And you my girl. You have lied to me before this. Did you or did you not
take the apple? No one will be punished but I must have the truth.
Tomorrow is Sunday. You shall go to church, and up to the minister you
shall march, and he will ask you what I am asking you now. In the face
of God you shall say to him that you did not take that apple, then I
shall know. Did you or did you not take that apple? I will have the
truth. And you my young sir, I shall not punish you but I must have the
truth. You shall stay in bed all day tomorrow, all next week as long as
it takes for one of you to change your story. I will have the truth.
The mountains are savage about the valley. The lake is bitter, scalding
with the salt. They knew they had found the Dead Sea. At last the child
confessed, with bitter and hard tears that he had taken the fruit
himself. It was the truth.
Clear and cold the moon shone in the partly denuded poplars. It was
midnight and the little fellow to whom he had determined to teach the
meaning of the truth was snug in his bed. Years before that Utah had
been admitted to the Union as a state and polygamy had been more or less
abandoned. The young folk were beginning to be ashamed of the narrowness
of their cult and the bones of the fathers were rotten.
The glassy half moon in the dark leaves cast a dull light over the world
upon which a calm had descended. Suddenly the pleiades could be heard
talking together in Phœnician. Their words were clear as dropping
water: What things they do in this new world: they said. Let us from now
on swear to each other that we will give up every thought of wisdom and
seek no further for the truth--which is, after all a veritable moon.--At
this the moon was overcast for a moment by a falling leaf. The answer
that came from that clear but broken ball rose slowly toward the stars:
The child is asleep. Let us warn him of the folly of words. Let us bless
him only with words that change often and never stiffen nor remain to
form sentences of seven parts. To him I send a message of words like
running water.--At this the stars smiled for they were married to one--
_Elena, yo soy un_ wonder, she would say. _Vu par le jury_. And who is
the jury but myself. The boy had struck her with a stone. Come we shall
go and apologise, said Brigham Young. Into the neighbour's kitchen they
walked. An older sister was cleaning the gas range. Where is your
sister? But the truth is that all the while he had been hoping that just
what had happened would happen. His eye ran up and down the girl's form.
Secretly he was happy to have found her alone. I'm sorry, I will never
do it again, Never again. Never again. Oh never, never again.
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