd tho actions and char
acfcriSticS Of this, what the world
. would call. halfnaked savage, with the
brutal vulearitv of the fine specimen
of modern civilization with which she
had gone awav. And even in her shame
at the recollection She rXultcd. This
was indeed Il man. When the great
passion did come in full flood INTO her
heart, she loved she realized, worthilv.
And was she worthy of him2 Aye. but
for that, worthy of any man. She was
too clear headed TO convict herself Of
moral obliquity, but there was in her =
sense-and IL had never been so keen
and so powerful and so penetrating as
at this moment when She lovcd-of per-
sonal pollution which by hard fortune.
little Of thc blame being hers, she had
TO suffer under. She mxuriatcd in her
consciousness of his qualities. in his love
Of her in her love for him. but ms he
! suffered so. too. did she. His suffering
was Of the present. hers was of the
past. Which is the worse the more un-
! cndurabc. is a question 10 which no
solution is apparent. Yet hers was the
harder case in tho particular instance,
for hers was filed with shame and
dread and his was only bcgot by Il
prayer that he might not FORGET his man
! hood.
They stood i'm ono part of their wan.
| derings before the door of what had
! been her cave. Hand in hand they
! looked down upon the heap of rocks
| that he had torn away, 1t was moth
] lug 10 him; To her it was incredible.
| She could better estimate what human
strength was capable of than he. She
had standards of comparison which he
lacked,
fIt cannot he possible that YOU lifted
that boulder and that ono. alone?p she
said. gazing AT him wondcringly.
AT that moment, TO release you, [
could have torn the rock asundcr,' ne
cried, throwing out his arms in mag.
nifIcent gesture Of strength and force.
She caught his hand with her own
aud once more pressed her lips within
his palm
- don T know how to say how much
| love you, She cried.
Say that YOU will try to care as
much for me as | do for YOU and I will
be CONTENT he answered.
And so there was pretty rivalry
between them as to which loved the
more, In the midst of the strife OF
tongues. the woman spoke She could
not keep away from the subject
You love me, - she said at last. "be.
cause you think me more than 7 am.
because she ran on in spite of his
protesting gesture, checking his deny.
ing word. because you have seen no
other woman, because
q viii not hear another word. - he
cried. finding voice at last and stop
ping her. q know not woman or man |
save as / know YOU and myself. save
as you have taught me by the women |
OF whom You have read me in that |
single book we have. the women OF |
whom YOU have told me who have |
played their parts in the world All of !
them together are not like Won -
That is because | am alive and
here and they are dead and away -
- II they all stood here by me on the
SAND, If all their eXccIlcncies and vir-
tues were centered upon one and She
stood by YOU on the sand. my heart
would turn TO YOU. II isn't because
you are beautiful. You are beautiful.
are You not?''
Poor man, he had no standards Of
comparison, only the instinct for the
lovely
''Men said so. =" she answered smu.
ing at him and blushing in confusion,
Men - he cried. "What men-->
will tell You tomorrow.
She sighed deeply at the thought Of
the revelation.
Well then, he continued. cit ism Z
because you are beautiful, or because
You arc wise, or because you arc
learned, or because YOU are kind; it is
because You are You that | love you -
And If / were none of these
thingsl'
y would love YOU Just the same. -
But am not what YOU think me
in some ways
- could never think highly enough
..nn l.S
No, no. it isn't that. When [ tell
She stopped and looked at him, pal
ing. After all the greater test was
to come then. '.To err, - she rcmem.
bered the ancient Latin proverb, twas
human; to forgive, divine" Would
nc be human or divine in this trial,
Had she so trained him that he could
forgive the unforgIvablc' In more
ways than one her happiness depended
upon what would be his course. If
nc forgave her aud condoned her fault,
their love could have free course il
ever opportunity for bcnson upon il
But and If he followed the
common course of men, not only would
any future union between them on
.he only terms TO which she could con
sent be impossible. but he would kill
her heart, her trust in man-sometimcs
Nothing, nothing he repeated
that You could tell me would make
my difference
So lovers have protested. she re.
,alIcd, since time and the world began.
And yet things told have made differ.
'nces. What would it do for their fu.
Ire, this revelation Of the morrow?
And again she realized that the test.
I she herself were compelled TO make
t. would be not exactly fair. for She
Fould be Ut once prosecuting attorney,
ldNocatc for the defense. even in some
phase the passcr of Judgment. She
would be the criminal and the world
o hlm, 1T would hardly be possible
or him TO arrive at a correct view and
.omc to determination unbiased and
rec. IT she could have TRANSPORTED
nm by some magic power among tho
ulidren OF men, and with them for
'udltory have told her story. Tho lost
you'd he true one, Whar he would
10 then after having heard the world :
'olces, the world Is appeals, the. world =
hoekcfIes, would truly determine what
,e was and III no other way could that