The Meeker herald. [volume] (Meeker, Colo.) 1885-current, 1901-08-24

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tsy1IHAr = pity Jack i. not n
tSvVs heroi" sighed Mary. laying

ssV1IHAr 4. pity Jack is not n
i$vva heroi" sighed Mary. laying
down paper consisting list Of the
latest. recipients Of the v. c. dad is
20 awfully gone on soldiers just now.
Hhe glanced toward dainty writing
table, where the photograph of u
handsome .curly.headed young bur-
riater occupied .. prominent place.
Power was expressed in every one of
those clenr.cut featnfes-the power to
cleave way through the world.
But Col. Warwick could think of
nothing hut soldiers, and his daugh-
TER, Mary, clandextinely carried on
her love affairs. saa connected all
sorts of impossible plsas TO Transform
her civilian lover ,iAt0 something like
q man for the colonel. She even went
TO the length Of inquiring'at the war
oiiice. II lawyers, AZ we'll IN doctors
and clergymen, were not attached to
the headquarters staff Of the army in
South Africa, and. being disappont-
ed In that, religiously set to work to
inculcate some martial ardor In her
lover by requesting him to take her
TO all the military functions in town.
Yet the unconscious Jack would not
be q hero. a.
why don't you help me, Beat 2"
she cried. plaintively appealing to her
cousin, who. gracefully reclining on .
velvet ottoman, was devouring the
contents Of the latest novel from
Nudes. Your affair is all settled.
and you've NO troubles in the world.
Do put that wretched book away and
help me think Of Jack!"
Mary. you're nuisance!" ex-
claimed the calm-minded young lady.
shutting her book with slam. "And
so is Jack! Why don't you think Of
something else for few days? II I
worried half 30 much about Geoffrey.
] should pine myself into q conva-
lescsnt home!" .f7
"Yes; but you don't have to. You're
engaged: and. besides. your dad isn't
mad on soldiers" 80
Miss Beatrice burst out laughing.
and her charming cousin aKsumed .
dignffied pout. my dear girl" she
said, patronixingly. and ignoring the
pout. "uncie's only . silly old man,
and he doean,t mean one-half be
says!". ,.., .Nf
Mary was about to ,espouse his
cause, and even sacrifice her Jack in
his defense. when her cousin stopped
her. ,a.... p..5... ...ri
"But as for being . hero. why. Jack
can be that a. we'll d anyone II he
likcs-snd he shall be, for all your un-
worthiness." ..l
"a herol How. Beat-how7~
"Never mind. You say he's coming
70 stay over Sundny7'' rs
Eyes. worried dad into asking
him. and hs. consehsed-just to keep
me quiet" *. ,ss...q XII. WI
sneatyts. sxvst-s sym,aipi'st h-tsss stsh. :
~NeIl. then, next Saturday will put
him 10 the test and unless he proves
himnelf hero and rnan' under such
desperate circumstances shall be
sadly disappointed. Now, stop wor.
ryink, and go ind read the war news
10 uncle. : Hes dying for It, i know"
And, before Mary had time to stop
her and demand an explanation she
had flown from the room.
Jack Winchaeld put in an appear
ance On the following Saturday. and.
with = little coaching from the two
girls, made quite good impression at
dinner, when he discussed militsry
tactics with keen interest, if not cor
rectness. ts p tatl
At half past II. after game Of bill
liardst and "a one-sided argument on
the subject of cavalry remopnts, the
two men retired. and an hour lister
the house WINS dark and silent.
. "Mary, are you awake?"
"Rsthet!" came in . sleepy voice.
81 thought yo,, were never coming"
"Uncle's been reading. and only
turned his light ont few minutes
ago, but hes snoring now"
The two girls ahivered simultan-
eously, and in sympathy. Midnight
enterprises are won't to try the
strongest nerves. Mary turned on the
gas.
..Why, Beat" she exclaimed. "you
look Just like man! Where did you
get those old clothes? And. oh! your
face Is 20 dirty and smudgy!"
pG1tIACc AhuHucuB IN ekssS ~ nv
nerves, b
shall dot" she asked.
"Do?'t You're simply horrihlsi"
.'Good-by. then. Listen for me COM
lng back: and II you hear me running
open the door and let me in"
In obedience to which. command
Mary, a. soon - her cousin had left
the room. locked the door. threw her
self upon the bed and laughed and
cried Internationally until she fell
asleep from, sheer exhaustion.
The amateur burglar Ringerly
picked her way downstairs. and silent
~ turned the key Of the library door.
Feeling her way toward = comfortable
couch. she threw herself upon it and
waited. listening TO the beating of her
own heart and to the awful silence
that pervaded the house. 1mnginatios
IN wild and MIA we'd her awful prAnka.