The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-05-19
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Captains Double
By 111L1As CAMPBELL DAVIDSON
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CHAPTER lll.-Continued.

OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
CHAPTER lll.-continued.
cts not a little bit nice of you"
young Hayter of the Woods and For
ests was murmuring to her at this very
moment. "You might have stayed out
this cold weather anyway. What is
the Badminton going to do, and the
dramatic society? We shan't have the
heart even to get up picnic"
Ursula laughed. She was very
pretty girl, of the healthy, happy Eng
lish type-a type hard to beat. Eng
lishmen would tell you. She looked
up at him with clear blue eyes that
had a dancing light in them. II hav-
emit doubt the Badminton will flour
ish, and the plays will go as well as
they always do. You can't make me
suppose am indispensable.
But why, why should you go?' He
thought he had lowered his tone SEN
timentally to pitch that precluded
other listeners, but Colonel Hamilton
overheard and answered.
''Well, you see, the fact is I'm ex-
pecting my promotion within the year,
and I've laid my plans to get leave
first and see a little bit of the home
country before I take up my march
abroad again. I want my girl to go
home first and be there to welcome
me. She's got lot of cousins and
the like who are all calling out Tor a
visit from her, and if she doesn't get
home and pay them off before come
sha'n't have sight of her while I'm
there Selfish, like all parents. Is that
what you're thinking, ell, Kennett?
Say it out, man; I'll forgive YOU"
And Colonel Hamilton's hearty laugh
rang through the open windows.
Outside the blue-black sky was as
full of shining stars as it could hold.
The tropical night breathed it's rich
and heavy sweetness. The faint clam
our of tom-tom and gong came from
the native quarter, and the weird,
distant yelp of a jackal greeted the
moon as it sailed out from mist of
scattered palms and took the sky with
it's stately presence. Colonel Hamil-
ton looked at his daughter, and she
smiled and rose in answer to his look.
He got up with her.
We'll all take our coffee on the
veranda, Ell? There are no ladies to-
night to withdraw with Ursa." He
passed his arm through that of his
girl, and they all went together out
to the wide veranda.
1t was almost another room, with
Its swinging lamps and its hammocks,
and long wicker chairs and couches.
Books lay on the table, and the papers
and Ursula's work basket Everyone
dropped naturally into the nearest and
most comfortable seat; cigarettes were
passed about, and the boy came with
q silver tray of coffee. Ursula was
too used, in her capacity of hostess,
to bring the only lady to be in the
least conscious of it. She had been
mistress of her fathers house since
she came out to India from school five
years ago. He and she were quite
content with each others companion
ship, and she had lost her mother too
early in life to have felt much need of
her.
"Your regiment won the cricket
match to-day, didn't it," asked the
Woods and Forests man of one of the
Daleshire subalterns who was present.
II didn't get back from my shoot in
time to see the finish. Good score,
Oh? I think it was expected"
Moderately. Not so good as it
ought to have been. The fellow who
pulled us through made the only good
score of the day; he carried us out
on his bat, in point Of fact"
What fellow was that-Bullen?
"Oh, no. A chap called Baverstock
"a Tommy in my company. He's
about the best cricketer we have in
the regiment; in fact, he could do
most things well, if he wasn't such a
fool of a fellow"
"A fool, and yet make the score of
the day! Oh, come! I don't believe
that"
II don't mean he's fool at cricket,
or at anything else, for that matter.
He's as clever a chap as there is in
the regiment, if he'd only give himself
chance. But he's just one OF those
chaps that set the whole company by
the ears and demoralize it. He's al
ways in trouble-always fighting, or
unruly, or breaking regulations-he
spends half his time in the guard
room, I VOW he does; and there's no
doing anything with him.
THAT kind Of soldier is hopeless"
broke In captain of the East Anglia,
who was listening; you'll never
make anything of him, and he simply
ruins discipline among the others.
Better get rid Of him somehow, that's
my advice to you
'sHe makes you want to hit him.
said Mr.. Tasker, who was a subaltern
honestly and painstakingly devoted to
his work and anxious to do his best in
1t. II. can. stand an ass, and can
put up with a fellow who wants i a
heavy hand on him, and.I know how
to treat a scrimshanker; but a chap
like this, who constantly gets into hot
! water and doesn't care tWopence. who