The people. (Camden, S.C.) 1904-1911, February 27, 1908, Image 1
Sl.SOPer Year
A Talm .
An&lp-Indian
Sl?r**S*'vicm
YOUNG
MISTLE Y
5ttew.^t
Msdemk
CHAPTER XXXII.' It
Continued.
"By the bye," he Mid, suddenly* M
If recollecting himself, "I will leave
this cross with you. It Is the thing
?kryl bought from Win at Klmil
Arret. It Is no good my taking It
out there again. . I will fasten it to
your watchchaln. Allow me? no one
is looking. It is all right!"
He made a movement as If to join
the others. It was a silent suggestion
that she should do the same; but ehe
remained motionless, . and for some
reason he did not carry out his pur*
pose.
"Charlie,** she said, looking past
him into the deserted street, "do you
remember one night long ago ? it was
the first time that we danced so much
together ? the first time we found out
how well we got on with each other?"
"Yes," he replied, with a peculiar
dull look upon his face. "Yes, I re- '
member."
"You look now just as you looked
then," she continued vaguely. "There
Is no change in your appearance; you
are as big and strong and ? and relia
ble as ever. Your manner is appar
ently the same. But there is a change j
somewhere ? there is a change in you I
or in me: What Is it ? where is it ? ?
how Is it, Charlie? Is it In you, or
is It In me?" |
"I expect," he suggested, restless
ly, "that it is in both. We are getting
older, you see. People cannot grow
older without changing a little and It
is generally supposed to be a chango
for the better."
"But ? but this is not for the bet-,
ter."
"I believe," he said, lightly, "thst
the whole thing is a creation of your
own imagination. You admit that I
am the same; I know that you are
unaltered; where can the change
be?"
"Yet you must admit that there Is
a difference. Things are not as they
used to be."
"It is the way of the world," he
replied, with a mirthless laugh.
"Things never are as they used to be.
No, Lena, I admit nothing. There
is an old gentleman opening the
piano preparatory to asking ypu to
sing. I must go and help him."
"1 am not going to sing the 'Fare
well' to-night/* she said, as he moved
away.
"No," he replied, gravely. "Please
don't!"
CHAPTER XXXIII.
Safe at Last.
So Charles Mlstley truuqullly be
gan his simple arrangements for a
journey he was destined never to
take.
Suspense, like all mortal things,
must have an end; and for the watch
ers in Seymour street the end was
drawing near. It came at last, on
the Thursday morning, just twenty
four hours before tho time fixed by
Charlie for his departure.
Lena was still In her room, al
though the punctual breakfast bell
had been rung some minutes before.
She was In the act of fixing a little
brooch at her throat, when there was.
a hurried knock at the door, and the
sound of the colonel's voice, vibrating
with emotion, followed Instantane*
eusly.
"Lena! Lena!"
"Yes, pat/a," she answered, quietly
enough. Then she stood motionless,
with her back to the window, watch
ing the door.
"May I come in, Lena?"
"Yes!"
She know that there was news at
last.
Then the door opened. For a mo
ment Lena experienced a strong de
sire to laugh aloud. The colonel en
tered the room hastily; in one hand
he flourished a submarine telegraph
form. In the other Was the bread
knife, with little scraps of brown
paper adhering to its edge.
"Mistley is at Vienna!" he gasped.
"He is at Vienna! Thank Ood for
this!"
He threw tho breadknlfe upon the
bed, and presently went there and
rashly sat down upon it.
"Yes," said Lena, quietly. She was
?till engaged with her brooeh, and
aow she turned to look into the glass.
"Lena!" exclaimed her father.
"Do you hear me? Do you under
stand? He in at Vienna! He is
safe! Here is the telegram. They
have Just brought it!"
He held the paper toward her. She
?aw the action, md noted, mechan
ically ibe slim blue raJ??L pasted
on to the white telegraph form. Sh*
rsmemhe:VjJ wishing with oil hci
Strength to step forward and take
that paper; then thero came a sudden
blank, a sense of utter, boundless
vacuity, and she found her motheVs
comforting arms around her.
At breakfast the telegram was dis
sussed word by word. It wss not en
tirely satisfactory upon closer inrsstl
fatton.
"Ms, but quits knockod up. Can
m?9M ft* ?st TsM malar aad
BIHMmh wfni1 flT -
- 'Can you came to me?' " repeated
Colonel Wright, with a fierce look In
his eyes as he swallowed a hasty*
breakfast. "Can t go to hlmt That
is like Mistley. As if the fellow did
not know ? as If he didn't know!
