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 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 BY 
 
 CHARLES KING, 
 
 U. S. ARMY, 
 
 AUTHOR OF "THE COLONEL'S DAUGHTER," "THE DESERTER," "FROM THK 
 RANKS," "DUNRAVES RANCH," "TWO SOLDIERS," ETC. 
 
 " It is, however, proper for in to remark that the rest of the world is entitled to at least 
 one day in the year upon the newspaper men. For three hundred and sixty-five they oracu- 
 larly direct us in our opinions, walk, and conversation ; they give us our politics, our esti- 
 mates of public men, and our view? upon all current questions. The American people are 
 eminently practical, their wits are sharpened in their own affairs, and their thoughts concen- 
 trated and intent upon that which immediately interests them. As a result, the larger part 
 of every community have no opinions until they have read their party and religious papers. 
 For a man like myself, who reads them all, the most curious of studies is to gather the reflex 
 of the editor's views in the confident expressions of my friends. Whatever responsibility 
 and it is great may rest upon the lawyer with the liberal latitude allowed him under his 
 retainer, upon the preacher with his unrestrained opportunity to speak, upon the teacher in 
 moulding the minds of his students, the largest responsibility of all rests upon the journalist." 
 CHAC.NCEV M. DEPEW. 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 
 J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY.
 
 Copyright, 1890, by J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY. 
 
 PRINTED BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY. PHILADELPHIA, U.S.A.
 
 LIPPINCOTT'S 
 
 MONTHLY MAGAZINE. 
 
 DECEMBER, 1 8 9 O. 
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 I. 
 
 IT must have been nearly midnight. The lights in the barracks and 
 at the old hospital beyond had long since been extinguished, and 
 only here and there along the row of officers' quarters and at the 
 guard-house, suggestively planted half-way down the slope towards 
 the post traders store, was there sign of wakeful life. One or two 
 upper windows gave forth a feeble gleam, and there was quite a jovial 
 glow pouring from the open door-way of the colonel's big house across 
 the dark rectangle. It fell upon the tall white flag-staff and displayed 
 it from base to cross- trees, a solitary, ghost-like shaft, and then, with 
 gradually diminishing power, illumined the gravelled pathway that 
 bisected the parade and led from the broad flight of steps in front of 
 the commanding officer's to the major's quarters on the southern side. 
 Overhead the stars were glittering in an absolutely cloudless sky. Not 
 a breath of air was stirring the forest down in the black depths of the 
 valley to the south. Softened by distance, the rush of the river over 
 its rocky bed fell upon the ear like soothing lullaby. Ten minutes 
 earlier the sound of silvery laughter and cheery voices had come float- 
 ing across the garrison, and half a dozen little groups had strolled away 
 from the colonel's gate, some turning to right and left, others crossing 
 in the broad stream of light from his open portals. One by one the 
 doors of the various quarters had opened to admit their occupants, a 
 few lingering good-nights had been exchanged between gallant voting 
 bachelors and some dainty form enwrapped in fleecy burnous, and then 
 even those night-owls " the youngsters" had betaken themselves to their 
 domiciles; one after another doors were closed, lights popped up in the 
 second-floor windows, curtains were drawn, the lights enshrouded, and 
 finally a silence as of solitude spread its mantle over the parade, and 
 the corporal of the guard, leaning against the gate-post at the south- 
 
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 724 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 western entrance, bethought him how expressive was the sign the 
 Indians made for night. 
 
 He was of medium height, but an athletic, well-built young fellow, 
 as any one might have seen as the gorporal stood under the big lamp 
 at the guard-house but a few moments before. He had a handsome, 
 clear-cut face, with a good deal of soldier bronze about the cheeks and 
 jaws ; he wore his natty undress uniform with an easy grace, and 
 carried the long Springfield as though it were a toy. The crossed 
 rifles on his forage-cap, the buckle of his cartridge-belt, even the copper 
 cartridges themselves, gleamed in the lamplight The chevrons on his 
 sleeve, the narrow stripe along the seam of his trousers, the Berlin 
 gloves he wore,- were all spotlessly white; and Corporal Brent was 
 what the men were wont to call " a dandy Jack," though there was 
 not a man in the troop-barracks at the western end of the parade who 
 cared more than once to put on the gloves with the "dandy." Brent 
 had speedrly demonstrated the fact that he could outspar any man in 
 the cavalry portion of the garrison, and that only Sergeant Connors, 
 of C cornpaffy, was able to beat him in a bout. In the little battalion 
 of infantry Brent was a popular man ; so, too, had he been in the 
 cavalry command that recently occupied the post; but these fellows of 
 the Eleventh, who had but lately marched in, seemed rather slow to 
 discover his many good traits. Very possibly they did not like the 
 apparent ease with which he had defeated the champions they had so 
 confidently sent against him. Still, it was a good-natured, not vindic- 
 tive, sort of jealousy, that soldierly rivalry between the two corps 
 that seems irrepressible and that really does no great harm, and Brent 
 had begun to win friends among the troopers, who liked the frank, 
 laughing way he had, when an order was suddenly issued by the new 
 post commander the enforcement of which stirred up a row. 
 
 As the last visitor left the colonel's gate and he closed his door, 
 thereby shutting out the broad gleam that, almost like that of the 
 headlight of a locomotive, had shot athwart the parade, Corporal 
 Brent was pondering over this very matter. 
 
 Colonel Morris was a man who hated irregularity of any kind, and 
 as the grass began to sprout in the spring he noted that it failed to 
 grow along what was evidently a short eut between the southwest gate, 
 the way to town, and the infantry barracks at the eastern end. The 
 former post commander, a cavalryman like himself, had not paid much 
 attention to this sort of thing, and the infantry had grown to look 
 upon the short cut as a sort of thoroughfare sacred to their uses: no 
 officer ever had occasion to go that way. When, therefore, the beaten 
 pathway was ploughed up and re-sodded, and an order was issued that 
 the men must confine themselves to the gravel path or the road-way, 
 there were just a few old foot-soldiers who saw fit to grumble, and 
 some of them, returning late at night from a visit on pass to the neigh- 
 boring town, made sarcastic allusions to the new order as they trudged 
 homeward under the windows of the officers' quarters on the south side. 
 Others still, trusting to darkness and a theory that all officers should 
 l>e abed at that hour, proceeded to wear a parallel path, and these two 
 transgressions being occasionally repeated, and the officer of the day
 
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 having twice come upon the transgressors without having captured one 
 of their number, for the "dough-boys" were fleet of foot, a second 
 order was issued requiring all enlisted men returning to the post be- 
 tween tattoo and reveille. to enter their barracks from the rear and not 
 to cross the quadrangle bounded by the fence. There was a road all 
 around in rear of the barracks and quarters, but in the wet spring 
 weather it was often deep with mud and generally dark as Erebus. 
 What wonder, therefore, that many parties still managed to slip in, not 
 exactly in defiance of the order, but because the enlisted men had a 
 fine appreciation of that principle of international law which provides 
 that a mere paper blockade is not entitled to respect? Then it was that 
 the " old man," as the soldiers called the colonel, ordered out his block- 
 aders. An extra sentinel's post was established, a sentry was ordered 
 stationed at the southwest gate from tattoo until reveille, and, as all 
 the cavalry were barracked on the west side near their stables, and as 
 the infantry were manifestly the offenders (so argued the colonel), the 
 three additional sentries required were ordered taken from among their 
 number. This order made guard-duty a trifle harder and the infantry- 
 men a trifle madder. Out of sheer mischief, some of them took to 
 passing up the road between the guard-house and the trader's, entering 
 the northwest gate and stalking across the parade in stealthy column 
 of files from that direction, facetiously decorating their trail with empty 
 beer-bottles, whiskey-flasks, or sardine- boxes, over which the police 
 sergeant spent some time and blasphemy after reveille next morning. 
 Then the colonel ordered the northwest gate locked at tattoo, and the 
 laughing rascals climbed the fence. He would not order out more 
 sentries, but he gave the officer of the day directions to have a patrol 
 in readiness at the flag-staff between eleven and one that night, and 
 then some fine foot-racing resulted, in which the patrol came out second 
 best. The colonel ordered the five infantrymen who happened to be 
 on pass arrested and brought to trial before a garrison court, and the 
 court promptly acquitted every man : it was established that they had 
 all obediently gone around the garrison ; they had even taken the 
 trouble to call the attention of the sentry on No. 4 to that fact; and 
 then it dawned upon the commanding officer that some of those in- 
 fantry scamps were, as they would have expressed it, " putting up 
 a job" at his expense, and that half a dozen of the fleetest-footed 
 among them were, just for a lark, slipping out of quarters after eleven 
 o'clock and around to the northwest gate, vaulting the fence with the 
 agility of monkeys, and then playing the old game of "Tom, Tom, 
 pull away" with his patrol. They had not had so much fun in a 
 year. 
 
 Colonel Morris had sense enough to know that if he lost his temper 
 and got to blustering the men would regard it as a victory. He issued 
 no new orders. Suspicion had fallen on a squad of rollicking young 
 Irishmen in Company F, all of whom were members of the battalion 
 base-ball nine. A match game was to come off two days later with 
 the club from Fort Lawrence, and local interest and bets were run- 
 ning high. Alas ! when the morning of the eventful day came around, 
 four of the fleetest base-runners in the Rifle Nine languished iu the
 
 726 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 guard-house, arrested at reveille by order of their own captain for ab- 
 sence from quarters at midnight. The colonel had simply let them get 
 out, then ordered check roll-call, with doors barred, and they stood 
 self-exiled. Fancy the consternation among the lovers of the national 
 game! Even the cavalry had backed the local nine against that from 
 Lawrence, and well knew that if substitutes had to be put in there was 
 no earthly chance of their winning. Manifestly, said the battalion, 
 there's no man but Corporal Brent to get us out of the scrape. He 
 was captain and short-stop of the Nine, and on him they rallied forth- 
 with. " Give me your word, men, that there's to be no more of this 
 monkey business, and I'll go to the colonel myself. Refuse, and the 
 game goes to Fort Lawrence, nine to nothing, for we can't play with- 
 out Lynch and Cooney on the bases." It was a case of unconditional 
 surrender. 
 
 The colonel had kindly received the young corporal, had listened 
 to the tale of woe, and sat silently pondering a moment. Then he 
 looked up. "You say the game must go against you without these 
 four men ?" he asked. 
 
 " Yes, sir. Indeed, I would not play without them. We would 
 far better let the game go by default than have the record published, 
 as it assuredly would be, in the army as well as the local papers, with 
 all the errors scored against us. This nine of ours has not been beaten 
 by any team in the department as yet, and it would be an unearned 
 victory for Fort Lawrence." 
 
 Colonel Morris sat keenly studying the young soldier's face. He 
 made no answer for a moment, and when he spoke it was of an utterly 
 irrelevant matter : 
 
 " Have you not served somewhere under my command before this, 
 corporal ?" 
 
 The color sprang to Brent's face. There was an instant of hesita- 
 tion, then a firm but respectful answer : 
 
 " Nowhere, sir. I have been in the army only two years, and this 
 is my first station since leaving the depot at David's Island." Then, 
 as though eager to get back to a more pressing matter, " If the colonel 
 will not consider me as proposing a compromise, and will take it as 
 it is meant, I can promise, I think, that there will be no more of this 
 night prowling across the parade, on the part of our men at least." 
 
 Morris looked sharply up from under his shaggy brows : 
 
 " What do you mean ? What men would have any occasion to 
 cross the parade but the infantry?" 
 
 " I mean, in all respect, sir, that there may be men or, at least, a 
 man who, having no occasion to cross the parade, will do so simply for 
 the sake of making trouble. In plain words, a cavalryman, sir." 
 
 The adjutant, sitting at his desk, dropped his pen and looked 
 auickly up, and the sergeant-major, going out with a bundle of papers, 
 found means to halt at the office door, as. though to hear what might 
 follow. Mr. Mason, the adjutant, turned quietly, caught the sergeant- 
 major's eye, and gave a quick but expressive jerk of the head in the 
 direction of the outer- room. The sergeant-major took the hint and 
 vanished.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 727 
 
 But the clerks had heard the corporal's intimation that some trooper 
 was connected with the transgression for which the ball-playing quar- 
 tette were confined. The door was immediately closed, leaving them 
 to draw their own inferences and make their own comments. They 
 did not hear the colonel's next remark : 
 
 " If any man in the cavalry is guilty in this matter, there is only 
 one whom I can suspect. Can you name him ?" 
 
 Corporal Brent flushed again, but finally replied, " I beg the colonel 
 not to ask me to answer, when, as I said before, I have no proof what- 
 ever." 
 
 Colonel Morris turned and pondered a moment. Finally he whirled 
 about in his revolving chair: 
 
 "Corporal Brent, if these four men were of my own regiment I 
 would certainly refuse your request. As matters stand, I will not spoil 
 the chances of the Rifle Nine. They will, therefore, be turned over to 
 you to take their part in the game, and to-morrow must stand their trial 
 before the garrison court." 
 
 And when Corporal Brent left the office, infinitely rejoiced, the 
 colonel turned to his staff-officer : 
 
 " Where do you suppose the recruiting officers picked up a fellow 
 like that ? He has the language of an educated man." 
 
 " He was enlisted in New York," was the reply, " and I have fre- 
 quently noted him on guard. They tell me he has more influence over 
 the men in his battalion than any other non-commissioned officer; and I 
 am glad he has promised that there will be no moreof this night business." 
 
 And yet, two days afterwards, the colonel sent for Corporal Brent 
 to say that the agreement was being violated. Three soldiers had been 
 seen running from the southwest gate across the parade the night be- 
 fore. The sentry had been taken off on the strength of the arrange- 
 ment; the Rifle Nine had won the game amidst great enthusiasm, and 
 there was a liberal transfer of Treasury notes in consequence. The 
 infantry and many of the cavalrymen were rejoicing in unaccustomed 
 wealth between pay-days, and applications for passes to visit town had 
 been of unusual number. The four culprits had pleaded guilty to their 
 offeuce and been awarded some light fine. The " dough-boys," fully 
 appreciating the colonel's consideration in the matter, as fully meant to 
 stand by their promise to Brent : it was with not a little feeling, there- 
 fore, that they received the news that the compact was violated. 
 
 That Saturday evening, in some mysterious way, Corporal Mullen 
 of the guard sprained his wrist just after tattoo; and though Brent 
 was not the next man on the roster, with the adjutant's full consent he 
 appeared armed and equipped at the guard-house and reported for duty 
 as Mullen's successor in charge of the second relief. Examining the 
 list of men absent on pass, he made mental note of two in his own 
 battalion and looked visibly disappointed when he scanned the cavalry 
 names. It had been ordered that all men returning from pass should 
 report at the guard-house, leave their papers with the officer of the 
 guard, and then return to their quarters, those of the infantry battalion 
 passing around outside the officers' houses, those of the cavalry enter- 
 ing their barracks by the rear steps at once.
 
 728 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 Three days of sunshine and breeze had dried the ground so that 
 the paths around the post were in perfect order, and, except that it made 
 their walk longer by some two hundred paces, there was no discomfort 
 in obeying the order. The first batch of returning soldiers appeared 
 about half-past eleven, surrendered their passes, and went quietly away 
 to their barracks. Another squad appeared about ten minutes later; 
 but there was still no sign of the two whose names Brent had noted 
 and whose pass expired at midnight. It was then that the young 
 soldier, with the permission of the officer of the guard, strode quickly 
 over to the southwest gate, a hundred yards away. 
 
 From here he noted the dispersal of the little party that had been 
 spending the evening at the colonel's ; here he had straightened up and, 
 standing under the lamp-post, tendered his soldierly salute to Captain 
 and Mrs. Lane as they passed in front of him, repeating it an instant 
 after when a young lady, with dark, sparkling eyes, looked him quickly 
 over as she tripped by on the arm of her escort ; and while the latter 
 held open the gate of the brick quarters at the corner, almost within 
 earshot, she inquired, 
 
 "Who is that infantry corporal, Mr. Hearn?" 
 
 "That? Oh, you didn't get here in time for the ball-game, Miss 
 Marshall, or you wouldn't have asked. That's Corporal Brent, captain 
 of the Rifle Nine." 
 
 " Can't we persuade you to come in a few minutes, Mr. Hearn ?" 
 called Mrs. Lane, in her sweet, cordial voice. 
 
 " Yes, do come, Hearn," chimed in the captain, ever ready to second 
 his wife's motion. 
 
