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LOVE AND PET ME NOW.
Take' my -withered Haras in yours. " .' Children of my soul. Mother's heart is craving love, 1 Mother's grow Ing old. See the snows of many years Crown my furrowed browj As I've loved and petted you. Love and. pet me now. Lay your hands upon niy head, . Smooth my whitened hair, I've "been growing old the while You've been growing fair. I have tolled and prayed for you , Ask not why or how As I've loved and petted you, t ( Love and pet me now. Take my withered hands In yours, Children of my heart, Mdther't. growing oW, your love Makes of life sweet part. Touch with love my faded cheek, Kiss my anxious brow. As I've loved and petted you. Love and pet me now. Take my withered hands In yours, - Hold them close and strong. Cheer me with a fond caress. Twill not be for long. Touth Immortal soon will crown With its wreath my brow. As I loved and petted you, Love and pet me now. Take my withered hands in yours. This your heart will prove: If you owe me anything, Pay the debt In love. Press me In your strong, young arms. Breathe a loving vow. That as I loved and petted you. You'll love and pet me now. -Mrs. R. A. Windes, In Chicago Standard. An Army Wife BY CAPTAIN CHARLES KING. (Copyrighted, 1896, by F. Tennyson Neely. SYNOPSIS. Chapter I. Fannie McLane, a young widow, is Invited to visit the Graftons at Fort Sedgwick. Her sister tries to dis suade her, as Randolph Merriam (whom she had Jilted for old McLane) and his bride are stationed there. Chapter II. Fannie McLane's wedding causes family feeling. A few months later she, while traveling with her husband, meets Merriam on his wedding trip. Chapter III. Some time previous to this Merriam had gone on a government sur vey, fallen ill, and had been nursed by Mrs. Tremaine and daughter Florence. A hasty note from Mrs. McLane's stepson takes him to the plains. Chapter IV. Young McLane dictates to Merriam a dying message, which is sent to Parry (a young Chicago lawyer -and brother-in-law of Mrs. McLane). Reply causes Merriam to swoon. He is taken to the Tremalne's; calls for Florence. Chapter V. Engagement of Florence Tremaine to Merriam Is announced; wed ding shortly follows. Chapter VI. Mr. McLane is mysterious ly shot in San Francisco. Merriam Is greatly excited when he reads account In papers. While still in mourning Mrs. Mc Lane prepares to visit Fort Sedgwick. Chapter VII. Mrs. McLane arrives at the fort. Merriam Is startled at the news, and he and his wife absent themselves from the formal hop that evening. Chapter VIII. Mr. and Mrs, Merriam pay their respects to the widow or. an evening when she would be sure to have many other callers. When the call Is returned Merriam Is away, and his wife pleads Illness as excuse for not seeing her. Mrs. McLane receives teleprram: "Ar rested, Chicago. Your uncle stricken par alysis, You will be summoned. Secure paper, otherwise lose 'everything. V. M." She faints and Is revived with Ulfflculty. Chapter IX. Mrs. McLane desires to see Merrlum. Grafton persuades him to go, but the widow postpones the meeting till next noon. Chapter X. Florence learns Merriam has been to see Mrs. McLane, and in a storm of passion . will not allow him to explain. Then comes a brief summons to him to relieve the guard. CHAPTER X. CoxmcED. . One o'clock came, and the call bad pone from sentry to sentry, thanks to the breathless stillness of the air, and the moon was climbing high, and Lux was still up and swearing. A "wire" came out from the Junction that the "special" would not be there for two hours, so the Riders had stacked arms, uaslung packs, and were snoozing or skylarking as suited their humor. The olonel hud given permission for a dance at Miguel's. The band was play ing, and there was jollity in the wind. Bus said lie wouldn't have the cavalry mixed up in any such tomfoolery, how ever, and the patrol was saddled and ready to start. Grafton, coming back from his stable, where he had gone to personally see to the selection of fhe jiounts required, stopped and' drew Merriam to one side. "I'm sorry for the needless trouble you took t'jis evening, Merriam. I had ioed that Mrs. McLane would see you ntl have done with it. Another dis patch came for her three hours ago, and it seems to have roused her to action. She was up und dressed in time to see the regiment off, and now, I presume, the'a flirting with Whittaker. There are lights in the parlor. At all events the orderly hasn't found him, and Eux may send you after the stragglers in town." "Then I reckon I'll start ana make tl rounds and get out of the way," aid Randy. "By the way, captain, I hope your private stable is well secured. . Wa have only one sentry on that whole Iront now, and that matched team of fours is a powerful temptation to Bravo dorse fanciers. I mean to make two or Aiee trips around the row to-night." Well, then I can save you several hundred yards, Merriam," said Graf ton, fumbling in his pocket. "Take the hort cut through my yard. There are :o private horses between me and the ast end of the line, you know. Here's e key to the rear gate." Merriam took it and thanked him heartily. , "I'll