Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1901-05-30

wife, if she hadn't blue eyes like the littl,
girl down south"
He lighted his pipe with faraway lool
in his eyes.
eyes, I'll go down T. tn home next week
they'll take good care Of the old man whit
he rusts out Well, there'll be lots t tall
about at nights, with tn whole four veal
o tn war to thresh out Maybe I'll FIND
somebody that's been south since | hay,
an can tell me il Lottie was happy with
that tall Johnny reb she thought it hel
duty to wait for. Well, | was promised to
Marthy, too, SO guess my duty was a,
plain as hers"
He glanced over at little group stand
ing in lot not far away.
"Tom leltzer's folks, guess" he said
"Tom told me t wait an they'd give me a
lift home Shown their company round
tn cemetery little, ! guess. Well, | amt
in much Of a hurry, seem its tn last time
III ever see Tom an Dicks graves. Three
brothers that went south t fight, an me
tn only one t come home out Of coffin"
The sweet May wind brought him the
scent of uncounted flowers and the faint
echo Of Marching Through Georgia,
played by homeward bound band
Il always love that tune the old man
sighed 1T was Georgia where | met Lot
tie. How them blue eyes flashed tn first
time they lit on a tall Yank. They was float.
ing in tears the last time ! saw EN-. We'll,
Marthy was a coed wife, an she never knew
| carried a pair of blue eyes home in my
heart, along with TIE bullet in my shoul.
der"
Voices drew ncar. \ stout, rcdfaced
woman, two girls ald . swCc fc sea elderly
woman in black were apprtae iag.
Il didn't know you lad any acluaint
ances here Mis- White the red-iaced wom
an was saying as taey came. Somebody
We knew long time ago, eA? Well, we
amt any Of us growing yodnges. That's tn
monument yonder. tn Ladies aaSilary
made gallons O oyster soap an tons o cake
t help pay for it,
"An' it's a mighty handsome one, too,
replied soft, dreamy voice We'll, we've
got 80 loyal down ouaq way now taat maybe
we'll be buildin' monuments, toe. My son
wore tn blue in the wan with Spain, an
nobody was proudah tam me, Ills father'd
a been just as proud, il he'd lived t see it.
A good many soldiers buried here, amt
they? Is--is thaih anybody by the name
Of Shrinerl'
1.-TWO Of EN-, right over yonser Now,
look at En- an Gerts goin' way over t the
other end o tn ceme.cry-an their pa goin'
t drive the bosses right up here En-
Gertiel 0h-h, Eml" She started slowly
down the path, calling shrilly as shc went
The swcetfaced woman wandered on a
little, with dropping head,
1.-TWO Shriners buried heah,' she said,
Zone Of them must be him. To think I'm
come so fab to fnd--his grave" She paused
and looked about her. Right OVAL yon-
dab, Mis- Better said, III have time t
look fer it, befoah she comes back
A tall figure in grand army uniform
stood at the entrance TO the lot nearest.
II beg youah pahdon,' sae said, but is
thaih anybody by Ia name Of Shriner--
Lewis Shriner-huried hcah"
The old man started mot tfat know
of, ma'am. I'm well an hearty Tor a dead
man; my wiie's here, but ll.ottie.'
Lewis Oh, Lewis have found you,
at last
AT last, I.ottie; battered old hulk
on his way to the home, and
"0n your way to tn home. my home,
that's waitin for youah, Lewiston us
both"
North and south once more clasped
hands, ElIsA ARMSTRONG.