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THE CARKOLL TREE PRESS, CARROLLTON, CARROLL 0 TUNTY, OEEORGIA
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 31, 191*
A Romance oflhe
AMERICAN ARMY
* ^mmgr oil the Batllefid&r of
FRANCE
CAPT. WALLACE SEES ELEANOR, NOW A YOUNG
LADY, FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MANY YEARS
Synopsis. Lieut. Mark Wallace, U. S. A., is wounded at the battle of San-
tingo. While wandering alone in the jungle he comes across a dead man in a lint
outside pf which a little girl is playing. When he is rescued he takes the girl
to the hospital and announces his intention of adopting her. His commanding
officer, Major Howard, tells him that the dead man was Hampton, a traitor who
sold department secrets to an international gang in Washington and was de
tected by himself and Kellerman, an officer in the same office. Howard pleads
to be allowed to send the child home to his wife41ml they agree that she shall
r.evcr know her father’s shame.
CHAPTER III.
Several years later Cuptaln Mark
Wallace descended from a street car
and walked up the grounds of a very
select young ladies’ boarding school In
Westchester county, New York, kept
by two maiden ladles. Entering the
colonial portico, tit* 1 captain rang the
bell and asked to see Miss Howard.
Five minutes afterward, having sntis-
lled the lady principal that he stood in
the avuncular relation to her charge,
and was a man of blameless life, he
met Eleanor in (he reception room.
It was some years since he hud seen
her. The grimy little waif of the San
tiago battlefield had shot up Into a
slim, long-legged schoolgirl, with brown
hair tied back with a ribbon, and a
face that already showed the promise
of beauty.
The girl hurried forward ns If ex
pecting an embrace, reulized Mark’s
Intention, and checked herself quickly
and held out both hands.
"Dear Uncle Mark 1" she exclaimed,
"I've been looking forward to you ever
since I got your letter telling me that
you were coming East.” /
"Well, It’s nice to ho appreciated
like that,” said Mark, laughing.
“I couldn’t quite persuade myself
that it was true, and that I should
really see you at last. And you’re not
lu the least like your photogruph."
“Homelier, Eleanor?”
"No, but different. Older—very
much older. You must be awfully old
—quite thirty, I should say.”
"Nearly,” ndmltted Mark, wondering
whether the long years In the West,
with the sweltering heat and arduous
service, had really aged him prema
turely. Mark had had no Influence to
secure him anything better than a
border post. He often wondered why
he hud not gone lito civil life, like so
many of his eluss, and amassed a com
petency in the first booming yenrs of
the twentieth century.
Something In the blood, perhaps, had
held him to the army life, which he
loved so much la principle and hated
so much In practice. He was not far
short of thirty; he had nothing hut
his meuger pay; no ties but a married
sister In Chicago nnd the girl in the
boarding school, who filled so great a
part of his thoughts, so disproportion
ate a share.
For until that day he had only seen
her once since he picked her up In the
jungle, and she had been too youag to
Tetaln the memory of the meeting in
Major Howard's home.
“I expected a young man, but I’m
just as pleased to see you," sutd
Eleanor. “I don’t like very young
men.”
Mark received her amends with
amusement, and they sat down side by
Side upon the sofa, and were soon deep
In csmyersatlan. Murk learned all
about her school and her friends. She
was very huppy there nnd would re
gret not going back at the end of the
holidays. However, Major and Mrs.
Howard hnd only, placed her there for
a few months while they went on a
' .visit to the West.
f “1 always felt that you are really
my guardlnn, eve If you did give me
up to Major Howard,” said Eleanor.
“But I have only lent you,” said
Mark. "I couldn’t very well take car*
of you when I was Bent to Texas. And
it has always been understood that you
belong to me—I mean, that I am yonr
guardian, Elennor.”
"I know," she said. “And you write
me such splendid letters, with such
good advice In them.”
“Which you don't follow."
"Indeed I do,” said the girl, eagerly.
"Only sometimes It is Jnst a little out
of date, Uncle Mark.”
"In whnt particular?" Inquired
Mark, beginning to feel a little like a
prig In the presence of tljls self-pos
sessed young person. It Is so easy to
assume the task of adviser from a dis
tance. but difficult to retuln the role
face to face.
“Well, when you wrdte me last year
to remember not to be pert and for
ward, like modern children, Uncle
Mark. Pertness comes at seven or
eight. One isn’t pert at twelve—at
least, not In the way you meant. They,
call It Ill-bred, then."
"I suppose I didn't realize how big
yon were getting,” said Mark penitent
ly, “But you can’t think how glad I
pun to gee. xuu. aurwey.”
"It's n shame sticking you for years
out In that horrible desert," said the
girl. “I jvlsh, Uncle Mark, you hadn’t
stayed In the army after the war."
“Why, my dear?"
“Because then you could have gone
Into business In New York, like Cap
tain Murray and Captain Crawford.”
