The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-06-26
XIII.
4 ucaa MallorN-at Last.

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About two weeks later, one day,
Evelyn had been In town and came
home late wearing a veil all bound
round her head. This was unusual
with her, and besides, II was warm.
II look so dreadfully when ! am
tired, daddy, that's the reason" she
said to me when asked her. And
might | have little supper In my
room?r'
"0f course" says l.
Then think III go straight 10
bed. I'm fearfully tired"
.You act like you're going TO faint
SAYS |. "If you feel any worse, let
me know and one OF the boys must
20 for the doctor"
aoh, I'll be all right in the morn
ing. Sleep is all ! need. Sleep! Oh,
God--sleep, Sleep"
She repeats II and signs like she
don't know what 1t means. And
don't think she did. She looked 1t.
Her light was always burning.
II was my match that night, and
was further from home than usual
For | had seen some curious lights
in the neighborhood of the Ferry
Road. | was sitting. in the edge OF
Hargs woods, quiet, with my carbine
ready, listening for a repetition OF
some sounds l had heard, whistle
rand a cough, IL seemed like, when
sees something more substantial than
rthe shadows / had watched so often
steal out OF the woods into the road.
IN q moment ! knew that II was
man. Then, though It was shadowy, !
saw that 1t was a soldier, because or
jthe faint CLEAN OF his rife.
"Halt!" l calls out. Who Is III
Don't move. II you do I'll fire."
II I'd fired without SO much talk
,Td have got him then and there. But
he lodges back into the bushes
sstarted 70 run.
I'm a Union officer" I yells, "and
toy the Lord, I'll do my duty II you
don't stop II you do you won't be
hurt. I'm armed. Give the password"
Well, Just about the last syllable, he
1nres at me, the charge going some
where up In the tree-tops, Then came
sseveral shots at me from different d.
rections.
You know how 1t r.. When man
fires on you, especially several, you
IRE, too, though he may have missed
you by q mile | suppose it's the In
mention you don't like. l fired as
2ran---straight at the spot In the bushes
twhere the other lead had come from.
Il heard cry and knew hadn't miss
ed.
"It's your own fault" says, as !
runs up. 'Tf you'd stopped and an
severed wouldn't have fred. Are you
badly hurt? don't like TO Kill pee
pie. But these are war-times and
/ had reached the man. He lay
upite still. lifted him in my arms
and ran 10 the house. Now and then
he'd murmur, Washington" ! re-
fnembered, afterward, that he seemed
not quite the sort OF body had
thought 70 pick up. / put him down
on the kitchen floor and struck light.
It was Evelyn.
She was in heavy army shoes, and
a new Confederate uniform. Her hair
had been cut on.
I raced upstairs with her and put
her on her bed, calling Betsy. But,
before waiting for her 20 get there ]
ripped open her jacket 10 find the
wound. A rough gray undershirt a
rnan's. instead OF the dainty things
she ought 20 have worn, covered her
nice body II was soaked with blood
XIV.
A Favor 70 Shoot Her.
Before Betsy could dress and get
there Evelyn came to. She under
stood the whole thing at once.
Evelyn" I says, II didn't know
II was you"
Well. with all that blood runnins
out OF her she laughs and hugs me-
And didn't know II was you
fnBHgfft II pieket WlaS Start
Of things How did you make You
voice roar so7 My. ttft you fright
ened me. You could tell that by tn,
way I fred Did any stars fall?'
couidn't believe II for a minute