Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 November 1896 — Page 8

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been said, when ilie column marched •way. It might be back before Christmas night It might not be back for a week- No one at the moment could say because, even now, Big Road Could hare broken camp and started with his whole Tillage on a night march for the fastnesses of the mountains, uncertain what fate might be in store for them if ho remained. With the column went White Wolf and Bear, the former generally believed to be one of the four Indians •ngaged in the fracas that wound up the •arthly career of Laramie Pete Ahead •f the column, 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 bis 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 mora mad to prove at any hazard that it contains no more daring and •pirited an officer, such an opportunity ms was here afforded Mr. Farrar was not to be lost. He had implored Colonel Fenton 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 forgives. If his father had been killed as yours Was he wou*d hold it something to be Hrouged, although resentment had to be ooncS^lpd, jxrrhups for years. They know jou aro h!^ J3on. T^ey know that the white men are .'^umg tho death of Pete. Thtfy cannot rfiirW ^-h a thiz^ asv^ XI, «ho6r sensoofduty and ^ustlbe, interposing against their own kind to save tho 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, evon in my naino, they would lo sure not to do. No, I must •end Warren. They know him well and trust him." But Fenton was thankful he had so good an excuse, for even without it he could not have brought himself to send Marjorie Farrar's only remaining son upon amission that might prove perilou •—that would certainly seem perilous in her eyos.

Hastening to the chaplain's as soon as Thorpe luiule his melodramatic exit, Ormsby was met at tho door by tho good old dominie himself and bogged him to nay to Mrs. Farrar that thero was no cause iui- alarm. Thero had been a fight between Indians and cowboys several miles uwuy, and Colonel Fenton had decided to send a force out to keep the peace. She hoard his voioo, and faintly but oagerly asked that lie should come in. It was Helen, not Ellis, who bore her message —Helen, wiio noted with oomfort, 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 wli the colonel had decided to do, "Will Willy have to go?" was her one quection, and, ignorant as yet that Leale's troop would bo designated to rcinaiu/Ormsby gravoly answored that ho presumed the entire command was ordered out. "But," ho added reassur ingly, 'that fact itsejf is tho surest guamnteo of peace. There can bono further disorder in face of so strong force,''

For answer she bowed her head and hid it in her slender white hands. No wonder it seemod as though Christmas over brought its tragedy to her at old Fort Frayne.

And then came diversion that was merciful. There was a rush of lignt footstt ps. a flutter of silken skirts on the perch without, a bang at the door Mid in eame Kitty, flushed, disheveled, tearful, indignant "What's this about Willy's going?" •he demanded. "Whore is he? What business has he— Why, ho oannot go, Mrs. Farrar. Ho's engaged to me for the gorman tomorrow night"

Thero was something so comical in her utter inability to understand tho gravity of tho situation, to realise that a soldier's duty far outranked even so solemn a compact as an engagement to dance with his sweetheart, that even Mrs. Farm forgot her grief and apprehension for tho moment and opened her arms to tho imperious little lady and drew her to her heart "Ah, Kitty, you have the same leeson to learn that I had long years ago," she cried as she sought to soothe and console the child, but Miss Ormsby was in no mood for potting. She was up in arms. She was Itoing defrauded. Uncle Foil ton had uo business whatever to send Willy away on such a quest at •ach time. It was worse than inconsiderativ It wra* outrageous, and then Mrs. Farrar's faoo went white again a« •be asked what Kitty meant and then Kitty's nerve gave way, and she buried ber btmny fr.ee on that motherly shoulder and burst into tears. •'I thought you'd heard." she sobbed. •They have only just told mo. Captain Farrrell came home to change his dress, and I asked him where Will wan. and he said he left him offering bis services to Uncle Fenton to ride ahead to tbe Indians, and he wanted to know if I didn't think Will was a trump. I jkwi't—I didn't—I think it's simply b-h-beartless in him!"

And then Mr*. Farrar raised be* eyes appallingly lo Ormsby, and be went without a won! He know what she

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needed and hastened in search of Will. He found him at Fenton's, whither he had accompanist 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'jally t^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 guardsman hurried back to dress for ih? hlglii ride. Already the four troops had inarched to stables and were saddling. Already there were sounds of excitement over across the river and much scurrying through the straggling street of the oattle 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 the cavalry could come to the rescue of tho 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 ushered into the parlor, where Kitty still lay clasped in the mother's arms.

