San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-31

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made at the outset.
For two days following the adjourn
ment of the court Fort Ryan was fairl
in a ferment Schonberg, terrified by
the jeers of his townspeople into the De
lief that he was to be prosecuted fol
perjury, had slid away on nlght tralI
-'gone to purchase goods in st. LOUIS
said his unhappy spouse. Welsh, the
MARTYR. had essayed to desert the same
night. and. as cat plays with mouse,
old KENYON had let him go until the IN
tent was made plain by his boarding the
eastward bound train in civilian dress,
and then had had him hauled off by two
stalwart infantrymen and, incidentally,
by the nape of his neck, and once more
| Welsh was remanded to his familiar
haunt-the guard house at Ryan. This
time a still more serious charge was
hanging over his head-that of assault
ing a n-commissioned officer in dis
charge of his duty, for Corp. Brent had
recognized him as his assailant the in
slant he heard his voice. So had another
witness. 1t was Georgia Marshall who
turned to Kenyon the moment Welsh
had finished his testimony and said, 81
have heard that man speak before" and
who unhesitatingly declared after Goss
appeared that though by sight she could
identify neither man, by voice she knew
that the one who had assaulted the
corporal of the guard that night was
not Goss, but Welsh. Then Welsh him
self broke down.
Such was the feeling against him
among the men, such We're the threats
which he could not but hear as he lay
in his barred cell, that he begged to be
allowed to see the commanding officer.
He was in fear for his life-poor devil!
and indeed nothing but the discipline so
derided of the newspapers saved him
from the tarring and feathering and rid
ing on rail that the soldiers were wild
to give him. In piteous accents he i'm
plored Kenyon to have him sent away,
even to prison at Leavenworth. He
would plead guilty to desertion, guilty
to theft, guilty to assault, guilty to any
thing, if the major would only get him
away from the terrible scowls and curses
Of his erstwhile companions. Only if
;he major would but believe him, he
,eally had never struck the corporal at
Ill; he had hurled the pepper in his eyes
md run. Brent, blinded and raging,
lad rushed in pursuit, and had struck
lis head against the sharp edge of the
,rick pillar at the south end of the troop
barracks. Very possibly this was true;
or the cash was deep and jagged.
And Brent was convalescine rapidly,
,ut between the ladies of the Lane, Bro
lie, Cross and Graves households stood
n danger of being killed with kindness.
There was just the least little spark of
ealOusy among the women of the in
antry because it was to comparative
tranger that he should have revealed
us identity, and by her be brought to |
he front at SO supreme a moment. But
was Miss Marshall who had been
realty interested in his case from the
cry night of his mishap, and she and
lrs. Lane had been most kind and as
iduous in their attentions to him dur
ng his days Of suffering.
When he heard of the charges against |
lieut.. Hearn, and of the outrageous fall
ification of the. ,3w, Schonberg, his de-
to conceal his name was at
asst overcome, and to Miss Marshall and |
o Dr. Ingersoll he told his story. His
ather's sudden and lamentable death at |
he hands of the Apaches had left him |
10 alternative but to make over to his |
lister every cent that had been boarded |
Up and set aside for his education-ev- |
ry cent that was his by the old soldiers
then, leaving with her the lit.
lie box that contained the captains pa
,ers and letters, and quitting college he
vent to New York and enlisted, chOos-
ne the infantry service rather than the
;avalry, because his fathers old friends
md associates were mainly in the latter,
md though he had seen none of them
ince his boyhood days, he thought rec
ignition not impossible, and he deter
mined to make his own way and owe
lothing to any man.
I'm glad he came to u.s." said old
Kenyon. I'D do pretty much anything
o see him in any other profession, but
IS he is bound to be soldier I'll do all
can to place candidate alongside his
lame on our muster roll, and then it
would be just my luck to find him COM
in the cavalry"
But if there was excitement at Ryan,
ust fancy the feelings of the officers
md men in the Eleventh, now 200 miles
way in the Indian Territory, when the
etters came detailing the events OF the
asst day of that court martial-Schon-
1erg's exposure, Brent's unwilling,
Welsh's disgrace, Hearn's undoubted