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'Wednesday, August 19th, 1891.
CAPTAIN KITTY.
1 3Al.t•ATIONIST SKETCH.
CHAPTER 1.
Her face under the shadow of the
ugly buuuet, was one of extreme
refinemyut and beauty. She looked
—as, indeed, she was—thorough
bred. Katherine Villiers, in fact,
belonged to one of the oldest fanii•
lies in England.
Nevertheless, she was one of the
most popular and successful captains
in the army ; and, amid all the
.coarseness and •
apparent prufauity
of the stormy meeting then progress-
ing, elle hold her head high and
never fliuched fur a moment, though
. some of the language used both by
orators and sinners must have been
a revelation to her.
1.• But Captain Kitty had that
.enthusiastic, exalted sort of tempera-
ment of which saints and martyrs
are au outcome, although there
were both human passion and feel-
ing in her dark eyes. When eho
prayed, as she did now in her turn,
it was not so much a prayer as an'im-
;passioned protest against the powers
of evil—au agony, a battering as it
were at the gates of heaven. One
could hear the human heart throbs
through the eager words. Her
cultured, exquisitely modulated
voice rang through the great hall
like a silver bell and set the chords
of many a long buried feeling vibrat-
ing.
4That's right, Captain Kitty !
"Have it out with The devil! Give
.him a bloody nose 1 Land him one
in the eye !'
The expressions of applause that
were echoed about from one en-
thusiast to another were perhaps
mot very choice or elegant, but they
were certainly evoked by genu-
ine feeling, undeniable emo-
tion.
One man upon the platform com-
menced to spar wildly in the air, as
though he were fighting with some
invisible opponent who was bent
-upon overthrowing him, A woman
—whose eye was black and her face
swollen, as though the had been ex-
ceedingly maltreated—rolled on the
floor in a fit of hysterics. She be-
gan to confess to a catalogue of sins
—s roll call of an exceedingly
ghastly and unedifying character,
beginning with minor offeusea
against the law—such as petty lar-
-coney and `drunk and disorderlies'
—and gradually working up to the
climax of infanticide, on a whole-
sale scale, fur the sake,of insurance
moneys. '!here are even now
Lucrezia Burgles in humble life
who, without the stage accessories of
gilded goblets and sparkliug wines
commit murder on the same nig
lines ae that dramatic personage.
The revelations made sometimes at
these Sensational religious meetings
;are appalling 13ut people attend-
,* ing them are so accustomed to
melodrama that they produce very
(little effect.
One of the workers stooped, over
the writhing, groaning, guilt-
:atricken singer, and whispered
words of hope and encouragement ;
but the beautiful, passionate plead-
ing went on all the time, every
word dictinctly audible, even
through the tumult it raised.
And yet it was not the words
that moved them, but the tones, the
thrilling subtle sweetness of the
'voice inflexions. Those swayed
their eenees and played upon their
emotions, as might the magic of
some great and glorioue symphony.
In this sort of emotional religion
.the,svor:da neo--mnathitrg•; 'Elis 'voiee,
.personal magnetiem, nervouie force,
sympathetic rapport of the' speaker
are everything, Captain Kitty was
perfectly aware that this power be-
longed to her. She delighted in
the exercise of it, just. as a great
actress might delight in seeing her
audiebce' alternately ..laugh end
weep, while under the spell ofIs •
genius. The dramatic instinct is
indeed a valuable one to a Salvation-
ist. If it were entirely eliminated
from the platform there would be
few conversions, fewer dieciples.
After the prayer was over, Cap
tain Kitty came down from the plat-
form and went slowly about among
the people—exhorting, beseeching,
encouraging. Eager hands—palsied
with drink, olammy with a cito-
ment, foul with the filth of days—
were stretched out to grasp her as
she passed ; and she had a word
and a kindly greeting for all.
When ells reached the sobbing,
hysterical wemau she paused, laid a
cool, soothing hand on that
miserable, bealobbored brow, parted
the ragged wisps of hair. and gazed
into the bloated, drink -sodden eyes
'1'm a had an, a downright bad
un!' cried the sinner, with a sort of
despairing pride iu the gigantic
nature of her guilt. `It's no man-
ner of use tun tryin' to be good,
because what I've done is enough
to damn the whole of creatiou.'
