The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1904-05-12
WY, Maria" yssped Shorty, Il

WY. Maria" yssp.d Shorty, Il
thought You said that their very presence
oon- con-cop- the place,
and the very dir you breathed."
That was 2 hasty and very narrow way
IN Which to look at 1t. l see my duty
clearer. Mr.. Pilkington has been little
hayward, perhaps. owing to bad associates
since he came Into the army. He has been
removed from proper influences. It's our
Christian duty to try to bring straying
lambs back into the fold"
''Straying lambs" snorted Shorty. "I'll
lam him when catch him.
Probably the fact of Annabel and me
staying all night in the tent will be bene-
fetal to him. 1t will recall his old asso-
Citations. and in way purify the place,
and make him feel that he ought to lead
better life. l want to have a good. sis
terly talk with him in the morning. and
point out the danger he is in"
"1f l find him trying to shine around
you. he'll be in a heap more danger" said
Shorty wrathfully.
There! There! Don't be silly, now"
she said with yawn. You're awfully
tired, sleepy and cross. Annabel and me
are very tired and sleepy. too. Kiss me
bed. Annabel and me want to get to bed
too Don't worry about us. This place
seems very coy and comfortable, and we'll
be all right"
'You heard me tell Will. Annabel. that
| wanted to have good long talk with
Mr.. Pilkington. before We leave" said
Maria as she and her sister-in-law were
letting down their hair, and making the
other mysterious preparations of women
before retirement. II really think it's our
duty as Christian women TO give him some
good advice. and our sisterly sympathy and
encouragement"
'Yep. Mebbe So" answered Annabel.
with sleepy Indifference. as she tumbled
into the cot assigned to her.
As they were dressing the next morning.
Annabel disturbed some newspapers on the
desk. and uncovered another envelope in
scribed:
"NIiss Amelia Pipestone,
La Porte.
La Porte Co.
Ind"
Underneath was a freshly-written letter,
with the sheet yet unfolded, and obeying
her first impulse, AnnabeI picked it UP and
read:
MY Dear Miss Pipestone:
Il have not heard from you or any of
your family for so long that l am famish-
ing for news. | should have yielded to
this impulse long ago, but we have been
so constantly on the go since the Spring
campaign opened that | never had an idea
where We would be the next day. Now,
however, that we are ordered to Rich
mond"-
'Annabel, let me see that" said Maria,
snatching the letter from her sster-in-law's
hand She read on:
Now, however, that we are ordered to
Richmond, with the likelihood that we
shall stay there some time, / venture to
hope that / may hear from you. at a very
early date, with all the interesting news of
the neighborhood. BY far the most inter-
esting will be anything about yourself.
whose image is ever present i'm my mind.
What a contrast this memory | have of
your beauty and grace is to the women |
have met since we have been down here.
l can not tell you how much more l ap-
preciate you since l saw Them"
"Why the man is wholly bad" she ex-
claimed angrly, throwing down the letter
Hes not only hardened gambler, but
a regular Brigham Young"
She snatched the letter she had pinned
on the tent, and tore into hundred
pieces.
"There comes Capt. Pilkington now.
probably to invite us to breakfast" said
Annabel. looking out of the tent. This
will be a good time to have that sisterly
talk with him. There mayn't be chance
when We get where the bows are"
"Sisterly talk with him." shifted Maria.
81 don't want TO see him or speak to him
again as long as l live He is given over
to hardness of heart and reDrobacy of
spirit Admonition and counsel would be
entirely lost on him. It's going to be hard
work TO be properly polite TO him. Tn
going to leave you and the boys to thank
him for the use of his tent"
Ito be continued.)