Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 November 1896 — Page 7

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Iieen said, when t!:s column marched •way. It might be back before Christmas night It might not be back for a week. No one at the moment could gay because, even now, Big Road Could have broken camp and started with his whole Tillage on a night march for the fasfcnessee of the mountains, uncertain what late might be in store for them if he remained. With the colnmn went White Wolf and Bear, the former generally believed to be one of the four Indians engaged in the fracas that wound up the •arthly career of Laramie Pete. Ahead •f the colamn, full gallop, with only a •ingle orderly, but with instructions to tell Big Road and his people to stay just where they were, as the Great Father meant to come to their protection, went Lieutenant Warren, and the maddest, •"miserablest" man in all the garrison was Lieutenant Will Farrar.

When a young fellow is full of soldierly ambition, when he knows he is master of his work and is eager for an opportunity to prove it, when everybody has been treating him as a boy and he knows ho has all the ability of a man, when his sweetheart, even, has been teasing and twitting him upon his apparent lack of consequence in the eyes of the garrison, and he is therefore all the mom mad to prove at any hazard that it contains no more daring and •pirited an officer, such an opportunity as was here afforded Mr. Farrar was not to be lost. He had implored Colonel Fen ton to let him be the bearer of the message and was broken hearted at the kind but firm refusal. "The Indian is peculiar, Will," said the old soldier gently. Ho never forgets or forgivea If his father had been killed as yours was he wouid hold it something to be Hyenged, although resentment had to be ooncS^lpflt ^perhups for years. They know you are json. Tljey know that the white men are .^uing the death of Pete. ThOy cannot dHrfar* I .ciaw*,, «he6r scnao of duty and jjustibe, interposing against their own kind to eave the red man. In your coming they would rend only treachery and would argue that you came to urge their remaining so that we might join our white brethren in surrounding and wiping them out of existence. Whatever you urged, even in my namo, they would ho sure not to do. No, I must •end W.'irron. They know him woll and trust hiiu. But Fonton was thankful he had HO good an excuse, for even without it ho could not have brought himself to send Marjorio Farrar's only remaining son upon amission that might prove porilou?-:—that would certainly seem perilous in her eyes.

Hastening to the chaplain's as soon as Thorpe made his melodramatic exit, Orinsby wa* met at the door by tho good old dominie himself and bogged him to nay to Mrs. Farrar that tliore was no cause l«r ulurtu. There had been a fight between Indians and cowboys several miles away, and Colonel Fenton had decided to send a force out to keop the peace. She hoard his voico, and faintly but eagerly asked that lie should come in. It was Helen, not Ellis, who bore her message—Helen, wJio noted with comfort, and Ellis, with mixed emotion, that the mother had learned to lean upon this stanch and devoted friend. Mrs. Farrar took his hand and looked appenlingly up into his face as he briefly told her what had happened and wl the colonel had deoidod to do. "Will Willy have to go?" was her one quotum, and, iguorant as yet that Lottie's troop would be designated to remain,'Ormsby gravoly answered that he presumed the entiro command was ordered out. "But," ho added reassur ingly, "that fact itsej| is tho surest guarantee of peace. There can bo no further disorder in faco of so strong a force.''

For answer she bowed her head and hid it in her slender white hands. No wonder it seemed as though Christmas evi brought its tragedy to her at old Fert Frnyno.

And then came diversion that was merciful. Thero was a rush of lignt footsti ps. a flutter of silken skirts on tho pervh without, a bang at the door ami in came Kitty, flushed, disheveled, tearful, indignant "What's this about Willy's going?" •he demanded. "Where is he? What business has he— Why, he cannot go, Mrs. Farrar. He's engaged to me for the germ an tomorrow night"

