Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-09-22

ed again" it began.
Yes?' / answered.
"Uh-hu."
went at my copying again. Five
more minutes.
Where's the colonel at?"
Hes SICK"
"oh, he is?" This in the tone Of a
child reading a primer. WHATS the
matter with mp
He's got the grippe"
When'S he comm backq"
In Two or three weeks perhaps"
ooh, damn Quite AZ Won are
might mildly say "Pshaw.
rs there anything can do for vouq"
None" A resumption of +he window
and tobacco. I'm busted again"
so you said"
I've been drunk. too"
We'll you look rather like tn
DO T."
generally tell?"
Very querr," agreed.
Nov | thought looked pretty good,
but l reckon l was off"
You might be worse" 7 consoled
him. I've seen them look worse"
Yes, so have l." The pause was re-
peated. L told you I was busted,
didn't 1? Well, what in blazes do you
suppose told you for?"
Il really can't say"
Can't you, really. Wasn't you never
busted?'
With a truthfulness far greater than
might be generally felt I replied that T
had been sometimes.
well, what do YOU generally want
b%aen you are in hole?"
! Money
That's what I want"
TIE deduction was logical and Oh.
vious. ! felt my nerves trembling and
fell weakly into the net.
Il suppose You want me to lend you
some?'
Nope, but want you to give ma
some. You're going to give me some,
amt you?"
Well, really can't see why I
should"
THE colonel does"
"The colonel may have some reason
for it. Besides how do I know he
Goes?"
Il say so"
why does he help you to go to the
bad?"
1T does .him.more good than it does
me hurt, guess"
| The colonel was not one deliberately
| and in cold blood to care for the Guilt
walton Of his soul; there must be some
other reason, and said so.
Il reckon there is
''What is tt?"
81 done. him a service. once"
''May ask what is VASE"
q just kept his little brother from
gettin' shot"
How was that?"
well, Will You give me a quarter If I
tell you?"
What will you do with it?'s
Get two drinks"
'All right; go on"
That's how l got that arm"
"What arm?" inquired, looking ab
the member.
That. Don't you see l can't bend
| 1t? The piece of shell cut through my
arm and along in here" placing his
pals:ed fingers on his side.
The colonel sat an awful lot OF store
by that brother OF his. His name wasl
Kingsley, and he wasn't more than
eighteen. He was d mighty fine fellow
too. and they told a lot Of stuff about
him having yong wife up there in the
North. They SCI she was the very girl
the colonel was mashed on, too. The
colonel is a good-hearted cuss a9n't he?"
replied with conviction that he was
IF IL had been me and my brother.
I'd have wanted him killed off. / guess,
but the colonel he like TO have went
| crazy every time the yOung5ter got IN
the hot part of a fight. He ser 10 him
once-I heard him-'If YOU should be
| shot. it nd just end Dora and one TINS
they got a letter sayin that Dora had
! little girl. I guess he wasn't as much
in love with Dora as the colonel was
The story came to an abrupt end here.
The veteran was thinking over MS past.
In course Of time me went OH
once. just before the baby was born,
there was a fight, and the colonel coulG
NOT make Kingley stay where IL was
safe The colonel, be- was charging
oround like hen that Matched ducks
an sees i'm swimmin But be coudn
get near his brother. He was by me lot
M minute and he says to ne % keep mas
fool of a boy out Of trouble. Bout zen
minutes later % shell bursJed near us
and l got in front Of Kingsley. Ihal >
! all" ,.,,.
THAT was all. It certainly didn't
sound like much. as the lac0uic old lel-
low mt H. | looked at his face. wh-cl
was TO the last degree, battle SCARED,
as the soldiers say; at his nervous hands
and wagering eyes, his filthy coat and
shapeless hat.
This was all that was left Of hero.
a man who for a mere friend nad !isAe@
death and endured worth than deajh.
| admired character ] could not UNI
darstand Then with the sophistry or
INV race and kind, the mighty virtue OF
small souls / condemned hts Weakness
He was disgusting; a dirty Old drunk
ard a beggar. 100. a man who would ask
Cor = dime 10 get a drink with. lost to an
rrida and sense Of shame. Ii was men
| Of This kind that gave old soldiers sucn
a bad name. ,...4.r
level by degrees. lie was qu'eriHs
with anticipation and the nand OIL ms
good arm was lying on his knee ready
| N he stretched out al a moments no
tice "Whac makes you drink IKE
that9" I fell that the role OF relorher
| d.d not suit me-
Il like it.' o.,
But why don't you try to stop!
"Can't-n0w.
"Wbatever made You start IN
"The pain from the wound. goo
drunk 70 sop &c. and by and by wnen,
il had stopped for good, l could not leo