Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1890-03-29

ais this tie first time you ever saw it,
sayYH repeated the captain angrily.
mo. sir; | have seen it before, was
| the answer.
eThen you must have known twas
stolen. and yen have connived at its con
cealment," was Wavne's triumphant
conclusion; ard on the report of his Off
GERS Col. Braiua-d had no alternative III!
to order Gwynne's close arrest. Only
/ STRIKERS appeal and guarantee sa7ed The
sergeant from confinement in the guard
/ house,
/ The next sensation was the sight OF
! Or. Quin galloping back to the post like
mad and boiling unceremoniously into
the colonels gate. Then StTyker was
! sent for. ana the three officers held an
excited conversation. Then the orderly
went 1t a run over to the quarters, and
in FIVE minutes Sergt. Gwynne, erect as
| ever and dressed with scrupulous care,
looking anything but like guilty man,
was seen crossing the parade towards his
| coloners house. The men swarmed out
on the porches as the tidings went from
/ lin to liz, and some of the Irish troopers
in Wayne's company were remarked as
| being oddly excited. Just what TOOK
place during that interview none could
tell, but in ten minutes the news was fiy-
ing around the garrison that Sergt.
/ Gwvnne was released from arrest, and
in less than half an hour, to the wonder
n1ent Of everybody, he was seen riding
away towards Dunraven with DR.. Quin,
| and for two days more did not reappear
at Rossiter.
But when the story flashed from house
to house about the garrison that Sergt-
Gwynne was not Sergt, Gwynne at all,
but Mr. Archibald Wyndham Quin Matt
land, late OF her maiestys tn Lancers,
the only surviving son of the invalid
owner of Dunravan Ranch and other
valuable properties, the amaze amount
| ed TO stupefaction. 1t was known that
old Mr.. Maitland lay desperately weak
and i'll the day that Quin the doctor
came riding back. All manner Of stories
were told regarding the affecting ma
ttlre of the interview In which the
! long lost son was restored to his over
loved father, but, like most stories, they
were purely thcoffspring Of imagination,
for at that interview only three were
present; Gladys led her brother to the
| room and closed the door, while good
Mrs. Cowan stood weeping for JOY down
the long corridor, and DR.. Qnin blinke3
his eyes and fused and fidgeted and
strobe around Perry's room with his
hands in his pockets, exploding every
now and then into sudden comment on
the romantic nature of the situation and
the idiocy of some people there at Ros-
sitter. Joy does not KILL he said;
maitland would have been dead man
| BY the end of the week but for this; it
will give him new lease of life"
And it did. Though the flame was
feeble and dickering, it was famed by a
Joy unutterable The boy whom the
stricken father believed his stubborn
pride and condemnation had driven to
despair and suicide was restored to him
in the prime of manly strength, all ten
derness, all forgiveness, and bIaitIand's
whole heart went up in Thanksgiving.
He begged that Brainard and Stryker
would come to hiil, that he might thank
them for their faith in his son; he babe
the doctor say to Perry that the moment
he could be lifted from his bed he would
! come to clasp his hands and bless him
for>beiagt-sar better friend to his son
than he had been father
The sergeant's return to the post was
the signal for a general turnout on the
part Of the men, all Of whom were curl
! Gus to see how he would appear now that
his identity was established OF course,
! his late assailants could not Join in the
crowd that thronged about him, but they
listened with eageraes5 to everything
that was told. 'IIe was just the same
IS ever" said all accounts lie haG
never been intimate with any Of them
bat always friendly and kind. One thing
went the rounds Like lightning
You'll be getting your discharge now,
sergeant, said Mrs. Reed, the voluble
wife of the leader of the band, and
taking up your residence at the ranch,
suppose. Of course TIE British minister
can get it for you in a minute"
Not a bit of it, Mrs. Reed" was the
laughing answer. q enlisted to serve
Uncle Sam Eve years, and he's been too
good a friend to me to turn from.
shah serve out my time with the tn
And the sergeant was true to his word.
IF old Maitland could have prevailed, an
application for his sons discharge would
have gone to Washington, but this the
soldier positively forbade He had eight
months still to serve. and he meant to
Xix ~ ~
Strylcr offered him a furlough, and
Gwynae thankfully took week, that
he might be by his fathers side and help
nurse him to better health. by that
!im2, too, the garrison will have grown
a little more accustomed to it, sir, and
l will have less embarrassment in going
on with my work
Two days before his return to duty
there came a modified sensation in the
shape of the report that a trooper Of
W&yne's company had deserted He
was man who had borne bad reput2-
ton as q turbulent, mischief making
fellow, aad when Sergt. Leary heard OF
his going he was in state of wild ex-
citament. He begged to be allowed to
see his captain, and to him he confessed
that one of his little party of three had
coeE the ring drop from Mr.. Maitiands
finger the night Of the first visit to Dun
raven, had managed to pick it up and
carry it away in the confusion, and had
shown it to his friend in Wayne's troop
when they got back. The latter per
suaded him to let him take it, as the
lockers Of the men who were at Dun
raven were sure, he said, to be searched
Il was known that he had a grudge