The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1896-12-24

make her, when developed, beauty ;
# the lilly" type. behold a petite young
woman, with a wealth of pale-golden
lair. beautiful eyes and teeth, com
,iexion of roses and cream. decidedly
,igorops constitution which called Tor
OTIS of horseback riding anG ether out
loor exercises.
OF course Horton Wss persona grata
at TIE post, having been stationed there
lu,,ing the major portion of his brlef
t,rm of service as a iicutenant; where
fore the wives and daughters OF The gar
rison strove to outyie each other IN ter
10 his beautiful little pro-
tege. suffering themselves, on her ac
count. to listen to his mothers long |
on pedigrees, especially
that of the Horizons. As general thing
the female contingent of garrison So
cietv does it's best to discourage out
siders," as being likely to prevent the
capture. in due form, of what Ii CON
sidcrs its own legitimate prey. but III
this instance it was ditferen'-1or
wasn't it possible that this merry
Young stranger might captivate and
marry some penniless subaltern, there
by leaving the field open FOR some
SINISTER sister to ensnare the very ell
giblc and decidedly wealthy Horton?
Decidedly So; and upon this basis the
campaign went on, much to the evil
dent amusement of Olga, who, with
womanly intuition and a knowledge Of
The ways of women far beyond her
years. put two and two together and
told Horton it was all very funny.
Fancy those army frumps, Jack, being
jealous of me-poor me! jack (this
with mock solemnity), ARE you in love
with me?"
"Olga. | wish you would not talk in
| that frivolous manner. 1t isn't like
! you-and YOU should have enough con
| sideration for me to believe those peo-
pie sincere in their attentions" And
Horton turned away with panied look,
| but Olga's arms were around his neck
and her face was close to his, as, with
wet eyes, she whispered:
Jack. dear. have I hurt you?"
/ Eyes, you have. dear. Please don't
speak Of my friends again in that way
he said. disengaging her arms.
Olga's mouth dropped, and there was
a piteous look in her eyes as she re-
( piled:
II won't, John" Then, with sudden
kiss, she walked away as though she
intended to go to her room for a big.
feminine cry; but she didn't. \ hail
hour later found her at the piano try
ing to MARBLE a Mexican song while
she fondled the cat with one hand and
picked out the accompaniment with the
other.
Horton stood in the gallery for some
seconds, her parting kiss burning upon
his cheek, her pathetic face as she left
him still before his minds eye.
I'm an old brute!" he told himself
"a man of my age" Che was PSI talk
ing to a buoyant, irrepressible child in
that manner, merely because l am sup
posed to be her guardian! Jack. YOU
old scoundrel. you ought to be ashamed
of yourself.'
If there was a male person in south
western New Mexico who did not fal
down and worship that "little Nor
wegian Apache" he failed, probably
through fear, to declare himself; but
of ali the love-stricken young idio->
that ever commanded first platoon
with credit in times of peace and il
times of war, and fell ignobly before tn,
initial onslaught of the little fellow
with the arrows Of love, Mr. Dandy, o.
the Nth, was the bell mule.
With him Olga's affair was serious-tt
the young lieutenant. He had all but neg
lected his duties to he at her side wher
she and Mrs. Horton were stopping a
the post: and. even in his infatuation
almost compromised her by falling il
with one of her mad fancies one day
when he had obtained leave of absence
and riding with her unchaperoned t.
Lordsburg and back, returning at deaC
of night.
For this Horton took both of then
seriously to task, as soon as he Learned
of the affair, as he did the evening fol
lowing through his shocked and dis
ti'essed mother, who rode into town il
an army ambulance in order to tel
him.
70 Dandy, whom he found in hi
bachelors quarters, he said, in his low
est. quietest tones:
Dan. if it were almost anyone bu
you, if l didn't know you for gentle
man, I'd punch your head and call yol
= out beside. But for Olga's sake"
perhaps you couldn't punch my head
Jack, interrupted his friend, calmly
mot if | were present But iet's sa.
,, nothing more, and-it shan't happeI
again. You don't know how sorry
am. suppose she'll ncver speak to m
: again, after all this" he concluded
sadly.
But she did. and she also of1iciated a
pallbearer at the funeral of his hopes
week or two later. when he propose
to her at a picnic given by the ladie
of the garrison in honor of Olga's dc
parture from the fort. She was kim
enough to him. and all that, but Danb
took it rather hard. and sworc he'd re
sign his commission. retire to the noun
} tains and adopt hermitage as a profes
/ sion. Instead. however he exchange
to a northern post, fell in love agar