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meted Dick, with brutal candor, “but you’ re wrong.” ; The smilc on hisfaoe, however. some- that made up for the diasammm"31191“F weyed film. "913‘."- uil , I__ I--- fume ndw, colonel!” he cried. .PDidn’t I tell you yes _we_re.mg? “Well, Constable Townleyâ€"but pass your claret glass. 1 don’t think it will fisfigree with the beer. ” He filled up Dick’s glass, no dissent being made. ' . * “Might I ask you if you happen to hawthe proper pronunciation of the word eceeâ€"‘me Homo,’ you howl He looked hard at Dick, who was modestly draining the last of his pint of Carling, and seemingly satisfied with his scrutiny addrmd him quietly. “Do you, Constableâ€"er”â€" “Townley,” suggested Dick, won- dering somewhat at this formal but megtmodeof addm “At least I un- derstand they christened me so. ” “Not a't 311],” said the other. “I’m sorry to difler from you, butâ€"I wondez how we can settle this?” “No, colonel, I shan’t have it” (“Americans. after all,” said Dick to himself), “one ought to pronounce it like ‘ekky.’ ‘0’ like a ‘k,’ you know,” rejoined the French looking gentleman pleasantly. A _ _ ‘es-ce.’ The first ‘c’ like an‘s,’ you know,” said the Engligh looking gen. tleman. good as any other body he sat down opposite the Frenchman of consequence aforesaid and politely requested the English looking gentleman to pass him the bill of fare. This the latter did, with a pleasant smile. - The two friends, as they seemed to he, went on talking pleasantly together, apparently oblivious of the private’s presence, and the latter went on with his lunch. Gradually the car somewhat emptied again, but still the two men opposite Dick Townley sat talking, and he still leisurely continued eating. The English looking gentleman had ordered a large bottle of claret, and he and his {lriend were enjoying it. At length the two in the course of their conversation drifted into a controversy as to the pronunciation of the Latin word ecce, is used in the title “Ecce Homo. ” “I tell you what”â€"Dick did not catch the nameâ€"“the pronunciation is L, ‘ CHAPTER XIV. When Dick Townley and Pierre en- tered the dining car, they found that they could not get seats together and so sat down at different tables. Opposite the former at the same tableâ€"each table is seated for fourâ€"were two gentlemen whom he had never seen before. One was a tall, spare, goodly featured man with a military appearance. He was dressed after the prevailing English fashion, wearing a norfolk jacket and knicker breaches. The other was a stout, elderly gentleman who wore a frock coat and was unmistakably a Frenchman. By his manner, which was not unkindly, he seemed to be some one of consequence. This conclusion, to a stranger, would have been further fos- tered by the way the attendants waited upon him. But Private Townley was hungry, and as he considered, properly enough, that a mounted policeman, as long as he behaved himself, was just as And the idea regarding the stripes so seemed to tickle the irreverent youngster that he indulged in a grim chuckle. For the noncommissioned officers of the mounted police, be it said to their credit, relied in reality more upon the force and influence of their individual- ity than any mere supremacy which rank gave them, which of course was essential in its way. Then the private caught the little scout by the arm and marched him along toward the well appointed Pullman dining car. Here a little incident occurred, trifling in itself, but serving to show the comedies we sometimes unwittingly take part in. SIN N E S TWAIN. “Why, Harry,” said the youth, “don’t let it”â€"-bat he broke 03 sud- denly when he looked at his comrado’s face and only said: “I’m sorry you don’t feel like it, old chap. If I didn’t know yon, I’d say you stood on the dig- I’m-g'of 5'03; thrcé svtripes. Allons, cho. ” “You and Pierre can go in and have your lune ,” said Barry Yorke to Townley. “I don’t; feel like it at pres- ent. I’ll come in later and get a. cup of tea. ” Swift Current and the welcome inti- mation, “Luncheon is served in the din- ing car. ” And those of the passengers who coald aflord 50 cents made for the second last carâ€"that hotel upon wheels where, be it said in justice to the Cana- dian Pacific railway, one can always get asnbstzmtial and very daintily served little meal, a good glass of wine and a fairly good cigar at a moderate figure. It 1| Ioldonu‘uutnm ny- It auro- Incipient Cumpm ”com sad Camp Onto. in the vets o;~£ ' mt: ination of 0:1 3 ‘ time to con Vâ€" : been evolved int J traces of his sava g0: lost and therefore t': to move him. r 4‘ s C . r 1.5-: U ‘1 of brush rei than a giimp whose wry : Journey over me prairie may be a mo- notonous one,but to the thinker and lover of nature in her many moods the spirit of grim utilitarimisxn in the presence of the engine that hurries him along is lost sight of. There is instead a. realim- tion of that giamom- which surrounds our thful conceptions of Ithe inimitable new world prairie lands. where from the rising to the sexing sun the pictur- 5qne ref: mm) and the countless hauls 1511c Giranizm gum: iJNDSAY, ( Continued from last week.) and V FRBUAY. DEC 20. ancestry have Dec: :9 old instincts cease So'meh0§v Dick Townley did not like «he tune his superim- adooted. It net- “Oh, I merely didn’t want to intrude. But what were you gassing to them about? Favoring them with one 01 your little philosophical dissertations on things in general. Eh?_’f “So so, thanks,” was, however, the imperturbable reply. But why do you ask? By the way, why didn’t you come into the ‘diner’ that time, instead of only shoving your head inside the door and going out again?” The private made his way to the smoking car, where he found the ser- geant and the little scout. The latter, on catching sight of him, sprang to his feet and was about to say something, when the sergeant checked him by a suddengesture. A ,_ ___ “Well, Dick, had a good time?” queried the sergeant in a dry and rather significant tone of voice thatnnaccount- ably nettled and mystified the private. w“ ‘You bet,’ as they say across the lines, ” soliloquized Dick, with the sub- lime masmanimitv and loftiness of youth, "that these two cnaps are 02;, mucky mucks in their own little tintop place, wherever that may be. ” He was right. But then a tract of country that in extent is about the size of Europe is not exactly a “little tintop v_-__ o , , “Thanks very much,” said Dick, choosing one. “There are so many cab- bage leaves floating about in this coun- try that it is a treat to run across a de- cent cigar now and againâ€"so very good of you. ” “‘"Noc at all. Delighted, I’m sure,” rejoined the stout; gentleman, and in another instant the youth had left the you good afternoon, gentlemen,” he said, bowing with a certain deference. for Dick Townley, in spite of . the un- conventionality and freedom of his ways, had no thought of being forward or forgetting his position. “Good afternoon,” echoed the two friends pleasantly. “I say, Pierre, ” he said loud enough for the scout to hear and talking over the stout gentlemans shoulder, “what on earth is t} 10 matter with you? You put me in mind ofa sick monko y or .. nigger with St V itus’ dance. Can’ t you behz :1 0 like a Christian? Come right forward and talk out like 11 1119.11 if you have anything to say. But, Sancho, old chap, perhaps vou ’11 his 0 to do another bottle of beer 111st. Just gixe that little round metal business a dig on the top with your fist. In politea society the vernacular for this is ‘jerking tho tic- kler. ’ Don’t forget that, Pierre. ” But Pierre had risen with a look of horror on his face, ma without bestow- ing another look upon the private made his way out of the car as quickly as his short legs would carry him.- “Well, I never!” said Dick Townley amusedly. fiIS’Vdf'yet I,” echoed the shout gentle- man, looking curiously at his compan- ion. Then, as if something remarkably funny had occurred to the three of them, they leaned back in their seats and in- dulged in a hearty laugh. Just at that moment, in the mirror that faced the .private at the far end of the car, he saw the door behind him open, and Harry Yorke, the sergeant, looked in. In that mirror he caught his eyes, though his back was to him, and there was a pecul- iarly puzzled anduconcentrated look in them. Dicl: called out: ‘ “I say, Harryâ€"sergeant, I mean. ” It would not do to be too familiar be- fore the general public. “Deuce take jg; He’s gone too; Why, what on eart ms the matter with them! _1: wonder?” T is air of mystery was really aimoying. 7‘7A117 there is meant for him,” was the explicit reply. “But you seem to know him,” Dick added, somewhat sur- prisqd. ‘ - h I ' , 13 ._'_ L‘â€" r-‘Zifihave the honor of being slightly acquainted with him, ” was the uncon- cerned reply. of it. That the scout meant to convey some information to him was evident. But surely to observe such mystery was absurd. Dick Townley regarded him sternly. He dearly relished a joke at the little scout’s expense. The two friends appealed to seemed to discover another 7 good joke and laughed heartily. Somehow the private could not exactly 590 what they were laughing at this time. ._ u .u. o ‘1' v"â€"-‘_ _-‘ Somehow his manner did not invite further inquiry into the matter, and Dick Townley rose from the table. 