 The lieutenant hesitated an instant and glanced at the girl who had 
 just stepped within the gate ; but, as she said nothing that seemed in 
 any way pressing, he raised his forage-cap, and, pleasantly declining, 
 bade them good-night and went briskly away. Opening her window 
 five minutes later to close the outer blinds, Miss Marshall glanced down 
 from above the piazza roof and saw the corporal of the guard still 
 standing there under the lamp, apparently waiting. He looked quickly 
 up at sound of the creaking shutter, then turned aside. The next 
 moment, before she could fasten the blind, the sentry at the guard-house 
 Bung out, "Number One, twelve o'clock." The corporal leaned his 
 rifle against the fence, quickly extinguished the lamp, and all in front 
 of the quarters was darkness. 
 
 Down at the guard-house she could see the bleary light of the oil 
 lamp and the dim form of the sentry pacing to and fro ; she stood there 
 by the window straining her ears for the watch-call of the distant sen- 
 tries far over by the haystacks and wood-yard, then nodded her head 
 approvingly at the soldierly ring in the voice of No. 1, as he sung 
 out the final " All's well." Peering through the shutters, she was 
 wondering what had become of the corporal, when the latch of their 
 gate clicked ; the rusty hinges gave a sudden squeak ; there was a rattle 
 as of a falling rifle, a muttered ejaculation ; she could just dimly make 
 out a shadowy form stooping to pick up the gun, and then cautiously 
 reclosing the gate. Then, instead of moving away, there it stood, lean- 
 ing against the fence. Evidently Corporal Brent had business there
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 729 
 
 and had come to stay. Instantly she bethought her of the talk she 
 had heard among the officers about the colonel's order prohibiting the 
 men from crossing the parade, of the implied promise that no more 
 violations should occur in recognition of the colonel's having released 
 the quartette of roysterers in time for the great match game, and of the 
 alleged violation of this contract. She was a young woman of quick 
 perception : Brent had evidently posted himself there to capture the 
 malefactors should they appear. 
 
 Quarter of an hour passed without the faintest sound from without. 
 She heard Captain Lane extinguishing the lamps in the parlor below, 
 and Mrs. Lane had come tripping up to her door to say good-night, 
 but, seeing that her guest was writing, refrained from coming farther, 
 though Miss Marshall promptly laid aside her pen and diary and cor- 
 dially bade her enter. All was quiet within and without, and she was 
 just about pulling down the shade, when, peeping through the blinds, 
 she saw the dark shadowy form at the fence move quickly, stealthily 
 into the road. The next moment there came stern, low-toned chal- 
 lenge : 
 
 " Halt, you men !" 
 
 There was instant scurry and rush ; a muttered oath ; two shadowy 
 forms darted out by the gate, and, at top speed, their flying footsteps 
 could be dimly heard rushing tiptoe around to the back of the garrison. 
 But there was no pursuit. One man evidently had stood his ground. 
 
 "Where are you going?" was Brent's question, in the same low, 
 stern tone. 
 
 " To my quarters," was the answer, in accents that were plainly 
 defiant. " Who are you? and what business is it of yours?" 
 
 " I am the corporal of the guard, and you are disobeying orders in 
 entering the garrison. Face about and go with me to the guard- 
 house." 
 
 " You can't arrest me, by God ! I'm going right to ray quarters. 
 I'm not going to cross the parade." 
 
 "That will do. Face about!" Brent's voice was heard. "You 
 know perfectly well that you disobeyed orders in entering that gate. 
 What's your name? and your troop?" 
 
 " None of your damned business. I'm 'tending to my affairs ; you 
 'tend to yours." 
 
 " I am ; and I arrest you, whoever you are. Not another word, 
 now, unless you want me to use force." 
 
 " Don't you dare lay a hand on me, damn you ! I don't recognize 
 your authority. You're not corporal of the guard ; I saw who marched 
 on guard this morning, and you were not one of them. Get out of 
 
 my way, or I'll " Then came sudden scuffle ; an oath ; a gasping 
 
 cry. One man could be heard running with lightning speed to the 
 gloomy outlines of the cavalry barracks, close at hand; another seemed 
 to dash in pursuit. Then came the sound of a stunning blow, the 
 crash of a rifle upon the gravelly road, a heavy fall, a moan. Then 
 silence.
 
 730 AN ARM? PORTIA. 
 
 II. 
 
 There was a frown on Colonel Morris's face on Sunday morning that 
 boded ill for officer or man who could not come up to the standard of 
 the post commander on the forthcoming inspection. The old order of 
 things was still in existence, and a beneficent administration had not yet 
 issued its ban against martial exercises of any kind upon the Lord's 
 day. First call for inspection in full dress had " gone," as the soldiers 
 say, as the colonel appeared in the panoply of his profession upon the 
 front piazza, glancing modified approval at the glistening surface of his 
 top-boots and the brilliant polish of his spurs. Down at the front gate 
 his orderly stood, every item of his dress and equipment a model of 
 soldierly trimness. Out in the centre of the parade a little party of the 
 guard had just lowered the storm-flag that had been hoisted at dawn, 
 and were running up in its stead the great garrison standard, whose 
 folds of scarlet and white lapped out lazily in response to the soft breeze 
 now rising from the westward bluffs. Over at the barracks the men 
 had come pouring forth, the neat dark blue and white of the infantry 
 at the east side contrasting favorably with the glaring yellow trimmings 
 of the cavalry battalion, swarming along the walk and streaming from 
 the stairways and galleries of their crowded quarters, like so many full- 
 pi umaged hornets. On the verandas across the parade, helmeted officers 
 and ladies in dainty muslins began to appear, and along the row to his 
 right and left the sheltered porches were similarly occupied. But the 
 post commander stood alone. Madame his better half had visitors. 
 Breakfast was not quite finished, and she was devoting herself to their 
 entertainment, knowing well that her liege lord was feeling in no mood 
 for such light duty. 
 
 Almost the first thing that the colonel heard on going down-stairs 
 this bright Sunday morning was an animated colloquy in the kitchen 
 between cook and his man-of-all-work, an old darky who had followed 
 the family fortunes for years. Jake had learned from the police-sergeant, 
 while he was at work on the colonel's boots and spurs, that Corporal 
 Brent had been " slugged" by somebody the night before and was now 
 lying unconscious in the hospital. There was time only for very brief 
 investigation before his guests came down. Mr. Wallace was officer 
 of the guard, and, in response to the message brought by the colonel's 
 orderly, had gone at once to his quarters and made his report. 
 
 Somewhere about twenty minutes after midnight, the sentry on No. 
 1 had called Corporal Werner out, saying there appeared to be some- 
 thing wrong up by the gate. Mr. Wallace, knowing Brent to have 
 gone thither, sprang up and went outside, and saw a light being carried 
 rapidly from Captain Lane's quarters, at the corner, over towards the 
 cavalry barracks. Hurrying around in front, he got there just in time 
 to see the captain and the young lady who had recently arrived, Miss 
 Marshall, raising Corporal Brent from the ground. He was bleeding 
 from a jagged gash over the left eye, and was limp and senseless. 
 After having him carried to the hospital and arousing the steward, it 
 was found that his face and eyes were covered with red pepper. Not 
 a word as to his assailants could be learned. The last men to reach
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 731 
 
 the garrison were Murphy and Scanlan, two scapegraces of Company 
 F. But the sentry on No. 4 declared they had come around by his 
 post on the south side, whereas Brent was lying almost in front of the 
 quarters of C troop, inside the post. Then, again, Scanlan and Murphy 
 were both sober, and neither of them men who would be likely to 
 assault so popular and respected a fellow as Brent. Indeed, both of 
 them stoutly denied having had anything to do with the case. What 
 was more, Miss Marshall had said that she heard the altercation, heard 
 a scuffle, and heard, though she could not see, that the man ran toward 
 the cavalry barracks with the corporal in pursuit; then came the sound 
 of a shock or blow ; then the fall, and, hurrying down-stairs, she had 
 called Captain Lane, and, lighting his little hurricane lamp, she had 
 hastened out along the road, the captain rapidly following ; and there 
 at the foot of C troop stairway lay Brent, bleeding profusely. 
 
 " It was some of our men that did it, sir," said Wallace, regret- 
 fully, "and I'd give a month's pay to prove it on them. I'd give 
 more than that if I thought I could prove that no cavalryman had 
 anything to do with it. 
 
 Then the colonel had sent his orderly to ask the doctor how Brent 
 was coming on, and the doctor replied that he was still unconscious 
 and he really could not tell how the case would end. It was from this 
 message the orderly had just returned. Old Morris was greatly dis- 
 turbed. He had purposed having a review of the entire command, 
 cavalry dismounted, and treating his guests to a stirring and martial 
 sight ; but when the assembly sounded he had completely changed his 
 mind, and so informed his wife. "I'm all upset about this affair," he 
 said, " and impatient to begin an investigation." 
 
 The band was ordered back to quarters; the captains were notified 
 to inspect their companies on their own parades ; and, merely ex- 
 changing his helmet for forage-cap and laying aside his sabre, the 
 colonel strode over to the office, passing by the three cavalry troops 
 that were nearest him, even cutting across the parade as though to 
 avoid salute, and appeared directly in front of C troop, that was drawn 
 up, in double rank and at open order, farthest to the south side. 
 Lieutenant Hearn, temporarily in command, was engaged in inspecting 
 carbines, but at sight of the regimental commander discontinued his 
 work and raised his hand to the visor of his helmet. 
 
 "Go on, go on, Mr. Hearn," said the colonel, gruffly. "I did not 
 mean to interrupt you." Nevertheless, he who had paid no attention 
 to the other companies plainly halted in front of C, and was scanning 
 the men's faces with eyes that were full of gloom. Next he strode 
 around the right of the line, and passed down in front of the rear rank 
 until he reached the centre, where the tallest men were standing, and 
 where he fixed his gaze upon one soldier, a tall, slender, but muscular 
 fellow ; he looked him from head to foot, but passed him slowly with- 
 out one word. A sergeant file-closer noted that the fingers of the 
 soldier's left hand twitched and closed as the colonel approached, and 
 that a lump seemed to rise in the brawny throat, but was quickly 
 gulped down. There was no other symptom, though, and Lieutenant 
 Mason, the adjutant, who had joined his colonel, saw that the man's
 
 732 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 eyes never wavered from their look straight to the front, although he 
 might have paled a trifle under that stern, searching gaze. 
 
 Half an hour later, inspection being over, the colonel sat in his 
 office, holding an investigation. The captain of C troop was absent 
 on sick-leave at the time, and the command had devolved upon a 
 young officer who had won a fine record in their Arizona days, and 
 who was regarded throughout the regiment as perhaps the most prom- 
 ising of all the subalterns. He was an excellent horseman, a fine 
 tactician, and a drill-master of whom his men had become vastly proud. 
 Under the mild-mannered sway of their captain, a war veteran of un- 
 certain years, C had fallen about to the foot in proficiency in drill and 
 horsemanship. But the moment young Hearn got command they 
 began the turning over of a very new leaf. Little instruction of any 
 kind except mountain-scouting had been imparted in Arizona, but when 
 they came eastward, and old Riggs, their former colonel, made way for 
 a much better soldier, discipline and drill began on the instant. For 
 a few weeks C troop had to take all the raspings, and the men were 
 disheartened as much by the jeers of their comrades as by the sharp 
 raps of their colonel. Hearn, too, was fretting himself half to death ; 
 but when his captain was taken ill and was compelled to turn over the 
 troop to his subaltern, the youngster "took hold" in a way that filled 
 Mason's soul with delight, and that speedily enchanted the men. From 
 being the worst, C troop soon challenged all comers for the right to be 
 called the best-drilled troop at the post, and Captain Lane, of D, 
 had cordially congratulated Hearn on the result of his excellent effort. 
 The young follow had that faculty, in which so many are lacking, of 
 inspiring the men with enthusiasm and interest ; and by the time 
 April was ushered in there was nothing the troopers of C would not do 
 for their young commander. 
 
 Black sheep, they say, exist in every flock, and while fifty or more 
 of their men swore by their lieutenant, and were proud to serve under 
 him, there were perhaps two soldiers in the troop who seemed to lose 
 no opportunity of defaming him. One of these was a man named 
 Goss, who had long been on extra or daily duty as clerk for the quarter- 
 master, and whose errors at inspection were of such an exasperating 
 character that Mr. Hearn got authority to make him attend drill until 
 he was reported proficient. This, of course, made Goss, who prided 
 himself on his scholarship and superiority to the general run of the 
 men, anything but happy ; and in his wrath and discontent he vented 
 his spleen whenever possible to do so at the expense of his young lieu- 
 tenant. The other man was a tall, dark-eyed, gypsy-looking fellow, 
 whose name was Welsh, and who for several months, off and on, had 
 preferred to l>e the captain's "striker," or soldier servant, take care of 
 his horses, black his boots, polish his spurs and sabre, hew wood, draw 
 water, make the fires, sweep the kitchen, run errands, and do all manner 
 of small chores about the house, than to do soldier duty with his com- 
 rades. When the captain closed up his quarters and left the post, 
 taking his family eastward with him, Lieutenant Hearn moved in to 
 look after them for him. This was by the captain's own request; and, 
 having no use for the services of Welsh, he notified that worthy to re-
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 733 
 
 turn to duty with the troop forthwith. This Welsh bitterly resented. 
 He insisted that the captain had told him before going that he was to 
 stay in charge of his quarters and be excused from all military duty. 
 Hearn replied that there was probably some mistake, but telegraphed to 
 the captain and obtained immediate reply to the effect that he had never 
 given the soldier any such promise, and that he desired that he be now 
 returned to duty with the troop and taught something of the practical 
 duties of a soldier, winch he had too long neglected. 
 
 Hearn smiled to himself as he read this, thinking whose fault it 
 was that Welsh had been allowed to live in ignorance of much of the 
 drill, and wondering not a little at the change of heart that seemed to 
 have come over the captain, now that lie was fairly away. A smart 
 young corporal was detailed to give the two men thorough instruction 
 in the sabre-exercise and the manual of the carbine and pistol, in addi- 
 tion to which Welsh was now required to attend all roll-calls, stable- 
 duty, and drills with the troop, and take his guard tour every fifth day, 
 and a disgusted man he was in consequence. 
 
 As the captain's "striker" he had led a life of comparative ease, for 
 that veteran officer had long since outlived any ambition to shine in the 
 service, and looked upon it only as a means of livelihood. At the out- 
 break of the war old Blauvelt was keeping a country store in Ohio, but 
 dropped his yard-stick and sugar-scoop at the first call for volunteers, 
 fought like a man all through the four years' contest, was wounded, 
 and, having risen to be a major of volunteer infantry, he decided in 
 '66 to stick to soldiering, for at that time it was easy to obtain a com- 
 mission in the regular service if a man had any Congressional influence 
 or connections at all. When the army was remodelled by the drastic 
 process in 1871, and, as a first lieutenant, he was dropped to the super- 
 numerary list from the regiment of infantry with which he had been 
 serving, Blauvelt decided that he was now too old to begin storekeeping 
 over again, and so he made vigorous effort to be retained in the army, 
 and, together with a few other men who did not know a horse from 
 a hand-saw, was transferred to a vacancy in the cavalry, and there the 
 placid old fellow had been ever since. 
 
 Rejoining from the East with a batch of recruits, immediately after 
 the arrival of the regiment from Arizona, Blauvelt had resumed com- 
 mand of C troop, and had given directions that the tall, gypsy-looking 
 fellow, Welsh, who was one of the new-comers, should be put in charge 
 of his horses. Next he moved those veteran quadrupeds from the 
 troop-stables to a little barn in the back yard of his own quarters. 
 Then Welsh himself moved his " kit" from barracks to a little room in 
 the barn, and gradually became an inmate of the captain's household, 
 taking his meals under the captain's roof, performing no duty with the 
 troop, exempted from the authority of the first sergeant, yet spending 
 all his leisure moments in loafing among the company quarters, where 
 he speedily gained the reputation of being surly and insolent to the non- 
 commissioned officers and a mischief-maker among the men. For a 
 recruit who had only recently enlisted, it was surprising how much he 
 knew about the ins and outs of soldier life. Sergeant Wren openly 
 accused him of having been in service somewhere before, and, as he
 
 734 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 hud no papers to show, he must be either a deserter or a " bobtail."* 
 Welsh angrily denied this, and his ignorance of sabre-drill and certain 
 trooper details seemed to bear him out. " But then," said Wren, " he 
 might have been in the ' dough-boys.' " Welsh avoided the troop 
 quarters for a while after this episode, and was more civil to the ser- 
 geants, but right after pay-day he again appeared, eager to try his luck 
 in any game going on. Then it transpired that, if not an expert with 
 saddle and sabre, he was with the cards, and the troopers lost their 
 money to him without exactly understanding how. The first sergeant 
 reported these occurrences to Captain Blauvelt, and the old man seemed 
 greatly vexed. It was established that Welsh had been neglecting the 
 horses while playing his game, but he was not relieved and ordered 
 back to duty with the troop, as had been expected. If anything, he be- 
 came more insolent in manner to the sergeants than before. The whole 
 affair seemed unaccountable to the other men. 
 
