The Dungannon News, 1915-04-15, Page 2Malang Rcstituhion;
Or, The Bridal Dress,
(MATTER ILVI.-(Oontinued).
Bir Lucian Ferrier was walking up and
down his study ae the °lock struck one.
He had thought, long and deeply; he had
tupparently come to some definite and Set-
tled conclusion. Two or three sealed let-
ters lay on the table, which he had writ-
ten with a firm, and unwavering hand,
and left to be discovered, ee Fate might
will it, in the morning.
For air Lucian had determined ,to leave
Oldham Grange—to leave New `York — to
leave the country.
11 I am once gone," he argued within
himself, "Leslie will have ahome at Old-
ham Grange. If I remain here, nothing
will prevent her f-om going out once more
into the world which has already been so
hard and heartless toward her. My poor,
poor .girl! what a cruel fortune is this
which, while it deprives her of friends
and home, at the same time places her in
the power of yonder hardened ruffian,
who evidently regards her ae nothing
more than a merchantable article! And
I am utterly powerless to aid her in any
respect, except by leaving her forever!"
All the night he remained there sleep-
less, and racked by contending emotions
--and 'when the first gray daylight began
to pearl the east, his face looked like the
face of a. man who bile passed through
some mortal illness. He glanced up at
the clock.
"A quarter to .five," said he, to himself.
'I shall catch the New York express if I
go across the fields, and shall be beyond
the reaeh of recall before my poor mother
is fairly awake on this, the morning of
my wedding -day."
He took his hat from the table, and,
moving noiselessly, crossed the threshold
of the French window, and strode out
upon the lawn, where the first birds were
beginning to warble their matin songs,
and a still, dewy freshness filled .all the
air. Sir Lucian felt bitterly within him -
eel that Nature had no sympathy with
breaking hearts and overcharged brains.
At the 'foot of the shady lane that led
down to the railway track, he stood an
instant to take his last look at the gray
gable of the old hoose that held his lost
jewel --an instant which was fraught with
a life's bitterness to him—and then walk-
ed rapidly on.
The parting was over. He should never
see Leslie Ford again. All was at end be-
tween then; all the love, the hope, the
sunny anticipation—and Sir Lucian Fer-
rier walked on, feeling a strange, un-.
usual sensation at his heart, as of com-
ingparalysis.
"It is worse than death," he muttered.
"And yet 1 must strive to bear it like a
man. If only I could bear it alone; but
the thought of her heartbreak makes a
child of me."
The warm glow of sunrise was irradiat-
ing the sky as he reached the platform
of the railway station, a junction at
which all expreso trains were compelled
by law to make a stoppage. Early as it
was in the 'morning, quite a little crowd
was gathered around the station -door,
and a man on a, horse was just starting
away—a man occasionally employed on
the Oldham Grange property. He touch-
ed his cap to Sir Lucian.
"I'm going for the coroner, sir," said
he. "There's been an accident. And 1,
juet found the body, sir, not fifteen min-
utes ago. A man was run over by the
down etoprese!"
"Killed!" said Sir Lucian, with the in-
terest which no one can help _feeling in
so sudden and appalling an occasion.
"As dead as Nebuchadnezzar, sir. Body
badly mangled, sir, but face quite natur-
al. except on one temple, 'where the cow-
catcher must have struck him. He's juet
°,here, sir," with a. backward motion
arta tnwamsi the railway etttion,
singed his spurs into the side of
!$e. 'You can go and look at him
u like, I dare say."
.end Sir Lucian, following the instinct
of a natural curiosity, selanced at hie
watch to make euro of not missing the
train, and entered :the square little red-
briek building.
A board or two, hurriedly brought in
from the platform, and laid upon a cou-
ple of came etools, 'formed an impromptu
bier for the poor wretch, whose soul had
thus been hurried into eternity. Two or
three men standing around the rigid fig-
ure, which had been decently covered
with a gray traveling cihawl, belonging
to one of 'the ticket agents, made way dor
the baronet as he approached-, and one
of them Lifted a handkerchief ,from the
face to let -Sir Lueian look at it.
"He's a stranger. hereabouts, 1 guess,"
haid he. "Ain't nobody seems to know
im. Yes, it is an ugly sight, I'll allow,"
ae Sir Lucian started back with a• smoth-
ered exclamation of horror. "By Heaven!
it is St. Just!" :buret from his white lips,
in spite of himself.
