Indianapolis Journal, Volume 52, Number 340, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 December 1902 — Page 7

TÜR INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 6, 1902.

; THE IRON BRIGADE 1 pjil Copyright. 10J2. by i . fj. V. Dillingham 1 A STORY Of THE ARMY OF THE POTOMAC company

CHAPTER XXVIII. SURRENDER. Tho fever that followed the serious Tvound3 received by Major Lounsberry was In itself sufficient to end the earthly career cf even a strenger man. Two days after Uenton found him that fever was gone, but F'j was the last atom of his strength. Those twe days he tossed hi delirium, watched by ne unhappy, but devoted girl and that faithful old mammy, and visited at such Intervals as her own falling strength would permit by his heart-broken mother. Word f his peril had reached Charlottesville toon after the sharp fight at Snicker's Gap. Early's retreating force had striven to tring hira' along; but, between tho torment caused him by the jolting of the ambulance and the persistent attacks of Union cavalry, they had had to leave him by the way. Mrs. Lounsberry and the venerable .rector of their church started within six hours of the receipt of the news, by which time all Charlottesville had heard of it, and almost the first to come to the stricken mother was the girl her son had wronged. A strange meeting was that, and stranger still was one but half an hour later when Rosalie Clsilton appeared, and two Virginia tdrls who had not exchanged a word since the first days of the war, and neither of whom had teen a visitor at the' Lounsbcrrys fcr many a moon, burled their differences with that sorrow-laden mother, and set their own quarrel aside that they might be of service to her and to a soldier of the South in the hour of such affliction. Moreover it was in Dr. Chilton's old carriage, with Dr. Chilton's old horses and driven by Black Dan, that the journey to tho distant front was made. This was no time to speak of the cruel things said by the I.ounsberrys of Dr. Chilton and Rosalie after Denton's escape. The grave had closed over the proud. Impetuous head of that now doubly bereaved household. Ill fortune had followed the father's death, and much of his little estate had been sold under the hammer. Small comfort had the handsome prodigal proved himself at that or any other time, but much had ho promised as the result of his approaching marriage. There had been a memorable interview between the mother and that wronged and trusting girl when at last Maud Pelham's forebodings were realized. There had In fact been a violent scene, for Mrs. Lounsberry had sought to shield her eon and at Maud's expense. But that, too, was all Ignored now. The other engagement had been broken summarily two weeks after Yellow Tavern, for one of Wade Hampton's staff, sent home wounded, had told at Charleston how Floyd Pelham had struck Lounsberry and why. There had been weeks in which Maud Pelham would have met Lounsberry only with scorn and contempt, but that was before his comrades sent him to Coventry, and never again after news of his serious wound. Though all Charlottesville knew that he had been false to her, ehe went to his mother the instant she heard the tidings, and with her on the anxious Journey that followed. They were searching the Impoverished little village under the heights, hoping somewhere to find ice to allay that burning fever, when the sight of blue-Jacket cavalry cent them back and Benton followed. They, who over and again had forgotten and forgiven the sins of the 'stricken man, were amazed when, early next morning, a federal officer drove over from the distant camps beyond the foaming Shenandoah and unloaded at their humble doorway, not the expected and hated guards, but a box of ice, packed in sawdusL and certain supplies from the commissariat. Then, while a brace of soldiers were attending to these, a gifted young physician on Sheridan's etaff waa gravely studying the tossing patient. Nor did charity end here but details are unnecessary. The mother accepted all with wondering and tearful gratitude, and almost hopeless girl with humbled and Borrowing spirit, and even the doomed soldier himself, when consciousness returned, was too weak to resent or to refuse, and to childlike and broken that be could only bury his haggard face In the poor mother's breast and sob out the story of his shame and contrition. It was through Sheridan's lines and Benton's help they bore him away to his last resting plaee when the solemn struggle was over. It was at Charlottesville again that Maud Pelham and Rosalie met beside the grave, and that later, on her knees, her face burled in the lap of the once Imperious queen, a poor humbled, heartbroken girl sobbed out in turn her own sad Btory and Lounsberry's confession, - little dreaming that it would send still another to her knees, praying not alone for mercy for the repentant dead, not alone for the rescue, the safety, of a beloved brother, tut even for heaven's blessing on an enemy to Virginia and the sacred cause the soldier she had so cruelly wronged. "He's rast prayin for. bedad!" said the captain of the Montgomerys, of Benton, about this time the captain and most of his men being at home on veteran furlough. "Ould Stanton's got the devil's own grudge agin him for turnhY up in time to spoil a hangln' all on account av La due that's dead." It was hardly a felicitous, yet surely a concise way of settling the story. At no time during his Incumbency was the great war secretary in so evil a mood as during that summer of 'CI. Grant and Sherman had both pushed southward in Che face of furious fighting, yet gold had soared to liights hitherto unknown so had the list of casualties and a great political party, having pronounced the war a failure, set perhaps tho greatest failure of the war at the head of their ticket and started a campaign to down the President beloved of 'the people. Then the conduct of affairs in the field had slipped from Stanton's hands. A greater than Halleck or he was now in calm, masterful Imperturbable control, while the head of the De partment of War had perforce to be con tent with managing matters at the rear, where, it must be owned, enemies were al most as active as over the line. Many a military head ne nit mat summer and fall summarily dismissing even regulars with out the form of a trial sometimes Imprisoning "suspecta" without sign of a warrant, sometimes sending whole families into exile, and at all times being as overcharged with explosive shock as a bulging thundercloud sailing in search of object at which to launch a bolt. The Illimitable humor and patience of the President, coupled with the unalterablo conviction of the secretary himself that ruin would follow were he to resign, stood between the latter and open rupture with his incomparable chief. He would have hanged Jack Chilton before the nd of the August moon if it had not been for Li.icoln'c restraining hand. Proof? What more proof was wanting? Had he r.qt a second time ana Dotn times in ais truteo vifited notorious Southern sympa tiilzr within our lines? Was not the note book found in his possession filled with memoranda, sketches, 'etc.. of our field work rvnd forces in Maryland? What if h did say he never penciled a line of them? Anybody would say that! Tho President. ld he. wft3 "soft-hearted as a summer njuafch in September." Tho President wanted to see younjg Benton again, did ho? What wit thl story about Benton's aprealinrr to Sheridan for safe conduct through the lines for rebel families with rebvl dead? Stanton was quite in the mood to cniry out his threat of "breaking" Benton thtn and there, but rather ruefully was be rrailziug that he would have to take back another order, dismissing summarily m most gallant young regular, and Stanton

