The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1909-12-15


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va paper in one
Eg hand and a cot
.AS 0Nh fee cup in the
other. He was
~ ~ very handsome
is VV>ha1 with dropping
@GAN black mustache
81 A.I& dark eyes, un.
Ny derlashes almost
VI tooluXuriant and
e. ~ long, oval face
IN " dark In complex
>~-NZL ion and trif1e
sardonic in ex-
.sMrs. BishoD qyishesto preston. T b e
kno1p u you're not vis-a-vis to Mrs
f nst ~ D'e1'e Bishop was the
gray haired Gen
eral Bishop. Carroll's father. Miss
Bishop performed the necessary intro
auctions. General Bishop arose and
grasped his hand.
Gerald Bishop cast an ironically
amused glance across at Orde. and the
mother would barely notice the sun
burned. ungainly looking riverman.
Carroll Bishop appeared quite UNI
conscious of an atmosphere which
seemed to Orde strained. but sank
into her place at the table and I'M
folded her napkin The silent butler
drew forward chair for Orde and
stood looking impassively in Mrs. Bish-
ops direction.
"You will have some breakfast with
| us: she inquired. NO? A cup of
coffee at least?"
She began to manipulate the coffee
pot without paying the slightest atten-
ton to Orde's disclaimer. The general
pulled out his cheeks and coughed a
bit in embarrassment.
"a good cup of coffee is never amiss
to an old campaigner." he said to Orde.
cts as good as full meal in a pinch.
I remember when was major in the
Eleventh, down near the City of Mex.
leo, in AS, the time Hardy's command
was so nearly wiped out by that via
duct He half turned toward Orde
his face lighting up. his fingers reach
ing for the fork with which. after the
custom of old soldiers. to trace the
chart of his "reminiscences.
Mrs. Bishop ratified her cup ana
saucer with an uncontrollably necv-
Gus jerk of her slender body Spare
us. father" she said brusquely. will
you have another cup of coffee?"
The old gentleman looked trifle be-
wildered. but subsidized meekly
Orde. overwhelmed by embarrass-
ment. discovered that none Of the 9th
ers had paid the incident the slightest
attention. Only on the lips of Gerald
Bishop he surprised Il fine. detached
smile. The butler brought letter for
Mrs. Bishop. The contents seemed to
veX her.
She began to abuse the writer, a
seamstress, for delay in the finish.
ing of an altar cloth and then trans
ferred the blame to her children. 1t
was painful test for Orde He final
ly rose. II must be going" said he.
Well" Carroll conceded. II suppose
I'd better see if l can't help mother
out. But you'll come in again. Come
and dine with US this evening. Moth
er will be delighted
Mrs. Bishop departed from the room.
Orde bowed to the other occupants Of
the table
Orde was Immediately Joined on the
street by young Mr.. Bishop. most cor
rectly appointed.
Going anywhere in particular?" he
inquired. Let's go up the avenue.
then. Everybody will be out"
They walked for some distance.
Your father was in the Mexican
warp" said Orde.
'He was most distinguished Off
GER"
What command had he in the civil
war? fooled around that little my
self"
My father resigned from the army
in 81" replied Gerald.
THAT was too bad: just before the
chance for more SERVICE" said Orde.
Army life was Incompatible with
my mothers temperament" stated
Gerald. "You are from Redding, of
course. My sister is very enthusiastic
about the place. You are in business
there?"
Orde gave the latter succinct idea
Of the sort. of operations in which he
was interested.
"And YOU" he said at last-"I sup
pose you're either Il broker or lawyer"
II am neither" stated Gerald. IL
\ have sufficient income to mike h,,Si
ness unnecessary. There is plenty to
occupy ones time. have my clubs.
my gymnasium. my horse and my
friends. That is my gymnasium"
pointing to building on side street
Won't you come in with me? am
1ue now for my practice"
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