Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1915-10-15
CHAPTER xxv-continued.

CHAPTER xxv-continued.
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Sabron could not reply. Her rib
bons and flowers and Jewels shook in
his eyes like a Kaleidoscope. His
flush had made him more natural In
his invalid state, with his hair brushed
back from his fine brow, there was
something spiritual and beautiful
about him. The Marquise d'Esclignac
looked on a man who had been far
and who had determined of his own &C
cord to come back. She said more
gently, putting her hand affectionately
over his
Get strong, monsieur-get well. Eat
all the good things we are making for
you. dare say that the army cannot
spare you. 1t needs brave hearts"
Sabron was SO agitated after her
departure that the nurse said he must
receive no more visits for several
days, and he meditated and longed
and thought and wondered, and near
~ cursed the life that had brought
him back to world which must be
lonely for him henceforth.
When he sat up in bed he was
read a few lines Of it, but he put 1t
down as the letters blurred. He was
sitting so, dreaming and wondering
how true or how false it was that he
had seen Julia Redmond come several
times to his bedside during the early
days of his illness here in the hos
pital. Then across his troubled mind
suddenly came the words that he had
heard her sing, and he tried to recall
them. The Red Cross nurse who SO
charitably sang in the hospital came
to the wards and began her mission.
One after another she sang familiar
songs.
How the poor devils must love i'll"
6abron thought, and he blessed her
for charity.
How familiar was her voice! But
that was only because he was SO ILL.,
But he began to wonder and to doubt
and across the distance came the
notes of the tune, the melody Of the
song that had haunted him for many
months:
God keep you SAFE my love.
All through the night;
Rest close in his encircling arms
Until the light
Ny heart Is with you as kneel to pray,
Good night! God keep you in his care
Away
Thick shadows creep like silent ghosts
About my head;
! lose myself In tender dreams
While overhead
The moon comes stealing through the
window-bars,
A silver sickle cleaning mid the stars.
For I. though am far away,
Feel safe and strong.
To trust you thus, dear love-and yet,
The night Is long.
say with sobbing breath the old fond
prayer.
Good night! Sweet dreams! God keep
you everywhere"
When she had finished singing there
were tears on the soldiers cheeks and
he was not ashamed. Pitchoune, who
remembered the tune as well, crept
up to him and laid his head on his
masters hand Sabron had just time
to wipe away the tears when the Duo
de fremont came in.
"Old fellow, do you feel up to see
ing Miss Redmond for a few mo
ments?"
When she came In he did not know
whether he most clearly saw her sim
pie summer dress with the single
jewel at her throat, her large hat thai
framed her face or the gentle lovely
face all sweetness and sympathy. Hi
believed her to be the future Ouch
esse de fremont
Monsieur de Sabron, we are all &c
glad you are getting well"
Thank you. Mademoiselle."
He seemed to look at her from {
great distance, from the distance t.
the end of which he had SO wearil,
been travelling. She was lovelier thar
he had dreamed, more rarely swee
and adorable.
did you recognize the little song
Monsieur"
ct was good of you to sing it,
This is not the first time l hav'
teen you. Monsieur de Sabron.
came when you were too i'll to know
of it."
Then | did not dream" said tn
officer simply.
He was as proud as he was poor
He could only suppose her engage
to the Due de fremont. It explaine
her presence here. In his wildes
dreams he could not suppose that sh
had followed him to Africa. Julia o.
her part having done an extraordir
airy and wonderful thing, like ever
brave woman, was seized with terro
and q sudden cowardice. Sabror
after all, was . stranger. How coul
she know his feelings for her? Sh
spent . miserable day. He was GU
of all danger: In a fortnight h
,,c3gh< lava the hoaDftal She di