Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1885-05-29

relations will never get relief at this rate
Look here, Miss Clara"-he had her name
team you ridef'
Like an Arab" she responded.
| 'Goodr' he exclaimed. 'Now if | can
find a saddle, you snail have my horse Chan.
cellor. He is splendid will ride one OF
| the orderly's horses, and so we will pene.
trate every recess of the mountains"
She was delighted with the arrangement,
| and an old-fashioned, Straightforward side-sad-
| die, hard as the rock of ages, was fshed out
| from the stables. Bob worked long and
| laboriously in fashioning one of his best
blankets to the old affair, TO make it more
preseutable as well ss easier, and the rides
began.
| Chancellor, when first mounted, snorteri,
reared, lunged Us if indignant, but the fair girl
kept her seat composedly until the stecd
quoted down, and then patting his arched
neck put herself on friendly terms with the
noble animal
Those rides were long and frequent. Both
enjoyed them. She was sweetly confidential
in her young escorts life and affairs. and
every hour the delicious chain of love bound
| the poor boy nearer and firmer to his adora-
ton Small wonder. The young girl was
simply superb on horseback. The close-ft-
ting riding dress seemed part Of her supple,
graceful, engaging form, while the exercise
and excitement brought a delicate, she'll
tinted rosiness to her cheeks, that seemed the
one thing necessary to make her pale face
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youth is timid when the precious treasure
may be jeopardized by the avowal. He was
blinded by. his passion, and did not see tbs
game so openly played by the little gambler
She was true daughter OF the south, and
her heart was with her poor brothers march
ing shoeless, with scant raiment, poorly
armed, sleeping without shelter and dying
by thousands with desperate bravery for
their cause To have that in her possession
| that was, Us she believed, of vital Importance
to them, made her desperate. For such q
cause, she would play the Judith, and had
Bob avowed his love, shs was resolved to ac-
cept, let the consequences have been what
they might to the poor lad.
Oh! the golden glory of those sunny days.
They took on n roseate hue, that made the
blue submits OF the mountains deeper
blue, as if to bound that Eden that lies about
each life in the golden glow of youth, when
love touches the sweet, tender existence, and
the birds sing, and the flowers bloom with
voices and odors that penetrate the very soul,
never again to pass away. The scene fades,
the birds die and the flowers perish, oft in
the hard realities Of life the blue mountains
no longer frame in the fairy paradise, but
all the same we cling to it through existence,
as our first parent; chung to the Garden to
which they never could return.
Shakespeare tells rs, the course of true love
never docs run smooth. No, indeed, life's
ways are not fitted for the sweet stream.
For little while it n1urrrs along green
meadows, and then, anon, it falls among
rocks and rough ways, and oftentimes is
dashed over precipices to be dissipated in thin
mist, over which arches the rainbow, not.
alas! of hope, but memory.
There were some little tricks the lovely
girl INDUCED in that exasperated her lover,
who, although blinded by his passion, had not
lost sight of his duty One of these was 10
stop at some mountain hut, and persist in
dis,nounting and entering the howell. Bob
dismounted also, and would help her to the
ground and accompany her to the interior.
He kept his eyes and ears alert, and believed
that be baffie1 any designs in this direction.
Another fancy INDUCED in was to banter
the Lieutenant to a race and dart off on Chan
cellor, at the best OF his running pace, and
Bob, ON his government horse, would follow
numbering after, scarce keeping her in sight,
until it suited the girl to check up. Bob re-
monstrated in vain, and all he could do was
to direct the orderly to keep sharp lookout
on either side of the road for anything the
girl might drop.
One day Corporal Bang, who happened to
be the escort, handed the Lieutenant a letter,
tied to a stone. that he had picked up from a
gully after oae of these races.
''Got a reminder through my chappo, Lieu
tenant, when picked that up" and he showed
a hole in his hat.
Eliersly looked longingly at the missive.
1t was directed to a well-known guerrilla Of
the mountains. Bob would have given a
good deal f. know its contents. But h
quietly Lanie1 it. without a word, 10 the
girl Her face flushed, AMI somewhat EN-
barrassed she hurried TO her room. In few
minutes, however. Sue returned, letter III
hand, with her cheeks vet holding the flush
of her excitement.
Lieutenant Ellersly." she asIel, in an
even, steady tone, that was forced, why
did you not open this letter y
open your letter r lac asked in turn.
YES, open my letter You are not doing
your duty to your government"
Miss Clara" said the boy proudly, ~
rendered my life to my country. die, not
include in that my honor. When am sunk
so low rs TO steal, cease to be worthy OF
my commission
The girl tore open the letter. "Then.' she
cried. learn who am, and what am try
ing to do"
He took the letter and deliberately tore it
into fragments, throwing the bits to the
wind from the porch. Miss Clara lie ex-
claimed excitedly, 81 know all want TO
know of you. You are doing your duty. as
you see ii, like brave-hearted woman, for
your side; leave me 70 do mine, rs gentle
man, for NINE"
''She locked at him earnestly, half in sur
prise and half in tenderness, and said in an
undertone, as if speaking to herself, My
task grows harder than ] thought for y
Then she added, offering her hand, Let us
he rs kind to each other as we cam
The day after this strange interview she
insisted upon their daily ride, although the
morn opened with thunder storm, and the
rain came down nc intervals in torrents
Ellersly demonstrated, but she laughed, say
ing, 1--WE are soldiers, you know, and must
not be cowed by little rain
They started followed by Corporal Bang,
and after an hours riding gained the summit
of the mountain, along which the road ran
for mile or more comparatively level, and
then she cried: "Now for my last race" and
started on the run. Bob followed as well as
he could and while numbering along, the
girl rapidly gaining upon him. he remem-
bered that at the end of a mile the road
slopei down gradually to the river. and he
also remembered gully, along which ran a
path dangerous for horss, but that cut off
half the distance to the point where the main
road touched the stream. instinctively he
plunged down the deep declivIty. Fortunate
ly his horse, though slow, was sure-footed,
and in few minutes 10 gained the bank
He gained this just in time to see his fair
fugitive enter light boat and push into the
stream. He was below the point she de-
parked, and saw before she could get hold Of
the oars that the boat, caught in the swift
stream, was floating down to where large
tree, nearly level with the water, leaned over
the stream. She would pass under this, and
running out he swung down, catching a limb
with his kaee, and caught the skif with his
right hand At t,S,t instant the sharp crack
Of rife rung out from TIE opposite shore,
and Bob fell wounded into the boat.
His weight nearly up ct the frail craft, but
1t righsed, whirlsi around, and the next IN
slant the girl paliel it to the shore. Leapins
to the bank she beachel the bo1s half iti
length, and then reaching TO him said:
''Are you much hurtP
81 believe SOP he an5wcred, as, half crawl
ing, he worked his way oct ard fell upon tho
ground. A second shot from the Same
quarter struck the ground within an inch Of
his body.
''The cowardly miscreant,n she said,