"Know him, sir?" asked the ticket
agent.
"Yes," answered .air Lucian. after a
second or so of_ hecitation. "He was at
my house last night. I gave him a check
for some money. He must have met his
death on hie way back."
"I always said people hadn't no bust -
to walk on the track," said the ticket
agent, "but it ain't no use teilin' 'em 50.
Look where the ccw catcher hit him on
the head, sir. Mut ha' thrawed him
in 'front of the train, where it passed
clean over his body and limbs. Well,
there's one comfort -he couldn't never ha'
snowed what hurt .him!"
And he replaced the handkerchief once
more over the mute. pale face of the
dead ratan, and strolled lietle,ssly to the
door, to look out for the expected train.
Sir Lucian Ferrier stood there an in-
stant. and •then walked out also into the
fresh beauty of the summer dawn. .The
ggloud bad passed from his face, the
;weight 'was lifted from his heart. Was it
wrong to rejoice in tile sudden and awfal
death of a fellow -creature! And yet,
-whose hand but that of a 'merciful Pro-
vidence had interposed to -strike down
the (barrier that separated him from the
'woman who had been hie promised wife?
"Behold the sparrows! And yet not one
di them 1alleth to the ground without
tour Father's knowledge!" Like a pro-
phecy the old Bible words came back to,
Fir Lucian Ferrier, as he stood thet•e in
the level sunshine, with the dead man
lying stark and etill in the little room
beyond.
Sir Lucian remained at the station only
long enough to see the coroner, and give
what little testimony he could as to the
name of the dead man. AS: to his ante-
cedents, it ie needless to say that he pro-
eerved an inviolable eilence.
"He visited me late laet night," said
he. "We had business together. and I
gave him a check for five thousand dol-
lars. I :suppose he meant to return to
the Duck's Back Inn," for the landlord
of that estasbliihinent had just arrived,
and bore evidence• that Mr. Jocquelin, as
J
the gentleanan called himself, had been
dtaying- there for a week past, for the
fishing, as he represented, 'but as to his
goings and copings, 1. am entirely ignor-
ant.- He is no friend of mine," in a,ns•wer
to an .informal question 'from the coroner,
"nothing but a mere acquaintance. And
as this . is clay= wedding -dry. I must ask
to be relieved from the neceseity of ap-
pearing later in the da -y- to give any evi,
dente at the inquest."
The coroner, a portly, good-natured
gentleman, who had a great respect for
the tilte and and wealth of the English
baronet. showed bie teeth in asmile,
even though this ghastly thing lay silent
and grim before him.
"Under the circumstances," he said, "of
course Sir Lucian was excusaJble, and all
that would be necessary :was for him to
sign his w,i
ritten t rnpny."
8o Sir ` Lucian returned to Oldham
Grange, feeling ae if he had left the black-
ness oaf darkness behind him forever.
Mrs. Tree aly met him on the thresh-
old.
"Lucian! Out already?" eaid she. "Why,
I thought f vtrts the 'earliest person up in
the household."
'I have been for' a walk," eaid Sir Lu-
cian, and escaping to his study, he wrote
a hurried note.
"Dearest Leslie,—Come "to me at once.
Our troubles are over.'-
:Mrs.
ver.'
:Mrs. Minton,' the' housekeeper, wag the
bearer of this missive, and she afterward
related her experience in the servants'
hall.
Miss Leslie looked like a ghost when
first I went in, and I don't honestly tee-
lieve !she'd slept a 'wink oll night! But
her face brightened up, all at once like,
when she read that bit of a note my mas-
ter had cent.
'Tell him I'll be there immediately,
Minton,' eaid she.
"And when she comes out of her room,
five minutes afterward, there ain't no
rose in all the garden ae was equal to
the color -in her cheeks! So ,I guess she'll
make a blooming bride, .arter all. And
that reminds mo, I must go and see -:if
them confectioner people has got the jel-
lies and blanc -manges turned out right,"
Leslie Ford had scarcely touched the
handle of the study door before Sir Lie
pian was at her -side, clasping her in his
arms, raining kisses upon her lips, cheeps
and beow. .
Dearest, dearest Leslie!" he cried. "My
wife, my bride, my own forever!"
"Lucian, I don't understand you!" slie
said, 1 iokting• 'wonderingly up into hie
face. "I thought that man laet night—"
"That man ie dead, Leslie, dead!"
