Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1917-07-27

us SOdlS, Until III COMES beueThl OTdu-
dali, followed by this Woodhouse chap.
Excuse me. people, for causin' you
this little Inconvenience the general
says. Major Bishop has taken his
orders too literal. If you'll 60 back to
your rooms and finish dressin I'll have
the army bus down here to take you
to the quay. The Hotel Splendide's
accommodations have been slightly
d~isarranged By the arrest of its worthy
proprietor. So back we 60, andy
cricky, mother, here comes the general
and Mrs. Crandall nowr'
Henry ]. broke through the ring of
passengers and, with a waving of his
hat, rushed to the curb. A limousine
bearing the governor, his lady and
Jane Gerson and with two bulky
hampers strapped to the baggage rack
behind was just drawing up.
why. of course we're down here to
see you off and bid you godspeed to
little old Kewaneew Lady Crandall
was quick to anticipate the Shermans
greetings. General Crandall, beaming
i~ndulgently on the group of home
goers, had a hand for each.
Eyes, yes he exclaimed, after ar
resting you at 3 o'clock we're here
to give you a clean ticket at 8.
Couldn't do more than that-what?
Regrettable occurrence and all that,
but give you something to tell the
stay at homes about when you get
back to-ah"-
"Kewanee, Illynoy, general" Sher-
man was quick TO supply. mo town
like it this side the pearly gates"
mo doubt Of 1t, Sherman Crandall
heartily agreed. "A quiet place, III
wager. Think I'd relish a touch of
your Kewanee after-ah-life on Gil
braltar."
Jane Gerson. who had been standing
in the car, anxiously scanning the
milling crowd about the landing stage,
caught sight of a white helmet and
khaki clad shoulders pushing through
the nearer fringes Of travellers. She
slipped out of tine limousine unseen
and waited for the white helmet to be
doffed before her.
Il was afraid maybe the girl be
gan, her cheeks suddenly flaming.
Afraid that after all 1t wasn'ttrue?"
the mar she had found in wars vortex
finished. his gray eyes compelling hers
to tell him their whole message.
afraid that Captain Cavendish might
be as vile a d~eceiver as Woodhouse?
Does Cavendish have to prove himself
all over again, little grip
mo, mol" Her hands futtered into
his, and her lips We're parted in a smile.
Its Captain Woodhouse [ want to
know always-the man whose pledged
word hold to-"
at must have been hard he muir
Injured. But you were splendid
splendid!'
mo, | was not" Tears came to dim
her eyes. an6 the hands he held trem-
bled. 'Once-in one terrible moment
this morning-when Jaimihr told US
you were going to the signal tower
when we waited-waited to hear that
awful noise-my faith failed me. 1
thought you'E
Forget that moment, Jane, DEAREST
A saint would have denied faith then
They were silent for a minute, their
hearts quailing before the imminent
separation. He spoke:
Go back to the States now; go back
and show this Hildebrand person
you're a wonder-a prize. Show him
what I've known more and more sure
ly every moment since that meeting in
Calais. But give him fair warning.
He's going to lose you"
lose mel" she echoed.
Inevitably. Listen, GIRL In a year
my term of service is up, and If the
wars over l shall leave the army, come