Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1899-11-24
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furnishing damsels to faint for lack Of
tsustenance." 1t was Mrs. Garrison, of
course, who spoke. 81 simply set
Frank and his fellows to work, with
the result that tea and biscuit, light
and warmth, mirth and merriment,
faith, hope and charity sprang up like
magic in this gloomy old tent, and here
we are still. Now, say you're glad I
came, general, for these stupid boys
Obi I quite forgot! Let me present
the slaves of the lamp-the spirit lamp,
general. Frank, you know--too well,
dare say. Stand forth, vassal Number
Two. This, general, is Capt. Schuyler,
a mite of q man physically-a Gotham
lite, in fact-but a tower Of wit and
wisdom when permitted to speak," "a
diminutive y%oungster, with a head
twice too big for his body, and a world
of fun in his sparkling eyes, bowed
deliberately to his commanding general,
but p%rudently held his peace.) capt.
Schuyler, my dear general, meekly
bears the crescent of the subsistence
department on his beautifully high and
unquestionably New-York-made col
lars. He hasn't an idea on the sub
ject of supplies except that commissary
cigars are bad, but his senator said
he had to have something and that's
what he got. He'd rather be second
lieutenaitiof regular infantry any day,
but that was too high for him. Here's
q youth it fits to a 't'-Mr. William
Gray, of the -teenth foot, whom I
knew years ago when we were kids in
the same camp, and whose best claim
to your notice is that you knew his
father. He says so, and hopes you'll
forgive all his budding iniquities on the
strength of it," The general nodded
with a grin at the youngster who stood
at Miss Lawrence's left, and then held
up his hand for silence, shutting OF
further presentations.
9Th forgive anything but more chat
ter" said he, with a placid smile, pro
vided you give me some tea at once.
Then l should be glad to know how
you all happened to meet here"
my doing entirely, general. Drank,
another cup-quick.) Cherry came
with me to surprise my husband-an
easy thing to do-I'm always doing it.
We found him here, by your orders,
striving to entertain these two charm
ing damsels-the last thing on earth
he is capable of doing, however valu-
able he may be with orders and CORE
spondence. I heard Mr.. Primes story
and at once suggested Col. Armstrong.
l heard Miss Lawrence exclaim at sight
of Billy here, and saw a case of old ac-
qu%aintancc and sent for him forthwith
so easy to say: The adjutant gen
erals COMPLIMENTS found that, after
all, they had never met, but Miss Law
renee had seen him at the head of some
famous student company. I 1t was who
presented him to her, and summoned
Capt. Schuyler to meet once more his
fellow citizens, the Primes. I 1t was
who ordered lamps, fire and the tea
things. I am the good fairy who
wrought the transformation. Rehold
me with my wand!"
She seized Miss Langton's slender
umbrella and, waving it over her curly
little head, %pirouetted again in tri-
umphant gayety.
The general was thoughtfully slipping
his tea and studying her as she chat
tered and danced. When she paused
a moment for breath he again held up
his hand.
"Col. Armstrong went with Mr.
Prime, did he?"
with every assurance that the prod.
igal should be produced forthwith and
restored to the paternal BOSOM" de.
claimed Mrs. Garrison, m~elodramatic.
ally, and would have ranted on, never
noting the flush of pain and embarrass-
ment that almost instantly appeared
in the faces of Miss Lawrence and he1
dark-eyed eastern cousin, nor seeingthe
warning in her husbands eyes; but al
the moment the tent flap vas thrown
back and held open to admit a tall,
gray-haired civilian whose silk hat was
uplifted as he entered in courteous rec.
ognition of the group, despite the dis
tress that was betrayed in the pallor OF
his face and the instant glance of his
dark eyes toward the slender girl, who
stepped eagerly forward. Mrs. Gar
rison, turning quickly, saw, and with
swift, agile movement sprang to ONT
side. The general slowly struggled uI
from his easy chair. Reaching he'
fathers side Miss Prime laid her hanC
upon his arm, looking fondly ane
%anxiously into his face. A soldierly
middle-aged officer, in dripping 'forag'
cap and rain coat, stepped quickly IL
and lowered the flap.
did you find him, father?" was Mis-
Primes low-toned, faltering question.
"We found-the soldier referred to;
Col. Armstrong has been most kind; bu'
1t wasn't your brother at all, my child.
ITO be Continued