The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-02-16

the modification Of being written
up"
The reading public enjoys true stories
and such noble band of exiles can
well afford to share some of their ex-
perieDces with the more fortunate resi-
dents Of eastern cities and towns.
Things were getting a little dull at
the fort All summer the bright days
had been made brighter by the presence
of TIVE young girls who were guests of
the majors wife, and when they left
in September, one to return to her home
in Boston. and the other to join her
father in New York, the skies seemed
colder and the social barometer ran
down at a fearful rate.
Jack Baltimore, who never ceased
joking, even at chapel. Knocked all his
friends in turn. but in the silence of
his own quarters ne was heard to say,
LAUNDERING stupid anyway! / wish
the had never come out. and then II
wouldn't seem so slow and pOky now.
The majors wife is a gem, but that
baby takes up all her time, and the cold
weather is sure to keep her shut up.
l shall have to scare up something for
a sensation. Arnold is hard hit with
Peachie Ware, and DTUmmOnd has lost
his heart to the other one, so all the
life of this dried up. doubled up, frozen
up, old garrison must emanate from
yours truly"
Jack brushed a little dust from his
fatigue jacket. looked once more at
his handsome face in the small mirror
over his home made bureau and sat
down to write a letter home.
He had not penned a line when Lieu
tenant Arnold entered.
Hello" was Jacks greeting, as he
spr9ng up to offer chair. sit down. -
NO, | have not time. | have just been
in to see the baby and Mrs Randall
wished me to tell you that her boxes
would go down early in the morning.;
the major viii send them by express.
as they are anxious to have the one
for Boston reach there before Feb H."
why the 14th?" asked Jack. "Oh.
see. St Valentines day, and l remem-
Der it is also the birthday of Miss
Peachie Ware"
Arnold frowned. This familiar pet
name had been given the young lazy
by Jack, from the girls clear pink and
white complexion. The officers had
gradually taken it up and when speak
ing of her invariably called her by
Jacks pet name. all save Arnold. When
a man is in love with a woman he re-
sents any familiarity whatever in other
men.
Miss Ware" said the lieutenant.
with a decided emphasis on the Miss.
lis to be surprised. She has no IDEA
of a gift from the garrison and we
are all invited to send her either let
ter Of thanks for some tri1ing mementO
of her visit here as a valentine
Good" said Jack. that is just like
Mrs. Randall. she thinks of every one,
what shall | Send?'
Choose for yourself
"Well," said the imperturbable Jack,
III send my latest photo and put an
inscription on the back, which viii re
mind her of our desperate ride up the
canyon.
I think good taste would suggest
some pleasant reminder" said Arnold,
with dignity.
An right; send your picture then.
with this quotation from old John
Gay:
So comes a reckoning when The banquets
o er.
The dreadful reckoning, and men smile
TO more.
I have executed my commission, -"
said Arnold stiffiy, OF course any man
is at liberty to hold opinions of his
own: and if you choose to pay personal
as a lion. I wish he could get the girl
if ne wants her, and 1 know he does,
but some of his high toned nonsense
will keep him from asking her; he said
the other day. that a man must have
unlimited nerve to ask a petted and
accomplished woman to come out here
to live but somehow they come: and
this garrison would be a hole indeed,
without Lady Randall and those
youngsters"
Jack unused awhile and then remem-
h.
before inspection several things must
be attended TO. he wrote rapidly:
Dearest:
The old fort is gloomy enough since
dear Miss Ware left us. Arnold has
lost his heart t. her and is too proud
to say so, but if l know the lady. she
would 90 to Kamschatka for the sake
Of the man she loves: and Arnold is d
man worth going long way for. a
little high and mighty as you know. but
solid and true; hello, they are calling