30 wanted to get back into the smoking car and have a pipe of “T. B_. ” “I’ 11 bid “Stay: a minufe, ” said the stout gen- tleman, holding out his cigar case. ”Try one of these cigars. You’ll find them good, I think. ” - -. .- -oc u. .u vv V a At this stage of the proceedings Dick heard a. violent fit of coughing. Looking over the left shoulder of the Frenchman, he caught a glimpse of the round moon- like face of Pierre, the scout. On it was a strange look of mingled conster- nation, entreaty and warning. Seeing that he had attracted the private’s at- tention, Pierre straightway indulged in a violent facial pantomime, which, however, failed in its object, in that it only awakened a sense of the ludicrous in the light hearted private, who could make, so to speak, neither head nor tail “'Was'that Sergeant Yorke?” quietly asked the gentleman with the knickcr ‘breeches. 058100 ”In. v-; vâ€" “Doesn't follow, ” rejoined the youth easily, but modestly. “There's a third way, if you recognize such a thing as a classical precedent. and that is to pro- nounce it as if it were Ex-ce Homo, the ‘0’ like ‘x,’ you know. Cambridge is my authority. ” Then he added with a deprecatory little laugh as he held his half empty claret glass up to the light and regarded it with the air of a con- noisseur: “But, hang it all, you know, gentlemen, I don’t see why you should take such a trifling little matter of use and went so seriously. Besides, Cam- bridge is not immaculate, or the world, after all. It has its little aflectafions just like other places, for which it can no more give logical reasons than I could if I said the devil spoke the Irish language and spelled his name with an h. You ’ve got institutions in the States that could lay Cambridge long odds in many lines, I've no doubt. At the same time don’t think I mean to disparage Cambridge. ” - ' " ,,__ “:_‘_ It's fair-Ky. m sumo.- nunâ€"er Townley, is it not? I knew you were wrong. colonel.” “But you’re wrong, too.” was the same brutal comment, with the same pleasant smile. 1 -- AAAAA .1 L -_1.1- 4“ one another for a minute. and the one who wore the knicker breaches said somewhat dryly, but still with a cer- tain significant deference: “Then how do you pronounce the word? And perhaps you might give us‘ your authority for so doing at the same time. Surely one of us must be right. ” - _ _-_LL quietly THE CANADIAN POST, LINDfiAYL ONT” youth considerable amusement. “Of course he meant the commissioner, the assistant commissioner; perhaps the governor general, Hayter Reed, the .In- dian commissioner; Nicholas Flood Davin, M. P. ; Sir W. C. Van Horne and a few othersâ€"like yourself, you know. Oh, fire away; Dick! I did not think it were possible for any human being to arrive at such a lofty pitch of intellectual impenetrabi lity. Your utter lack of the perceptive faculty borders on the sublime! And you didn’t seem to think it strange when he 7 did not give you his card? Oh, no. I don’t suppose you thought about that at all?" Atthebarethoughtot the storythe two magnatee would have to relate concerning his friend the sergeant grew hotendcpldbyturns. He had meant to overwhelm the gnomes: private with a sense of shame. bath!!! W!!! M19: ’7 V‘V‘Oh, of course,” broke 'in the ser- geant, with a voice so 'freezingly polite that it seemed to aflord the precooiqgg 0 “And Joe Royal, he’s not a bad sort of fellow 'ther,” continued Dick as it soliloquizi g. “He wanted me to stay in the car and finish another bottle with them. But as I had already sampled their wine and cigars pretty freely I said I'd join them later in the day and honor them with my presence. Doesn’t do. you know, to make oneself too cheap. Royal said, when I asked him where he was bound for, that he was going to Regina, like myself.” At this piece of information the sergeant groaned, and the private, asking him sharply what the matter was with him, but receiving no response, proceeded again: “He also expressed his regret that he had not his cardcase with him. However, I gave him my card, whereupon he expressed the hope that I would be able to come over to dinner at his place one of these days. He said there .were some people in the neighborhood whom he thought I’d like to meet. ” fiie Shea} Richard,”'as he frequently called the private. sometimes indeed astomshed mm, but had never doneao as much as on this occasion. stout one was the lieutenant governor, Joseph Royal, of the Northwest Terri- tories, and the other is one of your superior oflicers, ieutenzmt Colonel Herchmer, assistant commissioner of the Northwest mounted police