The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1912-06-06

cartridge-cases hopping from the breech- blocks
after the roar of the volleys; for he knew that
he should live to hear that sound in action. The
review ended in a glorious chase across the plain
batteries laundering after cavalry to the huge
disgust the White Hussars. and the Tynesde
Tail Twisters hunting Sikh Regiment, till the
learn. lathy Singhs painted with exhaustion. Bobby
was dusty and dripping long before noon but his
enthusiasm was merely focussed-not diminished
He returned to sit at the feet of Revere, his
skipper" that Is to say. the Captain of his Com
pany and to be instructed in the dark art and
mystery of managing men, which is very large
part of the Profession of Arms.
IF you haven't taste that way" said Re-
we're between his puffs of his cheroot. you'll
never be able to get the hang of it. but remen-
Der Bobby. t isn't the best drill though drill is
nearly everything, that hauls a Regiment through
everything the other side. It's the
who knows how to handle men-goat- men. swine
men. dog-men. and on"
"Dormer. for instance" said Bobby. IT think
he comes under the head of fool-men. He nopes
like sick owl"
That's make your mistake. my
Dormer isn't a fool yet, but he's a dashed
dirty soldier and his room corporal makes fun OF
his socks before kit-inspection. Dormer. being
two-thirds pure brute. goes into corner and
growls."
How O you know?" said Bobby admirine1y
Because Company commander to know
these things-because If he does know, e
may have crime-aye, mountaineering under his
very nose and yet not see that it's there Dormer
is being badgered out OF his mind-big he Is
and he hasn't intellect enough to resent it. He's
taken to quiet boozing Bobby, when the butt
of room goes the drinks, takes moping
by himself, measures are necessary to yank him
himself"
What measures? Man can't run around
coddling. his men forever"
NO The would precious soon show him
that he was not wanted You've got to-
Here the color-sergeant entered with
papers: Bobby reflected for a while Revere
looked through the Company forms.
Does Dormer do anything, Sergeant?' Bobby
asked with the air of continuing an inter-
rupted conversation.
mo, sir. Does rs dooty like a hortomato,"
said the Sergeant who delighted in long words
"A dirty soldier. and 'e's under full stoppages
for new kit It's covered with scales. sir"
Scales? What scaes?"
Fish scales, sir. E's always pokin' in the
mud by the river an a-cleanin' them muchIy-fsh
with is thumbs Revere still absorbed in
the Company papers, and the Sergeant who was
grimly fond of Bobby, continued,-"'E gener-
ally goes down there when 'e's got is skinful
Begin your pardon sir, they do say that the
more lush-in- he briated e is. more fish e
catches. They call i'm the Looney Fishmonger
in the Comply sir"
Revere signed the last paper and the Sergeant
retreated
It's filthy amusement" sighed Bobby to
himself. Then aloud to Revere you really
worried about Dormer?"
"A little, You he's mad enough to
send to hospital drunk enough in, but
at any minute he may flare up, brooding and
sulkng as he does. He resents any interest be-
ing shown in him, and the only time 1 him
shooting he all shot by accident"
Il fish, said Bobby with wry face. Il
hire country boat and go down the river from
Thursday to Sunday, and the amable Dormer
goes with me--if you spare BOTH
You blazing young fool!' said Revere, but
his heart full of much more pleasant words
Bobby, the Captain a dhoni. with Private
Dormer for mate. dropped down the river
Thursday morning-the Private at the bow. the