Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1890-05-16


"That's what l want to know" he re-
sponded, mendaciously. "When l woke
up next morning, the whole thing was
dream, and ] couldn't fix the fellow at
all"
There was chorus of disappointment
and indignation. The idea OF spelling
such gem of a sensationl But Blake
took it all complacently until he got
home. Then it began to worry him.
Was it possible that she knew he was
there?
That night there was a disturbance in
the garrison. Just after 10 o'clock, and
while the sentries were calling off the
hour. a woman's shricks and cries were
heard over behind the quarters of Com
pauy b and close to the cottage occupied
by Lieut.. Hayne. The officers of tho
guard ran to the spot with several men,
and found Private Clancy struggling
and swearing in the grasp of two or
three soldiers, while Mrs. Clancy was
imploring them not to let him go-he
was wild like again; it was drink; he had
the horrors, and was batin her while
she was tryin to get him home. And
C!ancys appearance bore out her words.
lie was wild and drunken, but he swore
he meant no harm; he struggled hard
for freedom; he vowed he only wanted
to see thc lieutenant at his quarters; and
Mr.. IIayne, lamp in hand, had come
upon the scene and was striving to quiet
the woman, who only screamed and pro-
tested the louder at his quiet order
the soldiers released Clancy, and the
man stood patient and subordinate
Did you want to see me, Clancy
asked Mr., Hayne.
"Asliin' yer pardon sir, did, T." began
the man, unsteadily, and evidently strug-
Cling with the fumes Of the liquor he had
been drinking; but before he could speak
again, Mrs. Clancy's shrieks rang out on
the still air:
ooh, for the love of God, how'd him,
some o yesl He'll kill him! He's mad,
l say! Shure It's that know him best.
Oh, blessed Vargin, save us! Don't let
him loose, Misther loster!' she screamed
to the officer of the guard, who at that
moment appeared on the full run.
"What's the troube?" he asked, breath
Iesslv.
CLANCY seems to have been drinking,
and wants to talk with me about some
thing, MIR. Foster" said Hayne, quietly.
"IIe belongs to my company, and | will
be responsible that lie goes home. 1t is
really Mrs. Clancy that is making all the
trouble"
ooh, for the love of God, hear him,
now, whin the man was tearin' the hair
o. me this minute! Oh, how'd him, men.
Shure It's Capt. Rayner wud niver let
him go.
"What's the matter, Mrs. Clancy?T
spoke quick, stern voice, and Rayner,
with face white as sheet, suddenly stood
in their midst.
"Oh, God he praised, IFS here We are,
captin! Shure it's Clancy, sir, drunk,
sir, and runnin' round the garrison, and
batin' Inc, sir.
Take him to the guard house, Mr..
Foster was the stern, sudden order.
Not a word, Clancy" as The man strove
to speak. on with him, and if he
gives you any trouble. send for me"
And as the poor fellow was led away,
silence fell upon the group. Mrs. Clancy
began vail of mingled relief and mis-
cry, which the captain ordered her &c
cease and go home. More men came
hurrying TO the spot, and presently the
officer of the day. at is all right now,
said navner TO the latter. zone of my
men-ClanCv-wa out here drunk and
raising row. | have sent him to the
guard house. Go back to YOUR quarters
men. Come, captain, will you WALL
over home with me?'
"Was Gfr. Hayne here when the row
occurred?" asked the cavalryman, look
ing as though he wanted TO hear some
thing from the young officer who stood
a silent witness.
Il don't know" replied Hayner 1T
makes no difference, captain II is moi
Il case Of witnesses. l shan't prefer
charges against the man. Gomez AnG
lie drew linn hastily away.
IIayne stood watching them as they
disappeared beyond the glimmer of hi:
lamp Then hand was placed on hi.
arm:
did you notice Capt. Rayner's face
his lips? He was ashcn as death"
Come in hero with me-" was the re-
ply; and, turning, IIayne led the posi-
surgeon into the house.
| n 'gnti oil In, Tttr. .i.,,,