 One morning about a month after Welsh's arrival at the post, 
 Lieutenant Hearn came leaping lightly up the steps to make an inspec- 
 tion of the barracks. Corporal Quinn, seeing him approach the quar- 
 ters, had given word to the men, and those of them who were in shirt- 
 sleeves jumped into their flannel blouses, while others knocked the 
 ashes out of their pipes and put them away. Three or four were 
 seated around a little table playing cards, and among these was the 
 gypsy fellow Welsh, who had been there ever since guard-mount. 
 These men, too, sprang to their bunks and straightened up some items 
 of their " kits," but Welsh still sat at the table, grumbling at the inter- 
 ruption to the game. " Put up those cards, Welsh," said a sergeant, 
 bluntly. " Here comes the lieutenant." 
 
 " What do I care ?" was the surly answer. " I'm not under his 
 orders. He's got no authority over me." 
 
 " Do as I tell you, and be quick about it," was the reply. 
 
 "Do it yourself ; they ain't my 'cards. I didn't put them there," 
 answered the man, with an ugly gleam in his black eyes, while he drew 
 from one pocket a piece of chamois-skin and from the other one of the 
 captain's big brass spurs. There was no time for further remark. 
 
 " Attention !" came the order from the sergeant who happened to 
 be nearest the door, and the lieutenant entered. Every man on the 
 instant whipped off his cap, and, facing the middle of the long room, 
 stood erect at the foot of his bunk, every man except one. With his 
 cap on the back of his head, his matted hair hanging down over 
 his eyes, Welsh sat there at the table, coolly polishing the spur. 
 
 "Get up there, Welsh!" growled in low, stern tones the first ser- 
 geant. "Off with that cap, sir." 
 
 For all answer, Welsh cocked his head on one side, and, apparently 
 unmindful of the presence of an officer, became critically and approv- 
 ingly absorbed in studying the polish which he was imparting to the 
 smooth surface of the spur. 
 
 "Did you hear that order? Come to attention, sirl" repeated the 
 sergeant. And the men, astonished at the breach of discipline, looked 
 
 * A soldier whose discharge-paper has had the " Character" cut off.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 735 
 
 curiously at the recruit, now slowly and scowlingly finding his feet. 
 He had not removed his cap when the lieutenant stood before him. 
 
 "Why did you not rise with the other men, Welsh?'' asked Mr. 
 Hearn, in a quiet and deliberate tone oddly at variance with his 
 usually quick and snappy manner, and the young officer looked straight 
 into the soldier's eyes as he spoke. 
 
 " Didn't suppose I had to," was the sullen reply. 
 
 "Why not?" 
 
 " Well, Tactics say soldiers actually at work don't have to rise and 
 salute officers." 
 
 " And what work were you doing?" 
 
 " Work for the captain, cleaning his spurs." 
 
 There was a strange silence in the room. This was a new interpre- 
 tation, and for a recruit decidedly an original one. 
 
 "Where did you learn that idea, Welsh?" asked the lieutenant, 
 still calmly, though his blue eyes began to dilate in a way that indi- 
 cated how thoroughly he appreciated the man's defiant manner. 
 
 " Well, no matter ; I learned it." 
 
 " You have had a very bad teacher, sir. Take your hand out of 
 that pocket !" 
 
 An ugly scowl had settled on Welsh's downcast face. He had 
 stuffed the chamois-skin in his blouse pocket, and still stood there iii a 
 slouching attitude, with his cap on the back of his head. Slowly, in 
 obedience to the order, he lowered his hand to the side. 
 
 " Now Uike your cap off!" 
 
 One could have heard a pin drop all over the big room. 
 
 Forty men stood there in silence, listening breathlessly to this 
 strange and unusual colloquy. Reluctantly, yet overawed by the 
 steady gaze in the blue eyes of the young officer, Welsh's hand went 
 up to the cap, then tossed it angrily some distance away. If he ex- 
 pected rebuke on that score it was not forthcoming. 
 
 " Now get your heels together and stand attention." 
 
 "You've got no right to order me around like this, Lieutenant 
 Hearn. I'm on duty for the captain, I am, not for any second lieu- 
 tenant." 
 
 For an instant every nerve and muscle in the officer's athletic, frame 
 seemed to quiver. His blue eyes blazed with wrath, and his lips set 
 firmly under the blonde moustache. 
 
 There was a moment of death-like silence ; a gasp or two among 
 the men. Sergeant Wren's bronzed, weather-beaten face was a picture 
 of amaze and indignation. W T elsh himself, as though realizing the 
 insolence of his language and dreading the consequences, had finally 
 assumed the position of a soldier, so far at least as his heels and legs 
 were concerned ; but his head hung forward and his eyes glanced fur- 
 tively about the room as if in search of sympathy ; but there was not 
 a soldier to side with him. 
 
 " Take that man under guard," were at last the words that fell 
 from the lieutenant's lips. 
 
 A corporal stepped quickly forward. " Come on, Welsh," he mut- 
 tered, in no gentle tone, and led the scowling trooper from the room.
 
 736 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 The lieutenant calmly finished his inspection of the quarters, a red 
 spot burning in each cheek, as he walked around from bunk to bunk. 
 Then, as he turned away and lightly descended the stairs, Sergeant 
 Ross's voice was heard to say, " Rest !" The men looked quickly 
 about at one another. Some of them stretched their arms to full 
 length and gave a long sigh, as though to find relief from the strain. 
 And then little Duffy announced his opinion : 
 
 " By gad, fellers, if I'd been the lieutenant, I'd have knocked the 
 top of his d d head off." 
 
 The garrison court which tried Trooper Welsh for insubordinate 
 conduct had found him guilty, despite his statement that according to 
 the Tactics he wasn't required to get up and salute, he being at work. 
 The evidence of the sergeants established the fact that he was playing 
 cards when the lieutenant approached, and that the spur-cleaning was 
 a transparent sham, introduced for the occasion and for evident pur- 
 pose. But in view of the fact that he claimed to believe that, as the 
 captain's orderly, he was not tinder the lieutenant's orders, in view of 
 the fact that he had apparently been only ten months in service, and 
 of the further fact that his captain gave him an excellent character and 
 pleaded for clemency for the recruit, the court saw fit to let him off 
 easily with a fine. Mr. Mason, the adjutant, and Mr. Hearn were 
 strongly of the opinion that he ought to be returned to the troop at 
 once and taught his duties as a soldier. But the colonel was away just 
 then ; Major Kenyon, of the infantry, was temporarily in command, 
 and he would not disturb old Blauvelt's "striker." Indeed, it seemed 
 as though the troop commander was disposed to resent Hearn's having 
 ordered the man to be confined, though the young officer was actually 
 in command that day, the captain being on sick-report. It is certain, 
 too, that Mrs. Blauvelt made some very acrimonious criticisms of the 
 lieutenant's action, and that the first story in circulation in the garrison 
 was by no means creditable to either his tact or temper. Welsh spent 
 only two days in the guard-house this time, but his language during 
 that brief incarceration was such as to intensify the feeling among the 
 men that he was no novice in garrison affairs. He was loud in his 
 threats against the lieutenant, and full of argument as to the propriety 
 of his, conduct. 
 
 " I was at work, by God ! and had ' particular occupation,' to use 
 the language of the Tactics, and you'll find it in paragraph 797, and I 
 wasn't required to rise and uncover. Look at it and you will see for 
 yourselves," he complained. 
 
 And it was Sergeant McKenna, of the infantry, who retorted, 
 
 "And where did you a cavalryman learn the numbers of the 
 paragraphs in infantry tactics, Welsh ? And while you were about it, 
 why didn't you learn paragraph 803 as well? that's the one that covers 
 your case, me buck, and, begad ! if I'd been there you'd V dropped 
 
 that spur-r and got on your feet d d quick, or I'd 'a' jerked the 
 
 backbone out of yees. Where did you learn your infantry tactics, 
 I say ?" 
 
 And here Welsh could only redden with mingled wrath and con- 
 fusion. From this time on the impression gained ground that he was
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 737 
 
 a deserter from some foot regiment, and one who had again enlisted in 
 the army, but under an assumed name. 
 
 Within the week after Captain Blauvelt's departure Trooper Welsh 
 was twice again confined and brought before a garrison court. He had 
 accompanied the captain's family to the train, and, carrying Mrs. Blau- 
 velt's numerous bags and baskets into the sleeper, was borne away, ap- 
 parently unavoidably. The conductor Wired back that he had safely 
 landed him at Barclay, a thriving little town ten miles to the east, and 
 that he had abundant means to buy his ticket back ; but he was gone 
 forty-eight houps, and at the expiration of that time was dumped in a 
 dishevelled condition at the post by the town marshal, with the infor- 
 mation that if it had not been for the crossed sabres on his cap he would 
 have had him in the county jail for drunken and disorderly conduct 
 and resistance to the officers of the law. " Where does he get his 
 money?" asked that official. "He smashed about twenty dollars' 
 worth of glass windows, and paid all fines, costs, and damages, and 
 yet had some ten dollars to spare/' The men in C troop could have 
 told where he got his money, but, as that was won in gambling, nothing 
 was said, by them, about it. Welsh was tried for absence without leave, 
 and coolly pleaded that he had been carried away while serving his cap- 
 tain and was then detained by the civil authorities. Lieutenant Hearn, 
 however, testified that he, who carried one of the children aboard, had 
 ample time to get off, and that Welsh preceded him in getting on the 
 train. The town marshal testified that Welsh was drunk around the 
 village for thirty-six hours, but that nobody interfered with him until 
 his conduct became so outrageous that he was compelled to arrest him. 
 Welsh, therefore, was sentenced to a fine of five dollars and to ten day a s 
 in the guard-house, simply for absence without leave, attending all 
 drills and stable-duty. Three days later, while he was grooming one 
 of Captain Blauvelt's horses at the picket-line, Lieutenant Hearn's 
 spirited little bay, which happened to be next him playing with the 
 trumpeter's steed across the line, suddenly switched around with his 
 powerful haunches and knocked Welsh's curry-comb out of his hand. 
 The gypsy fellow straightened up, glanced qtlickly about him, saw that 
 the lieutenant's back was turned, and then, with a vicious gleam in his 
 piercing eyes, drew back his heavily-booted right foot and with all his 
 force kicked the young bay in the stomach. Keogh plunged madly 
 with the sudden pain, and in an instant little Dooley, who was groom- 
 ing the lieutenant's horse, had thrown down curry-comb and brush and 
 smote the gypsy under the eye, knocking him up against the captain's 
 bulky and placid charger. In another instant, too, Sergeant Wren 
 leaped in and separated the men, Welsh wild with fury, Dooley dancing 
 about in a glow of righteous wrath. 
 
 Hearing the noise, the lieutenant sprang to the scene. " Silence, 
 both of you !" he ordered. " What does this mean, sergeant?" 
 
 " He struck me, the infernal little cur, and I'll kill " 
 
 " Not a word more from you, Welsh. What made you strike him, 
 Dooley?" 
 
 " Look at Keogh's belly, sir," almost sobbed the little Irishman in 
 his rage and grief. " See where he kicked him." 
 
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 738 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 Sure enough, there on the glistening coat an ugly lump was rising 
 and a jagged groove plainly showed where the cruel boot had struck, 
 while Keogh still quivered and trembled. For a moment young Hearn 
 was too angry to trust himself to speak. He stood there with his eyes 
 fairly blazing. At last he turned to the sergeant : 
 
 "This man has been frequently cautioned never to strike or kick a 
 horse, I suppose ?" 
 
 " Every man in the troop has, sir, time and again." 
 
 Hearn slowly turned upon the scowling soldier: "It would serve 
 you but right if I kicked you as you have kicked that horse. Brutality 
 of that kind cannot be tolerated here, sir, and you will stand your trial 
 for it. Take him back to the guard-house, sergeant." 
 
 " I kicked him because he kicked me," growled Welsh. 
 . "It's a lie, sir," cried Dooley, bursting in. "Sure the horse was 
 just playing, like, and never touched him at all." 
 
 " Never mind, Dooley : your evidence will be called for when it is 
 wanted." 
 
 " By God ! if I'm to be punished for hitting a horse, what's to be 
 done with him for striking a man, I want to know?" exclaimed Welsh, 
 as with a curse he hurled his curry-comb to the ground. 
 
 " Come on, you blackguard," muttered Sergeant Wren, as he col- 
 lared the man. " You can thank God I didn't see you do it. I'd 
 1'arn you never to kick a horse." 
 
 It was this affair which led to Welsh's third court-martial in less 
 than a month. And it was Welsh now whom Colonel Morris believed 
 to have been the assailant of Corporal Brent the night before, and the 
 instigator, as well, of more or less of the mischief that had been going 
 on. It was Welsh whom Mr. Hearn more than half suspected. It 
 was Welsh whom Sergeant Wren himself had openly accused when the 
 troop came back from stables Sunday morning. But when Wren was 
 called into the colonel's presence at the office, and asked what he knew, 
 he was compelled to say it could not have been Welsh at all. 
 
 "What are your reasons, sergeant?" asked the colonel. And the 
 eyes of the group of officers were fixed on the veteran trooper who 
 stood so sturdily and respectfully before them. 
 
 " Because I went through the quarters just after tattoo last night to 
 see how the men had been cleaning up for to-day. Their boots had all 
 been carefully blacked, except the stable- boots, and set at the foot of the 
 bunks, and their blouses and trousers, except the ones they had on, were 
 brushed and folded on their boxes. I took particular note of Welsh's, 
 for he was stubborn about cleaning his things; and about Goss's, too, 
 for Gbss has been surly ever since he was made to drill and attend in- 
 spection. Sergeant Ross says no man passed through the door before 
 he went to sleep ; but any man who wanted to could slip out of a win- 
 dow in his stocking-feet and go down the rear stairway, and then run 
 down to Mulligan's place just outside the reservation and get what liquor 
 he wanted, ana come back the same way. I was one of the first, sir, 
 to get dressed to go out after Corporal Brent was hurt. The other cor- 
 poral of the guard came into my room to get my lantern, and just as 
 soon as they had carried Brent to the hospital I ran up-stairs and made
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 739 
 
 an inspection. Welsh was there in his bunk, undressed, and apparently 
 asleep. His boots and clothes hadn't been touched. Goss was in his 
 underclothing, half awake. There were his boots covered with dust, 
 and in places still damp with dew. There were the trousers that had 
 been folded, lying loosely across the box. Goss swore that he hadn't 
 been out at all, but I pointed to his boots and trousers, and when the 
 man started up, as though in surprise, to look at them, a pint-flask half 
 filled with whiskey slid from under his pillow." But this was not 
 all, said Wren. Scanlau and Murphy had admitted being joined by a 
 trooper as they came up past the stables. He joined them again after 
 they had reported at the guard-house, a trifle late, had given them a 
 drink of whiskey from his flask, told them the coast was clear and they 
 might just as well slip through the gate and run across the parade : 
 what was the odds, so long as no one knew it? But the instant they 
 heard Corporal Brent's voice, they started and ran until behind the 
 officers' quarters, and then they noted that their cavalry acquaintance 
 had stayed behind. They did not know his name at all, could not 
 describe him, for it was too dark: all they knew was that he was tall 
 and had a thick, bushy beard. Welsh's face, except the black mous- 
 tache, was always clean shaved : not so, however, with Goss. He wore 
 a full beard. 
 
 At noon on Sunday, therefore, Trooper Goss was behind the bars, 
 awaiting the result of Corporal Brent's injuries. When searched at the 
 guard-house, and his pockets were turned inside out, the corporal of the 
 guard began to sneeze; and then it was discovered that some tiny, 
 tawny-colored particles sticking about the seam were grains of Cayenne 
 pepper, a small packet of which, half empty, was found lying in the 
 road-way, midway between the quarters and the southwest gate. 
 
 III. 
 
