Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-01-11

II wish the colonel WOulu keep sucn
people away from the reservation.
That man likes to be impudent, Capt.
Brodie says. He was put off the reser-
walton some years ago and ordered never
to came on again. He was caught
smuggling LIQUOR to the men, and had
been for months lending them money at
scandalous interest, and every one
knew, and knows now, that he has the
worst kind of influence over them. In
deed, Mrs Morris, | wish the colonel
would keep him out, although suppose
some of the men-the most vicious
among them-would go TO his place in
town whenever they wanted money or
liquor. He probably ventures out here
because the Eleventh has just come to
the garrison, and he suppoSes Col. Nor
ris to be in ignorance of his character
and of the orders that had been given
by his predecessor. Maj. Kenyon knows
him well enough, and the colonel of the
til cavalry gave strict orders that he
should not even be allowed TO cross the
bridge. But then none of your regi-
ment knows him, suppose"
Mr.. Hearn knows him, Mrs. Brodie, y
promptly spoke young lady who wore
not inconspicuously the gold crossed
rifles of the infantry.
why, how can that be when he has
been here no longer than the other Off
GERS of the ELEVENTH." was the immedi-
ate reply.
"He was stationed here the winter
following his graduation. He was still
an additional second Lieutenant then.
You remember he did not get his pro-
motion to the Eleventh until nearly a
Fyear after he left the Point. At least
that is what Mr.. McDonough says"
And Mr.. McDonough being the owner
of the crossed rifles, the daSmel bushes
bccomingly.
"Oh, | remember" answered Mrs.
Morris. ''Mr. Hearn told us he had
been stationed here for one winter; but
he didn't seem TO like it much then"
wasn't Mr.. Hearn a little wild in
those days?" inquired Mrs Brodie. at
seems to me l have heard as much from
some of the townSpeople. You've no
idea what gosSipS they are. Why, I've
learned ever so much about your prede-
cessors, the he, that never dreamed
of before they left. A good deal about
Mr.. Hearn; too" And the lady looked
tentatively at Mrs. Lane, as though in
viting further question. But glancing
an instant from that young matron'S
flushing face she finds Miss MarshallS
big dark eyes fixed upon her with Il
scrutiniZing, penetrating expression tnat
in some way diSheartens her. Il beg
pardon though, she hastenS to say 81
think have heard Mr.. Hearn and Capt
Lane were particular friends. OF course
all this happened long ago, and he has
probably outlived his youthful propensi-
ties"
Il never heard of Mr.. Hearn as any
thing but most dutifnl and excellent
officer" said Mrs. Lane quietly. capt.
Lane is very fond of him."
Certainly if he had been dissipated
man, or gambler, or-anything else
says Mrs. Morris, with proper spirit,
''my husband would have been apt TO
know it; but
"Oh, it wasn't that" interpoSed Mrs.
Brodie. And just at that instant three
or four officers came cantering up the
slope, taking advantage of brief rest
TO paw their devoirs TO the fair specta-
tors.
Miss Marshall noted that, as this
group approached, the buggy with its
objectionable occupants drove slowly
away in the direction Of the fort. Half
an hour later, as they were bowling rap
idly homeward over the hard prairie
road, they came upon the infantry bat
TALON, also SkirmShing. Everybody
but the guard seemed out at drill, and
the post was practically deserted. En-
tering the Garrison limits Cassius, the
colored coachman, guided his bays down
the slope between the guard house and
the post traders store and then up the
incline to the southwest gate, preferrlng
this road to going along the garrison in
front of the barracks of the men. The
ladies were chatting blithely, but both
Miss Marshall and Miss Wharton noted
that the buggy with the gray horse, was
halted at the store railing, and at the
door stood two men in civilian dress
and a third in the undreSS uniform OF
the cavalry.
All three stared intently at the occu-
pants of the barouche with that singular
expression of mingled impudence and
familiarity which is so marked Il char
acteristic of the street loaferS always
hanging about the corners OF certain
thoroughfareS of our western cities,
where the police are not yet instructed
i'm those rules of civilization whice re-
l0uire such parties to be moving on. AS
the ladies were whirled by Mr.. Schon-
berg was seen to wink eXpressively, ana
the soldier, dark faced, beetle proved
fellow. with his hands in his pockets,
looked after them and grinned.
GLOW annoyed Mr.. Hearn would be,
said Miss Wharton, ''if he could have
seen that performance"
"What do you mean, Lucy Ihose
horrid men again?" asked her sister;
who, being on the back seat with Mrs
Lane. had not seen the soldiers face al
ter they passed him by.
1.-The men are impairment, certainly;
one expects nothing better OF that class
of people. but all the soldiers are so re-
spectful and courteous TO our ladies',
generally, it is pleasure TO meet them.
Haven't you noticed how different they
are from-wel. from that one, Miss
MARSHALL"
yes. indeed, not only here, but in the
old artillery barracks where once visit
ed. am sure Mrs. Curtis, my cousin,
knew the name of every man in the two
batteries, and always had pleasant
word for them when we met. Ihey al
WAYS took off their caps. though some oil
the old sergeantS, 10 be sure, saiuted
inst as they would TO an officer. IhlS
man was a contrast to the general rule.
perhaps he is not OF our regiment,
suggested Mrs. Lane, land does not
know the ladies"
.Unluckily he is of ours said Mrs.
Wharton. THAT is Welsh, OF c troop,
and he was Capt. Blauyelt'S striker.
Mr.. Wharton says he is bad character
and that there was something very
strange about the way the captain kept
him by him all the time he was here
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