Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-08-07

JuQSOn, WIG Oh the Captain Oh d lTOOp,
was reputed to be "down on Lane, and
the men had no difficulty whatever in To-
eating the time when her change of heart
took place.
The truth of the matter was that,
thanks to simple habits and to hiS sense
of economy, Lane had quite a snug little
balance in the bank, and the ladies of
the regiment believed it to be bigger
than it really was; and, having approved
the furnishing and fitting up of his quar-
tiers, the next thing, of course, that they
essayed to do was to provide him with
wife. There the trouble began. Stimuli
taneously with the arrival of his first
bar as first lieutenant there came from
the distant east Mrs. Judson's younger
sister Emmy" and Mrs. Lorings pretty
niece Pansy Fletcher. Lane was prompt
to call on both, to take the young ladies
driving or riding, to be attentive and
courteous in every way; but, while he
did thus perceive a divided duty"
what was Mrs. Lorings horror on discov-
ering that pretty Pansy had fallen rap
turously in love with Jerry" baltimore,
as handsome, reckless and impecunious
young dragon as ever lived, and moth
ing but prompt measures prevented their
marriage! Miss Fletcher was suddenly
re-transported to the east, whittier Jerry
was too hard up to follow; and then, in
bitterness of heart, Mrs. Loring blamed
poor Fred for the whole transaction.
Why had he held aloof and allowed that
that scanp-that ne'er do weel-to cut
in and win that innocent child's heart,
as he certainly did do?" Against Latti
more the walls of her wrath were emptied
coram publico, but against Lane she
could not talk so openly.
Mrs. JudSon had beheld the sudden de-
parture of Miss Pansy with an equanim-
ity she could barely disguise. Indeed,
there were not lacking good Christians
in the garrison who pointed significantly
to the fact that she had almost too hos
pitably opened her doors to Miss Fletcher
and her lover during that brief but vol
canic romance. Certain it is, however,
that it was in her house and in certain
little nook off the sitting room that their
long, delicious meetings occurred almost
daily, the lady of the house being busy
about the dining room, the kitchen, or
the chambers overhead, and Emmy, who
was good girl, but densely uninter-
esting, stunning on the piano or yawn-
ing over a book at the front window.
"What Mr.. Lane needs is a gentle,
modest, domestic little woman who will
make his home a restful, peaceful ref
uge always" said Mrs. Judson; and, in
ferentially, Emmy was the gentle and
modest creature who was destined so to
bless him. The invitations to tea, the
lures by which he was induced to be-
come Emmy's escort to all the hops and
dances, redoubled themselves after Miss
Fletcher's departure; but it was all in
vain. Without feeling any particular
affinity for Mr.. Lane. Emmy stood ready
to say eyes" whatsoever he should ask;
but weeks went on, he never seemed to
draw nearer the subject, and just as
Mrs. Judson had determined to resort to
heroic measures and point out that his
attentions to Emmy had excited the re-
mark of the entire garrison, and that
the poor child herself was looking wan
and strange, there was stage robbery
not twenty miles from the post. Lane,
with fifteen troopers, was sent in pur-
suit Of the desperadoes, and captured
them, after sharp fight, ninety miles
up the river and near the little infantry
at the Indian reservation;
and thither the lieutenant was carried
with bullet through his thigh. By the
time he was well enough to ride, the
regiment was again in the field on In
dian campaign, and for six months he
never saw Fort Curtis again. When he
did, Emmy had gone home, and Mrs.
Judson's politeness was something awful.
Lane was out with the Eleventh again
in three more sharp and severe CAM
paigns, received an ugly bullet wound
through the left shoulder in the memoir
able chase after Chief Joseph, was quar-
termaster of his regiment year after
that episode, then adjutant, and finally
was given the recruiting detail as he
neared the top of the list of first lieu
and, for the first time in fifteen
years, found himself once more among
the friends Of his youth-and still a
bachelor.
Securing pleasant quarters in the adj |
Joining street, Mr.. Lane speedily made |
himself known at the club to which he
had been paying his moderate annual
dues without having seen anything Of it |
put its bills for years past, yet never
just when he might want to |
1rop in. Then he proceeded, after Office |
hours, to hunt up old chums, and in the
course of the first week after his arrival |
ne had found almost all of them. Bailey, |
Who sat next to him in school, was now
! prominent and prosperous lawyer.
Terry, who sat just behind him and oc-
inserted crooked pins in acon-
Tenient crack in his chair, was thriving |
n the iron business.
Warden had made a fortune con /
change" and was one of the leading |
brokers' and commission merchants of /
he metropolis. He had always liked /
they lived close together, and |
lsed to walk to and from school with
'ach other almost every day. Mr. Lane
lad started on his quest with feeling |
kin to enthusiasm. Calm and reticent
md retiring as he generally was, he felt
glow of delight at the prospect of once
more meeting 1.-THE old crowd" but that
vening he returned to his rooms with a
Iistinct sense of disappointment. Bailey
lad jumped up and shaken hands with |
much efusion of manner, and had ''my-
ed him for a minute or two,
nd then, '.Now, where are you stopping?
II be round to look you up the very first
vening can get away, and-of course
ve1l have you at the house," but Lane
learly saw he was eager to get back to