Le MeschaceÌbeÌ. [volume] ([Lucy] La.) 1853-1942, 1895-03-02

he seemed to remember, Strengthened
up instantly, raised the forage-cap
from his curly blond head, and an
swered, respect, homage, admiration il
his fine blue eyes:
''Only this morning, gnadige Frau
lein. The adjutant and were sent in
by way of Green river. The regiment
is marching home"
''Oh, father will be SO glad! Have you
time-can you run up to see him now?"
"Assuredly, Miss Morgan. was on
my way there"
''That's simply lovely. Come, let me
drive you now. You can't imagine
what pleasure Rand has given us ALL"
And, edging back to the right side of
the phaeton, she eagerly made room
for him beside her. Schramm flushed
to his very eyes.
''Oh, gnadige Fraulein, thank you,
but could not. I will come-Par-
donE must stop on the way. Please
drive on, Miss Morgan. It cannot be
that should drive with an officers
daughter And, seeing rebellion in
her eyes, he abruptly turned and
strobe away. He reached the little
home only five minutes behind her. but
the next day and the next Rand"
stood unused in the stable. Its your
own doing, Schramm," she said, with
flashing eyes, when at last he meekly
came to ask why she would no longer
honor him by driving his horse
and phaeton. eff there's any military
impropriety in my driving you, there's
every impropriety in my driving your
horse and phaeton." And argument
was useless. She refused to enter it
again. This was the first break Then
came a second. On three occasions
within the ten days after his return
the sergeant major, calling to see how
Jared his captain and the family, found
Lieut.. Renshaw, very presentable
young infantryman, seated In the
little parlor. Once it was Renshaw
who opened the door. At sight of him
the soldier had become rigid, like a
pointer. His inquiries were made on
this occasion with hand ut salute, and
he faced about and left at once, but
Constance pursued and caught him at
the gate, and Renshaw, watching from
the window, saw him at attention,
punctilious as ever, and saw that Con-
stance was pleading. She was flushed
and ready to cry when she came back.
Schramm came seldom now, and Rem
shaw more frequently, and the third
winter opened in chill and gloom.
Thornton came to say good-by just
before Thanksgiving, and went bliss
fully away to his wedding, leaving
Renshaw haunting the invalid's room
and swearing to himself at Comics
ceaseless household duties. He began
to realize that she was actually striv-
ing to avoid him, and SO did Morgan.
One night Morgan called her to- him
and gently, fondly began to plead with
her. He has asked my consent, Con-
stance. He is gentleman He
loves" But she would hear no more,
and with burst Of tears fed to her
room. Poor Renshaw was told that
Constance could not listen to any pro-
posal; she would not leave daddy.
But daddy must soon leave her.
the father urged again, ''and thenwhat
is to become of you and Lot and Billy?
Renshaw said he would only be too
glad" But here the slender white
hand was placed on his mouth, and
further words were impossible.
He took it sorely to heart, did Rem
shaw, and he said some ill-advised and
oeppery things the day of Mrs Fenton's
reception when waltzing
With Connie down the long hall. .If
nothing but German baron will suit,
Why, ] suppose you can have him; but
he least the fellow can do is to wait
I'LL he gets his commission, and not be-
But he never finished. With one low
,ry OF: "0h, shame, Mr. Renshaw!r she
ore away from him and into the dress
ng-room.
1t was just dark that evening when
he ambulance from the post landed her
It their door, and Mrs. Whaling who
lad matronized the little party Of town
iris, drove on with her brood. Connie
tole, as nsual, to her fathers side to
,end and kiss him and murmur some
ond inquiry. But pent-up indignation,
he strain and misery of the long ride
Turing which she had been compelled |
o listen TO brainless ssllies and con-
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