Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-10-11

ihcredulously, yet instantly thinking
ing Of Edith Brennan. "A young wo-
man?"
Sure; at least she has confessed
enough to me regarding that nights
work to make me strongly suspicious
that Captain Wayne, of the Confed-
crate Army, and Colonel Curran, late
of Major-General Halleck's staff. are
| one and the same person. A mighty
neat trick, by Jove, and 1t would have
done you good to see Sheridan's face
when they told him. But about the
young lady-she claims great friend
ship with the gallant Colonel of light
artillery and her des cription Of his ap-
pearance at the ball is assuredly q
masterpiece Of romantic fiction. Come,
Captain, surely you are not the kind
! Of man to forget pretty face like
that? l can ass - you, You made a
deep impression. Where are times
when I am almost jealous Of you
But" protested, my heart beat.
ing rapidly, Il met several that eve
ming, and you have mentioned no
name"
| We'll, to me it chances there is
but one worthy Of mention" he said
earnestly, land that one is Celia
Minor"
Miss Minor!" felt strange sense
of disappointment. Does she come
alone?"
Most certainly; do you suppose she
would expose ME in my present weak
state to the destinations Of any one
else?"
"Oh, so the wind lies in that quar-
ter, does it, old fellow? l congratu.
late you. I'm sure
My recollection Of Miss Minor was
certainly most pleasant one, and I
recalled to memory the attractive pic
ture Of her glossy black hair and
flashing brown eyes, yet l felt ex-
ceedingly small interest in again meet
ing her. Indeed I was asleep when
she finally entered, and 1t was the
sound of Cations voice that aroused
me and made me conscious Of the
presence of others.
II shall share these grapes with my
cot-mate over yonder," he said laugh
ingly. by the way. Celia, his voice
| sounded strangely familiar to me a
short time ago. Just glance over
there and see II he Is any one you
know"
heard the soft rustic Of skirts,
and. without a smile. looked up into
her dark eyes. There was sudden
start Of pleased surprise.
why" she exclaimed eagerly, 1T
is Colonel Curran Edith, dear. here
is the Rebel who pretended to be
| Myrtle Curran's brother
How the hot blood leaped within my
veins at mention OF that name; but
| before l could lift my head she had
swept across the narrow aisle, and
was standing beside me. Wife, or
what, there was tina. within her eyes
which told me wondrous story. For
the instant. in her surprise and agita-
ton, she forgot herself, and lost that
marvellous selfrestraint which had
held US so far apart.
Captain Wayne!" she cried, and
her gloved hands fell instantly upon
my own, where 1t rested without the
coverlet You here, and wounded?"
l smiled up at her, feeling now that
my injuries were indeed trivial.
Somewhat weakened by loss Of
blood, Mrs. Brennan, but not danger.
ously hurt" Then I could not for
bear asking softly, SIS it possible you
can feel regret over injuries inflicted
upon Rebel?'
Her cheeks famed, and the audaci-
GUS words served to recall her to our
surroundings.
Even although l love my country,
and sincerely hope for the downfall Of
her enemies" she answered soberly,
II do not delight in suffering. We're
you In that terrible cavalry charge?
They tell me scarcely . man among
them survived"
Il rode with my regiment"
II knew 1t was your regiment-the
name was upon every lip, and even
our own men unite in declaring 1t .
magnificent sacrifice, q most gallant
deed. You must know l thought in
stantly OF you when I was told it was
the act Of the til Virginia"
There were tears In my eyes, I
know, as listened to her, and my
heart warmed at this frank confess
sion Of her remembrance.
Il am glad you cared sufficiently
for me-" said graTely. ito hold mo
in your thought at such time. Our
command merely performed the work
given it, but the nesessity has cost
US dearly. You are yet at General
Sheridan's headquarters?
only temporarily, and simply be-
cause there has been no opportunity
to get away, the movements of the
army have been so hurried and I'M
certain. Since the battle Miss Minor
has desired to remain until assured
of Lieutenant Cations permanent re-
covery. He was most se7erely
wounded, and of course l could not
well leave her here alone. Indeed
l am her guest. as we depart tomor-
row for her home, to remain indefi-
nitely.'
But Miss Minor is, understand. =
native Of this State!"
Her home is In the foothills Of the
Blue Ridge, along the valley Of the
Cowskin.-a most delightful old South.
ern mansion. passed the summer
there when mere girl, previous to
the war"