Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1892-10-06

dark eyes, full of trouble. glance quick
ly up.
Hear those sounds from below! The
shrill voice of the colonel: Column oil
tours. Break from the right to march
to the left The inevitable boom. boom
br-r-oom, boom. boom, of the drums
Loud plaudits and cheers from the
crowd Lively applause from the por-
tico. Low voice are indistinguishable
here at the window. Brewster pulls
down the shade: it may shut out the
noise, thin as it is, and so long as one
can't see anything, why have it up?
"Where?' she repeats. 81 thought
they went east, and that WEI But she
gets no further. The pearl pendant is
rising and falling like a storm tossed
shallop. Her slender fingers are nerv
ously twisting and untwisting her filmy
handkerchief. Tramp, tramp. tramp
echoing the drum beats, the column of
tours is striding away down the ap-
plauding thoroughfare. Then, as the
band clears the left flank of the line and
opens out across the street. Joyous.
spirited, ringing. it bursts into martial
song. Where had she heard that intro
duction before? Surely there's some
thing familiar. But she has no time to
think of that now.
81 supposed-you never cared for
detached service" she falters. But
is it your woundY'
He shakes his head:
"Three months ago would not have
left the regiment Now | am better
anywhere away from it.
Oh, Curly, Curly What fools these
mortals bel' You should have sense
enough to see how utterly the situation
has changed. You ought to know that
something more than gratitude has
prompted all old Berrien's clumsy eff
forts at cordiality. You ought TO see
by Mrs. BerIien's unaffected kindliness
that the cloud has been dispelled. Why
stand in your own light, victim to this
pride, striving to persuade
yourself that had il not been for the for
tunes Of war her father would have in
today as sternly and positively
as he did before and she-she would
probably have as meekly, tamely sub
United as she did that bitter night OF |
parting at the gate? Can You never for. |
give that unresponsive hand, that half |
constrained goodbye
He is silent, waiting for her reply. |
He will not look at her, for her beauty I
lazzles, almost drives him wild with
passionate love and longing. He has
her, adored her as loyal knight
might worship his queen of love and
beauty. Down in his heart Of hearts her
mage has lived through every instant Of
he fierce campaign and reigns there
low, rebel against it as he may. Her
ilence daunts him. If he had thought
o pique or trap her into questioning, il
vas unworthy of his love and her. Her
little hands are clasping now She has
tarted, raised her head. is listening in.
emily. Absorbed only in her, in his
owe, in his wrongs, Brewster has lost all
ar for the thrilling, martial music ,
rowing fainter and fainter down the
treet, but the look in her sweet face .
tartles him. The color has fed. The ,
ark eyes are dilating. One little hand I
) uplifted, as if to ward off any other
ound. Borne ON the night wind the
trains come full and rich upon the ear.
10 wonder the girl is silenced, stunned. 4
IA, for the clasping mothers arms now! ,
III, for the love, the wordless sympathy. /
nat was hers that cold, gray wintry /
forming when the battalion with its /
wed ones strobe buoyantly away down ;
he winding road at Pawneel All the r
cart breaking sorrow, all the vague.
quivering pain. come back 10 y
er again as now she leans breathless r
sainst the easement listening to the
me sad, sweet. fearful old song: a
Love not, love not, ye hapless sons Of clayi (,
One instant only she stands trembling
ere, then a great sob surges up in her II
roat, and, burying her face in her W
lnds. she bursts away, she runs she fl
lows not whittier. Out into the de. o.
rted corridor, along the carpeted aisle "
e speeds. Then to her left. wide open.
lightly lighted, she spies the elevator. in
ID, with the leap of hunted hare to its n
aiAf sAN "a LES NttilU. NO one there. /
e tries to shut the sliding door. but p
w some one is e-Brewster-and Z
one arm is too strong for her two. al
instant more and he is with her. ca
assing the fates that had carried off to
9 attendant for surreptitious look al tn
g departing regiment. With quick de. hi
ion Curly pulls the starting rope. and fl
len the car has glided softly upward Gu
q half way to the next floor checks its ar
'tion, then springs to her side. Never hi
that instant had he known the full
sery of crippled and useless arm.
'Winifred, sweet one, istenr' he cries. an
zing a slender wrist and striving to sp
wv her hand away. as, sobbing, she sa
'uches in the corner of the cage. while
brave young heart is humping with yo
Joy and exultation it never knew be- sa
e. His blue eyes are atiame with
e and gladness. On
'Listenl Don't cry so! must tell WI
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