Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-10-16

Yankee Doodle and call it marcaroni
vet. It don't look half 80 dark to me
now as it did in the Ticonderogy times.
Did ever tell you the story how the
Frenchmen and their cussed Indians
mauled me there'"
ssIt's coming. / knew 1t would, !"
thought Peter at the beginning OF this
sentence, land I did not bring any cot
ton to plug my ears!"
swell" continued Put, without wait
ing for his companions answer, II
shall have TO tell my tale another time,
for here comes my orderly with papers
to sign. You remember Sergeant Lin
coin, don't you, Skerrett?"
stI should not remember much In this
world, if he had not saved my lie and
nv memory for me. Shall tell you my
story. short? Scene Bunker Hill. A
British beggar with baggonet makes q
point at Peter Skerrett's reoel buttons
on his left breast. Rebel Sergeant Lin
coin twigs, describes circle with a
musket's butt. Scene II-Bunker Hill.
A British beggar on his back sees stars
and points upward with his Baggonet at
those brass buttons on the blue sky. In
the distance two pair OF heels are seen
these" says Peter, lifting his own,
'and yours, Sergeant Lincoln. Ana
that's what call model story"
"Ne ouid minis, certainly. Not
word to spare, sir, SAID the selsean''
taking Peters proffered hand.
He was a slender, quiet, elderly man.
Perhaps prematurely aged by care or
campaigning or wound, rather IMAM
old. He handed his papers to the gen.
eral and withdrew.
~ guess I've got the only orderly IN
the Continental army that can talk
Latin" said Put, proud as If this pos
session made julius Caesar OF himself
Lincoln must have been school-
master before he listed"
"There's no flavor OF birch ABOUT
him." Skerrett rejoined. "Perhaps ne
stepped out Of pulpit to take the
sword"
"He don't handle the sword very
kindly. He's brave enough"
''But not bloody" interjected Peter
"No. There's men enough that can
souint along barrel and drop redcoat
and sing out, 'Hooray: another Duily
gonep-but not many like my orderly,
that can tell you why a redcoat has got
TO be a bully and why we're doing our
duty to God and man by droppln on en-
I tell, you, he in the ranks to keep the
mems sperits is with more than gen.
erals | could name with big applettes
on their backs"
SIS that the reason why he stays In
the ranks and does not ask Tor epau'
| lettes?"
HE might have had them long ago,
| but he's shy of standing up for himself
I guess he's some time or other ben
wounded in his mind and all the lmpu-
| dence has run out at the wownd."
"Iiberty, preserve me from such
phlebotomyw devoutedly CALCULATED
Peter. "But has the sergeant been with
you all this time?"
with my division. But l did not
have him with me in Westchester.
stationed him here to look after the
stores and put recruits through the mo-
tions. Now. major, l must look al
! these papers. Come TO council OF war
tomorrow and give US good word.
We shall want all we can get. The new:
gets worse and worse. This very morn
ing General Tyron-spiteful dog-has
been Wandering this side Of Peekskill
and burning up poor devil OF village
at the lower edge Of the highlands"
larson is shabby warfare" said
| Peter, taking leave.