hated to take back anything, right or wrong. However, he refused to order Benton to Washington, saying that a battle was Imminent, that Sheridan needed every marr of his staff, and meekly the President succumbed till the tight was over and then it was Sheridan, not Stanton, who sent in our aid-de-camp, with hearty praise for his pluck and a shot through the shoulder. Winchester settled the matter for good and

all. The President shook the other hand of the tall, bearded Badger and offered him two weeks' leave and a chance to go home until his arm was out of the sling. Benton begged instead for a chance to see Chilton, and the charges against him. and that very day drove Stanton to the verge of apoplexy, for when shown the fatal note-book he said he knew it well and could swear it was all the work of Paul Laduo and not that of Jack Chilton. Benton could not lift the gate of Lafayette, whither poor Jack had been sent, but he shattered all chance of their liftin? the prisoner at the loop f a rope, and this news, too. went by devious, but fctlll speedy ways to Charlottesville, where again, on her knees, by her father's bedside, with her arras about that father's neck. Rosalie Chilton thanked God for His mercies, and then found it harder than ever to begin the letter she had long meant to write to Klinor Benton, even though now the sending of it might bo impossible. One more ride had Bentou near the Iron Brigade, after long months of separation from them.' after many and many a clay and night in saddle, mud and rain, in sleet and snow, up the Shenandoah, down the James river canal, around Richmond, and then, amidst volleys of chaff and catcalls, around the rear of the entrenched Array of the Potomac and out into the dripping woods about Dinwiddle. One vehement, relentless, resistless day and night ride there followed, alons," a tormented flank, and then, that soft, sunshiny April morn ing, alter weeks of gloom and rain, the curtaining cavalry drew aside, revealing to the now hopeless cye3 of the great Confederate leader the barrier ranks of the Fifth Corns the Iron Brizade in their midst. And then, the historic surrender ended, while the blue columns tramped elsurely northward past the scenes of heir fiercest endeavor, one command, folowlng the line of the old Virginia Central. found itself, late in April, marching sturdiy into LfOrdonsville. Ions t me the abidinz place of grim, unrepentant old wardosr l.well and their veteran antagonists of Jackson's famous corps. Some of these leuows. in worn gray uniforms, were at tne station even now, two of them shaking nanus wun a tall staff officer in him "Wo hopeil to have Jack here by this time, major." said Winston. "J lis release was ordered soon as General Grant got back to Washington, but he had to stay because vi oilier matters," and a flush of deep embarrassment burned on the Southerners cheek. Even then they could not without grief and shame refer to the great tragedy that stilled even the joy of dawning peace and hushed forever the voice of him who. inauce toward none, had never failed in boundless charity for all. Jack, though given his liberty, found himself still in need of War Department clearance papers that. In all the horror of those mid-April days and the excitement of the chase for fugitives, were possibly inadvertentlv withheld. And so it happened that, with other sorrow-stricken Virginians, he was still under detention at Washington, while every nook of the river counties was being searched, and that it should be his lot to encounter still further annoj-. A steamer irom ciown tne Potomac brought in three wounded men. victims of n nncihiv a.. fin able affray between a searching party and certain fisher people whose huts and sheds u oeen too suddenly visited in the darkness that precedes the dawn. Shots had been exchanged, due. it was claimed, to the confusion and excitement: but the tall, lank, woe-beg-one civilian who guided the party and got three serious wounds as his . rtej tne casualtles, swore he had been singled out for vengeance because he had been the means of breaking up more than one well-planned escape of Confederate prisoners, it was Jennings, and Jonnin before breathing- his last wtsheri t Captain Chilton, who swallowed h's repugnance and went; for. in common with most or his people, he believed the stricken man a . two-faced spy and the seller of informationwhich ho probably was. yet hoped to nlfttf tilt A HH - A A I m. . ' r " "s eiriie ui me lasi and induce Chilton now to believe it was the dead and defenseless Lounsberry that threw the cavalry on Ladue that night below Mathias It was Southern lead, however, that ended Jennings's career, and he. at least, had l-YfV .C0U,d-. never havc set foot again on irglnla soil. These things thev told TVerf rontnn AV,r,n cveninS or the way up to Char it , ?ne RUn was Enking behind the Ragged Mountains, and tho i)inn. bank full, came rushing and foaming down iiotu me ueauuiui uiue Bldge. Thev led him from tho wreck of a railwav. through bowered streets, to the gate of an old Virginia homestead, where leafy trees clung thick and protecting about the portico and the widespreading eaves. There uiebe iwo war-trainea young cavaliers, still wearing the!r uniforms of gray, left him i'iT a oner nour, and went their wav to answer many a ouestion. riouhrio the lips of loved ones, not so entirely absorbed in their own. bliss as to feel no interest in the possibilities of another affair. Every girl in Charlottesville hari t least one lover in the war. Some had manv more than one. Some, alas, had lost the only one. Was It like that Queen Rosalie should care for none? Queen Rosalie ?he was again In the hearts of manv of her old coterie, but imperious, wilful, domineer ing no longer cnanged to one and all. as all could see. The trees and shrubbery wer rlniHnowith a riot of melody as Benton snftKclosed the gate behind him and stood a moment, waning tor his heart to cease the violence of its throbbing. Bluebirds, wrens and orioles were piping In final frolic before the close of day. The hedge rows and the lofty boughs alike seemed thrilling with life and ecstacy and song. Only the old white mansion was still. The broad doorway to the lower hall stood invitingly open. An easy chair, cushioned, stood close beside It, and other chairs, with a footstool or hassock, an old gray traveling shawl and a book or two were scattered about. A venerable horse, wheezy and sedate, was cropping the grass and switching at trnats under the blossoming fruit trees on the southward side. The locusts drooped over the old fence along the cross street, where that feathered, drab felt hat first caught Benton's weary eyes. Hut on this lovely, breathless evening no human form appeared, no human voice was heard in concert with the vesper hymn of the myriad song?ers of the air. Purposely had Benton given no hint of his coming. Indeed, to whom should he send word? Why should he send to anyone? Why, indeed, should he have come at all? Three years before, thl3 very month, he had escaped in the darkness of midnight from these surroundings, and it was Bosalie who pointed the way. Two years before, this very month, she had driven him forth from, her presence or turned from him In a fury of disdain, with insult on her lips, with wrath and contempt in her Mashing eyes. Surely, encouragement he had none: yet the moment military duty would permit here again he stood the knight, the champion, the lover she had spurned and never again even by faintest sign had summoned. He wished her not to know of his coming. Men who deeply love and deeply long for answering symptom throw to the winds their every chance in coming heralded, for the fondest woman, gien time and warning, is a consummate dissembler. The warmest heart will coat itself with ice impenetrable. No. he meant to take her by surprise as completely as Gordon's fellows had amazed the men of the Eighth Corps that dark dwn under the shadows of old Massanutten. and only to Winston at Richmond had he spoken of the possibility of his stopping over a day at Charlottesville. Half a dozen girls, however, knew of the presence of the Invader before Rosalie Chilton, but none learned it in just such a way. A few minutes Benton stood there in silent reconnoissance. He might have seized the old-fashioned brass knocker at the door and brought somebody in answer to tho summons, but that would have spoiled the surprise. He bethought him of that old arbor in the garden and wondered If ho could pass the windows and the kitchen without attracting notice. Then looking about him and drawing closer to the shelter of the vine-shaded portico he saw that the placidly grazing horse had uplifted his venerable head nd with ears on end was regarding evidently some approaching object; then with low and welcoming whinney moved slowly through the fruit trees as though to meet some one still beyond the field of tho soldier's vision. Then it was that Benton for the first time realized that this was old Pyramus. the horse that three years before had safely borne him through the woods and byroads to the mountain cabin, thence on to the gaps of the Blue Ridge, on from Rlvanna to the Rapidan and again to Burklands and the final rescue north of Brlstoe, only to be turned loose and abandoned to the pursuing gray coats when poor Hector sank exhausted.

