Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1896-01-08

i am right when others are wrong? ]
don't suppose they would have admired
me any the more for having agreed with
them. They seemed pretty decent,
chummy fellows But, by the way,
Harry, the one with the knicker breaches
I seemed to know you. Doyou know who
they are?'
Slightly, was the reply and with
furtive look at his comrades face
GIVE had the honor of turning out the
guard at Regina and presenting arms to
them both on several occasions The
stout one was the lieutenant governor,
Joseph Royal, of the Northwest Terri
tories, and the other is one of your
superior officers, Lieutenant Colonel
/ Herchmer, assistant commissioner Of
the Northwest mounted police force.
Oh, can assure you, my boy, you were
in quite respectable company.
There was a dead pause for a second.
Harry Yorke looked pityingly at his
comrades face, as if he expected to see
that look of self assurance change to
one of confusion and modification The
little scouts large bullying black eyes
fairly danced in his head as he prepared
to enjoy the expected denouement. But
he was to suffer disappointment. Dick
Townley observed these signs as he blew
larger wreath of smoke than usual out
of his mouth and nipped, as it were, in
| the bud an impulse to utter a rather
pronounced ejaculation. He never even
once shifted in his seat, but continued
| the conversation as if he had heard moth
ing extraordinary.
Indeed, said he calmly and with u
look of candor and simplicity. "Now
can understand what O'Clock it is, for /
could not quite make ont what Herch
mer was driving at when he said in the
course of our rather chatty conversation
that he knew my uncle, the general, in
England, and he hoped that when in
Regina I'd take walk over to his dig
gings now and again, when he'd en-
deavor to show me some attention. OF
course didn't understand that he was
one of my officers-the sly beggar, not
to refer to the fact. But perhaps he felt
some little delicacy upon that point
some scruples regarding my feelings or
something of that sort. There's nothing
like keeping in with the powers that be,
Harry, you know, and you bet I'll do
it,
''The devil!" muttered the amazed
and now thoroughly disguised Harry.
AS for Pierre, the scout, his eyes
fairly started out of his head, mis- under
jaw dropped, and his gaze became fixed.
His ''dear Richard, - as he frequently
called the private, sometimes indeed
astonished him, but had never done SO
as much as on this occasion.
''And Joe Royal, he's not a bad sort
of fellow either" continued Dick as if
soliloquizing. He wanted me to stay
in the car and finish another bottle with
them. But as had already sampled
their wine and cigars pretty freely said
I'd join them later in the day and honor
them with my presence. Doesn't do, \
you know, to make oneself too cheap.
Royal said, when asked him where he
was bound for, that he was going to
Regina, like myself. - At this piece of
information the sergeant groaned, and
the private, asking him sharply what
the matter was with him, but receiving
no response, proceeded again: He also
expressed his regret that he had not his
cardcase with him However, l gave
him my card, whereupon he expressed
the hope that would be able to come
over to dinner at his place one Of these
days He said there were some people |
in the neighborhood whom he thought
Ed like to meet3
"Oh, of course, y broke in the SER
geant, with a voice so freezingly polite |
that it seemed to afford the precocious
youth considerable am usement. "Of |
course he meant the commissioner, the |
assistant commissioner; perhaps the
governor general, Hayter Reed, the In
dian commissioner Nicholas Flood |
DAWN, M. P. Sir W. c. Van Horne
and few others-like, yourself, you
know. Oh, fire away, Dick! I did not |
think it were possible for any human
being to arrive at such a lofty pitch of |
intellectual impenetrability. Your utter
lack of the perceptive faculty borders on
the sublime! And you didn't seem to
think it strange when he did not give
you his card? Oh, no, don't suppose
you thought about that at all -
At the bare thought of the story the
two magnates would have to relate
concerning his friend the sergeant grew
hot and cold by turns. He had meant
to overwhelm the luckless private with
a sense Of shame, but here was that in
dividual, to talk fguratively, wallowing
in it, like hog in the mire. Well, |
wonders would never cease.
But Dick thought the sergeant had
been punished sufficiently, SO turned his
attention to the luckless scout to put
the finishing touch as he mentally con-
strued it, on him.
AS for you, Pierre, the assistant
commissioner asked what the matter
was with you-that time you were
making faces at me in the car and went
out so hurriedly. l am sorry if I should
have done wrong, but fear said, to
excuse your extraordinary behavior, that
You had been indulging a little too
freely Indeed, to tell the truth, I said
Won had haen on n nro1onoad snree and