-She recoiled involuntarily—but as Sir
Lucian went on to relate the particulars,
she listened intently.
"You are sure!". she said. "Oh, Lucian,
to be mistaken a iseeond time!" •-
I am -quite -sttre:'"I saw him lying dead
at the station, with sty own eyes."
Leslie hid her face on Sir Lucian's shoul-
der.
"Oh, it is so dreadful !" she whispered.
"My husband—any once husband—and yet
I can not feel sorry he is dead."
"Your husband only in name, dearest.
He has himself destroyed . all that could
induce affection or esteem in your mind.
But let that all pass. He is gone at la it
—gone •to render up hie own account .for.
his own sins and failings." -
"Yees," she said, 'faintly. "And . may
Heaven be merciful to his soul!"
"And to -day must still be our wedding ---
day, Leslie?"
"Oh. Lucian!"
"Listen, dearest, and I will explain
why. This ratan has long ago forfeited all
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INDIANS GREAT FIGHTERS.
Their Loyalty to Great Britain Un-
questioned.
The Indian soldier fighting with the
Allies in France is an interesting and
significant figure. India's loyalty I., re-
markable. She is utterly enthusiastic
to prove her full right to belong to the
British Empire. Indians want to be
freely admitted to Australia and Can -
and other colonies of the Empire.
The feeding of these troops has pray,
ed a delicate task, which has been
deftly solved so far For some of them
believe in having meat killed by cut-
ting the throat of the animal, while
others want the steers slain by a blow
on the back of the neck.
Some of the them get ill at the sight
of cow meat, while others spit at the
mere mention of a pig, according to
their religion. Crime is unknown in
the Indian army, and there are no
cells for the Indiait troops in the bar-
racks. The men enlist for 30 years,
and they bring their own horses.
When the animal dies the Government
furnishes another, and you must re-
member that these men are all sons of
well-to-do families. There are 100 ap-
plicants for every vacancy that occurs
in the ranks of the Indian army of Gt.
Britain. That applies to all regiments
there. So you can imagine what the
Empire will be able to get by taking
every fit pian who wishes to enlist.
l They are accustomed to the -climatic
t
atm your affect.c.n. He to no rtrtnr
to you, in truth -.»d ilT fact senTre tierGermans will die where
anereetstranger. No one knows than
ws the Ttiiie the Indians Will be warm and happy.
that once existed between you; no one
need ever know. We two, alone, are aware
of the barrier that had so nearly 'sepa-
ro•ted us forever. If the wedding is post-
poned, even for a week, explanation° are
inevitable. And is it far more ,merciful
to Edmund sat. Just to allow his memory
to sink into oblivion. Believe me, dearest,
it le better that' all, should go on ' •ae if
thie wretched man had never crossed our
path."
And Leslie Ford was forced to own that
her lover's reasoning was-eorrect.
They were married in the little village
church that afternoon—quietly married,
with only a few spectators to witness the
ceremaony, and Lady Ferrier' -traveled' to
New York with her husband, upon the
same day, leaving America for Talcote
Court by the next morning's steamer.
And no one ever knew, not even Jibe. Ut-
ley, who fancied she had penetrated all
the secrets of Leslie'sheart, how nearly
the marriage had been frustrated.
•• .
Years have passed since that strange,
quiet wedding -day. Sir Lucian and Lady
Ferrier are serenely happy in their Ibeau-
teful English home, where the current of
life flows on with calm and peaceful rip-
ples. But, sometimes, -sitting in the twi-
light, when the little ones are hushed in
sleep, Leslie looks back upon the checker-
ed past, and thinks of the two year- of
penance she suffered for that one sad
mistake of her life—anarrying for money
and a home!
But it is over now," she muses, with a
whispered prayer of gratitude. "And I
am happy at last, yee, perfectly happy."
And Sir Lucian, looking down into Les-
lie's eyes, can read every paseing thought
of her heart, as in a mirror, and smiles
back to her smile. He, too, has sinned
hnd suffered; he„too, s too, harepented. And
e, also, ie happy at last!
TILE END.
Revised Proverbs.
Any umbrella in a storm.
Consistency doesn't buy jewels.
A patient waiter is no refuser of
tips.
Wedlock is paved with goad inten-
tions.
Wlien the cat is away the night is
quiet.
It's a wise son who knows when to
strike his father for money.
Even people who do nct live in glass
houses should not throw stones
A little learning is a dangerous thing
but the same amount of ignorance
beats it.
