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The Two Vanrevels
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By BOOTH TARKINGTON.
Author of "The Centlemnn From Indiana" and "Monsieur Beuclr
Copyright. 1002. by S. 5. McClure Co.
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CIIAPTKU XIX.
ILL CUMMINGS hud almndon-
ed the pen for tho sword until
such time us Santa Anna
should cry for quarter, and
W
BESS
Jmd lofL tho olllco In charge of an ltu
ported substitute, but late that night '
he came to hLs desk once more to write
the story of the accident to Corporal
Gray, and the tale that he wrote hud
been already put Into writing by Tom
Vanrevel a8 It fell from Oralley's lips
after the doctor had come, so that none
might doubt It. No ojo did doubt It.
What reason had Mr. Carowe to injure
Cralley Gray? Only live In Rouen
.knew the truth, for Nelson had gone
with Ids master, and, except Mamie,
tho other servants of the Carewe house
hold had been among tho crowd In
front of tho Rouen House when the
nhot was Ural.
So tho Btory went over the town how
Cralley hnd called to say good by to
Mrs. Tanbcrry; how Mr. Carowe hap
pened to be examining the musket his
father had carried In 1812 when the
weapon was accidentally discharged,
the ball entering Cralley's breast; how
Mr. Carowe, stricken with remorse and
horror over this frightful mlsfortuno
and suffering too severe ungulsh of
mlud to remain upon tho scene of the
tragedy -which his carelessness had
made, had tied, attended by his serv
ant, and how they had leaped aboard
the evening boat as It was pulling out
and were now on their way down tho
river.
And this was the story, too, that Tom
told Function, for it was he who brought
bcr to Cralley. Through the long night
fihe knelt at Cralley's side, his hand al
ways pressed to her breast or cheek,
her eyes always upward and her lips
moving with her prayers, not for Crul
ley to be spared, but that tho Father
-would take good care of him in heaven
till she came. "I had already given
him up." she said to Tom meekly In a
email voice. "I knew It was to come,
.and perhaps this way la better than
Tthat I thought It would be far away
from me. Now I can be with him, and
perhaps I shall have him a little longer,
for he was to have gone uwuy before
.noon."
The morning sun rose
upon a fair
-world, gay with bird chattcrlugs from
the big trees of the Carewe place and
Itlcusant with the odors of Miss Betty's
gunten, and Crailey, lying upon tho
bed of tiie man who had shot him,
hearkened and smiled goodby to tho
.summer he loved; and, when tho day
fcrokc, asked that tiie bed bo moved so
that he might Ho close by the window.
It was Tom who had borne him to that
room. "I have carried him before
Jthls," he said, waving the others nsldo.
Not long after sunrise, when the bed
Shad been moved near the window, Crai
ley begged Function to bring him a
miniature of bis mother which he had
driven her and urged, her to go for It
fcereelf. Ho wanted no hands but hers
to touch It, he said. And when she
had gone he asked to be left alone with
Tom. i
"Give me your hand, Tom," he said
faintly. "I'd like to keep hold of it a
minute or so. I couldn't have said that
yesterday, could I, without causing us
tooth horrible embarrassment? But I
fancy I can uow because I'm done for.
-That's too bad, Isn't It? I'm very
.young, after all. Do you remember
what poor Andre Chenler said as he
went up to be guillotined? 'There were
things In tills head of mine!' But I
want to tell you what's been tho mat
ter with me. It was Just my being a
bad sort of poet. I( suppose .that I've
never loved any one, yet I've cared
.more deeply than other men for every
lovely thing I ever saw, and there's so
little that hasn't loveliness In It. I'd
he ashamed not to have cared for the
beauty In all the women I've made
love to but about tills one the most
"beautiful of all I"
"She will understand," said Tom
quickly.
"She will yes she's wise and good.
If Function knew, there wouldn't bo
even a memory left to her, uud I don't
think she'd live. Aud, do you know, I
believe I've done a favor for Miss Bet
ty In getting myself shot. Carewe will
never come buck. Tom, was ever a
man's knavery so exactly the architect
of his own destruction as mine? Aud
for what gain? Just tho excitement of
tho comedy from day to day, for sho
was sure to despise mo as soou as she
knew, and the desire to hoar her voice
say another kindly thing to me, and
tho everlasting perhaps in every wom
an, and this ono Uio heart's desire of
all tho world! Ah, well! Tell mo I
want to hear It from you how mauy
hqyjQj doesthcdqelor suy '
"Hours, Cralley?" Tom's hand twitch
ed pitifully hi the other's feeble grasp.
