The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-06-16

The surgeon replaced the spints carefully with
touch as tb sensitive tive and tender as a womans
pTSR .g gGF Ta fb to get Sg Do red
I'm AFRAID e ST that ToB left qs b rest of 9u 5s
Will it? Well you can go if you like Lie still there
Thatcher complied listiessly, his gaze steady,
mirror; yesterday was blank today gray and shadow
it felt as he could not have moved It had he Wished to
- Inc h3splldl WARD was cool ana bright sunlight and
window by the side of Thatcher's
faint patter as the moved from to cot
Thatcher to rise helped out into the sunshine
He felt nghtlheaded giddy Presently, however, he
Bergen and LOOMS he found. were walking one On
either side of him. chatting cheerfuly. At his request
ask questions, and absorb health from the
routed s y gs 9q 6s n the SgHy b aef @
tains. where now species of guerrilla warfare was
being waged by them But peace might come at any
And his dispatch to the Star sent the day of the
the information been able to transmit concerning
until the oTRg OF the other
Presently Bergen gave him an envelope T 49,.
sw s Thatcher took il mutsy Its words were very
had waded through half its closely written pages.
WReres Ma i he dema@ded almost fearfuliy
itS I've: constrained pause Si',y LOOMS TOOK
6spmed n was sing to g They stood US
with Mills '
we two stood at the side of the field, little hill
watching through hedgasses Their batteries over
the river began shell he field One of the shells set
that" He snapped his fingers.
The cornered regiment was firing at our men right
shot 1t was rain of death all right
First Il, noticed the hut atire Then Bergen called
holding your elbow. hke-well like chicken with its
I'VE gave you up for sure Just then saw, another
stagger out of the hut It was March And horse
came piqnging along, dragging dead man. with his
March grabbed the Bride and stopped the crazy
brute Then leading him he went after you H9q were
into the saddle, where you slumped forward, lying
Then March cut the stirrup straps that held the
dead He slapped the horse sharply the rump.
1t went OFF like the wind you staying aboard by pure
March started run toward lines. When We
found his body the next day there eight bullets in
Gave his life for you old man." said Bergen Poor
march, We were a little hard on him, I'm afraid We
thought him coward.
Thatcher sat locking out over the sea- without reply
Presently Thatcher fumbled in his breast pocket He
could not reach it easily with his sound arm. Bergen
helped HIM to get what he wanted
1t sheet of folded note paper, stained darby
Thatcher held it in shaking hand deciphering the
contents Through the dried plots the ink below rose
certain phrases which had seemed
Dearest Jack. half mad with fears for the
life of my sweetheart l write to remind you of your
selfish heartless of me- but oh, dear Jack.
he all 1 have in the world. He is more than my
husband to me-he is my dear sweetheart, and can't
1T soands selfsh2t is selfish of me. Be generous
5aek.Im half rand b Y9g know us SO we'll you know
bring HIM back to me- as you promised even at the
sThe talk is all of some great decisive battle And
they tell me that Dan is utterly fearless Ny husband
reckIessly brave If you see him danger-you prom
sed to stick by hmtry try to get him to leave the
of danger. Oh. Jack. Jack 1 love him So"
The Tord BLURRED g ran together Thatcher bowed his
mans tears rolled UNDECIDED down his cheeks