The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1897-03-20
DECEIVERS EVER.

Carey Churchill Garter Charming,
first lieutenant, Ninth cavalry, died SO
long ago that most of his story is for
gotten, although it was a very great
wonder at the time. Everybody connect
ed with it is dead also-his mother and
the other two women-and so many
first lieutenants have filled his place
since then that no ones heart is likely
to be wounded by repeating it.
He was a superb great fellow-as all
the men in his regiment were said to be
in those days-of the big, blond and
brave type, knowing neither fear nor
failure, and his fascination was some
thing that has become a tradition in the
service. So many girls-aye, and mar.
ried women, too-had loved him that
the shores upon which he had touched
were strewn with wrecks.
The hearts of all those women had
been broken, actually broken, not just
dented a little, as is usually the case in
such affairs. Their lives were openly
ruined, yet Charming kept himself free
of blame. No one could say she should
not have done thus or So" he never
committed himself; he never acted in a
compromising fashion in the presence
of a third person. But the women who
ran insanely On into the desert of disil-
fusion, following the elusive pillars of
the smoke Of his words and the fire of
his looks, never again passed beyond
into the land Of content across the will
derness. They despised themselves in
that pitiful fashion that women have,
but they loved him always, for such is
the way of their kind.
1t had been his good fortune to have
dealings only with women who either
thought of him alone, forgetting them
selves, or with those too gentle to de-
nounce him. Then, too, he had managed
we'll there was never any definite proof.
But in the early summer of 1885 the
pitcher that had been carried 80 times
to the we'll narrowly escaped being
broken.
The bride of Captain Morton, having
seen fit, with due encouragement, TO
fall in love with him, threatened to be-
come un~manageable. She was a most
wonderfully attractive, feminine little
thing, but she was neither of the self
i~mmolating nor of the concealing sort.
Having lost her heart, she lost her head,
and Charming was in much danger Of
having his methods exposed.
His captain advised him. "Channing,
you'd better take a leave and get ont
for a bit"
"Why?"
well, it's a delicate subject, but
Morton's an old friend of mine, and |
don't want to see his wife disgrace him.. "
"But what have L done? | am as in
nocent as "a baby, and besides, l think
you are mistaken"
1--WE all exonerate you. It's not your
fault, but I'm not mistaken. It's evi.
dent to the whole post. Take my advice
and go see your mother, like a dutiful
son."
Charming was flattered, but he was
also frightened; nevertheless, lie was
undecided.
There was "a hop that same night.
Mrs. Morton was there, and it was her
actions that determined Charming to
take Captain Lytton's counsel. She was
already in the hoproom talking TO the
latter when Charming appeared, and the
moment she saw him, standing tall and
graceful and Indifferent in the doorway,
she grew so white that the whole room
noticed it, and She trembled visibly.
She realized her paleness and knew that
Captain Lytton's quick movement to
put himself between her and the watch
ing eyes had been u%nayailing.
Her soft eyes filed as she raised
them piteously. "You see what a spec
tacle l am making of myself. can't