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Show ¥ Hi si\ \\ \ \ i ee f Yi LNG Y maMT Curent Vol i,:. No. THE Salt 8. HUMBLE The Church is vast; itss towering steeples loom on high; pride, The bristling flower are with leaf and its sculptured wondrously; The portal glows resplendent with its ‘‘rose,”’ And ‘neath the vault immense at evening swarm Figures of angel, saint, or demons form As oft a fearful world our dreams disclose. But‘not the huge Cathedral’s height, nor yet its vault sublime, Nor pereh, nor glass, nor streaks of light, nor shadows deep with time; ‘Nor mossy towers, that fascinate my eyes; ‘No ’tis that spot—the mind’s tranquility— Chamber wherefrom the song mounts cheer- ily, Placed like a joyful nest well nigh the skies. Yea! glorious is Meekness the Chureh, lake “Scoundrel, what do you mean by that?” “Oh thats all right! you kin talk scoundrel if its any relief to you but it HOME. HUGO. stones Literature, News, I ween, won’t make no difference. Just listen, City, —— Art and Science for the Westein Utah, October ax 1EN SSS See Household, 3$2.25 27,1688. gling to keep it in reach of the other two who were in a life and death encounter. One moment they would be at the sur- divine touch of continent affection have floated peacefully and changelessly face, each frantically struggling the other under; the next they reciprocal love that became only nourishment; you who to put would what it is you want me to do.” | both go down together to remain wholly “You needn’t trouble yourself to read submerged for a quarter of a minute. it for my edification.” Both being active and powerful .swim“Oh, but I’m going to just the same if mers, for sometime it was impossible to it aint too dark. I want you to hear surmise which would be the victim.. how it would sound in court:” Finally the glitter of a dagger in one of “San Francisco, Sept. 28, 18— their hands caused the person in the Mr. Bellows, District Attorney Gushing- boat to spring and seize the arm that held it. With hisother hand he grasped ton: Sir: I write to tell you that the girl the second antagonist by the throat and your trying to convict for murdering choked him till he relaxed his hold. Bartholomew Lovejoy is innocent.” They both seemed to have satisfied on through life upon the bosom of that your have soul’s never felt the shocks and dismembering forces of a life of suspense, hope and indefinite longing for a something which you never possessed; you. may ask, may ask consistently, “Why not now?” Almost a score of abrading years had passed since Frank had felt the pang of boyish disappointment caused by the marriage of the person whose pale image was now before him. In that period the color- ings on his life’s cyclorama had evolved through a myriad of changes. The light, bear; More dear is meadow breath that stormy wind; And when my mind for meditation meant, The seaweed is preferred to the shore’s extent, — The swallow to the main it leaves behind. <tr Be { Written for the Western Weekly.| OR, Rescued from BY Frank shadow JOR; £ the Law. and Camilla stood in of two massive foresters e ; iP 1,9 “em ae a: ae ev by the gurgle of Who the that the IN it wilt ou | “Thank e, Peg, Thank e, Thank e.’’ you ever just as people love some gaudy fabric of their ancestry, that they hang out at public festivities to be looked at from a respectful distance and then boxed up for another occasion. My home is as beautiful and attractive as means and my limited culture could make it, but I live in it like a mummy in his tomb, eking out days and months of dismal solitude that seem tome ages. I possessed. them, in some sense. Corporation has. gone my seeking, it has been thrust upon stream in “That much I rather like the ring of, the gorge and occasionally the muffled sound of a dipping oar would come up but hark at this: “T am the guilty person, and to prove from below. “Who were they, do you think?” said it I send you with this yher the combiFrank in an undértone. | nation of the safe in Mr. Morgan’s office “T think one of them is a person who which I allow haint been opened since I As I changed the lock, just years ago used to hang about the store come away. doing odd jobs.. He has been to the to give you people suthen to’ occupy house several times recently inquiring yourselves with while I got out of the for Mr. Morgan. What he wanted I way. I had nothin agin Mr. Lovejoy never could discover.—Some one is talk- only he come in jist while I was at work and I had to kill him to save him killin ing.” When you git this letter I will be “Hive thousand, gentlemen, I should me. think about right fur sendin this yher where it’ll not do you no good to hunt letter,” said a coarse, semi-gutteral voice. fur me.” “So your goin to give me the necessary “T know my prospects fur fame aint worth so very much, but then you know items to make this thing stick, all for the old woman has some claim on this the love of that are gal. Now, gentlemen, I tell you what, I do this business yher business.” I'll trust my friend “What do you mean?” said another, for five thousand. whose agitated tone had just enough of yher to hold the money, all but two huna certain inimitable magic to cause Ca- dred fur expenses, till the contract’s milla to start, and a shade of purple to filled. I know some things and one of come over her cheeks. ‘Do you tell me em is that the man who did the dirty you are making a confident of your wife work is able to foot the bill, do you hear?” in these matters?” “You insolent whelp! what do you in“Now don’t get excited! I didn’t say no such thing. I mean simply if by doin sinuate? that I committed that murder? this yher fur you people I kin do a good By G—d, Ill fix you!” “Here! Here!” cried a third voice turn fur Sally whose been sufferin all these years while I’ve been edicatin my- which up to thismoment had taken no “This thing can self fur the devil’s service, it’ll only be part in the dialogue. evenin things up you know, that’s all.” be settled without such foolery, you'll “Tts touching, the sympathy you have have us all in—” The splash and squabble that folsuddenly acquired for Sally.” “That’s all right! I don’t ask you to lowed caused Frank to crawl cautiously trouble