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It starts without warning. generally on a hot afternoon. among the elder pupils. A girl giggles till the giggle gets beyond control Then she throws up her head and cries. ”Honk. honk. honkl' like a wild goose. and tears mix with the laughter [f the mistress be wise. she will say something severe at this point to check matters If she be tender hearted and send for a drink of water. the chances are large- ly in favor of another girl laughing at the afflicted one and herself collapsing '1‘ hns the trouble spreads and may end in half of what answers to the lower sixth of a boys school rocking and whooping together Given a week of warm weather. two stately promenades per diem. a heavy mutton and rice meal in the middle of the day. a certain amount of nagging from the teachers and a few other things. some really amazing effects can be secured. At least this is what folk say who have had experience. Now. the mother superior of a con. vent and the colonel of a British infan- try regiment would be justly shocked at any comparison being made between their respective charges But it is a fact that under certain circumstances Thomas in bulk can be worked up into ditthering. rippling hysteria. He does not weep. but he shows his trouble un- mistakably. and the consequences get into the newspapers. and all the good and virtuous people who hardly know a Martini from 1 Snider say. “Take away the brute’s ammunition !' Thomas isn'ta brute. and his busi- ness, which is to look after the virtuous people. demands that he shall have his ammunition to his hand. He doesn’t wear silk stockiigs. and he really ought to be supplied vith a new adjective to help him to express his opinions. but. for all that. he is a great man. If you call him “the hcroic defender of the na- tional honor" cne day and ”a brutal and licentious aoldiery" the next. you naturally bewiller him. and he looks upon you with suspicion. There is no« body to speak fu' Thomas except people who have theories to work off on him. and nobody understands Thomas except Thomas. and ho does not know what is the matter witl himself. That is the prologue. This is the fiery Corporal Sltne was engaged to be married to Miss J hansi McKenna. whose history is well known in the regiment and elsewhere. He had secured his c010. nel’s leave. anl. being popular with the men. every arrangement had been made to give the Wedding what Private Or. theris called "eeklar." It fell in the heart of the h)t weather. and after the wedding Slate was going up to the hills with the bride. None the less. Slane's grievance was that the affair would be orly a hired carriage wed- ding. and he felt that the ”eeklar” of that was mexger Miss McKenna did not care so nuch. The sergeant’s wife was helping her to make her wedding dress. and she was very busy. Slane was. just' hen. the only moderately contented van in barracks. All the rest were more (1' less miserable. And they had so much to make them happy tool All their work was over at 8 in the mtrning. and for the rest of the day they could lie on their backs and smoke canteen plug and swear at the punkal coolies They enjoyed a fine. full flesh meal in the middle of the day and then threw themselves down on their cots and sweated and slept till it was. cool enough to go out with their “towny. " whose vocabulary contained less than 600 words and the adjective and whose views on every conceivable question they had heard many months before . There was the canteen. of course. and there was the temperance room with the secondhand papers in it. but a man of any profession cannot read for eight hours a day in a temperature of 96 or 98 degreet in the shade. running up sometimee to 103 degrees at midnight Very few men. even though they get a paunikin of flat. stale. muddy beer and hide it under their cots. can continue drinking for six hours a day One man tried. but he died. and nearly the whole regiment went to his funeral be- cause it gave them something to do. It was too early for the modified excite- ment of fever or cholera. The men could only wait and wait and wait and watch the shadow of the barrack creep. ing across the blinding white dust That was a gay life' They lounged about cantonmentaâ€" it was too hot for any sort of game and almost too hot for viceâ€"and hud- dled themselves in the evening and filled themselves to distension with the healthy nitrogenous food provided for them. and the more they stoked the less exercise they took and more explosive they grew Then the tempers began to Wear away. and men fell a-brooding over insults real or imaginary. They had nothing else to think of, The tone of the ”repartees" changed. and instead of saying light