Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-02-15

N'N 'AVN'N' NaAhtto w
down to receive the load) groaned hid
eously as every extra package was pill
ed on their much enduring backs
twisting and turning round their long
sinuous, wavy necks with serpent
like motion, while. with awful cries
they made real or well-feigned attempt.
to bite all who approached. Thron.
ing groups of vicious commissdridl
mules stood jingling their chains in
concert, occasionally raising a general
melee of biting. squealing and kicking
at one another, until their reused driy.
ers (aided with volunteers from the
hosts of black urchins belonging to
the regiment) rushed sudden and furi.
Gus TO battle. and subjugated the mu
tlnous brutes with wholesale voleys OF
bamboo blows. The whole scene. IN
fact, reminded Paddy Creagh of the
wild midnight sduurndiin of his own
native Donny ybrook Fair, before "A brti-
tai and oppressive Saxon government
saw Tit To stamp out the glories of that
iar-iamed meeting. Indeed. were it
not for the long lines Of muskcts. piled
with hayonets fixed, glittcrlng, bright,
cold. and cruel, IN the mingled fire and
moonlight. he might well have been
excused for the mental comparison.
During all this time bugle after bu-
gle had sounded for the various stages
of preparation. Gradually some de-
gree of order was evolved out OF the
chaos by busy native-ofilccrs and ser
gesnts, and when the close sounded
things were in fair way for start.
The English officers ceased talking and
swallowing hot tea by the mess-tent
fire. threw AWAY Cheroots, and buckied
on their swords. ~ they stumbled their
way toward where the lanterns, the
loom Of rows Of men. and the led
horses indicated the place Of parade.
Companies we're called over and told
OIL. hasty inspection made, and Pad
dy Creagh, greatly conscious of dignl-
ty, saluted his chief a he reported.
All present. sir
'Fours-rlght Left whcel-Quick
march = beloved Col Estcourt, and
away went tho 'kattIwar Tigers, 10 the
very Inappropriate tune, for All Indian
regiment, Of The Girl | left Behind
Me
The Tigers were decidedly ,jungly,
as the phrase goes. Every officer IN
the corps Was a mighty hunter. and
each was thoroughly Inaste. Of all In
dian craft for leading 4 joyial, devil
may-carc up-country life. They cared
little for society. as (sayc the mark }
meeting some half-iozen officers wives
and pallld spinsteTs 2t 4 band-stand
is called and if they hal slight rep
utatlon for holding too firm a faith in
bottled beer and braady-pawnee, they
were .trong-headca TO bear these en-
iiclns drinks, working of all evil cf-
fects Of powerful liquor by much gun
and saddle work. As rule they pull
ell well together: but just now there
was shadow of rupture in the regi-
ment As thus Poor Tom Carey, the
adjutant. had gone pig sticking, mount
ed on a splendid Arab. Tom never
shirked anything that came before
him and though men shouted warm
ingly TO him, he would not swerve even
a yard from his course, but went
straight AT the widest part Of n gaping
nullah in front. The horse could not
DO it-landed with only his forelegs
on the opposite bank-struggled mad
ly for a second-fell back on his rider,
and Tom Carey spoke no more words
in this world in few hours all was
over.
Who was 10 fill the vacancy Ga very
valuable appointment in Il Sepoy
corps:) That was the question now
disturbing the usual calmness oil the
Tigers. Paddy Creagh was, on the
adjutant for the present; but there
were grave doubts in old Estcourt. +.
mind as to the big Irishman's capabili-
ties for the appointment, and he more
than once hinted his inclination te
choose Gerald Rollynge. Hence fair
ground for party feeling and while the
Colonel remained undecided As 10 the
permanent appointment, the partisan:
of the two candidates hotly arguec
over their respective merits.
liar EASE"
Where is Rollynge, by the bye
asked young Barron, AS he rode amidst
group who for the thousandth time
discussed the adjutant question. (Or
the march, in India, officers are alway:
allowed TO ride when the regiment il
is at ease.O
With that lot in rear of the band,
should think, replied Williams-ayery
busy man. always ready with an an
swer to any question, and not mucl
liked, save for his wealth, and conse
quent ability to play the grand seigneur
Hardly remarked another ; 'Padd,
is there, treating them TO some of hi
Galway hunting Grams; and Rollyng
and Master Pat are trifle cool unit
Estcourt makes up his mind. Beside
Rollynge got three-days' leave to g
shooting with Martin
'Coolr grumbled out Singleton, tn
senior lieutenent, catching at the frs
word he heard, as he awoke from
nap. Ugh! I'm as cold as old Nicl
this frosty morning.
What a wonderful being old Mic
must be, in your opinion, Sing sneere'
Williams, blowing rich cloud frOr
his Manila. "'Hot as old Nick'-'col
as old Nick'-'rich as old Nick'-'poo
as old Nick'-in fact, everything "a
old Nick
Don't be a tool, Polly (William
was always, for some reason occul
called, Polly by his comrades) /; an
Singleton growled low to himself as
shivered in the saddle.
Who said Martin was shooting
asked Landon, the most noted sports
man in the corps.
l did He has got his leave to Ems
land,' and is going to shoot down
Bombay
More fool he. wasting his time