The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-11-05
WHO WINS?

in former years of the Great Mogul,
whose rule dominated llndostan, and
whose style and magnilicencc reached
the ears of the inhabitants OF the old
world in such an exaggerated way rs
to make people believe that the streets
were paved with gold.
In the year 1857, Delhi, though shorn
of its ancient splendor, was still place
to talk and dream Of
The bazaars were filled with rare and
costly merchandise, and streets of the
capital contained nothing but jewel
nv, which was largely exported to
Europe and America.
But in a single night all this was
changed, and instead of the hum Of
toling thousands there came the brazen
notes of the war-trumpet, the boom Of
cannon. the rattle of musketry, and the
steely flash of naked sabres.
British valor was once more called
upon to defend the honor of Old Eng
land against nation in revolt-a hand
full, so to speak, of devoted men were
pitted against Sepoys, outnumbering
them a hundred to one or more.
Two officers were seated in tent
enjoying a weed and cup of fragrant
coffee after the toll of the day, on
which hard battle had been fought
against the enemy, victory declaring
for the side of the British.
This is change with q vengeance,
remarked Captain Vandeleur, agallant
soldier in crack cavalry regiment.
"A fortnight ago we were dancing at
General Coghlan's party, with his sweet
granddaughter, Cicely, as an engaging
partner; now we caper TO different
music, with no lady friends to smile en-
enlargement upon us.
Quite right, old fellow" laughed
Cyril Benthorpc, surgeon in the corps,
and as brave and handsome fellow as
ever used lancet to relieve suffering
humanity Pm afraid we were both
hard hit in that quarter; an affection of
the heart, which, perhaps, rebel bull
let will cure one of these days"
Its soldiers lot if it does" said
Vandeleur lightly. 81 had no idea
though, Benthorpe, that you were in
the lists against me; but we needn't
be less friends for that" need we, old
manp"
Certainly not" said his friend
whose face assumed more serious air
as he added: "By the way, wonder
why we have received no news from the
old general. l hope the rebels are Civ
ing him no trouble"
"By Jovel | never thought of that.
But here comes Major Pringle, looking
like another Bonn astes Furioso, full of
news"
Halo, yon fellowsr' said the ma
jor, "do you know that some friends of
yours are in great peril? | refer to the
Coghlans; but before say more Just
give me some brandy-pawnee; the ac-
cursed rebels kick up such dust that
I'm well-nigh choked.n
Vandeleur helped the somewhat bib
ulous major to the stimulant, whilst ex-
changing serious glances with Ben
thorpe.
Were sorry to hear that, Prugle,"
remarked Benthorpe. How did the
uSWo lcuCu Out CdnDE
"a fellow brought few lines from
the general, rolled up, and hidden in
his ear A squadron of our corps is to
start tonight to relieve the beleaguer-
ed little garrison, if possible, and to
bring its members in" said Pringle,
holding out his glass to be refllcd.
II should like to go, Pringlc," re-
marked Vandeleur as he poured out a
bumper for his chief with view of
propitiating him.
$50 should l." putin Benthorpo Gag
What, two of you badly hit in that
directionP' laughed Pringle. "Well,
well, I'm no lady's man myself, and SO
won't enter into rivalry with you fell
lows. | have already detailed YOU
both in orders for the smart little af.
fair The trumpet will sound boot and
saddle at nine. We shall have q moon
to guide us, thank goodnessp'
When the major left, which he did in
hurry after his last glass of brandy
pawnee, the friends sat on in silence
Tor some minutes, evidently deeply con-
ccrned about the fate of Cicely Cogh-
Ian, lovely brunette with laughing
black eyes and hair as dark as a raw
ems wing-just such a girl as to con-
qucr whole regiment of IMPRESSIONS
bic otlicers-the very beau lleal of y
soldiers wife-gay, impulsive, yet full
OF womanly tenderness and gentleness.
See here, Benthorpc," said Vande-
ieur, who was the first to break the 81
lence that had come upon both, ~ love
Clcely, so do you; let us decide now
who shall have her"
"Howp in what wayP"
1--WE are both going to the relief of
the place-the man who reaches her
side first shall win her hand-that is.
provided she is willing; the other fol-
low must retire gracefully"
Bonthorpe pondered over the propos-
al for few minutes, and then placing
his hand in Vandeleur's, said with ali
soldiers frankness:
"Dono with you, old fellow, it's
bargain. lfyou win, III congratulate
you; If i, | shall expect tho same treat.
ment at your hands. p"
Anything more incongruous than
thus stalking love on the issue of n dan
gerous expedition could not be imag-