Daily camera., 1897-01-23

81 had hoped to be able TO see alAs>.
Walton, if she were well enough, oreise
Miss Walton said Lambert, firmly, in
tending that his words should be their
own interpreter at the court WiShin.
sThere are matters of Importance on
which | desire to speak,
Again, Elinor, mute and irresolute,
turned to her Unseen mentor. There
was evidently moment of conference.
Then the gill was suddenly sweptas'de,
the door was thrown wide open and
there, while other and younger forms
seemed to scurry away from both sight
and hearing, there with gray shawl
thrown over her shoulders, calm and
dignified her silvery hair 1lutteIing
about her tempies. .he lines OF
care seeming even deeper in the sad,
clear-cut face, stood Mrs. Walton, lean
ing on the stout cane which had dealt
such trenchant blows the night before.
With voice that trembled just a tr fe
despite her effort, at control, she slowly
spoke:
"You mean to be courteous, sir, in
your inquiry, and for this l beg to
thank you-to renew my thanks for
your prompt service of last night. But
now may L say, once for all, that we
need, and can accept, no further as
slstance; and, if you are sincere in your
desire to be courteous, you will not
again seek to enter my door"
Lambert flushed to his very brows.
st is more important ma, ter than
you have perhaps thought, Mrs Walton,
that has made me ask to see you. One
of the men who broke IN here last
night"
Il know what you would say" she
promptly, firmly interposed, again up
lifting, with that almost imperious ges-
ture, the fragile white hand. Il am
framing letter to be delivered to your
commander upon his return tonight
upon his return" she quickly corrected
herself. SIT will cover the Gaze 50 far
as we are concerned. Meantime [ beg
to be excused from further aiusion to
it," And the stately inclination Nith
which she accompanied the words was
unquestionably dismissal.
Lambert stood speechless one instant.
Then. simply raising his forage cap, he
whirled about and left.
The boy was thinking of his own
mother when he tripped so lightly up
that worn old gravel path on his way
to inquire how he could be of service
to one whose dignity and sorrow ard
suffering had SO impressed him. He had
donned his best "":ss,css1i'1a for the mis-
sion, and little dreamed how i'll so do
ing he had rendered himself much The
more persona non grata. He, who could
not war upon women and children un-
der any circumstances, had not begun
TO learn how bitterly the recent var
had borne upon the women :" Of &c south,
or how. even So long AFTER they suffered
from it's effects. He had gone to oLer
line aid and protection of loyal heart
and a strong arm, and had not realized
that it was the very last succor Walton
would seek, so long as both Eeart and
arm were draped by the union blue.
Not ten minutes after his return, dis
comfited and dismayed, there rode up
the muddy, red bridlepath-fcr it was
little more-a broad-faced young fellow
who was attired in the clumsiest of
'store clothing and whose lean and
long-necked steed looked deje ction it
self as his vigorous rider dismoun(ed,
slung the reins over the gate post, and,
after one sharp and warning survey OF
.+;n -o,.if, nh
swung cheerily up the, walk. To him
the old doors opened wide without a
summons, and eager hands were thrust
forth in welcome.
Lambert, hearing the first heavy
drops come humping on his canvas
roof, thought it was the rain that so
quickly thinned the group of darkies
on the road. He could hear the mule
hoofs sputtering away through the mud
as the rain came quicker and faster out
not until several hours later did further
explana tion dawn upon him. Then he
heard Burns and Watts in conversation
at the first sergeant's tent.
did you see how the niggers kind o
lit out when he came?" asked Burns.
81 haven't seen him around here since
August. Reckon he knows captains
away He hates him like poison ever
since cap interfered in that row he had
with Parmelee."
"Looks like a pleasant enough fellow.
Id rather back him than Parmelee ,ny
day, s far as looks go. What's,he doing
here?"
HES some kin to the old lady--they'
Ill related hereabouts-and she's sent
for him to come, probably, litter last
nights row."
But they're talking all over the com
pany about Murphy's yarn about
there being some relative there some
man-last night. You heard it when
he talked to the lieutenant
''Oh, yes answered Burns, evasively,
II heard what he had to say, but Riggs
shut him up short as soon as he was
sober enough to know what Murphy
was saying. Wait till Riggs tells his
side OF the story to the lieutenant. Then
perhaps we'l know what brought Mr.