The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1895-01-25

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squally at the Spirit Rock reservation. /
Do you mean that Mcleod IS there?"
That's where his troop ought to be /
By this time. There Is too small force
On the trail now, and more will have to
go if big outbreak is to be prevented -
Then he has gone, and 1 cannot see /
him. Let me lock at the window then. -
a few steps brought them to the ter.
race, and there, standing by the west /
wall and looking up at the closed Stats
Of the dormer window, Captain Chester
TetOld the story Of his night adventure |
Armitage listened attentiYeiy, asking |
few questions. When it was finished, |
the latter turned and walked to the rear
door, which opened on the terrace. It |
was locked.
The servants ars having holiday,
I presume, - he said. $50 much the bet
ter. ask the quartermaster for the key |
Of the front door, and I'll go in while /
everybody is out looking at dress parade
There goes first call now. Let your or
derby bring it to me here, will your"
Ten minutes later, with beating heart,
he stood and uncovered his handsome
head and gazed silently, reverently |
around him. He was in her room.
1t was dainty as her own dainty self.
The dressing table, the windows, the
pretty white bed, the broad, inviting
lounge, the work table and basket, the
very washstand, were all trimmed and
decked alike, white and yellow prevail
ing. White lace curtains draped the
window on the West-that fateful win
dow--and the two that opened out On
the roof Of the piazza. White lace cur
tains draped the bed, the dressing table
and the washstand. White lace or
some equally fimsy and feminine ma
terial hung about her boOkshelves and
workable and oyer the lounge, and bows
OF bright yellow ribbon were every
where, yellow pincushions and wall
pockets hung about the toilet table, soft
yellow rugs lay at the bed and lounge
side, and sunshiny tone was given to
the whole apartment by the shades Of
yellow silk that hung close to the win
doWs.
On the wall were some choice etchings
and few foreign photographs On the
bookshelYes were a few volumes of
poetry and the prose Of George Eliot
and our own Hawthorne. Hanging on
pegs in the corner Of the simple army
room, covered by a curtain, were some
heavy outer garments, an ulster, a
travelling coat and cape of English make
and one or two dresses that were APP
parently too thick to be used at this
season of the year. He drew aside the
curtain one moment, took brief glance
at the garments, raised the hem of a
skirt to his lips and turned quickly
away. A door led from the room to the
one behind it, spare bedroom evident
~, that was lighted only from the back
Of the house and had no side window at
ALL Another door led to the hall, a
broad old fashioned affair, and crossing
this he stood i'll the big front room oc-
cupied by the colonel and his wife This
was furnished almost as luxuri0usly,
from an army point of view, as that Of
Miss Renwick, but not in white and yell
low.
Armitage smiled to see the evidences
of Mrs. Maynard's taste and handiwork
on every side. In the years he had been
the old soldiers adjutant nothing could
have exceeded the simplicity with which
the colonel surrounded himself. Now it
was something akin to Sybaritish ele-
gance, thought the captain, but all the
same he made his deliberate survey.
There was the big dressing table and
bureau on which had stood that ravish-
ed picture, that photograph Of the girl
he loved which others were able to
speak Of and one man to appropriate
feloniously, while yet he had never seen
it. His impulse was to go to Jerrold's
quarters and take him by the throat and
demand it Of him, but what right had
he? How knew he even that it was now
there? In view of the words that Ches-
ter had used toward him, Jerrold must
know. Of the grieVous danger in which
he stood. That photograph would prove
most damaging evidence if discovered.
Very probably, after yielding to his
vanity and showing it to Sloat, he
meant to get it back. Very certainly,
after hearing Chester's words, he must
have determined to lose no time in get
ting rid Of it He was no fool if he was
a ooxcomb.
Looking around the half darkened
room, Armitage fingered long over the
photographs which hung about the
dressing table and over the mantel, sew
eral prettily framed duplicates Of those
already described as appearing in the
album. One after another he took them
in his hands, bore them to the window
and studied them attentively. Sons
were not replaced without a long, linz
gering kiss. He had not yentured to dis
tuTb an item in her room. He would
not touch the knob Of a drawer or at
tempt to open anything she had closed,
but here in quarters where his colonel
could claim joint partnership he felt less
sentiment OF delicacy. He closed the
hall door and tried the lock, turning the
knob to aud fro Then he reopened the
door and swung it upon It's hinges For
q wonder neither lock nor hinges cEeak-
cd. The door worked smoothly and
with little noise Then he similarly
tried the door Of her room. tt was IN
equally good working order, quite free
from squeak and complaint with which
quartermasters' locks and hinges are apt
to do their reluctant duty. The discov-
cry pleased him. It was possible for enc
to open and close these portals noise
lessly, if need be- and without disturb.
ing sleepeTs in either TooIs.
Returning to the east chamber he
opened the shades, so as to get more
light and his eye fell upon an old al