crippled and begging not to be left to the vengeance of the foe. Pelham's friends must have restored the old horse to his owners, yet now the veteran was being made at home here at the Chiltons. How came that? Fred would have gone instantly to renew acquaintance and reward his old fourfooted friend with caress and praise, but someone else was crossing the lawn, with a white hand extended, palm uppermost, before her someone In white dimity, though Benton didn't know it from damask, and cared nothing what it was. save that the waist, at least, clung to the queenly form he was so thrilled to see. The voluminous skirt was doing its best to balloon without the aid of a 'Vkeleton," for crinoline, being the height of fashion, was contraband of war, scarce In the South as cinchona; but these were details of which Benton took no n-de. There had been a time when he fully intended that, not so much for what she had said in her wrath as for what she must have believed of him. this proud, imperious, willful girl should be made to feel that he, too, could rebuke, but at sight of her and the weariness and lassitude with which she moved, all this seemed vanished into the air. All that he now saw heard felt knew was that It was she. Bosalie, who, only a half dozen rods away, lovely as ever in her dark beauty, yet pathetically changed, had thrown one arm about that scrawny, grizzled, equine neck, and stood softly stroking the lean old head, softly murmuring to the unheeding ear and nestling the warm velvet of her check upon that unresponsive jowl

an that sweetness thrown upon a superannuated steed that, ignoring sweets Incomparable, nuzzled about her rounded neck and arms in quest of lump sugar, long since a forgotten luxury. Rosalie's back was toward the Intruder In blue, as, no longer hesitant, he went striding under the trees until almost within arms' length of her, Pyramus. the while, regarding him with mute and placid curiosity, with neither hope nor fear. And here the soldier stood and looked on hungrily a moment at priceless caresses, for any touch of which he could almost sell his soul, and listening to low, murmurous words of tenderness and affection that, lavished on him would have turned grief or suffering to Instant ecstasy. The sight thrilled him, even while it fired his soul with envious greed. And then and then came further murmured words, at sound of which his heart stormed at its heaving bars, and fairly leaped in mad delight and passionate, rejoiceful love. Gracious heaven, could he believe his senses! "Dear old fellow dear old fellow! Did anybody think I'd let him be sold to strangers, after all he'd done for me and mine? Good old Pyramus! Good old boy!" And all this with petting, patting hands, with that soft cheek still nestled against the long, brown, bony muzzle. "He'd do it all over again, wouldn't he? He'd bring him back back to mc if only I hadn't" And then both white arms were clasped about that preposterous neck, and the dark tresses of the girl were bowed against and mingled with the crizzled. tangled mane of fiei one confidant. The lovely face was hidden from the worshiping eyes of blue, but only for an instant. In daring and delight and overmastering love, with caution thrown to the winds, and pride and resolution totally forgotten, Ben ton sprang forward, one low cry of "Rosalie" on his lips, seized, tore loose the clasp of the clinging arms, and, despite amaze and struggle and breathless protest, just as on that wondrous night at the old stone house, he strained the slender, panting, swaying form to his breast; and just as he did not then do, rained kiss after kiss on the velvet of that flushed, tcar-wet, astonished cheek; yes, dared even in his strength and glory and delight to turn the now furiously resisting head upon his breast until the wild, dilated eyes were staring Into his; until the rosy, panting mouth was so close to his quivering lips that denial seemed utterly In vain; then down he swooped upon the prize. But with one superb, supreme effort, she tore herself from his embrace; stood one instant, panting, speechless, with hands uplifted against him. waving hl;n back; with eyes that flashed and commanded and refused to melt even at sight of the passion and pleading and bewilderment in his face. "I could not. help it." he began. "You must know how I love you, and when I heard" "Heard!" and up went the hands in Impotent wrath and protest. "How dare you listen? Oh! Don't I know what" but than the torrent of her words was stemmed by the sight of the changing light in the deep blue eyes, and all in a second she saw them clouding again as in pain and amaze they had clouded the bitter night of her impetuous. Inexcusable attack two years a gone. Yes, and his face was paling, his lips setting. He was seeing her again as time and again in mind's eye he must have seen her unjust, ungrateful, unreasoning, in face of all that he had done and endured for her and for those she loved. And then O heaven! with pain, disappointment, yet with conviction conviction that she was after all not the Rosalie he had loved and worshiped in spite of herself, but the Rosalie she really was proud, passionate, ungrateful, unjust: yes, utterly unworthy he had dropped his strong hands and was slowly turning surely turning away. Now he would go and never know how she had suffered for the sin. Now he would go and never dream how she had prayed for forgiveness and for him and for the time when she could tell him all. And now he had come all unannounced and had startled and stunned her, and heard heard her weak, unmaidenly words, and, ah, there was the rub! would think, would surely think that she knew he was there, and so was only acting a part to lure him back. Oh, the shame, the bitter shame of It! But none the less was he going, and this time it might be for good and all. It was more than she could bear. It was the last and crudest Stroke of the evil fate that had so long hounded and pursued her. It broke the last prop of her stubborn womanly pride, her long-tried, failing strength, and for the lirst time in her daring, fearless, resolute life. Queen Rosalie threw out nerveless, groping hands for aid, and. sudden as the stroke of heaven, went crashing down. O blessed sun that sank behind the ridge and wouKl net see! O blessed songsters that, trilling their last good-night, would suffer no other sound. O wise old Pyramus to wander off beneath the blossoming trees and give place to him who sprang, too late to seize; who knelt and. defiant of hygienic laws, lifted the bonnie, swooning head; clasped again the now pliant, yielding form, pressed kiss after kiss upon the soft, unresponsive but unresenting lips, and plead and prayed and called on heaven and on her until, with faint Figh, the fluttering breath returned, and then the dark eyes slowly opened, and one moment seemed ready again to blaze with the battle fire of the South, but that presently took refuge beneath the white flag of their own, longlashed lids, and with another sigh, with a soft glow stealing slowly up over rounded throat and cheek and even to the snowy brow, the beautiful, humbled face turned fairly toward him and buried itself in the blue of the broad shoulder. Like that of Appomattox, it was the surrender of utter exhaustion. They were standing two hours later in the dusk of the old portico. There had been a bles-sed. yet almost solemn, meeting at the bedside of the aging father, and all CHECKED AGAIN. Bobby Did God make that new baby. Ta? Pa Yes. Bobby. Bobby Say, pop, about what does he charge for a kid like Jimmy.

