Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1896-04-27
LOVE MY DOG.

Un0 nSnC or an inheritance, having
come down to him from Wentworth
of the same-when the latter had been
ordered away.
Caldwell went into Wentworth s
quarters at once and found Duffy rub
bling up pair of his eX- masters dis
carded boots, with a view to using
them himself. He liked the mans
looks, and he liked the condition OF
the vacated quarters, with their slate
gray painted woodwork, SO he took
the quarters and agreed to take Duffy
at a strikers usual rate of remunera-
ton.
Duffy entered promptly upon his
duties and was entirely satisfactory.
He had no membranes in the way
faithful to degree that was occasion
ally exasperating. For six months
he served Caldwell in singleness of
purpose, having in that time been in :
capacitated only for six days-that is,
for 49 hours after each of the pay
masters visits, and Caldwell knowing
the way of strikers, made no objec-
ton. Duffy slept uproariously in his
rooms, and Caldwell made his own
fires, and brushed his own clothes,
and went with unblacked boots. In
the interim no hour was too early for
rising, none too late to sit up and
70 hn nd thot th q
rooms might be warm and cheerful
for the s'lieutenant," no duty imposed
too arduous provided it served Cald-
wells ends.
Blackstone, seeing the excellence
of Duffy, departed from the strict
code of honesty in the matter Of serv-
ants which governs the army and
made overtures to the model striker.
Blackstone had no business to do it,
and Duffy knew it, and fine and in
scrutable grin came upon his Hiberni-
an mouth.
Blackstone had said, with an as
sumption Of off handedness, "Duffy,
what do you get?'
Having due regard for his employ
er's credit in the world, he answered
calmly, "Twinty dollars, sor.'
'sGet out!" said Blackstone.
eyes sor,' replied Duffy.
81 want to know the truth, not lies
like that"
"You'd better ask the leftinant, sor.
I disremember."
"He works you deuced hard"
''Does he, then?''
"My man is no good. Suppose you
come to me. You won't have to sit
up to all hours for me-"
Duffy only smiled, but the smile was
not pleasing.
"What do think of it, Duffy?"
'sI niver think, sor. The leftinant
says Pm to do as I'm told and not
think"
Upon this Blackstone went away,
and Duffy saIuted him respectfully. In
Justice to the officers common sense,
it must be said that it was only par
tial ntoXication which could have led
him to place himself in such a posi-
ton toward a soldier.
Duffy did not repeat the converse
ton to Caldwell because he knew it
would make trouble between the two
men, and Cald well, whose disposi-
ton was not of the mildeSt-had sew
eral quarrels on his hands as it was.
The lieutenant fell into the habit Of
keeping he striker up very late,
night after night, so Duffy inspected
his pockets several times in success
sion while Caldwell was sleeping as
soundly as if justice had been the So
porific, and not, as was the case, suit
ler's whisky, and he judged, from the
fact that sometimes there was much
loose change and again almost moth
ing, that his master was playing too
much at cards. There was nothing to
be done. Duffy did not consider that
his duties as striker included the NOR
al guidance of his superior. He re-
fected that it would be good thing
if Caldwell should get married; only
then he, Duffy, would very likely lose
his place. So he sat up night after
night, and it grew monotonous.
Just at this period there came into
Duffy's life a yellow and white dog.
Exactly why it should have wandered
to the door upon one wet and freez-
ing night, when Duffy was in partic-
ularly weary frame of mind, and
where it came from he never knew.
1t was we'll after midnight and Duffy
troop saddler's manufacture, doing,
with both ears open, when there came
a scratching at the door. Duffy
thought it was the lieutenant trying