The Palatka news and advertiser. [volume] (Palatka, Fla.) 1908-19??, 1916-08-11

variably reply, The Tar Heel can't
understand word we say
"The little signs l would hear from
her every now and then told me as
plainly as if l had seen it that the
good looking rascal was holding her
hand or had his arm around her
waist, or more likely both. l was a
youngster then, and had pretty ac-
curate idea Of how the fight was pro-
crossing, or ought to progress, about
this time, although l could not see it.
/ "The battle had been raging an
hour; it was getting late, and l had
to get back in time for dress-parade,
for old Mars Dan,' as we called our
colonel, drew us out every evening,
and gave little admonitory cough
"a sign for them to break away, so
to speak. Then there was a little
rustic behind the vines that indicat-
ed change of positions, a stiffness
for an instant, then a sound-an in
describable sound-I won't say it was
kiss, because | didn't see it, but |
will say | have seen people kiss and
make identically the same noise. Di-
rectly the sweet, rosy, innocent-look-
ing face Of the little hostess peered
from behind the vines, and, advancing
towards me with the prettiest little
air Of assumed establishment, she
said, Are you through already? ct
had been an hour.) l hope you en-
ioyed your dinner
81 ought to then and there have
thanked her and left, and probably
would have done so had not the hand
some lover stepped out just then,
looking little hot but as happy as
lark. At the sight of his bright, tri-
umphant face a low mean spirit of re-
venge possessed me, and an imp of
Satan suggested that l give them a
parting shot. So, lifting my old gray
cap and looking straight into her big
brown eyes, | began to thank her in
my best French. I had gotten as
far as, Ma chere Mademoiselle VOLS
m avez donne' when she seemed
transfxed.
"For a moment she stared at me
wildly, for an instant the blood left
her face, then surged back in a great
crimson tide to the very tips of her
ears, and, giving a sharp scream, she
whirled and ran. For an instant,
Just for an instant, there flashed
through the doorway the ruffes of a
white skirt in which twinkled a pair
of pretty ankles and little slippers.
The next instant l heard her tearing
up the hall stairs as if a squadron of
cavalry was after her. l then turn ,
ed to the officer, who was staring at
me in speeches. establishment. /
'Who-who-who in the devil are
you, sir, and where did you learn .
French?' he asked, too astonished to
keep up that language. only Tar
Heel, Captain l replied, and a pri-
vate besides, but since you'uns jined
we'uns on the Peninsula, we'uns are
learning to talk like you'uns. Good
uck to you,' and I lit out for camp"
"And the girl, the beautiful girl,
Uncle, what became of herr" said the
ad.
"My boy when you have lived as
ong as | have you will learn that
a woman-why, she is
simply the sweetest mystery on earth
when it comes to question of the
leart. Now that girl, few months
fterwards, when General McClelland,
t the head of the Federal army, had
aiken possession of the Peninsula, fell
n love with an officer in a New York
egiment He was a good-looking
'oung fellow, gentleman, and it was
othing but natural that they should {
ike one another, but by lingo, after
e got one leg shot off at Antietam
he actually married him. Oh, there
5 no accounting for a woman"
"But the officer, Uncle, what be-
anne of the officer of Dreux's battal-
IN? Did he live through the WARP"
sked the girls. $
"Well, yes, to tell you the truth, !
~ children, man, | mean some !
len don't think l am one of that :
ind) are just as unreliable as wo- :
ian, perhaps little more so, when
comes to question of love. It
as only a year or two after the war c
lat a little blue-eyed, fiaxen-haired
lrl from Boston went down to New d
rleans to Mardi Gras. This Zouave il
zap saw her, she saw him. didn't see f
uch when she saw him either, for he
oked more like a candidate for
'ftin that anything else, but he fol- c
wed her home and married her. I o
mt know whether he courted her in V
rench or not, and they tell me he is b
und as mint dollar today, and is II
on Wall Street. But run
and tell your Aunt to send out r
e decanter, couple of glasses, a lit y
mint and sugar. and another pipe, "
r see old Tom Wilson, who belong v
to the Fifty-frst PENNSYLVANIA, W
nping up the lawn. k
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