The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-12-30

Wing kept him close 10 his side, and
that Captain Wing himself had ordered
the detour around Asholt after finding
the village occupied ~ the enemy. The
other man knew nothing
so there's the case in a nutshell. So
far from being blamed by Mr. Tanning
for leading them into the scTape, he
should be praised for getting them out
of it. Had it not been for his presence
and knowledge of the road. the whole
squadron would probably have been
gobb,ed
You should have seen the picture
yesterday afternoon when 1 went by the
generals order to remove the guard
an dtell him the case was qUashed, I'M
less future developments should cause
it to be reOpened. There, in a sunshiny
little room lay one Of our boys, young
Lane. building up fpOm his fever. There
by the bedside sat his mOtheT-you
know the family, of course. There, in
an easy chair, reading aloud. sat as
pretty a girl as man could hope TO
/ see, and there reclining in another easy
chair, was our Convalescent, so en-
crossed in the fair reader that he never
saw or heard me until she arose to bid
me welcome / made short work of my
errand. The general orders you re-
+ lease, Holt said /, and you are to
have Through to help the ladies take
Lane home tomorrow. FurlOugh till
YOU re both ready to take the field. AND
while the mother fell to kissing her
boy, will you believe it C'Listen to this
now. Malloy," interpOlated Gaffney)
doesn't Miss Daisy almost shake my
hand of, and then, sObbing: %, knew
it, I knew it, turned TO that lucky,
& lanNy. laCkadaisicsl. LACK Daisy, Is
/ it2 That'H be you, Malloy, I'm think
ing'D Iong-legged son of Kentucky and
as much as say, why don't you? y,
what fools these mOrtals be. I'd have
had her in my arms that instant, but
! he hung back, flushing, troubled, ner-
vOusly plucking at the sleeve OF his
i blouse and finally he blHrts out: But
: I demand court-martial. 1 must be tried
and hOnOrabIy acquitted As if Don
+ Carlos Buell's verdict wasn't good
enough for any mani So there it stands,
and htere she stood when he should
. have welcomed release-and the lady
i bOth-wish OUen arms
will write again next wee
Yours, with regards,
&C. B. ENYART,
Captain tn L. S. Infantry. A. /. C.
''P. S.-SOrry you missed Mill Spring.
Better luck next time"
Slowly the veteran refolded the let
ter. his twinkling eyes never quitting
their mischievOus scrutiny of his VIC
TINS aVerted face. ManOy, seated in d
camp chair. his booted feet to the fire.
his delicate white hand neTVOusly
twisting his dark moustache, his glow
ing eyes swapping and shifting, waited
until the last word was read. Then
deliberately he rose, stretched his arms
to their full extent, yawned with os-
tentatious show OF indifference, glanced
upward at the sullen skies and YEARLY
about at the grimy tents and finally
QueTied:
"Er-who did you say was the author
of this ten-page epistle-Captain En-
yart? Yes; facile pen, feTvid magma
ton Step over to my tent, captain, and
we'll, or rather you'll, find the case re-
filed. Make yourself at home. I'm on
guard, you know And hitching up
his handsome sword, the lieutenant
8 sauntered off toward the sentry line.
Dash dash himl" swoTe Gaffney,
deep in his throat III take the
starch out av him yet, if only wanst
we can get Undher fire. An when Holt
comes back we'll see who's the betther
man or I'm not captain of the Emmett
guard.
Soon enough, too soon perhaps for his
health. Holt rejOined the old company,
TO find that at a time when every Off
Ger was presumably needed with his
command and every application for
leave of absence was forwarded disap-
proved, Lieutenant MallOy, til Ohio.
had been granted thirty days under
orders the stern old soldier and disci-