Milverton Sun, 26 Nov 1908, p. 2

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eae Love Kept Or, The Girl With Hair and Dr Its Faith the Nut Brown eamy Eyes. HAPTER V. When he beheld The Captain for the first time, his Cae widened | ™ with wonder, and jer ther to a halt o; inquired in his Nuaep ohyeyeestald yoice whether “God | had forgot de meat when he made dat man.” Re- peated by Jacob on the been of ts Joshua, the saying was m ship to ship, until by an patie fr every salt in the harbor had pronounced it e,”” a certain reservation be- ing made by Bill Ri gested that ‘Michael Str sn bill hed mair to dui mid it than ny o’t oven spiritchal.’’ i Probab ly Bill was right, but the boy’s description was none the less accurate. Captain lived an almost fleshless life. Over his « that all om curves 8, ; his limbs sug- that of a schoolboy, eyes dull grey and deeply sunk, lifeless eyes as 3 those of oni world was al- most dead, and finally a pair of lips which, by the firmness of their set- less weakn Contemplating the evoenlriaity of , his mas- with a cheese-cutter cap, such as ae ots. Nature and ‘Michael, having thus pired agai ainst him; it is hardly Ee ols that The ss oats shoul een regarded a: mn was one of mercy to dor a weak capitula- ndemned; he might also have inquired how far greet entered into the bargain. e pd asrigioe association real- ly arose out of the mysterious dis- appearance ote ng’s brigs, an event do sepcenienly robbed six men of ir lives an grinning ting, redeom ed the face from hope- the A roar pf segues burst from the and Suara ae ihamketoaiites couched bia h “That settles it,” he nee and wear your sleeves and strut the planks of your own quarter- leck. Meanwhile, we must take great care of you. “Mr. Jenkinson,'"—this poor law officer—‘‘will you ‘int allow The Captain to come with me. ive. It would be a shamo allow such distinction to be blight- ed by the poor-house. Come along, Japtain. way, then, did the boy obtain his title, and thus did he be- come the protege of the man to whom he owed all his misery. Under the moulding’ influenco of Michael Strang’s methods, he soon became what his master desired— dull boy, he would 4 havo been turn- ed into the kitchen, doomed for life rudgery, but from this his ca- pacities of perception and adapta. tion preserved him. Playing the part dominie, Strang himself gave the lad a smattering of educa- tion, @) and a little more. ry book-keeping, and t! ater he passed his days and rene as a domestic below stairs and a more Sree so scrappy than that on which himself managed to exist, a cecteatilg rig-out atch as no self-respecting mariner would a wear, constant reminders of the 1D! poorhouse fate from which a kindly heart had saved him, certain ais ints‘of wrong-doing on tain’s father, with threats. of Pag _ tion if The Captain failed in His judiciously exchanged ai and taller for snarling criticism aud blustering oath. Ey bat years gathered about him nt pinions wing- And yet, j re, in Michael rang’s Atarslate house, with none Strang himself to break the of its monotony, he turn- i but deadness added a trifle of Pig hundred odd consequence, pies the motherless Captain of is father also, and left him with) * the choice of the poorhouse and the streets, his Tears, at the period being reckoned a ex- Fite five more ded. had The Captain been a nice sh conte would have been ut he was not nice, tractive, of childish grace; and so the peer lc who insisted on manners left him to the relieving dane who chivied him over the tow: ingratitude and the depth of his folly, and the lat- o his eyes, was protesting his objection to orhouse, cause as the poorhouse.’”’ Strang dropped on board, and with much inward enjoyment. anceased the scene. Into his here, my ede he. said, advancing to © group, «“‘what zeus you like. to a if you don’t © to the poorhouse ? ‘the knuckles were withdrawn, a pair of watery eyes looked ints his with doubt, and then sank moron | vant to be a sal *Sailor,, ae And no ss you'll want to aS a skipper stra: “Oh, I don’t ken abobe that a a sta rt, ri T’ve been to t’ to’ lant sticks and done a trick at the tiller.’ “Mh, well, you're fully qualified, rai ety your pick how wou the William suit yo His confidence Sesto the lad returned the smiling cynic stare ies aes ant naively drawled his man bide a bit. D’ve neah fancy ‘or being skipper of a coal collier; "Il wait for a et or, same as have sat is at ee and be a coat five! volt ie cut intent or design, made his mas- ter’s dark ete the object of He closest locussed upon them all the =Aitellent that oppression had im. o LOS + the harbor the men who fated the ie anks ee of the sea id their ledge of Michael ties oe the a rs were wrong} in his hours of introspec- Se excuse Strang mental ed to his gaoler for relief and with-/ down. saw the real Michael Birste none but The Captain knew h: Stolid as the Sphinx, Saree sive as instrument with broken