force. Oh, I can assure you, my boy, you were in quite respectgblo company. ” - imitating vem or sarcasm 111 ms vuruu. “Oh, I told him he was wrong also!” was the watchful reply. “Do you think, Harry, I am one of those amiable non- entities that go about agreeing with every one when I happen to know that I am right when others are wrong? I don’t suppose they would have admired me any the more for having agreed with them. They seemed pretty decent, chummy fellows. But, by the way, Harry, the one with the kuicker breeches seemed to know you. Do you know who they are?” ‘fi‘i’fivio; La: Le honor of tmning out the gumd at Rev-ina and presenting arms to them both on several occasions. The “Oh, you did, did you? Well, Dick, you’ve enough policy to qualify you for the post of prime minister one of these fine days. You’re sure to get; a. commis- sion in the force anyhow. And what did you say to the man in the knicker breeches?” asked the sergeant, with an imitating vein of sarcasm in his voice. vâ€"IYSerigrhtly,” was the reply and with afurtivo 1001: at his comrade’s faqe. There was a dead pause for a second. Harry Yorke looked pityingly at his comrade’s face, as if he expected to see that look of self assurance change to one of confusion and mortification. The little scout’s large bulging black eyes fairly danced in his head as he prepared to enjoy the expected denouement. But he was to sufi‘er disappointment. Dick Townley observed these signs as he blew a. larger wreath of smoke than usual out of his mouth and nipped, as it were, in the bud an impulse to utter a rather pronounced ejaculation. He never even once shifted in his seat, but continued the conversation as if he had heard noth- ing extraordinary. “Indeed, ” said he cahnly and with a look of candor and simplicity. “Now I can understand what o’clock it is, for I could not quite make out what Herch- mer was riving at when he said in the course of our rather chatty conversation that he knew my uncle, the general, in England, and he hoped that when in Regina I‘d take a walk over to his dig- gings new and again, when he'd en- deavor to Show me some attention. Of course I didn’t understand that he was one of my officersâ€"the sly beggar, not to refer to the fact. But perhaps he felt some little delicacy upon that pointâ€" some scruples regarding my feelings or something of that sort. There’s nothing like keeping in with the powers that be, Harry, you know, and yen bet I’ll do it. ”. see, Harry, these two chaps were someâ€" what dicky about their Latin. One of themâ€"tho fat oneâ€"appealed to me as to whether his way was not the right one and his companion’s the wrong in pronouncing a certain word”â€" “And you”â€" “Told him flatly he was wrong, to be sure. ” Vâ€"As for Pierré, Ehe Ecout, his eyes fairly started out of his head, his under kw goppegnapd his gaze became fixed. , A,,_~_-_L1_ “I’ll Md you good afternoon, gentlemen.” on purpose to bring confusion upon him. But the worldly wise youth was not the one to be taken at n disadvan- tage. If there was anything wrong, that was his affair. Neither the sergeant nor the scout was going to make him the butt of any joke. He shaped his an- swer accordingly. 7 7 “Well, ” saiElfihe, sitting down, put- ting his feet on the seat opposite and deliberately lighting his cigar, ”you 72‘.The devil!” muttered the ammd and now thoroughly disgusted _Han'y. tied himisifingely, for: it argued there was a new loose somewhere and that the sergeant was cross examining him In front of the guardroom. pacing up and down upon the sidewalk be- tween huge banks of now, is the sentry. minus his carbine, for it is 80 degrees below zero, and cold steel is a dangerous thing to handle in such a low temperature. He resembles noth- ing so much as a huge bear, with his great shaggy buffalo coat, his oapacious collar up over his ears, fur cap and long brawn stockings folded below the knee. Ofcourseinsuchweatherhe wearsno longtopboots, but moccasins. Onthe westsideefthe square are two large blocksottwosteriedbarrack monster themen. IntrmtofNo. lpaasagethe sickparadehas fallen in, and the or- derly corporal is standing by, ready to march d! the little row a! unfortunate: to the doctor the minute the bugle is sounded. But to the credit of the med- geant and at last one fine morning walked out of the window at the gable end 01 the building to pay the penalty of their misdeeds. The rope that hanged the famous rebel Riel is one of the longest ropes on record, for Jack Hen- derson, the worthy Scot from the island of Bute, who hanged him. is accredited with having sold at least several miles of that same rope. After all, Jack