Going to Xanadu

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 10
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1978
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Going to Xanadu
Description As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! That can be you, Violet! Doesn't it sound-marvelous? And we can be married. . .and everything!" She blushed a little, but only said, "You can come for me in a year, or whenever you are ready to stay home." And then she was gone. For a moment I stood gapinq and speechless. Slowly I turned away from the gate. Across the street was Willard Jeppesson, watching. Then I hoped no one had heard me say "married. . .and everything." "Come on, Agnes," I said. The night was long and sleepless. How could she be so afraid? How could she be so narrow? No one could suppose the whole world's makings were here! And how could she say to come in a year, when an hour was too long for me? How could she pretend I didn't love her, and how could she not love me--for she really couldn't, and say this, could she? My eyes were wet, and I thought the damsel had thrown me into Interspersed with these gloomy thoughts were sparkling ones about my achievement: I had played well enough without my music, and I had improvised successfully. I was ready to go now. £ was ready to show the world what I could do, and see what it would do. I was ready for Xanadu. In the morning I counted my money. I had saved a good deal, and could afford to go. I bought a ticket on the evening train, and told my parents this was the day. At church I saw Violet, and told her I was leaving that night, and asked her to tell Mr. Olsen for me. I think she was more relieved than sad, which pricked me because I thought she should at least cry a little. And then I asked her to come to the station to see me off. with her apart from my family. Suddenly it all seemed ridi- lump in my throat would have stopped it. At last, I stammered, "I guess I'm going to Xanadu now. But just wait; I'll come back for you in a year-maybe even six months." -56-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 10
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323656
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