Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1901-08-21
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CHAPTER VI.-C,oNTirrrNr,ru.nn !

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CHAPTER N. Cos1p1xurp. '@e5: 81
Over at the Palace, where SO manyI|
o. The general officers and their stats
We're quartered, he had dozens Of
friends ie sl- Hero at this favorite old
resort Of the regular service he stood
alone, and to his proud and sensitive
spirit 1T seemed as though there were
! Q barrier between him and these pro-
tessional soldiers. s::E5s ,.,S z;
There was the whole secret Of his
trouble. Absurd and trivial as It NAV
seem, Stuyvesant shrank from the
enterprise, even at the very threshold
-shrank even from sending his card
and asking for Lieut.. Ray, for no
other or better reason than that ha
did not know how volunteer womb
be welcomed. ; ~ j ~. ---"., :,
And SO Tor nearly. half an hour he
hoyercd irreso lute about the once,
unconscious of many chances Of in
terest and admiration from the keen
eyes OF the officers gathered in laugh
ing groups about the marble floor.
Not one of their number was his
superior in form and feature, and his
uniform was the handiwork OF, Goth
ANS best military tailor, They saw
that the instant he threw off his cape.
One of their number whispered that
1t was Mr:, Stuyyesant, Gen. zVinton's
aide, Tor everybody Knew sVinton, and
more than one would have been glad
10 take the aide-de-camp by, the hand
and bid him welcome to their coterie,
out for that same odd shyness that,
once away from camp or garrison
and in the atmosphere of metropol-
titan life, seems to clog and hamper
the kindlier impulses of the soldier.
Presently, as Stuyvesant stood at
the desk looking over the register,
he heard himself accosted by name,
and turning quickly, hopefully, found
to his disappointment only. a stocky
little man in civilian dress. Yet the
face was familiar, and the trouble
IN the honest brown eyes looking up
to him, as though for help and sym
pathy, went right to his heart. Even
before the man could give his name
or tell his need, Stuyvesant knew him
and held out a cordial hand:
why, you're our brakeman! I'm
glad to- see -you- What's wrong?:,
1--WE lost me job, SIR" was the an
swer, with little choke. '"sTheylet
me out two days ago-for sayin' their
rotten o1d7 car caught fire from the
boxes, reckon"
You don't tell metz exclaimed
Stuyvesant ain honest indignation.
Now, how can I help you? What
shall we do?''
Take me to Manila, sir. I don't
need this place. There's no one de-
pendent on mel can't soldier. They
won't list fellow with only two
tngers," hei heldshp<a manned hand.
Lost the others in freight. smash
up six years ago. But there's rail-
way out there that'n be ours in few
months. Then you'll want Yankee
train-hands. Can you do that much
for me. lieutenant? %
"Come to me at the Palace at eight
o'clock in the morning.. answered
Stuyvesant. I'll have had a chance
to talk to my general by that time.
Meanwhile" with blush he be-
gan drawing forth his purse. -
The brakeman. smiled. ike, got
money enough, sir.|a;They paid me off
and had some put by. Thank you. all
the same, Mr.. Stuyvesant-Oh, yes,
sir, I'm ready" he broke off sudden
ly in addressing some other person,
and Stuyvesant, turning quickly to
see, was confronted by Lieut.. Ray.
3 "Oh, how-de-do? Going to he here
long?" promptly queried that, young
gentleman. Haven't seen you since
the night at the Preside. 'Scuse me,
will you, I've got to take-er-my sis
ter wants tc see the brakeman, you
know. With you the night of the
fire." And With that Mr.. Ray hoped
briskly away; to the elevator, the ex-
trainman following, leaving stuy-
vesant standing obviously at the coun-
ter. II ! 4. ! - =
!, Even a brakeman could go to her
and hear her pleasant words and re-
ceive that beaming smile and perhaps
a clasp Of that cody slender little
hand while he who so longed for. 1T it
air stood without the. pale - go
Then an impulse, that Had been
squirting him for half an hour over
mastered him. The parlors were pub
lie! At least he could go:anastakes,
q peep at her. ~. = - = ~s :.
He. started for the elevator, then
changed: his plan, turned, and, with
his, cape still thrown over his arm,
assembled the stairs" The clerk at
the office desk. glanced curiously at
him, but the uniform was sufficient.
ina moment he found himself in the:
broad corridor and almost in front
Of the doorway to the parlor. Half
dozen groups, women and oMeers
were scattered: about in merry con-
versatioa, brit Stuyvesant's eyes. were
rivetedf inst on q little party
close by the elevator shaft. There,
hat in handjg bowling and blushing,
stoodsxhe Nal eman. There, with q
bright, geniA smile on her serene
Ard happy facet stood matronly
woman Who, despite her soft blue
Ewes and. fair hair and seomplexion,
was patent f. oncesas the mother
81 the lovely, dark-eyed girl and the.
trims yuung '.stt,,ll,taaier syhq formed the
other members If the group.
/ Three or four dfff6icetrts, some a5s Of them
past the eeirtfdian others young sub
alterns, stood 100 IL III 81 il evident
interest, aid StufyjIvaesdht halted. spell
bound, not knowing just what to do.
ts Itswns-overiin-n monent. The rail-I
wayman, confused but happy had evi-.