Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-02-08
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1--WE Both Need You.n

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~ DO not know how it is that l shall
find words in which to write down
the loneliness Of that %gouvcrneur
of Old Harpeth. He was not as
tall as my uncle. the General Robert,
and he a slender and 1.-the as some
wild thing in n forest. but the power in
the broadnesS Of his shoulders and in
the strength OF his hands was
of a greatness of which TO be frightened
that Is, l think. of which a man should
be frightened. but in which a womaA
would take much glory. His hair was
OF the furnished gold Of a sunset storm,
and upon his temples was Il curved
crest OF white that sparkled like the
spray Of a wave. All Of which l 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 a way which at dawn my eyes
have gaZed into the morning star ris-
ing near to me I'VE the little wood at
the Chateau de Gree.
ut is good that you have come, Rob
ert Carruthers, for the general and l
both need you" were the words l
heard him saying to me in q 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 if you say snails,
snails 1t shall be. il Cato and l have
to invade every rose garden in Hayes
vile and vicinity and stay up all night
to catch them"
81 think | shall choose that corn ponc
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
a laugh that answered the barefootcd
boy who suddenly looked at me out of
the cool eyes.
II thought l would let him have q
tryout with Kizzie before we decided
to feed the savages." also said my
uncle. the General Robert, with a
laugh. Besides. hos one himself. and
III have to go slow and tame him
gradually"
"No, he's ours. He's just come back
to his wv 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 1 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 fee
from the shells. leaving my father to
had come. l think my eyes did tell
that tale to his. and the tears ached
in my throat.
Il know, boy" he said softly, and
turned and presented me to the
Mr.. Clendenning, who was arranging
papers at a desk beside the window.
l do like with my whole heart that
funny Buzz Clendenning, who has the
reddest hair, the largest brown spec
kles Oh his face and the widest mouth
that | have ever beheld. Also, his
laugh is even wider than is his mouth.
and overflows the remainder of his
face in ripples of what is called grin.
He is not much taller than am I, 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 his hand on the
back Of the Mr.. Buzz Clendenning.
you don't have to fight it out. Your
fathers licked each other week about
for twenty years."
Cant l even ask him to take off
his coat once. general?" answered that
Mr.. Buzz with the grin all over bis
face and spreading to my c~ountenance
as he took my hand in his to admins
ter n 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 M white
that he held in his. and from it
my eyes that were looking into his
with the entire friendliness Of my
heart. Suddenly l had n 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 l had borne to
me an elder brother in the person OF
that Buzz Clendenning. and | now
know that can never lose him. even