The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-27

with guests. So. on Saturday night
there were extra cans Of tomatoes. and
sIrloin steak, instead Of rounds" In the
hermit's basket.
Now you have the material allegn-
tons in the case. So make way for Ro-
nance.
Evidently the hermit expected a visit
or. He carefully combed his long hair
and parted his apostolic beard, When
the 9S-cent alarm clock on stone SHELF
announced the hour OF he picked up
his gunny sacking SKINS, brushed them
carefully, gathered an oaken starr, ana
strolled slowly into the tnleh "ooos '''a'
lie had not long TO wait. Up the faint
pathway, slippery with its carpet OF
pine-needles. totled BeatriN, Youngest
and fairest of the famous Trenho!me SIS
ters She was all in blue from hat TO
canvas pumps, varying In tint from the
shade of the tlnlle OF a bluebell at day
break on a spring Saturday, to the deep s
hue of Monday morning at wnen inc
Beatlix dug her cerulean parasol deep
into the pine-needles and signed, Inc
hermit ON the g: t, removed move dsi1ed gTass
foot with the big toe Of his other one.
She olued-and almost, ,starched ana
roned hinl-with her cobalt eyes, -.
at must be so nice, she said IN NJ
and have ladies CLIMB mountains 10 Tam
The hermit folded his arms and and
leaned against a tree. eeatri%; M %itI u
pine-needles like a bluebird upon her
nest The hermit followed suit; drawing
his feet rather awltwardly under MS
gunny- sacking,
aTf must be nice TO be a mountain,
said he. with ponderous lightness and
have angels in blue climb up you instead
of flying over you.
Mamma had neuralgia, said Beatr1H,
"and went 10 bed, or ] couldn't have
old inn. But We hadn't the money TO
go anywhere else this summer ..1
Last night" said the hermit ~
us. ! could see the lights OF the inn and
hear a strain or two OF the music when
the wind was right. ] imagined you
moving gracefully in the arms OF others os
the fra GRANGE OF flowers; Think how
lonely I must have beenr
The youngest and handsomest. and
poorest of the famous Trenholme Sis
You haven't quite hit it," she said. aid,
al the arms OF another Mamma had
one OF her periodical ,ats attacks OF shnmI The%
hour with that horrid old liniment.
hope you didn't think that smeled
like flowers You know. there were some
West Point boys and yachtload of
young men from the city at last even
ing's weekly dance. I've known mamma
to sit by an open window for three hours
with one-half OF her registering so DE,
grees and the other half frostbltten, and
never sueeze once. But just let bunch
of inel!gibes come around where I am,
and she'll begin 10 swell at the knuckles
and Shrek with pain. And | have 10
take her TO her room and rub her arms.
To see mamma dressed you'd be surprised
to know the number OF square inches OF
surface there are 10 her arms. J thlnk
II must be delightful to be a hermit
That-cassock-or eabardine, isn't it,
that you wear is so becoming. DO you
make it-or them-of course you must
have changes-yourself? And what a
blessed relief it must be 10 wear sandals
instead OF shoes Think how we must
suffer-no matter how small | buy my
shoes they always pinch my toes. Oh, |
why can't there he lady hermits, tool
The beautifuest and most adolescent
Trenholme sister extended two slender
blue ankles that ended III two enormous
blue silk bows that almost concealed two
fairy oXfords, also OF one OF the forty
seven shades Of blue. The hermit, a II
action, drew his bare toes farther be-
meath his gunny- sacking.
II have heard about the romance OF
your life" said Miss Trenholme. softly.
"They have It printed on the back Of
the menu card at the Inn. Was she very
beautiful and charming?"
"On the bills of fare!" muttered the
hermit; but what do I care for the
worlds bab6e? Yes, she was of the
highest and grandest type. Then" ne
continued, then / thought the world
could never contain another equal to
her. So | forsoolS it and repaired 10
this mountain fastness to spend the re-
mainder Of my life sIone-to devote and
dedicate my remaining years TO her
memory"
- absolutely grand ! think a herm!t's
no dressing for dinner-how I'd like TO
be one! But there's no such luck for
me, me. II ! don't marry this season I
honestly believe mamma Will force me
into settlement work or trimming hats,
1t Isn't because I'm getting old or ugly.
put we haven't enough money left to
put In at any Of the swell places any
more And don't want to marry-un-
less IT'S somebody T like. That's why
"a Ike 10 be hermit Hermits don't
ever marry, DO they?'
when they've found the right one
But they're hermits." said the young
est and beautifulest, because they've
iost the right one. aren't they?"
Because they think they have" an
swered the recluse, iatuousiy wisdom
comes to one in a mountain cave as well
as 10 ono in the world OF 'swells,' as r
peneye they are called In the argot"
When one OF the swells' brings II
TO tnem" said Miss Trenliolme "And
my folks are swells. That's the
trouble. But there are so many swells
az the seashore in the summer time tha
we hardly amount to more than ripples
80 we've had 10 put ali our money into
rlFer ana harbor appropria lions. We
We're al girls, you know. There were
I0ur IG OF us I'm the only surviving one.
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