“I’ve been thinking about as much
myself, Eleanor. But I guess the nriny
got hold of me.”
“But they haven’t treated you right
ly, Uncle Mark. They haven’t promot
ed you for -years, and they have
jumped all sorts of officers over your
head. Major Howard was saying so
oidy before he left for Alaska. But, of
course, he's out of favor, and he
wouldn’t have any Influence, anyway.
It’s years since he was In the army.”
“I suppose I’m a back number, my
denr. Some of us hnve to be. Per
haps I’ll get my chance. I’m not thir
ty yet, you know, and thirty Isn’t con
sidered nwfully old in the army. At
least,. It Isn’t the retiring age.”
"Don’t he so nbsurd, Uncle Mark!
You don’t look an old man nt all. It
was just that your photograph was
taken so long ago, and I didn’t reflect
that you must have changed.”
"And If ever another war comes I’m
sure my experience will count for a
lot. And I’ll probably have command
over Captain Murray and Captain
Crawford If ever the National Guard
is called on for serious work. And
then you'll have your function as our
mascot, you know.*
He was surprised nt the glri’s sud
den responsiveness to his words. She
grew very serious.
“I've often thought about that, Un
cle Mark," she answered.
"But, of course, It may nev« hap
pen.”
"I suppose not. But If ever It does
I mean to try to be what you meant
me ,to be when you made that condi
tion" to the major. How I wish—how
I wish—"
“Yes, my denr?”
“That we knew who my father was.
Sometimes I think he was only an
American planter, perhaps, who lived
in Cuba nnd wus forced to flee when
the wnr began. And then ngnln I
dream that he may hnve been a brnve
soldier who was trying to serve his
country by going into the Spanish
lines in disguise, nnd I hope that I
may be worthy of him."
“You don’t remember anything,
Eleanor?”
“Yes, Uncle Mark. I’m sure I do—
and yet I've thought so much about It
that I'm not sure how much of It Is
memory and how much is just child’s
Inventions. Terhnps I Invented all of
"Well, Uncle Mark, my first connect
ed memories are of Major Howard’s
home, of course. , And I have a very
vivid Impression of being brought Into
the dining room and toasted at that
dinner which the Major gave to the
officers after the war. But before all
that I seem to have memories, as If
they were pictures."
“Whnt Is the first thing you remem
ber?"
“I see a woman lying In a bed In a
strange room. Her face Is whiter than
any face I have known; a man sits be
side her, with his heud In his hand,
and, though death has no meaning for
me, I am afraid, for I know that she
was my mother.”
“Was this In Cubn, Elennor?”
“I don’t know, but I think so, Uncle
Mark, because 1 remember running to
the window and seeing n great pall#
tree outside, with spreading branches.
And there ure other cities, and we
seem to go from place to plnce, alwnys
watching for somebody, and yet, as It
were, biding from people. I know we
avoid people, but It Is an instinct ODly
that tells me so.
"And again I am with my father In
the jungle. I don’t know how we got
there, but I see the trees all around
me, and I am afraid. We walk on und
on, nnd sometimes he carries me, nnd
we sleep under the trees nnd are
drenched with rain. I am so tired and
| thirsty. But we go on and on, nnd
when we stop we find a little hut, and
I am afraid no longer.”
“And then?" asked Mark In agita
tion.
"I remember nothing. I suppose the
bullet that killed my father must have
struck him while he was In the hut,
but I hnve no picture In my mind at
all.”
Mark mumbled something to con
ceal his agitation. “And do you re
member me coming nnd picking you
up?” he asked.
She shook her head regretfully. “I
don't remember anything else,” she
ansWered. "Nothing until that dinner
in the major’s house.”
She linked her arm through his nnd
looked at him earnestly. "Uncle
Mark, It makes me unhappy some
times to think that I hnve no memory,
no clear memory of my parents. I aim
sure that some day all tills mystery
will be cleared up. Don’t you hope
so?”
"Yes”’ answered Mark, miserably.
He hnd always wondered what the
child would be like. Howard’s half-
yearly letters had always assumed too
much for granted. Mark had practi
cally relinquished Eleanor to the Ma
jor, nnd he lmd never learned anything
about her that he had really wanted to
know. He had not Imagined the pre
cocious, high-strung, Idealistic girl
whom he now saw. He knew that the
disclosure of her father’s dishonor, If
ever it came about, would shock her
Into a revulsion of feeling that would
be fatnl to the true development of
her character.
He had often wished that he had not
pressed that Idea of the regimental
mascot upon the major. It had been
born In n mind attuned to the victory
of Umt bloody day; in normal mo
ments he would never have enter
tained It. Yet Major Howard had
been more Impressed than he had nd
mltted to Mark. The Idea had
spread through the minds of the other
officers. There was never a Gunrd din
ner but Elennor was solemnly toasted,
though she.was not permitted to be
present, and somehow the child had
become a symbol In the minds of these
plain men in business and professional
lffe who spent two weeks In camp
each year.
