The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1898-07-13
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The stage left in tho early morning.
Lieutenant Glover noted the stir of de-
parture about the captains quarters
Then he saw the captain and Mrs Les
ter appear and he ran out to speak to
them. lie half expected to find tho colo
mel with them, but he was not there. A
flush dashed up to his face Had she
really refused the offer? If So why?
There was ITO time for explanations
She came out ready for her Journey
She gave him her hand, and her eyes
looked level into his
Il shall never forget how much You
did to mako my stay pleasant, 3" she
said. Il hope l shall meet you again.
Lieutenant Glover.
The drivers whip circled out over
the heads of the forward mules, she
waved her hand to him, and Lieutenant
Caldwell Glover was standing alone
with an aching heart with nothing in
the world to do but listen to 81 bugle
calls II day and follow the droary routine
of am adjutant $ life
Then there camo time when tho
country called for troops Boots and
Saddles" quickly followed, and Troop
\ started for the south.
Army headquarters at Tampa was
threnged with officers. Orderlies were
speeding everywhere. Spurs jinglod
across the floors, and tho few army
wives who followed their husbands
walked up and down the rose trellis
paths in the evening and talked of what
the morrow might bring. Lieutenant
Caldwell Glover was still adjutant TO
the colonel. \ telegram was handed the
latter, Tho colonel frowned. pulled his
muStache, then said: "Lieutenant, l
have a telegram from friend NOW Mt
Chickamauga. His sister arrives ut this
hotel tonight To join the Red Cross
forces at Key West. Please meet her
aud see that she gets her train for Port
Tampa in the morning "
Tho lieutenant saluted When tho
Pullman ear backed into the spacious
hotel ground that night, II few officers,
n newspaper man or two and ono wom-
an alighted. As she stepped forward tho
waiting adjutant WAS startled mt first,
then hurried toward her.
Miss Lacey You here"
tAh, Lieutenant Cloverl How glad |
am to see you agaml 1t is good To SEQ II
face ono knows. | felt rather lonely,
for there wasn't another woman ON the
ear all day.
Il was to look out for nurse, p" said
the lieutenant, CHANGING around, but
it seems She didn't come. ="
The girl stepped into the broader
light. "Oh. then you didn't know, +"
she said and pointed To her sleeve An
insignia honored tho world over was
sewod there-the Red Cross.
lis it possible" II seemed to him
that nothing but intersections camo into
his mouth. you arc really going to
the 'front.'
Going to the front, " she repeated
with n smile III his face. Il shall prob
ably meet you there " Sho said it as
though it would be n pleasure. Thoy
were crossing the wide veranda. Vladi-
mir Purisshotl's orchestra was playing
Tho Serenade. E" "You will como for
,aa 10y and hy ana bring mo to hear tho
music, - she said. "1t Will seem like
old times when we danced To the music
of tho rogimental band.
Were you lonely after | left tho
post she asked No one but Il woman
coald have asked such question
II mover before knew what loneliness
wa, he said Il wonder if you would
forgive mo if told you just how lonely
/ was--but, no. For II moment no
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he remembered that she had refused the
flower Of the army, that she had mis-
sion iii life.
'1'cll me, A." she said softly.
A man may spend the best Of his lifo'
in the drcary confines Of an army post
two days journey from IL railway sta
ton He may listen TO 81 bugle calls IL
day and attend to an adiutant's thou
sand and ono duties for years, but tho
blossoms of his heart may remain etcr-
nally fresh and fragrant.
There were tears in the girls eyes
when he finished his story. Il am
glad. F" she said as She put her hand in
his. Il thought you would tell mo be
foro | left the post should havo
staid :"
And now, Agncs-now?"
After the war, - she said
SO you, who pray for tho safety of
those who go into battle and for bless
ings upon those who wear tho Red
Cross, remember these two--country
first, self after and then with his will,
long life and happiness -Katharine
Hartman in Buffalo News.