And yet he pats it like that; It. Is
Mistley all through. Yon cannot tell
whether the fellow means to be
funny or pathetic, and somehow It is
both."
Mrs. Wright made no reply. 8he
merely langhed a low. gentle laugh,
and behind the friendly covert of a
large fern which steod upon the
table, a tear fell unseen upon a piece
o*f fried bacdh. *
Presently Lena droYe off to Bed
ford place with the news. The morn
ing was fresh and Invigorating, with
Just a suspicion of autamnal sharp
ness in the clesr atmosphere. Never
had London appeared so fair to Lena;
never had the world appeared sc
bright. The very drudges dusting
the steps and black-leading the
scrapers were not ordinary house
maids that morning. For them even
life seemed to have its pleasures, its
Joys, and its consolation. The dust
they caused to fly from overworked
door mats actually scintillated with
gold.
The patient hansom cab horse,
with his Hoping, nerveless ears, was
worthy ot all human sympathy ? the
very ordinary hansom flew through
tin rosy air with the speed of the
sungod's chariot.
Mrs. Mistley was standing with her
back to the window, the Times in
her hand, when Lena entered the
room. The remains ot breakfast up
on the table showed that Charley
had already left the house. Mrs.
Mistley turned her graceful white
head somewhat sharply toward the
door when the servant opened It. For
a moment she looked at Lena with
a sudden gleam of emotion In her
calm grey eyes; then she laid aside
the newspaper and advanced toward
her.
"You have news!" she said In her
pretty, tainted English. "Lena, you
have news. I cm see it In your eyes."
"Yes," she replied. "I have news.
Papa has sent me to say that Win
yard is all right. He is in Vienna.
Here is a copy of the telegram."
Mrs. Mistley received the news
cheerfully. She evinced no surprise,
and was by no means demonstrative
hi her Joy; in fact, it was hard to re*
slice that she had c/er felt a mo
ment's anxiety. Lena expressed some
surprise that Winyard should have
telegraphed to her father Instead of
his own mother; but Mrs. Mistley
thought nothing ot it, explaining that
Win knew her wandering ways.
"Charlie is out," she added, "buy
ing a saddle or something. He has
also gone to see the doctor to show
his arm, which is as strong as the
other now. I will leave a note for
him in case he should come in when
I am out."
An hour after the receipt of Win
yard's telegram Colonel Wright was
at Charing Cross Station. Shortly
before the departure of his train Mrs.
Mistley and Lena arrived, accom
panied by Adonis, who had quite as
sumed the repose of manner charac
terising a town dog.
It was arranged that if Winyard
was seriously ill he should be taken
to Seymour street, which was quiet
and more convenient for an invalid |
than Bedford Place. After a few
days' rest the move to Broomhaugh
co a Id aaslly be accomplished.
All this was rapidly settled, and
there was still three or four minutes I
to spare. They proceeded to walk
up and down the broad platform
somewhat restlessly amid the restless
throng. To Colonel Wright this com
fortable Journey was nothing; he had
secured a good seat, and thero was
no crowd, yet he was not at his ease.
He felt compelled to breafc the si
lence, which was in reality by no
means irksome to Che ladles.
"There are," he hazarded, "many
different sorts of courage. There is
that of the soldier, which is emotion*
6l and strongly dependent on emula
tion; there Ts that or tue suitor, which
t? perhaps of a higher order, thougn
it is purely defensive; he repels dan
gers and fights for his life. But
highest of all there is the courage
that needs no emulation, asks for
none to sharo Its dangers, faces soli
tude and continuous risk with steady
Intrepidity. 8urely this is the no
blest courage."
They turned and walked toward
the engine again, Adonis meokly fol
lowing with his left ear slightly ele
vated and his face expressive of dig
nified attention, for he loved the
sound of the colonel's voice.
''Ah! continued the old soldier,
with ? glance downward at the silent
Women on ?lthei' side ot him, bofty
trim and straight and graclons,
though, one head was clad In soft,
dry Whits hair ? "*Yid there Is t&e
wonderfnl courage of women who
itay behind and wait; but that is dif
ferent. I think It comes to theto di
rest from hs*T*n." J
Seymour ttrnt later In th? morning,
bo wta told that Colonel Wright had
ndtalj loft holne, bat that the Isdlss
were In.
