The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1879-07-03
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WHOLE NUMBER 635.

Yes" answered George, coloring
deeply. "I have applied for an ex-
change into the line, and think of going
out to the war on the Indian frontier.
1 shall have Lieutenant ColonePs rank
80 if you will wait for me two years,
Millie, may return with new career,
and perhaps an income, before me-"
Oh, wait two years to become SOL
dier's wife, and to go out to live in
baking Indian heatp exclaimed Mile,
pouting. 81 never bargained for thatp
just at this minute Gertie Brown
came in. She had message to deliver
to Miilie from Mr.. Moyle, and blushed
as she crossed the room to where the
quarreling pair of lovers sat. "Miss
Brown" said George, rising to shake
hands with her, will wish you good
bye, for T have just been telling Miss
Moyle that / am going off to the war in
India"
you are going to the war! oh, Mr..
de Vray-if anything should happen to
you" exclaimed Gertie, and tears
started to her eyes.
"Thank you for those tears" said
George, gratefully. I" shall know that
one person here, at least, will feel inter-
est. Now, give me, as a keepsake, that
red book-marker you are holding in
your hand. I will bring back the rib
bon with something hanging to it."
"The Victoria Cross, perhaps" tit
tered Millie, rather uncomfortably. OF
declare, that's quite poetical. Well,
goodbye, Mr.. de Vray. We part as
friends, don't we ?' = q %
Excellent friends" answered George,
as he lifted both her hands to his lips,
and kissed them playfully.
That evening when old Moyle was
apprised of what mad happened, he
rubbed his nose, and said: /" Well, we'll,
it's he who has broken off the match,
not we. suppose we've heard the last
of him now-for he'll go out to India
and stay there. As for the new Lord
Beauvray, my dear, was quite wrong
in my estimate of him. He is a remark
ably clever man, and he means to get
me into Parliament!" -
One year had passed. There had
been triumph of the British arms in
India, and the name of Colonel de Vray
was associated with it. = His name was
in eyerybody's mouth. He had received
promotion and other honors, and was re-
turning to England after the termina-
ton of the campaign as Major General
Sir George de VraY.
As for Millie Moyle, she was be-
trothed to the new Earl of Beauvray,
and when Sir George arrived in London
one of the first things he read in the
papers was that the marriage between
this young lady and his cousin was to
take place in week. d. s-..,,.- =,
He no longer cared now. He, went to
Mr.. Moyle's house on the very day of
his return, in the afternoon, and was
ushered into the dining-room, where
luncheon was taking place. He was re-
ceived Ikea hero, for Mr.. Moyle liked
to be on good terms with successful men,
and Millie was anxious to obtain some
thing like forgiveness for her jilting.
She received it fully and freely so far
as could be Judged from the young
Generals 8 manner, for he was frank and
pleasant; but after first greetings were
over he addressed himself principally to
poor little Gertie Brown, who sat radiant
and trembling. To her he recounted
his adventures, and oh, what brave
knight she thought him, with his sun
burnt face and the modesty of true glory
that breathed in all his wordsl The
new Lord Beauvray was not present.
At last, when a toast had been drunk
to Georges honor and Miles happi-
ness-honest Mr.. Moyle acting as toast
master-the General drew parcel from
his pocket and extracted from it
Gertie's book-marker. No longer scarlet
now, but faded pink from exposure to
the air, for it had seen many a battle,
entwined with the soldiers sword knot.
There were hanging from it Cross of
the Bath, a Victoria cross, and some
thing elsa wedding ring. "iWill
you take all three Gertie 2" said George,
approaching Miles little cousin.
Bravo, Sir George" exclaimed Mil
lie, clappipg her hands, though she
turned little pale. g l always said
that Gertie and you were made for each
other?" r
$50 did l." cried worthy Mr.. Moyle ;
"but, 1 say, hullo! what's that?"
There had been a loud knock at the
door, and footman entered with tele-
gram on tray. Mr.. Moyle opened the
nissive and uttered an exclamation, of
horror and dismay: "Great heavens,
my lord, read this!" he faltered.
; The telegram announced that the new
Lord Beauyrayh had been killed in a rail
way accident. So the Indian hero got
his family title and estates again. He
showed no elation, but seemed, on the
contrary, much shocked, and was the
first to lend assistance to Millie when
she swooned in "a somewhat forced attack
of Mysteries. . .r-.. ..-,...s ,..
Old Moyle had sunk into chair,
helpless. His face was thing 10 see.
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