Pittston Gazette

              Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming V; lie*. PITTSTOX, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY. SEPTEMBER l.», 1893. A Weekly Local and Family Journal i HM.-.O PER AN MM I IN ADVANI K WIRING'S PERIL. not unexpected. 1 lie big tnan made a leap for the chamber door,only to find it slammed in his face from the other side. Where's Mr. Waring-, sir devotions of a more solid it less fascinating fellow. •To » Waring justice, he liait j»aill the girl no more inai'ki*n attention thiin he shown! to anyone els*;. He would have led the next (ferwan w ith Genevieve hail there been anotherlo lead,justas he had led previous affairs with other dames and damsels. It was one of tin? ninety-nine articles of his social faith that a girl should have a good time her first sjason, just as it was another that a bride should have a lovely wedding, a belle at least one offer a month, a married woman as much attention at an army ball as could be lavished on a bud. lie prided himself on the fact that no woman at the army parties given that winter had remained a vvallllower. Among such a host of officers as was there assembled during the years that followed on the heels of the war it was no difficult matter, to be sure, to find partners for the thirty or forty ladies who honored those occasions with their presence. Of local belles there were none. It was far too soon after the bitter strife to hope for bliss so great as that. There were hardly any but army women to provide for, and even the bulkiest and least attractive of the lot wtis led out for the dance. Waring would go to any length to see them ou the Hoor but that of being himself the partner. There the line was drawn irrevocably. The best dancer among the men, he simply would not dance except with the best dancers among the women. As to personal appearance and traits, it may be suid first that Waring was a man of slender, graceful physique, with singularly vyell-shaped hands and feet anil a head and face that were almost too good-look'ng tobe.manlv. Dark hazel eyes, dark brown hair, eyebrows, lashes, and a very heavy, drooping mustache, a straight nose, a soft, sen sitive mouth Cviih even white teeth that vyeru, however, rarely visible, a clear-cut chin, and with It all a soft, almost languid southern intonation, musical, even ultra-retined, and ho shrank like a woman from a coarse word or the utterance of an impure thought. He w!\s a man whom many women admired, of whom some were afraid, whom many liked and trusted, for he could not be bribed to say a mean thing about one of their number, though he would sometimes be satirical to her very face. It waC among the men that Sam Waring was hated or loved—loved, laughed over, indulged, even spoiled, perhaps, to any and every extent, by the chosen few who were his chums and intimates— and absolutely hated by a very considerable element that was prominent in the army In those queer old days- tU ■ array of officers, who, by rea:-on of birth, antecedents,' lack of education Dr of social opportunities, wen- want ing in those graces t)f manner and language to which Waring had been accustomed from earliest boyhood. Hipeople were southerners, yet, not Wing idave owners, had stood firm for tin union, and were exiled from the old home as a natural consequence In a war in which the south held all against who were not for her. Appointed a cadet and sent to the military academv in recognition of t he loyalty of his iin mediate relatives, he was not grad uated until tlye war is us practical)} over, aud then, gazetted to an infantry regiment, he was stationed for a time among the scenes of his boyhood, ostracized by his former friends and unable to associate with most of the war-worn officers among whom his lot was cast. It was a year of misery, that ended in l0ng and dangerous ill ness, Ins final shipment to Washington on sick-leave, and then a winter of keen delight, a social campaign in which he won fame, honors, friends at court, and a transfer to the artillery and then, joining his new regiment, lie plunged with eagerness into the gayeties of city life. The blues wore left behind with the cold facings of his former corps, and hope. life, duty place, commanding the right section (u-. a platoon was called in those davs). Waring commanding the left. Ferry serving its chief of caissons, and Pierce a- battery adjutant and general utility our friends out frofn town. They would have been so pleased to see the battalion —the ceremonies." "Dressin' fo' inspection, captain." nocent of the conviction that he and his fellows were going to have some fun put of the thing before tliey got through with it. Not that he purposed putting any hitch or impediment in the way. lie meant to do just exactly as he was bid: and so, when adjutant's call had sounded and the blue lines of the infantry were well out on the field, lie followed in glittering column of pieces, his satin-coated horses dancing in sheer exuberance of spirits and his fed-crested cannoneers sitting with folded arms, erect and statuesque, upon the ammunition-chests. Mrs. PINNER AND T)OWD. can ao to arag mm aw ay rrojn rut-  beast with the country seat tiD his |i:t 111 '"Ilwat the devil's the matter with your master this morning', Ananias?— Warmr! Waring, I say! Let me in. The K. O.'s orderly is afther me. and all on account of your bringing me in iit that hour last night. Tell him I've Tone. Ananias. Let me in. Waring, there's a '.rood fellow." ••Co tCD blazes, Doyle!" is the unse«4C ;ng answer from the other side. 'Tin bathing.'" And a vigorous splashingfollows the announcement. "He is? 1 just heard in the liiess room that he didn't propose attending "But Perad venture loves rare ai'imals such as the jackass bird of Anstrulu and the sacred new milk cow of Farthvi India. He claims that lie has seen most everything now that Noah had and sonu that he couldn't get, like the Pollec Angus or mooly cow, and other things that Noah advertised for far and wide, but couldn't obtain in those davs. —that he had an engagement to breakfast and was going in town." "II in! There was plenty of time if you'd returned to the post at retreat yesterday, sir,"' growled old Braxton. NAPOLEON PINNER TELLS BILL NYE ABOUT HIS-GRANDFATHERS. Bu GaDt. Gharles R. Kino. Author of "D»rtm Ranch." "An Arm; Portia." ma 11. 