Tho ftrat parson that ho nv on
entering tho room woo his mother
eomfortably established with tome
needle-work In her hands, ss It she
wore one of the family. Some wom
en hare this plsesant way with them,
knowing how tosettle into any house
hold ? be It in Joy or be it In sorrow
? in a Jtew mlnntes.
Mrs. Wright and Lena were stand
ing near the window studying Bred
shaw's "Railway Guide."
As soon ss Mrs. Mistlsy caught
sight of hsr son she roes, and ad
yandng toward him, took his hand,
apparently forgetting that shs had:
seen him only a few hoars beforeJ
The action placed her rather cleverly
between him and the two ladles, so
that they oould not well see his faeoi
"Charlie," shs said, quickly, "we
.hare news of Win. I left a note for
yon at Bedford Place. The colonel
has gone to Vienna to bring him
home, as he is not at all well;"
The yonng sailor nodded his head
gravely. Then he advanced toward
Mrs. Wright, and shook hands silent
ly with her and Lena. Hi waa un
usually awkward that morning, and
looked very large and ont of place in
the dainty, womanly room. He.
stroked his chin with his strong
brown hand almost nervously.
"I am glad," he said at length. "I
am glad!"
Then he looked round the room
rather helplessly. The chairs were
ridiculously small and frail compared
to his huge frame, and he made no
attexnpt to alt down.
"1 hare juat bought a very good
aaddle," he aald, auddenly, and with
out any aequence of thought. "The
man ia altering it for me. 1 auppoae
1 can countermand it now."
He smiled a little, and the ladlea
amlled aympathetlcally. The two
elder women took an ardent interest
in that aaddle juat as they would
have taken an interest in digestive
bread or the death of Alclblades, if
Charlie had brought the subject un
der their notice.
Then they talked of Vienna and
the Journey there, pralalng the gifted
Mr. Bradshaw, and abuaing the Ger
man railways, until Charlea Mlstley
took his temporary leave.
He wandered down Seymour street
In an absent-minded manner. Pres
ently he came upon a little black-and
tan terrier alttlng upon a doorstep,
with Its quivering spine pressed
against the immovable door. He
stopped before it, and the dog raised
one paw aa if to beg him to ring the
bell, setting back ita head, and look
ing up at him with pretty canine
coquetry. Without thinking much
of what he was doing, the sailor
raised his hand and rang the bell;
then he strode on.
"I am glad," he murmured. "Yes,
I am glad! By George!" he ex
claimed ? "by George! I am la time
for the alternative yet." And calling
a cab he drove rapidly to the Ad
miralty.
CHAPTER XXXIV
The Return.
TYe t^ree ladies were again sitting
in the drawing room in Seymour street
together. It was the Monday morn*
Ing. Colonel Wright had telegraphed
several times from Vienna and other
towm on the homeward journey. The
most Important item in those mes
sages had been that, despite medical
advice, Wlnyard Mistley insisted up
on coming home at once, and they
might be expected at 11 o'clock on
the Monday morning.
It was after 11 now. The ladles
were working with a calmness which
was perhaps slightly overdone. Adon
is slept peacefully beside Mrs. Mist
ley's chair, upon a corner of her
dress.
"These Continental trains are in
variably late," observed Mrs. Wright,
glancing at the clock upon the man
telpiece.
"Yes," was Mrs. Mistley's cheerful
reply; "we can hardly expect them
yet. Colonel Wright did wisely, I
think, in suggesting that none of us
should go to the station. There will
be noise and fuss enough without
my being there to agltats Win, and
mjkeJilm pretqpd tfcgLfce. Is tiropgqr
than he really is. It is much better
that Charlie should meet them. 7
"Where Charlie is," suggested Mrs,
Wright, In a low tone, "there will be
no fuss. He possesses a happy facul
ty of doing the right thing at the
right moment, without appearing to
know that he is doing it."
"Yes," said Charley's mother
vaguely. She was about to say some
thing more, but checked herself sud
denly; and spreading her work out
before her sho proceeded to smooth it
out with deft fingers, patting it here
and there, and tugging it cornerwise.
While thus occupied, she spoko again,
without looking up, in a light con
versational tone.
"Do you know," she said, "I can
not quite realize that Win Is 111. What
aliments he has had have always
tome when he was away from me. 1
cannot picture to myself how he will
take it; ho has always been so well
and hearty."
