The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-04-17


him out of his isolation. lie was Sun
in a world where men could WHSLE
He stepped out into the ROAD DIS 'is
wagon drew up The driver stopper
his horses suddenly and said ~
gruff but not unfriendly, tone
Mornin.
Good morning
what do you want. comm ioun'
skeerin my horses so early III tue
rnornin'?"
"A ride in your wagon and some
thing to eat. -.
The man took from under tne
wagon seat some pieces OF bread anu
meat and a bottle of coffee.
II keep a perambulatin' house 9,
entertainment. Rreakfus' fer TWO q
Won wan ter bring friend an
trained waters. All you want no" ~
a fire ter warm it by an someoou,
ter perside at the bar. which In MN
There was CLINT Of honesty IN 'he
rugged face and a frank tone III NV
voice that inspired confidence ana
Jim led the way to where his wound
ed friend lay
Purity as a picter, I'd like ter set
him up on the mantel piece ter look
at hut in a storm Id rather tie Ter
you" a.,
He so far yielded to the universal
dominance Of the picturesque as 10
kindle the fire and heat the break
fast for the wounded boy. :.
Now, you fellers CANT stay hyer'
he said after the breakfast was M
ished. ITS dangerous. Somebody II
come along an nab you en-. leastwlse'
nv hotel is the only trav'lin one IN
these parts, an when it moves on you
won't have no feed" Thar's a place
down hyer on the road whar you q
be safe nough. I'll take you thar
They's Yanks en- you's rebs take IT,
but they amt people to 60 back on a
Teller what's wounded, ner one ats
takin' keer er the unfort'nlt.
"Yes; we're rebs What are you
'Tm a teamster" replied their host,
with a fine air Of neutrality.
They stopped in front OF a cottage
with a rose vine growing over 1t ana
pink roses peepfng out brightly. A
great Newfoundland dog sleeping IN
the yard arose and came to the gate
wagging his tail in friendly way
Here we are" said the teamster,
lifting the boy out. As he carried
him up the steps. confident OF the
welcome he did not stop to ask,
girl came out on the portico.
How are you. Rosalyn7 You see
I've brought you Johnny reb to
take care Of"
The girl frowned darkly.
"How dare you call him names
Maybe he was that when he fought
When he is wounded he is south
ern soldier"
"She had brown eyes thought
Shivers, looking at her with a long
slow glance through half shut eyes
She was not defiant now, but gentle
and sympathetic, and Shivers thought
she had tears in her eyes when she
looked at him. He could not see
well, He was dazed by fatigue ant
the pain of his wound. Even as HI
looked at her he drifted of into I'm
consciousness.
When he came back to the worlt
the soft eyes still looked compassion
ately at him. His thought went back
cropping for memory Of her
you are the girl who waved tn
flag at me-"
-Oh, but I wouldn't II had Know
that you would be wounded I'm 8
sorry"
Sorry that am wounded"
Yes, and that waved the flag"
II am not sorry for that; | rathe
liked It. Perhaps | am not so sorr
for being wounded as was som
hours ago"
His wound had been skilfull
dressed and the pain was 1esseneC
Through window opposite his couc
he looked out into a mesh OF pinl
blossomed vines above which was
CLINT OF blue sky. sun-bathed An
the soft eyes yet looked at him So
rowfully. Small wonder that his erie
was assuaged
July dreamed into August, Angus
drowsed into September. Septembe
awakened the world to new Iii
and then Jack Shivers went to h
southern home. leaving a very so
rowful little maiden in the cottap
under the oak trees, but she held
sweet hope In her heart as he hel
her hand at the parting and sale
When the war is over"
The daisies have blossomed man
times on the field OF Gettysburg an
the SHOWS OF time have descende
upon the heads that then were youn
In the little cottage, under the ma
nolias, a white-haired man and wor
an go hand in hand adown the slor
Of life. When the Fourth OF Jul
comes she, lifts brown eyes upwa,
to him and says: Lets hang out II
old flag. jack" He assents and 81
brings it from its hiding place TT
, passerby might say that its colo
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