The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 1-26

* TheCedarvilleHerald,j W K. BLAIlt, PuWUhM, CEDAItVILLE, OHIO. THE FLIGHT OF TIME. I used to know * little maid A blOBBomfair, With eyes u laucblBE. brownito toade. With Ups th a t seemed for kisses made, And finer than an old brocade Her silken hair. Her frowns and smiles ebe (brew on all Like an expert; And though but ten years old, and small, A host of oourtters she could call. To bold her fan, her gloye or shawl. The little flirt t I used to be her willing slave,' ' ' Ah, happy loti She scolded, did I misbehave; Then turned at once and quite forgave, Booanso she had some boon to crave, The cunning to t I And wo were just as chummy then As chums could bo. Often do I remember when She Wished th at I' vrere only ten, Because, she said, she hated n e s - All men hut met But time passed by. and year by year We both have aged. She’s now eighteen, or very near, A reigning belle, calm and severe; Then, too; what makes It seem more queer, ' She Is engaged. Sometimes I wonder If she thlaks Of days when she Would sit I d church and tip me winks. Ah.no) she’s now a frozen sphinx; And she’s engaged, the little minx, Engaged to me! —Sam. 8. Stinson, in Uunsey’s Weekly. A Story of the LateWar. BY B ERNARD B IG 8BY , Author of "Loyal at Laat," *’K r Lady Fantaa- ’ tic,” ’’lU m 'i Great Secret." "Fell Arums Thlevea.” Etc. Copyright, «Sg«, by A. N. Kellogg Newspaper Co. CHAPTER VI.—CONTINUED. This freak of good fortune •gave , Frank; tvhat lie so much needed, asso­ ciation with- men, who, by education and home culture, were more nearly his equals, a boon he appreciated, besides rescuing him from the familiar 'a p ­ proaches of James Lawson and his friends, a consideration to be by no means ignored. When spring's first breath modified the icy clutches of winter, the order came for the regiment to inarch to St. Louis. Charlie Fulton and Frank were now bosom friends, though they were in different companies, and it was from him that Iicsant learned of the intended departure. ' “ TVagr’re going t o . march us the whole blessed way over the railroad ties to save the. Government the ex­ pense of transportation. It’s a shame —a burning shame—especially after the way our poor fellows have suffered froor this infernal climate,” Fulton de­ clared, with a gust of righteous indig­ nation, “ It's pretty tough, but I guess they'll come out all right,” was Frank's cheer­ ful response. “ Eh, Besant, how I do envy you that even disposition of yours. Nothing aeems to put yon out—why, I ’ve been raging ever since I heard the beastly news.!' “ And what good has yonr^raging done y 3 u, Charlie?" ‘Well, at any rate it haB let some of the superfluous steam oft and I'm like­ ly to be a little more companionable. So come to my quarters and have a pipe with me. I’m expecting one or two good fellows you will be glad to meet,” “ No cards?” Frank asked, sharply, “ Bless your innocent young heart, no —not even a game of Beggar-my-Nt igh- bor to shock yonr moral principles.” “Who will be there?” ■ever heard o r read o f a more daihiag fe a to f ch ival.y .” "It was a pretty tidy bit of fighting, I confess,” the Captain. drawled. “ By the by, there was another acquaintance of yours on that battle-field, who rode as though he had a hundred lives a t his disposal.” "No! Who?” “ Dick Swayne—you know ho enlisted in our corps?” "Indeed I do not. The last I saw of him he was pounding along with you to the battle-field, with the horse I'd been riding flying at your heels. And that- reminds me—did you ever catch my run­ away steed?” - “ Aye, that we did. Both nags entered my troop with their master and took part in that scrimmage at Springfield. As for Dick Swayne, he fought Hko tt wild-cat, and though I’m afraid we shall never make a smart soldier on parade out of him, he’ll be worth his weight in gold as a scout.” “Was hewounded?” “ Never got a scratch -y seemed as though lie bore a charmed life.” “ And you?" “ 1 was not so lucky; but the damage was not very .serious—just a bullet through my shoulder-blade, which makes a convenient excuse for a br’af trip home.” :t ■ ^ “Are you going far?” “ To Dayton, O. Then, I may take a ran down to a little place called Mel- tonburg, where I’ve a sister married to a young doctor, who may be glad to practice his healing art on mv person." “Not Harry Burrows, surely?” “ Yes, ' Marry Burrows. Why, yon don’t mean to say that you know him, do yon?” "Know him! I’ve known him all my life. I live at Meltonburg and iny father was a physician there, in whose office Harry got his first lessons in surgery. Oh, Captain Henderson, if you go there, you must call on my mother and Mr. Brentwood, the minister; and be sure .to see how Grace—” Frank paused and blushed scarlet. In the excitement of conversing with a man who was actually about to meet the dear ones at home, he had said more