Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1902-10-18

In prison soon!" Down went more
wine, ana whether Z was the drink In
me or the thought OF tomorrow night,
] was near up ct him for his cursed
British toast. / moved my chair TO
join some OF the n men, and
found myself close to Atherton, who
was droning a song through his tipsy
lips.
Aye" said he, good! IT is a prop
or sentiment. To hell with them all!
But III give we another. I'll bid We
drink to h brightest pair of eyes in
the town, that were but just now not a
hundred yards from our friend here"
Good! GoCd!' cried Prince Henry,
and they drank what / and all knew
TO be a toast TO Mistress Philipse.
They say her cousin Pendleton's
case goes by hard roads" said a young
fellow In a big red coat, land that
she'll none of him in spite of her
father"
Il would / had his chance" mumbles
Anterior. I'D win by fair or foul
means, and that soon, 90! For there's
nc finer bit of female flesh in the col
onies."
l cursed the drunken beast under my
breath, and held my chair to keep my
self from driving his words down his
throat.
Hell win her yet" said Sprout.
They tell me Sir Henry is none too
sure of the fathers loyalty, n some
of the family, SO t is whispered, are
starving with the rebels at this mo-
ment." At his / pricked up my ears,
and the strange tieeting resemblance
she bore to Rob Curtis came to my
mind.
Il hear today, too" laughed a young
subaltern, that a reconnaissance was
foiied at the judges country house up
above Gowan's Ferry but a week ago,
and some good fellows lost. IT is ru-
moTed the old man knew somewhat or
how t was DONE"
The sweat came out in beads on my
forehead. Had / perhaps made her lot
the harder by my work? Curse these
scandal-mongers for fools!
Tut! TUT" laughed Atherton, lean
ing forward and leering at the COM
pany. There's more behind that little
episode than Sir Henry knows"
What is it, man." cried one or two
drawing towards him..
The little girls will have their fling,
Ell, your highness? And she Is no saint,
they say, and a reconnaissance may
not always be to study the enemy"
The crew laughed out, and cried to
know the story.
NAY, boys, you should not hear it.
Y will take your thoughts from the
NstA'NY - ~ oAAf tAhA 'NSNAA
and looking over the company with a
patroniZing air.
But they cried out for it, and, with
my breath coming quick and short, l
leaned forward too.
He slowly drank another glass and
looked about him. Then, lowering his
voice, he said:
The house IS in neutral country, and
empty, and the lady has been on a lit
tie vista little visit, you understand
somewhere, and q well known coach
was found hard by broken down. l
saw It myself, for l was up there on
special duty. And my little wench
could spend a day or two in peace and
quiet with her cavalier
ct is a foul lie!" 1 cried, striking
the table with my fist till the glasses
jumped about, and rising, ! stood over
him, scarce realizing what l had done.
For l knew him not well. II was the
Jolly good fellow" Of Gowan's tavern!
They were all on their feet In an in
slant, excepting Anterior, who looked
at me with q cool smile on his face.
And what pup are you, my colonial
squire, that trot about telling gentle
men they lie?"
DO not burden your dull brain to
learn who l am. IT is but a cowardly
gentleman, as you call yourself, who
would blaCken the fair name of a
woman over his cups. Therefore tell
we, ye lie! The girl Is as pure as
snOW!'
CONTINUED Next Week.)