Telegram-herald., 1889-05-30

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The slep xss il the hsA 4 gsuut
figure dressed u sshutternut.- senhrere
bat. a. empty holster hanging fron tas
waist. stood IN the chantsr oosr. The
eoIaeT lost 10 tine IA bringing the
weapon ise carried IN his hand u cover
Lieut. Howe
Throw Up your hands. yoe - Van
keess
Howe had kept his seat. but Al the
first sound without had taken the pre-
caution - draw his revolver, ana held
IL behind him cat Of slght on the lounge
" here he sat Scarcely hsd the guerrilla
spoken when there was click and q
shot almost simultaneously. The in
truder Was pierced through the body.
Howe attempted a. lire again witllin q
few seconds. The capsnappedi has wea-
pen missed fire.
The man. though struck mort&lly did
Lot drop al once lie stood, the pailor
of death spreading over his face The
hand holding tie pistol had dropped
pointing the weapon az The Young mans
breast. There WAS mingled bitterness
and satisfaction In the ewes Of one who
knew thar II he mus, die his slayer must
die with him.
simultaneously both Howe and Alice
eprang forward. Howe in defense, Alice
with CRY, and with but one thought
70 save him. With ms revolver Howe
struck blow at that Of his opponent.
There was "a report.
Alice Reade sank TO the floor.
The rest Of what happened on that
eventful night is not clear in Howe's
memory. lie sees it through the haze OF
q dazed mental condition. as lac then saw
il through the smoke which seemed 10
Agreathe itself about them like the folds
Of a serpent. lie remembers leaping
with british ferceness upon the man
who, before he reached him. passed from
his vengeance. He remembers taking
Alice up in his arms and having her on
the lounge; the mother. who had risen
from sick bed: the negroes carrying
the lounge with Alice on il 10 another
room; the sound Of horses hoofs. as one
dashed down the road for surgeon; all
this he remembers like "a confused
dream, though he has tried for years 10
forget il.
Live, Alice, dear" he cried. as he
bent over her. "only live till the surgeon
comes. He will save YOU"
She looked n mournful good-by. "You
must live, . she whispered. Il must go"
He bowed his head in horror. Il live;
live?" Then he raised his face and
looked into her eyes. Il will follow
You. if there ia death to he found any-
where among the horrors Of this horri-
bic war;"
She asked Linn 10 wind her arms about
his neck. He did So and they were not
unwound till an hour after. when, de-
spite his pleadings for her not TO leave
him, she passed beyond the terrors of
war into the eternal peace.
During the rest Of those four years.
while the armies OF the north and Of the
south surged back and forth over the
border states, Howe was greatly chan
ged. He had been the life of his regi-
ment: cheerful, good natured jester.
with none Of the fierceness of a trooper.
From that night he seemed a demon.
He would ride or fight, or both, all dav.
and when others were asleep he would
be Off. no one knew where. Many
marauder of those lawless times was sur
prised at his sudden coming. He would
catch sight of a bivouac fire, however
distant, and soon learned to know from
its situation if it warmed guerrillas.
Though he met them at midnight or at
early dawn, sleeping or awake, he was
never known to bring in prisoner