Campaigning with Crook, and Stories of Army LifeKing, Charles
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Campaigning with Crook, and Stories of Army Life
King, Charles
Crook, George, 1829-1890; Indians of North America -- Wars -- 1866-1895; United States. Army. Cavalry, 5th
When sunset came, and the evening gun awakened the echoes of the
snow-shrouded valley, and the red disk went down behind the crested
bluffs far up the stream, a sleigh came out from the fort, and Captain
Vane, with curious mixture of cordiality and embarrassment, restored
Phil and Maud to the maternal roof, and begged to hand her the amount
due from him and from Captain Potts for family tuition. He had only
heard a--accidentally--a few minutes before, of her request. And wasn't
there something else he could do? Would she not go to town with him
to-morrow morning? She thanked him. She hardly knew what to do. Here was
the money at last, but it was Christmas eve now, and there was no time
to be lost, and town lay full six miles away. Perhaps she wished a
messenger now, suggested the captain--he would send in a mounted man
gladly. Knowing no other way to secure her treasures for her little
ones, she breathlessly accepted his offer, briefly explained the
situation, and told him how she longed to have the presents there, with
the trifles she had made for them, to greet their eyes with the coming
day. The messenger could go to the store and get the coveted doll and
carriage; there would surely be sleighs from the fort that would bring
them out for him, and he would find the box from Chicago at the express
office, and could pay the charges and sign the receipt on her written
order to the agent. It was arranged in a moment, and with reviving hope
she gave the children their tea and strove to get them early to bed.
Ten o'clock came. The little ones were at last asleep. She had filled
the stockings with such inexpensive but loving remembrances as she could
afford, and had tottered dangerously near the brink of another flood of
tears when Malloy and his wife came in, the one with a box of tools for
Phil, the other with a set of china for the doll-house. She had finally
bidden those faithful friends good-night, and, having arranged the few
gifts she had for the children, she threw over her shoulders a heavy
shawl and went to the gate to listen for the messenger's return.
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