Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1895-07-11

clever bit OF WOfk. anu uVe pucAp uAu
it. killing two men for us, losing us
our game just as we were bagging II.
Leighton was company clerk, q
talented, handsome fellow; had served
out in India. He had cheering
freshness and facility Of expression,
and spoke with the quick, falling in
Election and directness Of the English
in speech One 50 quickly learns TO love.
He was mechanically ruling double
red lines in book where life's &C.
count of services had been credited
and closed, much as handbook y
ruled when statement is rendered
from balance struck. The words
"Died' or Deserted placed in, red
ink in the space below showed the
cause Of closing for service abruptly
terminated. The usual remark was
Discharged by expiration term OF
service in black ink.
Sergeant, and whose will be the
next bloody DIP" asked Leighton,
without ring Of feeling.
sThere'll be plenty OF EN-, II TINS
blooming heat continues and we re-
main in this camp, replied.
We were working at this oiiiciai
funeral in the sultry summer night by
the unsteady light Of lantern candles,
and we're not feeling impressed or
reyerent. Leighton was IN his under
shirt, open at his handsome brown
throat. As he leaned over the books
at work, q locket from his bosom fell
the slack OF its gold chain and struck
the desk.
/ / noticed it, and he took it of,
handing it SO me with Indifference. He
had opened the locket, revealing the
portrait, which was that OF fresh
young girl, one Of those sweet Eng
fish faces, whose charm is complexion
and expression of confidence complete.
The ewes arrested you-pathetic, soft
brown eyes, SO tender they seemed tore
proach, and, as you changed your point
Of view of the miniature, followed yor
with their full, warm light. ] have
seen such affectionate light only in thu
brown ewes Of faithful dogs watching
those they love.
Seeing my more than casual notic'
Of the portrait, Leighton added; TT
, nm old story; not worth the telling
don't know why keep it. "
He spoke with the same absent in
, terest we were feeling over this worl
, for the dead. 1t struck me as peculial
! that in romance accomplished Their
should be no trace either Of bitterness
or remorse, only weary indifference
/ was SO quickly fascinated by the fac
', that Leighton's manner annoyed me
! and did not ask for the story. Pos
! sibly overhead makes men irritable
|, for somehow / resented this careles
! fellow wearing about him face lik
that, with less interest than he wor
!, his spurs. did not then notice th
: resemblance of the face to Leighton't
! stopped abruptly and thought 9
! desertion, changing the conversation
/ to this, the subject Of my days mu'
i ing.
q Leighton, something's got to b
e done to relieve the pressure. ] kno
/ the lieutenant would like to do SO. b
n feels the pulse Of this camp and know
h the symptoms But what can he do?-
/. his orders to remain here are imper
i tive, and he can't pass us across Il
= line"
C Hunting leave, laughed Leighton
ssHunting leave, then, let it be-"
3 replied, with no questions asked
b to our game or preserve, though ! cs
g. tell what yours will be, you your
,e imp! Tomorrow make out huntir
ID pass for six" Leighton was hummir
u catchy service ballad that had a
le peared in London music-halls the We
ie before, and did not reply.
lie Next morning, presented with Il
r, report four-days' hunting pass for $
i. men. The lieutenant dipped his pr
se in the ink and held it in contemplate
q for moment above the place for 81
er nature, looking thoughtfully aero
" the level plain. Then, with quick d
10 cision: 81 wish, sergeant, you Al
" Leighton would take hunting pas
and let no complications arise. I" 7
I'd signed the pass, adding our names
or the text.
be The following evening found us I
re in Correlitos After dinner, viii
ur smoking fragrant vuella Abajo Of I
OF "Zona Libra" strolled through t
k narrow streets of this old Spani
be town, watching the wealth Of we
a ern sunset, where the after-glow "
al fast fading. High above the mou
Of tain-tops lay great pillows OF russ
of flame, with crests like the name Of
ng wind famed prairie fire. Lower
id the madre spread the pure deep purI
Of southern twilight, while from t
ot foothills came the soft evening bree
ell born after the heat of day. Ev
an sounds fell on the ear so gently y
es, thought that before reaching you tn
ID must have loitered to battle in I
mt acequia and caught some OF its mi
he muir.
ng On the plaza passed two groups
ng comrades, one seeking solace in bra
Oh dy, the other, fortune in roulette
I'm pleasant rastimes that might lead