Omaha daily bee., 1901-02-03

Henry that Mr.. Lane was looking out for?
Has there been any accounting? DO you
know whether Mr.. Malloy has anything to
do with it now? Some things have been
dropped about him-his influence over the
Judge, his recently acquired influence over
the Lanes, and I'm at loss how to advise
you. But, Norman, II possible-come.
Couldn't you write or Captain Enyart?
Even though General Buell. is gone, he still
has influence and-he is so fond of you.
He's-I think-on duty in Nashville Try!
Gomez"
Come, What would he not give? But
how could he ask such favor when Sher-
dams division was at the moment under
orders for a move and his colonel was stirr-
ing the very earth to get ordered back to
the brigade? Come and save her from that
marriage-that sacrifice! Even though he
had written, he would never seek to see
her again, he would unsay the word on the
instant and hasten to her, were 1t possible
to go. The railway beyond Nashville was
again ripped up by Morgan's light hearted
and hard hitting horsemen. This letter
had been ten days coming, probably sent
arc und by boat from Louisville and up the
Cumberland from Nashville. 1t might take
| another ten days to reach her, another ten
to return, and what might not happen in
| those twenty days? Indeed, were he there
would she see him? Thank God for one
| thing! His father and brother were proba-
| bly, long since shown the light as to his
part in the Belleview raid! Now II only
| Wing could be exchanged and brought back
to his own, II only Connolly could be
| found, the last vestige of reproach could be
swept from his record
The colonel had gone over to the tents
at the generals headquarters. Norman, In
his own canvas abode, was reading again
Kates warm hearted lines, when there
came without sputter of horses hoofs
| and the sound OF an Irish voice he would
know the world over. 1t was Gaftney
shouting for an "orrdherlee" and inquirlng
for the adjutant at the same moment One
| glance showed that the valiant Celt was
| in a fumo Of excitement.
"Will ye lukkud dths, Norman" quoth
he, stridng into the tent, his boots thick
with mud, his breath with poteen. ovid
! Pride an Sill-God bless his sowl, an
Shurd'n an McCook--ivery wan av 'em
backin me for meejor. they make that
omadhoun Foley over the head OF me! It's
all along o. Malloy-thim two Maloys-
an me the saynior captain. win ye come
wild me now?'
Come where" asked Norman.
ITO the giner'l-to headquarters-till
strip the skin off HIM"
THE general's|'
The gineral's? MOI" interrupted Gaff-
ney, "but Maloys. Ye didn't know it.?
He's there! He's back! The regiments
in, an he's wild it. VIII ye come now?'
The question was answered for him An
orderly, one Of his own Kentuckians, was
at the entrance, with the colonel's COM
pliments and a summons to headquarters.
| pair gtrOdp to-
gether Gaffney, grzzled. red-faced, broad
| and bulky; Holt dark haired dark eyed,
| clean cut, tall and slender, There was the
usual throng OF officers, orderlies and horses
| about the group of headquarters tents, and
| at the entrance TO the commanding gem
erals stood Sheridan, buttoned up to the
| throat in his hot, double breasted coat,
though It was a steaming hot day, his short
legs thrust thigh deep into muddy riding
boots, his black eyes swapping with i'm
patience.
you're wanted, Holt" said he, in his
| quick, bluff way. 81 hope you'll go-Hullo,
| captain, what's the NATTER"
He had caught sight of Gaffnoy, as that
irate officer drew back on seeing the division
commander, but thus challenged came i'm
pulsvey forward,
"Mather enough, Rineral! They've robbed
me, as they did you, and given me leaves
| to Foley him that doesn't know-but I'll
not say wurrd against Foley-only twas
me-not him-the gin'rl recommended
| Twas them two Malloys an wan OF EN-
| Is here now"
! wait here--I want 10 see you when you
come out" broke in the little general I'M
petuously then whirled about and made
his way through a tcntful Of clerks, aids
and orderlies to an inner ofice where sa'
the commander OF the army, looking