strings, his attitude fa wie ane of liscovery that of absolute in- Ge an layin the spy, h liste en the impassioned pleading of a ener for repairs to a sieve- like ship, the anguished petition of widow for elP, the villainous plotting between knavish master and timid tool, A make no show i hateful scene y-F staring eyes and trembling limbs, his heart beating wildly, clammy beads upon his brow. Not until the dawn aid strengua come the first silvery poe fell Hiiuak the skylight, the terror left his heart be sat up and muttere “Pil tell you what it is, Captain ; this won’t do. You'd better cover your deadlights for a bit; you’re ° ore’an’s good for you. If you see much more you'll be letting Five minutes of profound thought and The Captain rupu- jous precaution against si an having dressed himself, crossed the floor to the grate, thrust his hand up the chimney, and extracted from h thumbed sto me,” he dryly remark. ed, as he applied ee tongue to a seen pe: and prepared to write, ort 0” Sohordiae an- its it’s a weary book o” r e- got—not a hit 0’ humanity in it pa back Gace “Now then,’’ beginning to write— “J swear to roll him in the mud, to tear his mantle of Mighteousness from thre: ae tmembrance him even as men say that s it—got it all Beis ap: Ease sei rat : ty the ad The Captain heard you! : “Rag for rag’—The Captain heerd that, tas DO rieead trom —ghread' 1a down behind Pezsy Barker's stone. «Given ag 1 ay Sits aes ie posted ia his day book, and he won't forge ‘what have I. got a do the pri “No “TH not tell. I'll bide a bit, sud someday if David Graham’s a good a I’ve got 4 all Ay, -a of it—‘Rag from rag’—every word.’ CHAPTER VI. Through all, his lonely days, when the world seemed so empty, he inthers shook their heads at ancieh » ‘the wee bit daddies midoot ‘# mother to love him or a fadder 2 iid hetariecct him, gathered their own chicks in a warmer em and passion even es, touched the border line of fact; in all Allerdale none but The Captain erigg Point, where ihe ee of all the lands rises fro: sea, to the flats of Auabunet Pere the Sol- >| sawing the air with his pipe. ©| still an’ has a nice easy time, only | or sanctific way gets lost amid the marsh and moss, from Allerdale’s tower-cap- ped How, to the Raise whence King Poa tR tomb looks steeply aoa thirlmere’s ras- rere 8 pine no other lad might be found to whom me e faithful ser- vice ae rendered Even by way of the fields, three solid miles, with Ho: up , lay between David's home ack of the Yarrel woods and whereon an’s cot was perched; but. the ttle skipper een round | p. the world and round again, so that distance was aieaneed Early ris- ted not a virtue p so much as a year round he had “broken the back of the day’’ hefore the weld had begun wn, his stumpy legs landing him ay merely at avid’s door in ti im to see pee make a start upon Mie. break- eT eeariee Dan ae read ont of old Jacob’s cha} and aj proach as near as he ne it to one of prayers, when David had Deka pilates to ay road on ‘ool, and watched until he peschet the bend, Dan woul ake himself to the harbor, yee pay id’s galleons lay, ee ne Sie es panes eae te tae te ices where tien evil Ee atte Fig ook demanded attention, and giv t for the honor vf i hour alter hour would he devote! to work, of which at the close of the day he insisted on rendering full account to the | oy. understand. the cones you've got to. pes me hardly a reason tor ways lay yourself out for the things you don’t eee ene, jand haven’s s the course when I go to chapel, for example. When parson gets on about tellin’ the truth i and Bpcenitiy day, Bo- ey nine T lays by quite half listenin’ like for bless vad ken all about them as ae son himself. But laying himself out for Togeneration, ation, or justification, or 3 3 the wi anak you're likely to get f the business. (To be Continued.) — HE STRETCHED IT A LITTLE. Exaggeration, artistically used, sometimes approaches a fine art. A Writer relates the following con- versation note must have had some very pes from death in your said an admirer to the great detective, ada few,”’ he admitted, “Probably the closest shave I have had was when a bani jouth American entate hanged me, and went away without noticing that they had Heine me up to i rubber tree.’” Intoxicating strains of music sel- dom come from a barrel organ, delight: and all the | crushe ‘q| Would now —but’ that’s oat the, more ae Grandes di “STORY OF THE GUIDES” Quelling a Native Rebellion in India, No Body of British Troops Havo le Done Better Work Than “The Guides,’” It is exactly fifty years ago since eace and order were restored in Fei ater tha greed Maes, and in the thrilling story of how the Bp toeatie soldiers under Caren and Camp- ‘he Guides" 1a tter were a corps formed in 1846 by Sir Henry Lawrence, who, at time when solers fought, marched, and lived n tight scariest tunics, high stocks, ponte tightly strapped over Wel- ington boots, and shakos which