than he’intended to doT "Your sister, I suppose?” Henderson asked, surprised at his confusion. "No, not exactly—my—that is to say, Mr. Brentwood's grandchild.” "A child, eh? Some little thing you’ve made a pet of—nay, don't be ashamed of loving children, I’m fond of them my­ self; so rest easy, for I’ll take her a-big box of candies and u kiss in your name, and she shall hear how—” “ But,” Frank interrupted, can’t do any such thing. Miss "Yon Grace ‘so LET EVERY MAJTFtM. UP 1118 CAN." Brentwood is a young lady of eighteen, who would be shocked if—” “ Yon did the kissing by proxy. Ah, lad, I see how the wind blows, and will be properly considerate. of your in­ terests, and respectful to the young lady.” “ And you’ll see my mother?” “ Indeed I will. And, talking about relations, do you know that I have an uncle in your regiment? No? Well, I have—one of the best fellows that ever put on a soldier's coat—Major Hopkins —I honestly don’t think I ever met a kinder, truer gentleman than ho is—if you get a chance, cultivate his acquaints once, for lie’s a good man for a young- i ster like you to know." J “ Major Hopkins lias been good enough Why, Green and Carson of ours, j to take some notice of me already,” Gregory of the Thirty-ninth, and a cav airy fellow on his way home on fur­ lough—he says he knows yon, by the by —Mark Henderson, do you remember him?” “ I should think I did. ' Why, Charlie, he is the man Swayne and I rescued from the guerrillas.” “ Ah! that is jolly. - Well, putyouir forage-cap on and let us start.” Symposiums In officers' quarters were not always the kind of entertainments an elderly maiden lady of precise views would have declared particularly im­ proving gatherings, but on this occa­ sion the revelry was Hot very pro­ nounced. Some the * The picket* art fort reHeH t . b«fa Tfcalast tattoois twatiaf, tofa So let ever? « * * Fill uphiacan AnddriaUtoour next merry meeting, soya. ” The colonel so gayly prancing, hoys, Has a wonderful trick Ofadvancing, boys; When he sings out so large; 'Fix bayonets and charge!* He seta all the johnnies a danclng, boys. " Our sweethearts at home are sighing, boys; j For lads on the tented-fleld lying, boys: But we're hearty as yet. And don't mean to fret, Or talk about death, till we're dying, boy*. Frank said, intensely pleased at turn the conversation was taking. “ Yes, I heardfilm say to-day that you were wonderfully like a boy he lost.” Henderson continued: “ You see, Uncle Jack has had a pretty tough time of it, and that perhaps accounts for his going a-soldiering when most men of his age and means would have preferred to send a substitute. ” * “ A boy he lost?” “ Yes, his only child and wife were t both drowned at sea, and he has never j been the same man since.” • But now, to Frank’s chagrin, the con- j I versation was interrupted by other ; “ But 'tls time for a farewell-greeting, boys, For the wlng footedhoura arc fleeting, boys, So let every ruan , ■. TU I up his can. And, drink to our next merry meeting, boys.” Once fairly started, the gallant caval­ ryman proved himself a prince of good company, song and story tripping from his lips without apparent effort. It was only when the party was breaking up that Frank managed to, get a word or two with him. “ Shall I see you in the morning, Cap­ tain Henderson?” he asked, anxiously. “Not likely, my hoy; for I start on the first train, and .you'll be hoofing it probably before I’m out o f bed,” “ Yes, that is so. Well, be sure and call On mother, if you go to Meltonburg —and, I say; if you toll her any thing of our way of living down here, don’t draw your ‘pictures with too many shadows in them.” ' “ I understand, and will be careful. But how about the fair Grace? Shall I tell her that you send her a kiss, but don’t ’want the precious article deliv­ ered till you’re at home?” Frank laughed. “ Good-bye, old fellow,” lie said. “ I wish with all my heart and soul I was going with you." And there was something like, tears, in the lad’s eyes, as he grasped his friend’s hand and turned gloomily away to his quarters. The inarch to ' St. Louis proved worthy of Charlie Fulton’s worst an­ ticipations. The weather was execra­ ble, rain, snow, sleet by turn assailing j them—the ground now slushy as a swamp, and again frozen with ridges hard as iron. Sometimes they had to hunt for the least moist spot on which to pitch their tents, and at others they eoukl not pitch their tents at all, be- i cause no human hands could drive the pegs into the, adamantine earth, and all th is. suffering aggravated by the sight of trains-rolling.by them on which they ought to have beta riding. Some­ body’s ears at Washington must have tingled, if the old saw be true, for curses loud and deep fell from the lips of the weary men as they dragged their tired Hmbs over the endless miles of road. " I object,” mfhtcM^jr declared Dr. Burrows. “ Mark I* A* invalid