Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-06-16
Continued From. Yesterdays Starr
TwENTY-sEvENTH INsTALLMENT.

TIME dawn of what promised to bt
en- eventful day broke grayly
over Healthward Ho. BY
Il o'clock, however, the sun had
forced it's way through the mistS
and at precisely one of its rays, steal
ing in at an upper window, fell upon
Sergt Maj. Flannery, lovely in sleep
He opened his eyes, and, realizing that
another morning had arrived with all
its manifold tasks, heaved himself out
of bed and began his simple toilet
This completed, he made his way TO
the kitchen, where a fragrant smell OF
bacon and coffee announced that break
fast awaited him.
His companions In the feast, Rosa.
the maid, and Mrs. Evans, the cook.
greeted him with the respectful warmth
due to a man of his position. However
unpopular Mr. Flannery might be with
the patients OF Healthward Ho. he was
always sure of hearty welcome below
stairs. Rosa worshiped his mustache,
and Mrs Evans found his conversation
entertaining.
Today, however, though the mustache
was present in all its pristine glory, the
conversation was lacking.
"A penny for your thoughts, Mr.
Flannery," said Mrs. Evans, piqueo.
The sergeant major started. 1t came TO
him that he had been remiss.
II was thinking. ma'am,' he said,
poising q ferkful Of bacon. "of what
may call the sadness OF life.
Life is sad" agreed Mrs. Evans.
'That verlent case upstairs" pro-
ceeded Mr.. Flannery. Now, there
something that makes your heart bleed.
That young fellow no doubt started lie
with everything pointing to happy
and prosperous career-good nome,
good education, everything-and just
because he's allowed himself to fall into
bad 'abits, there he Is, under lock and
key, so to speak"
Can he get out?" asked Rosa.
Mr.. Flannery raised his eyebrows.
mo, he cannot get out And If he
did you wouldn't have nothing to fear,
not with me around"
I'm sure it's comfort, feeling that
you are around, Mr.. Flannery," said
Mrs. Evans.
Almost the very words the young
fellows sister said to me when she left
him here" rumbled Mr.. Flannery. she
said to me: Sergeant major, she said,
It's such relief to feel that there's
some one like you ere, sergeant major.
she said. I'm sure you're wonderful In
any kind of an emergency, sergeant
major she said" He sighed. ITS
thinking of er that brings home the
sadness of it all to a man, If you UNI
derstand me. What mean, here's that
beautiful young creature racked with
anxiety, as the saying is, on account OF
this worthless brother Of hers. :"
And at the end of it all Sergt. Maj.
Flannery left the table short one egg
and slice of bacon of his normal al
lowance
At this moment one Of the bells above
the dresser tangled noisily.
That's Him." said Mrs. Evans. Go
and see what He wants" She usually
referred to the proprietor of Health
ward Ho by means of a pronoun with a
~ capital letter, disappearing, though
she recognized It's aptness, of her as
Sistant's preferences for the sobriquet of
Old Monkey Brand. Hits His break
fast, tell Him it'n be ready In min
ute.' II
Rosa departed. 80
Its not His breakfast" she an
stairs breakfast. Old Monkey Brand
wants to have look at 1t before it's
took him."
Don't call him Old Monkey Brand"
Hes to have some bacon and eggs
and toast and potter coffee" said
Rosa. And old Lord Twist wants to
have q look at it before it's took him. "
Silence reigned in the kitchen, broken
only by the sizzling of bacon.
Here you are" said Mrs. Evans ct
length. Get me one Of them trays and
the pepper and salt and mustard, and
be careful you don't drop it,
Drop it? Why should drop IT."
well, don't"
Out In the garden, hidden from the
gaze Of any who might espy him and