--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Anderson, Edward H. collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 6 number: 6 published: 1903-04 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Edward H. Anderson, "Then and Now," *Improvement Era* 6, no. 6 (April 1903): 408.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera0606unse transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers. identifier: improvementera0606unse start_page: 408 end_page: 408 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1903-04) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera0606unse publication_year: 1903 note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1903, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # Then and Now 408 IMPROVEMENT ERA, small eyes. His hand went to his hip. A chill crept down my back into my legs, making them tremulously weak, and I drew back into the night. Had he, pistol in hand, flung open the door, I think I should have died of paralysis. I supported myself against the logs, emitting only half breaths, in dreadful expectation of a crisis. When again I hazarded a glance, Burley was less agitated, though his eye was alert, and the pinnae of his ears seemed ijuick- ened by apprehension. The muscles of his mouth twitched ner- vously, and his long, bony fingers kept up a thrumming on the t^ble. His temples were narrow, his forehead high and swept by thin, brown hair. His small eyes, deep-set, his long, pointed nose pinched at the base, the pursed mouth, contracted upper lip, heavy chin and under jaw, and angular frame, made up a personality not inviting to friendly intercourse. I concluded not to ask for hospitality, and left the window to seek other accommodations. (To be continued.) THEN AND NOW. A song I heard in days agone. By other voices now was sung; And in my soul it thrilled a chord That like the wildest music rung: We mingle here just for a day. Then separate each to his own; Our lives are parted each his way, And ere we know, our days are flown. Then grasp my hand, you are my friend; Let us so act that when we part, The passing dream shall beauty lend To cheer your way and soothe my heart. —Edward H. Anderson.