The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1891-03-21

what was about to follow, and already
stood with a bottle Of lotion at her
young lady's elbow.
Does it. hurt you 1nuch?'' the girl
asked ia & tone Of exquisite sympathy
as she poured the creanlilze liquid over
the indamed muscles.
II seemed Like Heaven to I1ina--tlle de-
licious coolness Of that magical appli-
cation---tilc tender touch Of that we'll
shaped hand on his burning flesh.
Then size bound his wounded arm care
fully with lint banda ges, and, taking a
silk scarf from her own neck, hastily
fashioned it. into {; sling,
'There," she said, nlairilT. that Will
DO for the present--alsnosst :; y as
grandma could have fixed it. let
us 60 TO pleasantel quarters.
AS soon as they Reached the parlor,
Frank managed to express somewhat
la1Dely MS thanks for the services She
had rendered hi1n; but she WAS IN &
merry mood now, and would not let
him hnger Oh the theme Of his obliga~
tions. Presently, but rs it seemed 20
Frank quite naturally, considering the
interest tne girl had manifested il him,
The current Of conversation turned OF
the military movements
After asking many questions, which
Frank was unable TO answer. she casu~
ally re1na1'lzed us though it WAS q mat
ter of 40 Importance:
81 suppose you are on your way TO
help Lyon redeem General SiEgels de-
feat Ut Calthaga?''
''Really, ! do not know The COM
uande1's OF the expedition have not dis
covered sufficient merit IL IRE to let yne
share their confidence. A private sol
der, young lady, is the mere cog Of s.
wheel in the machinery Of war, and
knows about as much Of She why's and
wierefores Of things as tilat se1lseless
piece Of mechanism does Of the reason
Of its rotation"
Yes, know Ill that, but even q lnan
III tho ranks need not be Qnits a. tsc]
There was surl 3 flash of insolelAca
IL her manner that Frank started in
panied surprise.
Il am really very sorry to seem so
stupid" he said, coloring crimson, ''o>at
think YOU are a.Nttle hard Oh 1le.'
$50 do H. she said. with g. light
laugh, for her moods were as change
a1,ie as an April sky, "s1ll>i very rude
and unladylil>e also. Pray, forgive the, .
NAY" he declared, heartily; II
have SO much 10 thazlls you for that
forgiveness is out Of the question. Now,
80 turn to "a pleasanter subject may
ask the name Of the fair Samaritan who
l.. Il 4-J al,
iby's sa1e??''
''A1eaning u1e9 OF course yea may.
Perhaps you would like lily whole
autobiography? 1t would not fill an
encyclopaedia, SO you need not look
slar1ned' Then she continued, with q
pretty serio comic esrnestness tl2a,t fas~
cinated her listener: MY !7alpe is
Mary Lascelles. | was born o1 rich
but respectai,le parents on plantation
III the southern part OF Kentucky,
where have spent tie greater portion
OF ray brief but brilliant life. Cur fam
lily, which is rather cid: migrated into
the Blue Grass State from ViEglnia-st
little previously, I believe, with Will
lam the Conqueror from Normandy into
England time previously, again,
with Noah to Mount Al,arat. Beyond
that all told that the family records
are tritie, obscure, but we have every
reason to suppose that the roots Of our
genealogical tree run right down to
Adam and Eve, The original founders Of
our race.
"Then you have not always lived in
St. Louis?'' Frank asked: much enter
tanned by her badinage.
':Not /, indeed, We are simply Oh a
visit lere-grandna and talking care
Of nv brothers house in his absence on
business
She did not explain to him that the
business which called hex brother away
from home was the onl1nand Of d regi~
ment of irregular Confederate cavalry,
at that moment doing dasling service
with Price in Missouri.
Sand may ASK" the yo1- g soldier
9ueried, blushing and stanmering Like
q boy, how, with such surround
ings, you have retained your loyalty 80
the Union? thought that"
':Nay, don't let me sail under false
colors," she interrupted. II am heart
AHA SOul d WOi SlLit'c4 Va SAI| s'o'@IA1
blue flag, and would give every drop OF
my blood to see your whole host of
Northern robbers and cut-throats swept
into the sea-"
''Then why in the name OF Heaven
did you succor us?" Frank asked, dazed
at her revelation.
"a mere woman's whim, she replied,
jauntily. Il saw you struggling against
fearful odds, and could not resist the
impulse to come to your rescue. shall
be sorry for it presently, Of course, but
meanwhile let lis forget that we are
ene1nies.''
"And your grandmother" Frank
gasped, sis she too "a
"a rebel? Certainly. Now, sir, you
had better go and show your Northern
chivalry by telling your commanding
officer what hornets nest you have
fallen into
81 would rather my tongue were cut
outl" the young man declared, hotly.
mo, Miss Lascelles, we are making
war on men, not women, and there is
no clause in our code of honor which
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