Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-22

10 NE Introduced 4 am captain Law
ton, Of the Virginia Horse"
And I, sir. am Captain Wharton.
Of his Majesty's Sixtieth Regiment Of
Foot" returned Henry. bowling stifly
and recovering his natural manner.
The countenance of Lawton chang
ed instantly. and his assumed quaint
ness vanished. He viewed the figure
Of Captain Wharton. as he stood
proudly swelling with a pride that
disdained further conceaIment, and
exclaimed with great earnestness:
Captain Wharton, from my soul
1 pity you!"
oh. them" cried the father in
agony, IF you pity him. dear sir.
why modest him? He is not a spy;
nothing but a desire to see his friends
prompted him to venture so far from
the regular army in disguise. Leave
| him with US; there is no reward. no
! sum, which 1 will not cheerfully pay"
Sir, your anxiety for your friend
| excuses your langua &C." said Lawton,
haughtily; but you forget I am
Virginian, and a gentleman"
Henry bowed to this remark in dis
tant silence, but Sarah ventured to
urge something in behalf Of her
| brother, The dragon heard her po-
htely. and apparently with commiser-
| alton; but, willing to avoid useless
/ and embarrassi petitions, he an
| swered mildly:
!
| party, madam. Major Dunwoodie will
! decide what must be done with your
/ brother. At all events. he will re-
/ ceive nothing but kind and gentle
| treatment.
"Dunwoodie!" exclaimed Frances,
/ with face in which the roses con
! tended for the ma stery with the pale
/ ness of apprehension: thank God
/ then Henry is safe!"
! Lawton regarded her with a min
/ gled expression of pity and admira
ton; then, shaking his head doubt
! ingly, he continued:
Il hope SO; and, with your per-
| mission, we will leave the matter for
! his decision"
! The color Of Frances changed from
| the paleness of fear to the glow OF
| hope. Her dread on behalf of her
| brother was certainly greatly dinnin-
]
ing became short and irregular and
her whole frame gave tokens of ex-
| traordinary agitation.
| Then, sir, we may expect the pleas
ure of Major Dunwoodies company
Immediately, madam" answered
/ the Dragon, Withdrawing his admir-
| Ing gaze from the person Of Frances.
| May l presume so far as to ask
I n ion
/ men, who compose a part Of his
| squadron"
The officers were invited to take
their mornings repast at the family
/ breakfast table, and having made
/ their arrangements without, the in
vitation was frankly accepted.
The ladies left the table to their
guests, who proceeded, without much
/ superfluous difidence, to do proper
/ honors to the hospitality of Mr.
| Wharton.
] Captain Lawton sat in portentous
! silence, brOoding over the exploit Of
! his prisoner, yet mechanically pursu-
! ing the business before him until, aft
er sufficient time had passed to make
| a very comfortable meal, a trumpet
/ suddenly broke on the ears Of the
| party, sending martial tones up the
valley in startling melody. The troop
|
| claiming:
Quick, gentlemen, to your horses;
| there comes Dunwoodie" and fol-
lowed by his officers, he precipitately
| left the room
With the exception of the sentinels
| left to guard Captain Wharton, the
| Dragons mounted and marched out
/ to meet their comrades.
| The officer gave few hasty or
I m in ri IL
| ed rapidly into the lawn, and APP
| preached the cottage. Frances silent
/ ly let the way into the vacant parlor,
/ opposite to the one in which the fam
| lily were assembled, and turning TO
| the soldier frankly, placing both her
hands in his own, exclaimed:
"Ah, Dunwoodie! how happy, or
| many accounts, I am to see you! I
| have brought you in here to prepare
! the opposite room"
| ITO whatever cause 1t may be ow-
| ing" cried the youth, pressing her
/ hands to his lips, Il, too, am happy
| in being able to see you alone.
| Frances, the probation you have de-
| creed is cruel; war and distance may
| shortly separate us forever"
I'VE must submit to the necessity
| which governs us. But 1t is not love
| speeches l would hear now; have
| other more important matters for
| your attention. Even now my broth
er is awaiting your decision TO re-
store him to liberty. or to conduct
| him to probable death"
! "Francesl" exclaimed the young
man in agony, what can I do?"
Dot" she repeated, gazing at him
| wildly. would Major Dunwoodie
yield his friend to his enemies-the
| brother of his betrothed wife ."
oh, speak not so unkindly to me,
| dearest Miss Wharton-my own
| Frances. I would this moment die
| for you-for Henry-but I cannot for
/ get my duty-cannot forfeit my hon
| or; you yourself would be the first
| to despise me if 1 did"
| "Peyton Dunwoodie." said Frances.
solemnly. and with a face of ashy
! paleness, you have told me-you
| have sworn-that you love me-
4 do" interrupted the soldier, with
/ fervor, but motioning her silence. she
! continued in a voice that trembled
with her fears:
do you think I can throw myself
| into the arms Of a man whose hands
are stained with the blood of my only
| brother?"
Frances. you wiring my very
| heart" Then. pausing to struggle
! i