Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1900-05-31

often marked with keen appreciation
when in command of his big company
at drill. What possible thought of hers
could he, more than twice her years."
have ever hoped to win? She had come
to him in Ger sore trouble-and her
lovers-as she would have gone to her
father had he been a soldier schooled in
such affairs. Armstrong pulled himself
together with quick, stern self-com-
mand.
Looking down, he saw that her eyes
were filing, her lips paling, and rush
of tenderness overcame him as he sim
ply and gently answered:
Yes, and there is no time to be lost"
All these last days, it will be remem-
bered, Mrs. Frank Garrison with pret-
ty ~Cherry Ripe" had found shelter at
the Preside. The palace was no place
for poor soldiers wife, and there was
no longer a grateful nabob as possible
source of income. 1t is doubtful indeed
whether that mine could be further
tapped, for the ELUSIVE brother-in-law
of the winter gone by had found dis
illusion in more ways than one. Gar
rison, busy day and night with his staff
duties, had plainly to tell his capri
cious wife that she had come without
his knowledge or consent, and that he
could not think of meeting the expense
of even a two weeks stay in town. lie
could not account for her coming at
all. He had left her with his own peo-
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fort while he took the field. lie desired
that she should return thither at once.
She determined to remain and gayly
tapped his cheek and bade him have
no concern. She could readily find
quarters, and so she did. The regu-
lar garrison of the Preside was long
since afield, but the families of most
of its officers still remRned.t there, while
the houses of two or three, completely
furnished so far as army furnishings go,
were there in charge of the post quar-
termaster. From being the temporary
guests of some old friends, Mrs. Frank
and her pretty companion suddenly
opened housekeeping in one of these
vacated homes, and all her Witchery
was called into play to make it the
most popular resort Of the younger ele-
ment at the post. Money she might
lack but no woman could eclipst her
in the dazzle of her dainty toilets. The
Preside was practically at her feet be-
fore she had been established As hours.
Other peoples yehiGes trundled her
over to camp whenever she would drive.
Other peoples horses stood saddled at
her door when she would ride. Other
peoples servants flew to do her bidding.
Women might whisper and frova, but
for the present at least, she had the
men at her beck and call. Morn, moor.
and night she was on the go, the morn
ings being given over, as a rule, to
gallop over the breezy heights where
the brigade or regimental drills were
going on, the afternoons to calls, where
in it is ever more blessed to give than
to receive-and the evenings to hops
at the assembly room, or to entertain
ing-charmingl entertaining the little
swarm of officers with occasional angels
of her own sex, sure to drop in and
spend an hour. Cherry" played and
sang and made eyes" at the boys Mrs.
Frank was winsOme and genial and joy
Gus to everybody, and when Garrison
himself arrived from camp, generally
late in the evening, looking worn and
iaded from long r.ours at the desk, she
had ever comforting supper and smil-
ing, playful welcome for her lord, max
ing much of him before the assembled
company, to the end that more than one
cal nh 10, I,+ :
would be some sense in marrying, by
George, if a fellow could pick up wife
like Mrs. Frank. All the same the post
soon learned that the supposedly blest
aide-de-camp breakfasted solus on what
he could forage for himself before he
mounted and rode over to his long days
labor at Camp Merritt. Another thing
was speedily apparent, the entente cor
dale between her radiant self and the
Primes was at an end, if indeed it ever
existed. She, to be sure, was sunshine
itself when they chanced to meet at
camp. The clouds were on the faces
of the father and daughter, while Miss
Lawrence maintained a serene neutral
ity.
They were lingering in Frisco, stin
hopefully, were the Primes. The de-
tectiyes on duty at the landing stage
the evening Stewards regiment en-
barlied, swore that no one answering
the description of either of the two
young men had slipped aboard. Those
in the employ of the sad old man were
persistent in the statement that they
had clews--were on the scent, etc. He
was sheep worth the shearing and so,
while Mr.. Prime spent many hours in