St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1898-08-27
would very soon have q chance to test
his emotions" she answered.
McDuff smiled, feeling the weigh. ct

his emotions" she answered.
McDuff smiled, feeling the weigh. ct
his war pass in his inside pocket.
I'VE all expect to get to Cuba inside
two weeks" he said.
The girl looked at her watch.
''It is now ii o'clock" she said. "At
half-past IL Lieut.. Brown starts for
Cuba on a tug loaded with ammunition
and rifles. He has so Cubans and a few
of our regulars under him and will
try hard to make a landing. You see.
Mr.. McDuff. that it is considered tai
ent in the army to be able to talk
great deal without telling anything"
Sandy had no reply ready for this
statement. lie wondered how she
came to know it all. But he did not
ask. He only remarked upon the late
his rooms in town.
Three evenings later McDuff re
turned from a hot ride and went up
on to the second balcony to cool off.
He unbuckled his leggings, pulled a
cigar from one pocket and a news
paper from another and dropped into
a steamer chair. The first thing he
saw was an account of the landing of
the tug Lilly on the Cuban coast, of a
fierce fight with Spanish cavalry and
of the heroic behavior of Lieut.. II. c.
Brown and his men. The report also
! said that a newspaper correspondent
with the party had escaped capture
only through the bravery and skill OF
this same young Brown, who had freed
the man, single-handed, from the
clutches of three Spaniards. The enc
nv was defeated, the arms and ammu.
milton safely landed, and even now the
Lilly was on her return trip to Port
Tampa.
McDuff Immediately refastened his
leggings and went around to call or
the girl in white and blue. He found
her in a rustic chair, under clump OF
yellow-stemmed bamboo. He tool
back all the evil he had said ant
thought of Brown, and then praised
him highly.
He was more successful on both nj;
other expeditions of the same kind,
she replied. ''They never had to fire
shot before"
/ McDuff was painfully surprised.
sWhy didn't he tell me that he hat
been landing Cubans ever since thu
declaration of WARP" he groaned.
A week went by and still the troop
were not ordered on board the trans
ports, and still the war correspondent
waited for the countersigning of thei
passes. McDuff grew tired of rushing
about all day asking people what the.
knew, so he decided to lie low and d.
some work. He found that if he trie'
to write during the day he lost to-
much flesh, and al night he was neari.
killed by divers insects. So he turne
out a few hundred words every morn
ing before breakfast. and spent tn
rest of his day reading w. Clark Rus
sells icy novel, "The Frozen Pirate.
This and an outfit of white duck cloth
ing kept him fairly cool.
One night. much to his surprise, h
received call from Second Lieut.
. Brown. As they shook hands he nj
ticed an expression on his visitors fac
"a shadow about the eyes which ha
: not been there at their. last meeting
They sat down, and McDuff spok
: about Browns rescue of the war col
respondent.
"Yes." replied the officer. 1T mad
! a good newspaper story; but ! am Sol
+ ry it came in my way. Remembe
a what the colonel said the other nigf
about killing man? Well. the colon'
: was right. One of the three fellow
4 who had hold of the corresponder
E was a young captain-a man who ma
e received his education in America. II
4 and 1 were very close friends ono
o kbout five years ago he went home
Spain, and last week shot him whl
4 he was looking straight into my eyes
n Just beginning to recognize me. II
a man 1 rescued wasn't worth that,
q think"
e Then Brown put his face in his hant
and cursed the necessity of war,
= 7. Independent.