The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-03-22


idea of that courtesy which is officially
declared to be indispensable among
military men," as to any exhibition
thereof in the streets of their own peace
full and remarkably well regulated me-
tropolis.
But Col. Morris was himself wofully
perturbed about this time. After immo
lating Cross and other officers by name,
as was to be expected, The Palladium
man had taken to pohng ugly little in
situations at the post commander, and
this, thought Morris, was the height of
ingratitude. He was in no pleasant
mood when the men came marching up
from stables, and it stung him to see
how cordial everybody was to Hearn,
who, confound it! was the cause of the
whole row. The telegram he had just
received settled that matter once and
for all; yet he was glad he had an adju-
tant on whom to devolve the coming
duty.
Ever since Hearn's trouble began Cap
tain and Mrs. Lane had lost no opportu-
nifty to make him understand that they
were devotedly his friends, and that if
he would but come to them in his sense
of utter wrong the shelter of their home,
the welcome of their fireside, would be
some compensation at least for the harsh
treatment accorded to him by the world
at large. Thanks to tlle efforts Of the
western newspaper million or more Of
free people had learned to look upon his
name as the synonym for all that was
staggering, brutal, drunken and bully
ing; and it was easy to see that the young
soldier was cut to the heart. ....--,
But an unexpected ally had been discoy-
cred. Hearn, who had at first held aloof
in solitude, brooding over his troubles,
began to show decided readiness to
come. And though at all times CRATE
full and most attentive to Mrs. Lane,
that clear sighted young matron speed
lily noted how his handsome blue eyes
would wander about in search of her
quietly observant friend, and that ever
since the night of her tilt with Lawler
Miss Marshall's interest in the case had
been quadrupled. Now, this was not
exactly what Mrs. Lane had planned.
She wanted Georgia to marry in the
army, but she also wanted, and saw
nothing in the least unreasonable in SO
wanting, to select that spirited young
woman's husband for her. She did not
for a moment think that there was any
danger of Georgia's falling in love with
! Hearn.
He was several years her senior, to be
sure; he was handsome, distinguished as
soldier, man of unimpeachable char
acter as modern men go: but, she ar
gued, che is so much younger for his
years than Georgia for hers" She had
had to think so much for herself, and
now the man she should marry was
well, not grabbed old Maj. Kenyon, of
course; he was widoWer-sour and vet
susceptible. 1t was only too plain that
he loved to come to the house and talk
with Miss Marshall by the hour, espe-
cially when the caYalrymen were all
down at stables Neither did she want
the doctor, whom Jeanette McCrea
could have if she would only make up
her mind to drop Jim Wallace, who was
now so devoted that the yearning med
ical man had no chance whatever. No,
she didn't see, after all, just the right
man for Georgia.; still she had al
ways thought of some one so much
older, utterly ignoring the fact that
when left to themselves most women
have very different views of their own.
Not word had she uttered to Georgia,
of course, but to her loving and indul-
gent spouse she had gone so far as to say:
sit is lovely to see how he is beginning
to find comfort in her society; but,
Fred And madame breaks off, irreso-
lutte, yet suggestive.
But, Mabel responds her gray
eyed lord with indefniteness equal tc
her own.
''Just suppose And then another
pause on her part. .........
''Just suppose what, Mrs Lane-that
it should snow before September"
''Now, Fred, you know, or else you
haven't any eyes for ....
II haven't-exceptf for one, says Lane
parrying the situation with the very
words he knows will most delight her.
s'You absurd boy" But she comes
futtering across the room to reward him
as he deserves. ''What I mean is, Geor.
gia might get to think of him"
well, everybody is thinking of him
just now, and ia the light of such ca,
tastrophe I suppose I'd have to make
him think of her" ......
HE does now; and if he doesn't-you
can't make people fall in love, can your
agreed, Mrs. Wisehead. Neither
can you prevent it, can you? know
couldn't stop fellow from falling il
love with you some few years ago, HARD
as 1 tried. The more tried to put yor
away, the more you kept coming into
that fellows empty head" Here Capt
Lane is rewarded again, and as soon a:
able to speak resumes.) 80 why worry
now?'
"Well, I'm not worrying exactly
only
q "Only what? Every man can't have
a wife like mine. Still, wouldn't sht
make rather good one?'
"Good? Goodness! But the question
is to find the right man. However,
know what you mean, Fred. Don't in
terfere; so l won't. And there they ar,
chatting in the parlor, yet, and it's tim
for him to getready for parade Why
here's Mr.. Masonr' And Mrs. Lane
who had slipped into the dining room
caught sight of the adjutant at the from
door. ....
"What is it, Mason?" asked Lane,
sudden trouble in his eyes, as he hurried
through the hall.