Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-08-04

one shrugged ner shoulders negl-
gently.
Probably. One can never be sure
that one has seen the last of anybody,
in the army" And then she added:
"Good-by''
She would have been glad to bow
her head upon her arms and to have
kept her heartache in silence. In
stead, she gave the dance which was
to have been Farlands to a married
captain, and succeeded perfectly In
her effort to appear to enjoy it.
And Farland went out, morally and
bodily, into the night. His was the
code Of honor-which considers not the
woman-that holds that if man may
not ask a woman to marry him then
and there, neither may he tell her of
his love. He thought he was doing
right, and he was not one to rail at
Fate. A little tempest of temptation
had ruffled the deep waters Of his
conscience for a time. But they were
| calm again. He remembered with re-
sentiment the haughtily poised head,
and the placid smile, and the last
glimpse he had caught Of her through
the hop-room Window yellow
gowned figure, swaying to the music
in full enjoyment Of life.
Well, she would have gone back to
Bayard by the time of his return, and
one could never be sure one would not
| forget-after years. He went into the
barracks and gave his orders.
| When the brass mouths of the bugles
pealed their reveille welcome to the
sun, as it shown above the mountains,
far across the prairie, Farland and his
command were trotting toward Mount
Graham, and Miss Cameron, still In
the yellow gown, stood at her win
dow with her hands clasped before
her. and watched the line of the re-
ceding column.
Farland stopped at Bayard two
months later. The scout was over,
and he was taking his command back
to Fort Grant. They were to strike
the railroad at Silver City, nine miles
away, upon the following day.
He meant to see Miss Cameron.
There was no longer a reason for ST.
lence. He waited with impotence
while the commandment arranged for
the disposition of the men. Then he
walked with him across the parade.
The primroses Of the evening We're
opening, a great, pale flower bursting
out here and there in the grass, until,
even as he went, all the ground was
starred with them, and the children
from the officers line and the laun-
dresses row were running, laughing,
| and screaming, and calling out, to
gather the handfuls of fragile bloom
| that would be wilted before tattoo.
Upon occasions of necessity the COM
mandants long, lank body could be-
stir itself; but there was no such oc-
casion now, and Major Cameron re-
scented Farland's haste.
II say, Farland," he protested, "slow
up. What is your hurry. You Will
not get dinner before retreat any
way"
| Little the lieutenant rocked of din
ner. But he obliged himself to walk
more reasonably. Major Cameron
| talked of the scout and it's outcome.
| Farland tried to listen and to answer.
| In his joyful anticipation he forgot
| that he was a sorry-looking sight to
go a-wooing, that his face was burned,
his nose peeling, and his hair half-cut,
and his clothes ragged and dusty Self
consciousness was not one OF his
faults. The major broke off suddenly
| in the midst of a TRADE against In
dian agents, those pet aversions of the
! line.
81 suppose you are about worn out,
he said.
mo" said Farland; mot in the least.
Why?"
You appear not to be able to keep
YOUR mind upon anything. You have
no notion of what 1 said last"
"You said 'Mescaleros' last"
"But you have no idea whatever
what said about the Mescaleros."
81 am afraid that's so," Farland ad-
mitted.
"And over there at the coral you
answered three questions that I hadn't
asked"
Farland apo1ogized civilly. But he
had seen, through the window, Miss
| Cameron standing with clasped hands
and head thrown back, before the
open fire. 1t was a favorite pose with
her, and it recalled so much. The
major might as well have addressed
his concluding remarks to the nag
staff.
They went into the hall. and the
commandant opened the door. There
is Clare he said; II believe you know
each other. Il will go and get Mrs.
! Cameron" He went away and closed
the door again
| Farland was not demonstrative. But
neither was he one to delay In carry
| ing out a resolve. He took the hand
| that the girl held out to him, and then
| r,o,,@ 70 <1,o fra-saJacn and rested his