Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1897-01-28

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yearlin. Our company is maxim a rount
up at camp called Pine Knot, in Ten
nessee, organizin to embark in the Mex
lean war whole lot an thin out thS
greasers.
No one ever does know why /, per.
sonal, declares myself in on this yert
embroglio. / amt bigger'n q charge Of
powder at the time, an am that limited
ss to statoo has to climb ON to log Ia
get on to my pony.
But. as I'm tellin, we all comes
together at Pine Knot to make the start.
l reckon now thar's 500 people thar, as
the occasion an the interest the public
took in the business jest combs the re-
gion of folks for miles around.
Thar's heap of handshakin an
well wishin goin on. Mothers an sisters
an sweethearts is kissin us goodby, an
while thar's some hilarity thar's more
sobs. It's, after all, as looks back ard,
rather damp than gay affair.
While all this yere love an tears is
f1owln thar's a gent-he's our captain
! who's settin off alone in his saddle an
amt takln no hand. Thar's no sweet
heart, no mother, no sister, for him.
No one about Pine Knot knows
this party much, more'n his name is
Bent; that he's captain, with the gown
or's commission, an comes from way
OF yander some 'ers. An so he sets thar,
grim an solid in his saddle, lookin
vaguelike off at where the trees meets
the sky, while the rest of us is goin
about permisous finishin up our kissin.
" Amt he got no sweetheart to
wish goodby to him?" asks a girl of
me. Amt thar no one to kiss him
for good luck as he rides away?''
This yere maiden's name is San
ders, an it's shore fact she's the pref
tiest young female whoever makes
moccasin track in west Tennessee. I'd
a-killed my pony an gone foot to bring
such a look of soft concern in her eyes
as shines thar oninvited for this we're
lonesome gent. looks over where he's
silent an solitary ON his hoss.
"'"No," replies, "he's an orphan,
reckon. He's plumb abandoned that
away, an SO thar's nobody yere to kiss
him or shake his hand"
This yere pretty Sanders girl-an
I'm pausin agin to state thar S nothin of |
the long horn about her. pure cornfed |
she was-this Sanders beauty I'm sayin |
looks at this party by himself for mo.
ment, an then the big tears begin to
take p'session of her blue eyes. Next |
she bushes like flower an walks over
to this lone gent.
Mister Captain" she says, raisin
her face to him like rose, "I'm shore
sorry you amt got no sweetheart to say
goodby, an because you're lonesome that
away L II kiss you an say adios myself"
""Will you, my little lady?" says
the lonesome gent as he swings from his
saddle to the ground by her side, an
thar's sunshine in his eyes in moment
"1'll think of you every day for
that, " he whispers when he kisses her,
"an if l come back when the wars
done I'll look for you yere. -
The little Sanders girl-she was
shorely as handsome as pinto pony
bushes a heap vivid at what she's done,
but looks warm an tender. Everybody
lookin on, while the play is some onus-
ual an out of line, agrees it's all right,
bein that we all was goin to war.
+" Now yere,' goes on Enright, at the
same time callin for Ticker all around,
lis what you all willagree is mighty
romantic deal that away. Yere's love
affair gets launched
g "'Does this lone hand gent who gets
kissed by the Sanders lady outlive the
WARP asks Texas Thompson, who has
braced up an gets mighty vivacious lis
TENN to the story.
Which he shorely outlives that
conflict, replies Enright, IAN you can 4
gamble he was in the thick of the stam-
pede, too, every time. will say for \
this yere captain that. while I wasn't
with him plumb through, he was as
game gent as ever fought up hill.
He's one of these sports who fights an
goes for ard to his man. Thar's no white
feathers on that sort. They're game as
hornets An bad. Il
Which if he don't get downed ,
none, says Texas Thompson, an hits :
Tennessee alive, offers ten to one hs
leads this Sanders female to the altar" .
:" AN you'd Lose whole lot, says y
Enright, at the same time raisin his
whisky glass. That's what I states
when trails out on this yere reminis- :.
oence. Females is frivolous an plumb
light of fancy. Now, this captain party
comes back to Pine Knot, say about az
years later, an what do you all think?
That Sanders girl 3 been married mighty
nigh two years an has an infant child as
big as bar cub, which is beginnin to
make bluff at walkin. Now, on the :
square, an I'm as s'prised about it as =
you bel was more'n s'prised; was
pained-I don't allow, lookin over re-
suits an recallin the fact of that bar {
cub infant child, that, for all her blush
in an all her tears an kissin that captain g,
party goodby that away, that the San
1ers girl cares hossha'r rope for him
in week. An it all proves what re-
marks, that while females amt malev- F
1lent malicious an don't do these yere
things to peerce gent with grief, their 7
fections that away is always honin for :
jhe trail an is prone to move camp. :
" But, bless 'em. they can't help it
none if their hearts be quicksands, an :,
ibates to em again Whereat we all :
thinks with Enright, feelin heap SIM =
lar
" Whatever becomes of this pore go
captain party?' asks Faro Nell I
Well, the fact about that cap :
ain, replies Enright, settin down his
glass ag'in, while the same is the
nerest incident an don't have no direct
oearing on what I've been relatin; the x,
'act in his case is he'swedded already. m
Naoherally after sayin "HowdyY to g. e