The Princeton union., 1900-10-25
CHAPTER NIV-COntinued.

cause behind the one assigned Elinor
calmly answered that she thought
there was, and that the cause was Maj.
Burleigh.
"But, daughter DEAR" said he, that's
just one reason wish to bring them
together. Then Dean could see how
pleasantly disposed the major is,' and
he was amazed when she replied:
MAJ. Burleigh may be pleasantly dis
posed, but Mr.. Dean is not by any
means, nor would I be were in his
place, papa
my child" said he, what do you
know about it?'
"Everything that Jessie knows, be-
sides what we heard on the train. Maj.
Mr.. Dean told her of several things
Mai. Burleigh had said and done to his
discredit, and no wonder he declines to
dine with a man who has deliberately
maligned him.
II wish l had thought of that" said
Folsom, his knotty hands deep in the
pockets of his loose-ftting trousers.
~ saw Burleigh this morning on some
business, and he seemed to want to
help Dean along. What took him out to
the fort, do you suppose?
II don't know" she answered, graves
ly. He had Capt. Newhall with him
in quest of somebody who wasn't
there"
"Ah, yes, Griggs, the sutler. heard
of it," interposed Folsom, lingering his
watch chain.
VERY possibly. The captain was
ugly and rude in manner and Maj.
Burleigh very much embarrassed. In
deed, daddy dear, should not be great
ly surprised if others of your party
failed to come"
''Burleigh, do you mean, or his queer
guest?"
But Pappoose did not reply. She
seemed listening intently, and then
with swift, sudden movement darted
across to the heavy Navajo blanket
portiere that hung at the doorway of
little room back of the library. Her
voice was far from cordial as she
asked:
Were you looking for anyone, Mrs.
Fletcher? l thought you were in your
room"
"For Mr.. Folsom, please, when he is
at leisure" was the answer, in un-
ruff1ed tones. II believe it easier to
take active part in the preparations
than to lie there thinking"
At one the girls were to lunch at
the fort, as has been said, and it was
time for them to dress. There were
other matters on which Elinor much
wished to talk with her father and,
with more reluctance than she had
yet experienced, she left him to hear
what Mrs Fletcher might have to say.
The conference was brief enough,
whatever its nature. for presently his
voice was heard at the foot of the
stairs.
Ppm going over to the depot few
minutes, Daught. I wish to see Bur.
leigh. Don't wait for me. Start when,
ever you are ready. Where do the
boys meet you?"
"Here, daddy, at half-past twelve
1t was high noon now, and the ruddy
faced old fellow grew redder as the
summer sun beat down on his gray
head, but he strode sturdily down tht
broad avenue that led to the heart O.
the bustling new town, turned to tn.
right at the first cross street beyond
his own big block, and ten minutes
brisk tramp brought him to the gate
way of Bnrleigh's stockaded inclosure
Two or three employees lounging abou
the gate were gazing curiously within
Silently they let him pass them by
but sound of angry voices rose upo1
the heated air. Just within the gat
stood the orderly trumpeter holdin,
two horses by the reins, one of then
Marshall Deans, and sudden ide
occurred to Folsom as he glanced a
the open windows of the office build
Ing. There was no mistaking tn
speaker within. It was Burleigh.
leave my Office instantly, sir, or II
prefer charges that will stick"
Not till I've said what I came t
say, Maj. Burleigh. I've abundant ev
dence of what you've been saying a
my expense. You asserted that los
my nerve the day we met Red Cloud
band-you who never dared get ou
of the ambulance until the danger wa
over. It's common talk in the troo1
At Frayne, at Reno, and here at Emor
you have maligned me just as you di
in the cars to my friend here, M
Loomis, and in hearing Of my siste
will not accept your denial nor wi
I leave your office till you swallo'
your words" .-.. F..
'"Then, by God, I'll have you throw
out, you young whipsnapperv'
And then Folsom, with fear at b
heart, ran around to the doorway 1
interpose. He came too late. Thel
was sound Of a furious scuffle within
a rattling Of chairs, crunching (
feet on sanded floor, and as he spran
up the steps he saw Dean easily squirn
ing out from the grasp Of some men
ber Of the clerical force, who, at b
masters bidding, had thrown himse