The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1900-03-09


just after you started. Least one Of 'em
did-for What's-his-name?- chief
military legal adviser, came out bare
headed and called after you, but you
were out of hearing. He said the cousin.
the prettiest one, recognized you as you
skipped away from the generals tent.
and pointed you out to her friend.
Somebody explained you were running
an GRAND for one of those aids too lazy
to go himself, and that you'd be back
presently"
Then go at once, young man." said
the adjutant, laying mighty hand on
the juniors square shoulder. stand
not upon the order of your going. but
git! Never you mind about the colonel.
He won't be here until after he's been
there, and he's in for rasping over this
mornings inspection. Just look at the
report, Sergeant major send me Col
Colts report" he called aloud, tossing
his head back as he spoke. Come in,
Parson, come ont of the wet" And,
eager enough to read 4 famous inspec-
tors criticisms of the appearance of the
regiment, the officer addressed as Par
son showed briskly into the tent.
The young soldier who had opened
the tent flap a few minutes before came
forward with n folded paper which,
in silence, bs handed the adjutant and
turned back, to his desk. Mr.. Gordon
took the paper, but his eyes followed
the soldier. Then he called, somewhat
sharply:
Norton"
The young fellow stopped at the d.
viding crack between the two tent
floors and slowly faced the three Off
GERS. He was slender, well built, erect.
His uniform fitted him trinity and was
worn with easy grace. his hands and
feet were small; and SLENDER. his eyes
and hair dark and fine. his features del
icate and clear curt, his complexion
trific blistered and Beaten by the harsh
winds that whistled in every day from
the sea, and, as he tarned, all three Off
GERS were struck by its extreme pallor
You're sick again, Norton said the
adjutant, somewhat sternIy. -
thought told you. to. see Dr. Heffer-
nan. Have you done 500"
"I-wasn't sick enough" faltered tbs
young soldier. Il was all right min
ute or two-or rather this morning,
sir. It'll be over presently Perhaps
it was the smell of. tho oil that did it
the stove is close to my desk"
But Gordon continusd to look at him
doubtfully.
Move your desk ACROSS the tsnt fol-
the present, anyhow, said: he, ard IN
speak to the doctor myself. With all
this newspaper hullabaloo about our
neglect of the SICK" continued he, turn
ing to his friends, 'if a man changes
color at sight of a smash-up Ee must
be turned over to the Red Crossat once
What is it, orderly 90 he finished, sud
denly, Us the tent dhps parted and II
soldier in complete uniform: GRIT with
his belt of glistening' cartridges stood
at salute, some visiting cards in his
gloved hand.
Lieut.. Gray here, sir?'' was the corn
prehensive answer. Then, catching
sight OF the young officer. who stepped
quickly forward, he held forth the
cards.
"The adjutant generals compli-
ments, sir, and he'd' be glad If the lieu
tenant would come.over at once"
Gray took the cards. curiously stud
led them and then read aloud, one aftel
the other. and placing the topmost un
derneath the other two, as soon Us read
''MR. LIsPENARD PRIME
MISS PRIME
MISS AMY LAWRENCE"
1t was the last name that lay upper
most at the end aud the Parson
noted it,.
That's the pretty cousin, Billy
quoth he. Cease of the last Hha1l be
first, don't you see?' Seoot ROW, you
lucky boy, and tell us all about it later
But Gray was still gazing dreamily
at the cards..
"Tm sure I never met any of them
before in my life,'' said he. There
must be some mistake. Yet-that
name sounds familiar-somehow," and
that" was the only name now in sight
I'm off, he suddenly announced, and
vanished.
There was n; sound Of light, quick
footsteps on the flooring of the rear
ward tent at the same time. The ser
geant major glanced UP from his writ
ing; looked at a vacant desk, then at
the clock, then, inquiringly. at his regi
mental deity-the adjutant. 1t was
just the hour of the day at which ali
manner of papers were coming down
from division and brigade headquar-
tiers to be duly stamped, noted anG
stacked up for the colonel's action.
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