The Red Cloud chief., 1890-05-30
GLOW do you know" said Marion,

except FOR his delicate organization. Ito
and liked the Same things, dreamed
the same dreams. read the same books.
are 40 alike, vcn mother WAS at times
puzzled IN tell us apart. Old DR.. Sever.
ancc used 10 say that we we're. after all.
only n boy. without physique enough
for the i've bodies VI 'materializcd' In
to. always felt ashamed, In q dull
sort Of way, To be so robust when Sandy
could not keep up with mo-; but he Is far
the swccter-naturcd Of tho two. You
would have loved him the better, Mar.
Ion"
Never" was tho swift, indignant
answer.
No Hugh Ileriot enlisted with n
Northern regiment parted with his
sweetheart bravely. and loft her to wait
rs hundreds like her were loft In those
dreadful days.
Did we know thcn. shall VIC evef
knOw-we who came nut scathlcss
what those I'm suffered. who. tied
hand and foot, maddcncd by the poor
rccurrcnt routine Of daily life. filled
with vague imaginative t%crrors, had yet
~ live and do their petty duties under
tho edge OF u sword worse than tho
tabled blade of DamOclcs?
Honor for over to that noble army Of
martyrs! To thom. no less than To
those who lost their lives on the actual
battlefield. should monuments arise
and wreaths bc offered. They were
the beating heart that sent strong life.
blood into the battling hand, and. oh!
how oftcn porishcd with IL! not in tho
pallor and decay Of physical death, not
In tho rest and shelter Of the flower.
strown grave, but In tho broken heart,
the joylcss life, tho desperation Of
memory. tho dying, yet behold We
1.-Two" that death In liio that IL the
greatest II 70 tho last enemy!
II thore were other women who SUI
fercd more than Marion Lancaster In
this dire suspense she did not know It:
IL seemed TO hcr no heart could be moro
torn with anxiety, moro tortured by
the silence that yct thrilled with dread
full possibilities than hers. Sho did
not consider that hcr love for Hugh
iicriot WINS . young passion scarcely
rooted In her breast; hat she was
bound to him by mono Of tho strong
ties Of those who had sent their hus-
bands out ~ war. and crouchcd on DESC
lato hearth stones with clinging chill.
drcn about them. who might tho mex
hour bc wailing orphans; sho thought
she suffered all shc could. and ~ week
after week grew into month after
month, and tho second year came lin.
gcring on, she grew thin. pale and list.
less.
For Hugh lIcriot had yet no fur.
Tough; tho fcw times Marion had heard
from him he had spoken Of his inton.
ton to apply for n at the years end.
but no had enlisted for tho war. and
felt that while his strength lasted he
must tight; he was moro needed ON tho
field than even Marion needed him.
fot after that frat year began there
wCrO no moro letters, and, after the
battle of Lookout Mountain. tho lists
OF killed and wounded camc In NJ slowly
that II was . long week before the
every last" showed among tho list of
"missing" ''liuRh %licriot. Major C.,
Tenth Infantry"
Missing" Can words cx,nund what
that ono word g In those days?
Not tho sharp blow Of .Woundcd.'
which implied possible lifc. and evcn =
hope Of immediate repair to the sufferer.
and all the gentle ministries TO relieve
n and console tho Other. blessed In
giving or taking. Not tho stun and
desolation Of Dead" that loft no worse
to foar. nor tantaliacd with tho ignis
.Cdtuus Of hope; but that ono fatal word
that tortured but did not slay. that
bound tho victim to tho stake and piled
tho fagots, but delayed to light tho lire
till tho waiting grow to be madness.
Marion ~ n warm-hcarted imayi.
native gtrl. and missing" mean u her
. long chapter Of surmiscd agonies. In
her waking hours she figured 80 many
and such dreadful possibilities that her
sleep removed and exaggerated. she
painted such s~ufycrlngs for her lost
lover. such terrific and harassing situ.
ations, that IL would have been u pos.
Tive relief To her to know of his death;
yet she would not admit /, to herself.
She lost all that hold hcr to life, when,
just nv tho war ceased. her widowed
mother died suddenly and withou, one
farewell word. II would have boon bcttcr
for Marion had necessity forced hcr to
cxortion. but shc had enough money to
live on comfortably, and NJ she shut
herself In her tiny house with her old
servant. and made herself o solitary
mourncr. Her beautiful and abundant
brown hair grew white ~ snow. and
her eyes lost their sparkle; but her
health gradually asserted itself anew.
hor constitution was strong, and she al
most lived out III doors, either in her
~ ~nr-~ hich WAS her sole amusement
pleasure, or walking Over the
zy hills " tho country about She
never boon half W beautiful when
h ncriot knew hcr ~ she was.
I years after, whom, one exquisite
ming In May, she stood by her door
ping bouHhs VI hawthorn from her
cherished trcc. and placing them
de- the apple blossoms she had al
y gathered In y largo basket There
ere shoavcs III pale narcissuA
= Of heaven blue myrtle. lunches
10 later Nnow.drOuS and UoryCoua