The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1893-07-06

the first time tho paymaster got round,
and We worked down ttliiiroug ;Apaehe
pass into New Mexico with our hair all
right. We struck the settlements, sold
our horses. and separated. worked
down to FL Paso and went broke on O
monte game. Invent over to Fort Bliss
and took another blanket. l liked
soldering there first rate and got tho
chevrons; but the captain Nbroke' me-
for raising . row down town and
q sgrepser That made me-
mad And Invent On the retired list once
more. That quartermaster sergeant
was daisy, and, as was chum of his,
he socked it to me-charged me with a
six-mule harness. . grindstone, two
spades, . long Tom and . hundred
rounds Of ammunition. just think Of
me hooing it across desert between
QGitman and Davis with = grindstone,
under my arm! Must have thought l.
wanted 1T to sharpen my appetite. L
got q job as teamster at Fort Clark, but.
Ieraasacross fellow knew at Baton
Rogue, and he was always hard up and
had On idea that was q bank, and I
concluded to go east. !
"And then?" I insinuated. !;
d: ''Then," resumed Dick, II guessed I
had all the west wanted I'd awhile, so
I h0nored the artillery. / made mis-
take. was in a fort where you could
see nothing but sea and sand, and
where it was cold enough TO freeze a
brass monkey. Lord! buA the artillery
Is tough and dull, all guard duty and
~polishing; nc. mountains. MOI plains; all
buttons and drill That heavy artil-
lery made flying artillery man of me.
l waited for pay day and LIFT without
leaving my address. Wells my muster
! g 81! caught i They landed me on the
pay ro11 for q caisson and. ffty rounds
Of fixed and strapped ammunition and
other tritles."
Draw it mild, Dick" suggested.
"Well, n they didn't said Dick,
earnestly, "may eF'bobtailed.' I put
out for the west and listed in Coving.
ton in the 'doughboys' again, like q
fool was just in time to DO rounded
up for batch of Johnnies' going to
Montana, the worst lot of fresh fish
ever got into. Tough? Well! say! We
hoofed it all day and stood guard every
other night. We had chap just ap-
pointed from civil life in command,
and e~was scared to death. And the
grub! Well, let that go. We got to
our post and had to build new stables
for the cavalry. Fatigue duty every
day and dress parade every night made
life hardly worth living. Then | was
detailed to guard . railroad survey.
That was exciting, for the Sioux had q
spite against us, but ] concluded thir-'
teen dollars a month was too small q
bet to stake my life against. Four Of;
us said good-by and waltzed for the
railroad, sleeping in ravines by day.
and tramping by night. Once more i
figured a big thief on the muster rolls.
The post quartermaster sergeant sold
six mules to freighter and the team
turned up on my pay roll, with plumber,
enough to start a, suffers store
''Well, 60 on, Dick, y said.
<'Oh, to make q long story short, ii
kept getting in ssnd out all the time.
Had to keep. going and changing my
name, for was always running into
some. fellow that knew me. Not many.
fellows will blow on you s4but you
can't help thinking they Wills Then a
>felloW thlf knows you haze skip
against YOU finds. you very. convenient
TO borrow tobacco from and money, and
. chep winds up by getting out. Now,s
there's Mackey who just, Joined. He
wasswith me in the Nineteenth. was
nervous About him, though he never
pretended to know me; but he owned
up to four himself. I'm going to stick
this time and get out fair and square
with clean discharge, for I'm sick and
tired of running away like q rabbit"
- Dick made o. good soldier and gotta
sergeant's chevrons; but he never
served his enlistment out,f He was
smoking a}cigar in, = saloon in Las
Cruces two years later; when two fel-
lows, had . row and pulled pistols on
each other: : Both fired: One was.
killed and his bullet missed his man
and went through Dicks head, killing
him instantly ;'It& 3J! &zas~stza fsva
I'VE buried him in the little grave
yard there, and every man clipped in
his dollar to put ? stone over. the head
Of poor Dick Brandon, the ''profes-
'siohar skipper Joseph : Smhhy in
Illustrated American.
A Loag-Lived Fly.
Col. Jip Whitecar is 2 yarn spinner
of Considerable note, and, a I nlleS he
can reel of stories BY the yard: Here