Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1899-08-17
The colonel laughed a little, ana, pat

The colonel laughed little, ana, pat
ting Good-by on the head, said:
"Yes, my child, there won't be any
executions in this camp while I'm here.
You needn't salute my other hand.
Now tell me how you came to take such
an interest in Private Boutelle. What
do you mean by this fiery regard? 1
think you are the youngest young lady
I ever met that was willing to die off
hand for somebody else. In America
sometimes the young men pretend they
are going to die for young ladies, but
they hardly ever do"
Good-by blushed, smiled and endeav-
ored to explain in happy, serious little
voice just how the matter stood, with
all the why's and wherefores. 81 think"
she concluded, ''it may be as his rever-
ence the priest said one Sunday, that
the sun here in Cuba shines down
straight into our hearts and makes
them warm and quick. Do you think
thatisso, Senior Colonel2 Are not hearts
also warm and quick in American"
WE'LL" quoth the astonished colonel,
"here is science from babies and suck
lings. Yes-1 don't know-perhaps-
you can study these things in books
when you get older, Good-by."
Meanwhile the colonel's orderly had
been sent to the guardhouse to fetch
Private Boutelle. The well-propor-
toned, handsome giant of q soldier
marched up across the parade ground,
and, stopping half q dozen PAGES from
the colonel's tent, silently saluted the
commanding officer, at the same time
rodding imperceptibly to Good-by,
whose strange tete-a-tete with the
colonel had perhaps been reported TO
him by the orderly.
"Boutelle," said the colonel, whats
your offense this time, anyway"
Liquor, sir"
"The old fault. Now look here, Bou-
telle, might tell you what fine fellow
you are and what n bad fellow that
friend of yours, the bottle, Is. l could
preach You a regular temperance ser
mon, and bring down the house by in
PRODUCING the story of this little Cuban
girl that thought you were going to
be shot and wanted to give her life
for yours. l could, but it's out of my
line, and perhaps the chaplain can do
it better. The chaplain gets paid to
talk on temperance and preach ser
mons. suppose III give him the story
Of Good-by so he can work it into q
sermon some time up home. All l
want to say to you here is this: If
had friend that thought as much
of me as Good-by does of you, I'd try
never to disappoint or lose that friend.
She's persuaded me to pardon in you
an imaginary offense whose penalty is
death. l suppose that pardon covers
all lesser offenses-and you may report
to your captain"
When the regiment left Cuba a week
afterwards Good-by cried quite bit,
but. as she told me, whenever she
thought to herself that Senior Boutelle
was going to rejoin his family and the
beautiful young lady he was fond of,
it made her very glad. Before we went
a subscription list was circulated in
camp for the benefit of Anita, alias
Good-by, q Cuban orphan" and the
colonePs name was at the head of the
paper. 1t became quite matter of
regimental pride to get up a liberal
sum for the child's maintenance and
education for several years to come.
Good-by Is now hard at work learning
to write, so that she can correspond
with Senior Boutelle, her handsome big
friend.-Outlook.