Evening journal., 1905-06-07
Born Enemies"
And a Token of
Eternal Surrender

IOnllNl, ana group Ol gay leilOWs
stood idly lounging on tlse beautiful
terrace that overlooked the city.
Suddenly Lieutenant Kirby turn
ed to one of the men behind him
and, seizing his arm, cried mischiev-
Susly:
'It's no use, old man! We all
know about it, so you might as well
confess p
The officer to whom he had spo-
ken looked up in astonishment. He
was a singularly handsome fellow,
with honest blue eyes and a proud
bearing.
"What in thunder are you talking
about?" be demanded amiably.
"Don't look so surprised" ," replied
the other. ''Every one here knows
that you are engaged to Miss Kitty
Darass"
'They know more than I do,
then" was the calm reply. Because
/ happened to lead the cotillon with
her the other night at Lady Ashes
and because / have been seen riding
with her and her brother it follows,
forsooth, that l am engaged to the
ladyl 1t is just what you might ex-
pect in a little garrison town.
Lieutenant Kirby listened with an
incredulous smile.
''That's all very well" be said,
"but if l had been in your place /
should have looked nearer home.
Colonel Gregory loves YOU like a
son, and Miss Madeline is a most
bewitching young lady. But Bobby
Erskine is the favored mortal at
present, lucky dog~
This time his words produced
distinct effect.
''Erskine and Madeline - little
Mad Why, she is only a child~
"That shows all you know about
it." said Kirby teasingly. children
have way OF growing up and be-
coming fascinating young ladies"
Bernard Worthington did not re-
ply. He had received a shock, and it
was not long before he made some
excuse and hastily quilted the com
pany of his fellow officers.
Decidedly we are born enc
mics 2"
Bernard walked rapidly in the di-
rection OF The colonel's house. The
curtains were not vet drawn and
showed the large parlor brilliantly
lighted, but The balcony, Madeline's
favorite place, was empty.
The lieutenant was Just about to
ring the bell when the Young girls
laugh rang our clearly above his
head. Without doubt Bobby Erskine
was there.
lie turned away, furious with
himself and every one else. The
impudent young puppy What busi-
ness had he to be coming around
Madeline? And why hadn'I he, Ber-
nard, seen that the colonel's daugh-
ter was no longer a child, but a very
beautiful young lady? Did it need
a stranger TO make him recognize
the transformation The heaten-
ant kicked himself mentally.
Returning to his rooms, he sat for
long time watching the silvery
moonlight that flooded the window.
He could think Of nothing but Mad
cline, and now she must detest him
for his domineering ways, entirely
forgetting the many little courtesies
that no one but he had shown the
colonel's tomboy daughter. .Ber-
nard's mind was full only of the
sharp speech he had made her few
days before when her levity had
seemed particularly i'll timed, and the
memory Of a tear she had dashed
away became intolerable.
In fact, that single tear prevent
ed him from sleeping. He tossed
and turned in vain.
At last. with the dawn and an
early ride through the cool country.
the lieutenant succeeded in getting
some order in the confused chaos. Of
his ideas. Promptly at 10 O'Clock
he made his way once more to the
colonePs door, and this time he die
not hesitate as he rang the bell.
The maid led him to the back Of
the house, where a wide piazza over
looked the beautiful garden.
Troubled, his heart beating wild
ly, thousand confused ideas rush
ing madly through his head, Ber
nard looked about him. The piazzs
was deserted, but down under ont
of the big trees the young fellow
caught glimpse of a white dress.
He fastened down the steps anC
surprised Madeline reading, or, rath
er, pretending to read, though he.
attitude was lstless, and it SCENE,
to the lieutenant that she locke,
sad. He stammered an excuse fo
his early visit.
Madeline received him with
weary smile.
care you not always welcomef
she said in answer to his excuse
SBernard sat down beside her
wondering how to begin the subjec
that lay nearest his heart
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