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

and 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 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
in those rules of civilization which re-
quire such parties to be moving on. AS
the ladies were whirled by Mr.. Schon-
berg was seen to wink eXpressiyely, and
the soldier, dark faced, beetle browed
fellow, with his hands in his pockets,
looked after them and grinned.
'How annoyed Mr. Hearn would be-"
said Miss Wharton, eff he could have
seen that performance
What do you mean, Lucy? Those
horrid men AGAIN. asked her sister; who,
being on the back seat with Mrs. Lane,
had not seen the soldiers face after they
passed him by.
1.-The men are impertinent, certainly;
one expects nothing better of that class
of people, but all the soldiers are so re-
spectful and courteous to our ladies, gen.
orally, it is a pleasure to meet them.
Haven't you noticed how different they
are from-well, from that one, Miss
MARSHALL"
Eyes, indeed, not only here, but in the
old artillery barracks where l 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. They al
ways took off their caps, though some of
the old sergants, to be sure, saluted just
as they would to an officer. This man
was 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 9 troop,
and he was Capt. Blauvelts striker.
Mr.. Wharton says he is a bad character,
and that there was something very
strange about the way the captain kept
him by him all the time he was here
Why isn't he at drill, wonder?"
Possibly he's on guard" said Mrs.
Lane. The guard house is only a
stones throw away"
Hes never far from the guard house, "
laughed Mrs. Wharton, as she sprang
from the carriage at the Lanes gate.
But he's not on guard today, unless he
has taken off his belts. Therel they
have gone into the bar. How | wish
the colonel would close that place."
Half an hour later, all in glow after
their rapid drill, four or FIVE young Of
ficers strobe, laughing and chatting,
into the club room at the store, and
throwing off belts, caps and gaunt-
lets proceeded to bury their mustaches
in the foaming glasses of cool beer
which the attendant promptly supplied.
Over ON the other side of the establish
ment loud voices could be heard in ami
mated talk, and presently Lieut.. Lee
called out to the attendant to close the
door leading into the bar. Mr.. Stone,
the trader, entered at the moment, look
ing trife vexed.
"Those men are making quite racket
in there, Stone. Who are they?' asked
the lieutenant.
"a couple of fellows from town and
Welsh, of c troop"
"Welshv exclaimed Mr.. Heain, who
was glancing over the pages of a late
paper. "Why, he has no business herel
That man is on sick report, under the
doctors care. Has he been drinlling?"
They've all been drinking, more or
,aas. If had known Welsh was on sick
report l would have told Billy not to
cell him anything"
"Why, that man was told that he
must stay in quarters all the time the
command was at drill. It's rule in the
troop when a man is excused from any
duty he must remain in quarters duriRg
the performance of it. Just tell himto
step outside" said the lieutenant. "Say
wish to see him." And picking up his
cap and gauntlets Mr.. Hearn strolled
from the room and went around to the
east front. There, through the open
doorway, the conversation within be-
came distinctly audible, and Capt.
Brodie, of the infantry, who was Of
fcer Of the day, returning from his
morning inspection of the sentries down
about the wood yards, hearing the loud
talk, turned and came rapidly over
toward the store.
"Who do you say wants meY' Welsh's
voice was heard to ask, as he stood I'M
steadily at the bar.
1.-THE lieutenant-Lieut. Hearn, man;
he's waiting for you outside" said the
bartender, in tones that plainly told his
.sHn hn Ill I ain't nnder his ordersi