1 wo of th*j officers were graduates of West Point and not yet three yearsout of the cadet uniform. Under these circumstances it was injudicious in Cram to sport in person the aiguillottes and thereby set an example to his subalterns which they were not slow to follow. With their gold hatbraids, cords, tassels and epaulettes, with scarlet plumes and facings, he and his officers were already much more gorgeously bedecked than were their infantry friertds. The post commander, old Bounds, had said nothing, because he huil had his start in tho light artillery and might have lived and died a captain had he not pushed for a volunteer regiment and fought his way up to a division command and a lieutenant colonelcy of regulars at the close of the war, while his seniors who stuck to their own corps never rose beyond the possibilities of their arm of the service, and probably never will. But Braxton, who succeeded as post commander, knew thy in European armies and in the old Mexican war days the aiguillette was ordinarily the distinctive badge of general officers or those empowered to give orders in their name. It wasn't the proper thing for a linesman—battery, cavalry or foot —to wear, said Brax, and he thought Cram was wrong in wearing it, even though some other battery officers did so. But Cram was just back from "Ye-as, suh, ye-as, suh, (Jen. Rosseau, suh, expects de lieutenant in to breakfast, but the moment he liyuhd 'twas review he ohdered me to git everything ready, suh. I's goin' for de bay colt now. Beg pahdon, captain, de lieutenant says is de captain goin'to wear gauntlets or gloves dis mawnin'? He wants to do just as de captain does, suh." "Everybody was notified who was here then. What time did you get back, sir.'"' They Lli-e Together 1.1 lie Little Children, "A Soldler'a Secret," Etc. and Sometimes It Is Hard to Manage (Cop7Tt*bt. IMS. by J- B. Llpplncott * Co.. »n« pob llabed by special arrangement. 1 "Lpon my word, colonel, I don't know. I never thought to look or inquire; but it was long after tans. Pardon me, though, I see I'm late inspecting." And in a moment lie was riding quietly around among his teams and guns, narrowly scrutinizing each toggle, trace and strap before taking station midway between his lead drivers, and then, as Cram approached. reporting; "Left section ready, sir." Them—A Scene at the Circus—Mortimer Get* His Back I'p, to sleep on in this shr XIAS!" [Copyright, 1803, by Edgar \V. Nye.] "One day they got into a sort of quar rel over the female acrobat that hangt from the top of the tent by a bunioc and holds, suspended in air, by her teetl and a wide suspender an uncle and twc other relatives on her father's side Mortimer claimed to have selected hei first, but Peradventure said: -You letter take some one of your own age. Take the child wonder in the sideshow she's about as tottering as you 1**.' "Ye-as. suh? "What time is "There is a good deal of difference between people in the matter of getting along with old folks,*' said my neighbor Napoleon Pinner the other day to me. as we were waiting for the board of equalization to cut down the valuation on our property. 'Tor the Lord's sake, Waring1, let ne in. Sure, I can't see the colonel -CDw If I could stand him off until • view ami inspection's over i»nd he'« :-.a 1 his dlrink he'd let the whole :»ing drop; but that blackguard of a .inthry has given us away. Sure I told ,ou he would." " G y a h d lountin' don What a merciful interposition of Divine Providence it is that the African cannot blush! (.'apt. Cram looked suspiciously at the earnest, unwinking black face before him. Some memory of old college days flitted through his mind at the moment. "O Kunopes!" ("thou dog-faced one!") he caught himself muttering, but negro diplomacy was too much for him, and the innocence in the face of Ananias would have baftled a man far more suspicious. Cram was a fellow who loved his battery and his profession as few men loved before. lie was full of big ideas in one •waj- and little oddities jn another. Undoubted ability had been at the bottom of his selection over the head of manv a senior to command one of the Cram, in her pretty basket phaeton, with Mrs. Lawrence,of the infantry.and several of the ladies of the garrison in ambulances or afoot, had taken station well to the front of the forming' line. Then it became apparent that old Brax purposed to figure as the reviewing; officer and had delegated Maj. Minor to command the troops. Now, Minor had been on mustering1 and disbursing duty most of the war, had never figured in a review with artillery before, and knew no more about battery tactics than ( rain did of diplomacy. Mounted on a sedate old sorrel, borrowed from the quartermaster oecasioQ, with an antiquated, oras.vbound Jenifer saddle, minus breast-strap and housings of any kind, but equipped with his better half's brown leather bridle, Minor knew perfectly well he was only a guy. «tnd felt indignant at Brax for putting him in so false a plight. He took his station, however, in front of the regimental colors, without stopping to think where the center of the line might be after the battery came, and there awaited further developments, tram kept nobody waiting, however; his leading team was close at the nimble heels of Capt. Lawrence's company as it marched gayly forth to the music of the band. He formed sections at the trot the instant the ground was clear, then wheeled into line, passed well to the rear of the prolongation of the infantry rank, and by a beautiful countermarch came up to the front and halted exactly at the instant that Lawrence, with the left flank company, reached his post, each caisson accurately in trace of its pieces each team and carriage exactly at its proper interval, and, with his crimson silk guidon on the right flank and little Pierce signaling "up"' or "back" from a point outside where he could verify the alignment of the gunwheels on the rank of the infantry. Cram was able to command ''front" before little Drake, the adjutant, should have piped out his shrill "Guides posts." one, suh." "The devil it as! W hat d C ou mean, sir / allowing me meless and un jonseionable manner, when an indul pent government is suffering' for mj services? What sort of a day is it, sir?' Meantime, the infantry companies were inarching out through the gate and then ordering arms and resting until adjutant's call should sound. Drivers and cannoneers were dismounted to await the formation of the battalion line. Waring rode forward and in the most jovial off-hand way began telling Cram of the incidents of the previous day and his sight-seeing with the party of visitors from the. "Some people can go through the wars and never weaken, but they are no good at managing old people. I think that if we keep in mind that we-will need some- "Theu slide down the lightning-rod! Ply up the chimney! Evaporate! Dry p and blow away, but get out! you jan't come in here." "And so they quarreled that way. til finally I thought I would have to tak« them out, but pretty soon the lion cagt was wheeled into the ring, and the curly headed lion tamer, with Hair Bloom or his tresses, performed all sorts of feat* with the king of 1 leasts, winding up l»j gagging the king of the forest with hi: dank dome of thought. Then people ap plauded tl.e man, forgetting that th« poor lion would have to go and eat a cat or an Angora goat to take the taste out of his mouth. V/ 4 / "Beautiful day, Mr. Waring." "Oh, for mercy's sake. Waring-! Sure 'twas you that got me into the scrape. You know that I was dhrunk when you found me up tho levee. You made me come down when I didn't want to. Hwat did I say to the man last night, anyhow?" "Then go at once to Mr. Larkin and tell him he can't wear his new silk hat this morning—1 want it, and you fete! it. Don't allow him to ring in the old one on you. Toll him I mean the now 'spring style' he just brought from New York. Tell Mr. Ferry I want that new Hatfield suit of his. and you get Mr. Pierce's silk umbrella; then come baclt here and get my bath and m.