There was something so comical in her utter inability to understand the gravity of the situation, to realise that soldier's duty far outranked even so •oletuu a compact as an engagement to dance with his sweetheart, that eveu Mrs. Farrar forgot her grief and apprebcusiou for the moment and opened her arms to the imperious little lady and drew her to her heart "AIL Kitty, you have the same lesson to le&riXhal I had long years ago,'' she cried as sought to soothe and console the cl. .hut Miss Orinsby was in no mood fa etting. She was up in «rm& She was being defrauded. Uncle Feu ton had uo bus news whatever to •and Willy away on such a quest at *och a time. It was worse than inconsiderate, It was outrageous, and then Mrs. Farrar's face went white again as •he asked what Kitty meant, and then Kitty's nervo gave way, and she buried ber bonny fr.ee on that motherly shoal• dcr and burst into tears. *'I thought you'd heard,"she cobbed. •They have only just told niv. Captain J*jurwell came home to change his dress, and I asked him where Will was, and be im)d be M* him offering bio wtrrios* to

Uncle Fenton to ride abend to the Indian*, mod

he wanted to know if I

didn't think Will was a tramp. I

(|ou,t—I

didn't—I think it's simply

h-h-beartlesa in him!" And then Mr*. Farrar raised ber eye# appealing!? to Ormsby, and be went without a weed. He knew what she

needed and hastened in search of Will He found him at Fenton's, whither he had accompanied he colonel, and where he was still pleading and tugging at his tiny mustache and tramping up and down and biting his nails, while Fenton, in the adjoining room, was calmly getting out of his dress clothes and into winter field garb. "Would you mind dropping this and going down to the chaplain's and comforting your mother and my sister?" said Ormsby as soon as he could get in a word edgewise. "Yes. Go, Will," said Fenton, "and tell her that there is nothing whatever in this affair to worry about We're merely going to bring old Big Road up here to take Christmas dinner at the fort There's no chance for a fight or you should go along. No, it's useless arguing, my boy. I'd do anything for you that's right, but this is absolutely unreasonable on your part Now go and tell those two blessed women that you're to remain on guard over them, and they'll rise up and call me blessed—at least they ought to.

And so, finally, Ormsby got the peppery young fellow out of the house and fairly started, Ormsby keeping pace with him as he strode excitedly from the room. "I want you to do something for me, Will," said he in a low tone as they hastened along. "I'm going with the command, and I haven't a moment to spare. Give this note to Mrs. Daunton for me as soon as possible after you reach the house. May I rely upon you?"

And as he spoke he held forth an envelope, evidently snugly filled, and Farrar took it meohani'sally i^nd without reply. The boy was thinking only of his own disappointment "Do you understand, Will?" persisted Ormsby. "It is of great importance that she should have it before 10 o'clock. 7ou won't forget?" And wondering now, Farrar promised, and Ormsby turned abruptly back. "I wish to the Lord I were in your place," was poor Will's parting shout as the eruardeman hurried back to dress

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thJ ftlglii ride. Already the four troops had inarched to stables and were saddling. Already there were Bounds of excitement over across the river and much scurrying through the straggling street of the cattle town of well mounted ranchmen and "cow punchers." Thorpe was as good as his word. He was rousing the county with a vengeance, hoping to ride down the valley in strong force within the hour and "wind up the whole business" before tho cavalry could come to the rescue of the offending band. Will could hear the oooasional whoop and yell that came ringing over on the still night air, and he was in a petulant mood bordering on exasperation when admitted at the chaplain's and ushored into the parlor, where Kitty still lay clasped in the mother's arms.