"According to papa's telegram, he
Is hearty still," said Lena, gayly, as
S he carefully selectod a thread of silk
from a partl-colored tangle. "He
telegraphed 'Spirits high,' which
sounds like a meteorological report."
"I think Win's spirits are proof
against a good deal," replied Mrs.
Mistley, with a glance toward Lena.
U Was a mete pisgjng peep, but the
little lady saw enough to coovlocs
her that the needle stood a rery poor
chanco of being threaded Just then.
At this moment the sound of ap<
proaohlng^sh^^^i^k^upon^th^a
ths jfo r, ml Adonis looked of
Bbarpiy. Lrn was still itrlrUki ta
gK til silk aoMvkKt near tte eya
of tM DMdle.
Mr*. Mlstley laid aside her work.
She triad to do it u calmly and
quietly as the eould. bat there was
something dramatic even In her In
tense self-p c? sssloa. She drew In a
Ions, uneven breath, and roee from
her eeat, looking toward the door.
Already there were fbotatepe oowa
?tain la the hall. Thea came a little
laugh of one voice only, and Adonla
literally shrieked at the sound of It.
Like a battering ram he op runs at
the door, endeavoring to seise the
handle In his strong teeth. He fell
back and threw himself against the
door again. Thea Mrs. Mlatley
opened the door.
On the threehold stood Wlnyard.
The colonel's arm was round him,
and he had one hand oa the old tra^?
eler's shoulder, for he could not
stand alone.
Mrs. Mtstley stood on tiptoe with
an almost girlish grace, and Wl?
yard's free arm went round her. No
one spoke a word. ?
| Then Mrs. Wright came forward
and assisted him to a chair. As he
sunk Into It she stooped and kissed
him. "Do not be- too kind to me,"
he said, smiling. "I am rather weak,
and klndnees has been known to kill
people, I believe." v
He looked up to shake hands with
Lena, and she saw that there were
tears in his eyes. Adonis was stand
lng on his hind tegs, with his fore
paws resting on the arm of the low
chair. His faithful eves were lumin
ous with love, tikd he whined con
tinually with his square chin up
raised.
At this moment Charlie entered the
room. He was lad on with sundry
wraps and packages, which he set
down rather absently upon a polished
table.
"The return of the prodigal," he
said, cheerfully. "1 do wish I liked
cold veal!"
This brought Mrs. Wright's
thoughts back. to practical matters.
"Beef tea!" she exclaimed. "You
must have some beet tea."
Wlnyard pointed solemnly at ths
colonel. -
"Ask htm," he said. "I know
nothing about It. The affair has lost
all Interest for me. He has taken
charge of the matter. I am not al
lowed to say what I like or what I
dislike ? in fact, I am the bane of my
own life." .
"Beef tea," saiti Colonel Wright,
severely, as he drew off his gloves.
"Yes, beef tea."
This was eoon brought out, and ths
whole party stood around tho sick
man to see that ho consumed it.
'And have you doue all you wanted
to do. Win?" asked Mrs. Mlstley
presently.
"Oh, yes/ replied he, breathlessly,
between the sips. "Won't you let me
off the rest? I am going downlo ths
sediment now."
But Colonel Wright was not con
tent with this laconic account of his
pupil's exploits.
"He has done that, and more!" he
said exultlngly. "He has done what
no man living l.as dono botore him,
or could hope to do again. He has
been right through to Peahawur and
back. He has mapped out every fea
sible route, and noted the position
of every well, and obtained ovcry Im
aginable Item of information that the
olllcer commanding a division could
require. And that quite outside hlf
own diplomatic work, which has been
carried out to the letter."
Such was the home coming of Win
yard Mistley.
It was only by degrees that they
extracted from him the details of his
perilous Journey. How he escaped
S election "by ftie readings o! IffiTwIfc
How, encompassed by danger,
treachery and fanaticism on overy
side, he came through it all by sheer
self-reliance and intrepidity. How
he lay for months 111 in a Turcoman1
tent, nursed and tended by the sim
ple nomads. How, time after time,
the combination seemed too strong
for him to fight against, and how hla
good fortune attended him to the
very end. But all this had to be
guossed at by his loving llstonera*
Tho story of that unique and wonder
ful Journey was never fully told.
Partly by aid of their own Imagina
tion, partly by persistent questioning,
they succeeded in putting together a
more or less connected narrative;
but Winyard's own account was de
cidedly unsatisfactory, as well might
fyave been expected. A man cannot
tell his own story advantageously.