\ coffee. Stop, there, Ananias! (Jive ray pious regards to the commanding otiicer, sir. and tell him there's no drill for •X' battery this morning, as I'm to breakfast at Moreau's at eleven o'clock and go to the matinee afterwards." north. "Say to him? Poor devil! why, you never can remember afler you're drunk what you've beea doing the night before. Some time it'll be the death of you. You abused him like a pickpocket—the sergeant of the guard and everybody connected with it." "By the way, I promised Mr. Allerton that they should see that team of yours before they left; so, if you've no objection, the first morning you're ou light batteries when the general dismounting took place in '00. Unusual attractions of person had won for him a wife with a fortune only a little later. Tho fortune had warranted a short leave abroad this very year. (lie would not have taken a day over sixty, for fear of losing his light battery). He h»4 beep a stickler for gauntlets on all mounted duty when he went away, and he came home converted to white wash-leather gloves because the British horse-artillerv wore no other, "and they, sir, are the nattiest In the world." lie could not tolerate an officer whose soul was pot aflame with enthusiasm for battery duty, and so was perpetually at war with Waring, who dared to have other aspirations. He delighted in a man who took pride in his dress and equipment- part so rejoiced In Waring, who, more than any subaltern eVer attached to "X," was the very glass of soldier fashion and mold of soldier form. He had dropped in at the bachelor pness just in time to hear some gabbling youngster blurt out a bet that Sam Waring would cut review and keep his tryst in town, and he had known him many a time to overpersuade his superiors into excusing him from duty on pretext of social claims, and more than once into r»arClri»ilncr d«libC».rat«» absence. But he '•We have great fun, of course, thongt in a qniet way, my wife and I comparing notes regarding Mortimer and Peradventure, for they do lot« of amusing things. Sometimes it is not so pleasant wher they eat too much preserves or driui milk when they lia ye been eating greet corn and watermelons. "Oh, murther! murther! murther!" groaned the poor Irishman, sitting down and covering his face with his hands. "Sure, they'll court-martial me this time without fail, and I know it. For God's sake, Waring, can't ye let a feller in and say that I'm not here?" Britain Why, sir, look at the life guards! Look at the horse guards, in London! Every officer and man wears the aiguillettis," And Braxton was a Briton by birth and breeding, and that ended it at. least so nearly ended it that Cram's diplomatic invitation to come up and try some Veuve Clicquot, extra dry, upon the merits of which he desired the colonel's opinion, had settled it foy good and all. Braxton's officers who ventured to suggest that he trim the plumage of these popinjays only got snurjoea, inereiore, tor tne time being. and ordered to get the infantry full dress forthwith, and Tram and his quartette continued to blaze forth in gilded panoply until long after Sam Waring led his last geni.un within those echoing walls and his name lived only as a dim and mist-wreathed memory in the annals of7 old Jackson bar- "Beg pahdon, suli, but de eunnle's done ohdered review fo' de whole command, suh. right at nine o'clock." "So much the better. Then Capt Cram must stay, and won't need hi: owell team. (Jo right down to tin stable and tell Jeffers I'll drive at ninethirty.""Ilyuh, dis way, lieutenant,'' whispered Ananias, mysteriously. "Slip out on de po'cb and into Mr. Pierce's room. I 'll tell you when he's gone." And in a moment the huge bulk of the renior lieutenant of Light Battery "X" was being boosted through a window opening from the gallery into the bachelor den of the junior second lieutenant. No sooner was this done than the negro servant darted back, closed and bolted the. long green Venetian blinds behind him, tiptoed to the bedroom door, and, softly tapping, called: "But— "No buts, you incorrigible rascal! I don't pay you a princely salary to raise obstacles. I don't pay you at all, sir. except at rare intervals and in moments of mental decrepitude. Co at once Allez! Chassez! Skoot!" •jjow, jim, let eo." WITH MK. PIXN'KR. duty and can't go up, I'll take advantage of your invitation and drive Miss Allerton myself. Doesn't that court adjourn this week?" body some day to be patient with na we will soon learn to be patient with others." '"Yes. that's true. Did you ever think what a trial Methuselah innst have been to his family?" "I'm afraid not," said Cram, grimly. "It looks as though we'd have to sit to-dav and to-morrow both." "But. lieutenant," says Ananias, his black face ehining, his even white leeth all agleam. "Capt. Cram stopped in on de way back from stables to say Glenco'd sprained his foot and you was to ride de bay colt. Please get up. suh. Boots apd saddles'U soun' in ten minutes." "Yes, bnt Methuselah retained all of his faculties up to his eight hundredth year. He could read fine print, you remember, tip to 786 years of age, and then he began to iniajnne that smoking was hurting his eyesight, so he quit for 30 years, but it did not help any and he went back to it, they say—only worse, to make up for lost time. "Well, that's too bad! They all want to meet you again. Couldn't you come up this evening after stables? Hello! this wen t do; our infantry friends will be criticising us; I see you're wearing gloves and I'm in gauntlets. So is Doyle. We can't fit him out, I'm afraid, but I've just got some from New York exactly like yours. I'll trot back while we're waiting, if you don't object, and change them." "Mr. Waring! Mr. Waring! get dressed quick as you can, suh! I'll lay out your unifonp in hvuh." But on this exquisite April morning no fellow in all the garrison was move prominent, if not more popular. Despite the slight jealousy existing between the viva! arms of the service, there were good fellows and gallant men among the infantry officers at the post, who were as cordially disposed towards the gay lieutenant as were the comrades of his own (colored) cloth. This is the more remarkable because he was never known to make the faintest effort to conciliate anybody and was utterly indifferent to public opinion. It would have been fortune far better than his deserts, but for the fact that by nature he was most generous, courteous and considerate. The soldiers of the battery were devoted to racks. "I tell you, Ananias, I'm going to town, sir; not to any pldiou'lous po- "It won't, but if it does I'll brain the bugler. Tell him so. Tell Capt. Cram he's entirely mistaken; I won't ride the bay colt—nor Gleneo. I'm going driving, sir, with Capt. Cram's own team and road wagon. Tell him so. Going in forty-five minutes by my wntch- Where is it. sir?" view Go and g-et what I ordered you. See that I'm properly dressed, sir, or you. Confound you, sir, there isn't a drop of Florida water in this bath, and none on .my bureau! Go and rob Mr. l'ierce—or anybody." "But the last 80 or 90 years of Methuselah's life he got so that he used to repeat himself a good deal. Even Enoch was tried with him, and when one of Methuselah's grandchildren — some of them 300 years old—used to wake up with the croup in the night, the old man, forgetting that he used to have it when he was their age, would mumble to himself and