The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1901-03-28

and they submit at once. She was
crushed, and again that mite of pity
rose up in my breast, for nearly always
we feel trace Of sympathy for those
whom we have vanquished.
Her head dropped there was faint
appeal in her eyes, and her walk showed
WEAKNESS. She seemed to have forgot
ten that her hair was loose down her
back, for she let it hang in long curls
of gold, FURNISHED where the sunshine
fell upon it, dark in the shadow
The yellow of the sun was deepening
into red, a sign that the afternoon was
waning, and was anxious about the
future for which, like good soldier,
l felt it my duty to provide. She must
have seen the care in my face, for she
asked
care you thinking how we shall
reach General Morgan?"
General Morgan or some one else I"
''Is it far to his Campo"
81 cannot say. do not know where
he is. The American camp just now is
of shifting character.
TO keep out of Tarleton's way, I
suppose?"
Either that or to find him.
Then she seemed to repent of her gibe
at our running away from the British.
but General Morgan is brave man,
have heard, " she said.
That warmed my heart
HE is brave man" said, land,
what is more, he is fine soldier and
general"
What pity he is not on the right
sidel'
Let's not quarrel about that again. I"
thought I could afford to be gener-
GUS. My situation was so superior to
hers
After that we walked along in silence
for several minutes The red tint of the
sun deepened; faint shadows appeared
in the blue velvet Of the sky.
II want to ask you one question, "
she said presently.
There is nothing to prevent your
asking it.
But want an answer, direct and
correct. :"
If it does not interfere with the
progress OF the campaign"
II don't think it will do that"
What is it?''
"What is your name?''
laughed. 1t had never occurred to
me before to tell her
1T Is true," said, THAT we have
not had an introduction, though we are
seeing good deal Of each others So
ciety, but it is not too late. My name is
Philip Marcel"
Why, that sounds like French, and
thought you were an American.
Both are true. am an American,
and the name Marcel used to be French.
am Of French descent partly, and
may have British blood, too, though
shall not boast of it. There are many of
us in South Carolina.
But l thought you were northern.
You said you had been serving in the
northern army of the rebels"-
1.-THE patriots. -
well, the patriots then, under Mr..
Washington. -
General Washington
well, General Washington.
Yes, l have been serving in the
northern army of the patriots under
General Washington, but he has sent
me south with General Greene and the
others, mostly southerners themselves,
to redeem this part of the country from
the British raiders But I am South
Carolinian
She relapsed into silence again, and
initiated her example. l had enough of
Importance anyhow to think about
without talking to a girl, an enemy.
but presently l recollected.
Pardon me- said, "but YOU have
forgotten something too"
"What is it?''
You have not told me your name"
That is true, and the introduction
cannot be complete until do''
Certainly not -
My name is Howard.
Howard What HowardP''
Julia Howard. My father is John
Howard, major in Tarleton's
legion was born in Devonshire, Eng
land, and ! am here with my father.
having nobody else to look after me.
N-- SNSH oiAho dS bu6b6 I6D6lllOuS COL
onles are put down and restored in their
allegiance to their lawful sovereign.
George III, king Of England, Scotland.
Wales and Ireland, God bless him p
thought that God could find some-
thing better to do than to waste his
time blessing King George, a fat Ger
man blockhead, but kept the thought
to myself just then
"Then. mark my words, Miss Julia
howard of Devonshire, England. |
said. "you have come here to stay"
Il don't believe it.
1T is prediction; it will come
rue.
Her look was full of unbelief, and we
elapsed into silence again The shadows
grew in the sky. The sun blazed like
Ire and my old trouble about the future
anne back
The horses ceased to pant and walked s
low with springy steps, their WEAKNESS
zone. Old Put thrust his nose under nv
I'm and whinnied gently. He was talk
ng In the language that we two under
TODD. L rubbed his soft nose