The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-12-23
Author OF ''"The Luck of Roaring
Camp" Two Men of Sandy Bar" etc.
Copyright, 1894, by Bret Harte)

Two ISl OIL odlluy Dali t1G.
Copyright, 1894, by Bret Harte.)
PART IL-CHAPTER III.
Called to a general council of officers
at divisional headquarters the next day,
Brant had little time for further spec
uIaticn regarding his strange guest
But remark from the division COM
n1ander that he preferred to commit
the general plan of movement then un-
der discussion to memory rather
than to written orders in the ordinary
routine, seemed to show that his chief
stin suspected the existence of a
Spy He, therefore, tod him of his late
interview with Miss Faulkner, and her
probable withdrawal in favor of a mu-
latto neighbor. The division command
er received the information with in
difference. They're much too clever
no employ a hussy like that, who shows
her hand at every turn-either as a spy
or a messenger of spies-and the nu
Iattoes are too stupid, to say nothing
of their probable fidelity to us. No,
general, if we are watched it is by
an eagle, and not a knocking bird. Miss
Faulkner has nothing worse about her
than her tongue, and there isn't the
niger blood in the whole South that
NOU4u IlSh d IipCSS lbl lit-i, Va LA SIlS
of their masters or mistresses.'
1T was therefore, perhaps, with some
mitigation of his usual critical sever
sty that he saw her walking before
him alone in the lane as he rode home
70 quarters. She was apparently lost in
"a lf-impatient, lalf-moody reverie,
which even the trotting boof-be2ts OF
his own and his orderly's horse had not
disturbed. From time to time she struck
the myrtle hedge beside her fwith the
head of a large sunfiower which hung
by it's stalk from her listless hands, or
held it to her face as if to inhale its
perfume. Diminishing his orderly 10y a
side path, he rode gently forward, but
TO his surprise, without turning or
seeming to be aware of his presence,
she Quicllened her pace, and even APP
peared TO look from side to, side for
some avenue of escape. If only TO end
matters, he was Obliged to ride quickly
forward to her side, where he threw
himself from his horse, flung the reins
on his arm, and begun to walk beside
her. She at first turned a, slightly flush
ed cheek away from him, and then
booked up with a purely simulated start
OF surprise.
'I ann afraid he said gently, "that
am the first to break my own orders
in regard to any intrusion on your
privacy. But I wanted to ask you If
could give You any aid whatever in the
change YOU think OF making" he was
< quite sincere. had been touched by her
S1nanifest disturbance. and despite his
masculine relentlessness of criticism he
had an intuition OF feminine suffering
that was in itself feminine.
'sMeanng that you are in a hurry to
Iret rid Of me- she said CURLY, without
Raising her eyes.
Y Meaning that you are in a. hurry to
pedite a business which 1 think is I'M
pleasant TO you, but which l believe
YOU have undertaken from unselfish de-
Totion."
The stant expression OF a. reserved
nature is sometimes more attractive to
women than the most fluent vivaoity.
Possibly there was also a melancholy
grace in his sardonic soldiers manner
that affected her, for she looked up
and said impulslvely:
You think so?"
But he met her eager eyes with some
surprise. az certainly do" he replied
more coldly. I can imagine your feel
6ngs on finding your uncles home in the
possession Of your enemies, and your
presence under the family roof only a
sufferance. I can hardly believe it a
pleasure to you or a. task you would
have accepted for yourself alone"
But" she said. turning from him
wickediy, what if 1 did it only to ex-
cite my revenge; what if 1 knew it
would give me courage to inc:te my
people to carry the war into your own
homes, to make You of the North feel
as 1 feel. and taste our bitterness?'
81 could easily understand that too"
One returned with listless GOODNESS. cal
though 1 don't admit that revenge is
an unmiXed pleasure, even to a wom-
an"