'Thu Lord ,wants your heart, ur
lie would not be asking fur it now,'
replied the Salvation Captaiu in n
teuder voice; and the woman, stoop-
iugsuddenly, grabbed a bit of her
dress and kissed it.
Close beside thorn stood 0 nt to
who had beau a very attentive
listener to Captain Kitty's prayer,
and who had followed with his 0.es
every movement with a sort of
breathless eagerness.
Ile was a man of perhaps 35 years
of al age, with a handsome, brouzed,
haggard face, and a luau figure, upon
which his rags of cluthiug hung
lousely. Puurly, wearily am he was
dieSSed, there was about hind that
valueless, indescribable air that
malls unmistakably, to the cite,
him who has once been a gentle-
man.
When Captaiu Kitty drew Haar
and began to talk to the hysterical
woman, this man hid his face in hie
arms, a3 though either to bury away
same intense emotion, or to prevent
some poPsible recognition.
If he was moved by the latter
feeling, however, he defeated his
own object; for the Salvationist
took it for granted that he WAS
moved by her exhortation instead,
and stayed to clinch the argument.
The cause was hers, heart and soul,
and she but lived to rescue sinners
from the devil's grasp.
When, therefore, she noticed that
the man's shoulders were working
convulsively, and that he kept his
face sedulously hidden, she judged
that it was the spirit of God at work
within him.
She laid her firm, white band
upon his shoulder. and at the touch
he shuddered from head to foot.
'Brother,' she murmured, stoop-
ing over him, so that he felt her
warm breath on his cheek, 'God
asks your soul of you! \Vill you
let him ask in vain 2'
The man groaned, but made no
other reply. Captain Kitty went
on.
'Oh, my brother ! my dear, proc•
ioue, loved brother in Christ, will
you not listen t.r my poor pleading
and cast away the burden of sin
that is weighing you to the earth 2
It is eo simple—so simple, and the
relief is so unutterable. Give me
your life and let me pass it on to
God.'
At this last adjuration the man
seemed moved by some irresistible
force to raise his head and to look
her in the face.
As their eyes met—her's eager,
supplicating, ardent, full of beseech.
ing love and tenderness ; his full of
nothing but a haggard trouble and
despair—she cried out wildly and
put her hand to her heart, as though
stabbed there by some sharp, sudden
pain.
'Julian—Julian Gray 1' she ex-
claimed, in a tone of great surprise
and excitement.
'Aye, Julian Gray—or at least all
that is left of him 1' replied the
man, in a hollow voice. Captain
Kitty was breathing quickly, her
hand, still pressed against her side.
You could see her heart beating
through her dross as she vainly
strove to regain her self possession.
The eight of this face, risen from
her former world to coutrout her,
had disturbek her strangely.
thought you were still in
Australia,' she gasped, after a mo
ment's pause.Where have you
been all these J ears 2'
The man laugded—a ghastly, un -
mirthful laugh that would have
provoked notice in any other place,
but did not sound at all extraor-
dinary there.
'Where 2 To hell, I think ! You
hear lots of queer experiences in
this new life of yours, Well, call
to mind the very strangest end the
very wickedest of them all and you
still wouldn't be able to realize
mine !'
For once Coptain Kitty did not
li¢peirr roi cis to grasp Ilse oppor`fun•
ity this confession opened to her.
She was neually quick to seize upon
every robattce given her to light; the
powers of evil. But now she seem-
ed trunk dumb. She merely stood
still and gazed down into the
depths of those wild, despairiug
eyes—a like trouble growing into
lier own as she gazed.
i:. '1—I scarcely thought you would
ave kno yn mo. 1 hoped you
tould pass by, unrecognized,
t ie wreck of the man you once—
new j'
`I should have known your eyes
elnywhere,' replied the Salvationist
*,lowly.
Then she sighed and awoke to the
reality of things. She was one of
Christ's soldiers and she meet not
neglect her duty. No mere human
emotion must interfere with that.
