Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-06-13


an envelope already addressed to M.
Armand Lascelles, No. - Rue Royale,
the other she handed to Dawson. 1t
was addressed in neat and delicate
feminine hand TO Col. Braxton, Jackson
Barracks.
'Now, Dawson, ye can't see her this
day, and she don't want we till you can
come over here sober. Off wild we now
to barracks. They're all out at inspec.
ton yet, and will be for an hour. Lay
this with the colonies mail on his desk,
and thin go you to your own. Come to
me this afthernoon for more dhrink if
ye can tell me what he said and did
when he read it. No! no more liquor
now. Thatu brace we till dinner-time,
| and more would make We dhrunk.''
Miserably he plodded away down the
1evee, while she, his ruler, throwing
on huge, dirty white sun-bonnet, fol-
| lowed presently in his tracks, and
| Swallowed him until she saw him safely
| reach the portals of the barracks after
one or two fruitless scouts into way
side bars in hope of finding some one
| to treat or trust him to drink. Then,
retracing her steps a few blocks, she
rang sharply at the lattice gate open
beyond which could be seen the white
pillared veranda of long, low, south
| ern homestead. A grinning negro boy
| answered the summons.
cts you, is it, Alphonse? Is your
| mistress at home?''
"No; gone town-chez Nine d'Her-
Willy"
''Mme. Devilleasc, is it? Very we'll;
c1- - -. 4
it in your masters hands before the
cathedral clock strikes twelve, or yell
suffer. There's a car in tree minutes :"
And then, we'll content with her
| mornings work, the consort of the
senior first lieutenant of Light Battery
"X" "a dame whose credentials were
too clouded to admit of her reception
or recognition within the limits of a
regular garrison, where, indeed, to do
him justice, Mr.. Doyle never wished to
see her, or, for that matter, anywhere
| else) betook herself to the magnolia
shaded cottage where she dwelt be-
| yond the pale of military interference,
and some hours later sent 'Louette to
say to Doyle she wanted him, and
| Doyle obeyed. In his relief at finding
the colonel had probably forgot
| CSA Gllo LOT winch
he expected punishment, in bliss
full possession of Mr.. Warnings
| sitting-room and supplies now that
Warning was absent, the big Irishman
was preparing to spend the time in
drinking his juniors health and whisky
and discoursing upon the enormity of
his misconduct with all corners, when
Ananias entered and informed him
L L. L II l. L L
see him-"lady" being the euphem-
ism of the lately enfranchised for the
females of their race. It was 'Louette
with the mandate from her mistress, a
mandate he dared not disregard.
"Say I'll be along in a minute" was
his reply, but he sighed and swore
heavily, as he slowly reascended the
stair. ''Give me another dhrinl1,
smut" he ordered Ananias, disregard
ing Ferry's suggestion: ''Better drink
no more till after dark" Then, swal-
lowing his potion, he went lurching
down the steps without another word.
Ferry and Pierce stepped to the gal
lery and gazed silently after him as he
veered around to the gate leading to
the old war hospital Enclosure where
the battery was quartered. Already
i
"Keeps his head pretty well, even
after his legs are gone,'' said Ferry.
"Knows too much to go by the sally
port. Hes sneaking out through the
back gate
"Why, what does he go out there for,
when he has the run of Warnings side
board?"
"Oh, didn't you hear? She sent for
him.
"That's it, is it? Sometimes I won
der which one of those two will kill
the other"
"Oh, he wouldn't dare. That fellow
is an abiect coward in the dark. lie
believes in ghosts, spoolzs, banshees
and Swraiths-everythin uncanny-
and she'd haunt him if he laid his
hands on her. There's only one thing
that he'd be more afraid of thai
Bridget Doyle living, and that would
be Bridget Doyle dead"
"Why can't he get rid of her? Wha
hold has she on him? This things al
internal scandal as it stands. She
only been here a month or so, ant
everybody in garrison knows all abou
her, and these doughboys don't max
any bones about chatting us on on
lady friends"
"Wel, everybody supposed he ha'
got rid of her years ago. He shook he
when he was made first sergeant, jus
; before the war. Why, I've heard som
of the old stagers say there wasn't
finer looking soldier in all the regi
ment than Jim Doyle when he Marie
that specimen at Brownsville. Doyle
too, supposed she was dead until afte
he got his commission, then she REAP
peared and laid claim to him. 1t woul
have been an easy enough matter fiv
years ago to prove she had forfeite
: all rights, but now he can't. The
!, she's got some COMPOUNDED hold o
him, don't know what, but it's Kill
ing the poor beggar. Good thing &c
!, the regiment, though; SO let it 60"
"Oh, l don't care a rap how 500
we're rid of him or her-the sooner tn
-, better; only hate to hear these fe
. lows laughing and sneering about Mr.
Doyle" And here the young fello'
> hesitated. FERRY, you know I'm 6
. fond of Sam Warning as any of you.
. liked him better than any man in h