Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1902-08-21

rlson said she thought if Mr.. Gray knew
tnat IL was-but perhaps DR.. Frank
olon know it was she who had nursed
MI. tray so assiduously at Honolulu.
Dr. FRANK did know that and more; but
ne dld not say so; neither did he yield.
There were tears in her eyes as she
sprang into her carriage again; but
they were tears of anger and defeat.
She dashed them away the very next in
slant and smiled joy and congratulate
tlon. even adulation, at sight of the tall.
stalwart officer, his arm in a sling. who
stood the center of staring group as
her carriage flashed by. She would have
ordered stop; but while the rest of the
party had gazed as they lifted their
caps, Armstrong; uninjured hand per-
formed its duty, his cap had been lifted
with the others, but not so much as
glance went her way; and Margaret
Garrison, bitter in spirit, drove on down
past the old quartet to her luxurious
quarters where Mia, a piteous shadow
OF the sweet girl graduate" of the year
before, was awaiting her coming. With
the insurgents retreat and the advance
of the American lines there had been IL
gradual return of the refugees among
the transports; and Frost had finally
brought his birding back to shore; but
Mia dare not drive, she said, for fear
OF again seeing those stern, reproachfuI
eyes. The guard at the gate had re-
ceived orders to admit no more of the
rank and file, even wh>n they came as
messengers; and so the child was safe.
said Margaret. AS for herself, she must
drive. she must see Will Gray.
But the instant she reentered the
house Mrs. Garrison knew that during
her brief absence some new trouble had
come. Good heavens, could she never
leave Nita's side that harm did not be-
IAN her! At the head of the broad flight
of stairs stood her brother-in-law, a
black frown on his brow.
"Go in and do what you can for her."
he briefly said. 81 thought-she'd be
glad to know Standardization would
trouble her no more"
THAT fellow?" she gasped. "You
mean
81 -Latrobe-killed and
buried a whole week ago."
AIu y Ou lOlu utl BIC CllCu Cl1HCL-
ing her little hands in impotent wrath.
''You-brute!"
Another week rolled by. The tide of
battle had swept inland and northward;
and all eyes were on the plucky advance
of MacArthur's strong division, while
! far out to the south and east the
thnned and depleted lines of Anderson
held an insurgent force that forever
menaced but dare not attack. The
Primeval Dudes, sorely missing their
calmly energetic colonel, had drifted
into a war of words with their nearest
neighbors on the firing line, a far west
ern regiment gifted with great com
mand of language and small regard for
style. The latter had crowed nightly
over their more vigorously disciplined
comrades because of the compliments
bestowed on them in an official report,
wherein the Dudes received only honor
able mention. 1t was Capt. Stricken of
the volunteers who had led the dash on
the rebel works across the Tripa to the
left of Blockhouse 10. 1t was their
Sergt. Finney who whacked a Filipino
major with the butt of his Springfield,
and tumbled out of him the batch of re-
ports and records that gave the num-
bers and positions of every unit of
Pillars division on the southwark zone
1t was their Corporal Norton who got
the Mauser through the shoulder just
as, foremost in the rush, he bayOneted
the last Tagal at the Krupp guns in the
river redoubt. 1t was his devoted
bunky, Private Latrobe, who volun-
,eered to carry the division com
mander's dispatch across the open rice
field and the yawning bitches that sep
arated the staff from the rest of the
charging --teenth. and who died glo
riously in the rush on the rebel works
Man after man of the woolly westerners
had been referred to by name, while the
Dudes had nothing to show but their
wounded colonel's modest report that
, where every officer and man appeared
, to do his whole duty it would be un.
, Just to make especial mention of even
E limited few" The Dudes were getting
hot over the taunts of the "Toughs,
as some one had misnamed their neigh
/, bors; and one night when there was
! more or less interchange of pointed
! chatf in lieu of a fight with a common
- foe there was heard shrill voice from
;, the flank of the rifle pit nearest the
, weste-ners, and what it said was re
+ peated in wonderment over the brigade
= before the Dudes were another day
e older.