She scrambled to her feet the instant he enterod and began an energetic outburst, but the sight of his woebegone face oheckcd her suddenly. Mrs. Farrar read instantly the oause of his gloom, and her eyes brightened with rejoicing. "Willy, my boy, then you don't have to go?" "Don't have to go!" was the wrathful answer. "Don't have to go! I've been on my knees to that stony hearted old rip for the last ten minutes, and he won't let mo go," "God bless him!" were the mother's fervent words. "He knew he well knew—what it would cost me to have my only boy torn from me at this time," was the thought that flashed through her mind, and her eyes welled with grateful tears, though she oould say no more. It was Kitty who restored the social equilibrium. "I won't have you speak of Upol§. Fenton that disgraceful way, Mr. Farrar. You ought to be thankful you don't have to go, as you put it. Have you totally forgotten our engagement for tomorrow night?" "Oh, fgr b^gveij^s sake, Kitty! $hat is thai at such a time as this? There won't bo a sign of a danoe unless they all get back in time, and I'd rather be dead than left here the first soout the regmient has after my joining it" He threw himself disgustedly into a chair, refusing to see his mother's outstretched hand and for the time being absolutely indifferent to Kitty's reproaches. It was the discovery of this fact that taught

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"ITHiy, my boy, then you don't have to oof' her how thoroughly in earnest be was, taught her that there was something alive in his heart of which she mipht well be jealous, and for the first time in her life the girl stood a little in awe of him, and, relinquishing her purpose of Upbraiding, she turned back, baffled and defeated, and took refuge by the mother's chair. "Tell us rho are to go, Willy," said Mrs. Farrar entreatingly. *'Everybeiy but me and Leale. They'll be off in ten minutes too. £ven Jack Ormsby goes, and I'm ordered— absolutely ordered—to stay berp, as if were some—some baby in crms, ut:f. to do duty with my fellows. I'll sever forgive Fenton as long as I live." "And Til newrftwget it^"muTma*td the mother as sbe gently checked Kit's once mors about to bom into spsech. "I'm sure Colonel Fcutr^i -n grave and good easts a for keeping yot

new, my son, and if so tried and Brave a soldier as Captain Leale can remain without reproach surely you can." "There's just the difference," an swered Will miserably. "Leale has been under fire and on trying duty time and again. His reputation was assured long years ago. I'm treated as a boy by —by everybody in this garrison, high or low, and forbidden a chance to do a thing. If you folks want to see that command off, the sooner you get out to the bluff the better." 'But you are going to take us, Willy, said his sister sympathetically. "Kitty and I, at least, wish to see the regiment Do you care to go, mother, dear?" she asked anxiously, and then crossing over to her mother's side bent down and kissed her, but the question was no sooner asked than she would gladly have recalled it—"or will you come homo now with me?" she hastened to

say.

"I'll take mother home," said WilL "Go on if you want to see them start I don't That's more than I could possibly stand. The chaplain will take you gladly enough."

And so at last did Miss Ormsby begin to realize that even in the eyes of the man she had oaptivated she was for the time being of no account

It was one of Fenton's fads to have out the band when the regiment or any considerable detachment of it marched away, and now, even at night, he did not depart from his praotioe. The chaplain had opened the door to note the progress of the preparations across the parade. Orderlies with the horses of the officers were trotting past The noncommissioned staff were already mounting at the adjutant's office, and over at the band barracks the gray chargers, the music stools of the musicians, were being led into the line.