After the war Mark had gone to the
regulars; but he was still In touch
with the officers of thp Seventieth, and
he knew that, If ever war came, he
could obtain an appointment to it.
"I am sure that my father will prove
to have been a brave soldier,” said
Eleanor, clasping her hands eagerly.
“And sometimes,” she continued, "I
think that there must have been a
grent mystery about him.”
“Why?” demanded Mark, startled.
"Because of the man who watches
for me.”
“Watches for you? It U Imagina
tion, Eleanor.”
She shook her head. “I’ve seen him
three or four times," answered the
girl. “He waits at places that we pass
when we go out together. And he
wutches me then, though he nevef at
tempts to speak to me.”
“And you’ve told Miss Harper?”
“No, Uncle Mark. She would think
I was hysterical,” answered the girl,
shrewdly.
Mark could see that, but he was
certain thnt it was hysteria, that the
Idea had come to the child as the re
sult of brooding over the mystery of
her parentage. The entrance of the
lady principal put an end to their con
versation. Mark rose reluctantly. His
visit hnd been all too brief, and it
might be years before he saw the girl
again.
“Well, Eleanor, this Is au rcvolr,”
he said. "Perhaps for years.”
She looked at him in sudden alarm.
“You are not coming hack before you
leave for the West, Uncle Mark?” she
asked.
“They won’t allow me the time. I
little wistfully. “Captain Mark,
there’s something I want awfully to
say to you, but It takes a lot of cour
age.” she added.
"Tell me just the same," answered
Mark. "You know, my dear, I want
you to have everything you wish for.
And If Major Howard won’t give It to
you, you just let me know. He has as
sumed the responsibility for your up
bringing, and I’m going to have the
fun of giving you pleasure.”
“It’s something that Major Howard
can’t give me, Captain Mark.”
"Can I?” •
"Yes," she said in a low voice, pull
ing nt his coat, nnd suddenly raising
her eyes to his. Mark Wallace saw the
soul of a mature woman look out of
the eyes of the child. “When I’m old
er and have put my hair up, and wear
long dresses—when I’m eighteen, sny,
I—l want you to muiry me, Captain
Mark.”
She was gone in a flash, running j
along the corridor, while Mark Wnl- j
lace stood dumfounded at the door, |
hearing her footsteps grow fainter ns
she hurried Into the recesses of the
Misses Harpers’ School for Select
Young Ladles.
Mark went down the walk like n
man dreaming. It was absurd; It was,
perhaps, characteristic of the girl’s age
and temperament; and yet, lu spite of
the absurdity, Captain Mark Wallace
felt as If he had suddenly regained
the grimy little c’llld whom he had
found upon the hillside lu trout of
Santiago, nnd lost again.
As he reached the gale he saw n
man watching .•!• 1 from the bend of
the road. Some!’. ;ng of furtlveuess In
the man's posture made him wheel
sharply round; then he remembered
Eleanor’s words and started lu lmste
toward him. But the man' shambled
off at a quick gait and when Mark
reached the bend be could see no
body.
Gapt. Wallace meets Eleanor, whom
he finds to he a center of attractibn.
He also renows his acquaintance with
Kellrman, in whom he Immediately dis
cerns to ho an antagonist.
TO BE CONTINUED.
TELL HIM NOW
“I Know That She Was My Mother."
It, and made myself believe I remem'
bored It. And yet 1 am sure part of it
Is memory.”
“What do you remember?” asked
Mark rather fearfully.
If with ploasove you are viewing any
work a man is doing.
If you like him or you love him,
tell him now
Don’t withhold your approbation till
tlie parson makes oration,
And ho lies witli snow lillies o’er his
brow;
For no matter how you shout it, lie
won’t really care about it;
He won’t know how many teardrops
you linvc shed;
Tf you think some prnise is due “him,
now’s the time to slip it to him.
For he cannot rend his tombstone
when lie’s dead
More than fume and more than money
is the comment kind and sunny
And the hearty warm approval of a
friend,
For it gives to life a savor, nnd it makes
you stronger, brnver,
And it gives you hert njid spirit to
the Cud;
if lie earns your praise besto t w it; if
you like him let him know it;
Let the words of true encouragement
be said;; «
Do not wait till life is over nnd he’s
underneath the clover,
For he cannot rend his tombstone
when he’s dend
—Christian Endeavor World
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The organization of the county forces
for the big drive to raise our quota
of the United War Work Fund of $170,-
300,000 to brighten the lives of our
boys who nre fighting is now practi
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and then back to Texas.”
.She returned no unswer, but went
with him to the house door, and turned
and faced him there, pulling at the
lapels of his coat.
tuin
to call you Uncle Mark any more,
“An older one?” asked Mark, laugh-
iag, though he had a strange sinking
at his heart. This child epitomized
home to him, and he had been home
less since boyhood.
"You must forgive me,” she sold, •
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