The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-09-04

to be called the Lion, and bid goodbye to
the nickname of Chicken"
They called me Chicken only because
/ came from a farm" said Green. 1T
wasn't because 1 was ever afraid of any
body"
I'm sure it wasn't" said Kelly.
Because I wasn't" said Green stoutly.
II never feared either man or devil, and
I'm not going to begin now. You'll never
see me show the white feather. I've killed
a sheep before to-day"
Kelly stared at his comrade in the un-
certain light. KILLED a sheep killed a
sheep" he repeated. What the devil is
there brave in that?"
An said Green, whose brain was
mudd.ed. ''Ah, you may'nt know it-you
are a man from a manufacturing town
and only know about looms ana machinery
and such like. They re- nothing; anybody
can look after them-even the biggest duff
fer that walks the earth. But to kill a
sheep needs courage-thundering good
courage, l can tell you. I've known
many a big butcher who couldn't do it,
It's the way they look you in the eye
when you raise the knife. For that mat
ter. l can stand the looks of the SER
geant-majOr's eyes. / can see them down
there, near the feet of the mare She's
looking down at him and wondering what
il all means. Lean over a bit this way
and you'n see what l mean. What! You
daren't? You turn away from a dead
man, and yet a minute since you were
taunting me for being afraid of live ones.
I wonder If 1 could pick the majors bot
tie up with my sword. Nobody could see
me. and l should like another pull at that
stuff. 1t puts new life into me-"
stop your internal gable you duffer.
and sit straight up in the saddle" said
Kelly angriy. You'll be as drunk as a
pig if you touch anything more. You're
bad enough as it is. Rembember where
you are and what you are going to do"
That's just what / don't want to re-
member, it isn't pleasant" answered
Green. 'IH jump down and pick the bot
tie up, and Wen go share and share
alike with the ~hisky. You take my
bride for a second"
"Sit still, you fool" exclaimed Kelly:
land if you've got any real courage in
you, keep it for the charge Look out, the
orders coming"
The shouts had come ba~k and the
trumpet rang on the still night. The sharp,
wild notes re-echoed over hill and dale.
and many a man whose spirit was at a
low cob felt it rise as he heard them
Before the trumpet sound had died away
the squadrons were leaping forward with
one mighty conclusive jerk, and the verl-
est milksop in the ranks, as he felt his
horse tear at the bit, knew that for once
IN ms lie at any rate ne was a part
of infinite Importance in a fighting ma
chine of vast power The exhiaration of
the charge was in every mans veins, and
the shouts of the Kings Own Lencers
mingled with the thud of the hoofs as
they made heavy rhythmic music on the
plain, and with the clank and saw of the
sabers as they were whipped from the
scabbards.
The Kings own swept on like an ava
ianche, and before the heavy swords the
Egyptians who had ventured from the
fastness of the camp went down like corn
before the reaper. Green himself, mad
with the din of battle and the mountain
dew, dug his Lowels into his horses side
and leapt forward, fearing nothing and
seeing nothing but a world of blood. lie
wheeled round the base of the hill TO the
camp and was the first to goad his horse
into the blaze of fire and hedge of steel
of the defense. A tall man, whose white
tunic showed spectrally in the moonlight
and the battle-light, marked the trooper
for his own, and at the fiery breath of
the horse belched on his cheek he lunged
desperately with his bayOnet and pierced
the troopers side. For the moment Green
did not feel the wound, and as he passed
the Egyptian he whirled his sword round
and cut the dark, 1.-THE figure almost nto
halves. ITS like sicing lemons at
tournament" he shouted in his frenzy,
but he could not hear his own voice. He
spurred into the very heart of the camp,
then suddenly put his hand to his gushing
side. His feet We're already out of The
stirrups, the bride fell from his weakened
hands, and his sword dropped to the
ground. His horse took leap at gun
that was being limbered up in frantic
haste. An artileryman ripped him as he
rose, and Green and his mount fell to-
gether as the weapon was hurried off The
spot.
Badly as he was hurt, the trooper mad
still his senses and he watched the rest
Of the fight with strange curiosity. He
noticed every detail. and saw that he had
been first to break the enemy's lines. The
squadrons of his comrades were thunder
ing up before The hail of nlusketry aud
shot and shell. The blaze of the powder
danced on the flashing swords of the
Kings own and llumined the eyes of
the horses so that they looked like little
rolling balls of fire. The light of battle
was over all, and the lust OF blood was in
every heart. Horses and men went down,
but The regiment swept on and charged