Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1901-08-03

Then he had spent a few minutes
with the other patients.
When he returned to the sleeper,
there at last was the object of so
many of his thoughts. But she was
reclining YEARLY, her head upon a
pillow, and the austere maid and two
other women stood guard over her.
"a severe headache was the ex-
PLANTATION, and Stuyvesant felt that
he must defer his intrusion until
later.
Somewhere down the westward
slope of the Sierras he found at
station some delicious cherries.
little basket of the choicest
bold to send with his cy-pnments
and the hope that her indisposition
would soon disappear. The porter
came back with the lady's thanks.
The cherries were lovely" but
Stuyvesant observed that not more
than one or two found their way to
those pearly teeth, the rest being de-
voured by her too devoted attend
ants.
It was after nine at night when he
marshaled his motley party into the
dining-room at Sacramento and they
were made glad by substantial, we'll
cooked food, with abundant hot cof-
fee. They thanked him gratefully,
did many of the young fellows, and
hoped they might meet more such
officers. An elderly passenger who
had quietly noted the outlay of
money to which Mr.. Stuyvesant had
been subjected strolled up to the
manager. ''That young gentleman
has had to pay too much to-day. Just
receipt the bill, if you please" said
he, and drew forth a roll of treasury
notes. Stuyvesant went in search of
this new benefactor when he heard
of it. ''There was really no neces-
sity, sir" said he, though fully ap-
preciate your kindness. The COM
any such outlay"
eff they will reimburse you, my
young FRIEND" said the veteran trav-
eler, dryly, they'll reimburse me. At
all events, [ know them better than
you do, and 1 don't intend to let you
bear all the risk The lieutenant
argued, but the elder was firm. AS
the men shuffied back to the train
with full stomachs and frightened
faces, Murray hull1ing by them with
averted eyes, and Mellen rendering a
grinning salute, the manager came
forward "There's one man shy, sir,
even counting the dinners sent
aboard" said he, and Hunt, hearing
it, turned back and explained.
ct is Foster, sir. He said he wasn't
hungry and couldn't eat. I reckon it s
because he wouldn't turn out in such
looking clothes as were given him."
Yet when Stuyvesant went to the
car to see whether the young soldier
could not be induced to change his
mind, it was discovered that he had
turned out. His berth was empty.
Nor did he appear until just as the
train was starting. He explained that
he had stepped off on the outer side
away from the crowd for a little
fresh air. There was plenty of bread
and cheese left from luncheon. He
didn't care for anything, really. And,
indeed, he seemed most anxious to
get back to his berth and away from
the lieutenant. in whose presence he
was obviously and painfully i'll at
ease.
Stuyyesant turned away, feeling
trife annoyed or hurt, he couldn't
tell which, end swung himself to the
platform of the sleeper as it came
gliding by. At last he could hope to
find opportunity to thank Miss Ray
for her attention to the injured man
and incidentally her ministra tons on
his own account. Then, once arrived
at San Francisco, where he had
friends of rank and position in the
army, he would surely meet some one
who knew her father well and posi-
bly, herself, some one to present him
in due form, but for the present he
could only hope to say a conventional
word or two of gratitude, and he was
striving to frame his thoughts as he
FASTENED into the brightly lighted
car and towards the section where
last he had seen her.
1t was occupied by a newcomer,
total stranger, and the three women
recently sharing her section and
more than sharing her cherries were
now in animated chat across the