The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1896-10-27

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"Htoom sate us II q tsn't really Masthsr
Farrar, to be second lieutenant, vice
Watson, promoted, Troop c. Leale's
troop, Queen Mother; blessed old NAL
colin Leale. What more could T ask or
you ask? What captain In all the line
can match himr And Kitty's uncle in
command Of tho regiment and postl
Just think Of it, madre, dear, and you'll
all como out, and wen have grand
Christmas times at Frayne, and we'll
hang fathers picture over the msatel
and fathers sword. I'll wire Leale this
very minute and write my respects to
Fenton. What's he like anyway, moth
err 1 can't remember him at all, nor
can Kitty"
But Mrs. Farrar could not tell. IL
was years, too, since she had seen him,
but he was always a faithful friend OF
gour father, VIII, and no wrote mo O
beautiful. beautiful letter when we
came away"
And 30, late In September. tho boy
lieutenant left hia mothers arms and.
followed by her prayers and tears and
blessings, was borne away westward to
revisit scenes that were once familiar
as the old barraok walls at West Point
Then it required long days Of travel
over rough mountain voads to reach tho
railway far south Of tho Medicine Bow.
Now the swift express train landed him
at the station Of tho frontier town that
had grown up on the site Of che prairie
dog village he and his pony he'd often
'stampeded' in tho old days. Here at
the station, come to meet the son Of their
old commander, ignoring the fact that
tho newcomer WAS but the plebe lieuten-
ant OF the Twelfth, were tho ruddy
faced old colonel and Willis own troop
leader, Captain Lealc, both heartily,
cordially bidding him welcome and COM
menting not e little on his stalwart
build and trying hard not to refer 10 the
very downy mustache that adorned his
boylsh lip. And other and younger OH
GERS were there to welcome the lad to
his now station, and hugo was Wills
comfort when he caught sight Of Ser.
geant Stein, the veteran standard bear
er OF the regiment, and that superbly
punctilious old soldier straightened up
like q Norway pine and saluted with
rigid precision and hoped the Lieutenant
Farrar. "There's nothing" I'D Miss
VIII, "like the discipline of the old
regiment, after ALL" as the opdarIy
,ame to ask for the checks for the lier.
teAant's baggage, and all Went velI
unth h luckless moment whom ths
colonel and Leale. with como Of the e1d-
ers, turned aside to look at y batch ~
recruits sent by. tho Same hain n,a
Farrar, chatting with some of hN follorr
youngsters, was slowing his bagAin The
waiting ambulance, and there N IN,
driver viii recognized Saddler DSoo.
vans freoklo faced Mickey, with whN,
no had had many a hunt for rabbits K
the old, old days, and then All u~notuous.\
caressin8 Irish voice fairly blubberd
out, 'H1von save us if it isn't really
Masther WHIP and there, corporal;s
ohevrons on his brawny arms, was old
Terry Rorko. looking wild to embrace
him, and even as Will, half ashamed of
his OWL shynoas, was shaking hands
with this faithful old retainer of his
fathers household in years gone by, tho
squad OF recruits oame marching past.
Tho third man from tho front. heay.
ny boarded, with o bloated, Ill groomed
face end restlessly glancing eve- s'sVs
q quloh, furtivo look at 10 now lieu
tenant as he passed. then stumbled n
plunged forward against his file leader.
iheEquad was thrown into m~omentary
oisnrra5 Tho sergeant, angcred at tho
mish"p az such n time, strodo quickly
up TO n Nffender and savagcly NUT
tered, keep sour eyes to the front,
araico, and you Won't be stumbling ND
decent mons backs. And the little dc.
tachment went briskly Oh
II thought I'd seen that man be.
fore, said Leale HI instant later, "ard
now l know 1t. and I know where."
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