Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-04-28

What could l do? ] was detailed; 1t was
my duty
And now they have sentenced him to
three years-him. He will die in the prison
with those wretches; he will have no mu-
sic, nothing. 1t is horrible You have
Killed him, killed that bovl'
DO you love him much?'
The girl flushed in the starlight.
What is that TO you? l pity him.
A flash of renewed hope sprang from his
heart TO his eyes. Pity need not be love.
For d moment his sight grew dlm, ana
the next he was at her feet, clutching her
dress.
Katy" he cried. at is done--it was his
own fault. Forget him. He cannot have
learned to love you as l have loved you
for years Listen, listen. Don't go away"
The girl was in vain struggling TO release
her dress, frightened now.
Il am, all the men say l am. perhaps"
he cried, "surly and all that; but-listen-
you are the cause. For love of you. and
thinking of you, l keep alone. From the
horror of losing you | am sometimes half
mad. Listen to me, now, and tell me.
VIII ever any man love you as l love? VIII
any one do for you what l would do?'
Leave me- leave me-" she CRIED but he
| chung to her
Il cannot charm you and bewitch you
| with pretty face and music. Ike Faval."
he went on, unheeding her But / am a
man, and a true man. 1 claim that! Try
! me; tell me what to do to prove how much
| love you! Whatever it is I shall do it,'
The girls thoughts all the evening had
| dwelt on one thing alone-hcr bewildered
! anxious, wild thoughts. They were yet in
| her mind, and now they formed themselves
as at word of command, into a resolve.
| She whispered to the at her feet.
| DO you love me SO much?"
| Il cannot tell how muoh.''
| And you would do all YOU SAVIOR me-
| for love of me-
"Anything!" he cried, rising in a passion
| or hope. and Selling her hands.
| Save him.! she cried.
Ill
where's Katy?" Hermann demanded, as
he unceremonous!y ran into Mother Ma
! lone's house.
! Don't be askin' me-" cried Mrs Malone
ENORMOUSLY What are you wantin wild
| Katie at this time Of night? It'll be taps
| in minute"
Cause 1 was down at the guardhouse
| 10 see FaVal tonight, and he's worryin'
awful He's to be taken to Leavenworth
| in day or two. So l thought I'd lust ask
| katy-he was stuck on Katy just like me
to go and cheer him up bit. I'm not
jealous"
I'VE wee divil,'' howled Mother Malone
welcoming chance to discharge her
| wrath Upon somebody: IAN it's mischief
maxim ye're after, is it? Git out NV this
Git out now. afore 1 do yez harmr'
Whats eating you? 1 want some an.
plesr
The angry woman charged upon him
Hermann grabbed an apple, upset the bar.
rel and fed. screeching.
Did yez ever hear the like?" Mrs Ma.
lone muttered. Katy to go and see Fa.
val Was liver the like?"
She did not know.
The guardhouse lay at the back of this
post, on the bluff overlooking the meadows
, The inner room was very full as a result
, of pay day. The sloping wooden platform
on which the prisoners, wrapped in thei,
, blankets, slept, was lined with recumben
. figures. Some of the long-sentence men
| however, for greater comfort had mad,
hammocks Of their blankets and stun,
them by cords from hooks in the walls
The barred windows were few and by on,
T or these, in a corner, Favai had slunp hi
hammock beneath another man. VIII,
g swung near the roof. Thus the window
open for the heat, was almost shut Of
from sight of the rest Of the OCCUPANTS
and the wicket which separated the guar,
from the prisoners. An Indian scout ha,
i, been brought in from the camp, a wild an,
| | savage sight. He lay outstretched on hi
] | back on the floor, bowling lugubriously an,
| beating on the boards with extended fists
!, In his drunken muddleheadedness he ha
n | an idea that the white men We're about I
e hang him, and his bowls sank to a lone
horrible. wailing death song.
: Amid the noise and the heat and tn
s stencil of the overcrowded room Faval wa
n | wide awake. For half an hour after tan
. so he remained, until the lamp at the doc
was removed. Soon the post recoyere