Evening star., 1898-02-19

ma had & escaped. t9 attract her admiration by
| leading the coHfedefates to her rescue.
| surgeon Pruden 9rummed brief tattoo
on on the me window pahe and then threw back
MS head with q coptemptuous laugh.
| Il see. he exclaimed. MY eomrade and
myself have Been drawn into ambus-
Gao eaae ,..,l thank ygp, Miss fitzpatrick: for
Into ar1bustade.' cried Flora, her
Why. certafnly,ss Into a trap. I have
but one favortto ask Of you. Miss Kilpat
rick Let therp take me and leave my COM
rade ; Surely he cah do you no harm"'
| They will not take you." she said with a
caiWness !Win he he thought assumed .,,
fault then. # could escape by raising
my finser-soI would scorn to do it. Not
II knew they would furnish you spec
tacie by hanging me to the nearest tree"
| singular light blazed in her eyes that he
could not fathom her thoughts.
What ..1 do you take me for?' she cried
friends" he replied in tone bitngly sar-
| castle. Call them in! But stay-you shall
be spared that trouble. l will go to them
l ask only that my comrade be not dis
He started for the door, but she was
before him. She reached it just as Mr..
Perryman knocked, and opened it at once.
| Flora.
Mr., Perryman took off his hat and was
IN the act of politely responding to the
salute, as was his habit: when, glancing
| over F1ora's shoulder, he saw Surgeon
| Pruden staring at him through gold spec
| tacles. Then. instead Of saying Good
morning. Miss Flora: 1 hope you are well
| this morning." as was his habit Mr. Perry
! man cried out:
There's that scoundrel now! Surround
| the house, men! Lock to the windows!
IN take care of the door! Watch the side
| window yonderv'
| Mr. Perryman was so far carried away
by excitement that he failed to hear Flora $
voice, which called out to him sharply
cnce or twice. He was somewhat cooled,
| however, when he saw the surgeon draw
ing on a pair of heavy worsted gloves in
s.ead % OF trying to escape. And at last
| Flora got his ear.
guest Dr. Pruden. this is our good neigh
bor, Mr.: Perryman. Under the circum-
stances, his excitement is excusabe."
The surgeon acknowledged his new ac-
| qualntance with a bow, but Mr. Perryman' S
surprise gave him no opportunity to re-
| srond.
VIZ WY. my GodI the mans Yankee!
Why he's the fellow that stole my horse"'
| My horse Is IN the stable" remarked
| the surgeon coolly, yet reddening a little
| under The charge. IF he's yours, you can
| have HIM"
y know how it is. Miss Flora" Mr.
Perryman insisted. You're a woman and
| you don't want to see this Yankee dealt
| with"
| I'm a woman Mr.. Perryman; but I'm
| beginning to believe that you are not as
| Huch OF a man 1 once thought you
| were. This gentleman has saved my
| he is our benefactor."
Mr.. Perryman stood dumfounded AS
| the phrase goes, his comb fell. His mus
! tachios ceased to bristle. The surgeon on
| his side was as much surprised as Mr.
| Perryman. He turned to Flora with a
| puzzled expression on his face-and the
| look he gave her was sufficient to prevent
Mr.. Perryman from throwing away his
| suspicious.
! do you mean Jack?'
Certainly. Mr.. Perryman. I have no
| brother but jack
Kipatricks W fe e asked d Mr. Mr. IsaT perryman nash
turning to DR., Pruden abruptly.
I'm sure Couldn't tell YOU" replied the
ing his spectaeles. but turned to Flora.
Us the woifhded man your brother, Miss
| Kilpatrick?"t
Gs5ts1n,y m s3nG 4 s answered an ys;S n,
You'd better be giad"' exclaimed Mr..
The surge6h threw his right hand ,p-
ward. Nonsense, man! I'd be glad if 1
| had to be shot or hanged in half an hour
Come in and see Jack. Mr.. Perryman.'
said Flora. There was such a change in
| her voice and attitude that both men look
ed at her Her face was glowing. ..
Mr. Perryrpan stepped into the hallway,
and Flora led the way to Jacks room
| After that no explanation was necessary.
Mr.. PerTyman talked to Jack with tears
| in his eyes. for"behind his savage temper
he carried a3warmi heart. He and Jack
had been companions in many fox hunt
| and in many frolc, and there was a real
| friendship between the two.
! Finally Mr. Perryman turned to DR.. Pru-
| den: I'm mighty glad to meet YOU SIR
| and i hope you will allow me to shake your
| hand. You've been caught in trap but |
| hope you'll find a bigger and better bait
| in it than is often found in such places
| Just then there was knock at the door.
| The captain of the cavalry squad wanted
| to know what was going on. and why the
! Yankee prisoner wasn't brought out. The
briefly.
THAT satisfies me. / reckon but 1 amt
certain that it'll satisfy my men,
| What command do they belong to?'
asked Mr.. Perryman.
| "Wheelers cavalry"
Aunt Candace! Aunt Candace" cried
| Flora. Give Wheelers cavalry a drink of
| buttermik and let them go.'
| The hit was palpable as it was dar-
| Ing. for the men of this command were
| known far and wide as the Buttermik
| Rangers.
1t need hardly be said that Surgeon Pru-
| den had a very comfortable time in that
| neighborhood. Within the course of a few
| months the war was over and he was free
| t" go home, but in 1866 he came south and
| settled in Atlanta Then, to make a long
| story Short he married Flora Fitzpatrick
AT the wedding Mr.. Perryman irreconcil-
| able as he was nudged DR.. Pruden In the
| ribs and winked.
''What'd 1 tell you about the bait in the
trap?"
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