Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1900-06-09

his heart the boy was ashamed OF him
self. He never heard Armstrong mem
toned that he did not vince. lie knew
and she knew that, coming suddenly
upon them as Armstrong had that
tropic night on the Queen, he must have
heard her words, must >d have ,d rsal en1
sode to tell her that Armstrong held
her in contempt; and yet, when they
CHANGED to meet, she could smile On
into his eyes as beamingly, as guileless-
~, as though no shadow of sin had
ever darkened her winsome face. But
not So Gray. He moaned in secret over
the loss of strong mans confidence
and esteem. He longed to find way
to win 1t back. He had even thought to
go to the colonel with his trouble, make
clean breast of it, tell him the truth
that he had fallen deeply, as it was pos.
sible for him to fall, in love with Amy
Lawrence; had hoped his love was re.
turned: had found it was not--that
she had only frank, friendly, kindly
interest in him; and that, wounded
and stung, he had fretted himself into
fever at Honolulu, aided by Canker's
aspersions, and then-well-any mau
IL liable, said Billy to. himself, to get
smitten with a woman who tenderly
and skillfuIly nurses him day after
day; and that's just what Witchie Gar.
rison did. But somehow the opportun.
ity to tell him never seemed to come;
and now, now that Armstrong and him.
self were thus thrown together With
the prospect of being in the same room
day and night for the best of the month,
a third officer, a stranger, lay there, too,
and in his presence or hearing any con
fdences would be impossible, even l.
Armstrong encouraged them, which
he probably would not. In this eMbar.
rassment Billy's wish was thatth colo
mel were fifty miles away. 1t was fate
and hard one, thought he, that
brought him there-an ever-present re.
proach. 1t was luck of the worst kline
that they should be confronted under
such circumstances, since neither could
retreat. He submitted in anxious
silence to the keen, quick examination |
OF the skillful surgeon in charge and
to the redressing of his wound. lie
could have been proud and happy but |
Tor that shadow on his life, of which |
Armstrong; presence would SO con.
stantly remind him. He could not even
think how his dear old dragoon daddy
would rejoice in the congratulations
that would surely greet him when the
story of the brave dash of the -teenth,
Billy among the foremost, should
reach the states. He could not even
dream how it might affect her--Amy
Lawrence. He was beginning to be
ashamed now in this presence to think
how that other-how Margaret Gar.
rison might be impressed, forgetting
that, to the army girl who has lived
long years on the frontier, tales OF
heroism are the rule, not the execution.
He wondered how long it could lie be.
fore she would come to him to bring
him comfort. Surely by this time she
knew that he had been seriously, pain.
fully wounded. He did not know, how.
ever, that at the very first sound OF
battle Frost had bundled the sisters
aboard his launch and steamed sway
to the transports. Yet, what CON fort
could her visit bring to him with That
stern censor lying there, seeing and
hearing all? Billy Gray that Monday
night could almost have wished that
Armstrong; slumber might be eternal,
q ever dreaming that before a second