The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-04-20
By Capt. Charles King, u. S. A.
Author of 'sDUNRAvEN RANCH, - s'THE CoLoNKLs
DAUGHTER, " ''MARIoNs FAITH" Ere
Copyright by B. Mppincott Company, Philadelphia and
published by special arrangement with themJ

A bright fire was burning in Maj. Wal
dron's coy parlor, where he and his
good wife were seated in earnest talk.
1t was just after sunset when Mr.. Hayne
dropped in to pay his first visit after the
few days In which he had been confined
to his quarters. He was looking thin,
paler than usual, and far more restless
and eager in manner than of old. The
"aldrons welcomed him with more than
usual warmth, and the major speedily
led the conversation upto the topic which
was so near to his heart.
"You and l must see the doctor and
have triangular council over this thing.
Hayne. Three heads are better than
none; and if, as he suspects, old Clancy
really knows anything when he's drunk
that he cannot tell when he's sober. I
shall depart from Mrs. Waldron's prin-
ciples and join the doctor in his pet
scheme of getting him drunk again. In
vino veritas,' you know. And we ought
to be about it, too, for it won't be long
before his discharge comes, and once
away we should be in the lurch."
''There seems so little hope there, ma
Jor Even the colonel has called him
up and questioned him.
CAY, very true, but always when the
old sergeant was sober. 1t is when
drunk that Clancy's conscience pricks
him to tell what he either knows or sus-
poets"
A light, quick footstep was heard on
the piazza, the hall door opened, and
without knock or ring, bursting impetu-
ously in upon them, there suddenly ap-
peared Miss Travers, her eyes dilated
with excitement. AT sight of the group
she stopped short, and colored to the
very roots of her shining hair.
''How glad l am to see You, Nellier'
exclaimed Mrs. Waldron, as all rose to
greet her. An embarrassed, half dis
traught reply was her only answer. She
had extended both hands to the elder
lady; but now, startled, almost stunned,
at finding herself in the presence of the
very man she most wanted to see, she
stood with downcast eyes, irresolute.
He, too, had not stepped forward-had
not offered his hand. She raised her
blue eyes for one quick glance, and saw
his pale, pain thinned face, read anew
the story of his patience, his suffering.
his heroism, and realized how she too
had wronged him and that her very
awkwardness and silence might tell him
that shameful fact. 1t was more than
she could stand
Il came-purposely. I had hoped to
find you. MIR. Hayne. You-you re-
member that had something to tell YOU.
1t was about Clancy. You ought to see
him. I'm sure you ought, for he must
know-he or Mrs. Clancy-somethin
about your-your trouble; and I've lust
this minute heard that they-that he's
going away tomorrow, and you must
find him tonight, Mr.. Hayne; indeed
you must"
Who can paint her as she stood there.
blushing, pleading, eager, frightened.
yet determined? Who can picture the
wild emotion in his heart, reflected in his
face? He stepped quickly to her side
with the light leaping to his eyes, his
hands extended as though to grasp hers;
but it was Waldron that spoke first:
where is he going? How?"
"Oh, with us, major. We 90 to-mor
row, and they go with us. My sister has
some reason-I cannot fathom it. She
wants them away from here, and
Clancy's discharge came today. He
must see him first, she said, indicating
Dir. Hayne by nod of her pretty heard.
'They say Clancy has run off and got
away from bis wife. He doesn't want
to be discharged. They cannot find him
now; but perhaps Mr.. Hayne can. Mr.
Hayne, try to. You-you must"
Indeed we must, Hayne, and quick
about 1t, said the major. ''Now is our
chance, verify believe. Let us get the
doctor first; then little Kate will best
know where to look for Clancy. Come. !
man, get your overcoat." And he hast
ened to the hall.
Hayne followed as though in a dream,
reached the threshold, turned, looked |
back. made one quick step toward Miss |
Iravers with outstretched hand, then
checked himself as suddenly. His yearn-
ing eyes seemed fastened on her burning
lace, his lips quivered with the intensity
OF his emotion. She raised her eyes and
gave him one quick look, half entreaty,
half command; he seemed Intellectually |
struggling to speak-to thank her. One
moment of irresolution, then, without a !!
word of any kind, he sprang to the door. |
She carried his parting glance in her
heart of hearts all night long. There
was no installing what it told.