Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1901-09-11
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Nopyr'eh.>d. 1900. BY the J. 3. Lppineott Col

tSopsr'eh'>d. 1900. BY the J. B. Iippineott Col
CHAPTER Ix.-CoNr1suEp. ~
We'll, now, Miss Ray, don't you
thi ii1k II was most discourteous, most
ungentlemanIy, in him to send such
2 message 2" demanded flushed and
lndlgnant young woman, one of the
most energetic of the sisterhood, as
tney stood together on, the prom
enade deck in the shade of the canvas
awnings, stunning the glare Of the
August sun. =
Are you sure such message was
sent?'' was the serious reply. ~.
Sure? Why, certainly he did! and
by his own servant too" was the
wrathful answer. 'sDidn't he. Miss
Porter?" g ~ ~ -
And Miss Porter, the1sdamsel an.
pealed to, and one of the two nurses
who sent in their message from the
once, promptly assented.9 Miss Ray
looked unconyinced. "a !
Servants, you know, sometimes de-
liver messages that were never SENT
she answered, with quiet decision.
we have seen quite little of that
IN the army, and it is my fathers
rule to get all the facts before. pass
ing Judgment. My brother thought
Mr. Stuyvesant's attendant garrulous
and meddlesome." =. = =.
But I asked him if he was sure
that was what Mr.. Stuyvesant said,''
persisted Miss Porter, bridling, land
ne answered they were just the very
words" ;"
And still I doubt his having sent
them as message" said Miss Ray,
with slight access of color, and that
evening she walked the: deck long
with happy subaltern and added to
her Funpopularity.~
There were several well-informed
and unpleasant women, maids and
matrons both, in the little sisterhood,
but somehow "the boys" did not show
such avidity to walk or chat with
them as they did with Miss Ray. She
sorely wanted talk with Sandy that
evening, but the Belgic had come in
from Frisco only six hours before
they sailed and huge bags of letters
and papers were transferred from
her to the Sacramento. ~~,
There were letters for Maidie and
Sandy both-several-bu there was
one bulky missive for him that she
knew to be from her father, from
far-away Tampa, and the boy had
come down late to dinner. They had
seats at the table of the commanding
officer, thing Maidie had really
tried to avoid, as she felt that it dis
eliminated, somehow, against the
other nurses, who, except Mrs. DR..
Wells, their official head, were dis
tributed about the other tables, but
the. major had long known and loved
her father, and would have it so.
This night, their first out from Homo
lulu, he had ordered wine-glasses on
the long table and champagne served,
and when dinner was well-nigh over
noticed for the first time that Ray
had turned his glass down.
"Why, Sandy" he cried, impulsive-
~, lit is just % years ago this sum-
mer that your father made the ride
of his life through the Indian lines
to save Wayne's command on the
Cheyenne. Now, there are just % of
US here at table, and wanted to pro-
pose his health and promotion.
Won't you join us?'' /.
The boy colored to the roots of his
dark hair. His eyes half filed. He
choked and stammered moment and
then-back went the head with the
old, familiar toss that was so like his
father, and through his set lips San
dy bravely spoke: : = 80! - i =
"Can't, major. Iswore. of to
day." !" -. /
"All right, my boy, that ends it!'
answered the major, heartily, while
Marion, her eyes trimming, barely
touched her lips to the glass, and
longed to be on Sandy's side of the
table that she might steal hand to
him in love and sympathy and sister
ly PRIDE But he avoided even her
when dinner was over, and was busy,
he sent word, with troop papers
down between-decks, and she felt,
somehow, that that letter was at the
bottom of his sudden resolution and
longed to see it, yet could not ask.
At three bells, half-past nine, she
saw him" coming quickly along the
promenade deck, and she stopped her
escort and held out q OBTAINING
hand. 49,. "T
"You'll come and have a little talk
with me, won't you, Sandy?" she
pleaded. @'..I'll wait for you as long
as you like" 4 H.,.3 u: : =. p:.as s1x.>
f. After I've seen stuyvesant awhile, -
!, he answered, hurriedly. HE isn't 50
well. I reckon he must have over
done it, and away he went with his
springy step until he reached the
forward end Of the promenade,
where he tapped at the stateroom
door. The surgeon opened it and adj
! mitted him. s;s=;t ~ s.s4*s. = 49,
His eyes were grave and anxious
when, ten minutes later, he reap
peared., Morris is with him. he said
in low tone, as he looked down into
!. the sweet, serious, upturned face.
He shouldn't have tried it.. He
!. fooled the doctors completely. I'll
1 tell you more presently he added,
noting that Mrs. Wells, with two or
$40 1,o,,1 u,o,,n hoo ~. = ,1,,,.