The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-10-25
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that in Hattie's heart there was c1ulta-
ton at the very awfulness Of It.
"oh. Sadie" said Emmy Lou, and there
was no exultation In the tones of Emmy
Louis despair. Not that Emmy Lou had
much to do--hers was mostly the suit
ing of the action to some others word.
She was chosen largely because OF Hattie
and Sadie, who had wanted her. And
then, too. Emmy Louis Uncle Charlie
was the owner of a newspaper. The ex-
hibition might get into Its columns. Not
that Miss Carrie cared for this herself
she was thinking Of the good 1t might
do the school.
Emmy Louis part was to. weep when
Sadie wept. and to point chubby fore.
finger skyward when Hattie mentioned
|. the departure from earth Of the soldier
parent and to lower that forefingcr foot
ward at Sadie's fearful allusion to an
untimely grave.
Emmy Lou had but ono utterancc. and
II was brief. Emmy Lou was to advance
ono foot stretch forth hand and say,
III the character OF an orphan for whom
no asylum was offered: I'VE know not
where We CO.
THAT very morning, at gray of dawn
Emmy Lou had crept from her own into
Aunt cordelia's bed. to say 1t over. for
It weighed heavily on her mind: I'VE
know not where we go.
AS Emmy Lou said it the momentous
import of the confession fell with cxplo-
sive relief on the go. as IL. the relief we're
great to have reached that point
|. 1t seemed to Aunt Cordelia, however
that the where was tho problem in the
matter.
Aunt Louise called in from the next
room. Aunt Louise had large ideas The
stress she said. should be laid equally
or know. not, where and go.
Since then. all day, Emmy Lou had
boon saying 1t at intervals OF half min
utes, for fear she might forget.
Meanwhile. 1t yet lacking moment
or SO to 2 o'clock. the orphaned heroinea
continued to linger at the gate. awaiting
the hour.
"Lslten" said Hattie, II hear music. =
There was a church across the street
The drug store adjoined it. 1t was a large
church with high steps and plllared
portico. and its doors wecr open.
ITS a band, and marching said Hat
tie.
The orphaned children hurried to the
curb. A procession was turning the cor
ner and coming toward them. On either
sidewalk crowds of men and boys &C
ccmpanied II.
"Its a funeral" said Sadie. as II she
intuItively OWNED the mournful.
Hattie turned with a face Of convlc-
ton. II know. It's that big general s
frneraI they're bringing him here to
bury him with the soldiers"
We'll never see thing for the crowd. =
despaired Sadie.
Emmy Lou was gazing. They've got
plumes in their hats" she said.
Lets go over on the church steps and
see 1t go by" said Hattie. It's early.
The orphaned children hurried across
the street They climbed tho steps. AT
the top they turned
There were plumes and more. there
were flags and swords, and a band led.
But at the church, with unexpected
abruptnesa, tho band halted, turned, It
fell apart. and the procession came
through; 1t came right on through and
up the steps. line of uniforms and
swords on either side. from curb to pill
Lar. and halted.
Aghast, between two gllttering files, the
orphaned children shrank into the shadow
behind pillar, while up streamed from
the carriages below an unending line
bareheaded men and ladies bearing flow