"I know It's only a few."
"They're all fools, doctors!" exclaim
ed Vanrevel fiercely.
"No, no. And I know ttiat nothing
can be done. You all see It, ami you
want mo to go easily, or you wouldn't
let me have my own way so much.
It
frightens me, I own up, to think that
so soou I'll be wiser than the wisest in
the world. Yet 1 nlways wanted to
know. I've sought and I've sought
but now to go out alone on Uie search
It must be the scurch, for the Holy
Grnil-l"-
"IMenso don't talk," begged Tom In a
broken whisper, "for mercy's sake, lad.
It wears on you so."
Cralley laughed weakly. "Do you
think I could die peacefully without
talking a great deal? There's one thing
I want, Tom I want to see all of them
once more, all the old friends that are
going down the river at noon. What
harm could it do? I want them to
come by here on their way to the boat,
with the baud and the new Hag. But
I want tho band to play cheerfully!
Ask 'em to play 'ltosln the Bow,' will
you? I've never believed In mournful
uess, and I don't want to see uny of It
now. It's the rankest Impiety of all!
Aiiu, besides, l want to see tliem as
they'll be when they come marching
home they must look guy!"
"Ah, don't, lad, don't!" Tom flung
one arm about the other's shoulder, and
Cralley was silent, but rested his hand
gently on his friend's head. In that at
titude Fanchon found them when she
came.
The volunteers gathered at the court
house two hours before noon. They
met each other dismally, speaking In
undertones as they formed in lines of
four, while their dispirited faces show
ed that the heart was out of them. Not
so with the crowds of country folk and
townspeople who lined the streets to
see the last of them, for these, when
the baud came marching down the
street and took Its place, set up a royal
cheering that grew louder as Jefferson
Bareaud, the color bearer, carried the
flag to the head of tho procession. With
tho recruits inarched the veterans of
1812 uud the Indlau wars, the one
legged cobbler stumping along beside
General Trumbie, who looked very de
jected and old. The lines stood In
silence and responded to the cheering
by quietly removing their lints, so that
the people whispered that It was more
like an Odd Fellows' Sunday funeral
than the departure of enthusiastic pa
triots for the sent of war. General
Trumble's was not the only sad face In
tho ranks. AH were downcast and nerv
ous, even those of tho lads from the
country, who hud not known the com
rade they were to leave behind.
Jefferson unfurled the flag. Marsh
gave the word of command, the band
began to piny a quickstep, and the pro
cession moved forward down the cheer
ing lane of people, who waved little
flags and bnndkerchlefs and threw
their hats in the air as they shouted;
but, contrary to expectation, tho parade
was not directly along Main street to
the river. "Right wheel! March!"
commanded Tapplngham hoarsely,
waving his sword, nnd Jefferson led
the way Into Carewe street.
"For God's sake, don't cry now!" and
Tapplngham with a large drop streak
lug down his own cheek turned savage
ly upon Lieutenant Cummlngs. "That
Isn't what he wants. He wants to sec
as looking cheering uud smiling. We
can do it for him this once, I guess! I
never saw him any other way."
"You look very smiling yourself!"
snuffled Will.
"I will when we turn in at tho
gates," retorted the captain. "On my
bouI I swear I'll kill every sniffling
idiot that doesn't! In line, therol" ho
stormed ferociously at n big recruit.
The lively strains of the band and
the shouting of the people grew louder
and louder In the room where Cralley
Ifty. His eyes glistened as ho heard,
and ho smiled, not the old smile of the
worldly prelate, but merrily, like a
child when music Is heard. The room
was darkened, Bavo for the light of tho
one window which fell softly upon his
head and breast and upon another fair
head close to his, whero Fanchon knelt.
In tho shadows at one cud of the room
wore Miss Betty and Mrs. Tunbcrry
and Mrs. Bareand and tho white hair
ed doctor who had said, "Lot him have
tils own way in all bo nsks." Tom
stood alone, close by tho head of the
couch.