There was no one else to tell the
tale of Wlnyard Mistley's achieve
ment, and so it was never told. Faf
away on tho sands of the Khivalan
desert, out of tho caravan route, In a
trackless wasto untrodden by tho feet
of man for years together, a few
whitened bones picked clean and
scattered by the quarreling vultures,
lay beneath tho ^learning nun, wait
ing the end of all things. This, and
nothing more, was what remained of
tho young Englluhninn's daring com
panion during tho greater part of his
wonderful Journey, and the story of
it lay silent with those bonea^
(To bo continued.)
A Moving Man.
A. B. Klnner. who came back to
f-' rod on I a from Niagara Tolls some
months aco, moved his family back
to the Foils yestorday. Tho moving
Is of Interest, Inasmuch as it Is the
fifty-fifth time thut Klnner has
changed his rofldcnco. ? KredoqJ*
Correspondence Buffalo Times.
For 'TIs the Mlml.
Ill qualities are contagious as well
ss disease, and the mind Is at loast at
much liable to Infection aa the body.
THE S. C._LEGISLATURE
Third Beading Bills and Enrolled
Acta.
The following bills pawed ttitti
reading in the house and were order*
ed sent to tho senate:
Mr. ?. Q. Briee ? A bill to amend
section 2165 of the code of laws re
lating to passenger rates on railroads.
Mr. Brantley ? A resolution paying
to Dr. L. J. Mann $149.90 for services
rendered State board of health.
Mr. Harris ? Authorising Lee coun
ty commissioners to condemn certain
trees.
Mr. Ballentine ? Relating to road
tax in Berkeley.
Mr. Youmans ? Amending the dis
pensary law regarding Hampton
county.
Mr. Harris ? Provding for a county
government for Lee county.
Williamsburg Delegation ? Provid
ing for a county delegation for their
oounty.
Mr. 8eje? Relating to road work
in York.
Mr. Vender Horst ? Relating to
Charleston school laws.
Mr. Gary ? Exempting Due West
railway for taxation for ten years.
Newberry Delegation ? Providing
for a sinking fund comission for1"
school township.
Leo Delegation ? Relating to the
court house In Leo county. i
Richland Delegation ? Providing for I
eircuit courts in Richland.
Mr. Spivey ? Relating to Bur- j
roughs school district in Horry.
Mr. Brantley ? Providing for nd- i
ditional commissioner in new county
surveys.
Judiciary Committee ? Authorizing
a bond issue for Chester.
Lexington Delegation ? Providing
for road work in Lexington.
The following senate bills wero or
dered for enrollment :
Senator Carlisle ? For township
commissioners of Spartanburg coun
ty.
Senatpr Sinkler? Relating to levy
tor executions.
Senator Bivena? Relating to e tax
levy.
Senator Toole ? Abolishing the
rounty supervisor of Aikes.
Happily work is plentiful and wages
good, rejolcoa the Meriden Journal,
lor there never was a time when
men had to hustle so lively to keop
abreast of the prices of living.
t .I,.
Tfce Aliunta ocuruu? ku.v:? Hie most
popular business man la always tbo
man who min<l4 hli: own business.
PRO V I N KXT 1 ?KO V LK.
IS. TT. TTaTlman Is b?MrtIng a |4,
000,000 hoaso In New York.
The Peruvian OovornTnt. onlorpil
?hat tti* honors d"?? to n VW- Admiral
bo paid to "Rear-.* dmlrf \ r'van*.
Nathaniel A*p*?b . th** r.'lebrjited
Now Knr'v,'l r1n,a**v. ?n,-,v?r, nf. on-*
time kept. tho Htx"\an ordinary, or
tavern.
Professor ITtt" T^n'rCpld Oshorn
was ohospp r'ps'j^n* nf tbe \mprlcan
Mii?p?ni of TTI?t?ry, to suc
ceed th?Jlat<? jTo-!'^ K. .Tcsun.
Melville W?sto*i Fu'it. . CMpf Jus
tics or the TTpttnf1 ^tat-v* S'l'-romo
Court, was horn fn Au"t?***a. Kenne
bec County. Mr.. February It. 1SH3.
Theodore Sntro told a Concres
slonal committee tl?r? t ?s many mur
ders were committed th"oueh mince
pies and Ico water as through strong
drink.
John C. Crockett. Clonic r.f the Su
preme Court ^1 Town, wV l;as Just
been rhospn Trading Clerk of tho
United States Senate. was for a num
ber of years an actor.