go to the corrals first," said he, "and then come over your way. Good right." The lighU were still burning dimly in the parlor as Grafton reached his ouArfiera, but the slender form of a woman stood between him and the door. (t ,wa Mrs. McLane, and she began at ne.' ' "I have been waiting anxiously for fou, captain. Dear Harriet has gone to ber room tired out, and I thought Mr. Whittaker would never go I fairly had to send him. Mr. Merriam is officer of the guard. Could I see him could you take me to him for lost & minute? If t can talk with him three minute it will be ample, and I cannot rest now until I do." Grafton was on the point of bidding her remember that she had refused a chance of talking with him earlier that night but refrained, ne looked back across the sallow, moonlit surface of the parade to where the oil lamps were burning Wearily in the guardroom. "He is not there," said he. "He has gone down to the corrals. But" a happy thought striking him "in less than ten minutes he will be coming through here on his rounds. I gave him the key of our rear gate. It's warm and pleasant out here. You might hail and halt him as he enters." Meantime there had been a sore, sore hearted young wile farther up the row. As wrath and passion sobbed them selves away and the devil of jealousy wore itself out, and the thought of Randy's patience and gentleness and of all that Mrs. Hayne hod said of his unflagging tenderness and love, poor Florence began to wonder if she had not angered' him beyond repair. His last act had been one of fond, thoughtful care. He had spread the 6hawl over her and lingered over it as though he loved to touch her, mad, miserable, ugly, hateful as she had been, and she had spitefully thrown it off. She picked it up now and strove to arrange it as he had done, but could not. She arose and bathed her face and eyes, and gazed out over the now deserted parade. She had not even stirred when the Rifiers inarched away. She paced the floor again and felt that she was weak, and became conscious that she wns most unromantically hungry, and then Oh, heavens! how could she! how could she have forgotten? nere was Randy on guard, up all night, and never before since they came back from their wed ding tour had she failed when he was officer of the guard to have a delightful little chafing dish supper all ready for him at 12 o'clock, and he used to come over from his duties for half nn hour and eat with such an appetite and praise her Welsh rarebit, or her oysters, and then take her in his arms with such love and delight in his fond eyes, and here and here it was one o'clock and she'd utterly forgotten it. Oh, poor Rand must be starving! In ten minutes Mrs. Merriam had bundled up her dishevelled hair, donned some more becoming gown than the tumbled wrapper, and had bustled downstairs and lighted the parlor lamp to signal Randy to come home and be fed and forgiven, and then she ran sacked the cupboard and started her fire, and then peeped over toward the distant guardroom and saw no sign of his coming. She trotted through the kitchen and banged lustily at Hop Ling's door and bade him rise and go summon his master, but the menial an swered not. He, too, had slipped away to the Junction -not so much to see the Rifiers off as to have a shy at fan-tan, and Florence was alone. Never mind. She had been born and reared in garri son. No one could teach her the ins and outs of poet' life. Why shouldn't she run across the wide, dimly-lighted flat and surprise her darling at his desk, and bid him come borne with her and let her twine herself about him, and have a happier cry as she told him how weak and wicked and cruel and hateful she had been, and beg to be taken back into his love and trust. Yes, yes, well she knew that he was too noble, too grand to treat her sternly, eoidly, be cause of her tempestuous outbreak. It was all because she loved him so loved him so that it was torture to think any other woman could claim or hold or even' attract him. With brightening eyes, with bounding heart, she threw over her head and shoulders a light wrap and stepped out on the piazza. Somebody was coming across the pa rade from the guardhouse even now. He was still too far away to be recog nized, but as he halted one minute and turned ns though to listen to the sen tries just beginning to call half-past one, the moonlight glinted on the 6teel scabbard, and she knew it must be Randy. Then he was coming to her after all, and she need not have to seek him and he the first to "make up," as she used to say in girlish days. The tall went round with echoing ring, and then on came her loving husband again. How she loved that martial stride of his! How erect and strong and sol dierly he seemed! now why he wasn't coming straight to her. He had reached the flagstaff. There lay the beaten pathway right before his eyes and hers. He must see the bright lights of his home bidding him come and find love and welcome. But he had turned away was walking, not toward the west end, but straight for the middle of the row. straight to where the Graftons lived where that woman lived. But that meant nothing. Oh, no! Florence well knew