Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1900-01-13
THE ARRESTO LIEUTENANT GOu|GHTLY
By RUDYARD KIPLING.


"Ohi You ave, ave your SEE l.
"But I'm the colonel" seq @.
"Ohi You are, are your sea L. "Colonel
nor no colonel, you waits ERE till I'm relieved
al the sarjint reports on your ugly old mug
Choopi" seq l.
IAN s'elp me soul. twas the colonel, after
eli But was recruity then. The Unedit
ed Autobiography Of Private ortheris.
II there was one thing on which Go.
tightly prided himself more than an.
ether. 1t was looking like ian officer
and a gentleman. He said 1t was for
the honor Of the service that he attired
himself 80 deliberately, but those who
knew him best said that It was just
personal vanity. There was no harm
about Golightly-not an ounce. He
recognized a horse when he saw one
and could do more than fill cantle.
He played very fair game at billiards
and was sound man at the whist ia
BILE. Every one liked him. and nobody
ever dreamed Of seeing him handcuffed
on a station platform as deserter
But this sad thing happened.
He was going down from Dalhousie
at the end Of his leave-riding down.
He had cut his leave as fine as he dared
and wanted to come down in hurry
It was fairly warm at Dalhousie.
and. knowing what to expeet below, he
descended in a new khaki suit-tigbt
fitting of delicate olive green pea.
cock blue tie. white collar and a snowy
white solah helmet He prided himself
ON looking neat even when he was rid.
ing post. He did look neat, and he was
so deeply concerned about his appear.
ance before he started that he quite for.
got to take anything but some small
change with him. He left all his notes
at the hotel. His servants had gone
down the road before him. to be ready
in waiting at Pathankote with a change
Of geat. That was what he called trav-
cling in eight marching order" He
was proud CT his faculty Of organiza-
tion-what we call bundobust.-
Twenty-Five miles out Of Dalhousie
1t began to rain-not mere hill show.
er. but good, tepid monsoonish down.
pour. Golightly hustled on, wishing
that he had brought an umbrella. The
dust on the roads turned into mud. and
the pony mired good deal. SO did
Golightly's khaki CATERS. But he kept
OH steadily and tried to think how
pleasant the coolth was.
His next pony was rather brute at
starting and, Golightly's hands being
slippery with The rain. contrived to get
rid of Golightly at corner. He chased
the animal. caught ii and went ahead
briskly The spill had not improved his
clothes or his temper, and he had lost
one spur He kept the other one EN-.
ployed. By the time that stage was
ended the pony had had as much exer-
else as he wanted, and, in spite Of the
rain. Golightly was sweating freely. Al
the end Of another miserable half hour
Golightly found the world disappear be-
! fore his eyes in clammy pulp. The rain
had turned the pith Of his huge and
, snowy solah topee into an evil smelling
dough. and 1t had closed ON his head
like half opened mushroom; also the
green lining was beginning to run.
Golightly did not cay anything worth
recording here. He tore off and squeezed
up as much of tho brim as was in hi.
eyes and plowed on. The back of tn,
helmet was Tapping on his neck, ant
the sides stuck to his ears, but tn,
leather band and green lining KEEP
things roughly together, so that tho hal
did not actually melt away where i
! tapped.
Presently the pulp and the green
stuff made sort of Shiny mildew, which
ran over Golightly in several directions
down his back and bosom for choice
The khaki color ran, too--it was really
shockingly bad dye-and sections o
Golightly were brown, and patches wer'
violet, and contours were ocher, ant
streaks were ruddy red, and blotche
were nearly white. according to tn,
nature and peculiarities Of the dye
When he took ont his handkerchief t
wipe his face and the green Of the ha
lining and the purple stuff that hat
soaked through on to his neck from tn
tie became thoroughly mixed, the effec
was amazing.
Near Dhar the rain stopped, and tn
evening sun came out and dried him n
slightly It fixed the colors too Thre
miles from Pathankote. the last pom
fell dead lame, and Golightly wa
forced to walk. He pushed on int
Pathankote to find his servants. He di
not know then that his khitmatgar ha
stopped by the roadside to get drum
and would come on the next day sayin
that he had sprained his ankle. Whe
he got into Pathankote. he couldn
find his servants, his boots were sti
and ropy with mud, and there wer
large quantities Of dirt about his body
The blue tie had run as much as tn
khaki So he took II off with the cola
and threw 1t away Then he said some
thing about servants generally and trie
to get a peg He paid annas for tn
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