San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-23

too much OF thafIfoIh you!~ 10 instant
ly to your quarters, and stay there. You
got excused from drill on account of ill
ness, and you know perfectly well the
troop rule. You have no business to leave
the barracks, much less to be drinking
here"
The doctor didn't give me any such
orders" muttered Welsh, still hanging
back, land he's my commanding officer
today"
For all answer Mr.. Eearn sprang
quickly forward, grasped the coat collar
OF the soldier in muscular hand, and,
without violence but with quick deter
mination, marched him forth into the
| sunshine.
by Cd, lieutenant, you'll pay for
this!" screamed Welsh. 81 don't allow
any man to lay hands on me-" And then
| the instant he was released he turned
and shook his clinehed fist at his Young
| superior. Before another word could be
said the corporal of the guard with a
| couple OF men, answering the signal of
| the officer of the day, came bounding to
| the spot.
| Take that man to the guard house."
said Capt. Brodie, boiling over with in
dignation. IN attend to this case, Mr..
Hearn. witnessed the whole thing"
And, swearing and struggling in the
grasp of the guard, Welsh was led away.
Brodie saw him safely landed in the
| guard room, then turned back to the
store. The two civilians, who had ST.
| lently witnessed this scene, were ex-
changing significant glances from time
to time and some low whispered words.
His names Brodie," Schonberg was
| heard to say. You've got Hearn."
But when the officer of the day re-
appeared at the doorway they turned
their backs and were apparently alb
sorbed in the discussion of the cocktails
which the barkeeper somewhat grudg-
| ingly set before them. Brodie took a
| good look at the pair, but, as they care
| fully refrained from showing their faces,
| he remained but moment at the door
way, and then, with dissatisfied shake
of the head, turned and walked over to-
| ward the garrison.
The trumpet was loudly pealing order
| ly call few minutes later as the men
came marching up from stables, their
sabers clanking and their spurred heels
| ringing along the road. The instant the
ranks were broken in front of the bar
racks rush was made by dozens of their
number for the cool refreshment of the
| traders beer, and the bar was speedily
crowded with their stalwart, dust COW
cred forms and ringing with their jovial
voices. Some of them looked askance at
the strangers, but Schonberg assumed an
| air of joyous good fellowship.
Just in time, boys" he called aloud.
Come right up and have it with me.
Here, Billy, ask all these gentlemen to
take glass Of beer. always swore by
the cavalry, anyhow; didn't |, Billy?
That's right, boys; fill 'em all up; and
when you get into town come around
and see my place" And with that he
began distributing printed business cards
among them.
Some of the men accepted the cards
and the profered hospitality; others
seemed to hang back. One or two nom
commissioned officers drew away to one
side by themselves and signaled to the
barkeeper that they wished to be served
privately and not included in the Israel
ties treat.
Meantime Capt. Brodie had gone in
search of the commanding officer. The
roll of the drum and the peal of the
trumpet sounding mess call speedily
emptied the bar of the blue bloused
throng. But Mr.. Schonberg and his
companion had been drinking just
enough to be aggressively hospitable.
The next thing that Kirby knew the
former was lurching around the build.
ing with his friend in tow, and to his
consterna ion made as straight as his
legs would permit for the door of the
officers club room. Three or four of
the young gentlemen were still there,
slipping 'shandygaf' and glancing
through the papers. These looked up in
evident surprise at the flushed features
and fashy attire of the stranger who so
confidently and joyially entered, his
companion following closely in his wake.
"G'mornin'. gen'lem'n, exclaimed Mr..
Schonberg, holding forth a pudgy hand
and beaming elfusively upon Lieut.. Lee.
Welcome to Fort Ryan, genlem'n.
Permit me to 'ntr'duce m'seif, Mr. Levi
Schonberg, n THIS my partic-ic-rr
frsen' MIR. Abrams-Mr. Abrrns. of Chi
cago, gen'lem'n. Miss'r Abrams, THIS
my frien'-Lieuten'n t-I-I ,lidn't catch
y'r name, sir"
my name is Lee" said chat young
man shortly, and withdrawing the hand
of which Mr.. Schonberg had possessed