The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-06-26

IL really wrong not TO do II. You need
the trip more than I do 1 thought so
as looked at you a while ago. and here
we go on. year after year. until by and
by we won't care anything about 1t. nor
enough to pay for this trip. and buy them
home"
But John Chatwood shook his head.
IF we sell any, well sell all, Mary. The
collection Is about complete as It stands,
and 1T wouldn't do to break 1t. You're
take it. Iii drop into Kinslcy's auction
the sale for next week"
And then. all at once, Mary Chetwood
was In his arms, crying and sobbing on
his shoulders, declaring that he was the
best man In the world, and that he
shouldn't do any such thing-not for her
And, OF course. this made John Chat
wood all the more firm IN his good re-
solve, though Mary in all honesty had
less happy to know that they were really
going. She consoied herself with the
thought that John would be glad. too
was at Kinsley's bright and early next
morning and the sale OF the Chatwood
cages was announced in the evening
paper.
During the week that intervened Mary
tions for their voyage. There were a
good many things, to get ready. and it
Kept Hcr pussy She desired most gSpe-
cially to buy some nice Christmas present
for John-somcthing that would cheer
him. Their first morning at sea would
be Christmas morning. She had read
wonderful day of surprises. holly and
mlstletoe and bowls of good things. with
grand ball and revelry under the sway
Ing lamps at evening. She had made this
picture n part OF her dream and she
wanted to surprise John with something
that would cause him TO be happy and
of, the things he cared for most were
being sacrificed for her sake, she became
feverishly anxious to buy something, or
do something, or be something. that John
would appreciate beyond words.
She had all sorts OF impulses. She even
contemplated selling some piece OF jew
clry and buying back in secret the rare
Delft cage, to produce 1T suddenly on
their first morning out. She reflected
however. that this could be no moro than
g; sad reminder-an aggraVation rather
would be frail and inconvenient piece
OF baggage later on. She grew almost
morbid amid these reflections. even re-
pentant at times and remorsefuf. II took
daily renewal OF purpose, With constant
justification and the rehardening Of a
very feminine heart that had no inclina-
tion to become hard, or once hardened,
TO remain SO. In order To avoid complete
surrender at tho eleventh hour.
AS for John Chatwood, he was about
as cheerful as martyrs arc likely to be.
DuTiDG lDe uay ne ASSOHc0 what WIS
doubtless intended to be bustling air,
and catalosued and recatalogued the
doomed cages--a labor that seemed UNI
necessary inasnluch AS he had done all
this at least twice before. lf he weak
oned he did not give evidence OF IL In
words. Al times the thought that his
treasures might go for little or nothing
filled him with q sickening dread. More
than once he was tempted to treat with
Mary with the View of buying them back.
in event Of such a disaster, but he put
this idea aside as unworthy, and
hummed cheerful tunes instead, when
she was about though for some reason
they were in minor keys. Al dinner he
managed to tell at least two OF his best
old stories. and once. by some chance. he
rome mhcrcd a new ono He could not
be expected 10 do better than that. II Is
doubtful if the old martyrs themselves did
much better II Is true that his story
telling and music depressed where they
were meant 10 cheer and the shine in
Mary ChatwoodS eyes was not always
due 10 mirth or joyful anticipation. The
hardening process had to he very care
fully performed at such moments. When
the day came that the cages were 10
be removed. and she got look at Johns
face unawares: when she walked through
the library and parlor Whore no longer
homes of those silent singers OF other
DAYS and climcs. she broke down alto
gether; and when from amid the parlor
cushions she watched the loaded wagons
drive away. she had 10 rub and dab her
eyes until they were almost as rcd her
nose In order 10 sec AT all.
"Oh oh it < inst as IL tho sheriff were