The Ogden standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1902-1910, 1910-05-14


short and mopping his forehead
In the corner OF the balcony young Aurora, lay
among the red cushions Shc SpTang up WIN glow
ing color. She was radiant
is II not rather sudden, Aurora
oh no aun,-six weeks" There touch OF
condescension about Aurora She was trying to
cxplan the A b G of love TO 4 backward old child.
Just think; he said" and the pretty color aashed
to her bright eyes that was his Inspiration Miss
Pcnrosc closed one eye and examined her canvas
"And yet you remember you SAID was commonplace
| told him that you said was commonplace, and
That was mistake on your part, child for he has
at least a great respect ior my--mnd. lie viii re-
member that remark %
1T was then that he said ! his inspiration
Aurora cried, trlumphantly while MISS fenrosc
scraped her palette
she made rasping sound with her knife, For the
poem he read last night was simply atrooious"
"Oh aunt how can youl'' Miss Penrose paced the
studio triumphantly jingng the keys in her apron
pockets Il shall certainly tell him what you SAID
Tell him, by all means!
And poets sensitive. and | wanted him to
look up you likc-a son.
Miss Pcnrosc stopped suddenly before her niece
Aurora, we Will draw the line there. Roger Lythgoe
is fyc years older than am and don't propose TO
Marry him by all means but you value his reputa-
ton don't be his inspiration Come to think OF it,
what bat arc yo" MARRYING him for anyhow
answering 4 question she had often asked herself
Besides, he adorcs me, and never cared for young
men | used to learn his poems by heart at school
the girls ravcd over them 1t will be such fun gong
back to visit them as Mrs Roger Lythgoe shall
give them all his autograph Mrs. Roger Lyhgoe-
how well it will look i card-'At home from to
10 shall go out great deal, for | shall want to
help HIM all | Roger-to think that | shall
call him Roger-mcans to stop over IN Springfield
TO sec father tIc is going tomorrow. We shall
be married in the spring, and Aurora bushed and
sparlled But wish he didn't live in California.
hate to write He says he'll need my letters for
inspiration. OF course he tells Me everything now,
and it seems that someone has been writing him
the heavenliest letters these last two years a
NOm a IC he adj 4 of
himself and fell in love with mind-fancy But,
OF course this is the end now, 1t wouldn't do for
him to raise false hopes
II do wish he were as tall as I am" Aurora con-
fesscd uncaslE "thc girls at school such to
notice"
Leave him at home. You have his name and
you take his autographs"
Aunt Aurora, sometimes think you very
sarcastic. Roger does He says that you are not
quite what he expected. He thought you would be
sadder-more poets"
Did he. irdced1'
"Hc thinks you arc little unieeling but he did
say that you don't show it in your work, and that
your illustrations to his poems two years ago were
much more beautiful than the poems He is so
generous you know" Miss Pcnrose's blue eyes grew
very soft But he was little disappointed
WAS heH and Miss Penrose recovered herself
That is you needn't" she added hastily,
The next day Aurora paced the railway platform
beside her poet 1t dnsy, dirty place with an
overwhelming aroma OF dccaycd fruit and coal dust;
the last place for the parting OF lovers. Aurora
wished that everybody could know how distinguished
short
Roger Lythgoe drew Aurora behind a., a,protcctings
baggage truck Write every day, my darlingl
am a moody man, and for my work and happiness
| shall need the hope and the faith myself that
only love brings. ! am ashamed of my folly, but
| can't tell you what those letters were to me these
last two years. And an absolute stranger child
What shall not expect from you. my life. my love,
my hope OF HeaYS1' n, He crushed her fingers IN a
by!' and he pressed her hand to his lips and tore
himself away.
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her hands
He thrust his head out of the window, and the
sunlight was reflected from his spcctaclcs and made
Someone spoke to her. She tried to look mclan-
eholy-she felt she ought to 1t was one of the
You arc Miss Miss Penrose.' he said smiling. "I am
Robert Merton My sisters called on yor. but
you weren't in"
II have been much engaged lately Aurora said
with elderly aifability.
'Yes, with that old gentleman
That gentleman and she ignored the offensive
adjective, is Mr.. Roger Lythgoc-Rogcr Lythgoe.
'By Jove you don't say so! l remember learning
his pieces by heart when quite little shaver,
and getting spanked when couldn't remember EN-.
So that's Roger LythgoeS But l say Miss Pcnrose,
will you play tennis this aftcrnoon?"
Eyes, will play" she said, very soberly, to balance
the confession, and 9he felt little guilty because
he stroled home beside her.
Her aunt was the balcony; there was dreary
look in her blue eyes and she sighed. The slam OF
the front door and two young voices reused her;
then Aurora burst into the room brcathlcss and
eager. The young man was patiently waiting down
stairs
And SO your dear poet has gone, my child" and
she drew her toward her And what will YOU do
now1 You must not cry your pretty eyes out"
81 going to play. tennis with the Meritons
That's what came to tell you, Aurora was breath
less-"Mr. Merton is waiting below" and she was
gone like fash
Miss Penrosc looked down again at the river 1t
so peaceful so beautiful but a pretty little nanb-
tina launch broke the silence and scootcd about ncrv-
ously
ITO como on the wings OF love and to return IN
naphtha boat" and she laughed but without nrtb
She took package Of ,E letters from under the rcd
Shall destroy them? No. why should 7, They are
from soul to a soul and both souls arc dead Oh.
s. foolish poetl am afraid you will find that il wond
: have been better to have loved old maid"
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