The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1918-03-23
AFTERWARDS
BY cLARlssA mAcKIE..


Copyright. 1913. Western Newspaper Union.I
Miss Electa Dayton came down the
wide stairway and paused for an in
slant In the front door. She made
very beautiful picture. The fact that
her abundant hair was snowy white
did not detract from her beauty. for
her coloring was 6elicately pink and
her soft eyes - black and expressive
~ they had been In. her girlish days
Of perhaps, twenty years. past
Electa looked through the wire
screened door into the garden with Its
prim rows Of lockwood. smelling warm
and pungent after the light shower Of
rain. She smiled q little sadly and
turned away into the cool parlor.
1T was on an afternoon like this
that he went away" she murmured
wistfully.
1t was a very restful room, with
faded Turkey carpet on the floor and
old mahogany furniture scattered In
comfortable confusion. y
II get tired of waiting sometimes"
she murmured to herself. but he said
he would come back some day. and I
know he IL not dead"
For twenty years she had been walt.
Ing for the return Of this adventurous
lover Of hers. He had Jared forth to
seek his fortune and ave years after
ward his letters had suddenly ceased.
Since then Electa had heard no word
from him nor Of him. Her parents had
died Arm In the belief that Robin
Gaines had deliberately dropped out Of
their daughter's life. and they begged
Electa to forget him and marry an
other.
HE will come back some day." she
said with the faith that only woman
can hold.
Perhaps It was this belief in his re-
turn that kept her from growing old.
Now, she was more beautiful than she
had ever been as girl.
A handsome touring car rolled away
from the village hotel and turned down
a pleasant elm-shaded street. Beside
the chauffeur sat middle-aged man
Of distinguished bearing with pair
Of bright blue eyes set in a bronzed
countenance.
He glanced at the pleasant village
homes set In the midst Of the green
lawns and flower beds. and all at once
his gaze contracted as though he had
been suddenly reminded Of something.
At q word from him the machine
stopped.
"what place IL this,' he asked Of
the chauffeur.
"Stonedge. sir"
by Jove-Stonedge!" The man
looked up and down the street. survey
ing the houses will new interest In
his fine eyes. Old .emories appeared
to be STRUGGLING for recognition, for his
face changed rapidly.
II used to live here. Peter" he said
to the man.
Eyes, SIR"
"My father was rector Of the church
and I lived In that little brick house
adjoining the church-see It there
half hidden by ivyf-for I'VE years.
Jovei had forgotten all about Ston-
edge-haven't thought about It for
years."
"It's a pretty place. Mr.. Gaines"
mighty pretty. Peter, Drive slowly
till you come to the corner and then
turn to your right along the river
road"
Al the car mevsd noiselessly along.
Robert Gaines scanned the houses with
questioning eyes. He looked little
sadly at tho village that had harbored
Q few years Of bis happy youth. Now.
he was no longer happy-hs had drunk
his all Of advsnturing and travel and
now. In middle age. he had come back
to his own land to feel himself stran-
ger there. u
The river road brought back another
memory. With the sight Of the long,
low. red roof that had sheltered Electa
Dayton came q queer pang Of remOrse.
He had forgotten Eleeta until today.
Fifteen years ago he had written her
q letter In which he had told her hot
to wait for him. a. he had failed In his
quest for q fortune-it was the day he
had lost everything.
She had never replied and he had
put her out Of his mind and. full Of
the spirit Of adventure. he had forgot
ten her. He had never cared for any
other woman.
Peter had stopped the car In front
Of Electa's gate.
Robin looked wistfully through the
mist Of green leaves. He wondered II
Electa was alive-if she was married.
Perhaps thst little lad playing In the
street was Electa's boyl He leaned
from the car and spoke to the child.
"Who lives In that houser he
asked.
miss Dayton" was the child's start
ling reply.
"Miss whor' asked Robin. almost
harshly.
"liiss Lecta Dayton" answered the
boy. and he sped joyously away With