Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-08-24

Get us. Not BIT or II, he was say
ing. 1.-The dirty little towards. Major
March viii be here In the shake of
dead lambs tail"
An hour later Bansema'. his rifle in
hand. sitting near one of the windows,
suddenly felt some one Juggling at his
arm. Turning, he saw the Spanish boy.
won't you come and help me to
carry my brother behind the stone
wall:' he was saying He is exposed
to the bullets and cannot move him
self"
"Willngly"' and Graydon followed
his lead AS if he was child, he
picked up the gaunt Spaniard and
carefully bore him to the place of shell
ter, but despite all that he could do to
hide his suffering the pain in his arm.
which the removal of the man had in
creased, was such for moment that
he felt faint and staggered. The boy
was quick 10 notice ii and quickly
asked:
What is the matter? WoundedT
ITS nothing; merely a scratch"
"Oh, know. Why. it's your arm.
and r. The boys face crimsoned
with shame and contrition Through
the semidarkness the blush escaped
Graydon's notice, but not SO the truly
feminine little shrek Of dismay as he
touched and felt the wet sleeve.
1T was | who did 1t! Oh. how can
you ever forgive met"
Graydon, dumfounded, stared in
wonder.
"What?" be exclaimed; you're a
girl?"
Yes. I'm his sister," pointing to the
dying man; then, with some embar-
rassment: "These clothes? They are
the only ones they would give me.
You see, q girl would have been a
burden; boy none at all. Do you
think that had been a man you could
30 easily have overpowered me? Nor
The slim. little figure drew itself up
straight and defiant before him. De-
spite the loose. ugly garments Of the
Filipinos, Graydon noticed for the first
time that the figure was perfectly
nodded and high bred. She swept of
the wide hat she wore, and the man
saw a mass Of dark hair done up tight
~ on her head. But even while he
gased her mood changed. She became
subsequently anxious and begged him
to let her attend to his arm. She
pleaded 20 hard that, to please her,
be yielded. Water was obtained from
somewhere, the slight flesh wound
washed and then, disappearing into
the darkness, to his amazement she re-
turned almost instantly with some
bandAses and dressed his arm.
While this surgical operation was
going on Graydon. for the life Of him,
could not resist the temptation to ask
her again why she had tried to shoot
him. At 6rst, 30 terribly in earnest did
she take the question and beg for
mercy. that he smiled at her, and then
seeing his amusement. she said co.
Quettishly:
How could possibly have known
that you we're SO nice? Besides.
had always heard you Americans re.
ferred to as brutes."
Graydon laughed: then suddenly his
face became very grave. The realiza.
ton Of her terrible situation had
dawned upon him. A woman among q
crowd Of rough soldiers! Her brother
and protector dying! And all sur.
rounded by hordes Of savage enemies
who at any moment might kill them
The thought dismissed all pleasantly
from his mind. Something must be
done, and at once. Presently he asked
"What IL your namew r.r
my father was Colonel Ramos Jose
Velasquez. That also is my brothers
name, except that he Is not an officer
am Teresa Fortune Velasquez. My
mother was English. sister of Sill
william Fortune. She is dead. Fol
ten years We have lived in Manila"
you won't mind II l call the ser
eeant. will your The girl nodded q
slightly bewiidered assent as Graydor
moved rapidly toward the others
Shortly he returned with the gallan
lrishman.
'Senorita," began Connell. moppinl
his forehead and assuming his mos
polite manner. you are perfectly SAT-
with US, and as quickly as possible
) your brother and yourself shall be sen
back to Manila. You are a brave sill
Of girl. and We boys respect Drawer,
In whatever dress-bOy or girl"
She looked at him In grateful SUI
prise. and her lips trembled.
i. But am not your friendY'
POSSIBLY. senorita." He bowed low
with almost Chesterfieldian grace
"But We are your friends"
|. Outside once more the Mausers wer
rattling. and ConneIl, with word O
parting, hastily took his leave Gray
don, on the point Of returning to hi
post, was prevented by the girl.
you were gentle with me eve
when l tried to Don't risk your lif
there. Shoot from that narrow gate.
pointing aloft Its not 20 exposed"
Bansemer dragged an altar chair q
to the grated window and perehe
himself upon It The girl sat belov
him, holding her brothers head In he