The Hazel Green herald., 1894-12-06

mass Of auburn hair and kissing her
white forehead. Tired out with all your
household care2 Growing too fast?
Lot and Billy too much for you now?"
The big pathetic brown eyes were
swimming a little, but she looked
bravely up. Perhaps it's spring fever"
she said. with an attempt at laughing
II all lightly away. "I'm sure there's
nothing else. I'm only trifle fagged.
1t will be all right now that we can
get out again in the sunshine every
day"
She was fastening his necktie for him
ht the moment; then, patting his griz-
Zlcd cheek, she took the whislS broom
TO dust the worn old fatigue coat pre-
pa'atory To letting him stump forth
on his hating way to the ordnance
storchouse. but there came rousing
rat-tat-tat at the front door Just at the
instant, and, nanny being up to her
elbows in flour and Penner away at the
commissary, Connie sprang to answer.
and there, precise and soldierly as
ever. stood Schramm.
"Why, Schr-r-amm!" she cried. de-
lightedly. when--how did YOU
get bacli?"
'Scrgt Schultz. gnadigc fraulein,
was sent bncls with dispatches, and |
came with him. Is Herr Lieutenant
within? | bring letters" And he
handed hcra packet.
Come right in, Schramm; papa will
be so glad to see you."
A,I th,,e l,;lJ,,, ,.,t
ing, Schramm stepped To the inner
door, and there. hand at salute and
heels together he stood attention, his
kind blue eyes alight with fidelity and
affection.
Hello. Schramm!' exclaimed Nor
gan, limpirg around the big base
burner with extended hand, which the
soldier graSpcd respectfully an instant,
then returned to his invariable atti-
tude. well, you must have ridden
hard"
"Only forty-hvc miles, sir. We left
them in camp on Bear Fork at mid
night. There was news from the
agency. We go back this afternoon
with orders to catch them tomorrow al
Painted Lodge"
lIurridly opening the packet, Nor
gan glanced over the contents--two of
ficinl letters for himself, and n smaller
note. why, Con, this is for you--from
Thornton" he said, in surprise. Then.
never noting the eager, almost incrcd-
ulouS light that flashed into her eyes,
or the instant rush of color to her
| checks and brow, he tore open the first
letter. an order from Tintop TO send on
certain arms for the use of scouts. He
glanced quickly up to send Schram for
the ordinance scrgent, but Schramm
had disappeared. There stood Con-
stance, her eyes dancing, her red lips
parted, her bosom heaving. languor
and pallor utterly banished from her
face, grasping in both hands the letter
he had given her, devouring its pages
with all her soul in her eyes, utterly
lost to him and to the world at large IN
the rapture of young girls first dream
of love. For the first time in his life
Morgan saw that his child was beau
! tiful. For the first time il dawncd
| upon him she was no longer n child.
/ For the first time in his life the father
! called her to his side and she did not
hear.
Connie" he said. Then at last,
almost sternly. "Constance!"
"Oh. what, papa dear? Forgive me,
! : was sol was"
"Ycs," said he, vaguely, feeling all
helpless and bcwildercd yet. Yes.
What does he say? What does he write
you?'
Another rush of color, new flash in
the great brown eyes, yet more hesi-
fancy. more embarrassment.
why, there's letter for you, papa
he says so; but--this is about some
thing else"
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