The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1923-11-16

| pocket, and, sure enough, 1t was a
pass. 1t bore the governors neces-
sary signature, and 1t was made out
to Mrs. Edward Blake. When she
looked up at him, the young man OBJ
served that the girls gray eyes
seemed suddenly black. "Why isn't
she-this Mrs. Blake-going?
'Her son died before she could
start"
"Oh, the poor woman! Don't
you think it seems a pity to waste it?'
He looked bewildered at this direct
attack, so she added smoothly, "Of
course know that the governor would
give me one-he is great friend Of
my uncle's, you see-but 1 can't bear
to delay. There's going to be
this battle. 1 want to get
there before It's fought. 1
want to find some one.t If could only
have this pass!"
at wouldn't do you any good. 1t
isn't made out to you"
would anyone know that?"
at wouldn't be right" the young
clergyman said firmly, but a wave Of
color swept from his Unfortunately low
collar to his blond hair
81 suppose not" Ann dropped again,
hopelessly.
Il wish I could give 1t to you"
She turned pleadingly to him, and
she laid one beseeching hand upon his
arm. "Oh, do give it to mel If you
will. can start for Baltimore at once
Please let me have it-please!"
He looked at the slender white fin
gers irresolutely. Somehow, his was
not an arm upon which beautiful
young women often leaned, and he
burned to be worthy of this appeal.
Ann swept her gray eyes up to his.
''You will, won't you?" she said con-
fidently. She held out her other hand,
trustfully
Her evident dependence was too
much for him. He put the folded
paper in her outstretched fingers, and
tingled with a delightful feeling of
wickedness. "Of course" he said vir-
tuously, 81 shouldn't let you have It,
if it were not a case of life and
death!"
mo, of course not. I can
never thank you-but I'll never for
| get you'll Come on down with
me, and help me find my cab"
AS she took her seat in the train,
Ann observed that there were fewer
women travelling that day; the car
was filled for the most part with SOL
diers. They were interested in her,
that was quite evident; for she never
looked up without meeting a pair of
smiling boyiSh eyes, but she was dis
posed to be discreetly shy with them,
and she struck up a protective ac-
quaintance with a grizzled major who
was returning to his regiment with
one empty sleeve.
| She consulted him about her prob
able destination. "Where do you think
the Army of the Potomac is?" she de-
manded.
II am ordered to Frederick City, as
the nearest railroad point. I should
try to go there, if I were you It's
your best chance for information. You
might even run into the Fifty-Fifth
No one knows. You'll have to spend
the night in Baltimore"
"The night!' Ann echoed, with
sinking heart. Nights on trains were
all very we'll, but nights in strange
cities were more than she had bar
gained for. 'I-don't know anyone
there" she faltered childishly.
The major frowned. 81 do" he
said at length. 81 think the woman
who runs the Eutaw house would re-
member me. was taken there when
I lost my arm, and she was very good
to me. She'll look after you, I am
sure. I'll take you to her."
ooh, thank you'll" murmured Ann.
How would the world revolve she
wondered, if it were not for kindly
men?
The hostess Of the Eutaw house
welcomed Ann ENORMOUSLY. Take you
INF" she said doubtfully. "Well,