Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-03-01
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wall that bordered the side of the
road "Now let me see just what did
happen to that arm which came be-
tween poor Timms' sharpened case
knife and my life. We are out Of sight
Of the prison now. 1t would have all
been up with Timms if that attack
upon me had been discovered. Your
pluck will have saved Timms, if he's
saved, as well as your governor. Here,
turn toward me and let me see that
arm" And as he spoke my Gouver-
neur Faulkner put his arm across my
shoulder and turned me toward him so
that he could put his right hand on
the sleeve of that cheviot bag in which
was a long slash from the knife and
which was now wet with my blood.
81 very much fear my beloved brown
cheviot, which 1 have worn only a few
times, is % dead, and how will 1 find
another for my need." l exclaimed
with a great alarm when 1 saw that
that knife had thus devastated my
good clothing, Of which l had not many
and for the procuring of which l was
many thousand miles from my good
friend and tailor in New York. If l
sought another suit in the city of
Hayesville might there not be dangers
of discoveries in the adjustment there
Of? is it not a veXation?" l asked as
the Gouverneur Faulkner attempted to
push back that murdered sleeve from
my forearm.
I'm the language of my friend Buzz.
you are one sport, Robert. Shell out
Of that coat Immediately. 1 want to
see just how much of a scratch that is,
and l can't get the sleeve up high
enough" commanded my Gouyerneur
Faulkner. The tone Of his voice was
the same he had used to me in COM
handing that l take his mail to his
nice lady s~tenographer. but his face
was very white, and his hand that he
laid upon the collar of my coat for as
sisting me to lay it aside trembled
with a great degree Of violence.
Indeed, my Gouverneur Faulkner.
it is but a scratch, and
Get out of hat coat"
But
"Off with that coat. Robert" he com
manded me. and before l could make
resistance my coat was almost COM
pletely off me by his aid. and 1 was
obliged to let it slip into his hands.
He laid it on the back of the seat be-
hind him. and with hands that were
as gentle as those of old Nannette
when dealing with one of my injuries
of q great number i'll childhood he roll
cd up the sleeve Of my nice white shirt
with the brown strip of coloring in ac-
cord with that beloved and regretted
cheviot and barred my forearm, which
was very strong and white, but which
also appeared to me to be dangerously
rounded for his gaze. l was glad that
arm WAS covered With a nice gore
which had come from the long slit.
but which had now we'll nigh ceased to
run from me SO that he could not OBJ
| serve that it was of such a feminine
mold.
Yes, just a deep scratch that l can
fix all right myself in my own bath
room when we get back to the man.
sion in time for dinner with the gen
eral. by 7:3O. 1 hope" said my beloved
gouverneur as he helped me again to
assume the ruined garment of cheviot.
II was born in the mountains Of the
state Of Harpeth, boy, where when
II sheds his blood for the life Of an
other that other is said to be under
bond to his rescuer, and that G a
tie closer than the ordinary m of
brother by birth. | acknowledge the
bond to you for all time, little brother.
Now drive on quickly to the mansion
before we are in danger of being late
for dinner with the general. 1t will
take me some few minutes to get you
out Of that shirt and into your dinner
coat. III send for it. md you can
dress with me-"
"Oh. nc my beloved Gouverneur
Faulkner! 1 must go Immediately to
home and there make myself presenta-
BILE for a dinner that my Buzz has ar
ranged for me. That nice black lady,
Kizzie. will with Joy attend on this
scratch upon my ARM" I exclaimed,
with great alarm for fear that that
very strong grind of my gouverneur
would comm4hd me to make my toilet
in his company in the mansion. please
do not command me that I shall not
so do"
"Of course, youngster, go to your
frolic with the rest Of the babes and
s%ucklings. only remember that I al
ways like to have you with me. but
nev command you when it is not
your pleasure" answered that Gouver-
neur Faulkner to me. with g%entleness.
1T Is always my pleasure to be with
you, my gouverneur. and l do like that
you command me-" | said to him in
answer to that gentleness that had
something of a sad longing in it.
"And may / not return Immediately
after that supper to that club Of Old
Hickory for conversation with you and
my uncle, the General Roberto" l ask
ed, with eagerness.