Arizona republican., 1898-03-24
(Oontinued From Yesterday.)


 lights in the parior window. At two, with that booming, gong-like sound re- verberating in her ears, that incessant repetition of BuXtcn's coarse words. she had sprung from the chair in which she had been breeding, writhing, shud dering for half an hour, and then, tear ing down the shade, lose looping the curtains, she hurried to the hall and locked and boited the door. 'Another girl making q fool of herself for man another grill" God! how the words rang-resouGded through her brain. buzzed and whirred like angry wasps in her ears. hissed and rattled, aye, stung like the venomous reptiles she had learned to shun from early child hood. Making a fool of herself for man who would leave her-so soon-for that painted -yes-that padded thing!" They'd soon learn that an army-bred girl loved, indeed, with all her heart and soul. but could hate. hate, hate as well.
 Widowed, with beating heart, she rushed through the little dining-room 10 the dark kitchen beyond and rapped imperiously at a door. Hop Ling!" she cried. up, I need you" No an swer. "The brute," she murmured to herself, as she threw herself heavily upon the door, and it flew open and plunged her in. The Chinaman's little sanctum was deserted. She kept no maid. One schooled Chinaman easily and efficiently did all the homework of ieutenants humble quarters and was generally employed in that capacity in almost every garrison of the far west. She flew to the rear door and locked that, then up to the second story where were the pretty guestrooms as we'll as their own-hers and Randy's, with all their closets and hooks and corners. She took one rapid survey through them, and then one fierce, wild look at herself in the mirror of her dainty dressing table. Are you Floy Ire maine? Are you the little girl who was reared in the Killers? Are you to make 9 lifelong fool for any man? And as she spoke she began to open the dress she had been wearing for Randy's ben eft. The folds of the stylish skirt, one of Mrs. Haynes planning when in Chi &ago, were tossed in reckless disorder upon the snowy coverlet of the bed, and her precious locket-Randy' locket- was as suddenly unclasped from the round. white throat, and in the tumult in her soul she heard no sound of the sudden stir and sortie at the guard house. She never knew that there was no sentry faithful to his watch along of fn al q pass on the stirring. reassuring cry that TO army girl can hear without rejoicing or miss without alarm--'Two o'clock and all's we'll"
 The dawn was breaking over the far 1ornada and turning the distant Guad- sloupe into gold when the Rifers rolled :way-officers and men, barring the band and company Ike Toy war de- partment orders few years ago com fanies 'SI' and TX" of each regiment of infantry were "skeletonized" by trans fer of their men to other companies, leaving those two merely paper com 1nands. Just as 'Co. O. has been for wears the derisive title of the guard house prisoners, so does GO. Ike" be- gin 10 appear as a name for the be- reaved and friendless commands re- ferred to1 at Sedgwicl," as the cavalry trumpeter remarked to the gunner when they were going out to stir the echoes with their reveille; only these at Sedgwick, and one stalwart old captain with his devoted half-hundred, Ire maine, still doing duty at the canton ment-fond, lonely old father. whose heart was wrapped up in that one child. yet could not deny her to the man she loved so well. Sedgwick was begin ming to yawn and stir. The night owls in the canyons were hooting back to their nests, dismayed by the howlings of the human night owls tacking home to duty, already half regretful of the whisky wasted, while before them was that remorseiess wrath to come. The cooks were astir in the barracks, and filmy smoke-veils were sailing straight aloft from the chimneys of half dozen company kitchens. Already, too, the household servants along the row of cavalry officers quarters. that which backed to the south, were lighting their little morning blazes, for Sedgwick lay beyond range and anthracite. In the good old days of 20 years before, the cocktail, not coffee, was the necessary preiude to reveiiie and morning stables. Now. with the wisdom that comes long after war. only case-hardened, bandy- ie9Eed old dragons ever dreamed of drink at that hour of leap from sleep 10 fife; the inner cavalryman craves the iuice of Mocha and mocks a t rye. From every set" of cavalry quarters then the i,itohe chimney sent aloft it's feathery plume, with one eXceptiOn-a sub- ;-tefn's house well over toward the western end of the row; and toward tae gate thereof. edging away from the ribald home ward-bound of the main read and shuffiing stolidiy across the mesa, Hop Ling was making his rapid way. Fan-tan had gone against him, and but for his hands his pockets were cmPty. Hop bore with him an air of depression. and was followed by a faint