Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1906-11-01

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Mrs Creighton At once sought Sut
tie commander, whom she found en-
laying = quiet eotle with some chosen
friends The latter were. however. mt
q whit disturbed al his departure, since
he LEFT the aeoAnters behind.
Excnsing himself. he Joined Mrs,
Creighton in the anteroom
Pardon the Interruption. Col
MITCHELL I want to consult you On Sn
important matter, I have Just learned
that n of ycur orheerS-an aid. I be-
levels 10 fight 8 duel tomorrow"
"a duels The dewitt" roared the col
onel. Then, u beg pardon. ms,am. but
what inI mean what on earth are
they going 10 do that fore And WAC
are the fools that hghts"
The name of the offeer I do not
know. but he is the one l see frequent
" riding with YOU in the morning. ne
seems q fayorite of yours" she added,
wisely.
West, III be bound. Why. d-n the
rascal. he's the only man on the staff
who can mix q toddy, Egad, I can't
part with West And who's the otcer
d. foolc Err, I beg pardon, who is to
be his opponents"
My friend, Mr., winslow,"
The colonel gave q low whistle, "The
deuce you say, Is he a good shots Or
will they use swordss" he asked, car
ried away, in spite of discipline, by the
soldiers lust for fighting,
With a shiver Of disgust, Mrs,
Creighton replied. quickly:
with neither, l hope, lrely upon you
for the honor of the garrison, no less
than for the sake of humanity, to stop
this miserable affair"
YES, oh, yes-ot course; 1t must not
be permitted; it shall not proceed" he
declared, pompously, warming to q
sense of his own threatened dignity.
Mrs, Creighton told all she knew, add
ing; 81 heard no particulars, and am
only sure of the one fact, that Mr., Wins
low was the challenger, and that the
soldier-Mr. West. as you say, called
him a spy, There was, probably, too,
some allusion to Aaron Burr, which my
friend construed as IN insult, CLEAN,
further, that this Mr., West is suspicious
Of our presence here at the fort. This
idea, groundlessI is it is, we must take
swift pains to remedy"
The last sentence, with Its slight
touch Of hauteur, failed to impress the
commander, who, fussing and Tuning,
gave a few sharp orders to subordinates.
Then he turned to her:
81 am much Obliged to you, Mrs,
Creighton, for this information. The
ball is nearly over. I have given orders
for the appearance in this room, at its
close, Of the parties concerned. Do you
care to wait here and see the %result?"
Mrs. Creighton kept her seat, await
ing developments.
The colonel excused himself, and for
a few moments she sat alone, watching
the door. 1t was suddenly opened-the
man whom she heard denouncing Wins
low entered, and after him his compan-
ion. The former, unaware Of her pres
ence, gave vent to a volley Of conjectures
as to the cause OF the summons.
Upon a discovery Of the lady's pres
ence he flung himself down, muttering
low.
Shortly after. Winslow appeared in
the doorway, with Lavender on his arm.
why, mother" the latter said, gayly,
"how solemn you look! And lieut..
West? All, then, perhaps we are called
as witnesses in O court-martial?"
But. subdued by the tense, expectant
air Of the others, she took q seat in won
dering silence.
In the midst of an oppressive pause
the colonel entered.
browning, he seated himself In the
largest chair, and twisting his undisci-
plined mustache, proceeded at once to
the subject. He told how information
Of the proposed duel had come to him,
and concluded by pounding emphaticAl-
ly on the arm Of his chair.
But, thank God, l know my business,
and can stop this d~isgraceful affair.
The %guardhouse and reduction for you,
Lieutenant; as for you, sir" and he
turned sharply to Winslow, II nm only
sorry that you are not under my au-
thority. Though you have forgotten
the duty you owe your host, I will try
to remember that you are my guest"
The commander collapsed In his seat,
his flabby frame exhausted by the effort
to keep his rage within bounds. For
now fairly warmed to the subject, and In
sight Of the culprits. no was as eager
to administer punishment % he had at
first been willing to condone.
There was a pause, then Winslow
spoke: ITO you, Col. Mitchell, ! wish
to apologize, II I have trespassed upon
your kindness. But, pardon me, there
are things To which one cannot submit
tamely. Az IN officer and q gentle
man, you will understand. and give
warrant for my conduct. I am grieved,
however, for the annoyance to you
and the ladies'" and with . bow, at