The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-08-08

- bod, n amt the butcher bog. IT'S
and I don't like him. He kisses my
"It va 20, sir, and she never tried 70
deny q. She even told me that she had
never loved me, and that she only mar
Red me because abe wantei 70 come 20
We had . stormy time, and . heartrend-
ing time for me and little Nance. For you
must know, cir, that when abe left me 70
70 away with the villain who bad stolen
her good name she took little Nance with
"Yes, but I could not care for little
Nance. She was too young TO have only
. fathers care, and day and night ! have
prayed that she might grow mp 70 be q
good woman In spite Of the evil innu-
ences OF her mother. But its q slim
chance, sir. Women ain't much for vir.
tue; They can't Withstand a full purse
"Your army experience has made you
ssIvs not that, sir. You would feel bit
ter II you had been treated "a ! have by
the woman you loved. I've tried 70 for.
s ss, her c.,b! have s sSsssd think Sss w, 81. the % hsvs
worked hard day and night, and been In
Indian fights, and on long and dreary
marches across b western prairies. and
I can't drive on my mind the sound OF
two voices"
"Two voices I"
shire village I folded the blushinR Nancy
In my arms and told her ! loved her and
asked her IL she would marry me-. And
she wal all OF a tremble, but when i bent
my head down low so that my face
brushed the little curls on her forehead
she looked into my eyes and whispered
softly, Yes, DEAR"
"And again when she tore the little
Nance, my pet, out of my arms, and set
of 70 lead a life of sin with that cursed
man, the little Nance cried out, Papa,
dearw
sand YOU let her 90 ?"
~ could not help IL. Ii was best so.
But all these years, i'm the din Of hattie,
when the balls were flying through the
smoky air and tomahawks were brand
ished and Indians were yelling on our
TANKS, or ON our dreary marches over the
| plain, or i'm the night watches, that whis.
per of Yes, DEAR or that cry OF Papa.
DEAR have runR again n again in my
"And where are you going now?" ]
asked.
NBack to see the little home where w
were once so happy. Back to see II i can
| learn where Ittie nance ls, anu ii sne II
| happy and well. Not to interfere with her
life, but only TO know IL she has become
a good woman"
"And then ?"
al shall enlist again."
There was n r~ustling In the seat beside
me. The little woman in black who had
been sitting In the corner with a veil
| drawn closely about her face bent forward,
| Her arms stole about the little old soldiers
eek In full view of b astonished pas
engers
Jack" i hear her whisper. can you
all the time, but hat man got the better
him. And, oh. Jack, have been so mis-
| cradle ?v
"where Is little Nance ?" he asked, turn
ing upon her.
0Hushw she whispered. That is her
across the aisle. The one in the fur-trim.
med dress, the mother of hat ~urly-headed
girl. She ID happily married, Jack. She
does not know me n she does not know
you. Don't you think II Is best &c OF"
She looked a~ppealingly into his q
and ] saw the a running down bel
cheeks.
Just Their the train stopped at q station
Come" he exclaimed, and they left the
car, but just before the train startet
again the little old soldier came In IN
took the curly-headed little girl in hi
arms INT kissed her pretty mouth. She
was not alarmed. She was his grand
daughter.
Then with q parting glance at the fail
young mother he jumped oil the moving
train,