The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-02-20


come into tho library Who're he stood with Flora
to tell them farewell toTother. whom he heard the
elat,er Of hoofs on the srnvcllcd aySn ng Gd LSos.
crate cavalrymen galloping toward the house.
At their head rode q man IL citizens clothes
air. Flora saw them at the Same moment, and
tho color LEFT, her cheek. She knew tho man
neighbor, who had n great reputation In that
section for f~crocity. Mr.. Pcrryman had missed
his horse and had been told, by some OF the ne,
Stopped over night at the. Fitzpatrick place. He
was n widower who had been casting fond eyes
der her. an important service and give her cause
for lively gratitude by Kidding her OF the pres
possession OF the ,houso, or II he had escaped, TO
attract her admiration by leading the Confcdcr.
Surgeon Prndon drunnmed a brief tattoo on
the window pane. and then throw back his
he en- with a ontemptpous laugh.
self have been drawn into an ambuscado., I
think you. Miss KilnatTick, for this revelation
OF Southern hospitality"
Into an ambuscadei'' cried Flora. her color
r'ttHWypSi T, certainly. Into a, tran. have bu,
he can do you no harm"
calmness he thought assumed.
VIII they n9ti 1t VIII DO their own fault.
s sae1i would IL | ' ssd4n 0is S aS b. BY F 81. II I ~ KNEW .iHF eSey
would furnish YOU 2 spectacle by hanging mo
She looked at him SO hard. and such n singu-
lar light blaZcd in her eyes that he could not
For a Southern lady loyal to her friends,
tbem r'rii n' Hut h " s tt1Eo Si,ins sEysI iia Re a snsrod ga" thnt
trouble. 1 win ' go to tn them n I : ask a sp only that that
my comradc DO not disturbed"
lie started for the door, but sho was before
knocked, and opened 1t ut once.
Good morning. Mr.. Perryman," said Flora.
act Of politely responding to the salute, as was
his habit, when, glancing over Flora,s shoulder.
gold spectacies. Then, instead OF saving Good
morning, as was his habit, Mr.. Perryman cried
There's that scoundrcl nowl Surround the
house.. men! Look to. the windows! I'll take
care OF the door! Watch tho side window
Mr.. Perryman was so far carried away by ex-
which called out to him sharply once or twice.
He was somewhat cooled. however, when he
saw tho SURGEON drawing, on q pair of heavy
MI. Perrymen, This gentleman is our guest.
pr. Pruden, this is our good noighbor,. Mr..
Peruvian. Undcr, the circumstances his ex-
citemcnt Is excusable."
The surgeon acknowledged his new acquaint-
ance with n bow. but Mr.. Perryman's surprise
Why my God! the mans q Yankee, Your
the fellow that stole my horse!'
MY horse is in the stable, remarked the
charge. IF he's yours, you can have him"
II i know how i is, Miss Flora" Mr.: Perry,
want to sec this Yankee dealt WITH uon'
Tina woman. Mr.. ,Perryman; but I'm be:
ginning to believe that you are not as much of
G sla m%n as has ! on sSys taon %R S yS% wsse, litg Hhif Hs se1 Is
more re- thar a sSssf; hsfs our 5snstaetor..
phrase goes: his comb fell. His .mustachios
ceased to bristle. The surgeon on his side was
as %5e to iF2lF or E With as s. pulled Mr: Pe e1pressicn a as
his faco-and the look he gave her was sufi-
Client to prevent Mr.. Perryman from throwing
.certainly, Mr., Perryman. have no brother
When and where did you save Jack Kill
patrick,s lifeF" asked Mr.. Perryman. turning
10 " III; r sure / c anfdpit{ tell vou." replied the sur.
geon. placidly. lie was engaged in wiping his
spoctacles, but turned to Flora.
rs the wounded man your brother, Miss Kill
Certainly" she answered..
I'm glad of it, he said. simply.
You'd better be glad" cried Perryman.
s .SNSn sr Rs mi mr. E liz 1a :. Be siaa If I had to be
Come in and see Jack. Mr.. Perryman," said
Flora. There was such n change in her voice
ana attitude that both men looked at her. Her
Mr.. Peruvian stepped into the hallway and
orr ut way 10 JOCK = room.
After that no explanation was necessary. Mr..
Pcrryman talked to Jack with tears in his eyes,
for behind his savage temper he carried a warm
many n fox hunt and in many n frolic. and there
was'n real friendship between the two.
Finally Mr.. Perryman turned to DR.. Pruden.
I'm mighty glad to meet you. sir. and l hope you
will allow mo to shake your hand. You've been
caught in n trap. but ! hope you'll find n bigger
and better bait in 1t than Is often found in such
places"
Just then there was n knock at the door. The
Captain of the cavalry squad wanted to know
what was going on. and why the Yankee pris-
oncr wasn't brought out. The state of affairs
was made known to him briefly.
THAT satisfies me, / reckon. but / amt GER
tain that it'll satisfy my men,"
What ommand do they belong toll" asked
Mr.. Peruvian.
"Nheclcr's cavalry
Aunt Candace! Aunt Candace!' cried.Flora.
Give Whceler's cavalry a drink of buttermilk
and let them CO."
The hit was as palpable as it was daring, for
the men of this command were known far and
wide as the Buttcrmilk Rangers.
IL need hardly be said that Surgeon Pruden
had u very. comfortable time in that neighbor-
hood. Within the course Of II few months the
war was over and he was FREQ to go home. But
In ls66 he came South and settled in Atlanta.
Then, TO make n long story short. he married
Flora fitzpatrick. At the wedding Mr.. Perry.
man. irrcconcilable as he was, nudged DR..
Prudcn IN the ribs and winkcd.
'Whatd l tell you about the bait In the
trapi"
THE END.