the story of that lamentable month two years earlier, with many a tear had been told. With the squire and-Elinor returned to the West there was no one to warn them against McKlnnon. who from the very first had seemed to gain the guileless doctor's confidence. It was Chilton's child-like belief that every well-mannered man was a gentleman until proved otherwise, and it was not long betöre McKlnnon knew all about them and all about Jack. It had been Rosalie's growing belief that her aunt must have had help, and that Squire Benton or his son was the helper; but at the last her father amazed her with the admission that he had given his personal note to McKlnnon for money to be sent to Jack, and for other needs. Little by little her Intuitive aversion to the man had given way before his apparently unobtrusive courtesies. He had never hinted at such a thing as a quarrel with the Bentons. father or son. He never referred to them except guardedly until Ladue's recapture and Jack's narrow escape. Then he had told her aunt, to whom he had been kindness and helpfulness Itself, that the plan was known to the secret service, that Benton and Ladue had been still in covert correspondence; that Ladue wished to make it appear that he was striving to rejoin his regiment while in point of fact he planned to be again captured and confined where he could escape the dangers of the battlefield, and the expedition to capture him

and Jack was guided by information lurnlshed by Benton himself Benton, who had been under a cloud and hoped by the capture of Confederate officers to win his way back to favor. Rosalie had indignantly refused to believe at first; had even had a fierce verbal affray with the major, who brought the Virginian, Jennings, to prove a truth that, as McKlnnon put It, he "never thought could reach her ears or it should never have escaped these lips." An eloquent man was McKinnon, and music was in his voice and mischief in his soul. Benton had planned, he said, to capture Jack, and Jennings there stood ready to swear to it. Then before she had time to recover herself she had been ushered into that cozy parlor &nd had come face to face with the man who filled her thoughts. It all looked like design on his part, and in her wrath and doubt and bitter trouble she had hurled her accusation and fled. But long before Ladue's visit to Charlottesville she had begun to buspect both McKinnon and Jennings. After his coming she had known no moment of peace, yet how could she write or tell him Whom she had so outraged? Of what use was it? He would forget it and her in course of time "Does this look Jike it?" asked Benton. They were standing by the open doorway. She had brought down to him the beautiful sash he had left with her when he rode away, for this very night he must return to Gordonsville and Join his chief for the morning's march. Meantime he had been winding it about her, the silken folds clinging to the dainty white dimity, and now, having thrown the tasseled ends over his arm, had seized her soft hands and was looking down fondly, wonderingly in that almost unrealizing, unbelieving bliss of newly requited love. "Does this look like it that for two years I should have been making every effort to reach you, only to be stormed at as if I had sinned past pardon in having clasped you here?" and raising her little hands he held them firmly upon his breast, the creamy white upon the dusky blue. Then, one hand being quite big enough for that purpose, he stole his right arm round her and diew her closer. The sound of slow, measured footfalls and soft voices could be faintly heard along the shaded street. Some of her coterie were surely coming to scout the approaches if not actually to seek the presence of their erstwhile queen. Not that they would interrupt for worlds! They only wished to see. And through the summerlike stillness of the night, afar down at the railway station, the sputtering hiss of steam told that the Iron horse was waiting Impatient for the start. "It may be weeks before I can hope to reach you again," he murmured, "and Isn't that Georgia Scott's voice?" A swift upward glance of the soft, dark eyes said yes, and though for an Instant they fell again, it was but for an Instant; there was something so compelling in the glow of his. "Then" said he, speaking and bending lower. "Then what?" she murmured, persistently insistent on being told, though her head drooped again. "Then it's time for some token of surrender, is it not?" And now, loosing the little hands, leaving them self-clasping on his breast, he wound the other arm about and drew her closer still. "I don't quite-" she dimpled, her soft cheek sinking on her own hands, her tiny ear catching the loud beating of his heart, a vagrant tress fluttering in the breath from her parted lips. "You . do. I think." he answered, half smiling. "When a soldier surrenders he gives up his sword. When a girl surrenders she should give up her lips," and hold ing ner more nrmly, he bent yet lower, seeking with wordless eagerness the sweet symbol that he craved. But she nestled closer

er still where he could not see her clow- VTl0T sPeclal and general knowledge will face, and the answer came, half stifled lways call for commendation. The presir a moment of shy silenced dents of other institutions of an education

lng after "You're not magnanimous like vonr nnm mander. He would not touch the sword of General Lee." "I see!"-and this very slowly, "and you prefer that I should be-like General Grant? ' No answer, verbal at least. Even queens are women and would be wooed. He should pe made to know this, even when both heart and lips said yield. But the fates were against her. Silvery laughter and soft voices sounded close at hand now. Ah. some were happy, even in the shadow of ine great surrender, since there were still loved ones left fnr tho nr ' "It is Georgia," whispered Benton "and as I live, Kate Falconer! Thev'll he here 1 1 . . . ' J 11 Ue litre Ill a. minUie and III De COnP. Pnollo H you remember that night three vears a en when you said 'now or never?' " One moment of flutterins- hrthea

last-surrender. Slowly and with down-enst ins' the waste of money tnrouen tne exeyes the queenly head was raised One travagant and unnecessary use of coal is swift look into his frlowtn ,', .L something frightful to contemplate. In

idirriiL, Bim araoiaenng reDeiuon, then at white arms stole about his neck' the row mouth uplifted and. meeting the fervent pressure of those bearded eaeer llnV in Its own sweet way. gave answer mree years later, in tne earlv snrln? of '68, we were steaming back through ti. sissippi sound, en route for JN'ew Orleans uy way vi ine lugoiets. it was an exquisite morning, and the land breeze was laden with the fragrance of the magnolias and SOft With tno Tin loom nf Ko C9...u pine. The steamer darted swiftly throuS the placid blue waters, bearing amonr ui,,ri j'oosuiuna . mue party or officers and ladles, returning from a brief vWt to Mobile. Carver was there, captain and brevet lieutenant colonel in the regular service, and still with Hancock, who was then commanding the Department of the G?' i ron was there, holding like rank with his old friend of the staff; and with Benton, seated on the upper deck was Rosalie, looking fondly into his face at times, then again, with earnest interest on