 It was a lovely May morning, and a warm south wind was blow- 
 ing through the open windows of Captain Lane's cosey quarters and 
 billowing the dainty curtains of the breakfast-room. Down in the 
 westward valley, close under the bluffs, a white mist was creeping up- 
 ward from the shallows of the stream, and here and there among the 
 furrows of the company gardens, and along the railway-embankment, 
 little wisps of fog hovered over the soaking earth. It had rained in 
 torrents during the night,*but Nature emerged from her bath glowing 
 in the rays of a sunrise that the officer of the day pronounced simply 
 gorgeous, as he turned out for reveille. A man less joyous-hearted than 
 Captain Lane might have found much to delight him in such a radiant 
 morning. But those sunrises were old stories to this particular trooper, 
 and though there was hardly a State or Territory west of the Missouri 
 in which he had not turned out with the lark and welcomed in the 
 new-born day, he seemed just as keen a worshipper of the sun-god as in 
 the buoyancy of his boyish days, when, nearly a score of years before, 
 he had first joined the Eleventh Cavalry. He was a man honored and 
 esteemed in his profession. He was well-to-do in the world, thanks to 
 the prudence and frugality of his subaltern days. He had hardly a
 
 740 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 care in the world. He had charming quarters, had a changing station, 
 and he was wedded only during the year before to a woman whom he 
 devotedly loved, and who believed that the world had never contained 
 a man so true and tender and noble as he. A very lovely woman was 
 Mrs. Lane, and a very sweet and winning hostess she made when doing 
 the honors of her army home. There were those, to be sure, who could 
 detect a species of nervousness and a vague anxiety in her manner at 
 times, and there were people there always are, worse luck ! who 
 could not quite forgive her her present happiness, or excuse it in her 
 that, after having been wooed and won by, and wedded to, the Adonis 
 of the regiment some few years before, she had again wedded, and this 
 time the most eligible bachelor in the command, not much more than 
 two years after the not untimely taking off of her first husband. " No 
 woman ought to be allowed more than one choice out of a regiment," 
 was the half-laughing, half-rueful remark of some of the army wives 
 who had sisters yet unchosen. They thought Mrs. Lane had rather 
 too much good luck, despite the fact, now well and generally known, 
 that her first marriage was a brief story of sudden disenchantment, of 
 woe and wretchedness, of shame and sorrow unspeakable. Except 
 among the women, the name of her first husband was rarely spoken in 
 the Eleventh ; but, unworthy though he was, there were not lacking 
 censors of her own sex to point out time and again how impossible it 
 would have been for them, had they lost a husband in the army, ever 
 to think of taking another in the same regiment, especially when it was 
 known that No. 2 had been in love with her before she met the original 
 conqueror of her maiden heart. That these remarks should in various 
 forms come eventually to her ears one can hardly doubt; and that a 
 cloud should at times overspread the tranquil sky of her sweet home 
 life, no one who knew Mabel Vincent in her school-days could fail to 
 understand. No one at the post, except her own loyal husband, dreamed 
 of the tears she shed over remarks that, wilfully or witlessly, were 
 repeated to her. He strove earnestly to soothe and comfort her. He 
 redoubled his devoted and thoughtful attentions. Women at the fort 
 simply raved over the lover-like ways of Captain Lane to his own wife, 
 and never tired of pointing out to their respective lords and masters 
 how tender and watchful he was. What charming little presents he 
 was always bringing her ! " Where did he get such exquisite violets, 
 such lovely carnations?" "Did you ever see anything sweeter than 
 that locket he gave her last week ? It was an anniversary of some 
 kind. She blushed when I asked her, but wouldn't tell what. He's 
 always finding excuses for giving her something," etc. And finally 
 some of his brother Benedicks had come to him with gloomy faces to 
 say that if he didn't " let up on this sort of thing" they would have to 
 quit the regiment and the service : life was getting to be all one in- 
 vidious comparison between his loveliness as a husband and their own 
 individual shortcomings in that capacity. 
 
 Several months had been spent abroad by Captain and Mrs. Lane 
 after the quiet wedding which united them, and then, joining the regi- 
 ment at the fort on its return from the Arizona tour, they speedily 
 settled in their army home. For a while the delights of fitting up the
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 741 
 
 quarters with all the beautiful rugs, curtains, pictures, books, and bric- 
 a-brac they had brought from the East kept Mrs. Lane so busily occu- 
 pied that she had no time to think of possible criticisms. But it was 
 not long before the captain saw that the cloud he dreaded was settling 
 on her sweet and winsome face. He did not need to ask what had 
 been said to her : he could conjecture what that was full well. 
 
 Taking her to his strong heart, he had kissed away the brimming 
 tears, saying, " Something has been said to worry and annoy you, dear 
 one. I do not ask you to tell me ; but remember what I have always 
 said : in nine cases out of ten, remarks about people sound very differ- 
 ently when repeated by women and by a good many men, too than 
 when originally spoken." 
 
 Long years of garrison life had taught him that in the almost end- 
 less little tiffs and jealousies among the women, and the occasional 
 misunderstandings among the men, people rushed to confide their side 
 of the story and pour forth their grievances into the ears of next-door 
 neighbors, with whom, as likely as not, they became in turn embroiled 
 within the year, while the quarrel with the original object of their 
 wrath had been long since forgotten. His own policy had been to give 
 every man his ear, but none his voice, when personal matters were 
 under discussion. But he knew well that it would be expecting too 
 much of most women that they should simply listen and not tell. 
 There were admirable and truthful wives and mothers in the little 
 coterie, whose friendship he could have coveted for his wife; but one 
 of the odd features of frontier life is that the impulsive rush for the 
 intimate friendship of the newly-arrived army bride is generally made 
 by those who are most apt to betray her confidence when won, and to 
 give her unfavorable impressions, " absolutely without having said one 
 word against them," of the very ones whose stability of character 
 makes them most desirable as friends and neighbors. Lane noted that 
 the women he most liked and respected were the ones whom she was 
 making visible efforts to regard as he did. Perhaps had he painted 
 them in less glowing colors before she had seen for herself, a very 
 different result might have been reached ; for if a man really wants 
 his wife to like another woman whom she has not yet met, the less he 
 says of her perfections the better. Wisely Lane made no attempt to 
 control her opinions, but, as his duties kept him away from the house 
 much of the day, and as there was every prospect of the entire battalion 
 being sent on a long practice-march during the summer, he was a trifle 
 at a Iflss what companionship to provide for her during the inevitable 
 separation. It was with genuine rejoicing, therefore, that he read one 
 day soon after their arrival a letter from her brother which she silently 
 handed him, and then sat watching his face as he conned its three 
 pages. 
 
 The captain finally laid it down and looked across the table; a kind 
 light in his gray eyes. " You want to do something for her, don't 
 you, Mabel ?" he smilingly asked. 
 
 " Indeed, Fred, I wish I could. She has had such hard fortune, 
 and she is such a true girl. It is cruel to think of her now without a 
 home, and, as Regy says, without a chance of employment. I know
 
 742 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the Woodrows would have been so glad to take her abroad with them 
 as companion, but it's too late for that." 
 
 " Regy doesn't say why she left Mrs. Withers, but I fancy I can 
 conjecture," said Lane. "It was there I first met her, at a dinner- 
 party one evening, when I wanted to be with you." 
 
 " And yet were abundantly consoled, as I have heard you say more 
 than once, sir. Oh, she has told me all about it, too. Indeed, if I 
 weren't disposed to be mortally jealous of her wit and wisdom, do you 
 know what I'd do ?" 
 
 "How can I divine, your ladyship?" asks Lane, his eyes twin- 
 kling. 
 
 " I'd write and bid her come here to us, and I'd marry her to the 
 nicest fellow in the Eleventh forthwith. Oh, you shouldn't see 'any- 
 thing of her, sir. I'd take good care of that. But," with sudden 
 change of tone and manner, " wouldn't it be lovely, Fred ?" 
 
 " Wouldn't what be lovely ?" this profound dissembler asks, though 
 he knows exactly what she is thinking. 
 
 " Why, to have her come and live with us and marry in the 
 regiment." . 
 
 " She isn't very pretty," said the captain, doubtfully, but with the 
 tact of a Talleyrand. " The boys might not admire her when Mrs. 
 Lane was alongside." 
 
 " Now, Fred !" exclaims Mistress Mabel, provoked and pleased at 
 once. " You know her eyes are glorious." 
 
 " Hum ! Passably when animated." 
 
 " When isn't she animated ? She always enters into everything so 
 heartily. She's so full of fun and life. Why, she would make the 
 ideal army wife, Fred. That girl can do anything." 
 
 " Then why condemn her to marrying in the army, Mabel ?" 
 
 But this question Madame declines to answer. She comes quickly 
 around the table, and, with her arms about his neck, nestles her soft 
 cheek against his bronzed and weather-beaten jowl, burrows under the 
 heavy moustache with her rosy lips, and kisses him lovingly. 
 
 " Say I may, Fred," she whispers, coaxingly. 
 
 "You may, a dozen times over. I think I rather like it," he 
 laughs, his eyes beaming with delight. 
 
 " You stupid boy !" She is shaking him now. " Say I may write 
 and tell her to come right away. Reginald can bring her as far as 
 Kansas City as well as not." 
 
 " She'll spoil our tete-ct-Wej." 
 
 "She won't. She'll be having her own before she is here a week. 
 Besides, you're getting tired of them already." She says this, of 
 course, to be contradicted, and is promptly gratified. 
 
 The trumpet is sounding " first call," and the captain is compelled 
 to go. -"Do as you like, my darling," he gladly answers. "Any 
 friend of yours is welcome; and I think you might tell her that 
 passes from St. Louis will be forthcoming." 
 
 And now, barely two weeks later, Georgia Marshall, for the second 
 time in her life, finds herself an inmate of an army garrison and living 
 a blithe and restful life after years of thankless toil. She was not
 
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 originally one of Mrs. Lane's intimates in the home of their girlhood. 
 They had known each other as children, had gone to dancing-school 
 together, but Mabel Vincent's " set" was made up mainly from the 
 young people whose parents were wealthy, and Miss Marshall's father 
 had had to struggle hard for the wherewithal to " keep the wolf from 
 the door." She was only seventeen when compelled to shift for her- 
 self. Her mother had been taken from her years before. She had 
 been a loving and devoted daughter to her sad-faced father, and had 
 comforted and blessed the humble home to which he had been forced 
 to retire after some disaster which involved all his savings. And here 
 she worked and studied ; and here she gave herself up to the task of 
 cheering his declining years until the feeble thread of his weary life 
 snapped suddenly asunder and she was alone. For a few months she 
 found a home in the army in the household of a relative stationed at 
 the barracks near at hand. But, being determined to launch out for 
 herself, she had sought the position of teacher to the younger children 
 of a wealthy manufacturer and of companion to his wife. This she 
 had held for a few years, sorely tried at times, yet never complaining. 
 She had ample opportunity, at least, to read, to study, and to estimate 
 character. Indeed, it was her keen perceptions that brought about the 
 final rupture between herself and the wife of her employer, herself a 
 distant connection. It was in the days of an early widowhood that 
 Mrs. Lane found herself so frequently in Miss Marshall's company. 
 During the winter the young widow had spent in the South her 
 mother's health was failing, and between the invalid and Miss Mar- 
 shall there had sprung up a friendship and intimacy for which the 
 daughter at the time could hardly account. But when letter after 
 letter came, telling how the girl managed to run over almost every day 
 and spend an hour or two reading aloud, and then when Mrs. Vincent 
 began to intrust much of her correspondence to these willing hands, 
 Mabel had learned to understand how unselfish was her devotion ; and 
 after her mother's death there arose between these two young women 
 the one widowed, yet cherishing a new-born love, the other a wage- 
 worker and fancy free a firm friendship which gained strength with 
 every month. It was to Georgia Marshall that Mabel, sobbing with 
 emotion, had first confided the news of her engagement to Captain 
 Lane, and was amazed, yet rejoiced, at the fervor with which her friend 
 had received the tidings. " At last !" she cried. " Oh, I am so thank- 
 ful ! He has loved you so truly, so long !" 
 
 And so, when from brother Reginald's letter Mrs. Lane read the 
 story of Georgia Marshall's final difference with her employers, no 
 time was lost in demanding that she should come to their army home 
 for what Mabel termed a good long rest. She was determined that 
 Georgia should have just as good a time, just as much attention, just 
 as many devotees, as any girl that ever turned the heads of the bache- 
 lors of the Eleventh. For the week preceding the young lady's arrival 
 she had been impulsively preparing the young fellows for Georgia's 
 coming and sounding her praises to many a listening ear. Who would 
 not listen to those pretty lips? And therefore there was distinct sense 
 of disappointment among the subalterns when that much-lauded damsel
 
 744 AN ARMF PORTIA. 
 
 stepped from the train at the little station and was rapturously enfolded 
 to Mabel's heart. Jim Wallace, who was Hearn's especial chum, and 
 " Lazy" Lee, declared that the new arrival was plain as a pipe-stem, 
 except that her hands and feet were particularly slender and shapely. 
 And Mr. Martin, something of a connoisseur, declared that her eyes 
 were the only redeeming feature of her face. But these gentlemen had 
 seen her only at the station the afternoon of her- arrival after a dusty 
 ride ; and Hearn himself, being officer of the guard, was not presented 
 until the following day. That evening, however, he was her escort to 
 the little gathering at the colonel's, and was far from content that she 
 did not second the cordial invitation extended by Captain and Mrs. 
 Lane to come in and chat awhile. 
 
 But now, three days after her advent, as she comes down to the 
 pretty breakfast-room, drinking in the soft balmy air that floats through 
 the open window, Georgia Marshall's face is by no means plain. Her 
 eyes are deep, dark, full of intelligence and life. Her mouth is large, 
 but the teeth are pearly white and beautifully regular. The instant 
 she speaks or smiles there is transfiguration in her looks, and her man- 
 ner is all unaffected grace and gladness. Mabel raises her sweet face 
 to meet the warm good-morning kiss. The captain lays down the 
 letter he is conning over, and the perplexed expression vanishes, as he 
 cordially greets her : 
 
 " Well, and how did the heroine of Fort Ryan rest last night ?" 
 For every one, it seems, is talking of her pluck and promptitude, 
 of the oddity of the thing that she, a new arrival, should have been the 
 only one to hear the brief colloquy between that unknown ruffian and 
 the corporal of the guard, that she should have been the first to reach 
 and succor the still senseless soldier, Brent. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Out along the grassy slopes the liveliest of trumpet-calls were ring- 
 ing. Long lines of mounted skirmishers were advancing in mimic 
 attack against the bluffs to the north of the wide valley. Assembly 
 and deploy, rally and charge, followed each other in quick succession, 
 and the piff-paff of carbines far out on the eastern flank was answered 
 by sweeping dash of whirling sabres and thunder of galloping hoofs. 
 Here and there the bright hues of the guidons lent color to the sombre 
 effect of service dress and treeless prairie. And along the bold crests 
 that spanned the northern sky-line groups of gayly-attired spectators, 
 where parasol and fan, scarf and handkerchief, seemed fluttering in 
 constant motion, watched the busy scene on the flats below. Several 
 buggies and carry-alls had driven out from the neighboring town; 
 three or four ambulances and Concord wagons were present from the 
 post itself; and one light open barouche, drawn by two stylish bays and 
 driven by a dignified negro, was evidently a centre of attraction for 
 many eyes. Herein were seated Mrs. Lane and her guest, Miss Mar- 
 shall, with their near neighbors, the wife and sister of Mr. Wharton, 
 first lieutenant of Lane's troop. Several ladies from the fort had 
 alighted from their various vehicles and were gathered in lively con-
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 745 
 
 versation about the barouche. Others, seated along the crest, were 
 watching the evolutions, and commenting, as is their wont, on the 
 horsemanship or voice of this officer or that. Every now and then 
 some town buggy would drive close beside the one stylish-looking 
 carriage, and its occupants would gaze with much curiosity upon the 
 party therein. As a rule, these gazers were women, possibly friends 
 of some of the post people, and this was not a matter to be much ob- 
 jected to. But one buggy, drawn by a gray horse, contained two men 
 whose appearance Miss Marshall's keen eyes had noted as they passed 
 the first time and closely scrutinized as they came down the next. One 
 was flashy in dress ; both were loud in their talk and swaggering in 
 manner; both were smoking cigars of questionable origin, and one of 
 them had the unmistakable cut of the German Jew. Any one could 
 "place" him, even had he maintained silence, while, on the other hand, 
 his coarse tones would in the blackest darkness have proclaimed his 
 class. Both times they passed they stared boldly at the occupants of 
 the carriage and critically inspected the team and appointments, the 
 second time driving close alongside and perceptibly slackening up to 
 have a better look. Mrs. Lane flushed under such bold scrutiny, and 
 the other ladies looked embarrassed and annoyed. 
 
 " Ugh ! those horrid men !" spoke Mrs. Morris, the colonel's wife, 
 who drove up just in time to catch a whiff of malodorous smoke. 
 "Who are they? and what are they doing here?" 
 