Some people worry almost as
much over their money as other
people worry over not having any.
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The worth of the Indian troops is by
-this time well known to friend and foe.
Since their arrival in France they
have constantly been in the thick of
the fighting and have stood their
_.ground valiantly, although several bod-
ies 'from the warmer parts of India
have been severely tried by the cold.
OWN BATTERY.
HAD HIS
Remarkable Incident Related by Brit-
ish Officer.
A cavalry officer's letter in the Lon-
don Times from the battle -front tells a
queer story of an old artilleryman, as
follows: '
There is one incident. I must cite; it
amused us mightily. Some time ago,
when closer to the lines,"twe were out
exercising one fine morning when the
funniest old outfit came along, some
old guy of a gunner with a big, gun
towed by a sort of traction engine. He
was a funny looking old chap. He stop-
ped his caravan, consulted some notes,
and swung her around into position
and let off a couple of shots, first one
over, second short, and it appears he
was quite satisfied with the next four,
for he started packing up again. He
had a kind of aeroplane with him, too,
on a lorry, also in tow. Ile was the
funniest looking old cove you ever
saw, seemed to b'e running a -little
show of his own—the last we saw of
him he was round the Corner with his
traction engine half -mired in the ditch.
But it appears he knew what he was
about, for he put one of the enemy's
guns out of action with those four
shots. He made me scream with laugh-
ing, but I hope he's going strong still.
A YEAR'S SHIPBUILDING.
Lloyd's Register of Shipping in their!
statistical tables for 1914, state that'
the total addition of steam tonnage in
Britain during the year has been 1,- !
542,353 tons gross, and of sailing ton-
nage 16,919 tons gross, or, in all, 1,559,-
272 tons gross. Of tlae tonnage added
to the Register over 85 3-5 per cent.
consists of new vessels practically all
built in the United Kingdom. An im-
portant item among the other addi-
tions to the Register is that, 9f, vessels..
bought from abroad, viz., 216,189 tons.
The gross deduction of steam tonnage
from the Register amounts to 1,080,-
246 tons, and of sailing tonnage to 74,-
396 tons, or in all to 1.154.642 tons. On
the whole, during 1914, the number of
steamers on the otticial Register of
the United Kingdom has increased- by
252. and the tontrage'1'1y `442:107 tons:
while the number of sailing vesels has
decreased by 133. and the tonnage by
57,477 tons. The total number of ves-
sels on the Register has. therefore, in-
creased by 119, and the total tonnage
by 914,6311 tolls (luring the year.
Na, Biils.lo Pity.
She (reproachfully ---"You <1:+.1tt't
mind 'Rending money on:pie before
we were nlar1'ie(l.'' �.
Ile — "\4_' ; 1 had it then to
upend."
CHIEF OF IMP► iR.I AL STAFF.
Lieutenant - General Sir James
Wolfe •• iI. trray.
Chief of tae Imperial staff of the
i British Army is� the proud title of
.Lt. -General Si-mes Wolfe Mur-
ray, a milia 'in whom Canadians
( should be interested -because of the
!fact tha-t he is -,a lineal descendant
of .Col. Murray;., ;of the --Black
Watch, in 'vtt`hdsee '-arms Gen eral
James Wolfe-eclia41. upon the Plains
of Abraham. before Quebec in
1759. Col. Murray named hiis son
James -Wolfe, and .the two names of
EngIand's great hero have been
handed dower) --from generation to
generation. The - present James
Wolfe was: born on March 13, 1853.
This boy in due time had to get
his schooling, and began at the
aristocratic ' Gienalnlond in Perth-
shire. From"there he went to Har-
row, thence to the Royal Military
Academy at Woolwich, getting a
commission in the Gunners in 1872.
At the "shop" -no one supposed
that the youf�.Scot would have a
particularly brilliant career. It
was recognized that he could work
for ten hours at a stretch and was
extremely long-headed, but his
Scotch stories required a Scotch
sense of humor --to be found amus-
ing. For instance; he was fond of
the fallowing: One day, he relates,
he chanced to meet a "native" up
in town and asked him how he liked
London. "Man,- it's• a gran' place,"
replied the -Scot•;` `but for pleesu•re
commend me to Peebles." On the
other haiid it is told of Wolfe Mur-
ray that .on seeing the Pyramids
for the first time .he was observed
to be po-nderiele deeply over the
spectacle. Evereone believed ham
to be vastly impressed by their a•n-
tiquity and grandeur until he sol-
emnly delivered himself as tole
lows : "Only to think of these
things standing here all these thou-
sands of year. Give me a couple
of batteries and I would guaran-
tee to knock the rubbish to bits
in a week."
