Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1892-02-21

gesture; 81 am expecting my husband. He
may be coming back at any moment; l
must be there to see him frSti Please let
me go back, sir, with your men; put me
anywhere ashore between them and those
men that are coming. Lock me up; keep
me prisoner in in my own home; do any,
thing else if you think 1 am deceiving you /;
but don't keep me here to miss him when he
comes ~
''But you can see him later,'' said the
general.
But I must see him first" said Mrs.
Bunker, desperately. II must see him
first. for-for-he knows nothing of this.
He knows nothing Of my helping Col
Marion; he knows nothing of-how foolish
l have been, and-he must not know IL from
othersl There!' It was out at last She
was sobl5ing now, but her pride was gone.
She felt relieved, and did not oven notice
the pre- sence of two or three other officers,
who hid entered the room, exchanged few
hurried words with their supe rior, and
were gazing at her in astonishment.
The generals brow relaxed, and he
smiled. Very well, Mrs. Bunker; it shall
meet your husband with Capt. Jennings
hepe"-indicating one of the officers-'who
VIII take charge of you and the partly
ssAnd, y said Mrs. Bunker, looking i'm
ploringly through her wet but pretty lashes
at the officer, ''he won't say anything to
LepHaS, elIneF.
'sNot a syllable" said Capt Jennings
gravely- 'sBut while the tug is getting
ready, general, hadn't Mrs. Bunker better
go to Mrs. F1anigan!"
81 think mott said the general, with a
significant look at the officer as he CALAMITY
offeSed .his arm to the astonished Mrs.
Blu iier. IF she will allow me the pleasure
of taking her to my wife,
There was an equally marked respect in
tn 9 manner OF the men and, officers as Mrs
4 unker finally stepped ON board the steam
tug that was to convey the party across the
turbulent bay. But she needed it not,
neither did she take any concern of the still
furious gale, the difficult landing, the pre-
ternatural activity of the band of sappers
I who seemed to work magic with their picks
and shovels, the shelter tents that arose
swiftly around her, the sheds and bush in
closures that were Svoked from the very
ground beneath her set; the wonderful
skill, order, and discipline that in few
hours converted her strag gi4Sg dominion
INTO q formal camp, even 20 the sentinel,
who was already calmly ps lcing the rocks
by the landing as If he had ,een doing il for
years. Only one thing thrilled her-the
sudden outburst, futtering and swapping Of
the national flag from her little flagstaff
BE would see it, and perhaps be pleasedl
And indeed it seemed as { the men had
caught the injection of hi r anxiety, for
when her strained eyes cts1ld no longer
pierce the mprky twilight sitting over the
gate, one came running TO b er TO say that
the lookout had just discov cred through his
glass close-reefed schoone r ruaping In be-
fore the wind. It was her husband, and
scarcely an hour after night had shut in the
schooner had rounded 10 off
the point, dropped her boat
and. sped away to an chorage.
And then Mrs. Bunker. running bar eheaded
down tae rocks, breaking in upon the hur-
rted explanation of the officer OF the guard,
threw herself upon her husbands breast
and SOB bed ard laughed Ras IL her heart
would lJreak,
Nor Gid she scarcely hear his hurried
commenk 10 the officer and unconscious cor
roboreition OF her story. Bow brig had
raced them from the gate, was heading for
the car, but suddenly sheered of and put
ava 7 to sea again, as Il from some signal
Sroli the heaiiland s-Te@Lhe bluff III