gnash his teeth for hours, after which he would put them back in the bureau and go to sleep again. COLONEL, I WANT YOUR ADVICE But Drake didn't pipe. There stood all the companies at support, each captain at the inner flank, and the guides with their inverted muskets still stolidly gazing along the line. It was t iine for him to pipe, but instead of so doing there he stuck at the extreme right, glaring down towards the now immovable battery and its serene commander, and the little adjutant's face was getting redder and puffier every Cram didn't want to say yes, yet didn't like to say no. He hesitated, and—was lost. In another moment, as though never imagining refusal was possible. Waring had quickly ridden »wav through the gate and disappeared behind the high brick wall. "But nothing is more beautiful thar in the winter evenings by the big oper fire to watch Mortimer and Peradventure playing checkers and whistling 'Floyd's Retreat' while they kuCxk a couple ol checker men together and crow like a pair of infants. "Sow git!" But Ananias was already gone. Darting out on the gallery, he took a header through the window of the adjoining quarters through which Mr. Doyle had escaped, snatched a long flask from the dressing table and was back in the twinkling of an eye. "It ain't back from de jeweler's. 6uh. where you dun lef it day before yist'dav; but his boy's hyuh now, suh. ivid de bill for las' year. Whut shall I tell him?" When the bugle sounded "mount," three minutes later, and the battery broke into column of pieces to march away to the maneuvering grounds, Mr. Ferry left the line of caissons and took command of the rear section. All that the battery saw of Waring or his mount the rest of the morning' was just after reaching the line, when tile flery colt came tearing riderless around the field, joyfully dodging every attempt of the spectators to catch him. and reveling in the delight of kicking up his heels and showing off in the presence and sight of his envious friends in harness. Plunge though they might, the horses oonld not join: dodge though they might the bipeds could not catch him. Review, inspection, and the long ceremonials of the morning went off without the junior first lieutenant of Battery X, who. for his part, went off without ceremony of any kind, Cram's stylish team and wagon with him. That afternoon liereappeared driving about the barrack square, a pretty girl at his side, both engrossed in the music of the banr! and apparently oblivions of the bottled-up wrath of either battery or post commander. "I didn't finish telling you, though, how hopped on Mortimer and accused him of taking the horehounO candy that he had put up on the joist of the woodhouse. Well, Mort denied it though he didn't of cour&e know that 1 had dose it myself for Peradventure's good, and he said my grandfather ought to know what he was talking about before he tackled folks. "Tell him to go to—quarantine. No! Tell him the fever has broken out here again, sir, and not to call until ten o'clock next spring—next mainspring they put in that watch. Go and get Mr. Merton's watch- Tell him I'll be sure to overstay in town if he doesn't send it, and then I can't take him up and introduce him to those ladies from Louisville to-morrow. Impress that on him, sir,'unless he's gone and left, it on his bureau, in which case impress the watch—the watch, sir, in any case. No! Stop again, Ananias; not in any case, only in the gold hunting case; no other. Now then, vanish!" "What became of Mr. Doylo?" asked Waring, as be thrust a bare arm through a narrow aperture to receive the spoil. "Don't let him get drunk; he's got to go to review, sir. If he doesn't. Col. liraxton may be 60 inconsiderate as to inquire why both the lieutenants of 'X' battery are missing. Take good care of him till the review, sir, then let him go to grass; and don't vou dare leave me without Florida water again if you have to burglarize the whole post. What's Mr. Doyle doing, sir?" minute. "Bnt what started me off on the subject of old people was my wife's grandfather. He lives with us. He is 90 years old today, and we are going to give him a birthday cake. I have just bought eight dozen wax caudles to put on it. 'Hio ahead! What are you waiting hoarsely whispered the senior for: The servants, black or white, wonlil run at any tune to do his capricious will. The garrison children adored him. There was simply no subject under discussion the barracks in those davs on which snch utter variety of opinion existed us the real character of Lieut. Sum Waring. As to his habits there was none whatever. He was a bon vivant, a "swell," a lover of all that was sweet and fair and pood and gracious in life. Self-indulgent, said everybody; selfish, said some; lazy, said many, who watched him daydreaming through the haze of cigar smoke until a drive, a hop. a ride or an opera part3' would call him into action. Slov, said the men, until they saw him catzli Mrs. Winslow's runaway horse just at that ugly turn In the levee below the south tower. Cold-hearted, said many of the women, until I'.aby ISralnard's fatal illness, when lie watched by the little sufferer's side and brought her flowers and luscious fruit from town, and would sit at her mother's piano and play soft, sweet melodies and sing in low, tremulous tone until the wearied eyelids liim "W aiting for the battery to dress." was the stauch reply. Then aloud the shrill voice swept dowu the line: "Oress that battery to the rijfht!" captain. "My grandfather lives with us also. He is 87 years old in November. Both of the old gentlemen live with us, having no other relatives they can get along with. My grandfather came to live with me when my wife and I went keeping house, and two years after that my wife's grandmother died and the old man came to our house. ABOUT THB CHAMPA6XB." and the post commander had deemed it high jime to block all that nonseuso in future, and had so Informed him, and were nonplussed at Warlng's cheery acceptance of the Implied rebuke and most airy, graceful and immediate change of the subject. The whole garrison was chuckling over It by night Cram looked over a glittering shoulder to the right of the line, where stood the diminutive infantryman. The battery had still its war allowance of horses—three teams to each carriage, lead, swing and wheel—and t lint brought its captain far out to the front of the somber bine rank of foot: so far out, in fact, that he was about on line with Maj. Minor, though facing in opposite direction. Perfectly confident that he was exactly \\ here he should be. yet equally determined to abide by any order he might receive. even though he fully understood the cause of Drake's delay. Cram promptly rode over to the guidon and Drdered "right dress," at which every driver's head and eyes were promptly turned, but not an inch of a wheel, for t he alignment simply could not be improved. Then after commanding "At mat my grauaratner saiu tnat ne had been graveled and galled about lung enough by an old fungus like mv wife's grandfather, and he might about as well settle him and put him out oi his misery now as any time. 8o he started at him with a wild light in his eves, but Mortimer had in his mind what I d told him about being prompt or his life would