Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1914-02-13

why we're all heads turned Indifferent
| ly from the works, and why we're the
works themselves in full blast?
These questions he may have asked
ton was entirely centered on the
house he saw before him and on the
| possible developments awaiting him
there Nothing else mattered. Brisk
ly he stepped out along the sandy
road. and after turn or two which
led him quite away from the works
and it's surrounding buildings, he
came out upon the highway and this
house.
II was low and unpretentious one.
and had but one distinguishing fea-
ture. The porch which hung we'll over
the doorstep was unique In shape and
gave an air OF picturesqueness to an
otherwise simple exterior; pic
| turesqueness which was much en-
HANGED In its effort by the background
OF illlmitable forest, which united the
foreground Of this pleasing picture
with the great chain of hills which
held the works and town In its ample
basin.
As he approached the doorstep. his
mind involuntarily formed an anticip-
atory image of the child whose first
stitches in embroidery were like a
fairy's weaving to the strong man who
worked In ore and possibly figured out
bridges. That she would prove to be
of the ancient type. common among
working girls gifted with an magma
ton they have but scant opportunity
to exercise, he had little doubt.
He was therefore greatly taken
sback, when at his first step upon the
porch, the door before him few open
and he beheld In the dark recess be-
yond young woman OF such bright
and blooming beauty that he hardly
noticed her expression Of extreme
anxiety, till she lifted her hand and
laid an adnonitory finger softly on
her lip:
"Hush!" she whispered. with an
earnestness which reused him from
his absorption and restored him to the
full meaning OF this encounter. There
is sickness in the house and we are
lyery. xiousl--Is-y car errand an I'm
portant oneY II not" The falter-
ing break In the fresh, young voice.
the look she cast behind her into the
darkened interior, we're eloquent with
the hope that he would recognize her
Impotence and pass on.
And so he might have done-so he
would have done under all ordinary
circumstances. But II this was Doris
and he did not doubt the fact after
that first moment OF startled surprise
how dare he forego this opportunity
of settling the question which had
brought him here.
With a slight stammer but other
wise giving no evidence of the effect
made upon him by the passionate In
tensity with which she had urged this
plea. he assured her that his errand
was important, but one 30 quickly
told that It would delay her but mo
ment. But nrst," said he, with very
natural caution, "let me make sure
that II Is to Miss Doris Scott l am
, speaking. My errand is to her and
her only"
without showing any surprise, per
haps too engrossed in her owr
; thoughts TO feel any, she answered
with simple directness, Yes, an
Doris Scott" Whereupon he became
his most persuasive self. and pulling
out folded paper from his pocket
! opened it and held 1t before her, with
these words:
Then will you be so good as tC
glance at this letter and tell me II the
person whose initials you will find al
) the bottom happens to be in town al
r the present moment?"
In some establishment now, she
glanced down at the sheet thus boldly
thrust before her, and recognizing the
o and the b of a wellknown sigma
ture, she flashed look back at Sweet
water in which he read a confusion o
emotions for which he was hardly pre-
; pared.
+ "Ah," thought he, ITS coming. II
! another moment | shall hear wha
will repay me for the trials and disap
4 pointments OF all these months"
d But the moment passed and he haC
e heard nothing Instead, she dropped
@ her hands from the door-jamb ant
h gave such unmistakable evidences o
intended fight. that but one alterna
d tive remained to him; he became ab
s rupt.
o Trusting the paper still nearer, h
l. said, with an emphasis which coul'
n not fail of making an impression
8 Read II. Read the whole letter. Yo'
l, viii find your name there. This com
d muncation was addressed to Mis-
y Challoner, but"
d Oh now she found words! With
e low cry, she put out her hand in quicl
8 entreaty, begging him to desist AM
IS not speak that name on any pretex
0. or for arg purpose. He may rous
It and hearl she explained, with anoth
Il err quick look behind her. "The doc
h tor says that this is the critical day
T. He may become conscious any min
d ute. II hi should and were to hea
y. that nams 1t might kill him"
K "He!" kSweetwater perked up hi
N ears. WHO do Won mean by her,