The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1905-08-04

WI story?
And the little sergeant took his pip
from between his teeth long enough
10 speak. the while estOpping the burn
ing tobacco In the bowl with "A we'll
trained little finger.
Story That's kid talk. Why dom
YOU talk man and say ie7 You Lev
onth cavalery feliers can't talk anJ
straighter than you can shoot"
And Smithy. Little Smithy." hard
riding Trumpeter Smithy. OF the
Dandy Fifth" gave my on shoe sole
a touch with his nigh one RS We sat
together about the recruiting Office
stove, our feet half as high as our
heads. for Il was cold. clustering day
IN the Christmas season and was
spending an hour with these old cav
alrymen whom wounds. received In
that wild frontier life Of which they
70 loved 10 talk. had sent 70 the
prosaic work of recruiting or retire
ment-and they chose Che former.
I'm tell you a love story" Che SER
geant went on. not needing smithy's
interruption. for ths eergesNt and
Smithy were ouch good friends they
were always slandsrins each other, al
ways ready 10 screp with each other.
apparently-for each other in reality.
A cavalry love story2"
"A love story" and 5mithys sheer
was an excellent imitation Of the real
thing. Heap you know about love"
An. go on. you sawed OF, patched
pants. brOncho buster, YOU" rejoined
the sergeant Course I know about
love. Didn't love that high-stepping
chestnut sorrel mare | rode in old
II troop along With Fourth Cavalry
LawtOn when we licked GerOnimof'
"Oh." said Smithy with an apparent
sigh Of relief, Il thought you was
agoing to say that housekeeping MO
have sQuaw down at Gan Carlos" and
Smithy's face wore. OF rather bore. a
look Of beatiho satisfaction
Know ebout love" the sergeant
went on, not needing the interruption.
Didn't some writer feller say that
only a soldier and a poet could love,
and amt l been IN the cavalry 80
years: and amt the cavalry the only
soldiers? don't know nothing about
poets. but | heard some Teller say the
major was one Of that kind and he
loves the cavalry himself"
l smiled.
But as I was agOing to say"
Then why in Fort Yuma don't you
say III" broke In the loose-tongued
Smithy.
But as was agoing to say" re-
posted the sergeant. Jimmy Helder
was a corporal In old troop II
along IN them old Arizona days. That .
was about the time smithy was a lick
ing skinning Jim and we was down
along the Sonora line" Here Smithy
smiled broadly and audibiy at the
mention Of the chief be had helped 10
subdue And Johnny Bacon was a
corporal also and likewise. Helder
was In my troop and he was a likely
sOrt Of feller with a hot temper and
! hard fiat Bacon was In G troop and
he joined us after we had been on the
lila about year
I'VE had a saddler with II troop
famed JousOn. big. good-natured
iwede. and he had a giri-well. you
ust had 10 look at her once and then
ou'd look again. Only she wouldn't
tand no fooling. Most OF the boys
'as stuck on her. but Helder got IL
ad. He talked about her In his sleep.
nd he was for licking any Teller who
linked at her with his on eye. After
while he wanted her to marry him.
Ut she didn't savvy and STAYED him
n.
We'll. by and By troop comes rid
lg from New Mexico and takes quar-
'rs IA the other set Of barracks and
tables and with Il comes Johnny
aeon. as spruce and neat little cav
ryman as ever brushed Arizona des-
Z dust OF a scouting hat. And
mart, too. bucking hard to be an Of
GER. Ahd as soon az he see Hilda
,nson Il was Just like all the rest. !
Ida took rather a shine 10 him first
ack out, too. Heider was crazy and
liked about licking him and in gen.
al made fool of himself Which
q told him. But Bacon didn't care
I'd Hilda didn't mind"
Sergeant" broke IN smithy. DELHI 7
a,ely, you're a haTl"
What's thst9" came from the ser
ant. with well-feisned severity. az .
o hand made bluff Of reaching for q
e pigeon hole from which protruded q
g buU OF the big blue Colt.
You're a liar" slowly repeated the
tie ex-trumpeter. DO you suppose 4,