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and reared in the RiAers. Two years
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outside the garrison that was the tenn
porary home of her fathers company.
An open-air, joyous, healthful life it
was, admirable for nerves, arteries and
digestion, yet destructive to complex
ion, for at IS Floy Tremaine was as
brown as Navajo, when they took
her to st. Anne's to school, where she
was promptly dubbed "the Squaw."
The first six months there, despite the
fact that her mother was near at
hand, tool, a good deal of heart out Of
Florence and some of the prairie tan
from her face. Her big, soft brown eyes
grew even more eloquent and pathetic,
and her pretty mouth gained some visit
ful lines about its sensitive corners.
She did not take to city girls, nor did
they to her, until her father came in
on leave, and, noting the change in
his precious child. took counsel with
an old Manhattan friend, ordered a
swell riding costume forthwith, and
bade her join the class al Dickel's acad-
emy-not that she needed teaching to
ride, but the exercise and open air to
be had in the daily demure canter in
the park. One or two of the girls were
quite dashing horscwomen. and excited
the envy and admiration Of their class
mates by the ease with which they took
the conventional lsaps at the hnrdles
and bar: End when one of them,
flushed with triumph, after receiving
the compliments of the master. reined
up beside our silent Florence, on a
rainy afternoon when their ride had to
be had within doors, and rather patron
izingly queried: 'Ah. don't you do
something of this sort out on the plains,
Miss Tremaine?" Florence Redeemed a
bit and said, THE children do some
times" which led TO prompt inquiry as
to her meaning. and the explanation
that the cavalry horses and even the
Indian ponies would take such obstacles
in their stride and hardly rise to the
leap at all. Asked TO illustrate, she
put her bay at the hurdles, clearing
them like bird; then, turning to Miss
De Ruyter, she said: You noticed
even this horse hardly had 10 spring.
Now il Mr. Dickel will let me have the
bar foot higher can show you where
he has to exert himself bit:" and she
did, and no other one of the girls dared
attempt il. Then she asked to have
her saddle removed and rode her horse
over the hurdles bareback, and when
he was going at an easy canter about
the ring amazed the class by leaping
lightly off and on again. her slim,
strong young hands grasping the name,
yet never dragging upon the rein. This
made her envied. but hardly enviable,
for the erstwhile champions of the
school gave il out that she had been
child wonder" in some far-western
circus. 1t wasn't until Flo's second
year at ST. Anpe's that she began 10
fnd either friends or appreciation there
When she left at the close of that Sec
ond year. there was one set at least
among whose members she was we'll
nigh worsh:ped. She had not finished
the course. She needed al least one
more year. said the teachers, but it
couldn't be. Tremaine had listened 10
the 'empter. invested his scant savings
in Colorado mine that for one year
gave dividends galore, and then-gave
out. There could be no separate es-
tablishment maintained on the pay of
a captain of infantry, who was keeping
up heavy life insurance. Florence and
her mother were recalled TO the Riaers.
and. TO still further promote the econ
omy dema 3ded by their misfortune,
Capt. Tremaine begged 10 be allowed
TO 20 to the cantonment on the Cata-
mount, relieving with his company
like force that had been there in exile
over year. People at regimental head
quarters thought it absolutely heart
less in him 10 take Mrs. Tremaine and
dear Florence 10 such desert, so near
the Navajos to the north, and so eX-
posed to danger from predatory bands
of Apaches from across the Arizona line.
But neither Mrs. Tremaine nor Florence
shared their views. Floy was to have
her books, her birds. her horse; her
mother could direct her reading. and,
as for companionship, there was Mrs.
Lee. the wife OF their first lieutenant;
she was barely %, and charming young
matron; and Jimmy Crofton, their
junior sub, was engaged and would
soon bring his bride out to join. She
didn't doubt that they would have a
perfectly lovely time. hunting, fishing,
exploring in the mountains, and rid
ing races down the Catamount. Flor
ence's face would glow with entkHsi-
asm; il would become transfgured,
Of the ladies-so proud did she seem
to feel at sharing her fathers lot. So,
though few agreed that Florence was
a beauty, all decreed that she was
trump. fond and dutiful daughter,
sweet, sunny-natured child. who would
make lovely woman and wife one Of
these days. "Only," said Mrs. IIayne,
with a world Of tenderness in her tone
-"only I hope it may be the right man.
Girls with those big brown eyes love so
deeply"
The cantonment turned out to be
something of an Eden as an army post.
Four companies had once been sta
toned there, so there was lots of room,
but after the last lot of Apache ma
rauders had been translated to the
shores of the Atlantic, matters aborig
inal quieted down in Arizona and west
ern New Mexico. The cavalry were
needed elsewhere, and could not easily
be supplied at so isolated post; so the
two troops were marched back to the
valley of the Bravo, and then, soon after
Tremaine moved thither it was decided
to recall one of the two infantry COM
mands maintained there; that sent
Capt. Thompson back to headquarters,
and left only the Tremaines, the Lees
and DR.. Wells, for Jimmy Crofton's
fiancee's father had got him away on
detached service; and this was the
commissioned society left at Catamount
when Randy Merriam, borne in litter,
delirious and wearing the willow for
Fanny McLane, was brought in to be
nursed and coddled back to health
again, and Tremaine made ready for
him big, airy room under his own