Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1898-06-23
LOOKING FOR THE ONE NAN
fearful Women Gaze as the
Soldier Boys Pass BY.
ONLY ONE CAN MAKE EACH HAPPY
For Every Man Some Woman's
Heart Is Aching.
Mnrion's Husband Goes To tho War No
Wonder All the Women Are uryinE-Ths
Baby at tho Window Waving a Flag
Bah's War Gossip.


New YORK, June IL. II coufaaJ thut
we were all crying and yet We were
trying TO look cheerful. The regi-
ments marched along, and TIM bands
played, and Mollie, standing on the nave
ment waved her coarse, big handker-
chief, and Millicent, etanding beside
me, waved her tiny lace trimmed one,
and each one C,eant, "Gud bless you
wherever you go aud bring you back to
us we'll and triumphant
But, rs | said before, We we're all
crying, and yet we were Watching
through our tears for one man, know
ing that az he passed where we stood
the heart of nne woman would be made
happy II only for one minute. Every now
and then one Of US ran into the house End
up stairs and gave her a kiss and hug
and laughed about the boys coming
hack and told her to watch out, that
they would soon be along, and then
down whoever it was trottsd, ana soon
again some other one went to her and
announced that the company was not in
sight yet
Did you ever think that in this war,
where there arc lives of many men on :
gagged. for every man some woman g
hsart is aching? But Marion was try.
ing to be bTaver than she had ever been
in all her life. When she was tiny
girl, shs used to declare that she To-
tended to marry a soldier hoy, that abe
wanted to bs a soldiers wife, SO that
she might waye him off to war and vel
come him back with wreaths of laurel
and sounds of fine music.
Then there came day when Marion,
looking like an angel iu white satin
and tulle. vowed TO love, honor and
obey that dignifiod, quiet lawyer who
had apparently none of the jollity of
the soldier boy and who was an ahso.
lutte contrast to this merry, dninty lit
tie maiden. No one ever went into
their home, the home made by these
two that were one. without finding in
u special Joy. ltseemed as If real,
true love was over il all and that even
a stranger visiting it appeared as docs
devotee who, when knecling in a ca
thcdral, becomes intoxicated with the
odor Of the incense. only this stranger
knew the influence OF real love. You
know how short time il has been
since that day when il was demanded
that for our country's honor our men
must go out and fight that base, de-
oeitful nation willing to kill in the
dark and with the weapons of cowRrdH
our brave sailor lads.
Soon after that day MRrion's hus-
band came home. and, leaning over her,
kissing her on the brow, he whispered
! must go, and abe, replying to his
soul, answered. Yes, dear, you must
go. These two did not need to sx-
plain a. that was meant, for they loved
SO well that they could read each
others hearts. And yet just now they
had beer looking forward to such hap
piness but now the master 10 uHt go to
the war-the cruel, dreadful war.
Marion Strengthened herself up and
thought of those men whose death
must he avenged, and Hhs grew brayer
than ever. The days went by, and one
night the stork flew down the chimney
and put tiny SOD into Marion g arms
There are babies that are expression.
lessi there are dimplsd babies and
grave babies. thin bsbies and queer
babies, but this baby from the time bv
appeared suggested to those who had
tbs pleasure Of his acquaintance that
no was brave baby. 1t seemed nv if
all the inclination that his mother had
had to we'd q soldier boy had got into
is blood and that sren now he was
ready to tight. And his father was
going away-going away to leave the
woman hs loved SO dearly and the littls
SOD only 10 days old
Do you wonder that we were all cry.
ing? For up at the window, bundled
in shawls and with the glass between
her and the outside world, was Marion,
with her baby in Der arms, awaiting to
see her husband 60 by on his way to
tight the enemy. A maid near her said
something about iss Marion waiting
to 500 the last Of him." and for the
f1rst time the tears came to her eyes,
but she CHECKED them back, grew brave
again, laughed and held the baby I'm
10 the air while she whispered to him
and made him understand, as mothers
can make babies understand, that some
day hs wan to be great man, a great
general.
directly the company marched along.
We all stopped crying. waved our hand
Kerchlefs and threw roses and claimed
our hands, while small boy in the
street screamed out in very ecstasy,
Ihere's baby up at the window
waving fiag!'' And, sure enough in
the tightly closed little hand of Marion
baby there had been nut q small flag.
| and some loving hand, managing the
arm, made the father, who knew whore
to look for those he loved, sec his uon "a
patriotism. So they went away, Young
and old, each hoping TO gain glory and
each sure of the happy home coming.
Forty eight hours afterwards there
flashed over the telegraph massage to
quiet, silent man. The words told
that Marion, because of the excitement
OF the day before, had developed what
the doctors said was q most dangerous
fever. and could he come at onceY 1t
was impossible for him to leave. With
his company he was waiting for orders
to go on board ship, and even to great
death he could not seem to be coward,
S0on, sooner than we could believe it,
Marion was sleeping the sleep which
knows no awakening here. The little
baby cried as babies do cry for the arms
OF the mother. No nurse can fill her
place. No nurse could touch his little
body so gently and GO lovingly, for no
nurse was his mother. So the next day
he Joined her, for it seemed as il he
knew that she yearned for him. They
laio them away in the quiet country
churchyard, where the spiing blossoms
looked bright and gay and birds were
singing out the story Of everlasting love
and peace. When looked at Marion
as she lay 10 her white satin gown, with
her baby in her arms, / thought that
II che had been beautiful on her wed.
ding day che looked like a saint now.
But what of the soldier so far away !?
One of the many women who loved them
both wrote him tender letter telling
him the truth and Inclosing in it a
little looket that Marion had always
worn about her throat and In which
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