The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-03-06

Francis and l." she nurrnured.
gasP sR,,,
saved everything. all the feeling go badly,
and the talk, and everything. Ersncjs
ana wanted to go off in the automobIje
snts,a sitf afternoon !. and get married then. and
10 mind a bit after it's all oyar@thn
r,,a nos sses 'nane such fuss about Lucy's
saarryins aars . tnat widower and now nobody
says word about 1t. She comes To SIM,
daX-night tea with his children.
H9t you didn't eiope. my darling
sale Mrs; Madison. searching for the one
..E .E[ancis thought you might mind.-
That was very right OF Francis"
And he was afraid the car wouId
orsak ora GO down; ne ne had TO take it to the gar
oh! dear" sighed the poor mother
It. II was only after, Tina seemed to be
asIeep mat she stole down stairs again
10 crop into an uneasy slumber hcrseIf
Inis battle was going to be a long and
weary fray A
They were all down unusually early TO
breakfast but Tina -
Don't waken Miss Tina" Mrs. Mali
son warned the maid.
sure. she's not In the house, n1a.an."
Bridget said as how Mss Mss 1ina irDSgIanS; siinnsd
Out at 8 O'Clock this morning; she CANA
doWn the stairs tlp-toe In her new gray
wint" '''e quincy CIT sne
1T, 1t had happened then. al-cady-the
mad gone: Mrs. Madison whispered tho
the words. Other peoples daughters had
! deceived them and done this thing-she
nsa nsa as, lelt shamed for thern-but hsrs!
ope lne roo room rsn,. went around with her, some
the scared faces Of Annette ard frIinor
Sls DSSndins over her-the moments seemed
| IKE dreary years as they passed
| The square. marble-pillarod clock. In
tes t oia a,ieshioned glass case on the rnan-
tel, ch!med eight musicaIly as Tina caruo
INTO liat, the room Her blue. hat with It's
her rumpled hair. and the new gray guis
was wrinkled and spotted with clay from
an I,r enormous pot Of daisies husged tight-
on .he white cloth OF the breakfast 70 Die.
| and leaned back, painting, against the
mahogany s.deboard, laden with its tall
the hes Ies light from eoo the parting OF
! and held her In lis shining embrace.
i didn't know that was going TO DO
SO 50 heavy, The trolleys were SO slow,
| so fond OF them
Her eyes took swift tally Of tho group.
uaheeolng Of their exclamations. please
leave the room, Emma" she went on
! speaking with a defiant hardness broken
now and then by an odd, piteous littlo
| catch In her young voice.
| I suppose you thought I'd elopod I
promise. You know. that 1 won't; I
won't get married until you and daddy
say ! can; IN wait forever II you say
ings. But III never be happy at hone
any more. and I'll never cere for any
body here. / may act. as II I cared. but
as he cares for me-" The wind from
some far source seemed to shake hor
with its ruthless power. you think I'm
really am SO that 1 don't know how to
| tell you what meen-to tell you so that
you'll understand. When I'm with Fran
els he doesn't need to speak. he doesn't
| SO happy" Her voice had changed to
| the exquisite cadence Of love, ITS my
| own life And whether I'm glad or sorry.
be with him anyway-I want to be with
him II 1 die for It'll"
She stepped past the weeping sisters
mother, to hide her bright head upon
| her mothers breast. to reach her young
arms up to clasp around her mothers
| neck as she whispered.
| "Oh, mother-mother. you ought to
know."
at certainly was a beautiful weddingI'
Little Miss Ward was calling once more
at the Malison's. her voice was earnestly
kind, How lovely Miss Annette and Miss
Elinor looked. never saw girls keep
their looks so well! And Miss Einor
engaged too. at last, every one was so
| surprised at Miss Tna's getting married
so soon. Mr.. Franshawe seemed very
| happy. l shouldn't wonder ii there really
| was more TO him than people think; he
| shook my hand so-cordlally, It's little
| lame yet. And as for the bride" Miss
| Ward lowered her voice tenderly-"Well
Mrs. Grandson said when she saw that
childs sweet young face going up the
aisle, there was something so pathetic
about 1t that she just broke down and
| gave up and cried. when she thought OF
| all that might be before her. Have you
| ever thought what lottery life is2'
Yes" said Mrs. Madison. She had
| indeed, For good or for evil the portion
| Of the youngest was Tina's, She had
! had, as always. her own way.