Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-03-29


TO lose her would well nigh break his
heart. Could she say the word and be
free? Surely, as this mans wife there
would DO no serfdom; and, yet, could she
wed man for whom she felt no spark |
of love?
They went down to tho creek one flneI
morning early In April. There had beenI
a sudden thaw Of the SHOWS up theI
gorges OF the Rockies, and tho streamI
had ovcrleaped its banks, spread over
the low lands and flooded some broad
dcpressions In tho prairie. Then, capri1
cious as q woman's moods, the wind
whistled around from the north one
night and bound the lakelets in q band
OF ice. Tho skating was gorgeous, and
oil the pretty ankles on the post were re-
joicing In the opportunity before the set
ting Of another sun. Coming homeward
at luncheon time Mrs. Rayner, Mrs. Bug
ton, Miss Travcrs and one or two others,
escorted by a squad OF bachelors, strolled
somewhat slowly along Prairie avenue
towards the gate. II 30 happened that
the married ladies were foremost In the
little party, when who should meet
them but Mr.. Hayne, coming from the
east gate! Mrs. Rayner and Mrs. Bux-
ton, though passing him almost elbow to
elbow, looked straight ahead or other
wise avoided his eye. He raised his for
ago cap In general acknowledgment Of
tho presence Of ladies with tho officers,
but glanced coldly from one 10 the other
until his blue eyes lighted ON Miss Trav-
era.
No woman In that group could fail TO
note the leap Of sunshine and gladness
to his face, the instant flush that rose to
his check. Miss Travers herself saw Il
! quickly, as did tho maiden walking just
behind her, and her heart bounded at
| the sight. She bowed rs their eyes met,
spoke his name in low tone, and strove
to hide her face from Mr.. Blake, who
turned completely around and stole n
sudden glance at her. She could no
more account for than she could control
II, but her face was burning. Mrs. Ray
ncr. too, looked around and stared at
her. but this she met firmly, her dark
eyes never quailing before tho angry
glare in her sisters. Blake was begin
ming to like Hayne and to dislike Mrs.
Rayner. and ho always did like mischief.
"You owe me grudSe, Miss Travers,
II you did but know it," he said, 30 that
all could hear.
"You, Mr.. Blake! How can that bo
possble!'
~ spoiled serenade for you few
nights ago. l was officer Of the day;
anu caught sight OF man gazing up at
your window after midnight. felt
sure he was going to sing; 80, like a
good fellow, ran over TO play an ac-
compartment, and thcn--would you be-
lieve 1.-THE wouldn't sing, after ALL"
She was white now. Her eyes were
gazing almost imploringly at him.
Something warned him to hold his
peace, and hc broke Off short.
"Who was IL? Oh, do tell us, Mr..
Blakc" were the exclamations, Mrs.
Rayncr being most impetuous in her de-
mands. Again Blake caught the appeal
In Miss Travers' eyes.
"That's what want to know" he re.
sponded, mendaciously. "When woke
up next morning, the whole thing was Il
dream, and couldn't fix the fellow at
ALL"
There was chorus of disappointment
and Indignation. The idea of spelling
such u gem OF sensationl But Blake
took it all complacently until he go,
home. Then il began to worry him.
Was il possible that she knew he wa,
there?
That night there was q disturbance IL
the garrison. just after 10 o'clock, and
while the scntres were calling of tho
hour. n woman's shrieks and cries wcr,
heard over behind the quarters of Com
pany Is and close TO the cottage occupied
by Lieut.. Haync The officers OF the
guard ran to the spot with several men
and found Private Clancy struggling
and swearing in the grasp of two OF
three soldiers, while Mrs. Clancy was
imploling them not to let him go--ht
was wild like again; 1t was drink; he had
the horrors, and was batin' her while
she was tryin to get him home. And
Clancy's appearance bore out her words
He was wild and drunken, but he swort
he meant no harm; he struggled hard
for freedom; he vowed he only wanted
to see the lieutenant at his quarters; ant
Mr.. Hayne, lamp in hand, had como
upon the scene and was striving to quie
the woman, who only screamed and pro
tested the louder. At his quiet or6el
the soldiers released Clancy, and tht
man stood patient and subordinate.
did you want to see me, Clancyt
asked Mr.. Hayne.
"Askin' yer pardon sir, did" begar
the man. unsteadily. and evidently strug
Cling with the fumes of the liquor he hat
been drinking; but before he could speal
again, Mrs. Clancy's shrieks rang out Oh
the still air:
"Oh, for the love of God. how'd him
some o vest He'll kill himl He's mad
l say! Shure It's that know him best
Oh, blessed Vargin, save us! Don't le
him loose, Misther Fosterl" she screame,
to the officer of the guard. who at tha
moment appeared ON the full run.
whats the trouble2" he asked, breath
lcssly.
"Clancy seems to have been drinking
and wants to talk with me about some
thing, Mr.. Foster" said Iiayne, quietly
"He belongs TO my company, and vii
} be responsible that he goes home. II /
really Mrs. Clancy that is making all tn
trouble"
"Oh, for the love of God, hear him
now, whin the man was tearin' the hal
o me this minute! Oh. how'd him, men
} Shure It's Capt. Rayner wud niver ie
| him CO."
Whats the matter. Mrs. Clancy?
spoke quick, stern voice. and RayneI
with face white as sheet, suddenly stoo
in their midst.
, "Oh, God be praised, it's here ye are
captin! Shure it's Clancy, sir, dhrunk
sir, aud runnin' round the garrison, am
batin' me, sir"
. Take him TO the guard house, MI