Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1902-06-05

me OF a night in '9s Bin and we're
lying in the trenches. lie was about
The fourth man from me, I reckon.
We had been "a hours constantly
expecting the order 70 move for
ward. The sky was just like that
over yonder and the moon sbone
through the Honey Mosquitoes much
as IL does through those cedars. Ed
Cutter, our second lieutenant. the
same who was SO desperately in love
with Bess, started the word along
the line to make ready. Bill changed
places with long geared Harry
Marsh, the cigarette fiend, whose po-
sition was next to mine, and as we
lay hoping for and at the same time
dreading the order, Bill unburdened
himself TO me. lie had a sort of pre-
sentiment that he was half ashamed
of, yet inclined to heed. said he:
Bob. If it should happen that you
go back alone, have an eye on Sis.
As you know, Cutters been very per-
sistent, but / can't think that he
quite suits. There's another. You
know who / mean; but I'd rather a
thousand times over that Ed be the
man than that Sis take up with some
fellow who cares one whit less. Bess
and l, came up together and under
stand each other to a T. You see,
we used 70 talk these things over.
It's my opinion. and ii was hers for
/ that matter, that a man should be
put to the test. A woman has so
much at stake, and true lowell stand
iilt or two. She wouldn't tolerate
lukewarm lover; her natures too
ardent for that
Just then an orderly crept along
the line and a moment later, we
heard the word Forward As he
stumbled over a palmetto root, 1
heard Bill say: I've always looked
out for her, but it's up to you now,
/ Bob, it's mp 20 YOU
The speaker paused and was about
20 continue when a rap at the cot
tage door aroused them both. Two
gypsy women appeared; the one tan
and gaunt and sharp of feature, car
ried beneath the coat Of tan the
mark Of years, and Spencer thought
that he had seen her somewhere be-
fore. The other, not poorly formed,
was Of youthful STEP but Of thought
full mien and her head was bowed
/ down.
Tell our fortunes2 Wen, you
might tell that gentleman's. I don't
care TO review the past and as for
the future. less said the better" an
swered Bob. He resumed his seat
and Spencer concluded by the tense
expression Of his mouth and the
fixed eyes that he had taken himself
again TO san Juan and the final
charge.
The Younger Of the two women pre-
scented herself and Spencer mechan-
icallv reached forth his hand. but he,
too. was thinking of San Juan and that
last injunction and hoped that Bob
would continue. The gypsy drew her
chair close To his and he crossed her
palm with silver as he whispered;
'Now. little one, 60 ahead, and softly
for that great-hearted fellow over
there Is thinking Of past experience
quite as weird as any you can see in
the future for me, be you ever so
imaginative" "But ! am not mag
NATIVE" she answered as she scanned
the lines Of his hand, "nor do ! see
ANYTHING weird in past nor in time 70
come. / see only a good, long life, un-
eventful. unromantic; spent for the
most part in great city, perhaps.
There's only a trace Of sorrow-I
doubt IL your nature could experience
an all-absorbing grief-and that's
made up for in the tranquility that fol-
lows. You have lost a friend, dear
friend, perhaps
Spencer answered: Very
"And there seems TO be something
more. rather indistinct; possibly love
affair in the city. There's nothing 70
Indicate a grand love, more likely
childIike fancy inspired by doll face
or less important matter and
"stop there" said Spencer Lets
start right He glanced az Bob and
thought 81 the expression; "she
wouldn't tolerate luke-warm lover,
then continued: If a man. who for
ten long years had eyes for NO face but
one; IL man who knows no love save
that which he has carried with him
through hardship and grief from child
hood days, may be said % possess a
cbildlilye love only. then you have made
no mistake: but I thank God for this
child love 1t is purer sweeter than
any other"
spencer did not look up, but he was
conscious Of an uneasy shifting about
in Bob's corner and q pair Of honest
ewes fixed on him. He looked down
upop the little fortune teller, but she
said not a word. Something like a
sob shook her frame and she clasped
his hand unnecessarily tight. He no.
iced that hers was firm and white
ana smooth. and he wished, for the
moment. that he also was a fortune
teller. he stopped to raise her TO her
49, ..,,,,-,,,,,rino, TO himself. "a soft