The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-08-31

W " nan INSTANT OF RELAXATION, SUCH NSTANTS
DURING HOURS Of WORK WERE FEW,
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ing a dance, one Of the many given
for officers. This was the beginning.
The attachment was mutual this time,
serious on both sides. The man soon
confessed-he was a married man. He
had been married three months be-
fore leaving America, and when he
married the girl he had thought that
he loved her. But with all the eX-
element and the dangers of war he
admitted that he had almost forgotten
her. When questioned as to the mys-
terry of so often changing his uniforms
he looked displeased, would not say a
word, and changed the subject.
The confession sobered the Red
Cross girl, and she began to see
whittier she was drifting. She was
good and conscientious. You must
not come to see me any more" she
announced after che had recovered
from the first shock. And what was
more, she began Systematically to
work on the sentiment of this man
to induce him to go back to America
, Whatever that may have cost her was
her hearts own secret. He went off
once more on one of his mysterious
expeditions, and soon after the war
was ended he came back, promising
| that If she would only consent to see
him while he was In Paris that he
would go back to America
II he hoped to gain time and break
| down her opposition he was mistaken
and in the end he went, at least he
! started He was gone, gone out of heI
| life, her tdyll shattered at its begin
ming. He was to write her one last
letter from his port of sailing.
But His wife Soon Died.
She was busy sorting her theatre
tickets one day, with her face bent
down over her desk facing the wall
when she received something like ar
electric shock. She turned round
| quickly, and there he was standing
leaning against his pillar again. He
made no effort to approach her or &c
| speak to her. She saw that his face
was twitching and drawn, and some
thing told her that he had been drink
! ing. a thing she had not known him
to do. She sat as If paralyzed. moi
! daring TO speak. She went on me-
chanically answering questions and
handing out tickets. Presently there
was lull; her counter was free. He
staggered over and dropped a cable
gram on her desk, and then without
speaking swiftly left the hotel.
She unfolded the crumpled blue
paper. His wife was dead. Grip! Fol
the mystery OF his many uniforms
apply to the American secret ser.
vii f1nx N1,n sr
The grip has played more parts il
this war than that ever assigned tC
him from the lower regions, from
which he doubtless came. At this mo.
ment crossing the Atlantic some OF
the Red Cross girls are carrying bach
the keepsakes of one Of their com,
rades who died of grip in one of the
hospitals here, remembrances for hel
mother.
! This death, because of the tragi,
circumstances surrounding 1t, has lef,
n deep impression on the minds OF
all the girls, who nevertheless hay,
been Injured TO death scenes durinI
this war. They cannot speak of 4
without trembling voices or tears IL
their eyes. She was beautiful, they
all say that-a big girl with a gloriou!
complexion and a disposition tina
made her beloved by all. She had {
love affair, they all knew this, on,
antedating her trip abroad. She wa!
in Paris, while he was stationed fl
England, but there was an unsur
mountable obstacle to their marriage
a veil which we will not lift.
When she was taken with the grlI
she was delirious from the very frs
day, and all she did was to rave abou
him, and about her letters which 70
some of those inscrutable war reason.
had not arrived. The doctors said sh,
could not live. Then the girls held ;
council. One of their number wen
out and sent her telegram as pur
porting to be from him. "Am we'll" /
ram have written, am coming soon.
What Mail Delays Could DO.
J She became radiant when she rea,
: that telegram. 1T is all right" sh
exclaimed, "Hammie has written, n
is coming. But 1t will be too late. Tel
him not to grieve. 1t Is all for tn