heartedly. “I'll knock your silly face in r" men grew laborious- ly polite and hinted that the canton- ments were not big enough for them- selves and their enemy. and that there vmnld be more space for one of the two :1 a place which it isnot polite to men- U' It may have been the devil who ar- game thing. but the fact of the d N that Manon had for n lone time free! OF A PRIVATE. By RUDYABD KIPLING. and Would sometime: spz‘nd a 10:12 after noon swearing at each other. but. Sim mons was afraid of Losson and dated not challenge him to a fight He thought over the words in the hot. still nights. and half the hate he felt toward Lesson he vented on the wretched pun- kah cooly Lesson bought a parrot in the bazaar and put it into a little cage and lowered the cage into the cool darkness of a well. and sat on the well curb shouting bad language down to the parrot He taught it to say. “Simmons. ye so-oor. " which means swine. and several other things entirely unfit for publication He was a big. gross man. and he shook like a jelly when the parrot caught the sen- tence correctly Simmons. however. shook with rage. for all the room were laughing at himâ€"the parrot was such a disreputable pufl of green feathers and looked so human when it chattered. Losson used to sit swinging his fat legs on the side of the cot and ask the par- rot what it thought of Simmons. The parrot would answer, “Simmons. ye so-oor. " “Good boy." Losson used to say. scratching the parrot’s head. "Ye ’ear that. Sim ‘3" And Simmons used to turn over on his stomach and make an- swer “I ’ear Take 'eed you don’t 'ear something one of these days. " In the restless nights. after he had been asleep all day. fits of blind rage 1 came upon Simmons and held him till he trembled all over. while he thought ; in how many different ways he would : slay Losson. Sometimes he would pic» ' ture himself trampling the life out of i the man with heavy ammunition boots, , and at others smashing in his face with 3 the butt. and at others jumping on his shoulders and dragging the head back . till the neck bone cracked. Then his mouth would feel hot and fevered. and he would reach out for another sup of f the beer in the pannikin. But the fancy that came to him most frequently and staid with him longest was one connected with the great roll of fat under Losson’s right ear. He no- ticed it first on a moonlight night. and thereafter it was always before his eyes. It was a fascinating roll of fat. A man could get his hand upon it and tear away one side of the neck. or he could place the muzzle of a rifle on it and blow away all the head in a flash Los- son had no right to be sleek and con. tented and well to do when he. Sim. mons. was the butt of the room Some day. perhaps. he would show those who laughed at “Simmons. ye so°oor. " joke that he was as good as the rest. and held a man’s life in the crook of his forefinger When Losson snored. Sim. mons hated him more bitterly than ever Why should Losson be able to sleep when Simmons had to stay awake hour after hour. tossing and turning on the tapes. with the dull pain gnawing into his right side and his head throbbing and aching after canteen? He thought over this for many nights. and the world became unprofitable to him He even blunted his naturally fine appetite with beer and tobacco. and all the while the parrot talked at and made a mock of him. A sergeant’s wife died of heat apoplexy in the night. and the rumor ran abroad that it was cholera. Men rejoiced open- ly. hoping that it would spread and send them into camp. But that was a false alarm. The heat continued and the tempers wore away more quickly than before. It was late on a Tuesday evening. and the men were waiting in the deep double verandas for “last posts, " when Simmons went to the box at the foot of his bed, took out his pipe and slam- med the lid down with a bang that echoed through the deserted barrack like the crack of a rifle. Ordinarily speaking, the men would have taken no notice. but their nerves were fretted to fiddlestrings. They jumped up, and three or four clattered into the barrack room only to find Simmons kneeling by his box. “Owl It’s you. is it?" they said and laughed foolishly “We thought ’twas”â€" Simmons rose slowly. If the accident had so shaken his fellows. what would not the reality do? “You thought it was. did you? An what makes you think ?' he said lash- ing himself into madness as he went on “To hell with .your thinkin. you dirty spies !