The "Ravening Wolfe."
Why he should ever have been
called t;he "Ravening Wolfe" is
not clear. There is no record in
any mess of his ever having attack-
ed a sheep -fold; on the contrary,
he has always been known as a
most staid and respectable •member
of society who has been twice mar-
ried, and brought up two sons and
three daughters • in the way they
should go. In the bad old days
Lt. -Gen. Sir James Wolfe Murray,
h.('.B.
when Wolfe Murray first entered
the service, :subalterns considered
that it was the proper thing to
play hard and work not at all. But
Wolfe Murray was a heretic. Play
he did not greatly care about, but
he worked all day, studied Russian,
and passed for the Staff College.
It was probably there he learned
that a rifle is a anore or less service-
able arm for tile destruction of
one's enemies. In ills early youth
he, like most gunners, had a fine
contempt for that weapon, and on
an inspecting officer questioning
him about his battery's musketry
progress, looked vague and aston-
ished. On being pressed for an
answer he admitted to knowing
that his men had some hand -guns;
but added that "he did not know
what they used them for."
His Chance Camt'.
On leaving the Staff College he
went to the Intelligence Depart-
ment at the• War Office. and then
on to Aldershot At last a chance
came. We had trouble with a
dusky potentate. A small British
garrison was shut up in Comassi,
and Sir James Willcocks was des- ,
patched with a force to relieve it. 1
Major Wolfe Murray was appoint-!
ed as commandant of the lines of
communication. Detail and hard ;
work suited him excellently; he
got a decoration and a brevet. His
job in Ashanti had done him c,o well
that when the South African War
came along he got a similar one in
Nat.tl. and was mentioned in des-
patches both by Sir George 'White
and Sir Redvers Buller. By this
time he was a major -general, and
\vent• out t,, India as Quartermas-
ter -General. The lite :e tin gods
with the bre s hats I:eulced on what
lo' }fail dune andf(•lllld that it was
eta{•(l, so they rpt-ied an ancient b'.l-
let. h-- name Master -General of
tin Ordnance, and this they gave
to Wolfe Murray-_ Tule chief duty
ef the t)ereve:holding 2.1115 job wa'
to give tips to Allose `'lose In authority
over hila and let them know w.hee
guns. rifles. and am in iti111 were
reaching t lnisbieu point 11) the
aisenals---in other words, to get
Spread
the Bread
with 'Crown Brand' Corn
Syru;j and the children's
crav;,eg for sweets wilt ljts_•-
colupetely satisfied.
Bread and 'Crown Brand'
-forth a perfectly balanced
food—rich in the elements
Edwardsburg that go to build up sturdy,
healthy children. •
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-:r
is so economical and so good, that it is little wonde 'th ..•
of pounds are eaten every year in the hoifles of Canada.
'Crown .Brand '— the children's favorite—is
equally good for all cooking purposes and
candy making.
"LILY WHITE" is a pure white Corn Syrup,
not so pronounced in flavor as 'Crown Brand'.
You may prefer it. .
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ardent economists out of scrapes.
Murray could do this more than
well, because detail and organiza-
tion were as the breath of his nos-
trils. In gratitude for all he had
saved everybody he was made a
divisional general in India, and now -
he has . succeeded the late Sir
Oharles Douglas as Chief of the
Imperial Staff.
JAPANESE BAIT DIGGERS.
One of the :host Miserable Ways of
Making a Living.
An extraordinary occupation that
many of tthe„very poor follow in
Japan, is that of the esatori, or
bait catcher, who spends his days
gathering angleworms. We say
"his,” 'continues the account in the
Japan Magazine, but the bait dig-
gers are as often women as men.
The Japanese angleworm is not
taken from the soil, as is .the case
in Occidental countries, but from
the black mud • of tihe rivers and
canals.
Tokyo is a great place for _this
calling. The city has numerous
streams and canals connected with
tidewater, and as soon as the tide
begins to ebb you ecaie see :women
with their baskets and theirs mud
forks climbing down the stone fac-
ings of the eanal,s, plunging their
legs into the deep mud, and picking
up the wringing red angleworms
that they dig out of the mud.
