Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1908-07-29

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He pushed aside the little wicket
gate and entered the garden. The vet
eran looked at him with every symp-
tom Of annoyance; and then, as the
readiest way Of getting rid Of him,
owned up.
az don't mind telling you," he said,
IF you'll promise not to give it away.
1 was tramping the country same as
you are now, when 1 met the owner Of
this ere medal. Poor chap, e died by
the roadside, and the parish buried i'm.
I didn't see what use they had for his
medal, so l took it. By-and-bye, l
came to this village. There were an
old lady here, and she seen me wearing
it. She stopped me In the street, and
asked me all about it. She 'ad hus-
band when she was young that 'ad got
killed out there. 1 told 'er 'ow I 'ad
saved the guns at Inkerman and
charged at Balaclava; later it come cut
that 'er husband 'ad died in my arms.
After that she couldn't do enough for
me. Ten shilling a week SIZE gives
me, and this cottage to live In. It's a
good lay If you're up to 1t. You take
my tip and try it on when you get far
enough from ERE"
| "I WILL" said Mr.. Cadgitt, with
fervent admiration. ITO think Of your
'aving the brains to think Of It'll It's
fair astonishing
'Never you mind my brains" said
the warrior, annoyed. Don't think
it's as easy as Smelling peas. 1t amt.
I've 'ad to look sharp, tell you. I've
'ad to read up a bit Of history. She
lends me books about the Crimea, 80 l
manage all right"
ST once lad copy of a life of Gen
eral Gordon" said Mr.. Cadgitt, with
q melancholy shake of his head. 81
pinched it off a bookstall when the
owner wasn't looking, and pawned it
for one and sixpence. 1 wish 'adn't
now-pawned it, I mean. It'd ave
come in useful"
'That's your ignorance" said Mr..
Snider, contemptuously. General Cor
dol weren't In the Crimea. 1t were
Lord Raglan. And Marshal Canrobert
was leading the French"
60 on" said Mr.. Cadgitt. 1--WE
wasn't fighting the French. We was
| fighting the Roosians."
That's your ignorance again." said
Mr.. Snider, contemporary as before.
at amt no use your trying the game,
Henery. You'd only make a hash of
It"
"ITl work ard" said Mr.. Cadgitt,
eagerly. 81 tell you wot it is, Sam.
You take me up to the old lady and tell
er as I'm a pal Of yours that fought
through the war with you. Tell 'er as
| 1 was in at 'er husbands death like
you was. We can share this ere cot
tage. It'll hold two comfortable. And
you can pitch the yarns until get the
hang Of them"
Mr.. Snider regarded him with aston
ished asperity.
"You always had a cheek" he re
marked, ''but this caps all. I've given
you the tip. Go and find an old lady as
as lost 'er husband in the Crimea for
yourself"
There amt too many Of 'em about, y
pleaded Mr.. Cadgitt. I'D rather ave
a share of this one. She could keep
the two Of us as easy as one."
NO" said Mr.. Snider, decisively.
no, it wouldn't do. You see, Henery,
you don't look the part. Anyone might
take me for an old soldier; whereas you
you look lfke-like-"
He paused for an appropriate smile.
Mr.. Cadgitt danced before him upon the
path, black with rage.
We'll" he shrieked; SAY It say It
Wot do look like? Say it If you're
man, and I'll give you a clip on the
jaw ash make you wish you'd been
killed in the Crimea yourself"
II amt saying anything against you
except that it wouldn't do" replied the
veteran, calmly judicial. IF you was
to say as you'd worn Her MaJesty's uni
form, they'd think as there 'ad been