The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-07-02

| her wings Gimme that o. tin crown
Il like ter lam il out tn winder!
| Come on. now; we go upstairs soft
sos not ter 'sturb Mis- Judith"
In the silyery.blue bedroom, she
deftly unfastened the hooks OF the
heavy satin gown and coaxed her mis-.
tress to lie on the sofa while she IN
! pinned the masses OF waving hair till
they lay In a rich surge over the
cushion. Then she brought a brush
and crouching down beside her, began
with long gentle strokes to smooth out
the silken threads. talking to her the
while In soft grooming monotone
Under these mlnistrations Shirley
lay languid and speechless, her eyes
closed The fear that had stricken
her heart by turns seemed a cold hand
pressing upon it's beating and an algid
vapor rising stealthily over H. But
her hands were hot and her eyelids
burned Finally she reused herself
Thank you. Emmaine,' she said
In tired voice, good night now: I'm
going to sleep, and you must go to
bed, too"
But alone In the warm wan dark,
Shirley lay staring open.eyed at the
ceiling. Slowly the terror was Selling
upon her, the dread, noiseless and in
tangible, folding her In the shadow OF
itS numblng wings. Was her mother
the one over whom that old duel had
nAAn fntIuht1 Che ha.r ha
cape Jessamines. Was the date of
that duel-of the death OF Sassoon---
the anniversary her mother kept?
She sat up In bed, trembling. Then
she rose, and opening the door with
caution, crept down the stair, sliding
her hot hand before her along the
cool polished banister. As she passed
through the lower hall, hound on the
porch, seeming her, stirred. thumped
his tail on the flooring, and whined.
Cropping her way to the dining-room.
she lighted candle and passed
through corridor into a low-ceiling-
ed chamber employed as a general re-
ceptacle--a glorifed garnet. as Mrs.
cambridge dubbed II.
II showed a strange assemblage! A
row OF chests, stored with winter
clothing. gave forth a clean pungent
smell OF cedar. and at one side stood
an antique spinet and worn set Of
horsehair furniture.
Shirley had turned her miserable
eyes on bookshelf along one wall
The volumes It contained had been
her fathers, and among them stood
a row ~ tones taller than their fell
lows--the bound numbers OF a county
newspaper. beginning before the war.
The back OF each was stamped with
the year. She WAS deciphering these
faded imprints. Thirty years ago"
she whispered: yes. here 1t Is"
She set down tho candle and
dragged out one OF the huge leather
backs. Staggering under the weight,
she rested It's edge on the table and
began feverishly to turn the pages, her
eye on the date line. She stopped
presently with quick breath--she
had reached May 18th The year was
that OF the duel: the date was the day
following tho jessamine anniversary.
Fearfully her eye ovcrran the columns.
Then suddenly she put her open
hand on the page as though to blot
out the words, every trace OF color
stricken from cheek and brow. But
the line seemed to glow up through
the very flesh; Died. May l4th: Ed
ward Sassoon. In his twenty.sixth
year"
The book slipped to the floor with a
crash that echoed through the room.
II was true. then. Il was Sassoon's
death that her mother mourned. The
man In whose arms she had stood
such little while ago by the old dial
OF Damory Court Was the son OF the
man who had killed him
oh. God" she whispered. lust
when ! was SO happy Oh. mother.
mother You loved him. and your
heart broke when he died. II was
Valiant who broke Valiant
liant. His father"
She slipped down upon the bare
floor and crouehed there shudderlns
and agoniEed. her disheyeled hair wet
with tears Was her love to be- but
the thing Of an hour a single clasp
and then. forever, nothing His ia
thers deed was not his fault. Yet
how could she love man whose every
feature brought a panE to that mother /
she loved more than herself So
over and over. tbs wheel Of her
thought turned in the same desolate 4
SrooSe, aud over aud over the paros-
NSms of Sr,er and longing submerged
her
Nowelessly as she had descended 4
she crvpt asain up the stair. As she
passed her mothers door. she paussd .
a moment, aud laying her arms ont
across Il. pressed her lips to the dark f
grain of the wood
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