The diamond drill., 1921-08-20

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fesstnns pilex1 debtorR out-of-work
men The marvel is that the British
fleets fought as well as they did
Poverty ard surrow. loss and b.
reavement. we're In every street.
peeped mourufuIy out Of every win
dow. iurked ut street corners From
all parts of the world adventurers
came to renew their fortunes In the
turmoil Of London. and every street
was Kaleidoscope of faces and
clothes and colors. not British. not
patriot. not national.
Among these outlanders were Dyck
Calhoun and Michael Clones They
had left ireland together IN the late
autumn. leaving behind them the stir
rings OF the cunning revolution and
plunging fntD another revolt which
was TO prove the test and trial Of
English character.
Dych had left Ireland with ninety
pounds IN hts pocket and many tons
weight Of misery In his heart In his
bones no felt tragedies on foot In
Ireland which concession and good
government could not prevent He
had fed from II all When he set bis
face 10 Hofyhend. he felt that he would
never live IN Ireland again. Yet his
cournge wns firm as he made his way
to London, with Michael Clones
faithful. devoted. friend and yet
servant treated like comrade yet
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The Journey 10 London had been
without event. YET as the coach rolled
through country where frost silvered
the trees; where. In the early morn
Ing. the grass was shining with dew;
where the everlasting green hedges and
the red roofs Of villages made q pic
ture which pleased the eye and stirred
the soul. Dyck Calhoun kept wonder
Ing what would be his future He
had no profession, no trade. no skin
except with his sword; and as he
neared London town--when they left
Hendon--he saw the smoke rising In
the early winter morning and tho busi-
ness OF life spread out before him.
brave and buoyant.
AS from the heights uf Hampstead
ne looked down on the multitudinous
area called London, something
throbbed at his heart which seemed
like hope; for what he saw was Tn
deed inspiring. When, at last. In the
Edgware road, he drew near to living
London, he turned to Michael Clones
and said:
"Michae1. my lad, think perhaps
well end footing here I"
so they reached London and quar-
tered themselves there In simple lodg-
tngs In Soho. Dyck walked the streets
and now and then he paid visit 20
the barracks where soldiers were, 10
satisfy the thought that perhaps IN
the life df the common soldier be
might. after all, And his future II
was, however. borne IN upon him by
a chance remark OF Michael one day
TIN not young enough TO be a recruit
and you wouldn't go alone without me.
would you7--that this way TO live
lihood wns not open 20 him.
His faithful companions remark
bad fixed Dycks mind against enter
ing the army, and then, toward the
end of the winter. fateful thing hap
pened Hts purse containing what wns
left or The ninety pounds--twofifths
Of it-disappeare1. II had been stolen,
and In oil the bitter days 10 come,
when poverty and misery ground
them down, no hint Of the thief. no
sign OF the robber was ever revealed
Then. at last, day when q letter
came frum Ireland II was from the
firm IN which Bryan Llyn OF Virginia
had been interested. for the letter had
been sent 10 their care. and Dyck had
given them his address In London on
this very chanoe II reached Dyck's
hand ON the day after the last penny
had been paid out for their lodgings
and they faced the streets pennilese.
foodless-one was going 10 say friend
less The handwriting was that OF
Sheila Lyn
AT q street corner. by q chemists
shop where q red light burned. Dyck
opened and read the letter. This Is
what Sheila had written 10 him:
MY Dear Friend:
@The time ts near Il understand by
a late letter 20 my mother from an
Officially when you Will be freed from
prison and vill fAce the world agnin
I have not written you since your trial,
but I have never forgotten and never
shall have been forbidden to write
20 you or think Of you, but will take
my own way about YOU have known
6n that has happened since we left
ireland, through the letters my mother
has received know that Piaymore
has been sold, and I am sorry.
"Now uot your day Of release Is
near. and you are TO be again FREE
man, have You decided about your fu-
turef Is u 10 be In Ireiandf no,
think not Ireland is no place for
sane and level man TO fight his fight
for hon0r fnrrra and noma II honr that