Pittston Gazette

              ; Oldest NewsDaDer in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 2, 1891. A Weedy Local and Familv Journal. the "old man," as the soldiers called the colonel, ordered oat his blockaders. An extra sentinel's post was established, a sentry was ordered stationed at the southwest gate from tattoo on til reveille, and as all the cavalry were barracked on the west side near their stables, and as the infantry were manifestly'the offenders (so argued the colonel), the three additional sentries required were ordered taken from among their number. soldiers had been seen runmug from the southwest gate across the parade the night before. The sentry had }Deeu taken off on the strength of the arrangement; the Rifle nine had won the game amidst great enthusiasm, and there was a liberal transfer of treasury notes in consequence. The infantry and many of the cavalrymen were rejoicing in unaccustomed wealth between pay days, and applications for passes to visit town had been of unusual number. The four culprits had pleaded guilty to their offense and been awarded some light fine. The "dough boys," fully appreciating the colonel's consideration in the matter, as fully meant to stand by their promise to Brent It was with not a little feeling, therefore, that they received the news that the compact was violated. terrupt you." Nevertheless, he who had paid do attention to the other companies plainly halted in front of C, and was scanning the men's faces with eyes that were full of gloom. Next he strode around the right of the line and passed down in front of the rear rank until he reached the center, where the tallest men were standing, and where he fixed his gaze upon one soldier, a tall, Blender, but muscular fellow; he looked over from head to foot, bnt passed him slowly without one word. A sergeant file closer noted that the fingers of the soldier's left hang twitched and closed as the colonel approached, and that a lamp seemed to rise in the brawny throat, but was quickly gulped down. There was no other symptom, though, and Lieut Mason, the adjutant, who had joined his colonel, saw that the man's eyes never wavered from their look straight to the front, although he might have paled a trifle under that stern, searching gaze. iN ARMY PORTIA. guard; 1 saw wno marcneU oa guara this morning, and you wero not one of them. Get out of my way or I'll"— Then came sudden scuffle, an oath, a gasping cry. One man could bo heard running with lightning Bpeed to the gloomy outlines of the cavalry barracks, close at hand; another seemed to dash in pursuit. Then came the sound of a stunning blow, the crash of a rifle upon the gravelly road, a heavy fall, a moan. Then—silence. and a mischief maker among the man. For a recruit who had only recently enlisted it was surprising how much ho knew about tho ins and outs of soldier life. rouna nun guilty, despite Ms statement that according to the tactics he wasn't required to get up and salute, he bong at work. The evidence of the sergeants established the fact that he was playing cards when the lieutenant approached, and that the spur cleaning was a transparent sham, introduced for the occasion and for evident purpose. But in view of the fact that he claimed to believe that, as the captain's orderly, he was not under the lieutenant's orders, in view of the fact that he had apparently only ten months in searice, and of the further fact that his captain gave  an excellent character and pleaded for clemency for the recruit, the court saw fit to let him off easily with a Mr. Mason, the adjutant, and Mr. Hearn were strongly of the opinion that he ought to be returned to the troop at once and taught his duties as a soldier. But the colonel was away just then; Maj. Kenyon, of the infantry, was temporarily in command, and he would not disturb old Blanvelt's "striker." Indeed, it seemed as though the troop commander was disposed to resent Hearn's having ordered the man to be confined, though the young officer was actually in command that day, the captain being on sick report. It is certain, too, that Mrs. Blauvelt made some very acrimonious criticisms of the lieutenant's action, and that the first story in circulation in the garrison was by no means creditable to' either his tact or temper. Welsh spent only two days in the guard house this time, but his language brief incarceration was such as to intensify the feeling among the men that he was no novice in garrison affairs. He was loud in his threats against the lieutenant, and full of argument as to the propriety of his conduct. it was this affair which led to Welsh's third court martial in less than a Trwmfli And it was Welsh now whom CoL Morris believed to have been the MUMint of Corp. Brent the night before, and the instigator as well of more or less of the mischief that had been going on. It was Welsh whom Mr. Hearn more tlD»n w»i# ■uspected. It was Welsh whom Sergt. Wren himself had openly accused when the troop came back from stables Sonday morning. But when Wren was called into the colonel's presence at the office and asked what he knew he was compelled to say it could not have been Welsh at all. illustrious pauent'-j wish to nave k™ near him, and liis lemoval to Berlin was talked about. When for this reason he was summoned to the emperor, and approached the bed of the patient, the emperor, on seeing him step into the room, stretched both arms out toward him. He sank on his knees before the bed weeping, and the emperor held him long in close embrace. It was the last time they met, and a few weeks after the emperors death, on July 17, 1888, Karl von Nermann died of heart disease.—Berlin Cor. London Standard. By (jHATVIYFIB KING, U. & A., Author of "The Colonel's Daughter," Deserter," "From the Ranks," "Dun- Sergt. Wren openly accused him of having been in service somewhere before, and as ho had no papers to show, he muct bo cither a deserter or a "bobtail" (a soldier whoso dischargo paper has had the "character" cut off). Welsh angrily denied this, and his ignorance of saber drill and certain troop details seemed to bear him out. "But then," said Wren, "he might have been in the 'dough boys.'" Welsh avoided the troop quarters for a while after this episode, and was more civil to the sergeants, but right after pay day he again appeared, eager to try his lack in any game going on. Then it transpired that, if not an expert with saddle and saber, he was with the cards, and the troopers lost their money to him without exactly understanding how. The first sergeant reported these occurrences to Capt. Blauvelt, and the old man seemed greatly vexed. It was established that Welsh had been neglecting the horses while playing his game, but he was not relieved and ordered back to duty with the troop, as had been expected. If anything he became more insolent in manner to tho sergeants than before. The whole affair seemed unaccountable to the other men. raven Ranch," "Two Soldiers." This order made guard duty a trifle harder and the infantrymen a trifle nuJ&der. Oat of sheer mischief some of them took to passing up the road between the guard house and the trader's, entering the northwest gate and stalking across the parade in stealthy column of files from that direction, facetiously decorating their trail with empty beer bottles, whisky flasks or Bardine boxes, over which the police sergeant spent some time and blasphemy after reveille next morning. Then the colonel ordered the northwest gate locked at tattoo, and the laughing rascals climbed the fence. He would not order oat more sentries, bat he gave the officer of the day directions to have a patrol in readiness at the flagstaff between 11 and 1 that night, and then some