Salt Lake Telegram | 1921-04-25 | Page 7 | Miss Barbara

I I l I MISS BARBARA I By LOIS WHITTLESEY I She rea reads s them over lingeringly each one Before she drops them in m the glowing grate time to part with them for it is late In lifes life's long clay day with her the speeding sun Has slipped behind the mountains and begun The veiling twilights twilight's sure swift fall her fate Is like a myriad others those others those who ho wait With quiet courage till the night is done But these she will not leave lea for stranger eyes eyes eyes- Letters wherein one reads her vanished youth Here is one filled with merriment here ruth Breathes softly through the lines for some young youn woe oe Now half forgotten aud and in these there lies The promised joy Fate willed she should not know So one oue by one she drops them tenderly Upon t the l white hot c coals als watching them rise lise In beautiful swift flames her gentle eyes Bright with the visions which her soul can ean see Before they fall to ashes utterly In this her fire of evening sacrifice Their revelations will not now surprise Those who have deemed her loveless loveless pityingly 1 The flames through all the crinkling pages dart dart dart- i Blue golden hued and crimson glowing I streams streams- As beautiful as were the youthful dreams reams That flashed their short lived glory on her days I r Warm as the young oung affection of her heart I J Then flames and dreams reams are lost in smoky haze a S S New N New w York Times IE ae e 5 S r 5 d J. J i