and wants rest.” Then, seeing the pout oa his-wife’s pretty lips, lwadded: “ Bat ID propose an amendment to your propo­ sition. We’ve never attempted to give a party since we were married.' Now,- suppose you go to the Walnut House •nd invite Mrs, Besant to tea to-night. Youcanthpn trot round to the parson­ age and ask Mr, Brentwood and his women-folkr and—" “ Won’t that be perfectly splendid!” Flossie Burrows cried, and as Mark la­ zily accepted the pl^in it was forthwith carried out, But Mark Henderson was fated to meet Mrs. Besant before the evening’s festivities, for in the early afternoon n note came round from Walnut House to say that , that lady’s niece had just arrived from Chicago, whereupon the accommodating officer was commis­ sioned by his sister to call and induce both ladies to honor them with their CHAPTER VII. A VKKY QUIET PARTY. “ Do I know the Besants, Mark?” The speaker was Sirs. Burrows, a matron so young and pretty that one could see a t a •glance that the honey­ moon’ hud not yet readied its wane. “ Why, of course I do, and if you'd taken the trouble to Deadmy letters you. would have discovered that I consider Mrs. Besant the quite too sweetest thing in the way of widows I ever saw or read about. 9 What the men are thinking of to let her wear her weeds so long I’m sure I don’t know. If I were a man—" “ Which, thank goodness, you're not," a manly voice interrupted. " The fact is, Mark, somebody once told Flossie that there is a strong resemblance be­ tween her and Airs. Besant, und ever since she’s done nothing but rave about her perfections.” “ Oh, Harry Burrows, you wicked story-teller,” the little lady flashed in­ dignantly. “ I only wish I were like Mrs. Besant. Now, Mark, don’t pay an}- attention to his interruptions—I do know this lady very well, aqd I think her as near perfection as it is *possible for woman to be. She might be a little too old for you—but, I don’t know—she doesn’t look half her age—and, oh, wouldn’t it be nice, if— Dm lie whisky and a. good ! members of the party. . deal of tobacco whs consumed, of | Green and Carson, who were old i course, but beyond this mild dissipation ; fr}en<js Gf Henderson, were clamorous: there was ltttlo to complain of. Hen-' tUat ho shou,(1 sSnf? tliem fi0mething bc. derson Seemed very‘ pleased to m ee t«forc the dispersed. ****** i "Come now# Mark*-no excuses. We •*! know you Would be soon sitting a t . don't often get such a chance, and We've ' the high acutts of the* synagogue," he Jnot the slightest intention of tniftsing : ftaid, uand I told yon so* Let m& con* i t " gratnlatc you on your promotion.” ! “ UV11. boys,” was the cheery answer, “ Thank you," Frank replied—there , “ if you will promise to do justice,to the ; wns something about this matt that im* chorus, I don't care if J do tip yon n J pressed hirti with a Reeling of adm i.a-: - - - - stave. So, here trees. I stole the best A roar of laughter fro h r hVsoana interrupted the current of lier remarks, “ Well." he cried, “ if that isn't the boldest flight of feminine imagination I ever listened to! Why, Mark, Mrs. Besant is forty, if she is a day, and much too sensible a woman to encour­ age a flirtation with a man younger than herself, even if yon were tprit with her undeniable charms.” , “ Now this comes of visiting a pair of spoons like you two,” Henderson said, with assumed regret, “ I can not ask a simple qneation about a neighbor, bnt off yo\t fly into the realms of romance and matrimony. See, 1 didn’t even ask after the widow at all—I said the Be­ sants, ns plain as I could speak. Now, do you tliiuk you can come down from your stilts long enough to tell me who the Besants are?” “ But, Mark, there are no Besants but Mrs. Besant,” Mrs. Burrows pleaded. “ She is a widow with some means," her husband explained, “ who lives in the best house in the village, and is de­ cidedly the person of the place, as you will find out before you have been here very long. She has only one child, a soil, who is now covering himself with glory on the battle-fields.” “ Yes,” Henderson interrupted. “ 1 spent the evening v illi him a fcwniglits ago at Sedalia.” “ What!" Mrs, Burrows ejaculated. “ Yon have been ail night in the house ftnd never told us this. Why, Mrs. Be­ sant will he wild to see you. Get ready to go with me at once, sir, cr 1 shail never bo forgiven for having kept her so long from seeing you.” presence. “ You know I didn’t dare to say that you were a friend of Frank’s this morn­ ing, or wc should have had the widow down here long before this, interrupt­ ing my immense preparations for .sup­ per—simply an army officer, my dear boy—so while1 you’re there yon can. just let the flood-gates of your informa­ tion flow, or you’ll be boringus to dentil this evening with it all,” the volatile little lady suggested. “ And this niece—do you know any thing afiout her?” “ Oh, I[suppose she is a lady