fine foot racing resulted, in which the patrol came out second beet .Copyright, 1800, by J. B. Lippineott Company, Philadelphia, and pnblfebed by (pedal arrangement with them.] CHAPTER L CHAPTEB IL Across the Way, ▲crow the wmy there is a window lattice That peeps oat shyly througn the city-trees, 411 flattering with lacy curtain that is ■PgA V "What are your reasons, sergeant?" asked the colonel. And the eyes of the group of officers were fixed on the veteran trooper who stood so sturdily and respectfully before than. 8usoeptible to summer's scented breeze. And as I gazed without one morning early, And of the sunrise sweetness drank my fill t saw, as in a mist of dew, all pearly, A yellow bowl of daisies on the sill. That Saturday evening, in some mys-D terious way, Corp. Mullen of the guard sprained his wrist just after tattoo, and thongh Brent was not the next man on the raster, with the adjutant's full consent he appeared armed and equipped at the guard house and reported for duty as "Because I went through the quartan just after tattoo last night to see how the men had been cleaning up for today. Their boots had all been carefully blacked, except the stable boots, and set at the foot of the bunks, and blouses and trousers, except •**»; «fm they had on, were brushed and folded on their boxes. I took pftrtiwnUr note of Welsh's, for he was stubborn about cleaning his things, and about Ocas', too, for Ooss has been surly ever «inwD he was made to drill and attend inspection. Sergt. Boss says no . passed through the door before he went to but any man who wanted to oould ■hp out of a window in his stocking feet tad go down the rear stairway, and then run down to Mulligan's place just outside the reservation and get what liquor he wanted, and come back the way. I was one of the first, sir, to get dressed to go out after Corp. Brent was hurt. I pictured to myself my pretty«eighbor Who placed with gentle hands the flowrets tnere, Who smoothed each stem in shape with loving labor. To flourish in the balmy morning air. I wondered was she small or tall or slender, And did she boast of brown or gokko curia- Ber heart, I knew, was kipd and jeer J and teafer - A queen of all the dais/ wreathHP girls. Half an hour later, inspection being over, the colonel sat in his office, holding an investigation. The captain of C troop was absent on sick leave at the time, and the command had devolved upon a young officer who had won a fine record in their Arizona days, and who was regarded throughout the regiment as perhaps the most promising of all the subalterns. He was an excellent horseman, a fine tactician, and a drillmaster of whom his men had become vastly proud. Under the mild mannered sway of their captain, a war veteran of uncertain years, C had fallen about to the foot in proficiency in drill and horsemanship. But the moment young Hearn got command they began the turning over of a very new leaf. Little instruction of any kind except mountain scouting had been imparted in Arizona, but when they came eastward, and old Biggs, their former colonel, made way for a much better soldier, discipline and dlill began on the instant. ond relief. Examining the list of men absent on pass, he made mental note of two in his own battalion and looked visibly disappointed when he scanned the cavalry names. It had been ordered that all tpen returning from pass should report at the guard house, leave their papers with the officer of the guard and then return to their quarters, those of the infantry battalion passing around outside the officers' houses, those of the cavalry entering their barracks by the rear steps at once. Mullen's in charge of the sec- I fancied her sweet face within a bonnet, Droned her in dainty muslin gown of white, With sprigs of lilac scattered all upon it, ' And knots upon her breast of ribbon bright. *Her eyes," I thought, "are like the sky above The crcuh of a rifle, a heavy fall, a moan. The colonel ordered the five infantrymen who happened to be on pass arrested and brought to trial before a garrison court, and the court promptly acquitted every man. It was established that they had all obediently gone around the garrison; they had even taken the trouble to call the attention of the sentry on No. 4 to that fact; and then it dawned upon the commanding officer that some of those infantry scamps were, as they would have expressed it, "putting up a job" at his expense, and that half a dozen of the fleetest footed among them were just for a lark slipping out of quarters after 11 o'clock and around to the northwest gate,-vaulting the fence with the agility of monkeys, and then playing the old game of "Tom, Tom, pull away" with his patrol. They had not had so much fun in a year. me; It must have been nearly midnight, rhe lights in the barracks and at the Did hospital beyond had long since been extinguished, and only here and there klong the row of officers' quarters and at the guard house, suggestively planted half way down the slope toward the poet trader's store, was there sign of wakeful life. One or two upper windows gave forth a feeble gleam, and there was quite a jovial glow pouring from the open doorway of the colonel's big hoose across the dark rectangle. It fell upon the tall white flagstaff and displayed it from base to crosstrees, a solitary, ghost like shaft, and then, with gradually dimin- Her voice just like a rippling summer rill; How nice 'twould be if she would learn to love me, Just as she does the daisies on the sill!" One morning about a month after Welsh's arrival at the post Lieut Hearn came leaping lightly np the steps to make an inspection of the barracks. Corp. Qninn, seeing him approach the quarters, had given word to the men, and those of them who were in shirt sleeves jumped into their flannel blouses, while others knocked the ashes out of their pipes and put them away. Three or four were seated around a little table playing cards, and among these was the gypsy fellow Welsh, who had been there ever since guard mount. These men, too, sprang to their bunks and straightened up some items of their "kits," but Welsh still sat at the table grumbling at the interruption to the game. "Put up those cards, Welsh," said a sergeant bluntly. ' 'Here comes the lieutenant." Just then the lazy ribboned curtain parted And Jooes—you know him—forty if a day !— Looked out and grinned, while I smiled back, half hearted "Now take your cap off." Three days of sunshine and breeze had dried the ground so that the paths around the post were in perfect order, and, except that it made their walk longer by some two hundred paces, there was no discomfort in obeying the order. The There was a frown on Col. Morris' face on Sunday morning that boded ill for officer or man who could not come np to the standard of the post commander on the forthcoming inspection. The old order of things was still in existence, and a beneficent administration had not yet issued its ban against martial exercises of any kind upon the Lord's day. First call for inspection in full dress had "gone," as the soldiers say, as the colonel appeared in the panoply of his profession upon the front piazza, glancing modified approval at the glistening surface of his top boots and the brilliant polish of his spurs. Down at the front gate his orderly stood, every item of his drees and equipment a model of soldierly trimness. Out in the center of the parade a little party of the guard had just lowered the storm flag that had been hoisted at dawn, and were running up in its stead the great garrison standard, To think twos Jones who lived across the way, ftD make my vision bright so sad-and solemn, •And all my mellow morning dream to kill— ' 1 man who writes