yourself about it! Tf you don’t down and peer over the edge of the want to pay me the five ‘thousand you precipice. He could see all that was godon’t have to; but I won’t vouch for what ing on. One of the men had hold of the skiff, which was bottom side up, strugmight transpire if you don’t.” save under but he will not suffer. Why, bless you, we have investments in every paying institution in the county. He is a very thrifty person, God knows I wish he had been less mindful of his accumulations, and for my sake if not his, lived more in the hearts of our friends that might have been. The cold, isolated life that I have lived was not of XXYV. towered almost on the very brink of. the bluff, watching silently the skiff as it came néarer and nearer and finally disappeared under the projecting wall, then drawing closer to the edge where they could better hear they sat down on the grass. The silence was disturbed at intervals sorrow. attempted or desired to search out the mystery of my torturing life? I have been loved, that is, in a fashion, loved done well with {learn that the QUINCY. CHAPTER my wealth, so people say,and I bad the disposition to make it a blessing to others besides myself. ButI loved at a tender age when sympathies and passions are stronger than judgment. In the midst of my dreadful commotion of doubts and yearnings not one savé you said to me, wait till you know!” Frank was not proof against this generous recognition of his youthful counsel and the tears stole into his glimmering eyes. He did not speak but stooped and ‘kissed her brow. . SER “T loved,” she continued, “and to the one I loved I gave my life. It was not then a very considerable thing to give him my worldly possessions. He has but dwelleth here; & Year: bosom of Death and think it a welcome and natural rest. How can you know, or anybody know the smallest part of Less do I love the lofty oak than mossy nést it kheFkE Per themselves, for with the meager energy they had left, by mutual agreement each lay hold of the boat, and in a few minutes she was right side up and all three were safely aboard pulling out for shore. Crawling back to where he had been sitting, Frank found Camilla just recovering from a dead faint in which she had lain during almost his entire absence from her side. 7 “Oh, God!” he sighed as he raised her head from the damp ground to support iton his arm, “when will the struggle end?” he pressed her throbbing temples, smoothing down her disheveled locks, and for some moments sat silently gazing like one in the relapse of despair into her pale, troubled face. “Camilla,” he said finally pressing her hand between his, “What shall we do?” Nothing, Frank. Ishall be better soon.” They were both so thoroughly overcome by what had taken place they had no inclination to talk of that or anything else. “What,” pursued Camilla after some time had elapsed, “have I got to live for? Frank, can you tell me that?” and she turned upon him a look of sadness that fairly chilled the blood in his veins. There was a time when this question would have been of mighty significance to him, a time when to unfold teries of love and longing, the mys- of hopes, rec- onciliations and realizations that would once have awakened in his heart at such an announcement from her lips would have been a rapture inexpressible. But now! ah, why not now? You who have never loved in vain, who after the first me of a hope, a craving that had faded from hisheart. In its frozen lineaments were allthose tormenting thoughts renewed again, but beyond them, in the mist of his yearnings another star had arisen. Though still but a glimmering point on by his churlish moods and unsocial tastes which have grown upon him gradually ever since we were married. I have not before comprehended him. Now, God pity! I do, and if the knowledge would only kill and not torture me, it would be a boon of sweetest ecstasy; for I am weary, Frank, weary of ambition, weary of hope, weary of anticipation, weary of thought, weary of living.” “Are you weary of. your friends?” “T never had but one, and I believe he is as weary asIam. Is it not so?” “T trust not, Camilla. Are you feel- the ‘Ing any stronger?” of his boyish soul had glimmered awhile and gone out, leaving but a shadow and amemory. The same lingering shadow, the same burning memory was now before him, but to his being it bore no radiance; there was horizon, continued it only the never burying marble went its image down, but dissolving deeper and deeper into his soul. rays perhaps was the answer of, “Why not now.” “Camilla, did you really wish me to answer your question?” said Frank after a rather long silence. “No, Frank, you need not answer it, because you cannot; I perceive in your restless, tell-tale eyes, that you cannot.” “JT can if I dared; sometime you will know if you will be so good as not to permit these wounds which you might never have known to destroy you. I know your mysteries. Do you think for amoment that a heart and brain with the splendid attributes of yours,—pardon me! I cannot be conventional now, can be gnawed and before noble devoured by wolves the public gaze spirit perceiving without some and saving?” Camilla dropped her lids as out the hideous spectres ful past. of “Yes, let us go back!” Herein if to shut her sorrow- “Oh, Iam weary, Frank, so tired, so morbidly sick in limb, brain, heart and soul, that I would recline on the very CHAPTER XXYVI. “Oh, Peggy! I say, kin I come in a while and warm?” Since the night of the arrest Cub had made his ‘visits to Peggy’s cottage noticeably frequent, but he had been so very well behaved and withal so entertaining in his prattling way that she had never had the heart to turn him away, although: she did suspicion at times there was some design in his head more than that of getting warm. On this occasion she and Peter Oliver were seated by the fire conversing on a subject which had seldom been out of the minds of either of them for almost a week; namely cused girl. “That eer be the imprisoned Cub, Peg; tell and ac- em to come in; he isa knowin chap, that he be.” Peg called out that he might, and Cub sauntering in with his free and easy air, sat himself down cross-legged ree f ee ie |