 "One is a Mr. Schonberg," answered Mrs. Brodie, of the infantry. 
 " He used to be a clerk here at the post trader's several years ago, I am 
 told ; but he has his own store in town now, and they say he's an awful 
 cheat ; no one will deal with him, from the post at least. I don't 
 know the other man at all. He is a stranger." 
 
 " They are particularly rude in manner, it seems to me," said Mrs. 
 Morris. " I wish the colonel would keep such people away from the 
 reservation." 
 
 "That man likes to be impudent, Captain Brodie says. He was 
 put off the reservation some years ago and ordered never to come on 
 again. He was caught smuggling liquor to the men, and had been for 
 months lending them money at scandalous interest, and every one knew, 
 and knows now, that he has the worst kind of influence on them. In- 
 deed, Mrs. Morris, I wish the colonel would keep him out, although I 
 suppose some of the men the most vicious among them would go to 
 his place in town whenever they wanted money or liquor. He prob- 
 ably ventures out here because the Eleventh has just come to the gar- 
 rison and he supposes Colonel Morris to be in ignorance of his character 
 and of the orders that had been given by his predecessor. Major Kenyon 
 knows him well enough ; and the colonel of the th Cavalry gave 
 strict orders that he should not be allowed even to cross the bridge. 
 But then none of your regiment know him, I suppose." 
 
 " Mr. Hearu knows him, Mrs. Brodie," promptly spoke a young 
 lady who wore not inconspicuously the gold crossed rifles of the in- 
 fantry. 
 
 " Why, how can that be, when he has been here no longer than the 
 other officers of the Eleventh ?" was the immediate reply.
 
 74(j AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " He was stationed here the winter following his graduation. He 
 was still an additional second lieutenant then. You remember he did 
 not get his promotion to the Eleventh until nearly a year after he left 
 the Point. At least that is what Mr. McDonough says." And, Mr. 
 McDonough being the owner of the crossed rifles, the damsel blushes 
 becomingly. 
 
 " Oh, I remember," answered Mrs. Morris. " Mr. Hearn told us 
 he had been stationed here for one winter ; but he didn't seem to like 
 it much then." 
 
 "Wasn't Mr. Hearn a little wild in those days?" inquired Mrs. 
 Brodie. " It seems to me I have heard as much from some of the 
 towns-people. You've no idea what gossips they are. Why, I've 
 learned ever so much about your predecessors, the th, that I never 
 dreamed of before they left. A good deal about Mr. Hearn, too." 
 And the lady looks tentatively at Mrs. Lane, as though inviting further 
 question. But, glancing an instant from that young matron's flushing 
 face, she finds Miss Marshall's big dark eyes fixed upon her with a 
 scrutinizing, penetrating expression that in some way disheartens her. 
 " I beg pardon, though," she hastens to say : " I think I have heard 
 Mr. Hearn and Captain Lane were particular friends. Of course all 
 this happened long ago, and he has probably outlived his youthful 
 propensities." 
 
 " I never heard of Mr. Hearn as anything but a most dutiful and 
 excellent officer," said Mrs. Lane, quietly. "Captain Lane is very 
 fond of him." 
 
 "Certainly, if he had been a dissipated man, or a gambler, or any- 
 thing else," says Mrs. Morris, with proper spirit, " my husband would 
 have been apt to know it ; but " 
 
 "Oh, it wasn't that," interposed Mrs. Brodie. And just at this 
 instant three or four officers came cantering up the slope, taking ad- 
 vantage of a brief rest to pay their devoirs to tl^ fair spectators. 
 
 Miss Marshall noted that, as this group approached, the buggy with 
 its objectionable occupants drove slowly away in the direction of the 
 fort. Half an hour later, as they were bowling rapidly homeward 
 over the hard prairie road, they came upon the infantry battalion, also 
 skirmishing. Everybody but the guard seemed out at drill, and the 
 post was practically deserted. Entering the garrison limits, Cassius, 
 the colored coachman, guided his bays down the slope between the 
 guard-house and the post trader's store and then up the incline to the 
 southwest gate, preferring this road to going along the garrison in front 
 of the barracks of the men. The ladies were chatting blithely, but 
 both Miss Marshall and Miss Wharton noted that the buggy with the 
 gray horse was halted at the store railing, and at the door stood the 
 two men in civilian dress and a third in the undress uniform of the 
 cavalry. All three stared intently at the occupants of the barouche 
 with that singular expression of mingled impudence and familiarity 
 which is so marked a characteristic of the street loafers always hanging 
 about the corners of certain thoroughfares of our Western cities where 
 the police are not yet instructed in those rules of civilization which re- 
 quire such parties to be moving on. As the ladies were whirled by,
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 747 
 
 Mr. Schouberg was seen to wink expressively, and the soldier, a dark- 
 faced, beetle-browed fellow, with his hands in his pockets, looked after 
 them and grinned. 
 
 " How annoyed Mr. Hearn would be," said Miss Wharton, " if he 
 could have seen that performance !" 
 
 "What do you mean, Lucy? Those horrid men again?" asked 
 her sister, who, being on the back seat with Mrs. Lane, had not seen 
 the soldier's face after they passed him by. 
 
 "The men are impertinent, certainly; one expects nothing better 
 of that class of people ; but all the soldiers are so respectful and cour- 
 teous to our ladies, generally, it is a pleasure to meet them. Haven't 
 you noticed how different they are from well, from that one, Miss 
 Marshall?" 
 
 " Yes, indeed, not only here, but in the old artillery barracks where 
 I once visited. I am sure Mrs. Curtis, my cousin, knew the name of 
 every man in the two batteries, and always had a pleasant word for 
 them when we met. They always took off their caps, though some of 
 the old sergeants, to be sure, saluted just as they would to an officer. 
 This man was a contrast to the general rule." 
 
 " Perhaps he is not of our regiment," suggested Mrs. Lane, " and 
 does not know the ladies." 
 
 " Unluckily he is of ' ours/ " said Mrs. Wharton. " That is Welsh, 
 of C troop, and he was Captain Blauvelt's ' striker.' Mr. Wharton 
 says he is a bad character, and that there was something very strange 
 about the way the captain kept him by him all the time he was here. 
 Why isn't he at drill, I wonder?" 
 
 " Possibly he's on guard," said Mrs. Lane. " The guard-house is 
 only a stone's-throw away." 
 
 " He's never far from the guard-house," laughed Mrs. Wharton, as 
 she sprang from the carriage at the Lanes' gate. " But he's not on 
 guard to-day, unless he has taken off his belts. There ! they have 
 gone in to the bar. How I wish the colonel would close that place !" 
 
 Half an hour later, all in a glow afler their rapid drill, four or five 
 young officers strode, laughing and chatting, into the club-room at the 
 store, and, throwing off belts, caps, and gauntlets, proceeded to bury 
 their moustaches in the foaming glasses of cool beer which the attendant 
 promptly supplied. Over on the other side of the establishment loud 
 voices could be heard in animated talk, and presently Lieutenant Lee 
 called out to the attendant to close the door leading over into the bar. 
 Mr. Stone, the trader, entered at the moment, looking a trifle vexed. 
 
 " Those men are making quite a racket in there, Stone. Who are 
 they ?" asked the lieutenant. 
 
 "A couple of fellows from town, and Welsh, of C troop." 
 
 " Welsh !" exclaimed Mr. Hearn, who was glancing over the pages 
 of a late paper. " Why, he has no business here ! That man is on 
 sick-report, under the doctor's care. Has he been drinking?" 
 
 " They've all been drinking, more or less. If I had known Welsh 
 was on sick-report I would have told Billy not to sell him anything." 
 
 " Why, that man was told that he must stay in quarters all the 
 time the command was at drill. It's a rule in the troop when a man
 
 748 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 is excused from any duty he must remain in quarters during the per- 
 formance of it. Just tell him to step outside," said the lieutenant. 
 " Say I wish to see him." And, picking up his cap and gauntlets, Mr. 
 Hearn strolled from the room and went around to the east front. There, 
 through the open door-way, the conversation within became distinctly 
 audible, and Captain Brodie, of the infantry, who was officer of the 
 day, returning from his morning inspection of the sentries down about 
 the wood-yards, hearing the loud talk, turned and came rapidly over 
 towards the store. 
 
 " Who do you say wants me ?" Welsh's voice was heard to ask, as 
 he stood unsteadily at the bar. 
 
 " The lieutenant, Lieutenant Hearn, man : he's waiting for you 
 outside," said the bar-tender, in tones that plainly told his anxiety. 
 
 "He be d d! I ain't untter his orders. I'm on sick-report. 
 
 The post surgeon is the only man who can- give me orders to-day, and 
 don't you forget it." 
 
 " Go instantly, Welsh, or I'll call for the guard," said Mr. Stone. 
 "You're more than half drunk now. Don't give that man another 
 drop, Kirby. Go at once, Welsh." And now Lieutenant Hearn's 
 erect figure appeared at the door-way. 
 
 " Welsh, come here," was all he said. 
 
 Slowly and with surly mien the soldier turned, glowering at his 
 superior, set down the glass, and then slouched across the floor toward 
 the young officer, but halted short of the door-way. 
 
 " Come out here, sir," said the lieutenant, sternly, stepping a little 
 to one side. 
 
 " What for? I ain't on duty to-day," was the sullen answer. 
 
 " No arguments, Welsh. We've had too much of that from you. 
 Go instantly to your quarters, and stay there. You got excused from 
 drill on account of illness, and you know perfectly well the troop rule. 
 You have no business to leave the barracks, much less to be drinking 
 here." 
 
 "The doctor didn't give me any such orders," muttered Welsh, 
 still hanging back, " and he's my commanding officer to-day." 
 
 For all answer Mr. Hearn sprang quickly forward, grasped the 
 coat-collar of the soldier in a muscular hand, and, without violence, but 
 with quick determination, marched him forth into the sunshine. 
 
 " By G d, lieutenant, you'll pay for this !" screamed Welsh. " I 
 don't allow any man to lay hands on me." And then, the instant he 
 was released, he turned and shook his clinched fist at his young supe- 
 rior. Before another word could be said, the corporal of the guard 
 with a couple of men, answering the signal of the officer of the day, 
 came bounding to the spot. 
 
 " Take that man to the guard-house," said Captain Brodie, boiling 
 over with indignation. " I'll attend to this case, Mr. Hearn. I wit- 
 nessed the whole thing." 
 
 And, swearing and struggling in the grasp of the guard, Welsh 
 was led away. Brodie saw him safely landed in the guard-room, then 
 turned back to the store. The two civilians, who had silently witnessed 
 this scene, were exchanging significant glances from time to time, and
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 749 
 
 some low-whispered words. " His name's Brodie," Schouberg was 
 heard to say. " You've got Hearn." But wlien the officer of the day 
 reappeared at the door- way they turned their backs and were apparently 
 absorbed in the discussion of the cocktails which the barkeeper some- 
 what grudgingly set before them. Brodie took a good look at the 
 pair, but, as they carefully refrained from showing their faces, he re- 
 mained but a moment at the door-way, and then, with a dissatisfied 
 shake of the head, turned and walked over toward the garrispn. 
 
 The trumpet was loudly pealing orderly call a few minutes later as 
 the men came marching up from stables, their sabres clanking and 
 their spurred heels ringing along the road. The instant the ranks 
 were broken in front of the barracks a rush was made by dozens of 
 their number for the cool refreshment of the trader's beer, and the bar 
 was speedily crowded with their stalwart, dust-covered forms and ring- 
 ing with their jovial voices. Some of them looked askance at the 
 strangers, but Schonberg assumed an air of joyous good-fellowship. 
 
 " Just in time, boys," he called aloud. " Come right up and have 
 it with me. Here, Billy, ask all these gentlemen to take a glass of 
 beer. I always swore by the cavalry, anyhow : didn't I, Billy ? That's 
 right, boys : fill 'em all up ; and when you get into town come around 
 and see my place." And with that he began distributing printed 
 business-cards among them. 
 
 Some of the men accepted the cards and the proffered hospitality ; 
 others seemed to hang back. One or two non-commissioned officers 
 drew away to one side by themselves and signalled to the barkeeper 
 that they wished to be served privately and not included in the Israel- 
 ite's treat. 
 
 Meantime, Captain Brodie had gone in search of the commanding 
 officer. The roll of the drum and the peal of the trumpet sounding 
 mess-call speedily emptied the bar of the blue-bloused throng. But 
 Mr. Schonberg and his companion had been drinking just enough to 
 be aggressively hospitable. The next thing that Kirby knew, the 
 former was lurching around the building with his friend in tow, and, 
 to his consternation, made as straight as his legs would permit for the 
 door of the officers' club-room. Three or four of the young gentle^ 
 men were still there, sipping " shandygaff" and glancing through the 
 papers. These looked up in evident surprise at the flushed features 
 and flashy attire of the stranger who so confidently and jovially en- 
 tered, his companion following closely in his wake. 
 
 " G'mornin', gen'lem'n," exclaimed Mr. Schonberg, holding forth 
 a pudgy hand and beaming effusively upon Lieutenant Lee. " Wel- 
 come to Fort Ryan, gen'lem'n. Permit me to 'ntr'duce m'self : Mr. 
 Levi Schonberg ; '11 thiz's my partic-ic-1'r frien', Mr. Abrams, Mr. 
 Abrams, of Chicago, gen'lem'n. Miss'r Abrams, thiz's my frien' 
 Lieuten'nt I I didn't catch y'r name, sir." 
 
 " My name is Lee," said that young gentleman, shortly, and with- 
 drawing the hand of which Mr. Schonberg had possessed himself. 
 
 " Lee, Lieutenant Lee, of the Eleventh Cavalry, Mr. Abrams. 
 Gen'lem'n, I knew all your old frien's of the th that was here. We 
 were very intimate, all of us, and excuse me, I didn't catch y-your
 
 750 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 name, sir," turning now on Lieutenant Martin. " Gen'lera'n, we're 
 just going to open a quart bottle my 'xpense. Here, Billy, you son 
 of a gun, bring in the champagne-glasses, the best you've got. Pom- 
 mery Sec Pornmery See's my wine, gen'lem'n ; but if you prefer any 
 other s-say so. W-w-what will you have, Mr. Mr. ?" 
 
 " I don't drink at all, thank you," said Mr. Wallace, briefly. 
 " Come, Martin, going up to luncheon ?" he said, turning shortly from 
 the pair of invaders. 
 
 " Don't go yet, gen'lem'n. Just one glash champagne, ^good- 
 fellowship, you know. Hope I don't 'fend?" 
 
 " Not a particle, sir ; not a particle," said Martin. " Only you will 
 have to excuse us. We can't drink and shoot too, you know. We've 
 got to be on the rifle-range in half an hour. Coming, Lee?" Mr. Lee 
 had risen, and was about to move, when Mr. Schonberg threw his arm 
 over the young gentleman's shoulders, striving to detain him. 
 
 "Kindly remove your arm, Mr. Mr. whatever your name 
 
 may be," said Lee, his brows knitting and his mouth setting angrily. 
 " I object to drinking champagne in the morning, and to being em- 
 braced by strangers at any time." 
 
 But at this moment Mr. Stone, the post trader, came hurrying in. 
 He looked aghast when he caught sight of what was going on. Spring- 
 ing forward, he seized the Israelite roughly by the arm. 
 
 " Come out of this, Schonberg," he ordered. " You know per- 
 fectly well you've got no right whatever to come on this reservation, 
 much less in this room." 
 
 " Pray do not disturb the gentlemen, Mr. Stone," said Martin. 
 " We will gladly vacate in their favor." 
 
 " Don't you attempt to put me out of here, Stone," shouted the 
 Jew. " I know you. I know what I'm about. You just touch me 
 
 or let anybody else here in this d d cowardly hole, and you'll see 
 
 what'll happen." 
 
 The three officers had silently left the room, and were now quietly 
 walking away from the building; but at the sound of a scuffle Lee 
 stopped short. 
 
 " Here," he said, " those men are drunk and may do harm. We 
 mustn't leave Stone in the lurch." 
 
 "What's the trouble?" queried Mr. Hearn, who had been inspect- 
 ing the dinner of his troop and now came hurrying down the slope 
 from the barracks. At this very instant, too, Schonberg came backing 
 out of the club-room door, shaking his fist at Stone, who silently and 
 yet threateningly followed ; and Schonberg's voice was shrill with 
 rage. Behind them both, his hands in the pockets of his spring over- 
 coat, saying not one word, but glancing quickly about from man to 
 man, followed Mr. Abrams, of Chicago. 
 
 " Mr. Hearn," said Stone, " you were here before I came, and you 
 know this man : were not the orders given that he should never again 
 show his face on the reservation, and that he should be put off if he 
 came ?" 
 
