The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-06-28

ference I'VE want that wine and want
a kiss. Those purity lipse er yourn are too
nice to be kept fer cussed Johnnies." He
snatched at the basket. catching the girl
by the wrist.
Almost before her cry of terror the
soldier found himself lying on some con-
venient blackberry briars. while his COM
panions were gazing helplessly at the rnuz-
zle of revolver held by a young man in
the undress uniform of Lieutenant in the
Federal Navy.
Now. get" commanded Benham. You're
a disgrace to the uniform. you cowardly
rascals. It's Just such fellows as you that
General Mcclellan is glad to hear Of
The three men slouched off. not daring to
whisper the curses that sprang to their
lips.
Benham bowed and spoke to the girl.
You can hardly bear to hear a word Just
now from one wearing our uniform. fear"
he said. nor can 1 ever express how deep
ly ashamed / am Of those men: yet. If
you would honor me by letting me accom-
pany you home
He paused and she answered him shyly:
Indeed. sir. thank you heartily for your
kindness. but my home is not far from
come back" and her eyes twinkled as she
thought Of their ignominious retreat.
still. II am not keeping you from any
duty
Keeping me from no duty and giving me
great pleasure he said, calamity. as
they walked on together.
They soon came TO a clearing and rough
log house
There is my home" said the girl. ex-
tending her hand to Benham; 80 now 1
Will say good-by. end again many thanks
fo- sending those marauders away
Would You mind-won't you please tell
me your name?" stammered Benham.
phyllis Yorke," she answered.
'oh by Jove!'' he cried. remembering the
name he had seen written in the fly leaf of
book In the despoiled little room now &C.
cupied by Major Graham. Miss Yorke,
went to your old home the other day. and
I want to tell you how sorry 1 am for it
ell--indeed. am"
She looked up. wondering at his recogni-
ton Of her name. thankful for the sympa-
thy of this friendly foe, and her eyes filled
with tears.
1T was hard" she said. softly: then add
ed. after pause. Il must go now. Good
evening"
The next afternoon a group Of officers
waiting for their horses to be brought gain
cred before headquarters. The General had
been Joking Captain Crane about sailors
proverbial fear of a horse and, indeed IL
there is sight as laughable as a soldier try
Ing to manage a boat. it isAa sailor trying
to manage horse. Benham 1ad no claims to
siiid saw Will dIl lTWdFu
qualm the horse assigned to him. 1t was a
large, black war horse, powerful and spirit
ed, whose prancing and restlessness added
to the IRE In his eyes made every one give
ample space to his hoofs. The sharp-eyed
General guessed the young mans feelings
FELTON, he called to one of his young Of
ncers. change horses with Mr. Benham;
that black beast looks dangerous"
Benham fell an apt victim to that foolish
pride which refuses to grant that any one
can excel ourselves in an Accomplishment;
pride that blinds to all dangers but fear
OF safety that seems humiliating. THANK
you, sir" he said. rather stifly; II think I
can manage him."
We'll. be careful" advised the General.
He was captured in a skirmish yesterday:
rider and ALL"
Benham mounted from the horse block
and the cavslcade rode on. The horse had
been SO quiet since his bride had been re-
leased by the groom that Benham regained
confidence and began TO pay less attention
TO mis- horsemanship and more to the con-
versation of his comrades
Inc party were beyond the Federal pick
cts when large house that had been