San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-11-12

and torn down. Nevertheless, the beams
which were its support on the east were
found solid and firm.
They projected through the wall of
rough hewn stone, and an old time quar-
I termaster, selecting the house for his
own use, had thrown a light gallery out
upon them. 1t made such a convenient
place for flower pots, shrubs, bathtubs
and things of that description, said he.
Furthermore it was a place where he
| could go in the warm evenings and
smoke and sip his toddy with his chosen
| associates, and not have every garrison
gabbler crowding in to disturb their
chat and absorb his precious Mononga-
hela. The gallery had no roof, was only
five feet wide and was inaccessible except
through this one window, which the I'M
sociable major had had cut down level
with the floor. Robbers Roost" the
disdainful subalterns used to call it in
the days when bluff old Blitz had occu-
pied the quarters and barred out all but
his chums, and by the same name was it
known when Holden moved in with his
wife and olive branches and took up his
abode there few years before the OPEN
ing of this story.
When the Eleventh marched out and
the Twelfth came in, Colonel Farquhar,
finding the dC,tor in possession, decided
that the Holdens should not be disturbed
that there was abundant room for
others in the new quarters. The Hol-
dens entertained great deal. Pleasant
people were visiting them month after
month, and everybody in the Twelfth
blessed them for the brightness and gay
ETY. their presence lent to the garrison.
A sterling fellow was Holden, one of the
best men in one of the very best corps,
personally and professionally, in our lit
tie army; and as for his wife, an accom-
plished society woman, a st. Louis belle,
still in the heydey of youthful woman
hood, everybody in the garrison delight
ed in her friendship and kindliness.
There was no more popular parlor than
Holden's, and night after night the young
officers gathered there. But Robbers
Roost" had fallen into disuse. The glass
door was generally shut, and the vene-
tan blinds with which old Blitz had
decorated it were ordinarily closed ex-
cept when this, one of their two guest
chambers, was occupied. Shades and
lace curtains similar to those at the rear
windows draped it within, so that from
the interior this side door presented al
most the same appearance as the win
dows themselves, and it stood directly
opposite the hall door.
But Miss Guthrie had become enthusi-
astic over the lovely view down the
Pawnee valley from that side gallery.
She was frequently to be seen there. She
had gone out for one farewell look as the
valley lay flooded in the light of the full
moon, and this was Immediately after
changing her dress. She was enchanting
over its beauty as arrayed for her jour
ney she came dancing down the stairs to
Join her hostess and the excited children
in the parlor. She suddenly missed her
gloves, remembered that she had left
them in her room, had scurried up the
stairs, had reached the landing at the
top, but never entered her room at all,
when there was heard that awful shrek
of terror and heavy fall. Holden at
the instant was III his own room, the
rear room on the opposite side of the
house, and was changing his best uni
form into something more suitable for
run down to the railway.
This had delayed him a second or two,
so that Brewster and Randolph, two of
the most active of the junior officers,
were foremost at his heels as he flew up
the stairs. His first care was for Mia,
but the youngsters had bounded into the
room and out on the gallery, as though
expecting to Oyertake some intruder
there. The side door was wide open, the
shade up, the lace curtains drawn apart.
If any one had been in the room escape
to the gallery was easy enough, but from
there there was practically none except
by leap of fifteen or twenty feet to the
hard ground below. No one had run
out, either front or back, for Murphy and
the Irish cook were at the rear on the
east side, the rushing swarm of officers
at the front. Ii any one had hidden
there escape unobserved was well nigh
impossible. No one was found-no trace
of any one Indeed, when Mia was per-
mitted to talk she vowed that no one
had been there. She herself had left
the blinds, door and curtains open as she
came in from the moonlit gallery, had
turned out h t lamp and descended the
stairs. The gallery doorway could not
be seen from where she fell, and as all
was darkness in the room itself, how
could she have seen any one?
Out on the gallery, of course, any one
would have been revealed, thanks to the
brilliancy of the full moon, almost as in
the broad glare of day; but one had to