Evening journal., 1892-08-01

called Mrs. Berrien from the steps.
"You and Mr.. Ridgeway can spare a
moment, can you notf Oh, Dick, here
you arel" she cried, as with quick, ener-
getic step the major sprang across the
road and appeared under the dim light
Of the garrison lamp, and back TO the
gate she sped TO meet him and to twine
her arm in his.
"rll say good night, ladies' said Ken
yon. "T'll call in in the morning to see
If can be Of any service. Now must
trot over and help Holden to pack"
And, unrestrained. he went.
Brewster, Ridgeway, won't ask you
in now. You have much to attend 70
and but little time. Run in, Winifred,"
said the major. "I'll be with you at the
barracks in a few moments, gentlemen"
Slowly but obediently Winifred step
ped forward.
Good night, Mr. Ridgeway," she
murmured, holding out her little hand.
"Thanls you very much
Berrien stood impatiently at the gate,
as though TO see her safely through.
With trembling lips Brewster spoke as
no sprang TO her side.
"Goodby. Don't forget" was all he
could murmur as he seized her hand,
clinging to it one miserable moment
/ with both his own.
"Goodby," she said, in low, tremu-
/ lous tone, but withdrawing her hand,
Withholding her glance. The major
threw his arm about her and almost
thrust her through the gate.
ut is good night only, not goodby,
Mr.. Brewster" said Mrs Berrien, kind
ly forgetting her own misery for the
moment in the contemplation Of the woe
in his face. Then they hurried within
doors, Winifred dropping before them,
and then the door closed and Brewster
and Ridgeway stood there confronting
each other under the light. For mo-
ment neither spoke.
"Have you lost your crossed sabersy'
said Brewster finally, noting that the
handsome cap badge Of solid gold which
Ridgeway ordinarily wore upon the
front of his forage capwas now missing.
"No; / took it off to pin Miss Berrien's
wrap about her throat"
A moment more Brewster stood as
though he would ask another question,
then abruptly turned and plunged into
the darkness.
Meantime Major Kenyon had trudged
up the row toward Holden's quarters
Already the lights were beginning tC
CLEAN from the various houses around
the big quadrangle Of the parade, wher,
a dozen of the cavalry officers were noH
busily engaged in preparation for IN,
sudden move. Over at the hospital, too
the lamps were being lighted in the
stewards room and the dispensary
Holden's hall door stood wide open. The
hall itself was dark, but a lamp was
alight in the sitting room, and that door
too, was wide open. A tall form passed
across the illumined space as Kenyon
drew near He stopped for a moment
at the gate, listening to the sound Of
hustle, the whistling and singing Of Tn,
men Mt the barracks Hardship, hun
ger, privation. suffering ahead Of them
even if they don't have hard fighting,
he muttered to himself. "In thirty-si,
hours they'll be freezing, poor devils
for not a man in the battalion has win
ter kit; and just hear them laugh and
sing, as though the world had no JOY
like soldierngl God guard them-and
these poor wives and sweethearts here
Why isn't it my lot to go instead Of Der
rien'sY Who the devil would shed teal
for mey' He shook himself together ant
tramped heavily into the gate and NJ
the steps.
Door be called at the doorway
"Oh. Door
No answer. The house was silent.
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