who was visiting Mps. Besant two years ago, whom I met at the Brontwoods, when I first made ' Harry's acquaintance—not at all good looking and rather passe— not a bit your style, my dear; but, as She’S bc up to her eyes unpacking, you may rely on having the fair widow, all to yourself.” . ■ i Henderson was a She, handsome fel­ low, with a distinguished military bear­ ing, and had often been the cynosure of udmiring eyes on th e ' parade-ground and in the drawing-room, but lie had never known what it was to be stored at as lie was by the gaping rustics on his way through the village, and well they might feast their Cj'es on his gal­ lant figure; for Meltonburg was one of those delightfully primitive villages,, where, if you had an egg for breakfast, there was not an old maid in the place who did not know which end you had broken it at before dinner-time! and consequently Mark's arrival had been heralded from house to ■ house. His doughty deeds liad been carried on the wings of gossip from fireside to fireside, and the patriotic editor of the Weekly Advertiser had primed them with a double-leaded description of the glorious cavalry charge at Springfield “ in which the brother-in-law of our talented fellow citizen, Dr. Burrows," .took so noble a part. Nay, not half an hour ago, the; new edition of the paper had come out w ith ,the announcement in bold type that "The hero of the bat­ tle of-Springfleld- is uraong us, visiting ■Doctor and Mrs. Burrows. "It is pro­ posed to give him a public reception be­ fore he goes back ito gather fresh laurels,” a piece of information which. Mark’s sister religiously kept out of his sight, for she felt sure if he saw it lie would bo off to Dayton by the first train. So the villagers stared their fill. Women ran to their doors to gaze after him as he passed, men gathered on the sidewalks to discuss his martial bear­ ing, and more than once the little boys got up a feeble cheer, which was snp-‘ pressed by their elders. If he had only entered a store, how they would liavo crowded in after him and solaced them­ selves in true rural fashion with a hearty hand-shake,’ but lie kept right on up the main street till he reached the garden gate of the Walnut House, where he was lost to the gaze of his ad­ mirers. A neat,maid servant, all blushes and giggles, received him. Yes, Mrs. Besant was at home—would he be pleased to walk right in, and slie would call her mistress? Mark had time to notice the pretty re­ finement of the room, which bore so many traces of feminine taste and had such a home-like air-about it, before his hostess made her appearance. Yes, Airs. Besant was decidedly hand­ some, he declared to himself, ns she swept into the room with a grace of movement so fascinating in beautiful women. There was a cliarm of man­ ner about her, too, which put him at his case before lie had been five minutes in her presence, and, oh! what a welcome she gave him, whep she found that lie had been a boon companion of her boy. 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(Shadows fij as wcl. as chickcuajJ t Among.soldiers \1 lit TC I k - tl Col an, ■ rci ti in our. late war—st little different froi to. men who' ma; head of-'’ ‘don't car go into battle witl ing with which t foot raee, or swim Then, there are t lofty courage, the go out coolly an fire, even though t dread in the in though there’ ma av pallor on their chj restlessness in tin1a subtle' emotion tl rer the limb. Woe stands or cowers i . a foe. >' . - I The ’most' tryinpty battle—and in all.: cc ter—is in the star. CO when the hour ha ra foe; in the movei fre the action; in tin cl and before the en ou the. drum first ,n(j when the bugle ua sudden summon: J*‘ and the cry sp flash through the P*, is in front, and tl *• j ' is now at hand. Alj Oh! then it is 1 brain of the sold ;an ■ wild woe of wa as! *courage spirit w: j ' is that valor beg props are not the " * ' ------------ I oli- soldier begins t begins to Wfitnh dread; n»ra win? fear soon follow V* , In the ipome>“ b,ugle blast o r di ■ B o f the cherny in time for- roflfecl wavs, lHftenW iltl reluctance to tragedies have not Blinking or quenccs. And there comes the or child or oiht vision of these tween a ifcanan always libbers J heart mirrors; separation of tl r*T not exhibit edw | UT ire It is not m makes cowards ings of the brt have the time from the dan, the. loved tha then coincs, as that somethin; and acknowlei Clfl But as soon der the enem finds he is he! portim.ty is p fire; as soon a in his front, —tlier. it is th | j the dread of soldier who h manl.i'od in h rally wants comes the be the assault up ing for the lir In thc> «.ii. in -eoiiflb'! then* Kequcr.eossr-iE lovcd ones fa home, ihe on is liow to ge him- and lie the Stirarndt characterize lory or deat Once in tl struggle, wi and thfiliin soldier hea smells, taM struggle.-th dread, no de ’ full of tha * 1 . m mt ft« m