The Washington herald., 1919-12-04
Generals June, July. and Aurus

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"Oh yes!" The artilleryman nodded
his understanding. There's no end
OF yellow-jack among the Spaniards.
Speaking of that. what do you think
, Of Miss Evans work In the field hos
pitals?"
Judson shifted his weight so that
his eyes could rest upon a white tent
which showed through the greenery
at a distance; 1t was the one tent in
all the encampment. and IL had been
erected that very morning TO shelter
Norine Evans. but just arrived from
headquarters in the cubitas hills. The
captains lids were half closed: his
heavy. homely face was softened by
| peculiar rapt expression. He did
not seem to expect an answer to his
question.
Il don't think much of it," o'Reilly
| confessed.
"You don't" Judson brought him.
| self back to earth with a start.
''Humph! Well. i think it's perfect
ly wonderful. think she's the most
wonderful woman. and" His voice
/ died out; he turned once more in the
| direction OF the tent.
O'Reilly smiled. understanding now
| the reason for his companions reck-
/ less. almost frenzied Use Of soap and
| water that morning. and his cheerful
stoicism in the hands OF a volunteer
| barber more accustomed to the uses
] of a machete than a razor.
Evidently Judson had fallen. too
\ along with Major Ramos, and Col
Lopez. and Leslie Branch. and all the
rest. Well. II was to be expected
Before he had been a week in Cuba
| O'Reilly had noticed that Miss Evans
was a mystery and a delight to near1y
every man she met.
so you've got it, eh?'' he inquired
Got what?" Judson did not turn
his eyes.
TT? II you can't talk English, tall
Spanish"
O'Reilly was not perturbed by this
gruffness. 81 think her presence her
Is the silliest. the most scandalou,
thing I ever heard Of" said he. The
| idea of a girl of her accomplishments
her means. alone in Cuba! Why. it''
f, criminal
| Judson's gunny-sacking hammock
bulged beneath him. II threatened tC
\ give way as he sat up with a jerr
and swung his bare legs over the side
His face was dark; he was scowlins
his chin was pugnaciously outthrust
and his voice rumbled as he exclaim
! ed:
The deuce II is, Say / don't like
| the way you talk about that girl"
You don't. eh?" O'Reilly eyed hun
quizzically. Would you care to have
your sister do what she's doing? %
That's not the point. You cam,
1 har nrdfna
well. this isn't an ordinary en-.
vironment for woman. no mattel
who she is. These Cubans are bounC
to talk about her
Are they" Judson glared at th'
| speaker. I'D like to hear 'em. II
like to see somebody get fresh. Why
ssy."-he clenched his powerful hand
! I'D I'LL their hospitals until they
bulged.'' After a moment he con
tinued: II s'pose it's natural for yol
to worry, since you're responsible fol
her being here. in a way. but
| His tone changed. he relaxed and la,
| back in his hammock 'Oh. well
you're about the only man 1 cam
hate"
Jealous. are you? I didn't know
you We're in so deep"
The other shook his head. ''Oh. I'm
daffy. D'you think she'd have me p
| Not chance"
| Hey? Why not? I'm a good Bis
husky-Tll get a government job wher
the war is over. and
| That's just the trouble She'll fal
for some poor. sickly unfortunate
with one leg. She's the sort that hai
TO have something to mother Lord
Id give a good deal TO see her safel,
| back in New York.
/ Judson. it seemed. had better un
| derstanding of artillery than o
women; he pondered O'Reilly's state
| ment seriously. and his face clouded
Some sickly fellow. Some fellow