The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1903-03-12

prince Hang me- says l. 70 nke "
see the prince as would hold q candle
10 him. You're right there says the
little uns "There ainft his equal for
taking OF = bekgar's head with . back
sweep"
The corporal laughed = little again
as he tossed himself down on The ear
pet.
welt, It's something TO have one
virtue. But have a care what those
thatterbores get out of you"
Lord, SIR. ART I been a-taking care
these ten yesrsf I've told 'em such Q
lot Of amazing stories about where we
KEN from that they've got half q MIL
Hon different styles to choose out of.
Bless you. sir. you may let me alone
for b~amboczling Of anybody"
With which the speaker dropped on
his knees and began to take on the
trappinss of his fellow soldier with ns
~reverentIai service as though he were
a lord Of the bedchamber serving .
Louis Quatorse. The other mctioAed
him gently away.
mo, no; Irhave told you a Thousand
times, sir, that we arenft and never
will be and don't oughtnt to be-" ~
Piled the soldier doesedly. drawing Oh
the spuffeH and dust covered boots.
"a fentieman's d gentleman, let alone
what straits he falls into. but ceases to
be one MS he takes a service he cannot
requite or claims q superiority he does
not possess. We have been fellow sol.
dIers for II years.
$50 We have. sir, but we are what
We always was and always Will be
enc a gentleman. t'othef q scamp. II
you think 30 be AZ rye done . good
thing side by side with you now and
then In the fighting, give me my own
way and let me wait on you when !
can. ! I can't do much on It when those
other fellows eyes II on US. but here l
can and / wili-begging your pardon
so there's an end Of II. One may speak
plain In this place. with nothing bot
them Arabs about. and all the army
knows wen enough. sir, that II II
weren't for that black devil. Chateau
roy. you'd have had yeur officers con-
mission and your troop. teo. long be.
fore now
ooh, no. There are scores Of men In
the ranks who merit promotion better
far than I d.. And-leave tie colonel's
name alone. He Is OUT chief, whatever
else he be-"
The words were calm and careless.
but they carried q weight with them
that Was not to be disputed. The other
hung his head . little and went on nn-
harHessifsg hts corporal In silence. con-
tentihg himself with mutterins In his
throat that It was true for an that and
the whole regiment knew It. i
"You are happy enough In Algeria:
chi" asked the one be served as he
stretched himself on the skins and car
pets and drank down = shetbet that bis
self attached attendant had made.
~, sir7 Never was DO happy In my
life, sir. I'd be discontinued. indeed. II
l wasn't. Always some spicy bit Of
fighting. II there aren't q fantasia. a.
they call It. in the field. there's always
somebody to pot In . small way. and'h
you're lying BY In the barracks there's
always . scrimmage hot n pepper to
be got up with fellows that love the
row just ~ well - you do. lts HE;
that's what II Ii. II amt rusting."''H
Then you prefer ths French sefv-
ice7"
Right and away, SIR. But won't
there never be no hope. sir?' be whis-
pered, while his voice trembled 4 little
under the long. fierce sweep Of his yel-
low tnustaches, mo hope Of you ever
being Again.
tie stopped. He scarcely knew how to
phrase the thoughts he was thinking.
The other moved with . certain impa-
thence.
How oftet, must I tell you to forget
that I was ever anything except . sol.
diet Of Francei Forget, ~ l have for
gotten itr
The atdacious, i~frepressible Rake.
whom nothing could dauf1t and moth.
ing could awe. looked pehiteht and
ashamed ~ Q chidden spaniel.
II know. sir. I have tried u,any .
year. but | thought perhaps ~ how his
lordship's DEATH
mo life and 40 death can make any
difference to me except the death some
day an Arabs lunGe will give me. and
that Ii q long time coming"
"Ah. for Gods sake, Mr.. Cecil. don't
talk like thisr'
The chassetr gave = short, sharp
quiver and started at the name Is II .
bullet had struck him.
"Nevsf say that agaihr'
Rake sta q coutrite apology.
ri never have done, sir-fot fof ifever
4 year. but Il wrung II out Of me like
you talking Of wanting death In that
way. =,
! ''Oh. l don't want death.r laughed
the other, with 4 low. Indifferent laugh.
ter that Ind ID II . singular tom Of
sadness all the while. " Am not sure
that I am not better amused IN the
chasseurs than I was in the Household.
specially when we are at war. I sup
pose we must be Wild animals 1t the
core. or we should never and such an
Infinite sest In the death grappIe. Good
night"
Now. long after HIS ccrnrade had
hlept souudtt. the Chtseettr d'kfriQue