The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1918-04-06

things over. Probably never before in
his life had he deliberately done such
a thing. He had never, as a fact,
thought much at all. 1t had been his
comfortable habit to Lee the day take
care of itself. Beyond minor prob
lens of finance-minOr because his in
come was trifling-he had considered
little. In the last border war he had
distinguished himself only when 1t was
Il matter Of doing, not of thinking.
But he was young, and the night
was crisp and beautiful. He took a
long breath, and looked up ct the stars.
After all. things might not be SO bad.
HedWig might refuse this marriage.
They were afraid that she would, or
why have asked his help? When he
thought of King Karl he drew himself
up, and his heels rang hard on the
pavement. Karl! A hard man and q
good king-that was Karl And old.
From the full manhood Of his twenty
three years Milky surveyed Karls al
most forty, and considered It age.
It was typical of Milky to decide
that he needed Il hard walk. He
translated most of his emotions into
motion. SO he set off briskly, turn
ing into the crowded part Of the city.
And here it was that Milky hap
pened on the thing that was TO take
him far that night, and bring about
many curious things. Not far ahead
Of him two men were talking. They
went slowly, arm in arm. One was
talking loquaciously, using his free
arm, on which hung a cane, to gestic
ulate. The other walked with bent
head.
Milky, pausng to light a cigarette,
fell behind. But the wind was tricky,
and with his third match he stepped
into a stone archway, lighted his
cigarette, buttoned his tunic high
against the chill, and emerged to q
silent but violent struggle just ahead.
The two men had been attacked by
three others, and as he stared, the
loQuaciouS one went down. Instantly
a huge figure of man outlined against
the light from street lamp, crouched
over the PROSTATE form Of the fallen
man. Even in the imperceptible Sec
ond before he started to run toward
the group. Milky saw that the silent
one, unmolested. was looking on.
A moment later he was In the thick
Of things and fighting gloriously. His
Soldierly cap fell off. His fair hair
bristled with excitement. He flung out
arms that were both furious and
strong, and with each blow the group
a new formation. Unluckily,
4 great deal Of the fighting was done
over the PROSTATE form Of Peter Nj
burg.
But disaster, inglorious disaster,
waited for Milky. Peter Niburg, face
Town on the pavement, was grooming,
and Milky had felled one man and
vas starting on a second with the fight
ng appetite Of twenty-three, when
happened. One moment
Milky was smiling, with cut lip, and
lair In his eyes, and the next he was
dropped like an OK, by a blow from
behind. Landing between his shout
Ter blades, it jerked his head back
With snap, and sent him Keeling. A
second followed, delivered by a huge
list.
Down went Milky, and lay still.
The town slept on. Street brawls |
we're not uncommon, especially in the |
leighborhood of the Hungaria. Those |
Who reused grumbled about quarrel
ome students, and slept again.
Perhaps two minutes later, Milky |
lot up. He was another minute in To-
'ating himself. His cap lay in the |