These worms are a. somewhat dif
ferent species from the earthworm.
TIIE NOBLE - SPIRIT.
Doing a "Small Thing" Belittles
the Doer. -
In one of Mrs. Wilkins -Free-
man's best short 'stories, 'We read
of a husband who is a hard-working
man, so intent on his schemes for
money -getting that he has grown
tihoughtle.ss of the higher obliga-
tions of life. For forty years he has
been promising to replace the tum-
ble-down farmhouse with a new
one ; but he has built barns instead,
and now he is breaking ground for
another. The patient wife turn -s to
her endless round - of • housework,
smarting under the sense of neglect
and ill treatment
She is baking pies, and the hur-
ries with her task, for the morning
is slipping away, and a piece of pie
for dinner is the husband's darling
indulgence. It never enters *her
mind that she might rettaliate by
the petty revenge of a pieless meal,
and if she had, eshe ' wo-uld have dis-
missed the thought as altogether
unworthy.
Mrs. Freeman adds the sage re-
flection : "Nobility of character
manifests itself at loopholes, when
it is not provided with -large
doors.
"Large doors" are not the: ordi-
nary belongings of small lives.
What our friends and the. world
know of us comes mainly by loop-
hole glimpses of the interior, but
these, after alt; are More significant
than we _are willing -to -believe. Do-
ing a "sa?all thing" belittles the
'Thv are, sl i'ht1y -stouter; with doer; 1.t • is a 1^ ,; Le diseosuro
t,cd -1,`.;�i'ies it - i. eeefeezeirearrelkee,,„and aiia;.--1r=iwt18.• spi-
tached mouths. The receptacles for
the captured Worms are, baskets or
tub -s with covers that contain small
square openings through which the
women drop the woriits as they
pick them 1!.p... As soon as ttie bait..
baskets .or tubs are full the women
take them to the shop , and sell
thein. The bait Shop deals in bait
only, and from these establish-
ments the fisihennen buy worm's for
their hooks.
The amount that the angleworm
catchers can make daily is very
small—not more tih-an• forty sen for
each worker ; but it helps out in
the household expenses. In the
summer weather the work is not
hard; although it is certainly hot,
with the sun beating clown ,on the
stooping form and reflected from
the wet mud and water. In the
colder weather, however, it is
more trying, for the bait catcher
has to stand for !hours in the freez-
ing mud.
Diseases that • are the result of
their calling are frequent among
the bait women, especially beriberi
and dropsy. The Japanese regard
bait digging as the most miserable
way of getting a living known to
mortal man.
The Cigaret in England.
Who started the cigaret craze in
England? To the Duke of Buccleuch,
who recently celebrated his golden
wedding_ anniversary, belongs this dis-
tinction. In 1856 he went to Russia to
attend the coronation of Alexander II.
Finding the cigaret very popular in
that country, especially in. St. Peters-
burg, he brought back the weed in this
form to England, and English folk
have smoked them ever since.
sit. We often thank that "holding
a grudge” is only the firmness that
sedfrespect demands when we know
that we are on the right side of a
-quarrel. Really it proves only a
mind too narrow and selfish to for-
get and forgive.
The careless husband of the story
would have been• kee•n:eyed enough
to see the slender loophole of a pie-
less dinner, and the confidence and
respect of forty years of -wedded life
would have suffered a loss by w'h:at
he saw. A series of such loophole
disclosures might account for a
thousand loveless homes and a
thousand broken friendships.
But a noble spirit, a loving heart,
a character moulded on• broad lines,
cannot be hidden, either. It comes
abroad. to sweeten 'and uplift the
world through. loopholes as well as
through doors. A life that shines
never fails to be seen, although it
may be fancy itself concealed under
the "bushel" of obscure circum-
stances.—Youth's Companion.
Death -like Silence.
In the rainless interior of Australia
there is .a "silence of the grave." This
death -like silence has a peculiarly de-
pressing effect. If two men are camped
and one of them goes to a distant
township to get provisions while the
Other remains behind to look after the
camp, the man who is to remain says
to his friend in forcible, gold fields
language: "Now, Bill, -don't be long
away You know what kind of a - place
this - is to live.in by yourself." Or
words to that effect. If his mate is
away for two or three days the silence
gets on the man's nerves, and in the
end -he shouts to make a noise. And
often he is afraid of the sound of his
own voice.