'Julian,' she said—and now her
voice was quint, though full of sup•
preened intensity, 'you did well to
come here, I have prayed for you
always. I have bag;,ed that God
would give we your sour so that I
might render it to Him. My prayer
is surely answered, since you are
here.'
'Don't you make any ulietake,
Kitty,' he answered roughly, '1
did not cuwe here fur any of that
tomfoolery. You dou't cutch me
slobbering over wy sins like those
id -iota over there ! I'm u elan,
when all's said and done : and, if
I've sinned, 1 cau repent without
howling about it'
'1 hoped you were here to Keck
salvation, umy poor friend friend.
What, was it that brought you, if
not that 1'
'The chance of seeing you. 1
heard about you and I could not be•
lieve it until f saw it with toy own
eyes. Besides, I was hunsry for the
sight, of you—after all those hate-
ful, God forsakers years 1'
She would not notice the break in
his voice, time pleading in his wretch-
ed eyes.
She was all duty now ; and, since
the time fur his conversion was not
yet come she must leave him for
other and more ae.eessiidu souls.
'You must coma again,' she aaid
—!mer sweet, clear voice completely
under control. '(!orae again, and
again, until the Spirit of the Lord
reigns to move in your torpid soul.
Believe rue, dear Julian, there is no
way to happiness save only by the
way of conversion.'
But at night, when elle lay on
her hard, narrow bed, the thought
of that strange meeting came back
to trouble her and to prevent her
from sleeping, tired aa she was.
Years before, when she was a
light-hearted girl in' her teens,
Jullian Gray had been her betrothed
lover. He was the younger son of
a baronet whose lands adjoined
those of her father. He was then
in the army. His prospects were
not, perhaps, brilliant, but they
were fairly good. He would inti
herit his mother's fortune and his
hride.elect was nut penniless, so
that there was eyery reason to sup,
pose that the young people would
be eery comfortably off.
Then, little by little, a change
took place. Rumors reachea her
home that troubled the peace of the
family—Julian was becoming a by•
word in his regiment for fastness
aimd general recklessness of conduct.
He gambled, and became heavily
involved in debt in consegnenee.
Then, to drown his regrets and re-
morse, he took to drinking. That
finished him. Before long news
came that he had been obliged to sell
out and was now on his way home,
disgraced and humiliated.
Under these circumstances Mr,
Villiers insisted, not unnaturally,
upon the severance of his daughter's
engagement. She "rebelled against
the edict, but all in vain. The
family was a proud one, and her
father pointed out to her that for
generations their escutcheon had
been stainless, and that no shade of
disgrace had ever rested upon their
name. Would she—talking all this'
into coneideration—ally herself with
a man whose name had become
notorious for every epecies of riot
and debauchery '
Katherine was young and sensi-
tive, and she could not answer this
except by consenting to the separa-
tion. She begged in her turn but
for one thing—which was, that elle
might break it to him by word of
mouth; that before they parted for-
ever she /alight have one final in-
terview with him• How well she
remembered that last day 1 They
bed met by his special desire at one
of their old trysting places, for he
did not feel equal to facing the dis-
approving eyes that would glare
upon him up at hell.
The day was draw to a close ; a
cold, clear, sunless October day,
with ' a low wind moving about
among the grasses at their feet,
where they stood on time barren sand -
hills by the shore.
She could picture it all quite dis-
tinctly now when she closed her
eyes—the long stretch of cold, pallid
sand, the bleached seagrasses, from
which ever and anon crept up a
sound like a shivering nigh ; the
gray, gnllen sea, with its great waves
thundering.� on t lUfbef e,. -- -.
_.TG wee all' hopeless and colorless,
like the future that stretched before
her, when she should have gone out
of it.
And she loved him so—she loved
him so
Never, perhaps, had she realized
this fact so thoroughly as at that
bitter moment of final separation.
'I ate not good enough for you,
and they are quite right to part us.'
he said, with a sort of eullen re-
ignation, that it was my only hope
—my only chance.'
"What will you do, Julian 2' eho
asked, timidly, after an interval of
sorrowful silence.
'How do I know S Go to the
devil, I suppose,' he replied, with a
desperate brutality, born of muoh
pain. For his love had been the
one good and true thing in situ;
and now the sight of her pale face
and pleading eyes uuwauned him
and wade him bitter and savage.
