The evening world., 1914-02-07

mates.
Our hussars we're sent on patrol
again. but they deserted with horses
and arms In scores. until. when We
rode into the Rue du Bois d'Amour.
scarce a squadron clattered into the
smoky gateway. and the infantry OF
the line across tho street jeersd and
cursed ~ from their barracks.
On tho last day Of February our
regiment was disbanded and the Of
ncsrs ordered to hold themselves In
readiness TO recruit tho debris Of .
dragon regiment. one squadron of
which at once took possession OF our
miserable barracks.
On the first day OF March. ~ pA-
psrs from London. We learned that
the war was at an end and thae the
preliminary treaty Of Sunday. the
seth. had been signed at Versailles.
The same mail brought 70 me an
astonishing ctfer from Cairo b as
sist in the reorganization and aoospt
a commission in the Egyptian mill
tary police. Speed ana I. shivsgins IN
our ragged uniforms by the barraok
stove. discussed the matter ever .
loaf Of bread and few sardinss. un-
al We fell asleep in our greasy chairs
ana dreamed Of hot sunshine and Of
palms. ana Of . crimson sunset
against which q colossal bAskinG
monster. half woman. half lion.
orouchsd. waiiowing 20 her stone
breasts IN hot sea OF sand.
When I awoks in the black morn.
ing hours I knew that should 20.
All the roaming instinct In me was
reused. I . homad. haa stayed TOO
long IN oss stale place: I must be
moving on. A feverish longing sei4ed
mo: inertia became unbsarabls; The
restless 80 called me- louder and
louder. laundering on the brsakwa-
tssV ths Gulla. wheeling abovs the a.
sanAl At dawn. screamed . chaiienes.
IAsvs ef absence anA pssmisslon 70
tza~sl sending acceptance q my res
iSnatiea I asssd foe and ebtAaned b.
fore ths Stable tSumpsts aWoks my
oomraAs from he hsavy siumbss ~
the basvank stow.
! made my Daslst-ost mueh-a
few thrsaAbars sasmsnts Hplasd
around her lsttsrs. one - mark eoeA
misssabls day tAAs had passsd since I
spusvsd my hesss oue q TseeouFt -
ne track q the W1ehsasst man I svse
hnoW.
Speed evoks with the tsumSsts aad
stared q NJ whsre I knsot before he
stow in my civilian clothes. straoplA6
up my little packs&
"Oh.' he said briefly. II ims~ ysv
wsre goins.s
$50 did I" I replied. "Wiil yeu
ride to Treoourt with met have I've
weeks permission for you."
He had no clothing but the uniform
no wore. and NO baggage except .
rasor. . shirt. q toothbrush and .
bundle Of letters. all written on Nine.
dc Vassarts crested paper. but not
we boiled our breakfast Of soup ana
black bread. and bAwied for our
horses. almost craxed with impat1enos.
now that the moment had come et
last.
"uoodby!" shouted the shavsrins
draGoon ofii0ers. wistfully. - We
wheeled our hOrscs and spurred. clat.
terinx. toward tho black gates. '0o06.
by and good lucki We drink 20 those
you love, cOmrades!"
And they shall drink 70 you'll
Goodbyi Goodby!" We cried. till the
salt sea wind toro the words from
our teeth and bowed our heads ~
We galloped through the suburbs and
out into the Icy high road. whore.
above US. tho telegraph wires sang
their whirring diree. and the Wind In
tho Gorse whistled, and the distant
forest sounded and resouuded With
the gales wailing.
On, on. hammsring the dinty road
with stesl-shod hoofs. racing with the
racing clouds. thundering across the
pcntoon. where benumbed soldiers
huddled TO stare, then bounding for
ward through the narrow lanes Of
hamlets. where pinched faces peered
out at US from novels and gaunt
dogs fed from us into the frozen
hedge.
Far ahead We caught sight Of the
smoke OF a locomotive.
"Landerneau!" gasped Speed. Ride
hard, Scarlett!"
The station master saw m and
halted the moving train at q frantic
signal from Speed, whose uniform
was to be reckoned with by all sta
tion masters. and ten minutes later
We stood swaying In = cattle car.
huddlsd close to our horses 70 keep
warm. while the locomotive tore cast
ward. whistling franttcslly, and an
ocean OF black smoke poured past.
swarming with sparks. Crossing the
Aune trestle with q ripping roar. the
train rushed through Chatsaulin.
south. then cast. then south.
Toward noon. Speed, olingtng to the
stall bars. called out to mo that he
could 500 Quimper. and In u few mo-
msnts we rolled into the station.
dropped two ears and steamed out
again into tho beautiful Breton coun-
try, where the winter wheat was
green an new grass and tho gorse
glimmered, and tho clear streams
rushed seaward between their thick
cts of golden willows and green brters,
already flushing with the promise OF
new buds.
Rospordsn wa passed at full speed;
scarcely a patch OF melting snow re-
mained at Bannalec; and when we
steamed slowly into Quimperle, the
Laita ran crystal clear as q summer
stream and I saw the faint blue Of