jokes at so much a column, Wtertl think that he'd have cm the slflf —fttfl Masterson ln Buffalo Courier. "I was at work, by God! and had particular occupation,' to use the language of the Tactics, and youll find it in paragraph 797, and 1 wasn't required to rise and uncover. Look at it and you will see for yourselves," he complained. And it was Sergt McKenna, of the infantry, who retorted: "The other corporal of the guard came into my room to get my lantern, and juat aa soon as they had carried Brent to the hospital I ran upstairs made an inspection. Welsh was these in his bunk, undressed, and apparently asleep. His boots and clothes hadnt been touched. Goes was in his underclothing, half awake. There were his boots covered with dust, and in  still damp with dew. There were the trousers that had been folded, lying loosely across the box. Goes swore he hadn't been out at all, but I pointed to his boots and trousers, and when the man started up, as though in surprise, to look at them a pint fl«ir half filled with whisky slid from under his pillow." But this was not all. said Wren. Scan- Ian and Murphy had admitted being joined by a trooper as they came up past the stables. He joined them again after they had reported at the guard house a trifle late, had given them a drink of whisky from his flask, told them the coast was clear and they might jnat as well Blip through the gate and run across the parade; what was the odds so long as no one knew it? But the instant they heard Crap. Brent's voice they started and ran until behind the officers' quarters, and then they noted that their cavalry acquaintance had staid behind. They did not know his name at all; could not describe Wi, for it was too dark. All they knew was that be was tall and had a thick, bushy beard. Welsh's face, except the black mustache, was always clean shaved. Not so, however, with Goes. He wore a full beard. At first batch of appeared fracti About Crabs. By the ancients the crab was used as an emblem of wisdom. about half-past 11, surrendered their passes and went quietly away to their barracks. Another squad appeared about ten minutes later, but there was still no sign of the two whose names Brent had noted and whose pass expired at midnight. It was then that the young soldier, with the permission of the officer of the guard, strode quickly over to the southwest gate, a hundred yards away. For a few weeks C troop had to take all the raspings, and the men were disheartened as much by the jeers of their comrades as by the sharp raps of their colonel. Hearn, too, was fretting himself half to death, but when his captain was taken ill and was compelled to turn over the troop to his subaltern, the youngster "took hold" in a way that filled Mason's soul with delight and that speedily enchanted the men. Prom being the worst, C troop soon challenged all comers for the right to be called the best drilled troop at the post, and Capt Lane, of D, had cordially congratulated Hearn on the result of bis excellent effort. The young fellow had that faculty, in which so many are lacking, of inspiring the men with enthusiasm and interest; and by the time April was ushered in there was nothing the troopers of C would not do for their young commander. A crab found iu the Pacific ocean has large tubes, with which it sucks water into its lungs by way of breathing. A funny crab is the "messmate," which one finds In oysters. It does not harm the bivalve, but merely lives in the shell with it and feeds upon whatever the oyster gets to eat. ishing power, illumined the graveled pathway that bisected the parade and . led from the broad flight of steps in front of the commanding officer's to the major's on the southern side. Overhead the stars were glittering in an absolutely cloudless sky. Not a breath of air was stirring the forest down in the black depths of the valley to the south. Softened by distance, the rush of the river over its rocky bed feQ upon the ear like soothing lullaby. Col. Morris had sense enough to know that if he lost his temper and got to blustering the men would regard it as a victory. He issued no new orders. Suspicion had fallen on a squad of rollicking young Irishmen in Company F, all of whom were members of the battalion baseball nine. A match game was to come off two days later with the club from Fort Lawrence, and local interest —and bets—were running high. Alas! when the morning of the eventful day came around, four of the fleetest base runners in the Rifle nine languished in the guard house, arrested at reveille by order of their own captain for absence from quarters at midnight. The colonel had simply let them get out, then ordered check roll call,with doors barred, and they stood self exiled. Fancy the "And where did you, a cavalryman, learn the numbers of the paragraphs in infantry tactics, Welsh? And while you were about it why didn't you learn paragraph 808 as well? That*a the erne that covers your case, me buck, and, begad! if Td been there you'd 'a' dropped that spur-r and got on your feet d——d quick, or Td 'a' jerked the backbone out of yees. Where did you learn your infantry tactics, I say?" "What do I care?" was the surly answer. 'Tm not under his orders. He's got no authority over me." A crab with a long beak and legs that look like straws is found in the Pacific ocean. A crab from the Pacific coast is invariably found with sea anemones growing all over his back and legs. The crab is a very interesting animal to •tudy. He wears his skeleton on the outside of his flesh, and he has ten legs, eight pairs of jaws, teeth in his stomach, and a heart in the middle of the back. From here he noted the disposal of the little party that had been spending the evening at the colonel'b; here he had straightened up, and standing under the lamp post tendered his soldierly salute to Cspt. and Mrs. Lane as they passed in front of him, repeating it an instant after when a young lady, with dark, sparkling eyes, looked him quickly over as she tripped by on the arm of her escort, and while the latter held open the gate of the bride quarters at the corner, almost within earshot, she inquired: "Do as I tell you, and be quick about it," was the reply. "Do it yourself; they ain't my cards. I didn't put them there," answered the man, with an ugly gleam in his black eyes, while he drew from one pocket a piece of chamois skin and from the other one of the captain's big brass spurs. There was no time for further remark. Ten minutes earlier the sound of silvery laughter and cheery voices had come floating across the garrison, and half a dozen little groups had strolled away from the colonel's gate, some turning to right and left, others crossing in the broad stream of light from his open portals. One by one the doors of the various quarters had opened to admit their occupants, a few lingering good nights had been exchanged between gallant young bachelors and some dainty form enwrapped in fleecy burnous, and then even those night owls "the youngsters" had betaken themselves to their domiciles. One after another doors were closed, lights popped up in the second floor windows, curtains were drawn, the lights enshrouded, and finally a silence as of solitude spread its mantle over the parade, and the corporal of the guard, leaning against the gate post at the And here Welsh could only redden with mingled wrath and confusion. From this time on the impression gained ground that he was a deserter from some foot regiment, and one who had again enlisted in the army, but under an assumed name. whose folds of scarlet and white lapped out lazily in response to the soft breeze now rising from the westward bluffs. There is a strange crab which lives in a burrow at the roots of