The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-01-06
the value of tobasco sauce and soda soap
went up.
Trouble Decided Upon.

went up.
Trouble Decided Upon.
What ought we to do about it?'' in
duired Buchanan ColfeX of two or three
upper class men that afternoon, as they
strolled along the gravel-covered walk
around Trophy Point
"Do?" echoed Lane Van Ingraham, as
he leaned against the brass cannon that
are silent testimonials of American powess
I'm the Mexican war. do? Why we will
lust devil the life out of him. The idea
Of sending chap with name like that
to the Academy. And his face! lie looks
like an undertakers assistant. What
do you think, STEWART
Duncanson Stewart was the leader OF
the first class men. Last year, when tne
annual mutiny came around, with the
twelve strokes Of the New Years clock.
Stewart started one of the most success
ful mutinies that was ever fostered be-
hind the dull gray walls of the Point
After feeble effort to discover the ring
loader II was noticed that the commah-
dant and the superintendent never retus-
ed Stewart a permit to go Wherever ne
desired. 1t was a sort of premium on IL
legal bravery that the upper classihen
relished Stewart had looked Spike over
CRITICALLY and decided that he would not
do So he said. as he SHE'D handful oil
gravel at the Mexican trophies:
"They once sent a niger here, and
well no went away without graduating. /
don't know the pedigree of the piece OF
cattle that reported to-day, but ne had
a bad eye and a bad name ana we
don't like his looks, anyway. DO we leI-
lows? -. .,,,,
The roar which followed this query toid
e,oouentlv of the trouble in store
Snika wasn't a beauty. to be sure III
,he first place, ne had hair the color OF
a carrot. and a printer once said OF nun
that he had wrong font eye ne
weiohed about TO pounds, and although
no appeared snort for his weight ne rear
lv was not The day after ne arrived q.
The Academy he drank in the wonders OF
the place. The music of the Dahd' play
inc for guard mount. came to him as a
reyelation from across the emerald plain
ord made him mindful of the beauties
az the weather-stained and shaggy rocks
10 the westward, and of the spiendor OF
the elm, hemlock and cedar-dotted spo's
10 the east that cut off his view from the
famous Filtration Walk and the more
famous sun-b athed Hudson beyond
The Trouble Begins.
while he was enjoying these first i'm
nresslons he heard the notes of the bugle
and saw a platoon of second class men re-
turning from the riding hail, where they
had been swinging saDres at leather
heads. He was going through the sally
post to the front OF the barracks a lew
minutes later, when he head hail.
"Ho. there, your it said in a tone that
left no doubt OF its owners sef-conti-
dence Spike turned quickly and found
himself confronted by man whose eyes
fairly blazed as he said:
DO you intend to stop here?"
Whom have l the pleasure OF address
lng?" inquired Spike.
This brought forth roar Of laughter
and shouts from a dozen Of the frst
speakers comrades who had Just come
up.
Whom has he the pleasure Of address,
ing?" they echoed MY but he is try
Ing to put on airs! Let US make him
dance, Stewart"
Nsee here. you" Began Stewart,
when Spike interrupted him with;