Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1900-06-07

conscious of this latest indignity. he
wondered if Amy Lawrence yet knew
of that serious seizure, and, if she cid,
what would be her sensations Down
the winding, sloping road he urged his
way, Glencoe, his pet charger, marvel
ing at the unusual gait. The cape of
the sentry's Overcoat whirled over the
sentry's head and swished his cap off
as he presented arms to the tall soldier
spurring past the guardhouse. Il envy
no one who has to put to sea this day."
said Armstrong to himself, as he turned
to the right and reined up in front of
a little brown cottage peeping out from
a mass Of vines and roses, shivcring
in the wet wind. Half a dozen strides
took him across the narrow walk and
up the wooden steps. With sharp EN-
phasis he changed the little gong bell
screwed to the back of the door and
waited impatient of the servants com
ing. There was no answer. He rang
again and still again, and no one came.
y glance at the windows told that the
white lace curtains hung there draped
as prettily as ever. Fresh flowers stood
on the window sill. \ shawl and a
pillow, the latter indented as by hu-
man head lay in the IOunging chair
on the little porch. Another chair
stood but a few feet away. There was
even fan, though fans in Frisco
summer are less needed than furS; but
nowhere saw he other sign of the tenn
porary mistress of the house. He went
round to a side window and raped.
No answer. Then he turned TO the
walk again, and, taking the rcins. bade
the orderly inquire next door if Mrs.
Garrison could be found. Yes, was
the answer; She went driving to Golden
Gate Park with Mrs. Stockman an hour
ago, and Mrs. Stockman was to leave
for Los Angeles that night. Odd. If
Mrs. Garrison drove to Golden Gate
Park the easiest and best way was that
along which he came, and he had met
no carriage. In fact, not since that
night at the Palace had he set eyes on
Mrs. Garrison, or until the coming of
this sOrrOwful news about Gray had he
cared to. From all that he heard Mrs.
Frank was enjoying herself at the
PSesidio. Cherry having gone one way
and her devotee another, Mrs. Frank
speedily summoned a chum of old gar
rison days to come and keep house with
her for awhile. and Mrs. Stockman,
whose lord had left her at the call of
duty, and gone 10 Manila with his men,
right gladly accepted and much en-
joyed the fun and froiic that went on
night after night in Mrs. Franks cozy
parlor, or the mild Irritation, possibly,
in the recesses of Mrs. Franks en-
powered porch. The last expedition
had borne off almost all the regular"
element at the post. but had not left it
poor, for, fast as camp grounds could
be made ready for them, vastly to the
disgust of the saloon keepers and street
car magnates who had reaped rich
harvest from Camp Merritt, regiment
after regiment. the volunteers came
marching over from the malodorous
sand lots and settled down in sheltered
hooks about the PresidiO. So cavaliers
in plenty were still TO be had, cavaliers
whose wives and sweethearts, as a rule,
were far away; and Mrs. Frank loved to
console such as were so bereft The
chafng dish and Scotch and soda
were in nightly request; and even wom-
en- who didn't at ali fancy Mrs. Frank,
and spoke despitefuIy Of her among
themselves. We're not slow to come for
just a minute" as they said, as the
evenings wore on. and 10 stay and chat
with various yisitOrS-iU was so lone
some and poly over home with the chill
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