pay the penalty, so he grabbed the ax that was sticking in the chopping block and made a rush for Peradventure that scared him almost tc death. "Peekin' froode blin's in Mr. Pierce's room, suh; lookin' fo' de oade'ly. I done tole him de cunnle was ahter him, but he ain't, suh," chuckled Ananias. "I fixed it all rig-lit wid de vryahd dis mawnin. suh. Dey won' tell bout his cuttin' up las' night. Ile'd forgot de whole t'ing, suh; he allays loes; he never does know what's happened de night befo' lie wouldn't 'a' known about dis, but I told his boy Jim to tell him 'bout it ahter stables. I told Jim to sweah dat dey'd reported it to de cunnle." "It has been a rather ticklish business to manage the two, for my grandfather has an ungovernable temper, and for a moment or two sometimes you'd think he might assassinate some one, but once or twice a year is as often as he has an outbreak like that. "Hut. lieutenant, 'fo' Gawd, suh. dey'll put you in arrest if vou cuts drill dis time. Cunnle Braxton says to Capt. Cram only two days ago. suh, dat—" "Why, certainly, colonel," said he. "T have been most derelict of late iuring the visit of all these charming people from the north; and that reminds me, some of them are going to irive out here to hear the band this afternoon and take a bite at my quarters. 1 was just on uiy way to beg Mrs. Braxton and Mrs. Cram to receive for me, when your orderly came. And, colonel, 1 want your advice about the champagne. Of course i needn't say 1 hope 3-ou both will honor me with your presence." Old Brax lqved champagne and salad better than anything his profession afforded, and was disarmed at once. As for Cram, what could he say when the post commander dropped the matter? With all his daring disregard of orders and established customs, with all his consummate sang-froid and what some called impudence and others "cheek," every superior under whom he had ever served had sooner or later become actually tona or sDam waring—even stern old Hounds—"old Double Rounds" the boys called him, one of the martinets of the service, whose first experience with the fellow was as memorable as if. was unexpected, and who wound up, after a vehement scoring of some two minutes' duration, during which Waring had stood patiently at attention with an expression of the liveliest sympathy and interest on his handsome face, by asking impressively: "Xow, sir, what have vou to sav for vourself?" But here a white arm shot out from a canopy of mosquito netting, and first a boot-jack, then a slipper, then a heavy top boot, came whizzing past the darky's dodging head, and, finding expostulation vainf that faithful servitor bolted out in search of some ally more potent, and found one, though not the one he sought or desired, just entering the adjoining room. " old pelt!' says Mortimer. 'If you a?»Tn this woodshed in another minute, I'll split you open from the brisket to the watch pocket and open vou up like a boughten codfish! Now git!' \vtr» "My grandfather's name is Peradventure Pinner, an old Bible name selected from the begat column of the good book I reckon. My wife's grandfather's name is Mortimer Dowd. They call each other Peradventure and Mortimer when they are calm, but if anything goes wrong they call each other Pinner aud Dowd. new straps were red. It wasn't a month before all the best fellows in the batteries swore by Sain Waring and all the others at him, so that where there were five who liked tlu-tv were at least twenty who didn't, and these made up In quantity what thev lacked in quality. ctii uicuucu m uuca an nwaw: an un "And Peradventure got. He came and told m« that my wife's grandfather had a temper that would bring him to a felon's doom before he lived out half his (lays. It was quite awhile before lie dared sleep with Mortimer, but he was bo restless by himself of nights and nervous, and wanted a drink of water every eight minutes just to have society, that I got him to go back and sleep with Mortimer again. Very well, Ananias: very well, sir; Vf-u're a credit to your name. Now go nd carry out my orders. Don't forget apt. Cram's wagon Tell Jeffers to be •re with it on time." And the lieunant returned to his bath without .. aiting for reply. A big fellow, too—too big. in fact, to be seen wearing, as was the fashion In the sixties, the shell jacket of the light artillery. He had a full round body, and a full round ruddy face, and a little round visorless cap cocked on one side of a round head, not very full of brains, perhaps, yet reputed to be fairly stocked with what is termed "horse sense." His bulky legs were thrust deep in long boots, and ornamented, so far as the skintight breeches of sky blue were concerned, with a scarlet welt along the ceam, a welt that his comrades were wont to say would make a white mark on his nose, so red and bulbous was that organ. lie came noisily in from the broad veranda overlooking the parade ground, glanced about on the disarray of the bachelor sitting-room, then whirled on Ananias.' '•Be gorra!" said Doyle, "I'd like tc be in his place now, provided I didn't have to be in it to-morrow." "front" the captain as deliberately trotted back to his post without so much as a glance at the irate staff officer. It was just at this juncture that the bay colt earns tearing down the field, his mane and tail streaming in the breeze, his reins and stirrups dangling. In the course of his gyrations about the battery and the sympathetic plunging of the teams some slight disarrangement occurred. But when he presently decided on a rush for the stables, the captain reestablished the alignment as coolly as before, and only noticed as he "resumed his post that the basket phaeton and Mrs. Cram had gone. Alarmed, possibly, by the nonappearance of her warm friend Mr. Waring and the excited gambolings of his vagrant steed, she had promptly driven back to the main garrison to see if any accident had occurred, the colt meantime amusing himself in a game of fast-and-loose with the stable guard. "I was afraid that my grandfather might get one of his little spells of temper and drive my wife's grandfather into the earth with a club, for Dowd is the gentlest man you ever saw. So one day I told Mortimer that Peradventure was the kind of a man that had to be sat down on the moment he showed any signs of temper, and if he had the nerve to shut him up once for all he wonld have no trouble, but I was afraid he did not have the necessary courage. However, I told him that he was so much older than Peradventure he must take a firm hand with him at the start. To sum up the situation, Lieu Doyle's expression was perhaps t!: But when the morrow came there was no Waring with it. most comprehensive, as giving tin views of the great majority: "It I werC his K. 0. and this crowd the court, he'C a' been kicked out of the service months ago." closed and the sleep no potion oould bring to that fever-racked brain would come at last for him to whom childlove was incense and music at once a passion and a prayer. Men who little knew and less liked hiin thought hif enmity would be but light, and few men knew hiin so well as to realize that his friendship could be firm and true as steel. "Ye-as, suh," was the subordinate answer, as Ananias promptly turned, and, whistling cheerily, went