The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-06-28
When Age Was Victorious

Across the narrow street, paved will
cobblestones among which the gras:
sDrouted stood the old brick churcl
with It's solitary gable surmounted by {
primitive bell tower. When the bel
lolcd. Miss Penrose's abode across tht
way vlbrated, and 80 did the doughnuts
on the bakers counter underneath, Ioi
Miss Pcnrosc lived over the bakeshop.
When the rickcty depot carriage swung
up before Miss Pcnroscs house, Aurora
within II. sat looking about In speech
less rapture. Tho ancient hackmar
climbed down from his perch anc
brcathed in upon her an air OF mingled
whisky and peace
rora looked at him with such an cnSag-
ing smile that he coughed confidentlally
behind n very dirty hand and added
She do have the queerest folks come
visitin'. Ones owin' mo a quarter two
years como August. He writes poetry.
wouldn't have her know for nothn'r
and he released her. Aurora flew up the
narrow stairs.
1.-The old Aurora and the young Au-
royan' and she was held at arms length,
and the old Aurora looked at her with
critical eyes just little weary.
II wouldn't mind being old If | were
as distinguished as you are!' and young
Aurora flung her arms about her aunt.
Miss Penroso WINGED q little. $50 II
seems that I am really o,d2 / say il
over and over TO myself. but have never
quite believed it."
"1f I'm only as nice as you when I'm
For heavens sake, child, that viii
do. II only proves that an old Aurora
is absurd. | abhor the name but she
snjd gayy, kissing her niece. may you
live TO be All old Aurora OF hundred" I"
What heavenly placel" said young
Aurora, sinking into a low chair and
signing with JOY 1t Was queer, curry
Ing room with five windows full of
plants. There was n Uttered desk and
low table beside a couch, and on the
wide hearth n driftwood fire blazed with
green and scarlet and golden flames,
while tho early summer sun flickered
through the vines at the windows.
What heavenly place." young Au-
rora repeated.
wait till You see my workshop! Now
come TO your room. All. child, I'm glad
YOU have come! L need youth about. You
growing OLD"
workshop YOU could look down the wind
ing river Just past the Whitby light
house TO the ocean.
Miss Penrose proclaimed her supreme
indifference 10 the social amenities when
she moved into the old house on the wharf
with bakeshop underneath, which fla
vored the atmosphere with doughnuts.
II shall buy the house from the baker
if l can" Miss Penrose said to Aurora,
and ! mean to live here and die here.
You viii inherit II after / am cremated-
she paused in the washing OF her
brushes. She had on n long calico. paint
splashed pinnafoTe and there was a tired
look In her face. On the easel stood her
last work, a sunlit landscape with apple
trees in glorious blossom and a pool re-
necting the spring sky-and there was q
touch of chill In the splendor OF the sky.
You see. il is the youth OF the year"
she explained, 'and youth is always bit
cruel"
please DON'T
Don't what child
Talk of dying and Aurora shivered.
why not? II is the most interesting
experience in lifc-The only experiment
each makes for himself. Sometimes 1
long for the time. l am a little tired of
my own body" she said ut has stood
between me and happiness
Aurora stared at her aunt, To be tired
Of ones own body-it was beyond her.
The young Auroras body Il particu-