CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1903-08-06


"Oh." cried the widow. suddenly ami
mated do tell! Is ii an invite to
hop at the post? Are the soldiers go
ing to give another dancer
mot yit" exclaimed Healy. throw
ing out restraining hand as Mrs.
Bell began to tear the envelope. Not
yit-" be repeatedly tenderly. ''WhiD
I'm gone. Mrs. Bell Its-its-a mat
ther av business. me dear"
Business, corporalY'
I'm be afther an answer tonight
Lit 1t be the roight wan. swate Mrs
Bell
-Oh. Mr.. Hesiy~ the widow muir
INJURED and blusted. Healy caught her
in his arms and gave her hearty kiss.
"oh, oh! Mr.. Healyw she cried and
bluxhed again.
Lit II be the roight wan. swate Mrs
Bell" the corporal repeated and ran
away. himself a shamefaced red and
fearful 10 look round to see IL any one
had noticed them
The farrier. being a privileged char
acter. was excused from tattoo roll
call. Therefore there was nothing TO
hinder him. an hour after retreat from
locking Ills room door in the troop sta
bles and speeding away through a
slight fall Of snow on pleasure bent. So
It happened while Corporal Healy was
standing stiffiy to attention along with
his troop. answering the call Of bis
name al tattoo. with the snow gather
Ing thickly about them. that Fin Strait
was comfortably seated in the neat lit
tie unprotected house. protecting from
all corners the neat little widow.
"But must be going" be said for
the tenth time. Its getting late. and
the snow gets deeper every minute. IL
want 10 get home at all tonight
should be going now. Mrs. Bell"
yes Sir. Strait"
Il was thinking you must be very
lonely here sinee-you know
The widows eyes ceased to twinkle
and winked away q tear or two.
-It ip lonely. Mr.. Strait" she answer
ed him.
Fin shufiled his feet nervously and
looked out beneath the neat red win
dow shaded
'Irs suil spowine." said he. -Ars.
Bell"
Yea. Nr. Strait
-It's not lonely up At the post" said
Fin fobbing the crcssed brass sabers
on his hat with sudden fury.
The widow sighed
''But I can't live At the POST. Mr..
Strait she answered and stood in the
middle OF the noor. thoughtfuIly play
ing with her marriage ring. The far
rier looked at her timidly. tenderiy.
Sit down. Mira Bellr' he cried des-
perateiy. IF Jon can't nnd q chair. sit
down besN.-
And he pulled the widow on his knee
~Oh. Mr.. Strait-' aid Mrs. Bell. but
resisted very gently.
'Win you come and fve At the post
a. my wifey' the farrief whispered.
but the wicked widow. conscious Of an
offer from the corporal now In her
pocket played with the farrier.
''Oh. Mr. Strait she said you sol
diers at the post all say the same thing.
and none Of you mean II. not oner'
AT that there came . modest rap at
the door. and the widow jumped to
open IL Il 10 probable that she knew
who IL was. for the twinkle of her eyes
betrayed n love Of mischief. but ahe
evinced great surprise At seeing Cor
poral Healy standing in the snow. She
threw the door wide and Hospitality
open
-why. Mr.. Healy." said she. ito
think you'd come through all that
snow-for the second time today too,
You must like the town. Come right
In
''If Il had showed baynits an sa-
bers. me darlint." cried Healy. enter
ing. I'D have come fur the"
He did not finish the sentence. He
saw his old friend. Fin and the cor