that meant noth ing. Had he not said only a little while before that never would he see or speak with her without coming first to his wife, his Florence, and letting her know? Yet, why should he go thither, at this hour of the night? Thatwasnot the way to the sentry posts. Uncon-j sciously she approached the edge of the, piazza she saw him reach' the road-! way saw him cross it saw hira-rm'en ciful God! could she believe her eyes? saw him enter what must be ' the Graftons' gate and then become lost in the shadows of the row. Hardly know ing what she did, Florence sped madly down the steps, out through the gate and, almost running, down eastward along the walk. Nearing the Graf tons', she pressed her hand to her heart to still its mad pounding, and as she came opposite the parlor window she noted that the lam na were burninc dimlv. lute as it was. Could be have entered? Breathless, dazed, she Clung to the picket fence for support, cot knowing what to do next, and then the blood seemed to turn to ice in her veins, for somewhere, close at hand, just beyond those sheltering vines she heard voices, his voice and hers, low-toned, earnest, ah! passionate for she heard her mur mur: "Oh, Randy, Randy!" and; atepping quickly forward, saw her jus around tha corner of the trellis, ftppar ently clinging to hia arm, the two dim figures seemingly linked " together, blending in one vague, indistinguish able, yet damning shape, and then all grew dark to her, as though a pall had been dropped from the starry heavens, hiding from sight the sin and woe of a reeling world. . CHAPTER XL "Mrs. McLane," Merriam was saying at the moment, interrupting the plead ing, weeping woman who was clinging to his arm, "it is useless to talk of it. Had you let me know why you wished to see me, all the pain of this meeting could have been avoided. Every paper I had was given to Mr. Parry, your law yer, months ago. 1 know less about the matter, probably, than you do; and now, forgive me, but 1 must go at once." Almost forcibly he drew her clasping hands from his arm, and turning sharp ly and, without another word to the cringing woman, hastened on through the narrow pathway that led between Grafton's cottage and that to the east ward, and presently emerged again into the moonlight at the back of the house, going straight to the captain's stable. For a moment his late companion stood there, at the trellis, staring after him. in mingled misery and incredulity. .She had planned it well. She had marked his coming just as Grafton had said, had hurried down to the shady aisle be tween the quarters and halted him there astonished at her daring. He would have walked a dozen miles that night rather than Ree her at all, but to meet her this way, to feel that he was trapped, made Merriam's blood boil with wrath. His voice, though, was stern and cold ns he bade her say why she wished to see him. But her aim was to detain, to soften, to charm and then to plead, and she had a dreadful, dread ful story to tell and none to tell it to but him. Even then she was balked, for Merriam bluntly bade her omit the story, ns he knew all he needed to know, and come to the point at once. Whait could she wnnt of him? Advice sym pathy, she cried; and for advice he re ferred her to herawyer for sympathy she must not come to him. She must have some purpose in calling' on him what was it? And then it proved to be the packet with certain papers, given him by the young miner in the Mes calero. "It was turned over to your lawyer long ago," said Randy; and then she burst into tears and said she was undone, and wailed: "Oh, Randy, Ran dy! what can I what am Ito do?" And he suggested gravely, courteously, but positively, that she should at once go indoors, while he went on his way. His heart wasbitito'1 against her as he strodeoutbeyond the fence line.and, aft- '. e. WW She heard her murmur: "Oh, Randy, Bandy." ercaref ully inspecting the doors of G raf- ton'B stable, he closed and locked the gate. He wished now more than ever to hurry on westward and enter his own little home and surprise Florence. With grateful eyes he had noted the parlor lights and interpreted them as indicating that she must be well over the unreasoning stage of this her first, and, he prayed God, her last, jealous trouble. He turned toward his own gate, intending only to glance at the other stables on the way and give the sentry additional orders; but when he got so far toward the western end of the row as to enable him to distinguish any object as big as a man he found to his vexation that there was no sentry there at all, and that he must retrace his steps and look for him toward theother end. It was a backward tramp of over 300 yards, and be was irritated enough to feel like scoring the sentry when finally he came upon him. "You shouldn't be here, sir," he be gan, after the customary challenge and reply. "Where you are most needed is alongtoward theother end, where, there are private horses in flimsy stables." "I know, sir," said the soldier, prompt ly, "but there's something amiss out there on the road toward town. I heard a scuffle and cries for help, and then a running down into the creek bottom. The corporal's gone out to see. I'm afraid there's been blood spilt, sir." And even as they stood and listened, the still night air wns split by the loud report of a carbine,, echoed back from the opposite wall of the shallow, nar row canyon. It was followed almost instantly by a cry for aid. "Come right along," shouted Merriam to the sentry, and he sprang away in the direction of the alarm. "Never jnind your post!" ,1 ', A run of nearly 400 yards, crossing diagoually the Junction road. as they ran, brought the lieutenant to the edge of. the chasm, at a point where one could see some distance down the stream, the sentry panting several rods oenina. 