"Hall to tho band!" Crailey chuckled
softly. "How tho rogues keep tho
time! It's Rosin tho Bow,' all right!
Ah, that Is as It should ho. Mrs. Tan
bcrry, you . aud I bavo one thing In
Summer
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good cheer, you aud I, eh? The best
of things, even If things are bad, dear
lady, ch?"
"You darling vagabond!" Mrs. Tan
berry murmured, trying to smile back
to him.
"Hark to 'em 1" said Cralley. "They're
very near! Only hear the people cheer
thorn! They'll 'march away so gayly,'
won't they? And how right that is!"
Tho vanguard appeared In the street,
and over tho hedge gleamed the on
coming banner, the fresh colors Hying
out on a strong breeze. Crailey greeted
It with a breathless cry. "There's the
flag look, Fanchon, your flag! wav
lug above the hedge, and It's Jeff who
carries It. Doesn't It nlways make you
want to dance! Bravo, bravo!"
The procession halted for a moment
In tho street, and the music ceased.
Then, with u Jubilant flourish of brass
and tho roll of drums, the baud struck
up "The Star Spangled Banner," and
Jefferson Bareaud proudly led the way
"JTcrc they come!"
throughthe gules and down flio ilrivo
way, the bright silk streaming over
head. Behind him briskly marched tho
volunteers, with heuds erect und cheer
ful fuces, as they knew Corporal Gray
wished to see them, their captain flour
ishing his sword In tho air.
"Here they come! Do you Bee, Fan
chon?" cried Cralley excitedly. "They
arc nil there Jeff und Tapplngham aud
tho two Mndrillous and Will, the dear
old fellow he'll never wrlto a decent
paragraph as long us ho lives, God
bless him! and young Frank whut
deviltries I've led tho boy Into! and
there's tho old general, forgetting nil
the tiffs we've had. God bless them all
and grant them all a safe return! Wlint
on earth are they taking off their lints
for? Ah, goodby, boys, goodby!"
They saw tho white face at tho win
dow and tho slender hand fluttering Its
farewell, and Tapplnghnm halted his
men.
"Three times threo for Corporal
Gray!" he shouted, managing some
how to keep tho smllo upon his lips.
"Three times three, and mny ho rejoin
tils company before wo outer tho Mex
ican capital!"
He beat tho time for tho thunderous
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Misses' Vest, 10c.
Ladies' Vests, ring sleeves,
10, 1 2 A, 15 and 25c.
Ladies' Lisle Thread Vest,
without sleeves, 25c
Ladies' Lisle Thread Vest,
silk finish neck and arm, 25c
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Union Suits 25, 40, 50c, $1.
Embroidered and
Lace Hose
Infants' Hose, 15c.
Misses' Hose, 15 and 25c.
Ladies' Hose, 15, 25 and 35c.
Valenciennes Lace from ic
to 45c per yard.
cheers that they gave. The procession
described a circle on tin lawn ami
then, with the bund plnjlng and colors
flying, passed out of the gates and took
up the march to the wliurf.
"The flag, the flag!" whispered Cral
ley, following It with his eye. "It
shows you helped make It. Kuuchou.
It's so beautiful. Ah. Tom, they've
snld we abused It somolitiKM. It was
only Uiat we loved it so well wo didn't
like to see any one make it look silly
or mean. Hut, after all, no man can
do that no. nor no group of men or
party! His voice grew louder as the
last stralus of the music came more
faintly from the street. "They'll take
your banner across the Rio Grande,
Fanchon, but that Is not all some day
Its stars must spread over tho world!
Don't you all see that they will?"
After a little while he closed his eyes
with a sigh. Tho doctor bent over him
quickly, and Miss Betty started for
ward uncousciously and cried out.
But the bright eyes opened again nnd
fixed themselves upon her with all their
old gay Inscrutability.
"Not yet," said Cralley. "Miss Ca
rewe, may I tell you that I am sorry I
could not hnvo known you sooner? Per
haps you might hnvo liked mo for Fan
chon's sake. I know you enre for her."
"I do-I do!" she faltered. "I lovo
tier, and ah I do like you, Mr. Gray,
for I know you, though I never met
you until last night. God bless you
God bless youl"
She wavered a moment, llko a, Illy In
tho wind, uud put out u hand blindly.
"Not you!" sho said sharply as Tom
Vanrevel started toward her. Mrs.
