Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-07-13
The Story OF a Seige.
CHAPTER III
BY SISTER FRANCES

How apparently easy it Is for usara
10 throw aside emotion or sorrpw. 10
put on eallous outside, ard mike
himself hard through and threush.
A woman may wear never 50 care
less or gay an outward seErzInx. With
still the conscious gnawinE Mt the
heart, but it seems possible Tor the
sterner sex to eliminate feeling entire
IL for time, and be as wood rx mar
Bile
Very calmly, stolidly almost. DDctos.
Warren took his seat in the ears thai
we're TO bear him away from Holine
and Margaret His small preparations
Tor the Journey had taken little time
and less thought. The old house. with
ITS adjoining surgery. had been rented
ready furnished from The DeBlap es-
tate; 1t was bat the turning eF a kew
+ and the ties were snapped THAI hound
him to the village. His books, packed
IN three wooden gun-cascs. we're 5uly
slowed away in the baggage car. wfts
a lettered army chest that had seen
much adventure And as he sat in
the smeking-car. with unligfaed pine
IN his hand, ne seemed as free Hau-
Z 6lerer as though the last yezr. had been
but u mornings dream.
Nor was he altogether without a
plan for the future. 1t had seemed
very peaceful and pleasant to settle
down IN Holme, after Knocking
about the world all those xexrs
Of army life: and his avn
lesslonal energy and ambition had
learned to be content with the busy
limits of the little village.
But now-his one idea was 10 seek
the strong contrast of New York. He
had some connections there sbza
might proftably open TO him "A u7zce
at least in the throng; and = foot hold
MAS all that he asked of fate.
ahe cynicism which had become M
grained in childhood. las second naturn
wrapped him again in its elondy folds.
and the recurring thought OF Margur-
ct, SO devout and pure, 30 hard ana
uHyfelding, too, came with such bis.
terness that the strong habiE nf com
posure, of wooden indifference was
ssor'ely tried, indeed.
But he maintained il VITA, AN, ,eeys,vs
saying TO himself as he struesr a rante:h
Tor MS pipe and shaded Il viii his
hand, Goodbye, illusionl The saints
ARE bloodless and coldI"
Morning peppers! Times. Air.idF'
called the newsboy, coming EhryuUh
the cars; and George Warren. stresrh
ing out his hand for the Etsa zbefs |
'thaa came, unfolded and read ETie NJ
count of the battle OF GravtEot4e
iThleh came to him perhaps with
greater vividness than to the bvsr
v7saders at his side.
Looks like they'd be dowa pz, Pu4-Sss
before longl" said tho man nj his
elbow, looking up as he turned IN
sheet.
Yes, said the Doctor. aaisSfg= ay,s
IN that one word the wholes e,rrrr,ra Il u
his pans, setting steadily Ia trsFss-
sional drudgery, was ttsraed ars8 sss
anew
Eds mother! she was sssssnFw Mir,
and in Paris to-dayI Gesaing sux i,,f
Gears sixty-iiye at least; aud ~l,o
tSEsTs where her gay RsencEs sr5eutlw
are BY This time?
Mrs. Warren was I.o1isia ,sisr sz,v
birth. widh strong aHInfies sowxras |
the foreign life running Eith de /
French blood in her veins. She had 1
always hated the cold NorIilerzl sss~ 40 i
which her marriage had buongEa hgx.l
and had broken with her son.. oosnEt
na1d finally, at the breaking out 0Fal,e I
war. He had lost his father ia garl
ooyhood and the little fortune thsrf ii.
.onged to both was duly made sres. b.
tiim 70 his mothers uses, whom sI,e 4,a,I,l !
taken her angry and instan resolve
~ was for life, she hH& nsang and / /
thought; and so had he Shg- aag
aever cyinced the sligltasz arsez4ss r.,
nt fortunes since; ard sara EEn. a.s,7,e /
1f her banker in Paris. he k,,ew /,
IA aght OF her.
t5sit he knew too veil the hsrrwrx al
var, and the straits ihat mag sssrDe ao | 1
: oeleaguered city. to hesf:s.t. scr q