The Ogden standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1902-1910, 1910-06-18

| II III udd once Dccn 4 llSnlunIbIc street. ana IL
still a Genee street Old Mr. Jonvers
who still clung It, remembered the time
when the Governor the State dwelt directly
from what was Mrs LarknS boarding house IN these
decadeut days
Nj. Jnnvers was Mrs Larkins oldest lodgcr. and
Mrs Larkins' house WAS great house-one Of
the show places of the quiet strcct-but which had
fallen bctmcs with it. \ green and oingInG vine
made desperate attempts clothe the rusty front
md sent a single slender endril into the third floor
front ballroom where Mr.. Janvers much Of the
time and thought of tue days when he had the
Governor come from hls house across the way
Sometimes the old man sat there alone and dozed in
the warm sunshine At other times Paul Craver
came and talked with him. Paul Craver had much
time for conversation lie was illustrator and he
could have doubled his output without being pressed
for time Moreover, he close at hand, being the
occupant of the Tiny room at the of the hall.
The two were the only occupants Of that aoor-ot
least until the girl who called herself Rhoda Clark
came and took the big room with the Opcn fire that
faced the rear yard. Mr. Janycrs rarely dclved into
his personal history and Paul Craver too bfndly
optimistic about future to a rap about has
beens. Rhoda told little OF herself but that
common rusc Of Young at Mrs. Larkins' who
wished TO attrnct the attention of the young
the boarding house
Ebcda fumbled for a moment with her latch key.
II wns dark in the entry for her, and she-tred and
dlsconsolate The ball also dark to her ard She
wondered what it would be like Il one had always
10 .ropc blindIy in Then she grew dlscour-
aged once ngaln, Just door shot open and mid a
path of yellow light into the gloomy hnll-a path
blocked by the figure OF Paul Craver
Late tonight again. Well fine YOU for sticking
at the office this way he laughed.
She caught the infection OF his courage.
81 was not out Of 1t until six. l took extra
hour this to go up town"
The laughter went out Of his voice
You're not WELL he scolded, and overtaXmg
yourself MI the while 1t would be better If you
would let that noon shopping go"
The truth tried press itself to her lips but she
was II cool one -Rhoda CInrk-and she realized that
It was best that Paul Craver should not lnow-not
lust vet she thanked him his seedlings and
passed into her own She lighted the gas That
narcd beside her mirror and caught single glimpse
or white tired face, 1t scared her She tore The
pins out OF her hat. sent it spinning into chair and
threw herself the chair crying as if her very
b.art would break She but q girl. after MI.
Size was hut girl and she could not forget Try
rs She might she could forget what that big,
cross blacl-hcardcd man up in Congress street had
told her that day Six nonths-an eternity to come.
Six n"uhs and hcu-iben--thc endless night
Paul Crayer wondered il he heard that good fellow
the pcttconts In the room, and he might have
almost broken IN upon her-n his impusve way
He trying To fashion u carooD-an awfully good
tbtu@-'in the Worlds n Stage"-globe floating i'll
the clouds. scanuy dressed lady piroucttmg aoEt
npon II, row OF footllght shields and musicians
heads In the foresround-aud he was chucklng he
dabbcd with his brushcs--chuclslDg iii he heard
Rhodn crying in her lonely room. recalled her white
foco-and then he sworc and threw his brushes In the
corner
If be- dared. II he only understood