Evening journal., 1892-08-02


tifnl dark hair streaming in ripping,
shimmering masses down over the
creamy white wrapper. Tho burst Of
tears would have been q blessed relief,
but it never came. A quick, soldierly
tread was heard on the plank walk with /
out, and then springing up the steps. /
Even before the rat-tat-tat at the door /
she had torn herself from his arms aud /
sped like a startled fawn upthe carpeted /
stair.
1T is Mr.. Brewster" said Mrs. Ber- I
rien, in low tone, quickly. Berrien
threw open the door. Anything for a
pretext to come here again" he NUT
tered angrily TO himself, as he confronted /
the unwelcome intruder. It was Brew
ster.
"Major Berrien the colonels compli-
ments, and he desires you to know that
the train viii be here at four instead of
five" And Brewster's eyes glanced but
an instant into those Of his superior,
and then went wandering longingly over
his shoulder.
81 had already heard it, sir. You
have everything ready"
II beg pardon, then, for disturbing
you, major. 1 have just left the col
onel, and he thought you might not have
heard. Yes, sir, everything will be
ready, though the rations are not yet
cooked"
"Then be ready to get your horses
aboard the moment has finished load
ing. Anything else, Mr. Brewster
Poor fellow, there was something else
something that filled heart and soul and
dominated every thought. Gazing
wistfully up the stairs, his sad eyes had
caught one glimpse of that white, fleet
ing form, one glimpse Of the lovely
pallid face all framed in dark, falling
tresses, as, clinging to the balustrade,
Winifred turned, unable to resist the
longing to hear what he might have to
say.
"Nothing-nothing more, l believe,
sir" And, mechanically raising his
hand in salute, poor Curly turned away,
the door promptly closing behind him.
Berrien came back into the parlor
clinching his fists, speechless indigna-
ton in his face. Mrs. Berrien saw the
unmistakable signs. and, though in hel
heart she felt full of sympathy for
Brewster, she knew it best to say moth
ing now.
If l thought it as you said" he
hoarsely spoke at last. IF | thought
that fellow had been trifing with Win
ME while all the time carrying on this
- Taught it makes me feel as though
could throttle himl" And Berrien
strobe up and down the coy room.
beating one brawny fist into the palm Of
the other hand.
But, Richard dear, why do you think
there has been anything serious between
him and this-this woman? think she
deliberately assumed that manner at the
hop tonight. think she called him
Carroll solely for Winifred's benefit
and mine. l saw how astonished and
annoyed he was"
But Berrien held up warning hand.
"She came down the stairs weeping and
he striving to soothe her. She was sob
bing aloud when he put her in the car
rage. Rolfe and both saw and heard.
Don't tell me there wasn't anything be-
tween them. Very possibly he does
want to make up to Winifred now but
damn himl be shant | won't have her
degraded by any such offer, if have to
send her and you TO Europe to get her
away from him. 1t is no imagination.
Bess; tell you l know Why, only this
morning she sent him a new picture Of
herself; and as for calling him Carroll
for our benefit, that's what she calls
him in her letters, and can prove it,"
GLOW, Dick?"
"Rolfe saw it-saw it this very morn
ing"
Captain Rolfel Why. how came he
to see her letter to him?'
"Well, it was lying open on his desk;
he could not help seeing"
"Why, Dick, l cannot understand
Captain Rolfes looking at or reading
other peoples letters, and
ut was an accident. tell you"
"Ah, but it was no accident his tell
ing of it, Dick. Nothing on earth should
have induced him to refer to it, if, as be
claims, he saw it by accident did not
suppose Rolfe would do such a thing"
"Well, he couldn't help himself [
dragged it out of him, l suppose"
Another step, another rap at the door
and, casting one glance aloft, Berrien,
to his dismay, again caught sight Of
Winifred's pale face peering over the
balustrade. The child could not, would
not rest.
whats wanted?" he CURLY asked rs
he threw open the door.
lit is Sergeant Ellis, sir" said deep
voice. Il have come 20 beg the major
TO intercede for me- My troop goes
with the majors battalion and begged
to be relieved and allowed to go. but the
quartermaster says l must stay until
some sergeant can be found who is COM
petent to take charge-some one in the
infantry battalion. That may require
two or three days, sir, and am fearful
that once the command gets away there
will be no obtaining orders to follow it.
Besides, sir, there is my horse"
"You belong to the Black troop"
eyes, sir, and think that if the ma
jor would but speak to Major Kenyon
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