‘ “Simmons. ye so-oor. " chucklvd the parrot in the veranda. sleepily recogniz- ing a well known voice And that was absolutely all The tension snapped. Simmons fell back on the arm rack deliberatelywthe men were at the far end of the room»- and took out his rifle.and packet of ammunition. “Don't go playing the goat. Siml’ said Lesson “Put it down " But there was a quaver in his voice Another man stooped. slipped his boot and hurled it at Simmons head. The prompt answer was a shot which. fired at random. found its billet in Loseon's throat. Losson fell forward without a word. and the others scat- tered. “You thought it was!" yelled Sim- mons “You’re drivin me to it! I tell you you're drivin me to it! Get up. [meson an don’t lie shammin thereâ€" yon an your blasted parrit that drnv me to it!" But there waean unafiected reality about Loason’e pose that showed Sim- mone what he had done The men were still clamoring in the veranda Sim- mono appropriated two more packets of ammunition and ran into the moonlight. muttering “I’ll make a night of it Thirty ronn’e. an the last for myselt Take you that, you dogs!" can j!__A_ He dropped on one knee and fired into the brown of the men in the veranda. but the bullet flew high and landed in the brickwork with a. vicious Y‘phwit’ that made some of the younger men a mad men con side by side 3H H» mm ‘n‘cupanun . I‘m- 1 1.11% \V t ' Then the instinct of the chase flared up The news spread from barrack to bamck. and the men doubled out in tent on the cantnrs of Simmons. the wild beast. who was heading for the cavalry parade ground, stopping now and again to send back a shot and a curse in the direction of his pnrsuers. obsen're. one thing to fire and another to “I’ll learn you to spy on me!“ he shouted. “I’ll learn you to give me dorg’s names! Come on. the ’ole lot of yon! Colonel John Anthony Deever. C by fired at B. l"â€"he turned toward the infantry mess and shook his rifle-“you think yourself the devil of a man. but I tell you that if you put your ugly old car case outside 01 that door. ["11 make you the poorest lookin man in the army Come out. Colonel John Anthony Dee ver. C. B. l Come out an see me prac- tise on the rainge. I'm the crack shot of the 'ole bloomin battalion. " In proof of which statement Simmons fired at the lighted windows of the messhouse “Private Simmons. E comp‘ny. on the cavalry p’rade ground. sir. with 30 rounds." said a sergeant breathlessly to the colonel. “Shootin right an lef’ sir Shot Private Losson. What’s to be done. sir?“ Colonel John Anthony Deever. C. 8.. allied out. only to be saluted by a spurt of dust at his fget. “Pull up!” said the second in com mand. “I don’t want my step in that way. colonel. He’s as dangerous as a mad dog. " “Shoot him like one. then." said the colonel bitterly. “if he won't take his chance My regiment too! If it had been the Towheads. I could have under- stood. " Private Simmons. had occupied a strong position near a well on the edge of the parade ground and was defying the regiment to come on. The regiment was not anxious to comply with the re- quest. for there is small honor in being shot by a fellow private. Only Corporal Slane. rifle in hand. threw himself down on the ground and wormed his way toward the well. “Don't shoot.” sa)’d be to the men round him. “Like as not you’ll ‘it me. I’ll catch the beggar 1ivin." Simmons ceased shouting for awhile. and the noise of trap wheels could be heard across the plain. Major Oldyne. commanding the horse battery. was coming back from a dinner in the civil lines: was driving after his usual cusâ€" tomâ€"that is to say. as fast as the horse could go. “A Vorf’cem A bloomin spangled orf’cer I" shrieked Simmons. ”I'll make a scarecrow of that orf’cerl' The trap stopped. ‘7What’s this ?" demanded the major of gunners. “You. thereâ€"drop your rifle!" “Why. it's Jerry Blazes‘ I ain’t got no quarrel with you. Jerrv Blazes Pass. frien‘. an all's well!" But Jerry Blazes had not the faintest intention of passing a dangerous mur- derer He was. as his adoring battery swore long and fervently. without knowledge of fear. and they were sure. ly the best judges. for Jerry Blazes. it was notorious. had done his possible to kill a man each time the battery went out. “Don’t make me do it. eir." said Simmons. ”I ain‘t got nothin ag'in you. Ah? You would?" The major broke into a run. ”Take that. then I" He walked toward Simmons with the intention of rushing him and knocking him down. The major dropped with a bullet through his shoulder. and Simmons stood over him. He had lost the satis- faction of killing Losson in the desired way, but here was a helpless body to his hand. Should he slip in another cartridge and blow ofl the head or with the butt smash in the white face?. He stopped to consider. and a cry went up from the far side of the parade ground. “He’s killed Jerry Blazes!" But in the shelter of the well pillars Simmons was safe, except when he stepped out to fire. “I’ll blow your ’andsome 