The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-10-12

her yourself IL you'd Straightcn up
and quit burning tow in your brain all
the time. You're always so furious
about something that you never have
chance TO be just to yourself or
pleasant to anybody else"
"If | had got furious at you every.
time there was overwhelming provoca-
ton for it, Hamilton said, you'd have
been long since hanged or shot
fancy that | have shown angelic for
bearance. I've given you somewhat
more than n prisoners freedom"
$50 you have, so you have" asscnted
Helm. I've often been surprised Mt
your generous Partially in my case.
Let's have some hot water with some
thing else in it. What do you say? l
won't give you any more advice for
five minutes by your watch"
But | want some advice at once"
'What aboutY'
"That girl"
"Turn her loose. That's easy and
reputable"
'I'll have TO, | presume, but she
ought to be punished"
IF you'll think less about punish
memt. revenge and getting even with
everybody and everything you'll soon
| begin TO prosper"
Hamilton WINGED, but smiled as one
| quite sure Of himself.
Jean followed the soldier to rickety
log pen on the farther side of the
| stOckade, where he found the prisoner
restlessly moving about like bird in
a rustic cage. 1t had no comforts, that
| gloomy little room. There was no fire.
| place, the roof leaked and the only
furniture consisted of a bench to sit
on and a pile Of skins for bed. Alice
looked charmngly forlorn peeping out
| Of the wraps in which she was bundled
against the cold, her hair fiuffed and
rimpled in shining disorder around her
| face.
| The guard let Jean in and closed the
door, himself staying outside.
Alice was as glad to see the poor lad
as If they had been parted for year.
She Rugged him and kissed his drawn
little face.
You dear, good Jean!" she muir
INJURED. You did not forget me-
II brought you something" he whis-
pered, producing the book
Alice snatched it, looked at 1t and
then at Jean.
"Why. what did you bring this for,
you silly Jean? didn't want this. l
don't like this book ut all. It's hateful.
l despise it. Take 1t back"
There's something in 1t for you. a
paper with writing on II. Lieutenant
Beverley wrote it on there. It's shut
up between the leaves about the mid.
die"
"Sh-s-sh! Not so loud. The guard II
hear YOU" Alice breathlessiy whispered,
her whole manner changing instantly.
She was trembling, and the color had
been whiskcd from her face AS the
flame from n candle In sudden draft.
She found the note and read 1t n
dozen times without pause, her eyes
leaplng along the lines back and forth
with pathetic eagerness and concentra-
ton. Presently she sat down on the
hands. A tremor first, then convul-
sive sobbing shook her collapsed form.
Jean regarded her with drolly SYM
pathetic grimace, elevating his lons
chin and letting his head settle back
between his shoulders.
"Oh, Jean, jean" she cried at last
looking up and reaching out her arms
"Oh, JEAN he is gone, gone, gone"
Jean stepped closer TO her while she
sobbed again like little child.
She pulled him to her and held him
tightly against her breast while she
once more read the note through blind
Ing tears. The words were few, but
to her they bore the message of desola'
ton and despair A great haunting
hollow voice in her heart repeated
them until they echoed from vague dis
lance to distance.
1t was written with n bit of lead or
the half of widowed fly leaf torn
from the book:
Dear Alice-I am going away. Wher
you read this think OF me as hurrying
through the wilderness 10 reach our army
and bring 1t here. Be brave, as you al
} ways have been; be good, as you cannot
help being; wait and watch for me; low,
doubt It. | will come. and / will crush
Hamilton and his command. Courage
} Alice dear courage and walt for me
Faithfully ever, BEVERLEY.
She kissed the paper with passionat t
feivor, pouring her tears upon It IL
April showers between which the liSh
Of her eyes played almost fiercely, 81
poignant was her sense of a despair
, which bordered upon desperation
Gone, gomez 1t was all she coult
, think or say. Gone gone!"
Jean took the offending novel bacl
home with him. hidden under his jer
kin. but Beverley's note lay upoI
, Alice's heart, sweet comfort and I
crushing weight, when an hour late
Hamilton 1nnt for her and she wa
taken before him. Her face was stained
t with tears and she looked pitifully dis
; tressed and dlsheveled, yet despite al
/, this her beauty asserted itself witt