A mounted band was something that Kitty had never seen, and curiosity and coqnetry combined led her to lend her ear to the chaplain's suggestion that she should come out and see the column ride away and wave a goodby to ber admirers aro^g the subalterns. If Will persisted in his ill fcemp&r, tjjiere was no sense in staying there, and perhaps the quickest way to bring him to terms was to manifest interest in his fellows. So, leaving him to the ministrations of hi? mother, she danced away to the front door, Ellis promptly following. The night was still and beautiful, softly hazy and not very cold, and the scene across the snow covered parade was full of life and animation. Lights were dancing to and fro among the company quarters. Two of the designated troops had already marched up from the stables, formed line in front of their barracks and, dismounting, were awaiting the sounding of adjutant's oall and the formation of the squadron. Officers were mounting every moment along the row and trotting out to join their commands, and presently, from the colonel's big house on the edge of the bluff, came three horsemen clad in heavy winter field garb, and even in the dim light there was no difficulty in recognizing Fenton's soldierly form. These were joined by the adjutant as they rode out upon the parade, and then one of the group oame jogging over toward the chaplain, followed by an attendant orderly. It was Jack Ormsby, and Kitty fluttered down to the gate to meet him. "Yon and AuntLuoretia will have to keep house by yourselves tonight, little sister," said he laughingly as he bent to kiss her goodby. "Corporal Rorke is to sleep at the house, so that you will not lack for guards. Where's Will?" "He's with his mother in the parlor and just too miserable for anything," said Kitty, who, now that she could see for herself the preparation for a march, began to feel far more sympathy for her lover, if not actually to wish that she were a man and could go too. Ellis, quick to notice Ormsby's coming, bad slipped back within the hall and partially closed the door. Glanoing over her shoulder, she could see (hat her mother had left her reclining chair and was bending fondly over Will, smoothing his tumbled hair and striving to soothe and comfort him, but it was evident that Will was sorely hurt, for he turned away in irrepressible chagrin and distress and oovered his face with his hands. Helen Daunton, forgetful for the moment of her own bittor trouble, had sought to aid ber friend in consoling the boy, but it was her first experience in such a case. She had never realized what it meant to a proud and ambitious young soldier to be held in garrison when his comrades were being sent to the field, and, finding presently that she could be of little aid, she dxew away toward the window to join the ohaplain and his wife, who were gaging out upon the parade, when the stirring notes of adjutant's call came trilling through the hazy moonlight and. with a groan that seemed to rise from the depths of his heart, poor Will threw himself face downward upon the sofa, utterly refusing to be comforted. "Come," said the chaplain in a lowtone, "they will be better left to them selves. Let us go out and see the troop? form line," and, hastily quitting the parlor, they came suddenly upon Ellis lingering at the outer door. "Mr. Ormsby was saying goodby to Kitty," she nervously explained, "and I remained bore for a moment He is still there."

Yes, still there, although he had said adieu to his little sister, and the squadron was rapidly forming on the parade. Still there and looking now and then beyond Kitty's pretty, pathetic little face, clouded with a trouble altogether fi.'w to it Still there, and longing for a sight of the face he loved as be did no other despite all its coldnesB and aversion. Then they came hurrying forth— the old dominie and his faithful helpmeet, the two young and beautiful women—and at sight of 'them Ormsby suddenly dismounted and passing the reinw to bis orderly ran nimbly the step* and extended his band. "Goo«i night, chaplain—good night. Mis. Ransom. We count on eating our Christmas dinner here despite the night march. Good night, Mias Farrar," be

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added gravely, gently. "We still hope to be here to wish you merry Christmas. Please extend my sympathies to Will, know how hard it is for him to stay. Good night, Mra F—Mrs. Daunton," he stumbled on, and extended to h6r the hand which he had withheld from Ell is. "Oh, pardon me! Did Farrar give yon a note I intrusted to him for you?" "Not yet, Mr. Ormsby. He has hardly thought of anything but his grief at being retained here. "Well, ask him for it before 10 o'clock. It"—and he was halting painfully now, for Ellis, withdrawing pace from the group, was gazing straight into his face—"it—it explains itself. You'll understand it Goodnight good night, all. I must hurry." And with that he ran down the steps and out of the gate, mounted quickly, and without a backward glance rode quickly away to take his place by the oolonel's side. Another moment and the adjutant, galloping out in front of the long lire of horses, had presented the squadron to Major Wayne, and that distinguished officer, unexpectedly awake am: lively, lost

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his command at once into colnmn of fours, and with the band playing its joyous march music, and with old Fenton himself in the lead, away they went down the winding road to the flats to the east

Once out of the garrison the band wheeled out of column and played the troopers by, then trotted back to unsaddle for the night Men, women and ohildren, the populace of Fort Frayne, gathered along the eastern edge of the plateau and silently, and in not a few oases tearfully, watched the column ont of sight in the dim, ghostly light, and then little Trumpeter Meinecke came out from the guardhouse and trilled the martial curfew that sent them shivering homeward—an ominous Christmas

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