If he could alone have born the
suffering it would not have been so
unendurable. There was reason
why he should be wade to smart.
But there was no justice in the
power that pnmmislmed the innocent
for the sins of the guilty.
S 1 the very tenderness of the wan
helped to harden his heart and to
tuadden him. But love lends
insight, so it is possible that Bath,
eriue understood.
When it wad all ever ilia people
managed to raise some money for
hire and packed hon ort to Australia,
that refuge for our scapegrace:;.
Does that muds ill used country
thank us for making her a present of
our younger sone and Our ne'er-do-
wells, 1 wonder 2
Whether or no, at least it is euu
venieut that, if they have nothing
before them but etervation, they
should do their starving et a respect-
ful distance from their aristocratic
relations.
1 re had kept his .•.,ri. He had
said that he supposed he would •go
to Zhu devil, cud now it certainly
appeared from his words aud loults
that ht+ bad dune so in earnest.
But, as for her, she had give
herself over to time go el caner, body
and soul.
They might prevent her from
marrying the one love of her life,
but they would not prevent her from
enlisting in time ranks of the Lord's
Army, Much as they might be
scandalized at the low vulgarity of
the proceeding. Had she turned
Catholic now and entered a convent
—that would at least have been a
well bred notion ! Broken hearts
could be hidden in a much more
reputable wanner within convent
walls, since the girl was so foolish as
to delete) her Heart to be broken by
a worthless scamp !
But Katherine Villiers had no
vocation for the life—if life it ran
be called --of a nun. There was a
vein of wild, tumultuous blood in
her, along with all her goodness and
virtue ; and this made her yearn for
something more thrilling and excit-
ing than the dreary, gray tnonotony
of perpetual prayer and perpetual
telling of beads. Better to die at
once, she thought than doom herself
t0 a living death 1
Just at that time there tolled a
sudden wave of enthusiasut for the
Salvation Army across the country ;
and it carried back with its ebbing
tide one eager, enthusiastic recruit.
Once wore her colorless existence
became refused with vivid tints,
gold and purple and scarlet flashes
lighted up the dull monotony, and
in the blare of trumpets and waving
of banners Captain Kitty forgot for
the first time her own private grief
and despair;
But she had never forgotten to
pray for him. And now I Was
the answer to that prayer come at
last 2
CHAPTER 11.
She had but slept for a couple of
hours when some one came to rouse
her.
'You are to dress at once and go
to No. 9 Ilulcaster's Rents. There's
a man there met with an accident,
and they've seut for you 2'
Captaiu Kitty wondered a little
as to who it cuuld bo that wanted
her iu particular, and not ono of the
nurses who lived in the place ; but
Niro was too sleepy to feel much
astonishmentat anything. She did
not delay long over her toilet ; just
dipped her head into a basin of cold
water to dispel. the drowsiness and
hurried on her clothes anyhow.
Mulcaster'•s Rents was a nasty
neighborhood for a lady to visit
alone at 1 o'clock in the morning;
but the army had made it a head•
quarters for one of its divisions and
its soldiers were free of it, and in
no danger of molestation.
Captain Kitty felt very weary,
both in body and mind, as she toil-
ed up the greasy, dirty staircase,
where the boards were rotten and
crazy, and whore the stair rails had
been torn out for firewood. But the
weariness was all gone when she en-
tered the wretched room and recog-
nized that there, upon the bed, lay
the form of Julian Gray—the man
for whom she had been praying so
earnestly.
A doctor vele ben ling Aver him,,
—arhl1 allim'm -her a�vont with pietas-
tire.
ietas-
ure.
'I don't know why on earth they
didn't take him to tb.e hospi4 at
once," he said in a tone of vexation ;
'but it seew.e he begged hard to be
brought home, and to have yuu sent
for, before he relapsed into uncon-
sciousness.'
'is he much injured?' asked Cap
tail Kitty in a low voice.
The doctor shook his head.
"It isn't that. He was knocked
down by a cab—drunk, I suppose,
and blind, they generally are—and
has two or three ribs broken ; but
that won't kill him. He's been a
f3lIow with a splendid physique to
begin with 1'
And the surgeon lifted the arm of
the prostrate pian and looked at it
admiringly.
