Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1893-04-02

sight They haaened on. pausing every
I 30 yards or So 90 lie sin and pant Tor
\ breath. then huIrying on again, quicker
I than before tearing their hcsh against
i the broken ground.
eat last they reached the base Of the
I slope. and Sinking a little way round Il
/ raised their heads and looked back.
Where they were Il was impossible for
thcm 20 be seen from the German
lines
sThey sprang to their feet and broke
into wild race \ dozen steps further
they came face 70 face with an Austrian
field battery
''The demon that had taken possession
Of them bad been growing stronger and
stronger the further and further they bad
He'd. They were not meH. they were ami
mails mad with fear Driven by the same
frenzy that prompted other panic-stricken
creatures 90 once rush down steep place
into the sea. these four men, with a yell
flung themselves sword in hand, upon
the whole battery; and the whole battery.
beWildered by the suddeuness aud uuex-
nectedncss of the attack. thinking the en-
tire battalion was upon them. gave way
and rushed pcllmell down the hill
With the sight Of those flying Aus
TRANS the tclr as Independently as IL
bad come 90 him, LEFT him. and he felt
only desire 20 hack and Kill. The four
stabbing az them as they ran; aud WHOM
the RUSSIAN cavalry came laundering
up they found my young lieutenant and
his three friends had captured two guns
and accounted for half score Of the
enemy
Next day, he was summoned TO head
quarters.
WIN YOU be good enough to rcinem-
Der Tor the future. sir said the chief of
the stan. that bis majesty does not re-
quirc his heuteuauts O. execute maueu-
Nefs ON their own responsibilities. aud
also that 20 attack % battery with three
men Is not war, but damned tomfoolcry
Aou ought TO b ec0urt-martialed. sir."
htn' n somewhat different tones the
oid soldier added, his face softening into
g smiie: However, nlcrtucss and dar-
lhg' my young friend. are good qualities.
especially when crowned with s1cre.ss
~ the Als'riaHs bad once suu.pcdpJ Ina
planting 90 battery Oh that him II witbt
nave been dilhcult 90 dislodgp them
Perhaps. under the circumstances. his
maze " may overlook your iudiscretion.
hs majesty not only overlooked it.
ut he,toMed upon me the iron cross.
cgutluded my friend For the credit of
the army | judged il better 10 Keen Quiet
ana take. But as you can understand.
the sight of it does not recall very pleas
uroble reflections
4" return 10 my diary. / find that on
Nov. H. we we held another meeting
but ~ this there were present only Jcph-
son. MucShIugua and Self" and Of
browns name ] find hpnceforth no fur
Their trace. On Christmas Eve we three
met again. and my notes inform me that
MncShaugnassy nrewod some whisky
punch according To- q recipe OF his own. a
record suggestive ~ a sad Christmas for
ai three OF us. 40 particular business
appears 10 have been accomplished ON
either occasion.
Then thcre Is a break until Feb. 3
and the assemblaCe has shruuk 20 "Ieph-
son and Self. With final flicker as
of dying candle, my diary nt this point
however, grows luminous, shedding much
lght upon chat evenings conversation
Our talk seems 10 have boon of many
things OF most things in fact. except
our novel. Among other subjects we
spoke Of literature generally.
Il am urcd Of this eternal cackle about
books said Jephson, these columns of
criticisms 20 every line of writing: these
endless books about books: these shril
praises und shrill denunciatious: this silly
worship Of novelist Tom: this silly hate of
poet Dick. this silly sQuabhliug over
playwright Harry. There is no sober
ness, no sense In IL ALL One would think
10 listen TO the high priests of culture.
that man was made for literature not
literature for man. Thought existed be-.
fore the printing press; aud the men who
wrote the best hundred books never read
them. Books have their place In the