 " Exactly," answered Hearn. " And the sooner you leave it now, 
 Mr. Schonberg, the better it will be for you."
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 751 
 
 "I'm minding ray own business." (He called it* " peeznez.") 
 " You mind yours. Maybe you think I've forgot you ; but I'll show 
 you. I've had it in for you ever since four years ago, young feller, 
 and just you keep away now, and don't you interfere, or you'll catch it 
 where you don't expect it." 
 
 " I'll give you thirty seconds to get in that buggy and drive off, 
 Mr. Schonberg," was Hearn's reply. " Unless you want to be hauled 
 out by the guard, you will start at once. It isn't the first time I've 
 found you stirring up insubordination here." 
 
 Schonberg reached his buggy, but kept up his furious language. 
 His companion, still silent, scrambled in, his restless eyes wandering 
 from face to face. The thirty seconds were well-nigh gone when the 
 Jew, aided by Stone's supporting arm, lurched into his seat and picked 
 up the reins. Shaking the whip over Stone's head, he shrieked so that 
 all could hear, 
 
 " By G d ! you may dink you've heard the last of dis dis out- 
 rage; but you'll see! you'll see! If you don't get roasted for dis, 
 dare ain't any newspapers in dis country. I got your name down four 
 years ago, Mr. Second Lieutenant Hearn, and now, by G d ! you'll 
 
 And then, with an angry lash of his whip upon the flanks of his 
 startled gray, Schonberg with his companion drove rapidly down the 
 road past the stables. As they turned the corner, Mr. Abrams drew 
 from his overcoat pocket a fat note-book and glanced back over his 
 shoulder with a significant smile. . 
 
 V. 
 
 An anxious group had gathered that afternoon over near the hos- 
 pital. Corporal Brent's symptoms were all indicative of concussion of 
 the brain, and, though the surgeon said there had been no fracture of 
 the skull, he was fearful that fatal consequences might ensue. Among 
 his comrades of the infantry battalion the young soldier was by long 
 odds the most popular and beloved man in the ranks, and that he 
 should have been " slugged," as they expressed it, in the discharge of 
 his duty by some scoundrel of a cavalryman, was developing a very 
 ugly feeling at the post. Murphy and Scanlan had been sent to 
 Coventry among their own comrades for having lent a willing ear to 
 the wiles of the tempter and so led on to the tragedy that followed. 
 Colonel Morris had ordered that Goss should be confined in a cell apart 
 from the ordinary prisoners; but when confronted with the array of a 
 dozen garrison malefactors, neither Murphy nor Scanlan was able to fix 
 on any one of them as the man who accosted them the night of the 
 tragedy and gave them drink at the southwest gate. Goss was like 
 him in size and beard, they said, but that was all that they could 
 assert. It was enough, however, to prompt some of the infantrymen 
 on guard to scaring the prisoner's life almost out of him. He pite- 
 ously implored the officer of the day at his next visit not to keep him 
 there, the "dough-boys," he said, had sworn they would lynch him if 
 Brent died, and again and again he declared himself innocent and the
 
 752 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 victim of some conspiracy. When Colonel Morris was informed of 
 the threat, he decided to send the man to the neighboring town and 
 the custody of the civil authorities, that he might be tried by their 
 courts in the event of a fatal termination to the corporal's injuries, 
 but waited until afternoon before issuing the orders in the case. 
 
 Major Kenyon, who had taken a deep interest in Brent for some 
 months past, and who had recommended him to study for a commis- 
 sion, was just coming from the hospital ward when Mr. Hearn, passing 
 by the sad-faced group of soldiers who were chatting at the steps, came 
 quickly forward to meet the field-officer : 
 
 " How does he seem now, major ? I had intended coming earlier, 
 but was detained." 
 
 "Just holding his own. I wouldn't go in, if I were you, Hearn. 
 I think footsteps only worry the doctor now. There is no great 
 change, men," he kindly spoke, as the little knot of soldiers respect- 
 fully saluted and looked inquiringly at him. " He has a good fighting 
 chance yet, with his splendid constitution. We can only hope for the 
 best. Come on, Hearn ; I want to ask you something. What's this 
 I hear about your having trouble with that fellow Schonberg ?" 
 
 " Oh, I had no especial trouble, major : he was out here drunk, I 
 should say, and had got that man Welsh of my troop drinking, so that 
 the fellow was insubordinate again, and the officer of the day ordered 
 him confined. Then Schonberg, it seems, went into the club-room, 
 and, after he had been treating the men to beer in the bar, insisted 
 on treating to champagne and intrqducing himself to several of the 
 officers who were there. Stone came in and ordered him out, and 
 when I happened along, hearing the noise, he appealed to me as to 
 what the orders in his case had been, and, as I knew that he had been 
 forbidden even to come on the reservation, I told him that if he didn't 
 go, and go at once, I would send some of my men to escort him. Of 
 course he was very violent and abusive, but I paid no further attention 
 to it." 
 
 " D n that villain !" said the major. " He has done more to 
 demoralize the men in this post than all the toughs and gamblers in 
 the community combined. Our fellows have got to know him so 
 thoroughly that the best class of them, at least, steer clear of him 
 entirely ; but there was a time when a great many of them never went 
 to town without getting drink or money at his place and having to pay 
 very heavily for it afterwards." 
 
 "Oh, I knew him well the first winter I ever spent* here," said 
 Hearn. " He was clerk in the sutler's store then ; and it was just 
 before I left that he was discharged by his employer, who is dead now. 
 Then he came prying around the barracks at night, bringing liquor to 
 the men, and gamblers out with him from town, playing in the non- 
 commissioned officers' room, fleecing them so badly that they finally 
 complained, and then the order was issued that he shouldn't be per- 
 mitted on the reservation at all. He had a friend with him to-day 
 whom he was showing around and whom he insisted on introducing : 
 Martin says he called him Abrams, from Chicago." 
 
 " Abrams ! I don't know anything about him, but the mere fact
 
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 of his being here with Schonberg is enough to make me look upon him 
 with suspicion. They were having a confidential talk with your man 
 Welsh, I'm told. Now, what do they know of him ? where have they 
 met him before?" 
 
 " I can't say, major : he was in the captain's ' household brigade,' 
 and it is only recently that I have had anything to do with him. Of 
 course he has been in and out of town a^dozen times the past month, 
 so he never lacked opportunity." 
 
 " The doctor tells me you had to haul him out of the bar-room by 
 the coat-collar, and that he threatened and abused you. Take my 
 advice, Hearn ; don't ever touch a soldier, no matter how wrong he 
 may be. You should have called for a file of the guard if he would 
 not obey." 
 
 " I had no authority over the guard, major, and I had over Welsh. 
 I simply stepped inside, collared him, and marched him out into the 
 sunshine ; then Captain Brodie came Ah ! here's the colonel." 
 
 They had turned into the quadrangle at the moment, and came face 
 to face with the post commander, who, followed by his orderly, was 
 crossing the green parade, swinging his cane in the nervous and ener- 
 getic way peculiar to him. 
 
 "Mr. Hearn," he said, in his quick, almost gruff manner, "the 
 officer of the day tells me he has confined Welsh, of your troop, for 
 insubordination and for threatening you, and that he had been at the 
 store with some men from town who were forbidden the reservation : 
 you know the men, I'm told." 
 
 " Only one of them, sir. I knew that Jew, Schonberg, the first 
 winter I was stationed here." 
 
 " Well, Captain Brodie says he also used threatening language to- 
 wards you. What does it mean? What could he have to threaten 
 you with?" 
 
 "Nothing, sir," answered Hearn, promptly. " At least," and now 
 the hot blood seemed bounding to his temples, " at least nothing that I 
 have any fear of. He is a blackguard, and I was utterly inexperienced 
 when I came here, so that he got me into some embarrassment in money- 
 matters at the time. It was settled long ago, and I have no idea what 
 he thinks he can trump up now. He used to be clerk and attendant at 
 
 the store here when old Braine " 
 
 ' " Yes, yes, I know," said the colonel, impatiently. " It is odd that 
 you young gentlemen will put yourselves in the hands of such people. 
 Now, that fellow has been kept off the reservation all these years, yet 
 here he comes again because he seems to think he has a hold on you, 
 and dares to disobey orders as a consequence." 
 
 "I protest, colonel," said Hearn, flushing hotly, "I am in no wise 
 responsible for his actions. You can have the details of the trouble he 
 gave me at any time, and I can show you the papers that long since 
 ended the matter. He has no hold on me, sir, whatever." And the 
 young officer stood before his commander looking both grieved and 
 indignant at the imputation conveyed in the latter's words. 
 
 " Well, well, Mr. Hearn, I do not mean to say that he has any 
 ground, only you young gentlemen cannot be too careful about your 
 
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 754 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 associates. Contact with such canaille as this must defile you just as 
 much as pitch. Now, Major Kenyon, how is Corporal Brent ?" 
 
 Thus having the last word, and having conveyed to the young sub- 
 altern a distinct sense of rebuke, Colonel Morris abruptly intimated his 
 desire that nothing further should be said upon the subject. So long 
 as he chose to transfer his attention to Major Kenyon the commander 
 could, of course, prevent further remonstrance ; but as Mr. Hearn stood 
 there in evident readiness to resume his own defence, and as the colonel 
 knew very well that he had hardly been fair to him, since Hearu's 
 character had been most exemplary ever since his joining the regiment, 
 his better nature told him that he ought in further words to let the 
 young fellow down easily, as the army expreseion goes. For reasons 
 of his own, Colonel Morris did not wish to unbend, however, in pres- 
 ence of the infantry major, his second in command. No sooner had 
 he finished his inquiries than he turned to Mr. Hearn again : 
 
 " I do not mean to say, sir, that any reason exists for that man's 
 threats, only that I consider it most unfortunate that you or any young 
 officer should ever have put himself in the power of that class of 
 people." 
 
 Hearn would have retorted, but for a moment he could not find 
 words at once respectful and convincing. The colonel, having delivered 
 this final volley from his entire line, now promptly retired before the 
 other side could rally, and, as though covered by the smoke of his own 
 fire, tramped away across the parade, leaving the two officers gazing 
 silently after him. The orderly, with hand to cap-visor, sprang briskly 
 past the pair and stalked away in the wake of his cane-twirling com- 
 mander. 
 
 At last Kenyon spoke : " Come, Hearn, when you're as old as I am 
 you'll not fret yourself over glittering generalities like that. Every 
 colonel, I suppose, is full of wise saws and modern instances and must 
 shoot 'em off occasionally. I'll be just as full, no doubt, if I live to 
 be a colonel. It has taken me thirty years' soldiering to get out of 
 company duty, and the Lord only knows how long it will be before I 
 can swap this gold leaf for the silver. Come along, man ; I'm going 
 to Lane's a moment to ask the ladies to drive to town this evening, and 
 there's nothing like the women-folk to help one out of the grumps. 
 There they are on the piazza now, the women, not the grumps. And, 
 by the powers ! yonder comes young Lee in his riding-boots to ask 
 Miss Marshall to try a canter." 
 
 But Hearn shook his head : " I can't go now ; I'm all upset by this 
 thing, major. By heaven ! isn't it enough to make a man swear, that a 
 low cad like that can come into his daily life and poison the ears of his 
 friends and associates with slander and innuendo, and that I have to 
 listen in silence to such rebuke as that the colonel gave me?" 
 
 " Well, that's what you get for being in the army, my boy. Three 
 days ago you were taking issue with me at Lane's because I said if I 
 had my life to live over again the army was the very last profession 
 I'd seek in this country, and you thought you loved it. Here's Lane, 
 now," he continued, as the gray-eyed captain strolled up and laid his 
 hand kindly on the young officer's shoulder.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 755 
 
 "I'm trying to pull Hearn out of the grumps, Lane. Haul him 
 along with us, or he'll be doing something desperate. You remember 
 how enthusiastic he was three days ago, loved his profession, would 
 rather be a soldier than a railway magnate, wouldn't swap his com- 
 mission for a million in the four-per-cents. Fetch him along." 
 
 And between them, half laughing, half sympathetic, the two officers 
 convoyed their junior towards the shaded veranda where were seated 
 Mrs. Lane, Miss Marshall, and other ladies busy with their needlework 
 and probable gossip. Miss Wharton was of the party, and there were 
 two or three callers. They had noted the colonel's soldierly figure as 
 he tramped across the parade, and were quick to see the two officers 
 coming along the gravel walk. Mrs. Lane half rose, and, smiling 
 brightly, bade them enter. Forage-caps were raised in acknowledg- 
 ment and salutations exchanged, but the trio hung outside. The major 
 by this time was talking vehemently. Lane was looking grave and 
 anxious. The same perplexed expression was on his face that had been 
 noted at the breakfast-table when reading that letter just before Miss 
 Marshall's entrance the day before. Hearn's face was clouded. 
 
 " How can they encourage Major Kenyon to be dilating on his pet 
 hobby !" petulantly exclaimed Mrs. Graves. " He is the most pessi- 
 mistic, cynical, prosy old crank in the whole service, and will bore them 
 to death. There, now he's backed them up against the fence, and there 
 is no hope for them. Do come in here out of the hot sunshine, Major 
 Kenyou : you can harangue all you like here just as well." But Ken- 
 yon paid no attention to his fair comrade of the infantry. For years 
 the women of the th Foot had made common cause against him, 
 despite the fact that he was one of their most devoted admirers. When 
 Mrs. Lane again called to them to come in and sit on the veranda, 
 however, the captain calmly took his two friends by the elbows and 
 steered them through the gate. Another moment, and the ladies were 
 settling back into their seats, and the major had the floor. 
 
 " Yes, Mrs. Lane, I am a crank, as my good friend Mrs. Graves 
 has doubtless told you : I have reason to be, and the crank's wound up 
 to-day. Your husband and Hearn here have been combating my views 
 
 about the desirability of the army as a vocation, and I crave your 
 
 pardon, Miss Marshall, for ' talking shop.' ' : 
 
 " I'm deeply interested, Major Kenyon," responded that young lady. 
 " Go on, I beg of you." 
 
 " Well, my views are founded on long experience, and not the very 
 pleasantest. I say and I say it after years of* reflection that the 
 more a man may love his profession, the better a soldier he is, the more 
 jealous of the honor and reputation of his cloth, the less can he afford 
 to take a position in the army of the United States. Why ? Why, be- 
 cause the great mass of the people have no conception whatever of the 
 duties that devolve upon us, of the life we lead, of the trials we en- 
 counter. In time of peace they think they have no use whatever for an 
 army, and declare that we do nothing but loaf and drink and gamble. 
 They are taught to think so by the press of our great cities, and, never 
 having a chance to see the truth for themselves, they accept the views 
 of their journalists, who really know no more about it than they do,
 
 756 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 but do not hesitate to announce as fact what exists only in their im- 
 agination. Ever since the war these attacks in the papers have gradu- 
 ally increased from year to year. Now, my home is in Chicago, and, 
 naturally, I read the Chicago papers. I was five years tramping, scout- 
 ing, skirmishing all through Arizona and Wyoming without ever seeing 
 the inside of a city or even of a railway-car. We lived on hard tack 
 and bacon and what we could pick up when we couldn't get them. We 
 lost many a good soldier in Indian battle during that time, and at last 
 I got a wound that laid me up and sent me home. I hadn't seen the 
 place in seven years. My boyhood had been spent there. Dozens of 
 my relatives and old school-mates lived there, and I looked forward 
 with pleasure to the rest and joy I should have at the old firesides. I 
 didn't suppose that people really believed all the outrageous flings the 
 Times and the News and the Sun and the Herald, let alone the Trades- 
 Union Gazette and the Arbeiter Zeitung, had indulged in at the expense 
 of the army. But I had to wear ray uniform for three or four days 
 about the old home, and not only street-boys but grown men respectably 
 dressed jeered and hooted at the dress that for years in the rebel South 
 and all over the frontier had never been treated with insult. Old 
 school-mates patronizingly asked me over their card-tables at the clubs, 
 what on earth I could find to do with myself in the army, and why I 
 didn't quit it and come in here and try to be something. You know 
 perfectly well, Lane, that when you were recruiting in Cincinnati you 
 had just such questions put to you, and you had been through one cam- 
 paign after another for years. The general manager of the Midland 
 Pacific, every mile of whose road through the Sioux country I and my 
 men had helped to build by standing off the Indians day after day and 
 having many a sharp fight doing it, this general manager, I say, met 
 me at the Union League and asked me how I had ' managed to kill time 
 on the frontier,' and remarked that it must be a very demoralizing life. 
 He was out next day in a circular cutting down the wages of some twenty 
 thousand employees ten per cent., but thought the rank and file of the 
 army were treated rather like dogs by their superiors. A man, he said, 
 must be at the lowest ebb of self-respect to enlist in the army ; as though 
 every one of his army of twenty thousand hard-working, hard-slaving 
 men was not infinitely more at the mercy of a single official than could 
 ever happen in the army of the United States. My own people, by Jove ! 
 were so impressed by what they had been reading for years in the papers 
 of army life and army officers that they were perpetually urging me to 
 quit the service and'come in and begin life over again at forty-five, 
 clerking or something. Why, only ten years before, their homes had 
 been rescued from the mob, after police and militia had been whipped 
 to the winds, only by the prompt rush of the regulars from the frontier. 
 Oh, they lionized the ' shoulder-strapped autocracy' then, and for just 
 about one week it wasn't fashionable for a decent paper to lampoon 
 them ; but the moment the danger was over their gratitude fled with 
 their anxiety. I tell you, the papers that are sold for two and three 
 cents in our big cities have to pander to the prejudices of the masses to 
 keep alive, and there is no surer way of tickling the palates of the 
 populace than by ridiculing or abusing the army officers, and in lending
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 757 
 
 themselves to this the editors, of course, influence the judgment of 
 people of a much better class, the great middle class, so to speak, of 
 the whole nation." 
 
