Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1894-02-14
VETERAN AND PLEBE.

IL WIS nearly HOou ab western lorC
with "mixed garrison" and the morn
ing drill and reading of the mail having
been gone through with, everybody was
waiting for something to break the ever
lasting monotony. Lieutenant Toney
Rucker came out of the rookery known
as the bachelors quarters and started
jauntily down the officers line, bearing
in his hand kite constructed on the
most approved plan as remembered by
him, and in building which he had
awakened many fond memories of "kite
time" to which, as boy, he had looked
forward with happy anticipation each
year.
He was Immediately surrounded by
the abundant supply of small boys from
the officers quarters, all of whom were
anxious for the kite. He picked out
young Arthur because the boy was SO
fond of sport and never cried when
thrown from his pony, but young Smart,
of the cavalry, lounging on the bachelors
piazza, stirred up "Mr." Dawdle, of the
infantry, by remarking, "You will get
left, Plebe, for there goes Toney boot
licking that boy again, and he is sure Of
an invitation to tea, and you know what
that MEANS"
"That boy" was the captains son, and
the captains wife had young lady sis
ter visiting her, whom Toney had al
ready escorted for a ride on troop
horse, much to the disgust of Mr.. Daw-
die, who received sweet goodby from
the young lady, but was furious at the
parting shot of $50 long, Doughboy,"
from Toney.
But this is all by play to the kite story.
Toney took out of his pocket a ball of
cord, borrowed from the commissary
sergeant for the occasion, Strengthened
out the kite tail, made of old yellow
stripes cut from scouting trousers.
Everything being ready, he called out:
"Hold her, my son, and | will run her
up for you and then she is yours"
Toney started in quarter race time, en-
couraged by frantic yells from the boys;
but, alas, just as Arthur's young aunt
was merrily applauding from the plaza
cowardly fashion, and the faster Toney
ran the more it ducked.
"Sumpen's the NATTER said Arthur.
"'Taint got the right sort O. tail" said
another; site rock to her." and many
similar pieces of advice came from all
the boys at once.
By this time the piazzas were filled
with spectators, and the men waiting
for mess call sailed out on the barrack
porches to see the fun, when old
Major Stuffy started toward the boys
with that important air which he
thought becoming to one so old, "be
gad, dragons, before the war, sirl'
81 say, Toney, you want to shorten
up the center bride, and make her
stand on the wind like this" said the
old major, taking hold of the kite.
Toney, who was puzzling his mind as
to where he could get more kite tail
without tearing up his only extra pair
of sheets, looked up and remarked,
"Well, old man, what do you know
about kites, anyway"
Now Major Stuffy had always been
very partial to Toney, and showed it by
always joking with him, while swelling
with i'll fitting dignity in his intercourse
with all the subalterns. The old gentle
mans nerves had been little shaken
for few days because the infantry
colonel and the brevet major general
commanding the post-"one of those
demned volunteers, you know''-had
added insult to injury by sending him
an order not to drive any more govern
ment horses in his private conveyance.
Toney's light and airy remark upset the
major completely, and he was on the
point of venting his rage on him, when
who of all others should come strolling
out but the commanding officer himself.
He who had won his stars for bravery
and conspicuous services from Perry
vile to Resaca certainly ought to know
all about kites.
The excitement on the parade was too
much for the old gentleman, and dis
missing his orderly to dinner, he raised
his sun umbrella and remarked to his
excellent spouse, 81 will go and show
them how to put up "a kite" The very
idea seemed to make him young again,
and he threw out his chest and squared
his shoulders as if he were going to take
new lease of life. He joined the group
around the kite and Major Stuffy braced
himself pompously and saluted with an
air which plainly said, "l'il stand me
ground, be gad, sir"
"How do you do, Mr.. Rucker?' said
the general blandly 81 see that your
kite don't work right, and'-
ut will be all right in moment, sir.
have sent to the troop tailor for more
tail"
"But, Mr. Rucker, when was boy"
Che retires for old age next year, 1--WE
never made long tails; you just split the
pieces you have and tie some knots in
them. Then shorten up the bride and
make her stand so"-