another pair, talking in low "tone toeether lruthfull' saJd J,hat n, institution in the at the bows. It had been a solemn nil country stands higher in practical mechangrimage. this mission to Mobile. Thev had ,cal ?ng,neerinS than does Purdue, and

bnc iimmi iu my away au mat was mortal of Paul Ladue, transferred from the rocky banks of the little stream in faraway Pennsylvania to the shady nook where, all night long in the moonlight, the mocking bird sang in this land of his boyhood and his devoted love. Gathered about his final resting place were few indeed of his kith and kin, but the tempered sunshine fell on fair women and brave men of both North and South the blue and the gray all enmity stilled, please God. forever. And of those who stood with' teardimmed eyes, as a bugler of the old Eleventh Alabama sounded the soldier's lullaby over the fresh-heanert mnimri .It,. . . - J . . . V. Klinor Benton had laid a little spray of nues ui me vujjey on tne lowering casket. It was a gray-sleeved arm. for the old uniform was seen on one or two veterans that drew her gently away and led her, bowed and reverent, from the burial of her earliest love. It was the same arm on which she was leaning now, as she stood gazing aown upon ine dancing waters unoer tne loreroot. ana it was on these two, Elinor and brother Jack, that Queen Rosa lie looked with brimming ej-es; then questioning, up into her stalwart husband's face. But for whom did not Queen Rosalie scneme ana pian7 was it not she who. wnen me rvinams nad to part with old Pyramus, sold a precious ring to buy him? Was it not she who found place after place among the officers for young Pomp, well nigh spoiled in the exaltation of being his own master? Was it not she who pleaded for Hector, faithful to her husband through many scenes, yet sometimes lax in duty through fascinations of New Orleans? The old home at Charlottesville had gone to other hands after the doctor's peaceful death in '66. Jack had previously settled down to hard work In New Orleans and. like many another manful young Southron, was winning his own way in the paths of peace. Life seemed vested with new Interest to him, however, since the coming, early in the winter, of Aunt Elinor to stand sponsor on a very interesting occasion, and If Rosalie Benton had a wish still ungrattfled it was one that bade fair soon to be numbered with others of the past. Her soldier Fred was proud and happy In his profession, a success, despite all prophecies of Stanton to the contrary and all pleadings of the Squire to quit and learn the law. Her baby boy had no peer In army circles in the South. Her brother, after one serious illness during the yellow fever the previous autumn, was In the best of health and the height of hope and spirits. Always a frequent visitor at their bright army heme at the old barracks, be bad become

practically a day boarder, as he expressed it, since advent of Aunt Elinor. The war, that left Its scars on so many a soldier frame, seemed to have bequeathed -no bitterness to the men who battled in the field. They that fought so manfully In the smokeshrouded ranks, either blue or gray, had no stomach for the post-bellum warfare waged In Congress and convention by unterriiied orators of the McKlnnon type men so seldom heard of on the fighting line that only when the war was over did we begin to realize the valorous zeal that burned unquenchable in their breasts. McKinnon had gone no more to the old home city. H'e scored brilliantly a while in Georgia after the war prominent in the bureau of freedmen. refugees and abandoned lands then went to Congress on the carpet-bag ticket, but only for a term. We heard or him in Mexico in '60, head of some colonization scheme that soon dwindled into" smoke, then lost track of him entirely. As for the old brigade, the few remaining forms are bent: the beards are thinned and grizzled: the old and honored leaders have almost all been gathered to their fathers: only one or two of those that, rising with it, won and wore the star of command, still move and have their being. But as year follows year, the few survivors gather to tell again the tales of Gainesville, Gettysburg and the awful Wilderness, and to crown with love and loyalty

