The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-12-25
give it away. Cure him. He's good
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The Kid hummed gently:
'eThat may die and not disgrace
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The Kid hummed gently:
s"That may die and not disgrace
Its ancient chivalry.'
.sDid the senator drink hard, Murphy,
when he was trading in politics in that
sweet land you're so fond of-the
ward?''
why, sure, sir, they all. diG," said
Spud, "but he took it like man."
And his father, l suppose said the
Kid grimly, took it like man, and
his and this poor devil is the result.
Murphy, my lad, when you say your
prayers or tell your beads or whatever
4 you do, pray that drinking may again
become fashionable-in the interests
Of Lieutenant Owen. sAnd in the mean
time before he wakes and gets the
blues, you had better corral his car
tridges."
II done that" said Spud, though it
might be better that way too"
s'No, Murphy" said the Kid. "That
would be bad expose. Soldiers must
fill other people. with bullets, but
should scrupulously respect their own
persons"
The Kid respected Private Spud>s
anxiety to save the unhappy lieutenant
from dismissal. He watched over
Owens ssattack Of malaria" personally,
so thai. even that critical outbreak of
the maniac passed unnoticed by the
adjutant or men. In week Owen was
back with the troop, grayer and thin
ner, quieter and graver than ever, but
with the same nervous courteousness
which made his troopers as also his
comrades regard him with plying
n liking.
The little doctor and Owen had O
long private talk, and it is % be sup
posed the Kid dabbleS in nostra out
side the regular pharmacy of the facul-
sty, for he and Owen took together four
weeks. leave Of absence, and the doc
& tor brought the lieutenant back to
Spud looking better than ever he had
since the craving had burst upon him.
Take him, Murphy" said the Kid
confidently, land you can let him have
s the run Of the pistol cartridges"
The blessin Of the ward is on ye,''
said Spud, with great joy, and there
after. permitted himself to mingle as
freely as in former days with the
troop, to take his regular break at the
post traders and to discuss the glories
OF the ward and of the Owen family az
magniloquently as before. Again the
old saloon keeper received letter from
his son, which he showed to the sena
tor, and again was the old lawmak
er's heart borne up within him, as HI
dreamed of glory-real glory, not O.
the political order, whose hollownes
he knew-for his boy.
For war was in the air, the Main'
went down, and then war came.
That was six months after the Ri,
had brought Owen back to duty. Dur
ing the last three Of these the soul o
Murphy had been possessed wit
doubt. Something was wrong with hi
charge. Just what he could not say
It was not the old trouble-not one
had the unholy thirst consumed the OF
ficer that seemed indeed to have LEI
him through the little Doctors radica
cure, whatever it may have been.
something of alteration was in th
eye and step Of the lieutenant No'
he was listless: he took no part in 81
cial gatherings; he avoided any NOR
duty than was absolutely necessar.
Before, when not incapacitated by hi
vice, he had been burning studen
indefatigable in helping his troop
star rank in the regiment. Books 4
longer interested him nor drills. q
cared not whether his men wei
marksmen or sharpshooters. Spu
took heart Of grace and wrote to tt
Kid, who had been sent to anoth,
station, and the Kid replied, a lit
anxiously, but hopefully.
In changing his inherent nature
one direction" said he, "it is possib
that other traits may have been wea
ened, but it is probable he will be h
busy self again in time. So long as II
great object was attained by my cure
really don't care much about the rest
But Spud did. The troop was era,
with delight at getting the route f
Cuba. Owen disguised his own feelin
from every one, but not from Il
watchful attendant.
"Hully geo." Spud moaned, She
don't want to go"
feared that when in attendance on b
master in the seclusion Of the latter
quarters, things passed which had b
ter fitted the long gone days when tn
were only big boy and little boy on t
block, and Spud had forced the child
fight or be thrashed. 1t, resulted
Owens thrusting aside his listlessne
for time and moving around wi
some enthusiasm in the preparatio
for departure. The dog robber, howe
er, was grievously imbittered in hes
3 as he watched the lieutenant's CON
ton.
by gee" said he, 81 asked him
cure him Of drink, but not to take
the spirit out of him. What tell!
towards worse than t'other thing"
Then 1t came about that on We
hot day in the afternoon ship stran
In those waters crept closely in to
te Cuban coost Cho sfaamad s1nu