Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1886-04-02

grass. Besides, it had an awkward habit
of breaking short off at critical points,
to be found again, at a few miles dis
lance. in II wholly unexpected and irrcl-
evant sort of way. Turkish roads are rs
aimless and eccentric rs are all other
things in that land of polygamy and
shavcn heads.
Nevertheless. on the evening of the
second day, tired and hungry, we reach
ed POradim, where Prince >chahovskoy
had his headquarters. knew him of
old to be grumpy man-he was the on
ly distinctly discourtcous Russian ever
had the misfortune to meet. We waited
on him to ask for permission to abide for
a time with his command, and handed
him General Ignatieti's letter. ~ cannot
help myself, said he: ''you bring me an
injunction from headquarters that | am
to do So" And then, rising, he said,
"Gentlemen. excuse me; am going to
dine"
1t was more than we had any chance of
glad of the begrudged sanction. had
met an old comrade of the Servian cam
paign on Schahovskoy's staff, who made
us welcome to his tent. He had gone on
Il reconnaissance. and we lay down to
sleep on empty stOmachs: NillierS, who
has not the faculty of long abstinence
from food with impunity. was positively
sick from hunger. Early next morning
went foraging, and succeeded in achicv-
ing some raw fresh eggs, which placed
by his head, and then awOke him. Il
give you my word" said the lad. II was
dreaming about raw eggs"-and he turn
ed to and sucked them with Il skill that
proved he might give his grandmother
lessons in this accomplishment.
There was no forward movement this
day, but Il long council of war, from
which old Krudener went away gloomilv
predicting defeat: for he had remonstra-
ted against the attempt which was to be
made, and which was to be carried out
only in obedience to peremptory orders
from the headquarters of the Grand
Duke Nicholas, the commander-in-chief
of the Russian army. Failure was Il fore
gone conclusion from the outset.
This council of war would have been
Il very interesting spectacle to any one
unfamiliar with the personnel of the Rus
sian army. On the windy plain, outside
the tents constituting SchahOvSkoy's
headquarters. had gathered representa-
tivcS of all the types of Russian officer
hood. Here was the gray-bcardcd. hard
faced old major. who without "protcc-
ton had fought his sturdy way up
through the grades. with long delays.
much hard service. and many wounds.
He had been an ensign i'm the Crilnca.
and aitcrward was forgotten. for nobody
knows how many years. in some odd cor
ner of the Caucasus. He i, only Il major.
poor old fellow: but he has half dozen
decorations, and. please God. he will gain
another tomorrow. if he has the luck to
stand up. He j. a. hard a. nails. and
would IL soon live ON biscuit and salt
horse" a. on champagne and French
cookery. There i little in common be-
tween him and the tall. stately. %riIHlcd
general by his side. who j. AN aidc-lc-
camp of the emperor; Il gr"jd >cjgHr'r
of the court. vet who Ina, never forsWorn
the camp: man who will discuss with
YOU the relative merits of Patti and l.uc-
/ ca: who has yachlcd in the Mcditcrrau-
and gone after buffalo on the praricS OF
America: who wears his decorations,
too. some of them earned in the forefront
of the battle, others a. honorary diSlinc-
tions. or marks of Imperial favor. He
can gallop. can This young hu>>ar in tn,
blue and red: ne can cut the SWorl-cNer-
else: he can sing French songs: he
would give his last cigarette either 10 4
cumradc or to Il stranger like myself
and in his secret heart hc has vowed Il
earn the Cross of ST. George tomorrow
Till the very end of the war never tool
quite heartily to Lieutenant Brutokoti-
the very opposite of the swell young
hu>>ar have described. The first tim,
met him. knew that | di,likcd him
down To the ground. Lis manncrS-wcll
he had none To speak Ut-and his voice
was Il groWl. with hoar,cnc-S in it be-
gotten of schnappS. He did not look a,
if he washed copiou-ly. and he was TIA,
L.,