The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-03-20
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CHARMING STORY OF MODERN AUT0MoBiIiRG DAYS


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The retort might have been iniudi-
cious, but it was certainly richly de-
served.
Furious with passion Dischman ex-
tended his arm, and violently shook
the empty sleeve pinned up to the
lapel Of the others coat.
You dare to taunt me! You!" he
shrieked. How came you by this?
Not in battle! No! Do you think I
have not heard of a certain gentle
mans little affair with a certain
young lady? The motor-car ride to
Brighton!-too much champagne!-a
spill!-and a smashed arm? Do you
think l don't know? Bah! you got
your deserts, Mr. officer and gentle
mani"
The rest Of us thought it high time
now to interfere, for the wretched cad
was evidently contemplating further
violence
The matter, however, was suddenly
taken out Of our hands.
Unseen by me, Maxwell had come
into the room, and had heard the
frantic speech of Dischman.
AS the last word left the bully's
mouth Maxwell's hand was on his
collar, and his knuckles pressing I'M
comfortably upon his collar bone.
Swinging the fellow round, he didn't
speak to him, but, summoning a wait
er, bid him call the club secretary.
Held securely in Maxwells grip,
Dischman looked the picture of vul-
gar discontinue.
Mr.. Shaw" said Maxwell to the
secretary when he appeared, 81 take
the responsibility of demanding from
you this mans instant expulsion. He
has not only grossly insulted Colonel
Ferguson, resorting even to personal
violence, but by so doing on the club
premises has insulted also every mem
Der Of it. If you do not accede to
my request, I, and think, every right
minded and self-respecting mem
Der will Immediately send in our resig-
nations"
Maxwell slightly loosened his hold
while addressing the secretary, en-
abling Dischman to shake himself
free.
With one glance Of scorching hate
at his late captor Dischman, not
waiting for the secretary's decision,
walked out of the room, and of the
club, which latter he has never again
entered since that day.
Colonel Ferguson, far from being
upset or disturbed by what had oc-
CURED, had quietly resumed his seat
and his paper.
Talbot" said Maxwell, "allow me
to introduce you to Colonel James
Ferguson, d. S. O., late Dragon
Guards; but known to all who love
him as Colonel jim Colonel, my old
friend Archie Talbot, whom I haven't
seen for all the years he has been
wandering about the earth"
Mr.. Talbot, pleased to know you;
though l warn you to take every
thing Charlie Maxwell has to say
about me with a very large grain OF
salt"
If he when silent was attractive
in conversation he was delightful
What I subsequently learned about
him from Maxwell, especially con
corning one particular episode of his
life, did not in the least surprise me;
it simply served to perfect the picture
of the noblest man and truest-heartet
gentleman that it has ever been ny
lot to meet.
1t was one evening after a bachelor
dinner at Maxwell's house-his wife
being in Scotland on a family visit
that my friend told me the true stor!
of the incident, in the course of which
Colonel Jim" had lost his arm. ant
as a result Of which he had to retir
from the service in the heydey of
most distinguished career.
Perhaps you don't know" sal
Maxwell that Ferguson and 1 wer