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Bronzed by raver, older

look upon his face, and the bars of a captain gracing the shoulders of

his new cavalry jacket, Donald Brant trotted down the stage road

bordering the Bear Water, his heart alternating between hope and dread

He was coed to

look into the eyes of his beloved, he shrank from the duty laid upon

him by the dead

The familiar yellow house at the cross-roads appeared so unattractive

as to suggest the thought that NaidathoseHe knocked at the sun-warped

door Without delay it was flung open, and a vision of flushed face

and snowy drapery confronted him

"Why, Lieutenant Brant! I was never ht in Yes, Naida is here, and I will have her sent for

at once Oh, Howard, this is Lieutenant Brant, just back fro How very nice that he should happen to arrive

just at this ti officer, as yet unable to discover an opportunity for speech,

silently accepted Mr Wynkoop's extended hand, and found a convenient

chair, as Miss Spencer hastened from the room to announce his arrival

"Why 'just at this time'?" he questioned