Are, and they were resolved to see that they took no harm. B

[Brixey Shina]

For a moment at the height of the battle, and then he might not. She
wished her uncle James to be judicious in his
generosity, and not make any sacrifice which might prove too costly
alike
to himself and to others. "She is a compound of romance and strong
common-sense,"
thought Harley, musing over the letter. "She wants the romance without
paying the price. Now I wonder if that is not rather more the
characteristic
of women than of men." On the day following the receipt of this letter,
a look of joy came over the face of the candidate and there was a
visible exhilaration throughout his party. Men, worn, exhausted, and
covered with the dust of the great plains, began to freshen up
themselves as much
as they could; there was a great
brushing of soiled clothing, a hauling out of clean collars, a
sharpening

of razors, and a general inquiry, "How do I look?" The whole atmosphere
of the train
was changed, and it became much brighter
and livelier. It was the candidate himself who wrought the
transformation, after reading a letter, with the brief statement, "Mrs.
Grayson and Sylvia will join us to-morrow." All had begun to pine for
feminine society, as soldiers,
long on the march, desire the sight
of women and the sound of their voices. It is true that they saw women
often, and many of them--some who were beautiful and some who were
not--as they sped through the West, but it was always a flitting and
blurred glimpse. "I haven't got an impression of the features of a
single one of them,"
complained the elderly beau, Tremaine.
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