a fruit tree and climbs the tree to procure its food. The enormous Japanese crab has claws that spread twelve feet. It is quite harmless and its body is small in proportion to its reach Over at the barracks the men had come pouring forth, the neat dark blue and white of the infantry at the east side contrasting favorably with the glaring yellow trimmings of the cavalry battalion, swarming along the walk and streaming from the stairways and gal- Iferiee of their crowded quarters, like so many full plumaged hornets. On the vorandas across the parade helmeted officers and ladies in dainty muslins began to appear, and along the row to his right and left the sheltered porches were similarly occupied. But the post commander stood alone. Madame his better half had visitors. Breakfast was not quite finished, and she was devoting herself to their entertainment, knowing well that her liege lord was feeling in no mood for such light duty. "Attention!" came the order from the sergeant, who happened to bo nearest the door, and the lieutenant entered. Every man on the instant whipped off his cap, and, facing the middle of the long room, stood erect at the foot of his bunk—every man except one. With his cap on the back of his head, his matted hair hanging down over his eyes, Welsh sat there at the table coolly polishing the spur. "Who is that infantry corporal, Mr. Heam?" Within the week after Capt. Blauvelt's departure Trooper Welsh was twice again confined and brought before a garrison court H» had accompanied the captain's family to the train, and carrying Mrs. Blauvelt's numerous bags and baskets into the sleeper was borne away, apparently unavoidably. The conductor wired back that he had safely landed him at Barclay, a thriving little town ten miles to the east, and that he had abundant means to buy his ticket back; but he was gone forty-eight hours, and at the expiration of that tame was dumped in a disheveled condition at the post by the town marshal, with the information that if it had not been for the crossed sabers on his cap he would have had him in the county jail for drunken and disorderly conduct and resistance to i Black sheep, they say, exist in every flock, and while fifty or more of their men swore by their lieutenant, and were proud to serve under him, there were perhaps two soldiers in the troop who seemed to lose no opportunity of defaming him. One of these was a man named Goss. who had long been on extra or daily duty as clerk for the quartermaster, and whose errors at inspection were of such an exasperating character that Mr. Hearn got authority to him attend drill until he was reported proficient. This, of course, made Goss, who prided himself on his scholarship and superiority to the general run of the men, anything but happy, and in • his wrath and discontent he vented his spleen whenever possible to so at  of his young lieutenant. The other man was a tall, dark eyed, gypsy looking fellow, whose name was Welsh, and who for several months, off and on, had preferred to be the captain's "striker" or soldier servant—take care of his horses, black his boots, polish his spurs and saber, hew wood, draw water, make the fires, sweep the kitchen, run errands and do all manner of umaTl chores about the house—than to do soldier duty with his comrades. When the captain closed up his quarters and left the post, taking his family eastward with him, Lieut. Hearn moved in to look after them for him. This was by the captain's own request, and having no use for the services of Welsh, he notified that worthy to return to duty with the troop forthwith. This Welsh bitterly resented. He insisted that the captain had told him before going that he was to stay in charge of his quarters and be excused from all military duty. Hearn replied that there was probably some mistake, but telegraphed to the captain and obtained immediate reply to the effect that he had never given the soldier any such promise and that he desired that he be now returned to duty with the troop and taught something of the practical dnties of a soldier, which he had too long neglected. consternation among the lovers of the national game! Even the cavalry had backed the loca&nine against that from Lawrence, and well knew that if substitutes had to be put in there was no earthly chance of their winning. "That? Oh, you didn't get here in time for the ball game, Miss Marshall, or you wouldn't have asked. Thafs Corp. Brent, captain of the Rifle nine." There is a crab which is entirely covered with what looks like whitish moss, but is in reality something between thevegetable and the animal. Ail crabs of that variety have a coat of this sort to render them indistinguishable by their enemies and unrecognizable by their prey. A crab from the Barbadoes is remarkable for the fact of its swiftness in running, which has given it the name of the "horseman crab." "Can't we persuade you to come in a few minutes, Mr. Heam?" called Mrs. Lane, in her sweet, cordial voice. Manifestly, Baid the battalion, there's no man but Corp. Brent to get us out of the scrape. He was captain and shortstop of the nine, and on him they rallied forthwith. "Give me your word, men, that there's to be no more of this monkey business, and I'll go to the colonel myself. Refuse, and the game got. to Fort Lawrence, nine to nothing, for we cant play without Lynch and Cooney on the bases." It was a case of unconditional "Get up there, Welsh!" growled in low, stern tones the first serge-ant. "Off with that cap, sir." "Yes, do come, Heam," chimed in the captain, ever ready to second his wife's motion. The lieutenant hesitated an instant and glanced at the girl who had just stepped within the gate, bat as sh&said nothing that seemed in any way press ing he raised his forage cap, and pleasantly declining bade them good night and went briskly away. Opening her window five minutes later to close the outer blinds Miss Mnrshwfl glanced down from above the piazza roof and saw the corporal of the guard still standing there under the lamp, apparently waiting. He looked quickly up at sound of the For all answer Welsh cocked his head on one side, and, apparently unmindful of tho presence of an officer, became critically and approvingly absorbed in studying the polish which he was imparting to the smooth surface of the spur. A California crab has a very neatly made snuffbox underneath its body for holding eggs, which closes with a snap, fastening just like a real snuffbox. One kind of crab is always covered entirely with growing sponge, save only his eyes, antennae and the tips of his claws. He hides in crevices where the sponge grows among the rocks and becomes as much like them as he kriBws how. The crab's most formulae enemy is the eel, which envelopes the crustacean in its , shiny folds and slowly crushes it to death as a boa constrictor does a tiger. - The "dorippe" is a species of crab quite plentiful on the shores of the Adriatic, which has two legs on its back—a great convenience, since, if turned bottom side up, it can run just as well that way. The cocoanut crab, a very powerful looking creature, inhabits the islands of the Indian ocean. It climbs the cocoanut trees and feeds on the milk and meat of the nut It accumulates surprising quantities of the picked fibres of the cocoanut, which it uses for a bed; the flesh of this crab is very good to eat, and under its tail is a mass of fat which sometimes yields as much as a quart of limpid oil.