Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1917-01-11
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1--WE Both Need Your

I'VE Both Need Your
- DO not know how 1t is that shal
find words In which to write dow
the loneliness of that gouverneu
of Old Harpeth. He was not at
tall as my uncle, the General Robert
and he was slender and 1.-the as som,
wild thing In forest, but the power ii
the broadness of his shoulders and II
the strength of his nervous hands was
Of greatness of which to be frightened
that IS think, Of which man SHOULD
be frightened but In which woman
of the furnished gold of sunset storm
and upon his temples was curved
crest Of white that sparkled like the
spray of wave. All of which | must
have seen with some kind of inward
eyes, for from the moment my eyes
lifted themselves from contemplating
the carpet In embarrassment over my
tweed trousers they were looking into
his In way which at dawn my eyes
have gazed into the morning star ris-
ing near to me over the little wood at
the Chateau de Gree.
1T is good that you have come, Rob
ert Carruthers for the general and
both need you" were the words |
heard him saying to me In voice that
was as deep and of as much interest as
the eyes, and as he spoke those words
he took one of my hands in both Of his
strong ones. And IL you say snalls,
snails 1t shall be. If Cato and | have
20 invade every rose garden in Hayes
vile and vicinity and stay up all night
20 catch them
II think shall choose that corn pone
and whisky that my uncle, the General
Robert, has promised to me from one
bad tempered cook at the time OF my
luncheon" found myself saying with
q laugh that answered the barefooted
boy who suddenly looked at me out OF
abe cool eyes.
1 81 thought would let him have n
tfyout with Kizzie before we decided
to feed the savages," also said my
uncle, the General Robert, with
laugh. Besides. he's one himself, and
Ill have to go slow and tame him
gradually"
"No, he's ours He's just come back
TO his own from a strange land, gen
eral, and you'll kill the fatted calf or
rooster. whichever Kizzie decides,
with Joy at getting him" And this
time the star eyes gave to me the
quick sympathy for which had pray
ed before the Virgin with the infant In
her arms In the little chapel of the old
convent just before we had to flee
from the shells, leaving my father to
the sisters to bury after the enemy
had come. think my eyes did tell
that tale to his. and the tears ached
in my throat.
81 know, boy" he said softly. and
then turned and presented me to the
Mr. Clendenning, who was arranging
papers at desk beside the window.
do like with my whole heart that
funny Buzz Clendennlng. who has the
reddest hair, the largest brown spec
kles on his face and the widest mouth
that have ever beheld. Also. his
laugh is even wider than is his mouth,
and overnows the remainder of his |
face in ripples OF what Is called grin,
He is not much taller than am l, but
of much more powerful build. as is
natural, though he did not at that mo-
ment recognize the reason thereof.
'Shake hands. boys. Don't stand |
looking at each other like young pup /
pies" said my uncle, the General Rob
ert. as he clapped bis hand on the
back of the Mr. Buzz Clendenning. I
-You don't have to fight ii out Your
fathers licked each other week about
for twenty years"
Cant l even ask him to take of
his coat once, generalT' answered that
Mr.. Buzz with the grin all over bis
face and spreading TO my countenance
as he took my hand in his to admins
ter one OF those shakes Of which |
had had so many since my arrival in
America. For a second he looked star
tied and glanced down at my white
hand that he held in his, and from It
TO my eyes that were looking into his
with the entire friendllness OF my
heart. Suddenly I had a great fright
Of discovery within me, and my knees
began to again tremble together for
their skirts, but before that fright had
reached my eyes quite bad borne to
me an elder brother in the person Of
hat Buzz Clendenning, and now
snow that can never lose him. even
nhen y. knnr.s tl.af y ~. -