The Washington times., 1913-08-23
CHAPTER XI.-(continued.)

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49, mo, have been every
where: have looked in
every hospital and at hundreds Of poor
men. He was not there
And did you think to find him there
II do not know; cannot think at all.
i only know that must go on until
find him." - ..s.
A medical officer had been detailed
&c attend to the forwarding Of the
bodies of the dead He had kept the
records, sc, far as they could be COM
piled. OF those who had passed through
his hands With a desperate resolu-
ton, Ariadne waited while Mrs. Gray
explained her. errand. No. there was
no Grafton on the list
Thank God for that" she breathed-
There had been many unknown dead.
however, but there was no means OF
Identifying them. One OF them might
have been he.
There are some unknown dead here
now" continued the surgeon. Would
you like TO look at them, ms'am?
Il must" said poor Ariadne.
Was IL harder or easier TO gaze upon
those whose sifferings were over than
upon those who still fingered in the hos
pitfalls? The majesty of death was upon
those faces. Sometimes the anguish
that had gone before had left its I'm
print, but generally they were peaceful
Each one of them represented not mere
ly a life Quenched, but some woman's
heart broken. Ariadne was not too
selfish to say a prayer for those loved
ones far away. She could understand
what they must feel. No. he was not
there What should she do!
Did you try the private houses IN
the town, ma'am?" asked the offlcer.
"A great many soldiers were taken
there. Mostly Union soldiers but per-
haps your husband might have been
among them
II was a forlorn hope. The houses
we're So many and II was afternoon
now. Ariadne was faint. weary, heart
broken. Probably II 1t had not been
for the other woman, she would have
walked on a little space and then have
fallen, and perhaps died If nobody had
picked her up. d, But. Mrs. Gray found
some relief for her own grief In com
forting her southern SISTER; sne S .ooS
10 find a uuieter corner where she per-
suaded her to eat and drink and alter
ward take a little rest. Then with
heart-pang which II would seem 80
veiop. Ariadne bade the kind woman
farewell and started out once more on
her search. She walked down the main
street and stopped before the first house
she came to.
Have you any wounded soldiers
here? Is one Of them named Grafton-a
Confederate?" she asked OF the woman
who opened the door.
II was a question she put many times
that long afternoon. Once in a while
she was received with kindness. She
was often asked to come In and rest
and partake of refreshment But al
ways sne refused. and plodded up and
down. street after street. knocking at
door after door. until her weary limbs
could scarcely drag her along.
l.; PhLip could ever know OF this he
would be proud of her, she felt, II
net er before. Oh! II Philip only knew!
Would Philip ever know anything?
Late in the evening she turned a cor
ner and sank down on the sidewalk.
She could go no further. Her head fell
forward on her knees. She was COM
pIetely and utterly exhausted. She had
expended the last vestige of her
could not be driven further even by so
a thing as her heart. One
or two passersby stared at her
curiously. But no one spoke TO her
and she did not look UP. She was dy-
Ing, she thought, and she prayed II
might be quickly. II Philip were dead
death would be a meeting. Presently a /
barefoot pattered softly upon
the sidewalk. A man stopped by her |
side She heard a voice in her ear, a |
familiar voice. excIaimnig:
"Gawd almighty, who dat?" |
A hand was laid upon her shoulder
She looked up.
Please, -ma'am" 49,. Then there,
was sudden cry. Hits Miss 'Adny,