—Washington Star. southwestern entrance, bethought him how expressive was the sign the Indians made for night. . noon on Sunday therefore Trooper Goes was behind the bars awaiting the result of Corp. Brent's injnnes. When searched at the gnard houae, and his pockets wer% turned inside oat, the corporal of the gnard began to sneeze; and ' then it was discovered that some tiny, tawny colored particles sticking about tbs seam were grains of cayenne Denser, a small packet of which, half empty, » -- a «—r • it m i- • ■* He was of medium height, but an athletic, well built young fellow, as any one might have seen as the corporal stood under the big lamp at the guardhouse bat a few momenta before. He had a handsome, clear cat face, with a good deal of soldier bronze about the cheeks and jaws; he wore his natty undress uniform with an easy grace, and carried the long Springfield as though it were a toy. The crossed rifles on his forage cap, the buckle of his cartridge belt, even the oopper cartridges themselves, gleamed in the lamplight. The chevrons on his sleeve, the narrow stripe along the seam of his trousers, the Berlin gloves he wore, woe all spotlessly white, and Corp. Brent was what the men were wont to call "a dandy Jack," though there was not a man in the troop barracks at the western end of the parade who cared more than once to pat on the gloves with the "dandy." Brent had speedily demonstrated the fact that Almost the first thing that the colonel heard on going downstairs this bright Sunday morning was an animated colloquy in the kitchen between oook and his man of all work, an old darky who had followed the family fortunes for years. Jake had learned from the police sergeant, while he was at work on the colonel's boots and spun, that Corp. Brent had been "slugged" by somebody the night before and was now lying unconscious in the hospital. There was time only for very brief investigation before his guests came down. Mr. Wallace was officer of the guard, and in response to the message brought by the oolonel's orderly had gone at once to his quarters and made his report. "Did yon hear that order? Come to attention, sir!" repeated the sergeant. Ancfthe men, astonished at the breach of discipline, looked curiously at the recruit, now slowly and scowlingly finding his feet. He had not removed his cap when the lieutenant stood before him. surrender. The colonel had kindly received the young corporal, had listened to the tale of woe, and sat silently pondering a moment Then he looked up. "You say the game must go against you without these four men?" be asked. the officers of the law. "Where does he get his money?" asked that official. "He smashed about twenty dollars' worth of glass windows and paid all fines, costs and damages, and yet had some ten dollars to spare." "Why did you not rise with the other men, Welsh?" asked Mr. Hearn, in a quiet and deliberate tone oddly at variance with his usually quick and snappy manner, and the young officer looked straight into the soldier's eyes as he spoke. was found lying in the roadway midway between the quarters and the southwest gate. "Yes, sir. Indeed I would not play without them. We would far better let the game go by default than have the record published, as it assuredly would be, in the army as well as the local papers, with all the errors scared against us. This nine of oars has not been beaten by any team in the department as yet, and it would be an unearned victory for Fort Lawrence." creaking shutter, then turned aside. The next moment, before she could fasten the blind, the sentry at the guard boose sang oat, "Number 1,12 o'clock." The coporal leaned his rifle against the fence, quickly extinguished the lamp, and all in front of tbequarterswas darkness.The men in C troop coold hare told where he got his money, bnt, as that was won in gambling, nothing was said by them about it. Welsh was tried for absence without leave, and coolly pleaded that he had been carried away while serving his captain and was then detained by the civil authorities. Lieut. Heara, however, testified that he, who carried one of the children aboard, had ample time to get off, and that Welsh preceded him in getting on the train. The town marshal testified that Welsh was drank around the village for thirtysix hours, but that nobody interfered with him until his conduct became so outrageous that he was compelled to arrest him. Welsh, therefore, was sentenced to a fine of five dollars and to tan dayB in tne guard noose, simply for absence without leave, attending all drills and stable duty. Three days later, while he was grooming one of Capt Blanvelt's horses at the picket lino, Lieut. Hearn's spirited little bay, which happened to be next him playing with the t*imPeter's steed across the line, suddenly switched around with his powerful haunches and knocked Welsh's currycomb out of his hand. [to BK cohtthukd ] A Satisfactory Interrl«w. "Didn't suppose I had to," was the sullen reply. "Why not?" Editor—Yon offered yourself to my daughter last night, you say. Squibb—Yes, sir. "Did you compoce yourself for that occasion?" Down at the guard house she could aee the bleary light at the oil lamp and the dim form of the sentry pacing to and fro; she stood there by the window straining her ears for the watch call of the distant sentries far over by the haystacks and wood yard, then nodded her head approvingly at the soldierly ring in the voice of No. 1 as he song out the final "allli well" Peering through the shutters, she was wondering what had become of the corporal, when the latch of their gate clicked; the rusty hinges gave a sudden squeak; there was a rattle as of a falling rifle, a muttered ejaculation; she could just dimly make out a shadowy form stooping to pick up the gun, and then cautiously reclosing the gate. Then, instead of moving away, there it stood, leaning against the fence. Somewhere about twenty minutes after midnight the sentry on No. 1 had called Corp. Werner out, saying there appeared to be something wrong up by the gate. Mr. Wallace, knowing Brent to have gone thither, sprang up and went outside and saw a light being carried rapidly from Capt Lane's quarters at the corner over toward the cavalry barracks. Hurrying around in front, he got there just in time to see the captain and the young lady who had recently arrived, Miss Marshall, raising Corp. Brent from the ground. He was bleeding from a jagged gash over the left eye, and was limp and senseless. After having him carried to the hospital and arousing the steward, it was found that his face and eyes were covered with red pepper. Not a word as to his assailants could be learned. The last men to reach the garrison were Murphy and Scanlan, two scapegraces of company F. Colonel Morris sat Keenly studying the young soldier's face. He made no answer for a moment, and when he spoke it was of an utterly irrelevant matter: "Well, tactics say soldiers actually at work don't have to rise and salute officers.""I did; yea, sir." How Oar Navy Used to Shoot. "And what work were you doing?" "Work for the captain—rlA«ning his spurs." "You are sure you hadnt been th« rounds, and declined with thanks several times?" Tho proficiency of American gunnery is perhaps best illustrated by the Constitution's first action with the Gaerriere, in which she was hulled but three times, while her antagonist, to use the words of her commander, was reduced to a "perfect wreck." within forty minutes from the time the Constitution began to fire. This battle occurred on Aug. 19,1812. he could outspar any man in the cavalry portion of the garrison, and that only Sergt Connors, of C company, was able to beat him in a bout ' 'Have you not served somewhere under my command before this, corporal?" "Quite sure, sir." "My daughter found you available, didsheT There was a strange silence in the room. This was a new interpretation, and for a recruit decidedly an original one. The color sprang to Brent's face. There was an instant