The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-03-29

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to him that Welsh was sneak and
Abrams SLOUGH and you soldier; but
I never expect anything better. Why,
Hearn, my boy, forgive me. Some
things wrong, and here I'm rafting
away and never seeing it,"
"Read that" said Hearn; and the
major read, with wonder1nent and con-
Germ deepening in his grizzled face, then
turned away to the window with a long
whistle.
well, lad, that is something even 1
hadn't thought of. By CAD! I'm going
to write few lines to your good mother
on my own hook; she reminds me of
mine No; no shutting yourself up in
your bedroom now. Come out here on
the piazza, where there's sunshine, and
where there will be roses presently.
Mrs. Lane and Miss Marshall have gone
over to the hospital with some jellies for
Brent, and it's time for them to return.
Come out, 1 say, or, as commanding
officer of the post, I'll send file of the
guard to haul you out. You've lost
three shades of tan in four days, and
I'm not going to let you nope in here, if
I have to annul your colonel's order of
close arrest and give you extended lin
| its. Come out"
There was no resisting the major;
there was no resisting the deeper long
ing in his heart. Every day since his in
generation Mrs. Lane had found means
to send MIN some friendly little note,
together with dainties of domestic man
ufacture; every day she and Miss Mar
shall had appeared at least once or twice
upon the walk in front, although he
could not join them; and now they were
interesting themselves in Corp. Brent,
said the major, and the corporal was
getting well enough to be read to a little
while and to see some of his chums for
few minutes and to inquire how he
had been hurt. Kenyon fairly towed
his prisoner out through the hall and
landed him on the veranda just as the
MONDAY drum was sounding orderly
call, then rattling out "Roast Beef of
Old England" in hoarse accompaniment
to the piping of the fife.
Half an hour later two parasols could
be distinguished, above the low shrub
berry farther east along the row, and the
ladies on Burnham's veranda, where the
doctor was seated in clover, now that
Wallace had ridden away, stepped for
ward to the hedge and accosted the
bearers and strove to persuade them to
stay. Hearn's heart seemed to halt in
protest, then pounded gladly away
again, for the delay was but monentary
-phenomenally short for feminine chats,
but the mail was coming, and Mrs. Lane
was impatient to get her letters. Once
more the parasols came floating along
above the hedge. One, held some six
inches higher than the other, was on the
outside, farthest from the fence. That
was hers, and she it must be who would
first come in sight from behind the big
lilac bush in Brodies yard.
If Mrs. Brodie should happen to see
them and stop them! But no; Mrs Bro
die went across the parade to the Crosses
half an hour ago, thank heaven. Hearn's
eager eyes were fixed upon the outer
edge of that lovely lilac screen, longing
| for the first glance of the face he had
seen in his dreams night and day now
for nearly a week. If she were think.
ing of him, if he were anything to her,
would not she be apt to look toward this
veranda the instant she hove in sight
around that sheltering bush? "Yonder
they come now" said Kenyon, slowly
lowering his boot heels from the balcony
rail. I'm going to stop them at the
gate to see how Brent is"
Another instant, and once more the
floating fringes of the outer parasol came
sailing slowly into sight beyond the
lilacs, then the white ferrule, daintily
gloved hand, white draped shoulder
then proudly poised, dark haired head
thick, low arched eyebrows and long
curling lashes through a fiimsy web OF
veil that hung almost to the rosy lips
close compressed; then sudden upward
sweep of lash, a quick, straight glance
from two deep, dark eyes, CLEAN OF
joy, of glad recognition, an instant part
ing of the curving lips and a flash Of
white, even teeth, and Hearns heart
throbbed and bounded. She had seer
him instantly and was glad.
Yet it was Mrs. Lane who had to de
most of the talking, for Georgia Marshal
was strangely silent. Every now an(
then her eyes seemed to take quicl
note of the pallor of his face and th,
lines of care and trouble. Kenyon hat
held open the gate and quietly steereC
the two ladies to the veranda, wher,
Hearn was hastily placing chairs; ant
though the mail orderly was approach
ing and Mrs. Lane knew there must b,
letters from her captain, she could moi
take Georgia instantly away, and SO fo
few moments they sat there in thei
dainty summer gowns and with dee
sympathy in their eyes-eyes so differ
ent in color, yet so like in expression
they would have cheered sorer hear
than Hearn's.
The orderly carrying the mail cam
briskly in at the gate.
81 left Mrs. Lanes letters at tn
house, ma'am," he said, as he handed
package to Kenyon and proceeded to un
load half dozen bulky newspapers o.
Hearn. Kenyon had opened his officia
letter with brief excuse me" and the
began to chuckle:
''Hearn, my boy, they mean to do yo
all proper honor. Just look at this dc
} tail, will you? Four or five colonies an
majors and half a dozen captains to 81
in Judgment, and-well, if this don
beat all! old Lawler himself for judg
! advocate"
Hearn's face was flushing and palm
by turns.