The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-10-04

vice. Found him q the eYeninlg; 81
the third day eighty miles from rtrr n the
post, semi d lirious and busily, walk
Ing straight away from succor. Some
OF these fellows, here found him. fed
! him on goats milk and finally brought
him. +, He never had 81 sense Of the
north again ~ \ Ri o. ss 5.s Ns:*#
The Captains somewhat moist, thick
voice had not changed during this re-
cital, and he looked at the girl with
an honest, kindly gray eye. In turn,
she looked at him with eyes Of red
hazel and broke into a peal of laugh
ter. ...1,% RI. 1.- :. -.
1T is refreshing to meet, a hunorist
Captain: Harding, she said. tMy
English friends, while everything that
is good and wholesome, don't see any
fun in the things we see fun in"
mo humor at all, I assure you
said the Captain. Nothing but sober
truth. Fact is: this chap who felt the
north so strongly until he ought to
have felt it. was my brother; he's
down in Cuba now, broiling for the
sake of a lot OF yellow people whose
souls are in their stomachs.'
: The others of the. party had re-
turned to the ranche-house. The two
stood within the circle Of the freight
the semi-Seminoles busy about their
own amusements, not noticing their
presence. Harding saw the leapine
lights of the flames playing upon the
dark, red masses of her hair, the
smooth curves of her powerful and
graceful figure, the clear flush upon he1
cheeks, the delicacy of her profile. the
somberness in her half-veiled eyes
Suddenly she spoke:
Il have another feeling, Captain
Harding. 1t has come to me while we
are standing here. It is that I shall
need a friend ere long. I am drawn
toward you, because you are the first
American gentleman have seen fol-
long. AS an American woman, in a
people of kindred blood, but still not
my own people, ask you: Should &C.
casion arise, will you be that friend?'
He looked at her gravely, and he
knew instinctively the effort it had cost
her to say this. He no more imagined
that she desired Irritation or that she
lacked sincerity than he thought thai
his own idolatrous troops would rise
and butcher him where he stood. Sc
he said:
I'm anything that an American off.
Ger may do, Miss English, to aid OF
succor countrywoman you may count
on me. I trust no occasion may arise
but if it does, will do my best"
She thanked him gravely and sweet
ly. Come to the house." she said. &c!
haven't anything of value with which
to repay you, but if you like music,
will sing to YOU
Now, deep in the somewhat battered
heart of Bob" Harding was mem
DRY of sister back in the old HON,
in the Pennsylvania hills, and Thu
sister used to sing him songs in tn
twilight in voice that was deep ant
rich and low. During his years on tn,
frontier those notes had fingered will
him, as the perfume of flower will
sometimes linger in the nostrils lon,
after the flower is dust. So, when, il
the hushed drawing room her gloriou
voice pealed like chime pf COLDER
bells, he sat silent, absorbed with hi
newly-won epaulets glittering on hi
shoulder; the wide world ahead O
him and those visions reckoning whicl
beckon every man in his life's morning
march, when his bosom is young.
In vain did Glynn, with nod an
wreathed smile intimate that Their
was genial company in the smokin
room. In vain did Allyn tiptoe in an
whisper to him and tiptoe out agar
realizing that the gallant captain ha
sworn at him softly, but violently. Il
vain did the Hon. Henry Lacelles ap
near in the semi-dark of the hallway
catch his eye, lift a tall, thin. glass
drain it to the dregs and back solemn
ly out of sight. Harding sat on, trans
ported on the waves of liquid sound t
the sunny hillside where he was borr
with the scent of clover about him an
the heavy, busy hum of bees upon tn
summer air.
(To be continued.)