banging out upon the gallery and clattering lown the open stairway to tho brickpaved court, below. Here he as promptly turned, and, noiseless as a cat, shot up the stairway, tiptoed back into the sitting-room, kicked off his low-heeled slippers, and rapidly, but with hardly an audible sound, resumed the work on which he had been engaged—the arrangement of his master's kit. For twenty-four hours old Brax had been mad as a hornet. He was not much of a drill-master or tactician, but he thought he was, and it delighted him to put his battalion through the form of review, the commands *»Dr which he had memorized thoroughly and delivered with resonant voice and with all proper emphasis. What he did not fancy, and indeed could not do. was the "drudge-work of teaching the minutiie of the school of the battalion, explaining each movement before undertaking its exceution. This was a matter he delegated to one of his senior captains. For a week, therefore, in preparation for a possible visit on the part of the new brigadier general or his Inspector, the six companies of the regiment stationed at the post had been fairly well schooled in the ceremonies of review and parade, and so long as nothing more was required of them than a march past in quick time and a ten minutes' stand in line all might go well. The general had unexpectedly appeared vDne evening with only a single aide-de-camp, simply, as he explained, to return tlieeallof the officers of the garrison, six or eight of whom had known enough to present themselves ami pay their respects in person when ho arrived in town. Braxton swelled with gratified pride at the general's praise of the spick-span condition of the parade, the walks, roads and visible quarters. But it was the verv first old-time garrison the new chief had ever seen, a splendid fighting record with the volunteers during the war, and the advantage of taking sides for the union from a doubtful state, having conspired to win him a star in the regular service only a year or two before. "But I must be getting along now, for Mortimer gav'e me cents to buy a couple of packs of firecrackers for Peradventure, and some punk." With that Mr. Pinner went off down the street, and I couldn't help hoping he would have as good a grandson when he was 90 as Peradventure had. Atiu yet, enirriaining or expressing so hostile an opinion of the laughing lieutenant, Mr. Doyle did not hesitate to seek his society on many an occasion when he wasn't wanted, and to solace himself at Waring's sideboard at any hour of the day or night, for Waring kept what was known as "open house" to all comers, and the very men who wondered how he could afford it and who predicted his speedy swamping in a mire of debt and disgrace were the very ones who were most frequently to be found loafing about his gallery, smoking his tobacco and swigging his whisky, a pretty sure sign that the occupant of the quarters, however, was absent. \\ itlx none of their number had he ever had open quarrel, Remarks made at his expense and reported to him In moments of bibulous confidence he treated with gay disdain, often to the manifest disappointment of his informant. In his presence even the most reckless of their number were conscious of a certain restraint. Waring, as has been said, detested foul language, and had a very quiet but effective way of suppressing it, often without so much as uttering a word. These were the rough days of the army, the very roughest it ever knew, the days that intervened between the incessant strain and tension of the four years' battling and the slow gradual resumption of good order and military discipline. The rude speech and manners of the camp permeated every garrison. The bulk of the commissioned force was made up of hard fighters, brave soldiers and loyal servants of the nation, to be sure, but as a class they had known no other life or language since the day of their musterin. Of the line officers, stationed in and around this southern city in the lovely spring-tide of ISO—, of a force aggregating twenty companies of infantry and cavalry, there were fifty captains and lieutenants appointed from the volunteers, the ranks, or civil life, to one graduated from West I'oint. The predominance was in favor of r.\- sergeants, corporals or company clerks —good men and true when they w ore the chevrons, but who, with a few marked and most admirable exceptions, proved to be utterly out of their element when promoted to a higher sphere. The entrance into their midst of Capt. Cram with his swell light battery, with officers and men in scarlet plumes and full-dress uniforms, was a revelation to the somber battalions »hose officers had not yet even purchased their epaulettes and had seen no occasion to wear them But when Cram atid his lieutenants came swaggering about the garrison And so the garrison was mixed in lt« mind as to Mr. Waring, and among those who heard it said at the mess that he meant at all hazards to keep his engagement to breakfast in town there were some who really wished he might cut the sudde review and thereby bring down upon his shapely, nonchalant head the wrath of Z^-cUjL.^- "I used to have them do the chores to keep them out of mischief. Mortimer had to milk and feed the chickens, and Peradventure cut the kindling and carried in the wood. At tba Whipping Post. Already, faultlessly brushed, folded and hanging over the back of a chair close by the chamber door were the bright blue, scarlet-welted battery trousers then in vogue, very snug at the knee, very springy over the foot. Underneath them', spread over the square back of the chair, a dark-blue, single-breasted frock-coat, hanging nearly to the floor, its shoulders decked with huge epaulettes, to the right one of which were attached the braid and loops of a heavy gilt aig-uillette whose glistening pendants were hung temporarily on the upper button. /In the seat of the chair was folded a broad soft sash of red silk net, its tassels careful ly spread, lie side it lay a pair of long buff gauntlets, new and spotless. At the door, brilliantly polished, stood a pair of buttoned gaiter boots, the heels decorated with small glistening brpss spurs. In the corner, close at hand, leaned a long, curved saber, its gold sword-knot, its triple-guarded hilt, its steel scabbard and plated bands and rings, as well as the swivels and buckle of the black sword-belt, showing the perfection of finish in manufacture and care in keeping. From a round leather box Ananias now extracted a new gold-wire fourragere. which he softly wiped with a silk handicprchW. dandled lovingly an instan* the glistening tassels, coiled it carefully upon the sash, then producing from the same box a long scarlet horsehair plume he first brushed it into shimmering freedom from the faintest knot or kink, then set it firmly through its socket into the front ot a gold-braided shako whose black front was decked with the embroidered cross cannon of the regiment, sur mounted by the arms of the United States. This lie noiselessly placed upon the edffec.f the mantle, stepped back to complacently view his work, flicked off apossible speck of dust on the sleeve of the coat, touched with a chamois-skin the gold crescent of the nearest epaulette, then softly, noiselessly as