Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1900-01-25
Marcella and her chaperon were the

Marcella and her chaperon were the
last to leave and Hamilton had wills.
pered as he tucked her into her little
pony carriage beside her fat old aunt:
I'll see YOUR grandfather a little later
to-day" for then the tirs, pink streaks
of morning We're beginning to show
above the black line of swamp that
bounded the horizon on either hand.
1t was already dawn ere the pony car
riage reached home and Marcela could
see grandfather seated in his favorite
chair on the gallery facing the rising
sun, slipping his early coffee and ready
to review the hands as they passed in
a long struggling line before him.
"Well, and how was the party?" he
asked as the two women came up the
steps in the first beams of the very
early sun.
"Oh, a success, as few farewell par
ties are. Each young hero was danced
with impartially, by all the bellies.
blessed and hidden Godspeed and a
safe return with victory, etc. She
spoke in her usual bright manner. help
ing herself to cup of the old ma .jor's
steaming coffee the while, but the
chances she stole at him We're anxious
and troubled. ana she said nothing at
all of the subject nearest her heart
Many of the young men, the flower of
the county who had answered at once
the call to arms, came over during the
day to bid geod-by to their old friend
and neighbor, and among them Young
Capt. Stewart, brave in all the glory of
glitterng war paint. But his was
different errand and his heart almost
misgave him as he followed tie fat old
negress along the wide. familiar hal!
Of the majors home. He had proposed
writing from camp, but Marcella had
insisted on personal appeal face to
face. 1t was bad half hour the young
fellow underwent in the library that
morning. He felt very small and fool
ish in his unwon shoulderstraps and
glittering buttons. before the old war
horse who held him at his true value.
and he heartily wished he had appeared
as plain Hamilton Stewart instead of
i'm his yet unmerited role of captain of
company c. Under the best of circum-
stances the old major was not the cas-
lest man in the world of which to de-
mand granddaughter's hand. and he
listened now in grim. impassive silence
as the gay young soldier made his rath-
err stumbling plea.
81 don't mind telling You. SIR" he
answered, suavely. "that have other
views for Marcella. All. yes. other
views which l believe offer much more
assurance of happiness for her than
the offer you are good enough to make,
and if you please, my dear boy. we will
say no more about especially to
Marcella herself. There must be no
VOWS. no promises. no nonsense of any
sort. 1t is much better So"
Tie captain left the library angry
and sore at heart and, from the parlor
farther up the hail. Marcclla darted out
with big, anxious eyes and white
cheeks.
"Never mind, I'll wait for you" she
said. "1'll have YOU or nobody. III be
true. true. true, no matter what"
And so she was, poor child, in her
heart. but alas for the purposing of
maids as well as of men. A few days
later by the strange ruling of heartless
fate, the old major ceased to exist. and
Marcella found herself compelled to
face the knotty and often dishearten-
ing subject Of how and where There
was nothing left when the necessary
debts We're paid, and don't blame her
or call her forsworn when she gave
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very rich very quiet and gentle in man.
rer, and very nearly as old as the ma .jor
himself. The Spanish-American cam
paign Went merrily on. The eagle
screamed and the stars and stripes
toateC III triumph But short as ii was
every step to victory was marked by the
hearts blood of some woman-maiden.
wife or mot, her.
Another revolution of the wheel of
time. and a Very short one, and fate
again laid her hand heavily on Marcel
la. She sat in her chamber-the very
luxurious chamber of her husbands
home alone. Below in the big. dim
drawing-room there lay in awe-inspir-
ing silence the man who had called! her
Wife Three silent watchers sat beside
the door. but the one knit to him by the
closest human bond sat Gry-eyet, pa
tiently waiting until the last rites
would remove him forever from her
path.
She had fulfilled her promise to honor
and obey. There had been gentle,
grateful Difference always, but her
heart had never ceased from straying
among the parched wilGs of Cuba. nor
her eyes from scanning eagerly the
meagcr accounts of the dreadful scenes
of suffering through which the heroes
were passing to hard-won victory.
extra. ENtra." strident voices cut
the moist summer dawn. waking echoes
along the Silent streets. Marcella
leaned from her window. With quick
gesture which was more quickly am
severed by Il flock of ragged gamns
swarming to the gate. Like n shadow
she stole Gown, thrustin@ piece Of sill
YER through the door and Selling the
still moist slip of paper.
No need to look for details. They
We're b.azoneG in Goubie-leaGed lines