She scrambled to her feet the instant he entered and began an energetio outburst, but the sight of his woebegone face oheckod 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 know 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 sheoould say no more. It was Kitty who restored the social equilibrium. "I won't have you speak of Ujaol§.Fenton Jp that disgrace tful way, Mr. Farrar. You ought to be thankful you don't have to go, as you put it Have you totally^orgotten our engagement for tomorrow night?" "9h, fgr h^gve^s sake, Kittv! $hat is thai at such a time as this? There won't bo a sign of a dance unless they all get back in time, and I'd rather be dead than left here the first soout tbe 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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"trilly, my hoy, then you don't have to got* her how thoroughly in earnest be was, taught her that there was something alive in his heart of which she might well be jealous, and for the first time in her life the girl stood a little in awr of him, and, relinquishing her purpose of Upbraiding, she turned back, baffled and defeated, and took refuge by the mother's chair. "Toll us vho are to go. Willy," said Mrs. Farrar entreatingly.

Everybody but me and Leale. They'll be off in ten minutes too. Evon Jack Ormsby goes, and I'm orderrd— abaolately ordered—to stay here, as if were some—some baby in arms, ov f. to do duty with my fellows. I'll never forgive Fenton aa long as I live." "And I'll never forget it" mcrmurrd tbe mother as she gently checked Kir*, once more about to bom into inpiot. speech. "I'm sure Colonel Ptutrsa ir '. grave and good icasgna for keepls^r you

nere, 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," answered Will miserably. "Leale has been under fire and on trying duty time and again. His reputation was assured long yean 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 oome 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, be did not depart from hiB praotioe. The ohaplain had opened the door to note the progress of the preparations across the parada 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.

Amounted 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 E} goodby to ber admirers aro^g the Bubal tenia If Will persisted in his ill temper, t^ere 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 his 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 sceno across the snow covered parade was full of life and alligation. 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 call 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 Jaok Ormsby, and Kitty fluttered down to the gate to meet him. "You and AuntLuoretia will have to keep house by yourselves tonight, little sister," said he laughingly as he bent to kiss her goodby. "Corporal Borke 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 notioe Ormsby's coming, had Blipped baok within the hall and partially closed the door. Glanoing over her shoulder, she oould 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 covered his face with his hands. Helen Daunton, forgetful for the moment of her own bitter trouble, had sought to aid her friend in consoling the boy, but it was her first expe rience in such a case. She had never realized what it meant to a proud and ambitious young soldier to be held iu garrison when his comrades were being sent to the field, and, finding presently that she could be of little aid, she diew away toward the window to join the ohaplain and his wife, who were gasing 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 low tone, "they will be better left to them selves. Let us go out and see tbe troops form line," and, hastily quitting the parlor, they came suddenly upon Ellis lingering at the outer door. "Mr. Ormsby was Raying goodby to Kitty," she nervously explained, "and I remained here 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 tbe parade. Still there and looking now and then beyond Kitty's pretty, pathetic little face, clouded with a trouble alt !ther B2w to it Still there, and lon^.-g far a sight of the face be loved as be did no other despite all its ooldneas and aversion. Then they came hurrying forth— the old dominie and bis faithful helpmeet, tbe two young and beautiful women—and at sight of tbem Ormsby suddenly dismounted and passing the reins to bis orderly ran nimbly op tbe steps and extended his band. "Gooo night, clu.pl sun—good night, Mia. Ransom. We count on eating our Christmas dinner here despite tbe night march. Good night. Mil 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. I know how hard it is for him to stay. Good night, Mrs. F—Mrs. Daunton," he stumbled on, and extended to her the hand which he had withheld from Ellis. "Oh, pardon mel 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 a pace from the group, was gazing straight into his face—"it—it explains itself. You'll understand it Good, night 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 colonel's side. Another moment and the adjutant, galloping out in front of the long li :e of horses, had presented the squadron to Major Wayne, and that distinguished officer, unexpectedly awake anc lively, lost no time in pi eliminates, br:t broke his command at once into column of fours, and with the band pJaying its joyous march music, and with old Fenton himself in the lead, away they went down the winding road to the fiats 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 children, 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 out 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 eve tattoo. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

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