 " It isn't at all so where I come from," interposed Hearn, promptly. 
 " At home all my kinsfolk are proud of my being in the army." 
 
 " Ah ! you're a Southerner, Mr. Hearn, and your people are all 
 Americans. All through the North, however, we have an immense 
 foreign population that has fled from the Old World to escape military 
 duty. They hate the very sight of a soldier. Three-fourths of the 
 people of some of our big cities are of foreign birth or parentage. The 
 papers seek their patronage, and in truckling to them they prejudice 
 northern Americans against their own friends and relatives who have 
 been idiots enough to become their defenders. It was bad enough be- 
 fore the war, God knows, but it's worse now. People wonder how it 
 was that it took the North with three million soldiers so long to subdue 
 the South with less than a fourth that number. Now I see nothing to 
 wonder at whatever. The South has always respected the profession 
 of arms ; the North has always derided it. Lee with sixty thousand 
 Americans at his back, and only sixty thousand, knocked sixty thousand 
 out of Grant's overwhelming force between the Rapidan and the James. 
 Lee's sixty thousand had the love of every Southern heart to sustain 
 them. How many of the North, think you, had no personal interest 
 in that struggle? How many thousands of the North to-day care 
 nothing whatever for that flag," and the major pointed to the standard 
 floating over the garrison, " and only ask to be let alone to make 
 money their own way ? God knows, I'm as loyal a Union man as ever 
 lived, but I don't like to think of the new generation that has sprung 
 up in this country: all soldiers in the South; all what? in the 
 North." 
 
 And old Kenyon, flushed, almost breathless, paused and mopped 
 his brow with a silk handkerchief as red as his face. 
 
 There was silence a moment. Captain Lane's kindly features wore 
 an expression half grave, half quizzical. Hearn had edged around 
 nearer where Miss Marshall was sitting, and that young lady had 
 dropped her dainty embroidery in her lap and was listening atten- 
 tively. Something in the gravity of her demeanor gave Kenyon en- 
 couragement. 
 
 " Now, you, Miss Marshall, are accustomed to social circles in the 
 North. Tell me frankly, now, did you ever hear men prominent in 
 civil life express any other opinion of the profession of an army officer 
 than that it was rather a useless, dawdling, and unworthy occupation?" 
 
 "In peace times, I presume you mean, major?" 
 
 " In peace times, certainly ; though the necessity for its existence 
 then is as great. You recollect what Washington said : ' In time of 
 peace prepare for war.' " 
 
 " I confess that men who lead narrow lives in business or professions 
 and never get beyond the groove are apt to say something of what you 
 suggest, major. But men who think and travel, especially those who 
 have visited our frontier, come back with feelings of much admiration 
 for the army, officers and men."
 
 758 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " Then I'll rest my case with the men who think and travel," said 
 Hearn, laughing brightly. "Come, you old cynic, don't make me 
 believe I have no friends outside my profession, when it sometimes 
 seems as though I hardly had one in it." 
 
 " Now, there you go, Hearn," interrupted Kenyon. " That's just 
 exactly where you're wrong. You would trust to the few travelled 
 and educated men ; but what are they among the mass of voters, who 
 know nothing of the army but what they read in the papers? Do 
 you ever see anything good of an army officer in any paper until he's 
 dead ? Never, unless it's something put in by a f newspaper soldier ;' 
 and God save me from more of them. What could your thinkers and 
 travellers do, even if they would condescend to bestir themselves in 
 our behalf, which they don't, as against the masses and the press? 
 No paper in the land is so low but what it can hurt and sting you." 
 
 " How? I should like to know." 
 
 "How? Simply by printing any low scandal at your expense; 
 and no matter what your record or your character may have been, no 
 matter how damnable a lie may be asserted of you, the mass of the 
 people will read and believe, and your natural protectors the generals 
 and the War Department will call upon you to defend yourself against 
 even anonymous assault." 
 
 " You do not mean that, major, do you ?" asked Miss Marshall. 
 
 " I do, emphatically. I have seen officers time and again com- 
 pelled to report to division or department head-quarters that they were 
 innocent of allegations made by nameless scribblers in the daily press. 
 I have seen the most abstemious men in the army heralded as drunk 
 on duty by a sheet that withheld the name of its informant. But all 
 the same the officers were called to account. When we were sent to 
 aid the marshals in breaking up the whiskey-distilleries in Brooklyn ; 
 when the first colored cadets were sent to West Point ; when Chicago 
 was burned and we had to shoot some prowling robbers to rid the 
 ruined city of the gang that flocked there ; when we were hurried in 
 again in '77, and all the great cities of the North were practically at 
 the mercy of the mob; at every one of those times, and heaven only 
 knows how many times between, the press made scandalous asser- 
 tions by name about one officer or another. In most cases there was 
 no truth whatever in what was said ; in every case, however, the officer 
 was compelled by his superiors to establish his innocence. By heaven ! 
 I'll never forget our experience in '77. We were ordered to lose not 
 an instant in reaching Chicago. The strikers had side-tracked the 
 Ninth on one road and blocked the cavalry on another line, and when 
 we stopped for water the railway-men attempted to leave us there. I 
 put Lieutenant Nairn with a small guard at the engine and kept the 
 strikers off, using no force, saying not a word, making no reply to jeers 
 and insult ; but the leading paper came out next day and denounced 
 Nairn and me as being armed ruffians, declared we were both reeling 
 drunk, and gave most outrageous details of things that never hap- 
 pened. Of course, as army officers were the targets of this abuse, the 
 article was copied in Eastern papers. Nairn was a man who never 
 drank a drop ; had a magnificent war record ; was a general officer of
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 759 
 
 volunteers, and a gentleman honored throughout the whole service. 
 All the same he and I were compelled to submit written denials to de- 
 partment head-quarters, and all the satisfaction we ever got was that 
 the editor said his reporter had perhaps been unduly influenced by the 
 prejudiced statements of the strikers. Why hadn't this occurred to 
 him in the first place? Why didn't he know that these men, furious 
 at being thwarted, would say anything to revenge themselves after we 
 had gone on our way? He did; but because just sucfo sensational 
 articles would make his paper sell among the masses, and because he 
 knew that where the army officer had oile friend he had a score of 
 enemies, that was enough for him. Now, that, and a host of similar 
 experiences, is why I say that no son of mine shall ever take up so 
 thankless a profession. Of course if the country were in danger, the 
 flag assailed, he would fight as I would. As for me, I'm too old a 
 dog to learn new tricks, and having lived my life in the service I must 
 die in it." And again the major paused for breath. " You think I'm 
 an extremist, don't you, Lane ?" he finally asked. 
 
 " Perhaps so, major, although I admit that the press has been most 
 unjust ; but I think we have more friends among the people than you 
 give us credit for." 
 
 " Not one bit of it ! You think the press knows better now and 
 wouldn't do it all over again. That's what Hearn here would say. 
 Now, you mark my words, gentlemen, so few are our friends in this 
 country, that is, in the North at least, either in the press or the 
 public, that any story at the expense of an army officer would be 
 eagerly published by almost any paper in the land, and used as a text 
 by hundreds of editors all over the nation to warrant a vicious stab at 
 our whole array, and the people far and wide would eagerly read, and 
 even those who declared they didn't believe it would be influenced." 
 
 "I can't think our people are such fools as to believe yarns that 
 are evidently manufactured to malign," said Hearn, stoutly. " Every- 
 body ought to know that it is from deserters, or dishonorably discharged 
 men, or low camp-followers, that the reporters get their scandals." 
 
 " Ought to know ! yes, I admit it. I have no doubt that the man- 
 aging editors who publish the things do know ; but the people don't. 
 And now what has been your own experience, Hearn ? How can you 
 blame the people for believing what they read in the papers, when not 
 an hour ago your own colonel, who knows you well, virtually rebuked 
 you because of the vicious ravings of as unprincipled a cad as there is 
 in all Kansas ?" 
 
 And Georgia Marshall, looking up in surprise, saw the quick flush 
 that leaped to the young soldier's face. 
 
 VI. 
 
 "Fred, what did Major Kenyon mean by his reference to Mr. 
 Hearn and some story about him ?" asked Mrs. Lane that evening, as 
 the captain was locking up after their guests had departed. Miss 
 Marshall, who was glancing over a photograph-album, closed it and 
 rose as though to leave the parlor.
 
 760 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " No, don't go," said Captain Lane, promptly. " I was sorry that 
 Kenyon made any reference to the matter, but, since he did, I want you 
 both : indeed, I think Hearn told me because he wanted you both to 
 know all about the affair. He had never mentioned it to me, nor to 
 any one, I fancy, before, because there was no need. It was all settled 
 some time ago, but of course he felt sensitive about it. He was a 
 green young lieutenant when he joined here six years ago. This Jew, 
 Schonberg, was clerk at the sutler's. The officers dealt very largely 
 with him then, for town was not as accessible as it is now. The former 
 post trader was a jovial, kindly sort of fellow, who was much liked by 
 everybody, but he left his books and his business in the hands of Schon- 
 berg. I have often heard how open-handed he was with his money, 
 and how officers, and men too, never had to go to any banker or scalper 
 if they needed money for an emergency. Anything a friend of his 
 wanted was at his service. Hearn began as a good many boys of his 
 genial temperament are apt to do at a big and expensive post, got in 
 debt, for everybody wants to give credit to young officers just starting, 
 and then the "bills come in all at one swoop afterwards. ' Old Cheery/ 
 as they used to call Braine, saw Hearn's trouble, and insisted on lend- 
 ing him money out of his own pocket. It wasn't a store matter at all ; 
 it wasn't entered on Hearn's account. He paid it back in instalments 
 to the old man himself, or was doing it when he received his promotion 
 and had to make the long and expensive journey to Arizona. Except 
 cadets when first joining, officers are not paid advance mileage ; they 
 must raise the money as best they can, and it is mighty hard on a 
 young lieutenant. ' Old Cheery,' of course, advanced Hearn another 
 two hundred dollars. The first was paid, all but fifty of it, and he 
 told the boy when he left that he had taken a big liking to him, and 
 that he could just return that at his convenience ; but Hearn never lost 
 a day after getting to his new post and obtaining his mileage, but 
 bought a draft for two hundred dollars and sent it to the old man at 
 once, and said in his letter that he would remit the balance of the 
 account and his store bill just' as soon as possible. ' Old Cheery' was a 
 man who never wrote letters, but Hearn got a line from his wife, say- 
 ing that Mr. Braine had received his pleasant letter with its enclosure 
 and sent his best wishes. A few months afterwards the old man sud- 
 denly died ; the widow moved to town ; a new trader came and took 
 the store ; and when Hearn sent his next remittance of fifty dollars to 
 the widow he was surprised in the course of a few months afterwards 
 to receive what purported to be a statement of his account with the 
 estate of Thomas Braine, deceased, a store-bill amounting to over a 
 hundred dollars, and no less than five hundred dollars in borrowed 
 money. He wrote instantly to a friend at Fort Ryan to see the widow 
 and have things straightened out. He protested that his store-bill 
 could not be more than forty or fifty dollars ; that old Braine had lent 
 him two hundred dollars at one time, which he had paid back to him 
 all but fifty, and two hundred more when he went to Arizona, which 
 he had instantly repaid, so that the total amount of his indebtedness 
 could not exceed one hundred dollars. But the widow said she didn't 
 know anything about it. Mr. Schonberg had kindly taken charge of
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 761 
 
 all her affairs, and he had the books and everything and all the corre- 
 spondence and knew all about it. Hearn, of course, refused to pay any- 
 thing but the hundred dollars. Then they threatened him with legal 
 proceedings, and next they importuned him through the War Depart- 
 ment, which, just as old .Kenyon says, believed the blackguard and 
 called on Hearn for an explanation. It nearly drove the young fellow 
 mad. He was proud and sensitive. He couldn't bear to think of the 
 publicity and scandal. He had never given Braine any receipt for the 
 money obtained from him ; never had asked any for the money repaid. 
 He was too honorable to deny the fact of having borrowed the money, 
 yet had nothing to show, the old man being dead, for the money that 
 he had returned. I had heard something of his trouble, but was 
 ordered East on recruiting service just then, and began to get into 
 troubles of my own, for it was there I met this young woman." And 
 the captain, with eyes that belied his words, turned fondly to his wife. 
 " The next thing I heard of Hearn, the matter had all been most for- 
 tunately settled, thanks to one of our old captains, who, it seems, had 
 known both Schonberg and the widow Braine. He took the matter up, 
 and the Jew was glad to drop it. Even Hearn does not know what 
 hold he had on them, but it was settled then and there. Hearn paid 
 a hundred dollars, and Schouberg, I am told, had to pay the lawyer 
 whom he had employed. I often think, though, how hard would 
 have been the young fellow's fate if there had been no one to come to 
 the rescue. There isn't a better soldier or braver officer in the Eleventh 
 to-day than Hearn, and he is just as steady as a rock ; but soldiers as 
 good as he have been driven out of the army for lack of some such 
 friend as came to him in his extremity." 
 
 " You would have helped him, Fred dear," said Mrs. Lane, fondly, 
 crossing over to the captain and stroking the grizzled stubble about his 
 brows as though it were the loveliest hair in the world. Lane possessed 
 himself of the soft white hand and threw his arm about her shapely 
 waist. 
 
 " I would certainly, had I known, but nine out of ten do not happen 
 to be able to help, even when our inclinations would lead. And, then, 
 however much we believed in Hearn's story and Schonberg's rascality, 
 who could prove it?" 
 
 " Who did prove it?" asked Miss Marshall, after a pause. 
 
 " Well, no one, that I know of. All we know is that SchSnberg 
 was glad to drop the matter three years ago when Captain Rawlins first 
 tackled the case. Hearn says he has never alluded to it from that time 
 to this until the fellow's language to-day ; but that was only some vague 
 drunken threat." 
 
 " But if, on the contrary, it should prove that he meant to make 
 more trouble for Mr. Hearn," asked Miss Marshall, "is Captain 
 Rawlins here?" 
 
 " By Jove !" exclaimed the captain, starting suddenly to his feet, 
 his face growing as suddenly grave and sad, " that possibly explains 
 the letter that came to me yesterday morning. I was reading it as you 
 came down to breakfast, a low, anonymous thing, and I burnt it. 
 Now I wish I had kept that."
 
 762 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " About Mr. Hearn, was it ?" asked Mrs. Lane, anxiously. 
 
 " Yes ; and now I can begin to understand it, too. Miss Marshall," 
 said he, turning impressively towards her, " your question goes to the 
 very bottom of this case. The friend who blocked their game three 
 years ago is gone : Rawlins was killed in the last campaign in Arizona." 
 
 " Oh, Fred !" cried Mrs. Lane. " And was there 110 one else who 
 had helped Mr. Hearn ?" 
 
 " No one but our old Rawlins, Mabel ; and of all men to help him 
 now, he would have been the most valuable here with our new colonel, 
 for he and Morris had been devoted and intimate friends in war days, 
 and I am told the colonel was deeply cut up by the news of Rawlins's 
 death. There was something romantic about their early friendship. 
 Captain Rawlins was a widower whose wife had died within a few 
 years of her marriage, and I have heard that both he and Morris, when 
 young officers, were in love with her, but that she had chosen Rawlius." 
 
 " But, Captain Lane," said Miss Marshall, whose thoughts seemed 
 less fixed upon the romantic than upon the practical side of the case, 
 "surely Mr. Hearn has receipts in full for this amount?" 
 