of hesitation, then a firm but respectful answer: "Nowhere, sir. I have been in the army only two years, and this is my first station since leaving the depot at David's island." Then, as though eager to get back to a more proving matter, "If the colonel will not consider me as proposing a compromise, and will take it as it is meant, I can promise, I think, that there will be no more of this night prowling across the parade, on the part of our least." " In the little battalion of infantry Brent was a popular man; so, too, had he been in the cavalry command that recently occupied the post; bat these fellows of the Eleventh, who had but lately marched in, seemed rather slow to discover his many good traits. Very possibly they did not like the apparent ease with which he had defeated the champions they had so confidently sent against him. Still it was a good natnred, not vindictive, sort of jealousy—that soldierly rivalry between the two oorps that seems irrepressible and that really does no great harm—and Brent had began to win friends among the troopers, who liked the frank, laughing way he had, when an order was suddenly issued by the new post commander, the enforcement of which stirred op a row. As the last visitor left the colonel's gate and he closed his door, thereby shutting out the broad gleam that, almost like that of the headlight of a locomotive, had shot athwart the parade, Corp. Brent was pondering over this very matter. "She accepted me; yes, sir." "Well, a professional humorist is a funny man for my daughter to marry, and you have my blessing. Check will follow soon."—Puck. "Where did you learn that idea, Welsh?" asked the lieutenant, still calmly, though his blue eyes began to dilate in a way that indicated how thoroughly he appreciated the man's defiant manner.In her action with the Java, Dec. 29,1812, off the coast of Brazil, the Constitution was hulled but four times, and with the exception of ber main topsail yard she did not lose a spar. The Java, on the other hand, was "totally dismasted," while her hull was so shattered and pierced with shot holes that it was impossible to get her to the harbor of San Salvador, which was only a few hours' sail. A Slight Error. "Well, no matter; I learned it" "We'll have to dispense with your services after today," said the editor. "What's the matter now7* asked the idiot reporter. "You have had a very bad teacher, sir. Take your hand out of that pocket!" An ugly scowl had settled on Welsh's downcast face. He had stuffed the chamois skin in his blouse pocket, and still stood therein » slouching attitude, with his cap oil the back of his head. Slowly, in obedience to the order, he lowered his hand to the side. Evidently Corp. Brent had business there and had come to stay. Instantly Bhe bethought her of the talk she had heard among the officers about the colonel's order prohibiting the men from crossing the parade, of the implied promise that no more violations should occur in recognition of the colonel's having released the quartet of roysterers in time for the great match game, and of the alleged violation of this contract. She was a young woman of quick perception: Brent had evidently posted himself there to capture the malefactors should they appear. Hearn smiled to himself as he read this, thinking whose fault it was that Welsh had been allowed to live in ignorance of much of the drill, and wondering not a little at the change of heart that seemed to have come over the captain, now that he was fairly away. A smart young corporal was detailed to give the two men thorough instruction in the saber exercise and the manual of the carbine and pistol, in addition to which Welsh was now required to attend all roll calls, stable duty, and drills with the troop, and take his guard tour every fifth day, and a disgusted man he was in consequence. "Arent you the man who wrote up the coffin holocaust?" The gypev fellow straightened ud, glanced quickly about him, saw that tbe lieutenant's back was turned, and then, with a vicious gleam in his piercing eyes, drew back his heavily booted right foot and with all his force kicked the young bay in the stomach. Keogh plunged madly with the sudden pain, and in an instant little Dooley, who was grooming the lieutenant's horse, had thrown down currycomb and brush and smote the gypsy under the eye, knocking him up against the captain's bulky and placid charger. In another instant, too, Sergt. Wren leaped in and separated the men, Welsh wild with fury, Dooley dancing about in a glow of righteous wrath. In ber action with the Cyane and Levant the forces opposed were: Constitution, fifty-one guns, with 1,287 pounds of metal; British, fifty-five guns, with 1,508 pounds of metal. In this extraordinary action the Constitution was hulled only thirteen times, while the Cyane had every brace and bowline cut away, "her main and Morris looked sharply up from under Us shaggy brows: But the sentry on No. 4 declared they had come around by his post on the south side, whereas Brent was lying almost in front of the quarters of C troop, inside the post. Then, again, Scanlan and Murphy were both sober, and neither of them men who would be likely to assault so popular and respected a fellow as Brent. Indeed both of them stoutly denied having had anything to do with the case. What was more, Miss Marshall had said that she heard the altercation, heard a scuffle, and heard, though she could not see, that the man ran toward the cavalry barracks with the corporal in pursuit. Then came the sound of a shock or blow; then the fall, and hurrying downstairs she had called Capt. Lane, and lighting his little hurricane lamp she had hastened out along the road, the captain rapidly following. And there at the foot of C troop stairway lay Brent, bleeding profusely. "Well, we don't want a man who say* in that connection that 'fortunately none of the coffins was occupied, so no lives were leaf Your place is on a comic paper or in a lunatic asylum."—Hunsoy's Weekly. "Yes." "What do you mean? What men would have any occasion to cross the parade but the infantry?" "Now take your cap off." One could have heard a pin drop all over the big room. "I mean, in all respect, sir, that there may be men, or at least a man, who having no occasion to cross the parade will do so simply for the sake of making trouble. In plain words, a cavalryman, «ir." mizzenmasts left in a tottering state, and other principal spars wounded, several shots in the hull, nine or ten between wind and water." The Levant also Was roughly handled. Forty men stood there in silence, listening breathlessly to this strange and unusual colloquy. Reluctantly, yet overawed by the steady gaze in the blue eyes of the young officer, Welsh's hand went up to the cap, then tossed it angrily some distance away. If he expected rebuke on that score it was not forthcoming.Justifiable Homicide. "There was a good deal of excitement over the killing and for a time lynching was talked of, but when the cause of it became known there was a reversal of public sentiment and the verdict of justifiable homicide was unanimously approved."Before dismissing the subject of gunnery we should take into consideration: 1. The inferior quality of American cannon and shot. 2. The deficiency in weight of American shot. 3. The fact that in two of the four actions between single frigates the English used French cannon and shot, which were 8 per cent, heavier than their nominal English equivalents.