Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1896-08-07
AFTER MANY DA Us.


some a specimen of young England @ feet
II in flannels) as you would meet any day
between Port said and the gulf of Alden.
His face showed that he was trimming
over with matter of weighty Importance,
so / gathered myself together and prepared
to listen and advise thereon, for, being an
old stager was used to the condolences of
subalterns
"Fact is, I've been hard hit, " began the
dragoon sitting down on the deck.
Miss Stanton?' l inquired sympathet-
ically, for that young woman, on her way
TO marry planter had worked havoc
among the unapirupriAtCd masculine
hearts.
"Nuss stanton No mean the wom-
an who sits next you at tahle--tho one with
the beautiful eyes.
"My cabin companion, Mrs Trindcr
She is probably going out to join her hus-
band. added warninSly
ooh. no; she's widow Hunt of the
Fourth told ne all about it. He has an
uncle who has place close to old Trinder's,
and he-lIunt, l mcan-kncw them quite
well by sight Old I1iLder was old enough
to be her father. He made Il pile in cotton
or something of the sort and died last
year. "
"Wcll you know more about her than 1
do Though she is my cabin companion
1 haven't found her particularly So
ciable'-
"That's just it. One doesn't get any
'forardcr with her; she won't talk to any
body.
"Well, don't see how can make her.
"But if you were to ask her to tea OF
something of the sort
"And ask you to meet her, of courseY I
And proceeded to scribbo note to Hunt
of the Fourth in consideration of his uncle
having known old 1rinder
Somehow that tea was not a success, al
though the cook surpassed himself in tea
cakes. and that subtle flavor of stewed
cockroachcs that pervades all ships tea
was reduced to minimum.
Hunt of the Fourth contributed many
anecdotes of his uncle, who knew old
Trinder, but Mrs. Trinder would not be
drawn into conversation. She answered
the dragoon's prattle with mOnosyllablcs
her eyes fixed on the misty horizon, where
the mountain range of Sinai was dimly
visible.
The sound of the dressing bell broke up
the party, leaving the dragon bafflcd in
his object, but more in love than ever He
was one of those men who take the COM
plant seldom but badly, and Mrs Trinder
with her slim figure, big cy,,, sweet smile
and monOsyllablcs, was in his eyes the per-
lection of WOmdnhOOd And Mrs Trinder
was a lucky woman. for l had known the
dragon intimately for ten years and could
not have wished for better husband my
self.
"Nou II come ashOrc?' said the dragon
four days later as we steamed slowly into
nm .4 \ Itt. of in,
fants surrounded the ship, chanting in
unison their chorus Of "have "A dive"
while hoatloads of woolly headed vendors
of ostrich eggs, feathers and carved curios
from the interior prepared to squeeze their
victims.
consented, for "A coaling ship is not a
delectable place; but, in spite OF al pervad-
ing dust, Mrs Irinder could not be per
suaded to accompany us, and we left her
surrounded by Il swarm of native mcr-
chants who with unerring instinct,
marked her as an easy prey.
The journey to the empty tanks was
jolly and dusty as ever. Having inspected
the few trees, we commenced our descent.
and i'm so doing came across the worst
tenn cred man. In the course of an event
full life il has been my misfortune to for
gather with many bad tempered mortals,
but this one could give points to any two
other men of my acquaintance and beat
them, and that is saying a good deal, for
there 5 nothing like! residence in the east
for fraying uut the edges Of ones temper,
even those ut coNchaI.jod civilians
He was an i'll favored, unwholesome
looking individual, with puffy checks and
watery eyes, hciokening too great affinity
for the insinuating leg. His carriage had
come to grief on the road, and he was
standing among the debris apostrophizing
the driver and his female /, latiOns to the
third generation in terms That caused my
companions lip to curl with disgust.
From Ole or two expressions borne after
us upon the breeze we learned with sorrow
that he was to be II fellow passenger to
Bombay
On our return to the ship couple of
hours later | found Mrs Trinder sitting in
her cabin among her purchases, wearing a
very frightened expression. She was n
timid little thing and about as fit TO knock
about the world alone as an unfcdged
canary, having e, ldently been kept in a
bandboX all her lite.
"They yeput IA mailman next door" she
began in a low voice. Hes dreadfully
violent. Listenr'
string of Hindoostanee invectives,
substance, and ordinations of "Sahib!
Sahib.' reached our ears through the open
grating that headed the partition walls of
the two cabins, and l recognized the &c
cents of the worst tempered man.
ITS only temper" | said reassuringly
you'll get used to that sort of thing
He's heating his servant, but you may be
sure the boy is we'll paid or he wouldn t
stand IT, II the man swears too loudly,
III speak to the captain"
Beating his servant Ho : dreadful!
Let us go up on deck. "
Outside we came upon the wlite robed
"boy' rubbing his shoulders With a smile
of satisfaction on his face
Sticks l inquired sympat.ctically.
The boy grinned. "Sahib make
plenty bobbery," he replied.
That night, leaning over the n2ow of the
vessel, Watching the glimmcrng, fantastic
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