Waterbury Democrat., 1900-11-02


 news. Troops from Steele and Bridger were on the move, but no word came for the cavalry at Emory, and Mar shall Dean, hitherto most eager for field service, learned with joy he felt ashamed to own that he had still an other day to spend in the society of Jessie and her friend. But how much of that elation Jessie could have claimed as due to her every sister whose brother is in love can better tell than I. At eight they came driv- ing out to hear the band at guard mounting, though, to old Pecksnitf' $ pathetic sorrow, he could mount only twelve men all told. That ceremony over, they watched with kindling eyes the sharp drill of Marshall's troop; that soldierly young commander, one may feel well assured, showing his men, his horses, and himself off to the best of his ability, as who would not have done under such scrutiny as that. Loomis was with them. but Eli nor drove. for her father had urgent business, he said, and must remain at his office. Maj. Burleigh, he added, was to meet him, whereat the girls were silent.
 If you could have heard the mai jor pleading with that cantankerous old fool at the fort in Marshall's behalf you would get over your wrath at Burlcigh just as I did," said Folsom, to both, apparently and still neither answered. Burleigh was evidently persona non grata in the eyes of both. He tells me Capt. Newhall is still here, waiting for train to be made up to run back to Cheyenne. I'm afraid I'll have to ask him to bring the captain to dinner to-day. Do you think MT. Dean will care to come?" he asked.
 'I think he would rather not leave camp" said Jessie, slowly. "Orders may come any minute, he says"
 ''4es, 1 suppose so." answered Fol som, vaguely relieved. Something told him that there was antagonism be- tween the young fellow and Burleieh that would be apt to involve Newhall, too. I'll ask them both, if you don't very much mind,' he went on. whis- pering to Elinor. And will you tell Mrs. Fletcher? How is she this morn ing?"
 Just as usual, papa. She says she has rather violent headaches once in awhile, and she thinks it prudent to keep her room to-day. But I can at tend to everything" Indeed, thought the daughter, she wished she had it all to do.
 And so Folsom had gone to meet Burleigh, and the girls had planned. |. ], f& CT drill should ride beside them into town and have chat in the parlor while she wrote to mother in the li- brary. But thing happened that no one could have foreseen. Just before drill was over and while they were still watching it from their seats in the covered wagon. a buggy drove up alongside and Maj Burleigh jumped out, gave the reins to his compa nion, and bade him come to him as soon as he had finished what he wished to do at the suffers. The majors face was Perturbed, that of his companion looked black and ugly. It was Capt. Newhall, and something was amiss. The latter barely tipped his hat in driving away. the former heaved sigh of relief, then turned to greet the girls.
 Ten minutes passed in constraint and awkwardness. Burleigh felt that he was unwelcome, but his eyes were fixed in fascination on Elinor Fol som, and he could not go. Presently drill was dismissed, and Dean, all aglow, came galloping up, his orderly trumpeter following. Not until he had joyously greeted both the girls did he see who was standing by the forward wheel on the opposite side.
 Good morning, MT. Dean,' said Burleigh, affably. T never saw that troop look so well.'
 Good morning, sir," said Dean, cold ly. Then turned to speak again to Miss Folsom when the buggy came whirring back.
 He isn't here, Burleigh," said the occupant, petulantly. He's in town, and you've got to find him right off. Come on!''
 Durleigh turned livid. Capt. New hall" he said, "ycu fail to notice am with friends"
 ''Ihey are friends who will be glad to get rid of you, then" replied the stranger, thickly, and it was easy to see that he had been drinking. All the same Burleigh went.