—Century. The adjutant, sitting at his desk, dropped his pen and looked quickly up, and the sergeant major, going out with a bundle of papers, found means to halt at the office door, as though to hear what might follow. Mr. Mason, the adjutant, turned quietly, caught the sergeant major's eye and gave a quick but expressive jerk of the head in the direction of the outer room. The sergeant major took the bint and vanished Quarter of an hour passed without the faintest sound from without. She heard Capt. Lane extinguishing the lamps in the parlor below, and Mrs. Lane had come tripping up to her door to say good night, but seeing that her guest was writing refrained from coming farther, though Miss Marshall promptly laid aside her pen and diary and cordially bade her enter. All was quiet within and without, and she was just about pulling down the shade when, peeping through the blinds, she saw the dark shadowy form at the fence move quickly, stealthily into the road. The next moment there came the stern, low tonsd challenge: As the captain's "striker" he had led a life of comparative ease, for that veteran officer had long since outlived any ambition to shine in the service, and looked upon it only as a means of livelihood. At the outbreak of the war old Blauvelt was keeping a country store in Ohio, but dropped his yardstick and sugar scoop at the first call for volunteers, fought like a man all through the four years' contest, was wounded, and, having risen to be a major of volunteer infantry, he decided in '66 to 6tick to soldiering, for at that time it was easy to obtain a commission in the regular service if a man had any congressional influence or connections at all. When the army was remodeled by the drastic process in 1871, and, as a first lieutenant, he was dropped to the supernumerary list from the regiment of infantry with which he had been serving, Blauvelt decided that he was now too old to begin storekeeping over again, and so he made vigorous effort to be retained in the army, and, together with a few other men who did not know a horse from a handsaw, was transferred to a vacancy in the cavalry, and there the placid old fellow had been ever since. CoL Morris was a man who hated irregularity of any kind, and as the grass began to sproat in the spring he noted that it failed to grow along what was evidently a short cut between the soothwest gate, the way to town and the infantry barracks at the eastern end. The former post commander, a, cavalryman like himself, had not paid much attention to this sent of thing, and the infantry had grown to look upon the short cot as a sort of thoroughfare sacred to their uses; no officer ever had occasion to go that way. When, therefore, the (beaten pathway was plowed up and resodded, and an order was issued that the men must confine themselves to the gnwel path or roadway there were just »few old foot soldiers who saw fit to (rumble, and some of them, returning late at night from a visit on pass to the neighboring town, made —1aQndoDs to the new order as they trudged homeward under the windows of the ■fleers' quarters on the south side. Others stOl, trusting to darkness and ft theory that all officers should be abed «t that hour, proceeded to wear a parallel path, and these two transgressions being occasionally repeated and the officer of the day having twice come upon the transgressors without having captured one of their number, for the "dough boys" were fleet of foot, a second order was issued, requiring all enlisted men returning to the port between tattoo and reveille to enter their barracks from the rear, and not to cross the quadrangle bounded by the fence. There was a road ■11 around in the rear of the barracks snd quarters, but in the wet spring weather it was often deep with mud and generally dark as Erebus. What wonder, therefore, that many parties still managed to slip in, not exactly in defiftnee of the order, but because the enlisted men had a fine appreciation of principle of international law which provides that a mere paper blockade is not fntitied to respect!1 Then it was that "Now get your heels together and stand attention." Hearing tho noise the lieutenant sprang to the scene. "Silence, both of you!" ho i rdered. "What does this mean, sergeant?' "What was the cause?" "This: Why is a filler in pursuit of a young lady like an exclamation point? "BecAuss he follows a lass (alas!)"— New York Herald. "You've got no right to order me around like this, Lieut. Hearn. I'm on duty for the captain, I am—not for any second lieutenant." "He struck me, the infernal little cur! and I'll ldll"  The little king of Spain w*s reproved the other day for desiring to play with some dirty children on the beach. Bis mother said it was undignified for a king to be seen in such company, whereupon he replied that he "did not want to be a king; he wanted to be a child." But the clerks had heard the corporal's intimation that some trooper was connected with the transgression for which the ball playing quartet were confined. The door was immediately cloeed, leaving them to draw their own inferences and make their own comments. They did not hear the colonel's next remark: For an instant every nerve and muscle in the officer's athletic frame seemed to quiver. His blue eyes biased with wrath and his lips set firmly under the blonde mustache. "Not a word more from you, Welsh. What made you strike him, Dooley?' "I should like to observe, madam," said the patient boarder, "that while I am very fond of the neck of the fowl you a*» carving I shall deny myself this year and beg for a large white chunk off the breast. With this view I have had my trunk ps-Jced and a drayman is nov» waiting at the door for an answer. Er— Isn't breast a neck?"—American Grocer. It Wu Bfeait. "It was some of oar men that did it, sir," said Wallace regretfully, "and I'd give a month's pay to prove it on them. I'd give more than that if I thought I could prove that no cavalryman had anything to do with it" •'Look at Keogh's belly, sir," almost sobbed the little Irishman in his rage and grief. "See where he kicked him." There was a moment of deathlike silence, a gasp or two among the men. Sergt. Wren's bronzed, weatherbeaten face was a picture of amaze and indignation. Welsh himsef. as though realizing tho insolence of his language and dreading the consequences, had finally assumed the position of a soldier—so far at least as his heels and legs were concerned, but his head hung forward and his eyes glanced furtively about the room as if in search of sympathy; but there was not a soldier to side with him. Sure enough, there on the glistening coat an ugly lump was rising and a jagged groove plainly showed where the cruel boot had struck, while Keogh still quivered and trembled. For a moment young Hearn was too angry to trust himself to speak. He stood there with his eyes fairly blazing. At last he turned to the sergeant: Tricks of Manner. To illustrate how the little tricks of manner are copied and become the fashion, it is told of a debutante of several seasons ago who speedily became a pronounced belle that at her first few appearances in society, out of sheer embarrassment, she invariably stood with her hands clasped. Before 6he ceased to resort to this peculiar method of relief her ruign became established, and all the girls of her set, recognizing her supremacy, quickly and copied her intertwining fingers. There was an instant scurry and rush; a muttered oath; two shadowy forms darted out by the gate, and at top speed their flying footsteps could be dimly heard rushing tiptoe around to the back of the garrison. But there was no pursuit. One man evidently had stood his ground. "Halt, you men!" Then the colonel had sent his orderly to ask the doctor how Brent was coming on, and the doctor replied that he was still unconscious and he really could not tell how the case would end. It was from this message the orderly had just returned. Old Morris