The Senator froni Maryland wishes
his name priced or written In all
Instances: WJ.'liani Pinkrey Wlivte
or W. PinVney "Whvte, an d not W Ill
lam P. or Win. P. Wliyte.
The Rev. Thomas Snurceon. pastor
of the Metrooo'itan Tabernacle, I/on
dnn. has made f.pflnite his resignation
of tho pastorate, which wai postponed
from March last year. His health is
still poor.
i Mr. Charles J. Carter pives his na
tionality as seven-flxteenths Chicka
saw and Cherokee Indian, nine-six
teenth Scotch-Irish. lie is a man of
generous disposition and jovial to a
marked degree.
Ex-Senator Chandler, of New
Hampshire, who lias been In public
i life for almost fifty years, has kept a
series of diaries covering that entire
period, and has set down much of the
secrct political history of the country.
Indian Tradition.
At the government house in Poona,
fndla, every cat which may happen to
pass out of the front door after dark
is saluted by the seutry, who pre
sents arms to pussy. Tradtllon re
lates that In 183S Sir Robert (Jrant,
governor of Bombay, died In the gov
ernment house*. On the evening of
the day of his death a cat was seen
to leave the house by the front door
and walk up and down a particular
path, where the lato governor had
been In the habit of strollirg after
Bunset. A Hindoo sentry observed
this and to'.d a priest, who declared
.that In the cat was Governor Grant's
sou], and it should be saluted. A*
the particular cat could not be Iden
tified by the sentry. It was decided to
present arms to all the cats. ? New
York Tribune.
1' KM I NINE KKWS NOTK8.
Phoebe Cousins denounces prohibi
tion as "a fraud and a (allure."
English husband.* are entitled to
their wives' savings by a recent de
cision.
A petition iu favor of female suf
frage 1,1 franco had Leeu signed by
i't'elicuwuiuvti.
Queen Amaliu of i'orlugal Las one
of ine largest bcicntllle libraries lu
tiuiope. Her favoiue study is medi
cine.
Ai i*8. Rosa FoliU.v. aged tixiy-flve
years, of CUicago, regally u-luiited
Mrs. Julia A. Hoi*. i:vn, married aud
iged forty-live.
As soon as he. lu-Mth permits.
Dowager Queen Miuia I'm oi i'orlu
gal will visit bur s.^u-r, i'rinccss Cio
tilde, at Turin, Ita
Chancellor Hay, o i Syracuse Uni
versity, wrote a i?l.^ ij tne womeu
learners of *\o>v i ?'.j ni>ho!t'iii&
the equal pay proper. i:o;i.
Resolutions driinuu'.iiig laws ior
the rebuicuon ui wvislvujii \nuo
uiiuptcd l?y tne .Sc./ lorn Cny l\-d
oration of \\otueu~ C.'uns.
At a meeting u !::?? Women's
Metropolitan Coil . r.lioa it was
decided to iiokl uu .i.snual champion
ship on tne links o. ?;u* Essex County
Country Club.
At Kausas City, Mo., Mrs. Clara C.
Hofl man, presidcm oi the Missouri
W. C. T. L., is ilead aiur t. long ill
ness, aged ii(iy-itve. She was well
known as a national temperance
worker.
Mrs. Thomas 1*. Cure, wife of the
blind Senator iiom Oklahoma, ac
companies her husband lo each ses
sion ot the Seu:.ie, and w itches every
gesture ol the man ?.?? whose election
she contributed more than any one
J else.
I The Queen of Holland discourages
gunning as far as she is able. She is
an ardent lover ot all animals.
His Only Chance.
Captain John K. Pillshury. tl?o navy
board's now momlicr, said tho other
day In Washington to a recruit wlw
could not shoot:
"The sergeant triod tho fellow first
at r.m yards, and ho failed to cotne
within a lnllo of the target.''.
"Then he was tried at ".00 yards,
then at 200, then at 100. and his la.-?t
shot was worse, is possible, than '<ia
first.
"The sergeant looked at him <11'.
gustcdly, got very angiy, and, walking
up close to him, shouted in his fr.ce:
'"Attention! Fix bayonet! Charge
the target! It's your only chance. -
Tl:? n.Jkado na.l assurances say*
the Washington Stsir, that ought to
niako him proof as;. hist any effort*
to f aiv him ubavl the movement*
of / nc ilea' i wurrh'.i :;.
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