upon round the red lamp the leaning upon their and shrieking their morning greetings across the road one and than the rest had gathered a small knot of around her and was talking with little shrill from her audience to her remarks old enough to know better she cried in answer to an exclamation from one of the listeners if he t no sense now i he won t learn much on this side o why ow old is he at all blessed if i could ever make out well it ain t so hard to reckon said a pale faced woman with watery blue eyes he s been at the battle o and has the and to prove it that were a ter ble long time remarked a third it were afore i were born it were fifteen year after the of the century cried a younger woman who had stood leaning against the wall with a smile of superior knowledge upon her face my bill was a saying so last sabbath when i spoke to him o old here and suppose he spoke truth ow long do that make it it s eighty one now said the original speaker checking off the years upon her coarse a op fingers and that were fifteen ten and ten and ten and ten and ten � why it s only mix year so he ain t so old after all but he weren t a babe at the battle silly r cried the young woman with a chuckle s pose he were only twenty then he couldn t be less than six and eighty now at the lowest aye he s every day of it cried several i ve had bout enough of it remarked the large woman gloomily unless his young niece or or whatever she is come to day i m off and he can find some one else to do his work your own ome first says i ain t he quiet then asked the youngest of the group listen to him now she answered with her hand half raised and her head turned towards the open door the upper floor there came a shuffling sliding sound with a sharp tapping of a stick there he go back and doing what he call his go the night through he s at that game the silly old at six o clock this very there he was with a stick at my door turn out guard he cried and a lot more that i could make nothing of then what with his and and there ain t no a wink o sleep hark to him now round the red lamp cried a cracked and voice from above that s him she cried nodding her head with an air of triumph he do go on scandalous yes mr sir i want my morning it s just ready mr sir blessed if he ain t like a baby cry in for its said the young woman i feel as if i could shake his old bones up sometimes cried mrs but who s for a of the whole company were about to oflf to the public house when a young girl stepped across the road and touched the housekeeper timidly upon the arm i think that is no view she said can you tell me if mr lives here the housekeeper looked at the she was a girl of about twenty and comely with a up nose and large honest grey eyes her print dress her straw hat with its bunch of glaring and the bundle she carried had all a of the country you re i s pose said mrs her up and down with no friendly gaze yes i ve come to look after my a op and a good job too cried the housekeeper with a toss of her head it s about time that some of his own folk took a turn at it for i ve had enough of it there you are young woman in you go and make yourself at home there s tea in the and bacon on the and the old man will be about you if you don t fetch him his breakfast i ll send for my things in the with a nod she strolled oflf with her attendant in the direction of the public house thus left to her own devices the country girl walked into the front room and took oflf her hat and jacket it was a low apartment with fire upon which a small brass kettle was singing cheerily a stained cloth lay over half the table with an empty brown a loaf of bread and some coarse looked rapidly about her and in an instant took over her new duties ere five minutes had passed the tea was made two of bacon were on the pan the table was the straightened over the sombre brown furniture and the whole room had taken a new air of comfort and neatness this done she looked round curiously at the prints upon the walls over the fireplace in a small square case s brown caught her eye hanging from a strip of purple ribbon beneath was a slip of round the red lamp paper she stood on her with her fingers on the edge of the and her neck up to see it glancing down from time to time at the bacon which and beneath her the cutting was yellow with age and ran in this way on tuesday an interesting ceremony was performed at the of the third regiment of guards when in the presence of the prince lord hill lord and an assemblage which beauty as well as a special was presented to of captain s flank company in recognition of his gallantry in the recent great battle in the it appears that on the ever memorable th of june four companies of the third guards and 