e = raise a troop of comfortably and suitably clad soldiers—trustworthy men ee could at a mom ico, act as guides in the field, col- lect peteees. eu in addition, ve av‘ take hard blows. Martinets of ne old solisol grav- ely shook thes heads and trembled for the dis without stocks et’ overalls says we G. at of British poe have, in 1 avie oe , They're the ich of the Empire, displayed your ships, you ee an’ a Man | greater courage an ready ought fe ken ne abou . t his own.” |obedience at all times than ‘Th (Bu no} ms : ides.”” in spite of et that ‘No, but you may be ®Y'}/they. were recruited from a great one can never tell what’ T Bappen. number of different tribes. ‘Their “Well, but, Cap'n Dan, I don’t} got commander wa: arr votion is well ee eee by the following incident. One day Sir Law: annoy Lumsd evident to the faithful fellows w oie were ready to rush into any danger at his order, In the evening an orderly came to Lumsden secretly, and said :— t is only this, sahib; I and my aed noticed that. the Lord Sahib spoke ) a wate HOE Blessing to your Excell- ency, and-t lispleased ik you heard them. So we haye Ea aes eee as ito how Lest ae | proper end; for it ae right an roper ee we aiaid aon our colonel sahib to be harshly 5) 0 by anyone. There is, therklate; Sts alternative : rd Sahib fad the Why he should over reuch of the mont acta aa corps was their complied by # rch to Delhi daring the Indian Reae at heir ar val exerted oat beat ad the force they came jones Ta the hottest season of the year and through the hottest region on earth they (marched 580 miles) over oats one of twenty-seven miles a day—and when they v ve asked, at the end of their iemennsie march, how soon they would be ready to go in- to action, the reply: was: ‘In half an hour.” Such was the fighting spirit of “The Guides’? but ten years after they had been formed Perhaps the most striking exploit of ‘The Guides” described in Col- onel Younghusband’s book is tho story of how a handfal of “Guides” captured the forridable fortress of Gorindgar, together with seventy o | the Reside:.cy the last Englishman nent’s no- | ™ Y | disobeying their orders , sons of perdition i iikewigs foliar rence said something. to! thi re is no reason sya tee 6 guns and a regiment of infantry, with little or no loss to themselves. ative commissioned officer, with a party of the Guides, appear- ee before the gates, bringing, as it eemed, three prisoners. ground that the prisoners were ibs perate ruffians, with a price their heads, he canal Slpieane, some uspicion he contrived to gain the trast 0 overnor. JT.eaving a ouple of men to assist in guarding the prisoners he remaineu with his | b. fie, outside. But during the night the: overpowered the seatrion, ea free the three impris- and with their assist- ance epaned the gates to the uides, who gained a firm foot- ing in the fort before the garrison knew what was happenin, It was ‘‘The Guides’’ who fur- nished an escort of some seventy men to Cavagnari’s mission to Ka- bul in 1879, and were massacred to In the fourth sortie as was killed. Knowing this to. be a render, promising them their lives “Left in commant Jawand Singhom spleni wiroe ficer of the Guides Cavalry, and not word crowd without, but to the few brave. suryivors within, perhaps a dozen or so, he said: ‘The sahibs gave us this duty to. perform, to defend a peueeay, to the last. Shall w: then disgrace the cloth we wear ts now they | ji are dead? Shall we hand over “8 property of the Sirkar, an ead bodies of our officers, to Doe I for on to die fighting for duty and the fame the Guides, “8 they that will do AND THEY MARCHED OUT TO DIE. “The annals of no arm, D regiment can show a brighter rec- ord of devoted bravery than hosn achieved iy ue sualeband ot Guides.”” So reads the inscription on the memorial at Mardan, which the British Vovernment raised in memory of Kabul. There has always been a keen competition for enrolment in “The = & a o {thirty men receiving no maintaining themselves and icin ment when Lumsden, in his bluff, reezy way, would ‘Well, ere’s a vacancy, and IT don’ + for the life of me know which of you|m to. Come along down to the rifle range shoot it off amongst yourselves; the best shot | s the appointment.’ e meanor of the winner on such oc- casions would h ‘y look oung air, yelling and pirouetting, brand- ishing a sword, and at frequent in- tervals lettin, gun, London Tit-Bit: AN OFFICIAL REPORT, The following report was sent by ® subordinate inspector to his chief in the mee service, It con- cerned a faulty house connection. Found wire ih no outside out- side. t inside wire outside and outside hide: Need more outside for inside. Even when the unexpected hap- pens there is always some aiclloy. around to say: ‘‘I told you MUGGSY pabeehe ot AA DANGE. \ SANT TARIV EM IWORDER IF Di LITTLE BoY wont WORT HISSELF Pony DE PERTATERS UP. 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