Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1916-02-08
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Looked more like soldiers, any
way" mother admitted. "Those flop
py, broad brimmed hats our boys
wear make them look more-more ro'
mantle, I'd say"
But, my dear Mrs. Sherman
Willy Kimball ficked his handker-
chief from his cuff and fluttered it
across his coat sleeve, where dust
had fallen-"the guards back in the
States are play soldiers. you know;
these chaps. here-well, they are the
real thing. They don't dress up like
picture book soldiers and show off
"Play soldiers-huh!' Henry J. had
fire in his eye and the pearl buttons
on his white linen waistcoat creaked
| with the swelling of patriots pride.
you've been long time from
home, Willy. Perhaps you've forgot
ten that your own father was at Cor
NTH. Guess you've overlooked that
soldiers monument in Courthouse
square back in little old Kewanee.
They were play soldiers eh?-those
boys who marched away with your
dad in sixty-one. Gimme regiment
Of those old boys in blue, and they
could lick this whole bunch Of
"Father!" Kitty had tipped her
hand over her parents mouth, her
eyes round with real fear. you'll
get arrested again, talking that way
here where everybody can hear you.
Remember what that hotel man said
last night about careless remarks
about military things on the Rock?
Be good. father"
There, there!' Sherman removed
the monitory hand and patted 1t re.
assurinely. II forgot But when l
get aboard the Saxonia and we'll out
to sea, I'm going to just bust informa-
ton about what I think Of things in
general over here in this Europe place
their Bottycelly pictures and their
broken down churches arld-and-
Why, bless my soul! The little store
buyer and that Iowa girl who's mar
ried to the governor here!"
The patriot stopped short in his re-
view of the Continents delinquencies
to wave his hat at Lady Crandall and
Jane Gerson, who were trundling
down under the avenue of planes in
smart dog cart. Lady Crandall an
swered his hail with flourish of her
whip, turned her horse off the road,
and brought her conveyance to stop
by the group of exiles. Hearty greet
ings passed around. The governors
wife showed her unaffected pleasure
at the meeting.
81 thought you wouldn't miss the
parade" she called down from her
high seat. "Only thing that moves on
the Rock-these daily reviews.
Brought Miss Gerson down here so
when she gets back to New York she
can say she's seen the defenders OF
Gibraltar, if not in action, at least
doing their hard training for 1t"
"Well, I don't mind tellin' you,"
Sherman began defantly. Il think the
national guard of Illynoy can run
circles around these Englishmen
when it comes to putin up show.
Now, Kitty, don't you try to drive
plug in your dads sentiments again;
Mrs. Crandal's all right-one Of u.s."
A shocked look from his daughter.
"Oh, there I go again, forgettin'. Lady
Crandall, mean. Excuse me, ma'am.'
Don't you dare APOLOGIZE the gov
errors wife playfully threatened Mr..
Sherman with her whip. II love the
sound Of good. old fashioned 'Missis.'
Just mageine-marr1ed five years,
and nobody has called me Mrs. Gran
dali until you did just now. We'd
ded, But Not a Missis'; wouldn't that
be a perfectly gorgeous title for
Laura Jean novel? Miss Gerson. let's
hop out and join these home folks;
they're my kind"
The bust of laughter that greeted
Lady Crandall's sally was not over
before she had leaped nimbly from
her high perch, Henry J. CALAMITY as
sisting. Jane followed, and the
coachman from his little bob seat in
the back drove the dog cart over the
road to wait his mistress pleasure.
The scattered blocks Of olive-gray on
the field had coalesced into a solid
regiment now, and the long double
rank Of men was sweeping forward