San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-01-27

ride faster" was the reply. Here's @
letter for you"
Easter! Selim and did the thirty
miles in an hour less than usual" Mere
dith answered, taking the letter care
lessly. st was broad day before old
Pete padded into the creek; said the
river was full of transports passing up.
Wonder if they can be massing for a
q move this weather"
'Were the creeks freezing?" the other
asked, anxiously. Carroll, if the river
freezes, how can we ever get her
across?"
Upper neutrality-suspicious. cross
on the ice," Meredith returned, prompt
iy.
''Not if they're massing above Wash
ington. Besides, hang it, she's obstinate
as a burro about that cursed anonymous
meddler. But for him I'd have had her
across that night"
"His information was strictly cor
rect" his friend replied.
''Read your letter." Mckee retorted,
abruptly; and the host read, slowly:
"Maj. Bond begs to hand Mr.. Car
roll Meredith the inclosed, just received
from Wheeling, with request for imme-
date delivery I'm! polite enough;
but I'm getting into good company fastl
Notes from-headquarters!'
) "Read the inclosed, Carroll; it may
be important"
Beyond doubt" the other chaffed
back, as he slowly slipped the Enclosure
from its unsealed envelope. 1t bore
only his name and number, covering a
large, stiff sheet of plain paper scrawled
lover in careless writing, wide-lined and
ragged. DOUBTLESS, Willie, Gen. Bald
win presents his compliments to Mr..
Carroll Meredith, and requests his views
upon prison discipline. You know he
is off on an inspection. Damned if this
isn't puzzler. 1t might be written in
Chinese. Here, see if you can translate
1t. l don't remember the writing, even"
Meredith tossed the sheet to his friend,
reaching for his slippers and drawing
off one boot, as Mckee read aloud:
"'Called off suddenly. Don't delay
the hunt for me. Creeks may freeze and
ducks fly too high; so go ahead-alone.
Regrets to the ladies, especially Miss @.
Let her read this, but be careful the
heat (from her angry eyes, does not
burn it ND before she reads nv grief
between the lines. Ask her to pray for
my soul. Thine, HARRY"
"Who in thunder is 'Harry?' had
no engagement to hunt with any fellow
far less any woman" Meredith
growled, pulling on one slipper.
"Who is Miss c.? Do you recognize
herr" Mckee queried in turn.
"Divvil shpat av me! as Mary says"
the other returned Miss Carroll
Crenshaw-Colston? But I've no en-
gagement. 1t is some stupid jokel If I
catch the fellow, I'll make him pray for
his own soul
''That's i'll He is the mani" Mckee
started to his feet.
Damned if you don't read Chinese
after ALL" Meredith replied, staring.
well, his name?"
81 have no idea; but there's far more
than any joke in this. Carroll, its
writer is the same who sent the warn
ing"
by George!' the other cried, spring
ing to feet shod in one slipper and one
riding-boot. "Are you sure? Why,
man, he would have written to you. No
one knows that I ever saw Carolyn
Clay"
''There may be good reason" Mckee
persisted. "See: Don't delay the hunt
60 ahead alone Why, Carroll, it is
plain warning to cut and run. And
that Pray for my soul is his signature"
1T does look that way" Meredith as
scented, scanning the letter closely, sud-