The Press., 1911-08-09
Dhe CALL 1t Occasions . StrueGle
 Between Love
 and Duty By CLARISSA fNaACKEE . Copyright by American preas AssO-
By ,CLARISSA rlaACKHE
Copyright by American Preas AssO-
 citation. 191l.

Sylvia Moore was visiting at her un.
 cle's Texas ranch when she read the
 faring headlines announcing that Tim.
 othy Robeson's regiment had been or
 dered to El Paso to take part in the
 maneuvers on the Mexican border.
 She stared at the newspaper until the
 members of the family made no secret i. of their alarm.
 What is the matter, Sylvia?' de
 manded Annie Lake curiously. '4Has
 Timothy eloped with pretty widow. or is he the victim or'-
 7"He might as well be dead and bar ied." cried Sylvia tragacally as she tossed the paper across the table. Hes gone to war;"
 s'War!' they repeated. What warp
 "Why. the war with Mexico. of course. Hasn't the president ordered a large force to the borderT'
 MT. Lake picked up the newspaper and read aloud the surprising intel ngence that the war department had ordered large body of men, arms and supplies to El Paso to take part in army maneuvers. He read that troops were already on the way and that within few days at the latest tent ed city would spring up beside the southwestern border.
 Last of all he announced that the regiment of which Timothy Robeson was a lieutenant was on its way to Texas.
 "On the strength of this report you are positive that Tim's going to be killedT p asked her uncle. withsa quiz zical smile at Sylvia.
 "Yes." said Sylvia positively. "I had the queerest feeling when l said good by to him in New York. You know he's always joking. and when he said, Be sure to return in time to dance at your own wedding. Sylvia it came over me that I might never come back; that there might never be a wedding at all. But never thought of Tim being the one''- Tears came into Syl- via's forgetmenot eyes. and her cousin extended a sympathizing handkerchief:
 ".Pooh!" uttered MT. Lake contemp- tuously. "You make me extremely weary. Sylvia. As an American girl l thought you had more pride of coun- try than to weep because your young man is called to arms" nr 4
 "A mans first duty cannot always be to his country. Oh, 1 know that's treasonable or something horrible, but would not have thought so much about 1t if we had not gone over to El Paso the other day and witnessed all the fighting across the river in Juarez." .>.......
 "We didn't see very much, just some puffs of smoke and lots of noise. 1t wasn't nearly as bloody as l antici- pated." remarked Annie thOughtfnlly.
 'I saw enough. wouldn't go there again for anything in the world" de and dropping good night kiss on her aunt'S unconSciOuS brow.
 Then you won't ride into El Paso with me on Thursday and see the troops arriveY suggested MT. Lake, returning to his newspaper with an indifferent air. Want to go, AnnY'
 "Of course do, dad. And you. Syl- via P she questioned her cousin.
 "I must go. tool" cried Sylvia eager ly. ''Why. might see Timothy there"
 You probably will. my deaF.' if he has arrived" And Mfr. Lake buried himself in his newspaper, this time oblivious to everything save the good night kisses. to which he submitted with genuine pleasure.
 The next morning Sylvia and Annie mounted their horses and rode to the farthest boundaries of the ranch. From here. on the highest ridge. they paused and looked under shading hands toward the southwest, where cloud hung over the place where was the city of El PasO.
 Perhaps by tomorrow he will be there" said Sylvia aloud.
 Annie nodded her black curls ''It may be that he will arrive today" she suggested. with a gleam of amuse- ment in her dark eyes.
 'Sylvia's blue eyes turned to the east ern horizon, where against the pale gray blue of the sky there blurred dark plume of smoke. Perhaps that is his train now. Ann."' She pointed with her whip at the smoke.
 "It may be. honey. think you're the luckiest girl in the world, Sylvia Moore Tim's such a Hne fellow. 1 wonder'- Annie stopped abruptly and fell to musing. with her black eyes fixed on the rolling alfalfa that rippled before her.
 What do you wonderY' asked Syl- via curiously. withdrawing from her own reverie.
 'd was wondering if you really meant what you said about asking Tim to stay away from battle if there is to be one" said Annie. her eyes now gra velv fixed on her c0uain, "A man owes some duty to the girl he loves. and there are plenty of men who. can light for the country-men who have no friends or relatives or have no ties to bind them How self ish am. Annie. and yet somehow I can only seem to think of two things | today. One is Timothy RobesOn. and the other is myself" Tets talk about something else," said Annie And SO the conversation | turned to the beauty of the March day | and thence to the absorbing topic of | clothes.
 It was not until two days after this conversation that the little party set forth to go to El Paso. They started | just at daybreak.
 All the way to El PasO SylvIa's ears were eagerly alert for the sound of lynV fn hn SA zAr. k,nu fears. but they were very large fears and very agOnizing ones too.
 She had been proud indeed that her future husband should be an officer In fine regiment. She thought the sight of Timothy in his uniform the dearest thing in the world. and the very thought of the military wedding that would mark her marriage to the handsome young man sent her into ec- stasies of delight.