Hen- derson only hanged the man who, on one occasion. came very near to hanging him. It was only right that Jack should beallowedtonsealongrope. But it is the headqnmters of the Northwest mounted police force and not the town of Regina. that we have to do with. The barracks are situated some two miles west of the town and consti- tute in themselves a goodly village, with their great octagon shaped wa. tank, like a tower, in the center, flap, Etafi, handsome riding school, largt tables and other buildings. They stam‘ On the banks of the Wascana creek, tho: favorite haunt and breeding place of th( festive mosquito in the spring, and hpon the whole are not a particularly inspiriting sight. It rumor speaks truly. and rumor must be taken with the pro- t‘erbial pinch of salt, the enterprising individual who sold this site to the police force for so much cash and some say the promise of a commission in the force had the best of the bargain. . Entering the barracks by the princi- pal gateway, one passes the great flag- stafl on the right and on the left the long, low wooden guardroom where Louis Riel, Gandier, Rnoette and other enemies to the law and their own free den of action enjoyed for a period the enforced hospitality of the provost eer- mwwumdmmum ihlike n has in the min Well. , wonders would never cone. But Dick thought the mount had been punished “maently. so turned his attention to the luckIeSB soon: to put the finishing touch, as he mentally con- strued it. on him. __ , A L “By what strange paths and crooked ways” the town of Regina and the Northwest mounted police barracks came to be placed where they are is one of those mysteries left to puzzle the stu- dent of history in the time to come. All honor, however, to the energetic inhabit- ants of Regina, to those who have ad- ministered its afl’airs and its able press, that they have made their city what it now is. You in particular, Nicholas Flood Davin, and Mowat, have been men among thousands. CHAPTER XV. The headquarters of the Northwest mounted police force at Regina stand on a site as drearily featureless and wretched for the herding together of human beings as ever the most inter- ested or disinterested of mortals fixed upon. No rolling prairie here to unfold to the traveler every few miles some varying scene suggestive of change and restful to the eye and the senses Noth~ ing but a dead levelâ€"a seemingly in- terminable plain as far as the eye could reach, a prairie without a tree, a stick. a stone or a hillock higher than an ant hill to break the appalling reiteration and maddening monotony of the weary landscape. In winter a snow clad, wind swept, blizzard haunted wilderness; in spring and summer. when it rains, a J ':â€""O quagmire of the most oleaginons and tenacious mud that ever stuck to boots worn by human beings. But this mud grows excellent wheat, and the people, asa. rule, do not emigrate merely in search of the picturesque. 7 After all, Dick's triumph was not unlike all earthly onesâ€"it. was not an- mixed. the news agent. “I rather think that fetched them," said this unsophisticated and innocent youth to himself. “You see. Harry had it all his own way with that pretty girl at St. Denis’ ranchâ€"not another chap could get an inning at allâ€"end besides he thought to extinguish me altogether with that wonderful news of his a min- ute or two ago. Pierre also has been getting rather cocky lately and wanted taking down a peg. When one goes in for turning the tables, one wants to take sweeping and active measures, or else something will be recoiling and damag- ing one. Great Scott! but new I come to think of it I did tell the assistant commissioner when he asked me what I thought of the force ‘that it wouldn‘t be a bad sort of outfit to be in if they could only manage to hang one or two of the officers and put some brains into one or two of the others. ’ Well; I an) a bright sort of bird after all 1” _ As he rose: ted himself his face wore a somewhat thoughtful and preoccupied air. Abstractedly ghe whistled the ‘ ‘Dend March In Saul” in a minor key. Poor Pierre sat limp, the picture at apprahension (he was on his last trial) and with the cold sweat starting from him. He was unable to utter a word. Dick Townley rose with an air of unrufiled and benign composure, throw away the stump of his cigar and went over to the bookstallto buy a book from v.1 vâ€" vâ€"“w _, you had been indulging a little too 11991!