the names of those that made them and led and lived with them through all that heroic struggle for national life, there rings ever a sentiment second only to the faith and fealty they owe the flag boundless is their belief in the men that wore the blue; boundless, also. Is their soldier admiration for the men that wore the gray. The End. STATE BUILDINGS. Suggestions Looking to Improvements la Construction and Safety. To the Editor of the Indianaroll Journal. In the Journal of Dec. 1 there appeared an admirable article under a general heading of "To Get at Facts," which contained an account of the systematic methods of the state legislative committee in getting information relating to the various state institutions. It is probably true that at .no time within the history of the Sate has the business management of the state institutions been subjected to a more eincere and capable business direction than under the general guidance of Governor Durbin and Auditor Hart, in which they have been ably seconded by the legislative committee on state institutions, of which Senator Goodwine is the chairman, and by the secretary of tho State Board of Charities. The report of the legislative committee to the next Legislature will present an array of facts in systematic and intelligent form, which is far superior to anything of that character which, has hitherto been presented to that body in relation to state institutions. It is probable that in relation to general business management it will leave little to be desired in the way of improvement. This report, however, is one of the first steps of Its kind, and like other first steps, it is somewhat uncertain and unsteady with . respect to certain details. I have in mind particularly that which relates to new buildings, steam and insurance engineering and other permanent phy sical improvements. The building work of the state institutions has, in the mam, been allowed to take its own way. In a large number of cases the work done in its in ception or execution has been very indif ferently done. The work of construction in the three hospitals for the insane at Evansville, Logansport and Richmond was well conceived, but executed in a faulty manner. The result was not such as to en courage the perpetuation of the system of construction therein employed in other buildings for the various Institutions of the State. The reason for the indifferent char acter of the building and engineering work in the various state institutions is clear enough. Generally speaking, the Improve ments of these institutions are conceived. directed and, to a large extent, controlled bv the superintendents, presidents or other executives having these institu tions in charge. It is natural that these officers should have a clearer idea of the functional requirements of their Institutions than any one else. For in stance, a medical engineer is invaluable and absolutely essential in the proper planning of Insane hospital buildings. Dr. Rogers, of Logansport, was the dominant spirit in that capacity in the general arrange ment of the three hospitals for the insane above mentioned, and in that work his eu al character must always be consulted and must dominate the functional demands of buildings which come under their charge. The demand for great capacity makes good building and equipment impossible. I have been connected with a sufficient number of public improvements to know that, without exception, many important details are either neglected or slurred over for the purpose of securing additional accommoda tion. No one knows better than the heads of these institutions, charitable, educational or otherwise, the crying demand for in creased capacity. With few exceptions, bo far as I know, the economy of future maintenance nas suffered because of this fact, Tne fire hazard in many of our institutions . f.. I . MnmnUt. Tk! V. 43 wsimu t.v v,iiiv.uniiakc. xtna inajf ut; saId WItnout taking into consideration the question of the expense of protection against loss by fire. hen it comes to the matter of steam and power engineerindustrial or private corporations or firms such wastefulness could not be tolerated without bankruptcy. The general system of heating in most of the institutions is inv feam,. "auoi ciram a was bV throwing it out of doors in some Instances. The water of condensation is not always properly returned to the boil ers, nor are the supply and return pipes always properly Installed or insulated. Some of the institutions are rrovided with boilers, though that Part of the PParatus which has to do with the steam after it is generated is not al ways on the same plane of excellence as the part which generates the steam. I have a plan to suggest which I am sure would result in a great measure of economy to the State. That is to have all of the apparatus in each of the state institutions which in any way is related to the econom ical use of fuel examined and reported upon by the engineering department and pupds of Purdue university. It may be no pupils are more- highly prized by indus trial institutions, a report from that in stitution could be formed as the result of excursions by its pupils under competent supervision and direction during school terms, and to some extent during vacations. An appropriation by the Legislature for this purpose within a relatively short time would save dollars where it cost ctnts. In the matter of insurance engineering the pain aneaa or us is a long and rocky one. A few years ago the State University naa a Duuaing yue Jiau wnicn was fireproof all "but the upper works and roof. The "but