before, vanished through thC door-way, tiptoed to the "Lay the cat on lightly, please," said tha Delaware wife beater to the sheriff who was about to apply the lash to liis back. "Lay it on lightly, and you will soothe my angry feelings." "One day they had been down town together, and Mortimer had bought a songbook with the money I gave him. It had the words of an old song set to the tune of 'Wellington's Farewell.' Peradventure had bought horehound candy with his money and had hidden a part of it in the woodshed, where I found it aud took it away because I was afraiu he would be tick eating candy along with the root beer he had been (lrinkintr. "He discovered that it was gone at about dusk while he and Mortimer were in the woodshed together. Mortimer is as lovely a character as ever lived. He has Sue, soft, silky white hair and a skin like an undressed kid. When the two arc asleep at night together and I go in at 11 o'clock to see if they are covered up all Tight, I can't help comparing them, for Peradventure has eyebrows, you know, that he can toss back like a mane when he wants to, and he has a big red beak 011 liim like a penguin, aud as you approach him at night you can hear it KM*. He also sleeps on his back, and his mouth comes unclasped at times. "Mr. Waring dressed?" "Noo, suh; jus' woke up, suh; ain't out o* bed yit." Col. Braxton. "Soothe your angry feelings?" said the sheriff. "The lazy capabond; Just lot- me get at him a minute," said the lDip man, tramping1 over to the doorway as though bent on invading the chamber beyond. Hut Ananias had halted short at sight of the Intruder, and stood there resolutely barring the way. "Boots and saddles" had sounded at the artillery barracks. Mr. Fierce, as battery officer of the day. had clattered off through the north gateway. The battery had marched with dancing plumes and clanking sabers out to the stables and gun-shed. The horses of Lieuts. Doyle and Ferry were waiting for their riders underneath the gallery of their quarters. Capt. Cram, in much state, followed by his orderly bugler and guidon-bearer, all in full uniform, was riding slowly down the sunny side of the garrison, and at- sight of him Doyle add Ferry, who were leisurely pulling on their gauntlets in front of their respective doors, hooked up their sabers and came clattering down their stairway; but no Waring had appeared. There, across the parade on the southern side, the bay colt, caparisoned In Waring's unimpeachable horse-equipment'-, was being led up and down in the shade of the quarters, Mr. Pierce's boy .Jim officiating as groom, while his confrere Ananias, out of sight, was at the moment on his knees fastening the strap of his master's riding-trousers underneath thedainty gaiter boot, Mr. Waring the while surveying the proceeding over the rim of his coffee-cup. To which, with inimitable mixture of suavity and concern, (Sain replied: "Nothing whatever, sir. ( dqubt if anything more could be said. I had no adequate idea of the extent of my misdoing, Have i your permission to sit down, sir. and think it over?" Then it was that old Brax came down and took a hand. Riding to where Minor still sat on his patient sorrel, the senior bluntly inquired: "What the devil's the matter?" "1 don't know." said Minor. "Who does know?" "Yes. wrath." A soft tan, sir, turnetli away ■Boston Courier. An Unfounded Accusation. Jaysinith—I've got it in for Snooper, Swayback—What's the trouble? "IJeg pardon, lieutenant, but Mr. Waring ain't had no bath yit. Can I mix de lieutenant a cocktail, suh?" "Well, Drake, possibly, or else he doesn't know anything. He's been trying to get Cram to dress his battery hack." Jaysmith—I understand that he has been referring to me as a liar and a thief. Hounds actually didn't know what to thiuk. and still less what to say. Had he believed for un instant that the young gentleman was insincere, he would have had him in close arrest in the twinkling of an eye; but Waring" s tone and words and manner were those of contrition itself. It was not possible that one of the boys should dare to !De tfuyiug him, the implacable Rounds, "Can you? You black imp of Satan. «vliy isn't it ready now, sir? Sure you could have s«en ( was as dhry as a \imekiln from the time I came through the gate. Ilware's the demijohn, you villain?" Swayback—Is that so? Why. I never knew yoH to steal,—Detroit Free Press. "Why, yes, confound it! he's a mile ahead of the line," said the colonel, and off he trotted to expostulate with Lhe batteryman, '-Capt. Cram, isn't there room for your battery back of the line instead of in front of it?"' inquired the chief, in tone both aggrieved and aggressive. Cuiitious. Mrs. Figg—Why can't you wash your face once in awhile without my having to tell you every time? "Bein' refilled, suh, down to de sto", but da's a little on de sideboa'd, suh," answered Ananias, edgingovcr thither, now that he had lured the invader away from the guarded doorway. "Take It straight, suh, o' wid bittersro' toddy?" Tommy—I'm afraid you'a think I'd been in swinimin.—Indianapolis Journal."Old (umid Rounds" of the Sixth corps, old Double Round*of the horse artillery of the 1'eninsula days. Mrs. Hounds had her suspicions when told of the affair, but was silent, for of all the officers stationed }p and around the old southern city Sam Waring was by long odds the most graceful and accomplished dancer and german leader, the best informed on all manner of interestin1 mutters — social, musical, dramatic, fashionable—the prime mover in garrison hops and parties, the connecting link between the families of the general and staff officers in town and the linesmen pt the surrounding posts, the man whose dictum as to a dinner or luncheon and whose judgment as to a woman's toilet were most quoted and least questioned, the man whose word could almost make or mar ein army giri's success; and good old Lady Kounds had two such encumbrances the first winter of their sojourn in the south, and two army girls among so many are subjects of not a little thought and care. If Mr. Wiring had not led the second german with Margaret Rounds the mother's heart would have been well-nigh crushed. It was fear of some such catastrophe that kept her silent on the score of Waring's reply to her hate lord, for If Sam did mean to be impertinent, as he unquestionably could be, the colonel she knew would be merciless in his discipline and social amenities would be at Instant end. Waring had covered her with maternal triumph and Margaret with bliss unutterable by leading the ante-Lenten german with the elder daughter and making her brief stay a month of infinite joy. The Rounds were ordered on to Texas, and Margaret's brief romance was speedily and properly forgotten I41 the "Lots, sir," answered Cram, cheerfully. "Just countermarched there." Hi* Lut Application. "Then i wished you'd oblige me by moving back at once, sir; you're delay' ing the whole ceremony here. I'm told Mr. Drake has twice ordered you to dress to the right," Housekeeper — Here is a telegram, Your nephew is dead. Property Owner (with a growl)— Humph! Now, I guess, he wants money to bury himself with.