The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1900-11-08
Won Beneath the Yellow Fla6
BIT Prince T. Woods.
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4 LII RICHMOND had surrendered to
~ Gen. Humidity and his torrid solar
army. The excessive heat had driven
All but those to whom fate had been
uukind. 70 shelter from the fiery lances
4 Of old Sol.
At Gray Manse the members of the
family had sought comfort in the cool
er air On the wide, vine-bowered piazza
and the serving people might be
! found seeking the same solace in the
grove back of the cook house. The
evening papers were filled with ac-
counts of victims of the invaders fury
and told of the hospitals filled with
persons overcome by the heat"
But Madam Grey and her daughter,
Janet, were more concerned about the
dispatches from Mexico. "Yellow
Jack" was raging along the gulf coast.
The latest news reported that the vii
lagos along the Tula river had been al
most wiped out of existence. The tenn
porary hospitals flying the "yellow
Gag" at Panuco were overcrowded.
Physicians were not plenty and were
overworked; nurses, there were none,
but the natives.
The newspaper correspondent wrote
that no news had been received for two
weeks from the outlying plantations
and that it was feared that the plant
ers had succumbeo to the yellow
plague.
Az Janet Grey read the dispatches to
her mother her face whitened and in
the Tightening lines about her mouth
Madam Grey thought she read the
birth of some new resolve which no op-
+ position could weaken.
Then as the soft moonlight illumined
the younger woman's face, and in that
pale light there seemed something al
most divine in the inspiration that
shone from within the being of he1
4 sweet southern beauty, she broke the
silence: Mother, I must go to him."
The mothers answer came softly, re
signedly, but with no reproach: "A1
V ence, love. Poor Jack!" Then two
pairs Of hands became as one and the
pale moon peeping between the leaves
wondered at two women weeping il
each others arms.
Next morning among the passenger.
on the fast express flying swiftly
southward was young woman who
might be Is and whose sweet, sad face
contrasted strangely with the air OF
eager impatience which enveloped her
A grip at her feet bore the initials u
Sixty miles an hour seemed slow te
Janet.
Five years before Janet Grey, ar
only daughter, had been q student in
the New York training school TO,
nurses. Not because she needed a pro
fession, she told herself, but becaus,
sne wished to be able to be useful. 1
Was hobby, firmly rooted hobby, O.
Young woman who was to be some
cay owner of some Of the finest land i,
Virginia.
So when Jack Masters. a childhood
Playmate and the son of an old famil,
friend, sought her love and twice asked
aef 70 become his wife, she, though sh,
as very fond of him, had twice pu
im on and had refused to considel
sellmony as serious possibility un
- sne had won her diploma as
trained nurse.
furthermore, she had limited to Jacl
saaf she was not sure of his constanc,
aaa that she had doubts about his bust
- abihty; for it was common prop
mat, though Jack had inherited ,
ost desirable estate, the young gen
'eman had not cone all that might b.
xpected of him as = landed proprie
.or. and that Masters hall was not tn
AL Of the old time.
Madam Grey had enlisted under hi
tancard and had fought nobly 70
alm; but Janet remained firm in he
ssoive, as she usually cid. She sal
ssst Il he was of the same mind whe,
- had completed her four year:
aanlng as nurse he might agai
sek to win her. She would hear n
ofe on the subject until then.
= ut of what he considered right
q indignation at this decree, Jac
s. ont Masters hall. purchased co
plantation near the banks of th
Apla river in Mexico, and had take
nsen Off. Before his departure b
a.e broken taboo, and had agai
ent to win Miss Grey from her res,
aon. but she remained obdurate. q