Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1901-07-27
copyrighted, 1900. by the j. B. Lippincott Col
CHAPTER II.-CoNTINUED.

negro out of the way, seized the
doorknob with his left hand, throw
ing the door wide open, then, look
ing the soldier full in the face, point
ed to the tourist car with the other.
go back at once" was all he said.
The man had been hardly six days
in service and seemed to have learned
little of army life or ways. He was
a whole American citizen, however,
if he was half drunk, and the aver
age American thinks twice before he
obeys a mandate of any kind. This
one coming from a tall young swell
was especially obnoxious.
The uniform as yet had little eff
feet on Recruit Murray. Where he
hailed from the sight of it had for
years provoked only demonstration
of derision and dislike. He didn't
know who the officer was-didn't
want to llnow-didn't care. What he
wanted was whisky, and SO long as
the money was burning in his pocket
he knew no reason why he shouldn't
have it. Therefore, instead of obey
ing, he stood there, sullen and sway
and defiance into the grave, set
young face. Another second and the
thing was settled. Stuyvesant's
right hand grasped the blue collar
at the throat, the long, slender fin
gers gripping tight, and half shot,
half lifted the amazed recruit across
the swaying platform and into the
reeling car ahead. There he pumped
his captive down into seat and sent
for the corporal. Connolly came,
rubbing his eyes, and took in the
situation at a glance.
81 ordered him not to leave the
car three hours ago, sir" he quickly
spoke. But after supper 1 got
drowsy and fell asleep in my section.
Then he skinned out. I'd iron him,
sir, if 1 had anything of the kind"
NO." said Stuyvesant, don't think
of that. Just keep watch over
him and forbid his leaving the sec
ton. No, sir, none of that" he add
ed, as in drunken dignity Murray
was searching for a match to light
his pipe and hide his humiliation.
There must be no smoking in this
fiimsy car, corporal. spark would
set fire to it in a second
Then was my orders, sir. This
fellow knows it as we'll as do. But
he's given trouble one way or other
ever since we started. You hear
that again, now, Murray; no drink;
no smoke. I'll see to it he doesn't
quit the car again, sir,' he conclud-
ed, turning appealingly to the young
officer, ard Stuyvesant, taking a
quiet look up and down the dimly
lighted, dusty aisle, was about to
return to the diner when Muir
ray struggled to his feet. Baked
in his hope of getting more drink,
and defrauded, as in his muddled
condition it seemed to him, of the
solace of tobacco, the devil in him
reused tc, evil effort by the vile 1iq-
uor procured surreptitiousIy some
where along the line, the time had
come for him, as he judged, to assert
himself before his fellows and prove
himself a man.
You think you're a better man
than I am" he began, thickly, glar-
ing savagely at the young officer.
But I'll be even with you, young
feller. I'll Aud here ended the
harangue, for, one broad hand
clapped over the leering mouth and
the other grasping the back of his
collar, Corporal Connolly jammed
him down on the seat with a shock
that shook the car.
Shut up, young drunken fool" he
cried. Don't mind him, lieutenant.
He's only a day at the depot, sir.
Sit still, you BLACKBOARD, or I'll
smash you!"-this to Murray, who,
half suffocated, was writhing in his
effort to escape. 'A-ch!" he cried,
with sudden wrenching away of the
brawny hand, ''the beast has bitten
me-" and the broad palm, dripping
with blood, was held up to the
light.
Deeply indented, there were the
jagged marks OF Murray's teeth.
Here, Foster, Hunt, grab this MIN
and don't let him stir, hand or foot.
See what you get for giving drunk
ard money. Grab him, say." shout
ed Connolly, grinning with mingled
pain and wrath as the lieutenant led
him to the washstand.
Another recruit, a Stalwart fellow
who had apparently seen previous
service, sprang to the aid of the first
two named, and between them,
though he stormed and struggled a
moment, the wretch was damned and
held in his corner.
Stanching the blood as best he
could and bandaging the hand with
his own kerchief, Stuyvesant babe
the corporal sit at an open window
for a moment for he looked a trif1e
faint and sick-it was a brutal bite
But Connolly was game.
.sThat blackguard's got to be
taught there's God in Israeli he
exclaimed, as he turned back to the
rear of the car. II beg the ieuten
ants pardon, but-he is not in the
regular army, I see" with glance
at the collar of the young officers
blouse I'VE sometimes get hard
cases to deal with, and this is one
of them. This kind of a cur wouldn't
hesitate to shoot an officer in the
back or stab him in the dark if he
didn't like him. | hope the lieuten-
ant may never be bothered with him
again. No, damn you!" he added, be-
tween his set teeth, as he looked
down at the sullen, scowling pris-
onef, what You ought to have is a
GOOD hiding, and what you'll get. if
you give any more trouble, is n rom
ing hand and foot. We ought to have
irons "n trip like this, lieutenant
he continued, CHANGING up into the
calm' refined face OF the young SOL