was greatly disturbed. He had proposed having a review of the entire command, cavalry dismounted, and treating his guests to a stirring and martial sight, but when the assembly sounded he had completely changed his mind, and so informed his wife. " I'm all upset about this affair," he said, "and impatient to begin an investigation.""If any man in the cavalry is guilty in this matter there is only one whom I can suspect Can you name him?" ftaiMr Frederick'# Secretary. Corp. Brent flushed again, but finally replied, "I beg the colonel not to ask me to answer, when, as I said before, I have no proof whatever." Herr Gustav Freytag has just published an essay on Karl von Normann, former secretary and court marshal of Emperor Frederick from 1864 to 1884. The author describes how intimate M'ere the relations between von Normann and the crown prince's family, who regarded him as a member of it in the true sense of the word. In the first years of his office he performed all the duties of private secretary; he carried on all the correspondence of the crown prince and princess with tbe artists, authors, and the charitable institutions with which they were connected; but by degrees he became the most intimate counselor of the prince's family. "This man has been frequently cautioned never to strike or kick a horse, I suppose?' CoL Morris turned and pondered a moment Finally he whirled about in his revolving chair: "Where are you going?" was Brent's question, in the same low, stern tone. "To my quarters," was the answer, in accents that were plainly defiant "Who are yon, and what business is it of yours?" "Every man in the troop has, sir, time and again." "Corp. Brent if these four men were of my own regiment I would certainly refuse your request As matters stand I will not spoil the chances of the Rifle nine. They will therefore be turned over to you to take their part in the game, and to-morrow must stand their trial before the garrison court" "Take that man under guard," were at l»st the words that fell from the lieutenant's lips. Heara slowly turned upon the eoowling soldier: "It would serve you but right if I kicked you as you have kicked that horse. Brutality of that kind cannot be tolerated here, sir, and you will stand your trial for it Take him back to the guard house, sergeant." Joseph Medill, editor of The Chicago Tribune, is reputed to be one of the richest newspaper men in the United States, his fortune being estimated at from 14,000,000 to (5,000,000. He has three daughters, but no son, to succeed him in the large business he has built up. He is 65 yeai 3 of age, and spends from eight to ten hou ~ day in The Tribune office. Rejoining from the east with a batch of recruits, immediately after the arrival of the regiment from Arizona, Blauvelt had resumed command of C troop, and had given directions that the tall, gypsy looking fellow Welsh, who was one of the new comers, should be put in charge of his horses. Next he moved those veteran quadrupeds from the troop stables to a little barn in the back yard of his own quarters. Then Welsh himtelf moved his "kit" from barracks to a little room in the barn, and gradually became an inmate of the captain's household, taking his meals under the captain's roof, performing no duty with the troop, exempted from the authority of the first sergeant, yet spending all his leisure moments in loafing among the company's quarters, where he speedily gained the reputation of being surly and insolent to the nan-commissioned officers "I am the corporal of the guard, and you are disobeying orders in entering the garrison. Face about and go with me to the guard house." A corporal stepped quickly forward. "Gome on, Welsh," he muttered in no gentle tone, and led the scowling trooper from the room. The band was ordered back to quarters, the captains were notified to inspect their companies on their own parades, and merely exchanging his helmet for forage cap and laying aside his saber the colonel strode over to the office, passing by the three cavalry troops that were nearest him, even cutting across the parade aa though to avoid salute, and appeared directly in front of G troop, that was drawn up in double rank and at open order farthest to the south side. Lieut Hearn, temporarily in command, was engaged in inspecting carbines, but at sight of the regimental commander discontinued his work and raised his hand to the visor of his helmet "You can't arrest me, by God! I'm going right to my quarters. I'm not going to cross the parade." "That will do. Face about!" Brent's voice was heard. "You know perfectly Well that you disobeyed orders in entering that gate. What's your name—and your troop?" The lieutenant calmly finished his inspection of tho quarters, a red spot burning in each cheek as he walked around from bunk to bunk. Then, as he turned away and lightly descended the stairs, Sergt. Ross' voice was heard to say "Rest!" The men looked quickly about at ono another. Some of them stretched their arms to full length and gave a long sigh, as though to find relief from the 8train. And then little Duffy announced his opinion: "I kicked him because he kicked me," growled Welsh. And when Corp. Brent left the office, infinitely rejoiced, the colonel turned to his staff officer: "It's a lie, sir," cried Dooley, bunting in. "Sure the horse was just playing, like, and never touched him at all." Bagley—Oh, you live on Cottage avenue, right back of Maj. Magruder? Pompano—No; Maj. Magruder lives on avenue, right back of me. Two Vfmj» of Stating It. "Where flo you suppose the recruiting officers picked up a fellow like that? He has the language of an educated man." In the year 1884 he withdrew from court and went into the service of the state. After a short preparation he became Prussian ambassador to Brunswick, Oldenburg and Lippe. In the early morning of the day on which Normann left the crown prince the latter came to his room, embraced and kissed him, thanked him for his services, an2 said: "When I am emperor you will be the first whom I shall call to my side." A short time after the sick Emperor Frederick arrived at Charlotten burg, Heri- von Normann was informed of the "Never mind, Dooley; your evidence will be called for when it is wanted." "He was enlisted in New York," was the reply, "and I have frequently noted him on guard. They tell me he has more influence over the men in his battalion than any other non-commissioned officer, and I am glad he has promised that there will be no more of this night busmen." "By God! if Tin to be punished for hitting a horse, what's to be done with him for striking a man, I want to know?" exclaimed Welsh, as with a curse he hurled his currycomb to the ground. Where Be end tbe Lamp Differed. He (at 11:55 p. m.)—I declare the lamp is going out I She—Yes. The lamp seems to have some idea of time.—Harper's Bazar. "None of your damned business. Fm 'tending to my affairs; you 'tend to yours." "I am, and I arrest you, whoever you are. Not another word, now, unless you want me to use force." "By gad, fellers, if I'd been the lieutenant I'd have knocked the top of his d—(1 head off." "Come on, you blackguard!" muttered Sergt. Wren, as he collared the man. "You can thank God I didn't see you do it I'd l'arn you never to kick a horse." Death la Sure. "Lifo is an accident" "And is always fatal."—New York Herald, And yet, two days afterward, the colonel sent for Corp. Brent to say that the agreement WMbeixurvkbtel Three "Don't you dare lay a hand on me, damn yon! I don't recognize your authority, You're not ooppocal of the The garrison court which tried Trooper Welsh for insubordinate conduct had "Go on, go on, Mr. Hearn," said the colonel gruffly. "I did not mean to in-