burned off. The insurance money, with some help, eliminated the "but. provided an additional story and a roof, all of fireproof construction. The new science hall for that Institution Is Indisputably one or the best buildings in the State from an Insurance standpoint, for the reason that insurance for the building itself would be unnecessary. For the time being the general use of steel in our public institutions must be restricted because of the scarcity and weight of that material. However, It is true that there are other methods of construction which have been used and are now beinj? used which are entitled to and are receiving insurance rates quite as low as any of the steel frame buildings. I refer to the well-constructed, modern, slow-burning methods, which in some of the Eastern States are now being insured for less than one-fourth of 1 per cent. LOUIS 11. GIBSON. Indianapolis, Dec. 4. Congressional Hoodooi, ' , Washington Special in Philadelphia Press. Senator Dolllver, of Iowa, and Representative Hopkins, of Illinois, are known as the hoodoos" of the two houses. Their colleagues affect to be very reluctant to travel with them on the railroads. Last year while these distinguished gentlemen were on their way to Washington for the opening of Congress tho train on which they traveled was wrecked and several people killed and Injured. 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TUB SUNDAY-SCHOOL LESSON. Dec. 7, 10O2 Ruth nnd Naomi-Ruth i, 10-22. rnimelchs exodus to Moab was ill advised. It came of feeble faith and imratience. Ha could t endure the hardness as a good soiaier. ina consequences were disastrous-three graves, three widows! Widowhood Is a pitiful condition at beat. But Mnwhnod and poverty, and residence in a for eign land, and childlessness, and an environment of heathenism and the consciousness msi n is the consequence ot one's fin this is the climax of Naomi's wo. But God and angeli know that the solitary exile widow is rich. Her securities are not of the kind reported on 'Change. They do not fluctuate. They are not "watered," nor can they be hypothecated. Naomi's wealth is In herself; her character is her capital. It presently yields Its rich return. In that confessedly trying relationship, the mother-in-law. In scenes ever shifting to the bereaved, lmwverinhed, estranged. Naomi exhibited such traits of resignation, gentleness and purity as to win the undying, disinterested, enriching love ct Ruth. On the herder of Mrael. Naomi put her newfound treasure to its last test. She threw the love of Ruth into the crucible. The gold wai found without trace of alloy. The young- Moabites was willing to be expatriated and excommunicated. To live a life of toll and poverty, to be subject to the scorn of bigoted Israelites; to surrender an Oriental woman's fondeet hope, htr almost indispensable safeguard, the menuchah. the safe place of a husband loftier love than lhat has never heen Portrayed by poet or novelist. To have gained such a love was to have acquired an incalculable fortune. It was Ruth's love of Naomi that directed her steps to the harvest fleld. It lightened the mental tafks of the gleaner. It nerved her to endure the rude familiarity of the harvest handi. It prcmpted her to glean diligently. It was Ruth's love of Naomi that rromrted her to do that last thing which taxed her modebty to the extreme. Sh lay down at Roar's feet In order that she might reinstate Naomi lr the respect of her kmsmen and countrymen, and secure her a fhelter and support. In that she was brave, but not Lrasen. There was no amorous jission in that act. She was availing herhelf of the enly legally-lnktitutcd means of accomplishing her laudablo end. Well may lhat towtirlntr eclumn against the facade cf Solomon's golden temple symbol of Btrensth. beauty ard uprightness bear the name of this Hethlehemite prince, Rous. Ills manly $( lf-restralnt, his delicate conslderateness, his strict adherrme to legal form, mark him the valiant hero-judge, worthy the name he bears. Faintly and in a figure, this sweet and older, ftory portrays the Redeemer and redemption. The outcast, pitiable and remedllle f täte of the sinner: the riches of the Savior, His gentleness, compassion, and might; the neceslty of casting cr.e's self upon Him In simplicity and loving trustfulness all are pictured in fascinating- form. It is this evangelistic characteristic which lifts it out of the sphere of an amorous fiction and gives this gem of an idyl an unimpeachable claim to its position in the sacred canon. THE TEACHER'S LANTERN. It was "out of the frying pan Into the fire," that exchange of Canaan for Moab. The one redeeming feature was that the Hebrew family kept their faith. In return. Providence chastened, guided and delivered. Naomi was & revelation of God to Ruth. She recognized the supernatural source of her traits, as well as their superlative loveliness. It was a small thing to exchange Chemosh fcr Jehovah, since Naomi had made him so attractive. Orpah stands for the half-hearted Christian, the undertaker of the impossible, serving God and mammon. It usually ends in going back to Moab. Ruth was steadfastly minded, ghe is a lovely exampla of perseverance. i?he lost her life In the complete renunciation of Moab. She gained it by her adoption in Israel. To become an ancestress of the Messiah was her exceeding great reward. A young Englishman is said to have sought his fortune In California, leaving his fiancee behind him. Ry and by he sent her a nucret of cold. Afterward, nxetine with reverses and llnr health, he wrote to her, exonerating her from