1 ne; moonlight was faint, but still sufficient to enable him to make out the form of a man apparently crawl ing on hands and knees up the bank, while another lay motionless lose to the water's edge. Over this latter Corp oral Mahoney was bending, imploringin grief-stricken - tones. Randy went bounding down the abrupt slope, sure- looted a a goat, " "What's the matter, corporal? What it It?" . "Brady, sir-stabbed to death, I'm 'fraid. There was three of 'em on him, and more at poor Corcoran yonder- Mexicans all of em, and they lit out straight for that raonte sback across the mesa. Their horses are there. I reckon. Look up. Brady, man, for God's sake! Here's the lieutenant come to help." Merriam knelt, threw open the blue blouse and placed bis hand over the heart, waited a moment and shook his head. His hand was dripping with blood as be drew it out. "All over witfh poor Brady, I fear," said he. "Run quick. No. 2 followed me out. Tell him to hurry for the surgeon and send the litter from the hospital. Who fired?" "I did, sir. 1 hoped to bring down one of the gang, but they were too far off," answered the corporal, as he was pulling himself up the bank. Turning away from the stricken sol dier and dabbling for a moment hit hand in the stream. Randy called to Cor-1 uui till, uuc uiuci v IV 1 1111, 1, uu naagi tun ing and cursing alternately, and who presently burst into maudlin tears, de manding to be given a chance to stand oi p against the d d greasers again. that he might annihilate the entire party. It was evident that a subtler enemy had downed him even before the Mexican took hold. He was only slight ly injured physically, but his money was gone. All Randy could extract from him was that there had been a game and he wouldn't pay up because the greasers were cheating, and they chased him and Brady, and overtook them and used their knives. Buxton was still up and full of his project of sending the patrol of ab sentees and the band just as soon as the Rifiers' train should have started. He heard the call for the surgeon, and promptly turned out in person. The sleepy horses of the patrol were stand ing meekly and wonderingly at the guardhouse when the distant shot was fired, and, borrowing one, the sergeant galloped out. When Bux appeared he borrowed another, and one for the sur geon. Then, after hearing Merriam's brief recital, he ordered him to mount forthwith, take the entire patrol and gallop in chase of the greasers. TO BB CONTINUED, J Foibles of Great Men. The weakness of a great man is often that feature which contains the most interest for the student of human na ture. It may be of interest to know that Napoleon set aside $4,000 a year for dress. Unfortunately, he had a weakness for white breeches, and often, while wholly absorbed in state affairs, he would spill ink or coffee on those deli cate trousers, which he would hasten to change upon disoovering the spots. This circumstance cost the blameless but timid Comte de Remusat his place as master of the robes. The emperor spoiled his clothes so frequently that the imperial tailor was constantly re ceiving fresh orders, and $4,000 became insufficient to meet the bills. The mas ter of robes was foolishly afraid to men tion the subject to Napoleon, and con tinued to give unsatisfactory replies to the insistent tailor who became press ing in his demands. At length, becom ing exasperated, the tailor took the bold step of complaining to Napoleon, who learned with astonishment and anger that he owed his tailor $6,000; he paid the bill and at the same time dismissed the frightened Comte de Remusat. "1 hope," said the emperor, smiling and frowning at the same time at his newly appointed master of robes, "that you will not expose me to the disgrace of being dunned for the breeches I am wearing." Waverly Magazine. Only One Thins Lacking. A number of traveling men were talk ing about the singular experiences they have at various small hotels throughout the northwest. Somebody referred to Dennis Foley, whose hotel at Mcnno, in Hutchinson county, S. D.. is very popular with the boys because of its genial landlord. One of the tour ists remarked: "You would know, of course, that Dennis is a thorough Irishman, al though he hasn't a very broad hrogue. Hutchinson county is settled almost ex clusively by Russians, and the town of Menno is named after the great re ligious reformer who founded the Men nonite church to which so many of the Russians belong. 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