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Glory.
The eartea seemed to steam ev
where, and over ald•ii1D1g )f pa1J:It
may have been on11y the mist rising -
from `the river, or the brelath:of the
sleeping thousands, lying uneasily
'in their muddy bivouac. All was
silent, andethe night was black as
.the pit. •
Now and again. the ghastly light
-of a bureting•shel,l sit up the scene.
Presently, out of the darkness came
stealing dim, .unearthly shapes,
making never a sound. Shape;
silent, like the, ;wraiths of dead
.heroes.
Suddenly a soldier, disturbed by
an uncanny feeding of something
near him, sat up.
"What the —'s this?" he aels
ed, and in reply was told "Indian
troops moving forward to a night
attack.", Reassured, he lay down
again.
The "Garvies" to the `Rescue.
On stole the :brave Indians, and
presently night was made hideous
by the' awful sounds of conflict, for
our men were right among the Ger-
mans.
Great and grim was the fight
which ensued, but the foe were airs
together too strong. We head caught
a :Tartar with a vengeance, and the
Indians looked like being wiped
right out, until a fearsome yell
arose from the British ..,trenches
,
and out dashed the "Gavies" tQ
the rescue -thea, "Garvies" being.
the nickname enjoyed by the Con-
naught Rangers. Up from the.
trenches they sprang; and dashed
into the middle of the scrimmage.
Then -the slaughter commenced.
It was soon over, and back came
the "Garvies," bringing the sur-
vivors of the Indians with them.
At Canlb•rai their colonel ad-
dressed them in these words:
"Rangers of Connaught, the eyes
of :all Ireland are on you this day.
On, then, and at them • and if you
do not give theme th;e: soundest
thrashing they have ever. had! in
their lives you needn't look ole in
the face again, in this world or
the nett':" -
Needless to 's'ay, the thrashing
was duly administered.
Held for Three Months.
Du -ring the South African War,
.14_ R (s the Connaughts performed a
.i.kesisakezetessiticih wiltstand'
f ever on the -roll of Brital .
glory.
- This place was_held for three,
weary months by Lieutenant Long
-,a mere boy of twenty-two—with
53 men of the Connaughts, aided
by only 17 other men attached
from various -regiments.
Their sufferings from disease,
sounds, and privation were awful,
but they remained true to their
motto, "No Surrender," until
peace was declared.
At the beginning of the campaign
the 2nd Battalion was marching
from Lydenbur.g to Pretoria when
they. were met .by a large party of
Boers at Bronkhurst Spruit. Thie
was before war had :been declared,
and they .were toad not to advance
further, as tihe Transvaal. Republic
had been declared, but not war.
The colonel turned to walk back to
the column, in- which were many
women and children, but by this
time the Boors had crept up all
round, and suddenly opened a mur-
derous fire. Every officer was hit,
and 151 n.c.o.'s and men went
down, besides many women and
children.
Saving the Powder.
The regiment was first raised in
1793, to meet the expected invasion
of England by the French Revolu-
tionary Army.
During the Peninsular War they
gained great glory when they form-
ed the forlorn hope sent against
Bad'ajoz—a scene well illustrated in
Caton Woodville's famous picture.
-Just before the forlorn hope set
out General Pictcn addressed them.
"I do not intend to waste powder.
We will settle the business with
cold steel."
The method of settling accounts
with the -bayonet is particularly
popsl.a r with the sons of the Emer-
ald Isle, as the Germans are now
learning.
THE SOLDIERS. AND THE PEN.
IHere is a scrap of real literature
'culled from a letter from the front: The
! country is now covered` with a silvery.
coating of snow. Away on a hill stands
a monastery, showing dark and grim
above the peaceful country, standing
like some mediaeval warder castle.
The church bell's king out on the frosty
I air. Sullenly over the hill comes the
in-cessant rumble of the cannon, now
growing, now waning. Out of the sky
i —a speck in the crystal atmosphere—
s comes an aeroplane. Suddenly beside
:t, and behind—a little pule of smoke .
breaks out and spreads a feathery
cloud, followed by others in quick sue-
- from a hostile bat-
tery. The peace of the day is broken,
and the world seems on "edge.i The
hell over the hill is brought before us
-=men dying, and .fighting—humanity's
birthright of pity and•love Flunk in pas•
sions of a more brutal age: Whatet--ei
• the c•utconie, it must be fated. ,
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