Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1906-03-27

that all Of them must suffer ana some
Of them die before they came back. so
that when Mr.. Chenoweth, choking in
his loftiest flight, came to full stop,
and without disguise buried his face in
his handkerchief, Mrs. Tanberry, the
apostle Of gayety, openly sobbed.
Chenoweth, without more ado, carried
the flag over to Tappingham Marsh,
whom Vanrevel directed to receive 1t,
and Tappingham thanked the donors
without many words, because there
We're not then many at his command.
Miss Carewe had been chosen to sing
1.-THE Star Spangled Banner" and she
stepped out little from the crowd to
face the young man as the orchestra
sounded the first chord. She sang in a
full, clear voice, but when the volun-
teers saw that as she sang the tears
were streaming down her cheeks in
spite of the brave voice they began to
choke with the others. If Miss Betty
Carewe found them worth weeping
for, they could afford to cry a little for
themselves. Yet they Joined the chorus
nobly and raised the roof with the
ringing song, sending the f1amboyant,
proud old words thundero,lsly to
heaven.
That was not the last song of the
night. General Trumble and Mr.. Chen
oweth had invited their young friends
to attend, after the ball, collation.
which they chose to call supper, but
which, to accord with the hour, might
more APPLY have been designated a
breakfast. To afford private retreat
for the scene Of this celebration they
had borrowed the Offices of Gray g.
Vanrevel, and Crailey Hospitality an
nounced that any guest was welcome
to stay for year or two, since prob
ably neither Of the firm would have
need of an Office for at least that length
Of time. Nine men gathered about the
table which replaced Toms workaday
old desk-the two Chenoweths, Eugene
Madrillon, Marsh, Jefferson Bareaud,
the stout general, Tom Vanrevel, Graf
ley and Will Cummings : the editor
coming in little late, but rubbing his
hands cheerfully over what he declared
was to be the last column from his pen
to rear its length on the Journals
front page for many a long day-a de-
scription Of the presentation of the
flag.
ibis convivial party made merry and
tried to forget that most of them had
"been mighty teary," as Marsh said,
an hour earlier, while Mr.. Chenoweth
sat with his hand on his sons shoulder,
unconsciously most Of the time, apollo
getically removing it when he observed
it. Many were the witticisms concern
Ing the difference In rank henceforth
to be observed between the young
men, as Tom was now major, Marsh
a captain, Will Cummings a second
lieutenant and the rest mere privates,
except Crailey, who was a corporal.
Nevertheless, though the board was
festive, it was somewhat subdued and
absent until they came to the toasts
1t was Tappingham who proposed
Miss Betty Carewe. 81 know Tom
Vanrevel will understanding, 1 know
he's man enough to join u.s." said
A'As&A'AA 90 nc AOoS. WHY
say that we may hail ourselves as pa
triots, indeed, since at the call Of our
country we depart from the town
which Is this lady's home and at the
trumpet's sound resign the gracious
blessing of seeing her day by day, and
why shouldn't we admit Loyalty and
openly that 1t is her image alone which
shines in the hearts of most Of us,
here?"
And no man arose to contradict that
speech, which appears to have rung
true, seeing that four of those present
had proposed to her again that same
evening.
$50 I give you" cried Tappingham
CALAMITY, "the health Of Miss Betty
Carewe, the loveliest rose of our bou-
Quet! May she remember us when we
come homer
They rose and drank it with shout.
But Tom Vanrevel, not setting down
his cup, went to the window and threw
wide the shutters, letting in ruddy
shaft of the morning sun, SO that as he
stood in the strong glow he looked like
a man carved out of red gold. He lift
ed his glass not toward the table and