San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-01-25

sne looked, the woman gave a great
gasp, the blood rushing to her ashen
face, burning on either cheek in great
red disks. And her long taper hands
clutched the shutters fercely, as though
to fling them wide.
For there-coatless under the chilling
wind, his priced thigh boots of camp
dandyism replaced by ragged shoes, yet
frank, defiant and with clear eyes fash
ing out of his cold-blued face-stood
Evan Fauntleroy.
"Merciful Godl Why am I so help
less? Oh, if ] but dared!" Miss Clay
cried aloud, as her hands dropped list
less from the lattice. ''Oh, if Bessie
were but here! Father, aid me now!"
As though in answer to her prayer
the door opened hastily. and the girl
she longed for, running in painting,
passed her arm about the other as she
followed her gaze below. o..
81 thought of you, Caro-, so helpless
up here!" she gasped. There might be
some one you knew; some friend"
There! Evan, my cousin!'' Carolyn
Clay cried, trembling in her eagerness
THANK God that He sent you! See
the tall boy--no, not that-the coatless
one! Bess, he is Evan-the one cap
tured that night for me! You must"
"An right! know" the other an
swered, rapidly; and the warm kiss she
paused to press on her friends cheek
told her that'she was understood.
Down to the street at breallneck
speed went the young girl, calling to a
negro with coffee can as she snatched
some bundles from the hall table and
ran hatless into the cold air. For by
this time the surging crowd-and in it
some of the best and most noted blood
of Maryland-was pressing close upon
the guard, but still kept back by the
barrier of rifles at port"
Passing rapidly down the line, Bessie
Westchester paused opposite Evan,
working her way through the crowd
close up to the barrier of steel. Then,
watching eagerly, she managed to catch
his eye, and-the natural gallantry Of
the Virginian aided by the evident inter-
est in her expressive face-hcld,i it fixed
upon her. A puzzled look stole across
the young scouts features, as he vou-
dered whether her intent regard meant
that they had met before. Evidently he
had been singled out; for though deep
er tint dyed her soft cheeks, that gaze
never left him, and to the query his eye
brows sent over the guards shoulder
came a scarce perceptible movement Of
her own, followed by the bare suspicion
of a nodded assent. Not one bit a fop,
Evan knew then that the girl had a
message for him, or had possibly seen
him before; and, standing coatless there
under the biting wind, his elastic spirit
carried him back to all scenes of his in
frequent absences from home, and ad-
miraticn for the pretty, graceful wom-
an, so plainly interested in him, mingled
with his wonderment sufficiently to
make him forget his sorry plight and
singular costume for the time.
Can we not give the prisoners some
coffee?" Bessie asked OF the trim young
lieutenant passing down the line. And
she threw all the witchery of voice and
face into the query.
Every sorry, MISS" the officer an
swered, courteously, pausing to raise
his cap, then hating in evident admira-
ton. But our orders are very strict
1t is positively forbidden to allow any
intercourse-Fal back, there; Clear
the roadwayl' he interrupted himself
suddenly.
The old general was riding, slowly
and alone, down the line, looking on
the captives with eyes that held more
of pity than of curiosity. At the lieu
tenants tone the people instinctively
fell back to the sidewalk, long Injured
to authority and well taught the
necessity of obedience to it's behests.
Only Bessie Westminster stood her
ground, now left entirely alone by rapid
retreat of her friends, but perfectly
quiet and at ease.
81 beg pardon, miss, "'again the young
ieutenants hand went to his cap, the
general now close upon them, but with
face turned aside, "butI fear you did not
hear"
''Oh, yes, I heard, thank you," she
answered, with smile aud another
glance into the young mans face that
brought the color to it. Then, calmly
and gracefully, as though waiting to
receive guest, the 1.-THE little figure
remained perfectly still in the very
path of the slow moving horse, until his
muzzle almost touched her hair. Then
the little hand was raised to stroke his
face; but the ungallant brute SHE'D i'm
patiently as though resenting caress
from a stranger.
CHAPTER TX.
BOON AND ITS RESULT
The movement quickly turned the old
generals eyes from the guarded line to