The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-03-01
COPYRIGHT. 1898. BY THE Aurnoa.>

VINO Is going TO be married owe
yonderf'
The goggled old man turned his fac
toward the church, where fresh batcE
Of arrivals was just being put down.
-Four makes two today" said Tim
with a grin at his own wit. Zone of the
high contracting parties is the luckies,
dog ever I heard of. Went out at the
eleventh hour, like the laborer in the
Bible, and made more by it than them
that bore the heat and burden Of the
day. Got in some good work at Ap'
pomattox; was lucky enough to find g
man that owed him pile of money
came home and is going to be married
today to the girl he loves. Streets in
lucls."
"Who is the girl?"
"Miss Belknap"
"Any relation to Captain Belknap?"
Look here, what do you know about
our boys? By token of them blue over
coats you must a. been on opposite
Sides"
"We might have been that and yet
fought in the same battles"
eyes, of course, of course. Then
maybe you might have known some
thing about the colonel?"
Colonel who? Colonies were as thick
as cowpeas on both sides the line" The
man without an arm drew his shabby
old cap still farther over his brow as he
asked this question.
Old Timothy Drew barred hfs gray
hairs to the breeze.
, "The colonel. Our colonel. The best
and bravest man that ever trod shoe
leather. Merriman Bascom by name"
"No, I don't know anything about
him. say, old man, you had better be
getting back to the church if you want
high seat Oh the right side Of the rib
bon. -"
Timothy took the advice thus gruffly
given very willingly, only asking one
question in his turn.
"Are you gents prospecting round
here with view to settling? Lands
going to be awful cheap"
Rather early to answer that ques-
tion. say that must be one of the
brides. White oockades and all that ON
the horses heads" The three stared
down the road. Timothy hobbled away
as fast as he could Co. The two old men
sat quite still.
"How soon we are forgot" said the
man with only one arm to his compan-
ion. The old man with the long beard
turned on him sharply.
"Idon' see that you We been forgotten
so soon. Old Tim never barred his head
SO reverently before you in life"
"But the monument is to be to both
of u.s."
And the old army overcoats shook
again.
Just like them. The Cloverdell peo-
pie always were great on sacrificing
themselves to sentiment. The idea of
wasting any money on stone to me!'
"Not so loud, Potts-that is, if you
are going through with this thing"
"We've gone through with it pretty
we'll already, haven't we? Thatcher
pushed us out Of the church, and old
Tim tells us about the monument our
townspeople are going to erect to u.s.
ut does seem as if that ought to set
tie the wager, but do you know, old
boy, / can conceive of ghost rather en-
joying visit to his folks in this world
without danger Of recognition. It gives
him the best chance in the world to find
out who would be glad and who sorry
to have him back"
at has its advantages, but then the
ghost gets the better of man every
time. He can slip away without expla-
nations. Now, if I was coming back
with a scar over my eye to bear wit
ness to my having been knocked out in
a square fight could hold up my head
and tell the story of the last three years
with some spunk, but miserable old
blear eyed prison hummer, crawling
home with broken constitution and q
ruined stomach-bah ~
''If it hadn't been for you, old friend,
when kind Providence sent me to the
same prison, where would / have been
todayf'
Fudge! We've talked that point to
dwellings How about that song you
we're to sing in front of the Potts house
while I carried around the iiatH By