The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1906-11-21
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II Is not unusual for either . man %
a woman TO come between an cngassed
eoupie. but Il Is unusual for the course
OF true love to be turned awry BY
horse. The story begins back IN the
days when the. Indians in the west
were constantly breaking away from
their reservations and sinrShtellnS a.
nalefaces who came in their way 4
was then that Florence Brooks was
visiting an older sister at Fort r., the
vie Of an oHicer In the United States
army. And then 1t was that, the gar
rison having marched away, leaving
the women and children to the protec-
ton Of half company under the COM
mand OF a lieutenant, another tribe
consisting of several hundred warriors
came down to take possession OF the
fort.
when a friendly redskin rode into
the Iuclosure and announced the com
ing of his fellows. every man being
needed for defense, Florence Brooks
volunteered to ride to the nearest post,
hfty miles distant, for succOr. Lieu
tenant Howard Whiting, in command,
placed her on his own Kentucky bred
horse. Comanche, and sent her tying
out of the fort, shouting after her
..Their lives depend upon your How
the horse enabled her to cross the
path Of the coming Indians an hour
before they reached the point OF inter
section, how ten miles farther on she
met squadron of cavalry, how when
the Indians reached the fort they
found force ample to protect 1t, need
only be referred to here. From that
day Comanche was beloved by the
whole garrison, and especially by Miss
Brooks. AS for Miss BROOKS, she was
beloved. by the whole garrison especial
ly Lieutenant Whiting.
And now the view Of aIkali plains
surrounding Fort R. has changed to
vacant lots on the outskirts OF city.
Miss Brooks rides in a trolley car In
stead of on horseback, and Lieutenant
whiting spends the greater part Of the
day in reSTpitiRs once p one q the
dIngieSt streets Of the city. But early
in the afternoon he leayes his sergeant
IN charge and, mounted on Comanche,
rides past Miss Brooks abode. She IS
watching for him from an upper win
dow He raises his hat, and from be-
hind the curtain she throws him kiss.
But for one thing the lover would be
supremely happy. BE is jealous Of
Comanche. --'-ee+'
why" he asked on joining his
6dncee after one of his rides, do you
always feast your eyes on my horse
and pay no attention to me? This aft
ernoon when I fode BY you didn't even
see when raised my hat. You waved
your hand long after had done So"
'.I love Comanche," she replied.
Miss Brooks left the city for a month,
and when she returned her lover In
formed her that he had sold Comnnche.
The reason he gave for doing SO was
that he had been ordered to rejoin his
regiment in the west, and, Comanche
having become old, besides gone lame,
the lieutenant would not feel warrants
ed in transporting him so far, especial
" as he would need serviceNble ami
NAL Miss Brooks looked astonished
when the news was impaired to her
and argued long and well against the
necessity for the sale. But Whiting
had nothing but his pay, which was
not SUFFICIENT to keep SO expensive
pet, and she was obliged to admit.
which she did reluctantly, that lie
could hardly have done otherwise.
They parted with IN embrace, warm
enough on the part of the man, but not
the girl.
However, IL gradually came over
Miss BrookS-plnnning as she was for
the coming weddIng-thaE Comanche
could not have been Included in the
calculations. Indeed, 1t was very diff
ficult for her to figure out the problem
of living on Writings pay, even with
out what Comanche would have cost.
She had an income of $500. which she
must rellnquish upon her marriage.
This left only u second Heutennnt's
pay, with Communication for fuel and
quarters, on which the couple must
live. After all. Whiting was right
There is no doubt that all would have
gone we'll had it not been for q certain
Inopportune meeting. One morning
while Miss Brooks was out buying her
trousseau she saw a man driving cnrt
with an enormous load on 1t. The
horse was unable to get It up an In
cline, and the driver was belnboring
him numerically. AIlss Brooks. aatu'
rally fond OF horses, approached to pro
test. The horse turned his head, look.
ed mt her out of n pair of melancholy
eyes and whinnied. He was Cornnnche,
Miss Brooks embraced him and wept,
The next mail carried to Lieutenant
whiting breaking OF the engagement
from Miss Brooks. No satisfactory
reason was given. The real reason was
that she loved Comanche better than
w Ou nGE NNAAlSAib - .AASe
married, she would retain till death,
she could live and take care of Co
rnanche. She bought him Tor $50 and
kept him in royal equine style.
Comanche lived Eve years after be-
.ng rescued from the melancholy posi-
ton into which his master had sold
him. Then Miss Brooks, after a de-
cent period Of wIdowhood. began to
think of her lover OF other days. He,
hearing TINT hla riYnI NYaa lend sought