- Indeed, to tell the truth. I said you had been on a prolonged spree and were hardly responsible for your actions. However. as I promised Herchmer I’d look him up again tonight. in the private Pullman, 1’11 11: it all right again for you. ” “As for you, Pierre. the assistant commissioner asked what the nutter was with'yonâ€"that time you were making faces at me in the m and went out so hurriedly. I am sorry if I should have done wrong. but I fear I said. to excuse your exuuorflipery behavior, that ‘_'AA‘A fin Int actions. 111111qu and their individual de- mennors. under trying and peculiar cir- cumstances, present interesting studies to the student of character or psychol~ ogy. How quickly one can spot the raw recruit. who with his outwardly uncon- eerned face and hectic laugh, but with chmer I'd that peculiarly unions and concentrated .. -I.A.-o- Fmgy, DECEMBER 20. 1895. l low A 390k of 1000 m telling how can dream of Women, with hon: heat, 3! cent! (stun y 9:! duty‘ouly. __ is 3 )to 9‘91... nndlittlepmuution's. A'wounn' . {ectly hasty health goes it; fimeduidagwithmgnfivem . The thmg‘ b themis make but mothers healthyâ€"to stem than generallyand loudly. The medi- cinemdtonic todoitwith is Doctoe Pifxue's Emmi: Wm tinpowed invigonn min. Itaoothawmd th theseâ€"van: gas ' you c aninineorguim swaywhichfibitfor thqpmperud E M} " no reason why __ childbirth should be [taught with danger and distress. It is a perfectly nuturnl function, and should be performed in 3 natural way without undue suffering. Nature never intended that women should be textured when do' the one thinf which make. than w ally wo- mn y . mega-mono! mture’uhwo hasbrought ismfiedngebounande ugpwfizhslivinz'iumit: World’s led. Dupensary. . “Ochone, oehone, sarjiut, dhear, bu it will be sarvin ye right if they ink the sthripes ofl yero coat for that same share. An what would in be ye wir lettil Etho poor crithcr go forâ€"an in th noight? An it it had been mysil! now {it' a dhivil a fut I'd have let her goâ€" ;leastwaya alilone. It’ s mysilt wool: have been eomfortin an lupin the pair ty mavoumeen oompiny share. Shun: on ye for that same. snrjint! If Larry'n 'got iny sinse av gallantry himsilf. he’l seek it t'ye an no mistake. on hair on ;'im for that me. sea 0i." ' 2 And amid the easyhughtgof old 9! wtvvwâ€" â€"_ _V It needs no one to point out the old oflender. There he is. cool as a cucum- ber and with a hardihood that positive- ly fills the young recruit aforesaid with mingled consternation and awe. chiming the orderly corporalâ€"not yet confirmed â€"most unmercifnlly. The corporal. who, upon principle, promptly suppress- es any liberties taken by newcomers in the force, stands somewhat in dread of this great 6 foot 3 giant, who is a carpenter by trade and is known as Tom. Moreover. the giant is an old hand and an Irishman to boot. At every fresh sallyâ€"at the corporal's expenseâ€" the little crowd in vain endeavors to' suppress the laugh that will break out. The corporal turns red and tries to as- sert his dignity, but it is of no use. Tom’s wit is too subtle, so obviously free from any personal animus toward the noncom. and so good natured with- al that reprisal is next to impossible. Suddenly Harry Yorke. the sergeant, joins the little group and comes to the rescue of the unhappy corporal. “Share, now, thin. ye bhlaghart," he says to Tom. imitating the hrogue with a surprising exactitudc. “an is it just when ye will be goin to git another $10 foine up yore shlecve that ye will he phlaying the goat loike this? But what are you on the peg this time for, Tomâ€" another drunk?" “Dhivil a bhit. sarjint. dhcar." an- swered the Irishman, with an aggrieved look on his face, so well simulated in- deed that one or two recruits who stood looking on and had not sufficient expe- rience of Tom felt sorry for him. ”An- other dhrunk indade! And share it it wir another dhrunk it wad not be moindin the $10 up my shleere I'm thinkin I’ll git. but as it is the oidenti. ml same dhrunk I wis toined last week for it's phlaying it low on the carpen- tir’s shop. I‘m thinkin. 0h, win-a. wir- ra! And what will my poor onld moth- er eayi! she hearsot this. stall. stall?" At this Tom opened his eyes an stared at the sergeant in a manner tha Was meant to express astonishment, dis approbation and a sort of pityingdispar agement all in_ one. .’ “For allowing a. young woman 1: leave a house in which I was durinl Ithe night. Tom, " was the somewhat un wise and unwilling reply of Barr; YOrko. , At this point Tom looked such a. pie tureof misery thatone of the veryyonns frecrnits stammered out a few broker :words of sympathy. Then Tom‘s eye! fairly danced in his head, but he thanked the youthful constable politely, with I flookof preternatnml gravity on his fao !that somewhat mystified the others. 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