Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1902-07-24

den in clouds and the breath of the sen
blew in salt and strong. The white
caps were leaping on the crest OF the
surges driving in through the straits
and the surf bursting high on the
jagged rocks at the base of the cliffs. A
little coast steamer from Santa Bar
bara way came pitching and plung,ng
in from sea, and one or two venture
some craft, heeling far to leeward.
tore through the pillows and tossed
far astern a frothing. wake. With
names and tails streaming in the stiff
gale, the troop horses of the Fourth
cavalry were cropping at the scan,y
heritage down the northward slope.
and the herd guard nearest the road
lost his grip on his drab campaign hat
as he essayed salute and galloped Off
on a stern chase down the lorg ravine
to the east, as the colonel trotted brisk
ly by. One keen glance over the bay
beyond rocky Alcatraz had told him
the China was not yet away from her
pier. He might have to send dispatch
by that swift steamer, and even then
it would be six days getting to Hawaii.
If the department commander should
by that time be on his homeward jour
ney the information would still be of
interest to the general commanding the
new military district at 1.-The Cross
Roads of the Pacific" and of vast bene-
fit, possibly, to his late client, Mr.. Gray.
He wondered what Canker's grounds
could be for saddling so foul suspi-
cion on the boys good name. He won
dered how long that poor lad would
have to struggle with this attack of
fever and remain, perhaps happily, un-
conscious of this latest indignity. He
wondered if Amy Lawrence yet knew
of that serious seizure, and, if she did,
what would be her sensations. Down
the winding, sloping road he urged his
way, Glencoe, his pet charger, marvel
ing at the unusual gait. The cape of
the sentry's cvercoat whirled over the
sentry's head and swished his cap Off
as he presented arms to the tall soldier
squirting past the guardhouse. II envy
no one who has to put to sea this day"
said Armstrong to himself, as he turned
to the right and refined up in front of
little brown cottage peeping out from
a mass of vines and roses, shivering
in the wet wind. half a dozen striues
took him across the narrow walk and
up the wooden steps. With sharp en-
phasis he changed the little gong bell
screwed to the back CT the door and
waited impatient of the servants COM
ing. There was no answer. He rang
again and still again, and no one came.
A glance at the windows told that the
white lace curtains hung there draped
as prettily as ever. Fresh flowers stood
on the window sill. A shawl and u
pillow, the latter indented as by hui
man head, lay il the longing chair
on the little porch. Another chair
stood but few feet away. There was
even fan, though fans in a Frisco
summer are less needed than furs; but
nowhere saw he other sign of the tenn
porary mistress of the house. He went
round to side window and raped.
No answer. Then he turned to the
walk again, and, taking the reins, babe
the orderly inquire next door if Mrs.
Garrison could be found. Yes. was
the answer; she went driving to Golden
Gate Park with Mrs. Stockman an hour
ago, and MES. Stockman was to leave
for Los Angeles that night. Odd! If
Mrs. Garrison drove to Golden Gate
Park the easiest and best way was that
along which he came, and he had met
no carriage. In fact, not since that
night at the Palace had he set eyes on
Mrs. Garrison, or until the coming of
this sorrowful news about Gray had he
cared to. From all that he heard Mrs
Frank was enjoying herself at the
Preside. Cherry having gone one way
and her devotee another, Mrs. Frank
speedily summoned a chum of old gar
! rison days to come and keep house with
her for awhile. and Mrs. Stockman
whose lord had left her at the call OF
duty, and gone to Manila with his men
right gladly accepted and much en-
joyed the fun and frol;c that went or
night after night in Mrs. Franks cozy
parlor, or the mild Irritation, possibly
in the recesses of Mrs. Franks EN-
had borne off almost all the Irregular
element at the post, but had not left il
poor, for, fast as camp grounds coul6
be made ready for them. vastly to the
disgust of the saloon keepers and stree
car magnates who had reaped ricf
harvest from Camp Merritt, regimen
after regiment, the volunteers came
marching over from the malodorou'
sand lots and settled down in sheltered
hooks about the Presidio. So cavaliers
in plenty were still to be had, cavaliers
l.
were far away; and Mrs. Frank loved Il