Grainger County news. (Rutledge, Tenn.) 1917-current, 1920-05-12

truth IN It. and one of the steps of
his many-Sidod progress carefully
omitted--a name had really been AS
sumed, and had endured from the date
Of enlistment 10 the date of discharge.
Ii was the individuals recorded name
In the army and at NeuilIy-and II
wasn't Morgan and II wasn't billiard
and II wasn't Dutout. No one here
knew II, or ever would know II; even
Harmon didn't know it; II was the
first sobriquet of Il shcll-t0rn indivd-
ual who had been taken To Neuilly,
and had been made whole again. No
one at Neuilly had ever set eyes on
Dicky MOrgan'S real face! But GER
tain man named DutOut had been dec
GRATED and died, and that could he
proved-was proved. billiard had
borrowed DutOut's name In perfect
safety; and the trail was cold. And
here was fourth man, Hilllard-tO
take his word for it--and the world is
larger than the curiosity of sincere
people to encompass.
No--if a Neuily surgeon ever told
as one Of the mysterious chapters Of
the war what had happened to a GER
tain gloomy individual that summer,
he name would suggest nothing And
us far as checking up the visits Of
n mythical billiard to 4 very Zeal Du-
tout was concerned, VINO would pro
fess to remember? The testimony Of
any single witness would be inmate
rial.
The voice of Carol Durant was echo
:ng in billiards. ears. and HiIliard
yielding To n tidal wave of reckless
ness, and Of swelling anger Mt imagi-
nary wrongs. looked squarely into
Carols eyes, and spoke with winning
urgency.
Yes" he said. 81 have news of
Morgan. In fact, I'm here in Syracuse
solely because have it. I've just
been telling Mr.. Cullen--and Miss Cul-
len-that was with him when he
died"
She didn't speak, mt first; she mere
| ly looked at billiard and grew very
white, and her lips quivered. Pres
emily she swayed little, and reached
out with her hand toward the back
of a convenient chair. Armstrong
stepped toward her, and Angela Cul-
len slipped an arm around her waist.
| arr H. ,n,n,to.l
and her tone was not yet free from a
certain !ncrcdulity, as though the fact
were of itself Impossible, and the
statement Of it subject to discussion.
yes, Miss Dgrant."
she moistenei her lips; her eyes
we're very bright, unnaturally bright
50 that billiard was fascinated, and
APPALLED,.
! @iou You know thntS" she
asked, again with that queer htlexi6n
of amazed doubt.
s"Ycs, ] know it,
The others were Standing as stat
ues; Mr.. Cullen, Enatching ut the first
idea Of consolation to present. itself
fumbltd for bis daughters other hand
which stiu retained the trophy bet
ter man had won.
Here's what they gave him, carol
Look, The CroiX de Guerre! Don
let's think of anything but what h
r.. lets be proud of him! L"
ooh, yes" she said ihertIN and tool
the cross in her palm. She droppc
her ewes for momcnt. then raise
them to the lrvci Of filliard'S. "Didn
he send some word to me?"
NO" billiards. nod was very nil
isterial. NO, I'm sorry, but
Hcr eyebrows lifted, and her no!
, trils dilated the mereSt tritlc. liz
breath was coming more rapidly now
she WAS nearing the breaking puil
: Of her resistance. and all of thel
N!Few it. The moment was ngonzedl
prolonged. billiard, gazing without
quaver at the girl he had thought i
i. loved beyond all else in this world ,
he next. WIS singuInrly relaxed {
a he observed her symptoms. She In
! really cared, then 81 mut
, the greater pity that she hadn't kcI
, him caring as she might.
| "Can that be poS>ihlcY' she sal
hardly above II whisper.
I'm Sorry-hut-"
IL,
be true She gave long, 1remuol
breath, and looked about her. hal
lazcd and haIf-pcrccptive. Her eye
9 strayed back to billiard, "TeI II
about it. "<>llc said, almost inaudihl
: "Carol dear" Angela was stmula
, ed to active sympathy, "Sit down
= please. Oh, Mr.. Hiliard"
"No-yeS, III sit down
Her eyes seemed magneti2rd to Iii
T. liard's. "Only want to heart wal
to hear"
Tell her from tire beginning" Sa
Cullen, mopping his forehead. G
!, a glass of water anythil
else, tarol?'
She shook her head. Tell Inc :" 81
i said. Il want to know"
= So that billiard. inSpiritcd by Il
, realization that he was under the pr
" tectOrate of the shadows, ard gathe
Ing fresh assurance with every So
" trnce. went through that tragic ma
>, rdive Il second time. And as he To
" the tale of Dicky Morgan, he W;
" grNntIN rn~ulfGd by The Sllrrr of nicl