'Then what is it you dread 2"
The doctor gave her a sharp
glance. There was no fear of shock•
ing a Salvationist. They were too
well used to every variety of vice.
'It's the fever that will supervene,
the D. T., you know 1 The man's
been driuking like mad for weeks,
I should say, and now his blood is
little bettor than alcohol. Who's to
see him through with it, I wuudor 2
It'll be a tough fight. She's not
much use, poor little wretch !' ho
ended, with a glance toward the fire-
side.
Captain Kitty followed the direc-
tion of that glauce and started.
The figure of a girl—untidy,•iiih-
eveled, ragged—was sitting thele
witb her head buried in her hands,
sobbing in a soft, subdued sort of
lash lou•
The Salvationist turned !gale to
the lips, but she set these same lips
in a firm line.
'I will see hire through it,' she
said with quick decision.
Tho surgeon looked at her doubt-
fully,
oubt-
fully,
'But perhaps you don't know
what it is that you are undertaking?
It is 110 joke when time fits commie man,
I cen tell yon.'
I have some idea, I spent four
months once in the accident ward of
a hospital.
`'That's all right,, then 1 You
know what to expect, a lieu Ime comes
round. You will have to keep t;iv
ing him doses of this—browido of
potassium it is—to quiet him, or in-
flammation will sot in, and if he
should become violent he will re-
quire to be strapped down. Are you
afraid 2'
`Not in the least 1 Look at my
arm, I am as strong as a man.'
It was, indeed, powerfully and
apleudidly molded. Tho doctor ran
his oyes over her, and confessed to
himself that he had never seen a
grander specimen of womanhood.
From the glorious masses of ruddy
brown hair to the firm, shapely feet
there was not, to all appearances, a
weak spot about her. Nevertheless,
the quick professional gaze detected
something amiss.
'Are you quite sure of your
strength 1' he asked with soma hesi-
tation. If she did not know it
would be worse than foolish to warts
her.
But her oyes met his in his sig-
nificant response to the question
underlying his unspoken one.
`1 know,' she said, quietly ; 'you
need nut fear shocking me ! I have
known it for long. But 1 am going
to nurse him all the same, and I
shall not break down.
'Has he any claim on you?' he
persisted.
'Yes. It is partly my fault that
he is—what ho is 1 Had I been
brave enough I alight have saved
him—once !'
'Ah !' was the long drawn mono-
syllable that came from the Doctor's
lips. It meant a great deal. He
had seen sufficient of life during the
course of his hard working years in
the East End to guess at the facts of
the the story pretty correctly.
A man who had -been agentleman,
dying !of drink and dissipation; a
woman still young and very beauti-
ful, bound together by some past un -
forgotten and regretted—it was easy
to piece together such a romance as
this.
But the Doctor came across so
many queer stories during his day's
work that he had no time to specu-
late concoruing them. All he now
wanted was to do the best he could
for his patron, and to see that he
was left in capable hands. And
those of the woman before him
seemed thoroughly capable, even
though she had heart disease and
would not last long under the stress
and excitement of the life she was
leading.
It was a pity, because she was a
fine creature ; but, after all, it was
no business of his 1 Se he went on
giving her directions, and told her
in case of necessity she could send
for the man who lived on the oppos-
ite side of the landing—a big, pow-
erful coal -heaver, who was under
obligations to him, and who would
gladly come to her aesitance. Then
he took up his hat and left her
there alone with the sleeping man
—and the fair-haired girl by the
fire.
When he had gone she sank on
her knees by the bedside,
AO-1r,F-=Gody ew by. ..dieL, we , jack., dis,..
both of us, on that dreary October
day, long ago? It would have been
bearable then, and we could have
passed out into this night and the
darkness—togother. You were wino
then, darting, and I was yours! It
wouldn't have been so batt to face it
hand in hand 1 But —now 1' Here
she stopped for a moment, and the
sound of a low eobbing fell on her
her ears. She trembled violently
and ruse instantly to her feet, 'Now
1 belong to God, and must do his
work," she said resolutely, setting
her teeth and frowning. 'And as
for you, Julian, you are in all pro-
f bebility hers 1 What I have got to
do now is to save you for her.'
