The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1901-05-16

cigars are bad, but his senator said
he had to have something and that's
what he got. He'd rather be second
lieutenant of regular infantry any day,
but that was too high for him. Here's
youth it fits to 't'-Mr. William
Gray, of the -teenth foot, whom l
knew years ago when we were kids in
the same camp, and whose best claim
to your notice is that you knew his
father. He says so, and hopes you'll
forgive all his budding iniquities on the
strength of it," The general nodded
with grin at the youngster who stood
at Miss Lawrences left, and then held
up his hand for silence, shutting off
further presentations.
I'll forgive anything but more chat
ter" said he, with placid smile, pro
vided you give me some tea at once.
Then l should be glad to know how
you all happened to meet here"
MY doing entirely, general. Drank,
another cup-quick.) Cherry came
with me to surprise my husband-an
easy thing to do-Im always doing it.
We found him here, by your orders,
striving to entertain these two charm
ing damsels-the last thing on earth
he is. capable of doing, however valu-
able he may be with orders and CORE
spondence. 1 heard Mr.. Primes story
and at once suggested Col. Armstrong.
heard Miss Lawrence exclaim at sight
of Billy here, and saw a case of old ac-
quaintancc and sent for him forthwith
so easy to say: The adjutant gen
erals COMPLIMENTS found that, after
all, they had never met, but Miss Law
renee had seen him at the head of some
famous student company. it was who
presented him to her, and summoned
Capt. Schuyler to meet once more his
fellow citizens, the Primes. | it was
who ordered lamps, fire and the tea
things. l am the good fairy who
wrought the transformation. Behold
me with my wand!"
She seized Miss Langtons slender
umbrella and, waving it over her curly
little head, pirouetted again in tri-
umphant gayety.
The general was thoughtfully slipping
his tea and studying her as she chat
tered and danced. When she paused
a moment for breath he again held I'D
his hand.
Col. Armstrong went with Mr..
Prime, did hep"
with every assurance that the prod
igal should be produced forthwith and
restored to the paternal BOSOM de-
claimed Mrs. Garrison, melodramatic-
ally, and would have ranted on. never
noting the flush of pain and embarrass-
ment that almost instantly appeared
III the faces of Miss Lawrence and her
dark-eyed eastern cousin, nor seeing the
warning in her husbands eyes; but at
the moment the tent flap was thrown
back and held open to- admit tall,
gray-haired civilian whose silk hat was
uplifted as he entered in courteous rec
ognition of the group, despite the dis
tress that was betrayed in the pallor of
his face and the instant glance of his
dark eyes toward the slender girl, who
stepped eagerly forward. Mrs. Gar
rison, turning quickly, saw, and with
swift, agile movement sprang to one
side. The general slowly struggled up
from his easy chair. Reaching her
fathers side Miss Prime laid her hand !
upon his arm, looking fondly and
anXiously into his face. A soldierly, !
middle-aged officer, in dripping forage
cap and rain coat, stepped quickly in
and lowered the flap.
Did you find him, father?" was Miss
Primes low-toned, faltering question.
we found-the soldier referred to: |
Col. Armstrong has been most kind; but |
1t wasn't your brother at all, my child"