—Zeitgeist. "But Mortimer has a si»ft voice and a noiseless slumber that endears him to every oue. He says very little, and if he can't hear very well he lets it go, while Peradventure yells out 'Which?' in a voice that cnrdles the milk down al the springhouse. "We would have had out the battery and given you a salute, sir," said Brax, "had we known you were coming; but it's after retreat now. Next time., general, if you'll ride down some day, I'll fce proud to give j'ou a review of the " hole command. We have a great big field back here." "I've heard it, sir, only once, but h;i,ve dressed twice, so it's all right," responded Cram, as affably as though he had no other aim in life than to gratify the whims of his post commander.First Little Girl—We have a chrysanthemum growing at our house. What They Hatl at Home. "Itar. huh. Now into de coat, quick! Yahnduh goes Capt. ("rain." "My wife's grandfather is a Baptist and an Abolitionist, while Peradventurt A Mohammedan and kicks because w« have to pay the Revolutionary pension ers, though he hasn't paid a cent of taj in 15 years. They have had a good man} discussions over politics and religion but never hatl any real serious fights Mortimer could always prove all hii statements by the Bible and so conic Peradventnre, Second Little Girl—Well, we have a schoolmum boarding at our house.— Texas Siftings. "Ananias, how often have I told yott that, howsoever necessary it might be for you to hurry, 1 never do? It's unbecoming an officer and a gentleman "Why, confound it, sir, it isn't all right by a da—good deal! llere you are 'way out on line with Maj. Minor, and your battery's—why, it isn't dressed on our rank at all, sir. Just look at it," And the general had promised to conDCy This necessitated combined orena ration, hence the order for full dress rehearsal with battery and all, and then came confusion. Fresh from the coin- Sure It Wasn't Hi*. "Lend me that umbrella, please." "Do yon think I'd lend you my umbrella?'"1 didn't ask yon to lend me yours.'"— Brooklyn Life. ▲ HEAVY TOP BOOT CAUE WU1Z/.IN9 But you's got to inspect yo' section, to hui1 ir." PAST. Still jo'o' you can repute to Capt- Cram. Please hurry wid desiish, suh." Ami. bviduig tho belt extended with botli hands, Ananias stood eager to clasp It around Waring's slender waist, but tho lieutenant waved him [to bk continued ] "Faith. I'll answer ye as Pat did the parson: I'll take it straight now, and then be drinking the toddy while your .honor is mixin' the punch. Give ine hold of It, you smudge! and tell your masther it's review—full-dress—and jit's time for him to be up. Has he had ihis two cocktails yet?" maud of his beautiful horse battery and the dashing service with a cavalry division, Cram hated the idea o.{ limping along, as he expressed tt, behind a battalion o.f foot, and said so, and somebody told Brax he had said so,— more than one somebody, probftUiy, for Brax had many an adyiwr to keep A Coward. *D ■ ■SS.forf * : '1 ' :■ ■■ ;■ '■■ / r • w i{D "Sometimes they would go a little toC far, ami Mortimer would pout all the evening, and Peradventurs would flounc* off to bed and slam his boots one at i time 011 the floor when he undressed ant tried to scare us. But in the morninC both would wake up all pleasant, ant Mortimer would tackle a little blacl pipe ho has, while Peradventure woulC go into the buttery and take a large coin prehensive swallow out of a bottle tha has a lonesome old cherry at the bottou of it. At first he took this only in tht spring, but now he has gradually addet more and more spring months till tht robins seem to be nesting most all th« time with him. Carried It a Long; Time. Hotel Clerk—Your face looks familiar, sir. awav "(jet thee behind uio, imp of Satan! Would yuu have me neglect one of the foremost articles of an artilleryman's, faith? Never, sir! If there were a wrinkle in that sash it -would out a chasm in my reputation, sir." And, so lie stepped to the open doorway, threw the heavy tassel over and around the knob, kissed his hanC\ jauntily to his battery couitt»ainter, now riding1 the opposite side of vhe paraito, backed deliberately away the full length of the sash across the room, then, humming a favorite snatch from "Faust," deliberately wound himself into the bright crimson web, and, making a broat flat loop near the farther end and without stopping his sutur. nodded coolly to Ananias to come Uncle Humsted—Likely 'nougb, young man. It's the only one I ever had.— Truth. "The lieutenant doesn't care fo' any idis mawnin', suh. I'll fetch him his coffee in a minute. Did you see de window, and peeked in adjoining Mr. Do vie him in trouble. The order that Cram should appear for instruction in review of Infantry and artillery combined gave umbrage to the battery CQin- had thrown himself into Pierce's armchair, and .was trying to read the morning paper. I •y • i »/-•* • :V; JmC* J ** UWl' "I see that Scripkins employs a typowriter now." "Yes." L'ukincl. cunnle's oade'ty, suh? lie was lookiu ,fo' you a moment ago." mander, and his reported remarks thereupon, renewed cause for displeasure to irarrlson chief. The big red man was gulping down a big drink of the fiery liquor at the instant, tie set the glass back on the sideboard with unsteady hand and glared at Ananias suspiciously. "Wunner what Mars'er Pierce will say when he git3 back from breakfast," was Ananias' comment, as he sped softly down the stairs, a broad grin on his black face, a grin that almost instantly gave place to preternatural solemnity and respect, as, turning sharply on the sidewalk at the foot of the stairs, he eamo face to face with the battery commander. Ananias would have passed with a low obeisance, but the captain halted him n y! n croijuet ground in natty shell Russian shoulder knots, ackets ho tar as we re concerned,'- sata & "Doing lots of work? ridiug Cram, who wanted to utilize the good weather for battery drill, "we  instruction, as we have done the trick time and again before; and if we hadn't, who in the bloody Fifty-first is there to teach us'.' Certainly not old ltrax." \ ( T'\ "No. He wants somebody to blame for his mistakes in English."—Washington Star. breeches, boots and spurs, there were not lacking those among the sturdy foot who looked upon the whole proceeding with great disfavor. Cram had two "rankers" with hiiu when lie came, but one had been transferred out in favor of Waring, und now his battery was supplied with the full complement vf subalterns—Jjovie. verv much out of "Is it troot' you're tellin', nigger? Hwat did he say was wanted?" "Well, I'm not going to run any sue! risk, mv dear." Miss Fan Tastic (who has just been introduced to educated Indian)—Do you dance, Mr. Orontyaheka? He Did Not Dance. "Didn't say, suh, but de cunnle's in hiroffice. Yahnduh comes de oade'ly, loo. suh; guess he must have hyuhd was over hyuh." 1 The result of this anAcvinceipent was "I take them to the circus with mt every year and sometimes twice. an* they remember aud talk about it foi years afterward. Mortimer is a greai admirer of the elephaut, and I have all ] "That's just like you, John! Evei since you got your life insured you've been awfully afraid you'd get killed."— Life, All the same the order was obeyed, and Cram started out that loveliest of lovelv suriuu- mornings not entirely in- Mr. O.—Once, alas! I did, but the customs of the savage I have now abandoned! forever.—Truth. short.