Mastering her feeling of repug-
nance she *reseed the room and put
her hands on the girl's shoulder.
'You must stop that,' she said in a
fires voice. 'If you wont to be of
any use to him you roust leave off
crying at once.'
• The girl gave a queer sort of chok-
ing sound,making an effort to obey.
Then she looked up wonderingly,
she was a rather pretty, fair Haired
creature ; very young, and apparent-
ly very much accustomed to being
commanded. Her big, blue eyes had
a frightened slue in thein, and
every now and then when any one
spoke suddeuly site would start and
shrink, as though dreading a blow
to follow.
'Who aro you 1 Whitt is your
name, 1 mean 2' asked Captain Kit-
ty •
Me 2 Lor', I'm only 'Meller !' she
answered at once, brgiuuiug to rub
her eyes with her nut too clean ap-
ron, preparatory to entering upon an
account of her self ; then, with a
wistful gaze across the route, 'Ho
ain't a-goiu' to die, is he 2 I thought
as 'Ow it was only the jiut-jams he'd
got ; but the ductor 'o says it's a bad
job, and' 'is ribs is broke ! But
he'll get better, don't you thiuk2'
'Yes, I thick he will if you and
I do our best for him. Now 'Melia,
1 want you to take a note for /no to
headquarters as soon as it's light,
and thou get via a telegraph forte.
Where is tho nearest offi e 2
'Melia thought a mno/neut. ,
'There's au orris next dour but uue
round the corner—lig. (.it'eou, grocer
an' confoosh'ner, general post orfis,
au' telegrat•t 1 Will that do 2 It
won't open afore 'arf-past seven,
though.'
'Yea, that will do. Now yuu had
better wash your face anti he clown
for ;an hour or two, and I will
watch. Is there a vacant room near
this 2'
'Melia nodded.
'One nes' door. People lef' only
the day afore yes'day. Got nothiu'
in it but a 'eap of shaviu's. Never
mind. I'll take a blanket, and lie
on the shavin's till yon call we—if
—if you're quite sure lmo xvou't miss
me.'
'I will tell you if he sake for
you.' replied Captain Kitty coldly.
The girl turned her big, vacant,
blue eyes on the other, as the tone
et:uck her with astonishment; but
the Salvationist waved her away im-
periously,
The next few hours ware like
years, as the woman watched by the
side of her long lost lore.
It all mania about as the doctor
predicted. \Viten the stupor passed
away it was followed by wild delir-
ium and cerebral excitement, terri-
ble to witness. Nevertheless, Cap-
tain Kitty did not find. it necessary
to ask for assistauce. Those strong
white arms of hors proved as effica-
cious as bonds, as she wound them
around him and held him down
by main force when the frenzy seiz•
ed him. But there was something
also in the eery presence of the
stronger nature that acted upou him
a spell ; even though he did not
know it in the least, and kept on
calling for Captain Kitty to come
and drive the devil away, and give
a fellow a chance for his life.
During these ravings she learned
how her memory had been woven
into all these wretched, mis-
erable years of his; how, amid
all his sin and degradation, he
had never forgotten her. At length
the opiate took effect and ho slept
the sleep of exhaustion.
Then she had time to think and
to mature her plans. It would be
easy enough to get leave of absence
until he was out of danger. But
the things that were necessary for
his comfort and health—she could
scarcely ask for those from head-
quarters 2 Her own money she had
simply given up to the cause, leav-
ing herself penniless.
But she was not friendless, al-
though her own kindred did not
approve of her doings. She decid-
ed, therefore, to ask her brother,
the one who was fondest of her, fog'
a sum of money sufficient to tide
her over this crisis, and, at the same
time, she would write to him for
particulars of the present attitude
of Julian Gray's people toward him.
Weeks glided on in the sad mon-
otonous routine of sick nursing;
and it seemed to Katherine Villiers
as though her life had begun and
ended in that dark sordid room in
Mulcaster•'s Rents. At first it did
not appear probable that Julian
Gray would over recover ; but good
nursing, combined with an original
-tough constitution, pulled him
During 'thio period she was of
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