'ead off. Jerry Blazes. " said Simmons reflectively “Six an three is nine an one is ten. an that leaves me another 19 an one for myself. " He tugged at the string of the second packet of ammunition. Corporal Slane crawled out of the shadow of a bank into the moonlight. “I see you!" said Simmons. “Come a bit furder on. an I'll do for you. " “I'm comin. " said Corporal Slane briefly. “You done a bad day's work. Sim. Come out 'ere an come back with “Come to"~ laughed Simmons. sending a cartridge home with his thumb. “Not before I‘ve settled you an Jerry Blazes." The corporal was lying at full length in the dust of the parade ground. a rifle under him. Some of the less caution! men in the distance shouted “Shoot .‘im! Shoot 'im. Slane!’ “You move 'and or foot. Slane, " said Simmons. “an I ‘11 kick Jerry Blazes' ’ead in an shoot ,you after." “I ain't movin. " said the corporal. raising his head. "You daren‘t “it: man on ‘is legs Let goof Jerry Blaze! an come out of that with your fistes. Come an ‘it me You daren't. you bloomiu dog shooter 1' ' “I dare!‘ “You lie. you man sticker! You sneakin. sheeny butcher. you lie! See them!” Slane kicked the rifle away “Don’t misname me!" shouted Sim- mons. firing as he spoke. The shot mise- ed. and the shooter. blind with rage, threw his rifle down and rushed at Slane from the protection of the well Within striking distance. be kicked 'mone' weakness. and knew. too. the deadly guard for that kick Bowing V'Ilhe temptation’was more than Sim- mons could resist. for the corporal in his white clothes oflered a perfect mark. AR!) We’re Selling Suits at Cost While They Last. BLANKETS AND YARNS ALWAYS 0N HAND. GROCERIES; forfivurd and drawing, up his right leg till the heel of the right foot was set some three inches almve the inside of the left kneecap. he met the bluw stand- inf},r on one leg-~exactly as Gouda stand when they meditate-a and ready for the fall that would fulhw There was an oath the curpural fell over to hie: nwn left as shin lmue met shin tame. and the nrieato collapsed. his: neg hrul-mn an inch a'mn'e the ankle "Pity you don't know that guard. Sim. " said Slane. splmng out the dust as he rose Then rah-“mg his voice ”Come an take him orf‘ I‘ve brnk 'ia leg “ This was not strictly true. for the nrivate had accomplished his own duwnfall. since it is the special merit of that leg guard that the harder the kick the greater the kicker's discomfiture Slane walked to Jerry Blazes and hung over him with exaggerated solici- tude. while Simmons. weeping with pain. was carried away “‘Ope you ain’t 'urt badly. sir. ” said Slane The major had fainted. and there was an ugly. tagged hole through the top of his arm. Slane knelt down and murmured “S‘elp me. [believe 'e's dead! Well. if that ain‘t my blomnin luck all over!' But the major was destined to lead his battery afield for many a long day with unehaken nerve He was removed and nursed and petted into convales- cence. while the battery discussed the wisdom of capturing Simmons and blowing him from a gun They idolized their major. and his reappearance on parade resulted in a scene nowhere pro- vided for in the army regulations Great. too. was the glory that fell to Slane's share. The gunners would have made him drunk thrice a day for at least a fortnight Even the colonel of his own regiment complimented him upon his coolness and the local paper called him a hero which things did not puff him up When the major prof- fered him money and thanks. the virtu- ous corporal took the one and put aside the other But he had a request to make and prefaced it with many a “Beg y pardon. sir ' Could the major see his way to letting the Slane-McKenna wed- ding be adorned by the presence of four battery horses to pull a hired barouche? The major could. and so could the bat- tery-excessively so It was a gorgeous wedding ' “Wot did 1 do it for 7" said Corporal Slane. “For the ’orsee.of course. Jhansi ain‘t a beauty to look at. but I wasn’t goin to 'ave a hired turnout. Jerry Blazes? If I 'adn’t 'a' wanted some- thin. Sim might ba’ blowed Jerry Blazes' bloomin ’ead into Hirish stew for aught I’d 'a' cared." And they hanged Private Simmons-â€" hanged him as high as Haman. in hol- low square of the regiment, and the colonel said it was drink, and the chap- lain was snre it was the devil. and Simmons fancied it was both, but he didn’t know. and only hoped his fate would be a warning to his companions. and half a dozen “intelligent publi- cists" wrote six beautiful leading arti- cles on “The Prevalence of Crime In the Army. ” But not a soul thought of comparing the “bloody minded Simmons”to the sqnawking. gaping schoolgirl wit? which this story opens. 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