The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1883-04-07

Mouiu nave passed one another IN the
street.
He really isn't bad fellow" soliIo-
quzed Carlyon, as he put out his can
Ole before tumbling into bed. "He
has improved wonderfully except in APP
pearance. I'll ask him to come with
me to Scotland"
The next day was devoted to serious
business in the way of partridge shoot
ing. The party started off quite early
IN the morning and did not return till
dinner-tlme. Carlyon was too much alb
sorbed with his gun to pay much atten-
ton to Cuthbert, but toward the end of
the day he found himself walking by his
friends side. A peculiar gesture with
which Cuthbert raised his piece TO his
| shoulder for quick shot caused Car
| lyon to say:
"By Jove! Cuthbert, do you know
who you reminded me OF that instant !?
You recollect fellow named Boulger,
don't you, who used to be in Knights
house at Elton When you put your
gun mp just then you reminded me of
! him. y
"Odd you should have noticed that"
returned Cuthbert, busy with his car
fridge belt. 81 know what YOU mean.
L expect [ have unconsciously caught
that knack of him.. You know, I sup
pose, that came across him out yon-
DER? ~
No! Did you really? What is he
doing? inquired Carlyon, with inter
/ est.
" He is dead, poor fellow. He came
to awful grief in his regiment and turned
up IN Australia. We met by chance
over there and chummed bit but soon
lost sight of him. l saw his death in a
Melbourne paper just before [ sailed.
lie took to drink, and, as far as | can
gather from the report, I'm afraid he
met his death IN a drunken brawl with
some foreign sailors. Look out. Frank
That's your birdP'
Carlyon missed with both barrels
rather an easy shot, for he was very
much interested as well as shocked to
hear of Boulger's sad end. He had
known him rather intimately at school
from the accidental circumstance OF
their having been fellow Tags to some
sixth-form tyrant when they we're small
| boys. Boulger afterward left Elton
under cloud, having on several oc-
| caslons excited the contempt and indig-
nation of his companions by failing to
| observe the wholesome rules of school
boy honor. Curlyon had lively recol-
lection of thrashing him for " showing
him up" 10 his flag master for some
| trlttlng act of disobedience; but they
had always remained tolerably friendly.
| and Carlyon was therefore grieved to
| hear OF his wretched career. Cuth bert
appeared to notice this with surprise.
| and while his friend was dressing for
dinner he brought him a Melbourne
newspaper containing an account Of
Boulger's death.
Perhaps you might like TO read il, +"
he said, throwing the journal on the
bed.
Carlyon took it up and read III silence
the paragraph which Cuthbert had re-
ferred to. When he had finished Cuth-
bert said, rather hippantly:
6 After all, it was only what one ex-
pected Of him. He was always queer
chap, even at school. | never liked him
myself.
"He wasn't a bad fellow when first
knew him." said Carlyon. "He was
only small boy then, but 1 always felt
| a sneaking regard for him ever after, for
auld lang syne.
"God knows, I've no right to speak Ill
of any one. | haven't led such an ex-
emplary life myself" exclaimed Cuth-
bert, with sudden emotion. Gas for
Bou1ger, you know him at his best. I've
no doubt he would have been a better
man If others had thought as kindly of
him as you seem to. Hullo! there's the
gongl'
Carlyon found seat placed for him
next to Cuthbert at the dinner table.
Somehow he seemed to have become sud
denly intimate with his old schOolfellow,
whose cordial manner cOntrasted strange
ly with his reserve of the previous day.
Cuthbert opened his heart to Carlyon,
speaking freely of his contrition for the
fault which had led to his exile, and his
hopes of regaining the good opinion of
his friends. AS though relieved by
| these condolences his spirit rose during
the meal, though his gaiety may have
been partly owing to the wine, which
circulated freely. CarlyOn could not
help noticing that Cuthbert replenished
his glass rather frequently, and when a
move was made to the billiard room his
gait was decidedly unsteady.
Cuthbert took a leading part In the
| conversation which ensued over the
| soothing weed. He was inclined to be
noisy, and Carlyon fancied Sir Lambert
| looked rather grave He had plenty OF
stories to tell Of his sporting adventures
/ out III the bush, which were related III a
| somewhat boastful vein. After awhile
the talk turned on the subject of poach-
| ing, and Cutbbert related an annecdote
of an amateur poaching expedition in
which he had taken part during the old
days at Elton.
! ''Why, CarlyOn, you must recOllect
that" he said, turning round quickly.
"You were there, of course.
eyes, was there" replied Carlyop,
with a puzzled expression, and for the
rest of the evening he was silent and
thoughtful
When the party broke up Carlyon fol-
| lowed Cuthbert into his bedroom, which
adjoined his own.
'Can | speak to you a minute?" he
said, closing the door.
Certainly, old fellow; fire away!" re-
turned Cuthbert; still in high good
humor.
"Apropos of that poaching expedition
at Lord Ks" said Carlyon. 81 re-
collect it perfectly; but you weren't
there. BouIger was my companion"
81 know" returned Cuthbert, looking
slightly Disconnected. cit was very good
of you not to split upon me, old boy.
When | get into vein for story telling,
l can't be strictly accurate. 1t was
Boulger's story; he told it me often, AMI
I've got into the habit OF believing was
there myself. PeccaVi, Old chap! Don't
stand staring there as though / had
robbed church. You were always in
clined TO be straitlaced, Frank. Have a
sup before you turn in. | can recon-
mend this. 1t viii make your hair curl. .
Cuthbert had risen unsteadily to his
feet and unlocked a small cupboard over
the replace, from which he produced
a spirit case. He filled a wine glass with
brandy and offered it TO Carlyon.
"No, thanks, said Carlyon, shortly.
| GIVE had as murh as Is GOOD for me