The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1902-10-03

~ easy. lou may nave work to dc
some day."
Lois English found herself fascina.
ted by the dark, stern faces. Each O,
the men was above the middle height
n there were n or two giants
among them. They had the looseness
OF limb and suppleness Of the trained
cavalryman, and of them all, the SER
geant, huge and party grizzled, was
the only n who approached middle
age. Nearly all Of them were under
thirty. Their faces showed their mix
ture of negro and Seminole Indian
blood, descendants of large framed AT.
rfcans and Florida red men, who had
once fought to the death amid the
palmettos and palms under the leader
ship OF the famed Osceola. The cour-
ages of two strong races were in them
and they looked what they were: hard
riders, straight shots and desperate
fighters. The fame Of this troop was
as broad as the land itself. They
were spoken of by far camp-fres close
to the Canadian line. in pushed and
velvety parlors. and among the timid,
slothful people who live southwest
ward of the City Of Mexico.
IF you al aver make 1t convenient,
Miss English" the captain was saying,
you must visit us at Fort Clark and
/ will be glad to have the men go
through some revolutions for you.
They and their horses have been to-
gether SO long that I sometimes fancy
the same soul animates man and beast.
They are quite remarkable horsemen, l
assure you"
Il can believe it WE'LL" she replied,
running her eye over the recumbent
forms. but / do not feel that T shall
ever visit your post. It lies to the
eastward of us, does 1t not?"
1T does" he answered in some sur
prise, and looking at her mor atten-
lively. but what does that matter? It
is only twenty miles away. Does the
west draw you? I have know such
cases out here"
"The west or the SOUTH" she said,
with a short laugh. Perhaps you will
think me foolish, but it Is SO with me.
Since / came / have been haunted by
the feeling, or presentment-call it
what you will-that T shall go east
ward or northward never again.
Stranger still, though l was born and
reared In the far northeast, l am happy
in this certainty. T had the sentiment
call 1t sentiment!-I had the senti-
ment family, when l had taken a seat
in the car at Grayborough and the
wheels began to whirl under me. With
each mile / travelled it grew stronger.
When l saw this rancho and met it's
gay, hospitable. kindly people, it was
very strong, indeed. Then a voice said
to mel think it was a voice: l think
I heard ia voice said to me: This
is q resting place; here you fold your
wings for q little while and resume
your flight, southwark and westward,
southwark or westward, southwark
and westward How this shall come
about I do not know, but I do know
that 1t is to happen. The voice. call
1t a voice-was too distinct"
Her deep, thrilling tones had sunk
almost to q murmur and she looked
at him with wide. pathetic eyes. The
soldier. a man of action and a man of
experience, but not a man of thought
or spirituality, felt uncomfortable. He
said afterwards that his Skin a in
waves up and down his back" He
cleared his throat loudly and said:
tits possible that you're right, Miss
English; it's quite possible. / don't
pretend to understand such things, or
to know anything about them. Fact
is. + have been kept so busy looking
after these black infants that I'VE had
no time to examine matters outside of
the exercise ground and the march.
You're q woman, and nor finely
strung than WI men. II . man tells me
anything of the kind, I think at first
that he's staid at the mess-table too
long. and IL I find that he hasn't I
think that he ought to stay at the
mess-table longer. Fellow in my regi-
ment once got out Of West Point with
dreams in his head; queerest chap you
ever saw. Said he could feel the
north Hadn't, as I understand It.
read any Of Du Maurier's stun either.
Just said he could feel the north day
and night; 1t never left him. Conse-
Quently he didn't need a compass; con-
seQuently he couldn't be lost any
where; just closed his eyes and there
was the north just as plain to one
side OF him as a jack rabbit on a sand
heap. Went out shooting blue quail in
the mesquite with him one day, and
got separated from him by a hundred
yards. Then l couldn't find him and
couldn't make him hear. Hunted for
him nearly all day and went back to
the post expecting to find him there.
Have no sense Of the north myself and
had a hard time getting in. Chap
wasn't there. Turned out q company
to search for him; looked all night;
40 Mr.. Man. No Mr.. Man next day;
no MI. Man next night. Things look
ing serious and whole regiment turned
out. Second ~lieutenants too rare and
precious with us to spare one without