The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1901-04-28
A DEBT WELL PAID.
You are very hard?"
Il am only just.

| fully up into the mans determined face
See here. Mabel, Il is no use going
over all this again; the fellow must 60"
| OF course, he must go, dear. l quite
agree TO that; but don't send him OF
4 without character"
Captain Chetwyn's cane cut savagely
| at the grass border of the garden path
| down which he and his young wife were
walking. For a moment he did not
speak: then he said. resentfully:
Lou take no account OF my annoy
ance, although you know how particular
| L am about the mare, never lending her
10 anyone; and then for this fellow 70
have the inpertinence TO lend her TO some
| acquaintance of his own"
Il do think Of your annoyance, dear
| Walter, and am very sorry Tor il. It is
! true the man who had the mare was
| one Of Lord Stretfords grooms, who IN
! derstands the best horses
"One of Stretford's grooms, was it," a
little doubtfully. I did not know hiatt. -
! Yes. 1 heard Martin tell you so"
There is no excuse who the man was, -
| he said. Martin goes today. I have
paid him his money, and, as I told him.
never wish TO set eyes on him again.
After six months Of happy married life
! Mabel ChetWyn was not going to be
/ frightened by this, the first difference
| with her husband, so she slipped her
| hand conhdingly through his arm. as
| blessed themselves should do what they
| could To make life easy for others. At
! length her arguments prevailed The
| anger died out Of his face, but, although
ne smiled at her, it was somewhat
| grudgingly that he agreed TO the com
| promise she suggested, namely. that she
should give Martin written reference in
her husbands name.
| Not a hundred yards away from the
! little path in which the young couple
were walking a man stood, completely
| hidden from them by the surrounding
| shrubs. This was George Martin, the
! subject of their talk, every word of which
| he had overheard.
God bless her. he muttered unoer his
breath, and curse the captain"
-ut the feeling of gratitude and good
| viii prevailed, and when, an hour later,
| he went out of his young mistress pres
| ence with her words Of encourag cement
| ringing in his ears, his heart was hlled
/ with the burning resolve TO do something
/ TO win her approval.
{ A few more months of bissful happi-
| ness, then a great change came. Almost
! before she had realized what was happen
/ ing Mabel Chetwyn found herself alone
/ in her pretty home, ana ner husband out
/ in South Africa fighting for his queen
1 and country.
! Walter Chetwyn was every inch a sol
/ der Among ali the officers who had
| led out their brave little companies, none
! was more eager for the fray than he or
more full of energy and resource. In
many fierce conflict he took his part,
and saw the bravest and the best fall on
! every side. while he himself passed
| scathless through the deadliest periis.
! But at length a day came when rallying
his men for a last desperate attack
against fearful odds, a bursting shell
caught him, and he fell from his horse
with what he bel-eved was his death
wound. The battlefield and its horrors
| seemed TO fade, and the sweet face OF his
young wife rose clear and distinct before
| him as he sank into Inconsistencies. a
| few hours later, when the day was clos
ing in, Walter ChetwyI came to himself.
He raised himself upon his arm, and
looked about him, keenly alive to the
peril of his situation. 1t was CHASTITY
sight that met his eyes. Round him on
the damp grass lay many rigid forms
that one glance showed 10 be dead.
Rider and horse, friend, foe-in one red
burial blent." In that corner Of the bat
tlefeld he was the only one alive. There
was something so solitary in the thought
that il was terrible, and he, too, lOnged
to die. Then came the fear that he
might be taken prisoner, and anything
would be preferable to that. He did not
| know the locality he was in, for they had
] been pushing on and on for many hours
before he fell. II only he were able to
move that he might try 10 return TO his
living comrades. But to move unaided
was impossible, for his right leg seemed
shattered. Suddenly he became aware
that men were approaching in the dis
lance; he could see twenty or thirty fig
ures in the familiar khaki. They were
coming straight to where he lay, and
a feeling Of intense thankfulness came
over him, and he praised God for the help
that was at hand.
They were not of his regiment. but
they were friends and brothers. As they
came near he saw that they were led by
q young subaltern he knew, who had ev-
identity just taken his dead captains
place. He was mere boy, and the hor-
rors he had been passing through were
some excuse for the look OF utter panic
that was on his white face. His one OBJ
ject now was to get his men back to safe
quarters with all possible speed. 50 that
he saw nothing of the arm stretched out
in a frantic effort to claim attention, nor
heard the agonized cry:
For heavens sake, take me with you"
They were passing by, and unseen, un-
heard. he was 20 be left TO his cruel fate.
Walter Chetwyn sank back fainting with
pain and disappointment. At the last mo-
ment one of the men in the rear Of the
little party turned, dropped out Of his
place. and, coming back TO the pros
knees beside him.
Captain. Captain Chetwyn," he said
Rouse yourself and let me try TO help
YOU"
Walter Chetwyn raised his head and
looked at the man IN bewilderment.
Where had he seen him before2 For a
moment each looked into the other eyes
without speaking; then the private said.
Don't try TO recall our last meet
ing captain. il was not a pleasant one"
Then Walter Chetv-yn knew that his
last words TO this man had been that he
never wished 10 set eyes on him again
And you wish to save ne2" was all he
said
God. helping me. I WILL" the other re-
Piled Now. let me lift you but even
as he spoke a spssm passed over his face.
CAPTAIN Chetwyn looked at him atteu-
lively for an instant, then. placing his
hand upon his shoulder. pressed him
gently back.
mo. nv brave fellow" he said. 'you
are not TT for the task Leave me ana
save Yourself while there IS time
Il will save you. captain. the other
said almost roughly; don't Try 10 stop
me" and as he spoke he htted him FROM
the ground. and Walter CnetETn. weak
and faint with pain, offered no further
slIrgeon O'Rourke. the genial little Irish
doctor of Walter Chetwyns regiment.
was standing outside the ambulance /
wagon with some Of his assistants WHEN
he caught sight OF two figures coming TO-
ward them. one. who was hail carrying
the other. was strangely bent
ITS = case a tbs blind leading TIE
blind I'm thinking" be said
Then be hurried forward. and, as he
looked closer at the r1en. his face grew
grave
The officer was taken ~ some ~ the
corps and the doctor himself helped q