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On rxhibtion and for aal by The Indianapolis Gas Company 49 South Pennsylvania Strest. t22 any claim he had upon her. In response he re ceived a ring made of the gold he had sent, and Inscribed with the legend. "Entreat me not to leave thee." Boaz Is an Ideal of manly virtue. His was a white life. He was far beyond his day in self restraint and virtue. He was a noble type of Him in whom was no fault. Salvation is not cf the law. Ruth's legal redeemer failed her. It was the grace of Boa a through faith that saved her. We have no least claim upon Jesus; but when we approach Him In faith He will never fall to graciously mantle us of His atonement. There is exemplary power in the Christian life lived in the midst of heathenism. Witness the Influence of Naomi In Moab; a Christian home planted in a heathen environment cannot fall In saline and Illuminating effect. Symbolically, Ruth is Christ-bride; Boaz, the Christ-husband. The Book of Ruth is the Old Testament echo to the New Testament declaration that "love Is the fulfilling of the law." The Induction of Ruth, the allen Moabites. Into the Hebrew Church, is a cheerful prorhecy cf the millennial time when all racial walls of parti tion shall be broken down, and the kingdoms of this world become the kingdoms of our Lord. CHRISTIAN LMIEAVOU. Do I Dtaeonrase Other? Mark x, 4G .2 1 Xum. xlll, 20-3.1. Next to creating, making from the beginning, ia the art of recreating, making over again. It ycu can take tosa one. who is only half a man, all eaten with w&rriM e-b vorn with fears. a4 make him a wbcia man, restoring t him courage and hope and good cheer, hare jou surf done a Godlike deed 7 It is strange that so many are eager to lavish their time, strength and genius on a block of marble or a square of canvas, when they might use flesh and blood for their statues, and human life for their paintings, and all eternity for their studio. It Is strange that so much art should be lavished upon "still life," and withheld from the pulsing, hungry, responsive. Immortal lives that crowd about us. What is "high art." anyway? If encouragement Is to put life Into a man. discouragement Is to put death Into hlra. The word comes from the Latin cor, which means heart; to discourage a man is to take out of him the heart, the center of life. Men ar twice men when they are praised. If employers understood this they could easily dlminUh their number cf laborers and Increase their bank account. An athlete will perform feats before a hurrahing crowd he coull never perform In solitude. College boys know well enough that if they want their team to win they must thout for It. A word of encouragement Is always the most prontable of investments. Nothing else returns f.o fcreat dividends. Julian Legrand, the Paris merchant, never tired of telling how. in the panlo of 1SÖ7, his firm was on the brink of certain failure for lack of IlOVOt'Q, which for two tiajs ha had tried In vain to raise. The crUl was at hand, when a stranger entered his office and offered him the needed sum on his p-'ronal n'te without inttrest. !'grand had tern member of a school committee years before, and. r.ct praising merely the rich boys, had gone to a certain poor lad. commended him for his work in the examination, and told him he cvjH t'.o better if he tried. That had been the turning point of the ""poor bey's life, and row he had come to repay. In part, 'he debt he owed tot that one word of encouragement. If we could be sure cf such a rneney return for our words of praUe, encouragement would t-a as common as discouragement Is row! Why an we not remember that the coin of heaven is more enduring than the gold of earth, and that any good Influence on an Immortal soul enrkhts us infinitely more th.xn would the tank balance of a Rothschild ? It is a homely verse, this cf Jahn F. Trowbridge's but it admirably sums up this homely theme: How many smiles there cou'l be If folks would always say. "GoM morning, neighbor. 1st me give A hoping hand to-day!" How many smiles there will be. My frUnd. when you and 1 Have larnd to practice what we wish These ether flks would try! AMUd R. WELL&

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