Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1896-01-15

And now, in spite of the inclemency
Of the weather, the sidewalks of the
square are thronged with men, hurryinS
backward and forward as if their lives
depended on it. There are 200 or SOC
souls in the barracks, and what with
parades Of one kind and sanoth her rides,
drills, fatigues, etc, they have Il busy
time of it. Regina, generally speaking,
is the bette noire of the mounted police
man, 1t is the training school he has TO
pass through before being sent to one
of the far and many outposts scattered
throughout the territories
A. quarter to IL now, and there is
another little group OF men opposite
No. passage ready to fall III before
: the orderly room bugle call sounds
This is. generally speaking, the parade
Of the day, the one round which most
interest centers. For it consists of de
lnqpents, and their individual de-
meanors, under trying aud peculiar cir
Cumstances, present interesting studies
TO the student OF character or psyca0l
ogy. How quickly one can spot the raw
recruit, who with his outwardly uncon
cerned face and hectic laugh, but With
that peculiarly anxious and concentrated
look in his eye betraying him, is about
to go up before his commanding officer
for the first time, to be charged with
the terrible crime lin that he did allow
a horse to break away from him when
leading it to water; on the previous
day, or something of d like reasonable
nature.
Moreover, as there IS no fixed scale
of punishment in this force, q man who
happens to be disliked by u certain Off
Ger may find himself heavily fined or
even imprisoned when another min
goes scot free for a more serious otfenSe.
A certain able and conscientious mem
Der of parliament, however, d year or
two ago, taught certain autOcratic
police officials that there was limit to
despotism in her majesty S service.
1t needs no one to point out the old
offender. There he is, cool as cucunl
Der and with hardihood that positive
ly fills the young recruit aforesaid with
mingled CONSERVATION and awe, chatting
the orderly corporal-not yet confirmed
-.-most numerically. The corporal,
who, upon principle, promptly suppress
es any liberties taken by newcomers Ill
the force, stands somewhat in dread OF
= this great foot 3 giant, who is Il.
carpenter by trade and is known as
Tom. Moreover, the giant is an old
hand and all Irishman to boot. At every
fresh sally-at the corporal's expense
the little crowd in vain endeavors to
suppress the laugh that will break out.
The corporal turns red and tries to as
sert his dignity. but it is of no use.
Tom s wit is too subtle, SO obviously
free from any personal animus toward
the noncom. and so good natured with
al that reprisal is next to impossible.
Suddenly Harry Yorke, the sergeant,
joins the little group and comes to the
rescue of the unhappy corporal.
"Shure, now, thin, We bhlaghart, he
says to Tom, initiating the brogue with
a surprising exactitude, AN is it just
when We will be goin to git another SO
foine up yere shleeve that ye will be
phlaying the goat loike this? But what
are you on the peg this time for, Tom
another drunk
'Dhivil a bhit, sarjint, dhear, an
Swered the Irishman, with an aggrieved
look on his face, SO well simulated in
deed that one or two recruits who stood
looking on and had not sufficient expe-
rience Of Tom felt sorry for him. An
other dhrunk indade! And shure if it
'wir another dhrunk it wud not he
moindin the SO up my shleeve I'm
thinkin I'll git but as it is the oidentl
cal same dhrunk wis foined last week
for it's phlaying it low on the carpen
tir's shop, I'm thinkin. Oh, wlTra, wiz /
"a! And what will my poor ould motA
er say if she hears of this, at all, ut ali I
At this point Tom looked such a pic
k1re of misery that one Of the very young
recruits stammered out Il few broken
words of sympathy. Then Tom s eyes
fairly danced in his head, but he thanked |
the youthful constable politely, with a
look of preternatural gravity on his face
that somewhat mystified the others. Re /
turned to the sergeant and continued:
AN, sarjint, darlin, what will they
be goin to hang We for? An bad luck to
thin by tho same token as does it, SEE
Oi. F."
For allowing q young woman to
leave house III which was during !
the night, Tom, was the somewhat I'M.
wise and unwilling reply Of Harry
Yorke.
At this Tom opened his eyes and
stared at the sergeant in q manner that
was meant to express establishment, dis
appreciation and sort of plying dispar
agement all in one.
"Ochone, ochone, sarjint, dhear, but
it will be sarvin ye right if they take
the sthripes off yere coat for that same,
shure. An what would it be ye wiz lettin
the poor crither go for-an in the
noight? An if it had been mysif now
it's dhivil fut I'd have let her go
leastways ahlone. It's mysilf would
have been comfortin an kapin the puir-
ty mavourneen compiny shure. Shame
on ye for that same, sarjint II Larry g
got my sinse av gallantry himsif, he'll
sock it t:ye an no mistake, an hair on
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