The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1888-04-21

mistaken for leading public man here"
"Ieading public men here" said Hon.
Frank, ''must look doosed stupid"
"But seriously, Frank, I was, and I'm most
anxious--curious, mean--to know II there
be really any likeness. Now, would YOU
mind taking good look at me, and telling
me whom you think I'm lilfel'
Hon. Frank looked at Captain baltimore
as he was requested, but in very languid
sort Of way. Suddenly he opened his eyes
as II little startled.
"By George' he exclaimed, "you are like
one Of them though. It never struck me be-
FORE
more, with slight tremor in his voice.
"Why, Fitzpatrick, to be sure" answered
Hon. Frank, unhesitatingly. "Its those
blessed whislsers, think You've got 'em
docked exactly as he has"
With sad heart Captain baltimore left
his friends quarters and went to his own.
He bitterly felt that his last faint hope was
| gone and his much-loved and much-admired
whiskers must also go. He went to his
dressing-room and gazcd gloomily into the
mirror and caressed again and again the
dear bristles, as he used to do in happier
times. Alas, they were doomed! If he had
been braver man ho might have clung to
them, but he was timid and would rather
part even with them than with his life.
He took up his razor to remove them, but
his heart failed him, and he put off the
dreaded moment yet little while. He had
laid down the fatal instrument and walked
about the room depressed and miserable,
hour after hour. The shades Of evening were
beginning to fall, when a desperate resolve
entered his mind. He determined as q last
hope, to go out to the barracks to walk
about the streets until mess hour, and see
If any one noticed him, or by any word or
sign showed that he was taken for Mr.. Kill
patrick.
With trembling heart he left the bar
racks and hurried along the river quay. He
was approaching the western wing of the
-Four Courts, when q ruffianly fellow who was
standing at the end of one Of the lanes which
ran up north from the Liffey, cried out at
him: "Bad luck to We for murtherin' vii
lain!
With a wild start Captain baltimore turned
round and faced the rough.
"Hi!" yelled the scoundrel up the lane.
''Hi, come down wild We. Shure, here's Kill
lin Fitzpatrick, the coercionistl Come and
We'll bate him."
Captain baltimore did not stay to explain
nor stop to be "bate." With lightning speed
he turned i'll his course, and, darting off to.
ward the royal barracks, soon reached the
friendly shelter of their walls.
Flushed, breathless and panic-stricken, he
hurried up to his dressing-room, and, seizing
his razor, cleared his face of his whiskers
before it had regained it's color. Then he
paused and gazed at himself in the glass. He
was no longer the same man; much of his
glory had departed; but, under tho circum
stances, he did not regret it. He felt sorry
but satisfied
AS he gazed sadly at his image in the
glass, 1t occurred to him that he would have
to give his brother officers some explanation
OF his accession to their wishes. 1t would
not do to tell them the real story; for 6
soldier to shave through fear would, he
felt, be disgraceful. What, then, should he
say2 He set about inventing plausible
tale, and only settled upon it when the din
, ner hour arrived.
Hurriedly finishing his toilet he went tt
, the mess-room. He was little late in ar
irving, and when, blushing and hesitating
7 he entered, all the other officers were there
, The moment his face was seen roar o.
laughter went up from the table. Roal
after roar followed, while Captain baltimore
stood speechless, crimson to the hair. Al
last it became sufficiently quiet to permit O.
, his speaking.
"I'm glad" he said with siclsly smile
'that my act has met with your approval
Another burst of merriment was the an
> swer. When it Gained down Captain DALI
more heard Major Berkeley's voice.
T "Colonel' - he said, as he wiped the tear
out Of his eyes, ''O'Sherry has won."
Eyes, yes, and gloriously," replied tn,
= Colonel, still laughing; che has done il
> three days what the whole regiment failet
! to do in twice as many years"
T A horrible thought flashed upon Captain
Dallimore's brain. Hurrying up to Lieuten
ant Terrington he whispered to him:
''Tell me, Frank, what does all this mean?'
"Why, man." answered the Hon. Frank
still shaking with laughter, 'why, man
, don't you see2 You're no more like Kill
. patrick than you are like the Prince o
Wales. It's all a trick of O'Sherry's. H,
: bet the Colonel pony that if we'd assis
: him he'd make you shave inside week, ant
that's the way he did it."