Tanbcrry came quickly and put nn arm
about her, und together they went out
of the room.
"You must bo good to her, Tom,"
wild Cralley then in a very low voice.
"I?" answered Tom gently. "There
was never a chuuee of that, lad."
"Listen," whispered Cralley. "Lean
down no closer." He cust u quick
glance ut Fauchou, kneeling at the oth
er side of the bed, her golden head on
the white coverlet, her outstretched
hand clutching his, and ho spoko so
close to Tom's car and in so low a
tone thnt only Tom could hoar.
"She never cared for mo. Sho felt
that sho ought to, but that was only
because I mnsqucraded In your his
tory. Sho wanted to tell me before I
went away that there was no chance
for me. She was telling me that when
ho called from tho window. It was
nt the dance, tho night before, that sho
knew. I think there has been some ono
else from the first God send It's you!
Did you speak to her that night or sho
to you?"
"Ah, no," said Tom Vanrevel. "All
tho others."
Mrs. Tanberry and Betty and Mr.
Bareaud waited In tho library, tho two
women huddled together on n sofu,
with their arms rouud each other, and
.all tho house was very still. By and
by they heard a prolonged, faraway
cheering and the steamer's whistle
and knew that tho boat wus off. naif
nn hour later Will Cummlngs came
back ulone, entered the room on tlptoo
and silently Bank Into n chair near Mr.
Bareaud, with his face away from
Miss Betty. Ho was to remain in Rou
en another week and Join his regiment
with Tom. None of tho three appeared
to notico his coming more than dimly,
und ho sat with his fuco bowed in his
hnnds nnd did not move.
Thus perhaps an hour passed, with
only a sound of footsteps on the gravel
of the driveway now and then und a
low murmur of voices In tho rear of
the house, where peoplo came to ask
after Cralley. And when the door of
tho room whero he lay was opened tho
four watchers started as at a loud ox
plosion. It was Mrs. Bareaud and tho
old doctor, nnd they closed the door
again softly and came In to the others.
They had left Cralley alone with Fan
chon and Tom Vanrevel, the two who
loved him best.
The warm day beyond the windows
became llko Sunday. No voices sound
ed from without in the noon hush,
though sometimes a little group of peo
ple would gather across the street to
eye the hou.se curiously aud nod und
whisper. Tho strong, blue shadows of
the veranda pillars stole slowly across
tho white floor of the porch in a less
ening slnnt aud Anally lay all in a
line, us tho tull clock In a corner of tho
library asthmatlcally coughed tho hour
of noon. In this Jarring dlscordnuco
there was something frightful to Miss
Betty. Sho roso abruptly, and, Imperi
ously waving back Mrs. Tanberry, who
would have detained her for thoro
was in her faco and manner tho Incip
ient wllduess of control overstrained to
the breaking point she went hurried
ly out of tho room and out of tho
house to tho old bench In tho garden.
There sho snnk down, her fuco hidden
In her arms; there on tho spot where
she had first seen Cralley Gray.
From there, too, had risen the sere
nade of the man sho had spurned and
insulted, und tliero sho hnd come to
worship the stars when Cralfcy bade
her look to them, hud now the strange
young teacher wus paying tho bitter
price for tils fooleries, and who could
doubt that tho price was a bitter ono?
To hnve tho spirit so suddenly, cruelly
riven from the sprightly body that was,
but a few hours ago, hale and alert,
obedient to every petty wish, could
dance, run nnd leap; to be forced with
such hideous precipitation to leave tho
warm breath of June and undergo tho
lonely change, merging with tho shad
ow; to be flung from the exquisite and
commonplnce day of sunshine into tho
appalling adventure that should not
have been his for years, and hurled Into
It by what hand nh, bitter, bitter price
for a harlequinade! And, alas, alas, for
tho brave harlequin!
A gentle touch fell upon her shoulder,
nnd Miss Betty sprang to tier feet and
screamed. It waB Nelson who stood
before her, hat In hand, his head deep
ly bowed.
"Is he with you?" sho cried, clutching
at the bench for support.
"No'm," answered the old man hum
bly. "I reckon wo all nlu' goln' see dat
man no mo'."
"Whero Is ho?" i
"On do way, honey; on do way.
"The way to Rouen!" sho gasped.
(To ha Continued )
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