 " I so understood him, Miss Marshall ; and yet I do not know the 
 nature of the papers to which he refers. I think he said that he had 
 her letter ; but that is of less value now." 
 
 " And why ?" asked Miss Marshall. 
 
 " Because the widow married Schonberg." 
 
 " ' Then must the Jew be merciful/ " quoted Miss Marshall. 
 
 And for a few moments not another word was spoken. It was 
 that young lady herself who broke the silence : 
 
 " Perhaps you think me unduly apprehensive, Captain Lane. 
 That man's face made a powerful impression upon me when I saw him 
 to-day, and perhaps Mabel has told you something of my own experi- 
 ence in trying to retrieve my father's fallen fortunes when he was too 
 old and broken to do anything for himself. I learned then the worth- 
 lessness of spoken words, and that nothing but written contracts and 
 receipts were binding." 
 
 She had hardly ceased speaking when the gate was heard to swing 
 on its rusty hinges, a resolute step creaked across the piazza, and some- 
 body was fumbling at the bell-knob. 
 
 " Who can that be at this hour of the night?" asked Mrs. Lane, as 
 the captain went to the door. The bolts were drawn back, and a rush 
 of cold night-wind swept in, causing the lamps to suddenly flare and 
 smoke. 
 
 " Please, sir, is the doctor here ?" a voice was heard to ask. 
 
 " No," answered Lane. " What's wanted ? He left here about 
 twenty minutes ago. Have you been to his quarters ?" 
 
 " Yes, sir ; and they told me he was here, at Captain Lane's. 
 Corporal Brent is took worse, sir, and the steward thinks the doctor 
 ought to see him. He's wild like, and raving." 
 
 " Mabel, dear, I'll be back in a moment," said Lane, reappear- 
 ing at the parlor door. " Don't wait for me : I'm going to see if the 
 doctor is at Hearn's. They went away together. Corporal Brent is 
 reported worse."
 
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 Throwing his cavalry "circular" over his shoulders, Lane stepped 
 forth into the night. It was moonless and pitchy dark. The lamps 
 around the quadrangle were burning brightly, but hardly sufficed to 
 illumine more than a small sphere in the surrounding gloom. Across 
 the wide valley a distant ruddy spark showed where some farm home- 
 stead was still alive; and far away to the westward the electric lights, 
 swinging high over the thoroughfares of the thriving town, shone with 
 keen, cold lustre, and were mirrored in some deep, unruffled pool of the 
 stream. Turning his back on these, the captain trudged briskly down 
 the walk, the hospital attendant following, and opened the little gate 
 some fifty yards away from his own. As he surmised, the doctor was 
 here, for his voice, and Kenyon's too, could be heard before Lane 
 tapped at the door. 
 
 " Come in," shouted Hearn, in answer to the signal, and the cap- 
 tain entered. 
 
 " You are asked for at the hospital, doctor. They say Brent is 
 delirious." 
 
 At this the medical man dropped the cigar he had but half 
 smoked and left the room. Lane was for going with him, but Hearn 
 begged him to stay : 
 
 "No time like the present, captain, and I want you to see the 
 papers in the celebrated case of Braine vs. Hearn while Major Kenyon 
 is here. I'll beg Mrs. Lane's pardon in the morning, and not detain 
 you more than a minute." 
 
 Standing against the wall in the midst of what had been old Blau- 
 velt's sitting-room was a plain wooden table with a pigeon-holed desk 
 upon it, the lid of which, turned down, made the writing-shelf. Ill 
 the pigeon-holes were numerous folded papers, well-filled envelopes, 
 packages of tobacco, a brier- root pipe, a pair of old shoulder-straps, 
 several pairs of gloves, some fishing-tackle, some carte-de-vi&ite-sized 
 photographs, a damaged sabre-knot, and the inevitable accumulation 
 of odds and ends with which a subaltern's field-desk is apt to be lit- 
 tered. But the pigeon-holes had been quite systematically labelled. 
 There were compartments bearing the legends " letters unanswered," 
 " letters answered," " personals," " bills paid," " bills unpaid" (both 
 impartially occupied), " pay-accounts," " maps," " field-notes," etc. 
 
 " I never knew the necessity of having some sort of system about 
 these matters until after the experience I have been telling you of, cap- 
 tain ; and I am indebted to dear old Rawlins for it. You never met 
 him, did you, Major Kenyon ?" 
 
 " No ; except just for a moment in the Shenandoah Valley during 
 the war. He was commanding his regiment then." 
 
 " Yes, and lived to be shot down in cold blood by a lot of am- 
 buscading Apaches nearly a quarter of a century after, and nothing 
 but a captain of cavalry." 
 
 " He had some little property here in town at one time," said 
 Kenyon. " That was nearly ten years ago, though, and it went at a 
 sacrifice, I'm told. Perhaps it was while he was a local tax-payer that 
 he got to know your Hebrew friend of to-day." 
 
 " He never told me what he knew of him, beyond the mere fact
 
 764 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 that he was dishonest and a born mischief-maker. But the moment 
 he took that case up for me Schonberg dropped it. For some reason 
 the Jew was afraid of the old man, as every one called Rawlins." 
 
 Hearn was turning over in his hand, as he spoke, a package of 
 folded papers held together by elastic snaps. Removing the upper 
 band, he began looking over the docketing at the top of each paper. 
 
 " Rawlins, himself, endorsed this particular packet for me, and 
 showed me how it should be done," he said. " I've often thought that 
 if we could drop out a little slice of the mathematical course at the 
 Point, and have some coaching in this sort of thing, how much better 
 
 fitted we should be for the every-day duties of life. Now, I 
 
 Why, this is odd. I certainly had those papers in this very packet 
 not three weeks ago. I saw them the day I moved in here. I re- 
 member overhauling this very desk at the time." 
 
 Nervously he ran through the package again, his fingers rapidly 
 turning the folded pages, his face paling with sudden apprehension. 
 
 " There was a letter here from Captain Rawlins, two receipts of 
 Schonberg's, and the letter from Mrs. Braine, all bundled up together, 
 and the endorsement of each in Rawlins's handwriting." 
 
 Then he threw down the packet and began pulling out the papers 
 in other pigeon-holes, Kenyon and Lane standing silently by. In vain 
 he searched. Not a vestige of the desired proofs could be found. It 
 was with a white face and eyes that were full of trouble that he turned 
 upon his seniors : 
 
 " My God ! those papers are gone !" 
 
 "Look in your trunk, man," said Lane, kindly: "don't give up 
 yet;" while Kenyon, himself, began a search on his own account in 
 the now disordered desk. 
 
 " Was this always kept locked when you went out, Hearn?" asked 
 the major. " Surely such important papers ought not to be left lying 
 around loose." 
 
 " Locked ? Yes. At least I never was away for any time without 
 locking it. Sometimes, just going out to receive reports at roll-call, I 
 would not lock up ; for who would want to rob a fellow of papers of 
 no value to any one but the owner?" 
 
 The major looked grave. Lane's face was full of anxiety which he 
 hardly knew how to conceal. Both well knew the almost universally 
 careless habits of the bachelor officers in garrison. Their doors are 
 never locked ; their rooms are empty half the time, and their pocket- 
 books empty ordinarily as their rooms ; their books, papers, desks, even 
 trunks, almost always lying unguarded about the premises. Servants 
 and orderlies move from house to house unquestioned, and the rear 
 doors are unfastened day and night. " We have nothing worth steal- 
 ing," is the general theory, " so why bother about locking an empty 
 stable?" 
 
 " Who is your servant ?" asked Kenyon, brusquely. 
 
 " Our black boy, Jake. He has taken care of my rooms and traps 
 for three years, and works for Wallace and Martin, too. He's as 
 honest a nigger as ever lived ; has been with the regiment longer than 
 I have."
 
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 " Yes ; Jake isn't half a bad boy. But was there no one else who 
 had the run of the premises ?" 
 
 "Not a soul. Jake, himself, is rarely here except when at work." 
 
 There was a moment's silence. The major presently sauntered 
 over and tried the door leading to the dining-room. 
 
 " Here is the key, if you want to go in there," said Hearn. " I 
 
 have kept all the rooms locked since Blauvelt left, except this one and 
 
 .my bedroom up-stairs. The back door is locked too. Jake always 
 
 comes in the front way. I don't suppose any one has come through 
 
 the kitchen since the day the captain's family left." 
 
 "Didn't Welsh have to come here for his traps?" asked Lane. 
 
 "Yes; but he was under guard at the time, had a sentinel over 
 him, and both Jake and I were here. He took nothing out of this 
 house but his own personal belongings, and never entered this room at 
 all that day. I couldn't help it, but after seeing him with Schouberg 
 to-day the first explanation of my loss that occurred to me a moment 
 ago was Welsh. Yet how could he have been the man ?" 
 
 There was another moment of silence. Lane stood thoughtfully 
 examining the lock of the desk, then strolled into the hall and tried 
 the key of the front door. As he stood there under the swinging 
 lamp, the clink of an infantry sword was heard at the gate, and the 
 voice of Captain Brodie : 
 
 " What are you youngsters doing at this hour of the peaceful 
 night? Come out here and worship nature and visit sentries for me. 
 Oh ! beg your pardon, Lane : I thought it must be some of the boys." 
 
 " Major Kenyon and I have been keeping Hearn awake," was the 
 answer. " We were just going." 
 
 " Hello, Brodie," quoth the major, as he, too, came forth. " Have 
 you been to see how Brent is ?" 
 
 "Delirious, I'm told. Only the doctor and the steward are with 
 him. I was just waiting for twelve o'clock to go down and stir up the 
 sentries. There ought to be none but cavalry officers of the day at this 
 post, by Jove, so that they could ride around among these outside sen- 
 tries. It's too far for a Christian to walk twice in twenty-four hours. 
 Thank God, there's the call now." 
 
 At the first words from the lips of the sentry at the guard-house 
 the lamps at the two western gates were promptly extinguished, and 
 then the forms of two men could be discerned flitting from post to post, 
 extinguishing each lamp in turn. Soon the entire quadrangle was 
 wrapped in total darkness, and the silent stars gleamed all the more 
 brilliantly in the unclouded sky. Far over to the westward the reflec- 
 tion of the electric lights, a pallid, sickly glare upon the heavens, 
 suddenly faded into nothingness. 
 
 " That's the first time the town clock and ours have been so close 
 together since my coming to the garrison. Where did we get this 
 custom of dousing the glim at midnight?" asked Lane. 
 
 " The th started that when they were here. Got it from town, 
 perhaps. Listen a moment," answered Brodie. " I want to hear the 
 sentries down towards the bridge.'' 
 
 Faint and far, though borne on the wings of the soft night-wind,
 
 766 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the call of No. 7 had just sounded. It was now the turn of the 
 farthest sentry, No. 8, whose post was down the winding road at the 
 haystacks and wood-yard. A rich, musical Irish voice, softened by 
 distance, began its soldier troll : 
 
 " N-umber Eight. Tw-el-ve o'clock, anda-a-all's Who goes 
 
 there? Hatt! Halt! Corp'l the gu-a-ard Number Eight !" Bang! 
 
 Hearn was the first of the four officers to reach the southwest gate. 
 He could hear the footfalls of the officer of the guard running rapidly, 
 down the road past the stables, and without hesitation followed full 
 tilt. The guard was hurriedly turning out and forming. It was the 
 sergeant who faced it to the front and made the customary report to 
 Captain Brodie, as the officer of the day came panting to the spot: 
 
 " Sir, the guard is present and the prisoners secure." 
 
 An audible snicker in the prison-room followed these words. A 
 corporal file-closer stepped back into the guard-room and gruffly ordered 
 silence among the prisoners, which only evoked more tittering and 
 whispering. A sudden thought occurred to the officer of the day. 
 
 " Bring your lantern here," he said, as he strode through the guard- 
 room into the narrow passage beyond. On one side was the prison- 
 room whence the sound proceeded ; on the other were the cells. 
 
 " Open these doors," he ordered. 
 
 " There's only one cell occupied, sir ; the third." 
 
 " Open that, then." 
 
 The heavy door creaked on its hinges. A gust of cool night-air 
 blew through the cell. The window was wide open. The iron slats 
 were sawed away. The bird had flown. Private Goss, the assailant 
 of Corporal Brent, was gone. 
 
 VII. 
 
 In the soft, June-like weather of that memorable week at Ryan the 
 ladies spent but little of their waking moments in-doors, and even the 
 broad verandas of the colonel's quarters on the north side were no more 
 popular or populous than those of Captain Lane at the southwest 
 corner. Mrs. Lane and Miss Marshall attributed this to the fact that 
 the sun on its westward way passed behind their cosey home and left 
 the front piazza cool and shaded, whereas even the canvas hangings in 
 front of the Morrises' could not quite shut out the glare. But Mrs. 
 Morris laughingly declared that since their coming into the society of 
 Fort Ryan she had become "a decided back number." Whether the 
 theory of the colonel's wife were true or not, it must be said to her 
 credit that she accepted the situation with charming grace, and was 
 quite as frequent a visitor at the Lanes' as many of the younger women. 
 Her own guests had departed, leaving her somewhat lonely, she said; 
 and, while she thought it by no means a proper or conventional thing 
 that she should be so constantly visiting people who so seldom honored 
 her, she could not but have ocular proof at all hours of the day that 
 Mrs. Lane and her fair friend Miss Marshall could not sally forth to 
 make calls except at the price of leaving a number of callers in the 
 lurch. There were other young ladies in garrison, just then, Miss 
 Wharton, visiting her brother, and Miss McCrea, staying at the Burn-
 
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 hams'. There were several pretty girls in the neighboring town, who 
 frequently came out and spent a few days with the families at the post ; 
 and all these, of course, as well as the young married ladies, were the 
 recipients of much attention on the part of the officers, young and old. 
 It is a fact well understood in army circles that few officers are too old 
 to tender such attentions, and no woman too old to receive them. 
 
 And Mrs. Lane was rejoicing in the success of her projects for the 
 benefit of Georgia Marshall. Her friend was a pronounced success 
 from the day of her arrival ; and yet it was somewhat difficult to say 
 why. She was not a beauty, despite her lovely eyes ; she had none of 
 those flattering, soothing, half-caressing ways some women use with 
 such telling effect on almost every man they seek to impress. She was 
 not chatty. She was anything but confidential. She was rather silent, 
 and decidedly reserved, yet a most attentive listener withal ; and then 
 she had the courage of her opinions. . Her prompt and prominent part 
 in the little drama enacted the night of her arrival had made her 
 famous in the garrison ; her frank, unaffected, but gracious ways had done 
 much to make her popular. The statement that she was an orphan 
 and poor, combined with the fact, which the other women so speedily 
 determined, that she was not pretty, had removed her, presumably, from 
 the range of jealousy. The other girls found her very entertaining, 
 since she let them do much of the talking, and were willing to accord 
 to her a certain quiet style of her own. The men were glad to be civil 
 to any friend of Mrs. Lane's. And yet Georgia Marshall had not been 
 there a week before, as Mabel confidently predicted, she was having 
 in abundance tete-d,-ttes of her own. 
 
 It was the third morning after the escape of the prisoner Goss, 
 and for forty-eight hours nothing else had been talked of among the 
 soldiers, and nothing had excited so much comment among the fam- 
 ilies at the post. Up to this moment not a trace had been found. The 
 two iron slats in front of his window had been cut through swiftly 
 and noiselessly from within with watch-spring saws, and the tallow and 
 iron-filings lay about the stony window-sill. He had been thoroughly 
 searched before being put in that cell, and it was absolutely certain 
 that neither files nor tallow were then in his possession. The guard 
 swore that no man had had access to him afterwards. A wire netting 
 prevented anything from being thrown to him from the outside, and 
 this had been forced upward and outward after the bars were cut. 
 The sergeant of the guard was sure that no man had touched or even 
 spoken to him, except when he, himself, had seen his dinner and supper 
 handed in. There could have been no collusion on the part of the sen- 
 tries, for the men on No. 1 all through the day and night were of the 
 infantry, and warm friends of Brent, who would have lost no chance 
 of putting a bullet through the supposed assailant in the event of his 
 attempting to escape. The blacksmith said it would take several hours 
 at least five to file through those two bars, and the man must have 
 worked with the patience of a beaver. It was a drop of only seven feet 
 to the ground without, for the window overlooked the up-hill slope 
 back of the guard- house ; and yet, as he probably had to come through 
 head first, that was quite a fall. The prints of his outspread hands
 
 768 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 were found in the dust-heap, and it looked as though he must have 
 lain there some moments before stealing away. 
 
 The sentry far down by the wood-yards, No. 8, stated that just 
 as he was calling off and standing faced to the east so that his voice 
 might carry to the guard-house, he heard a sudden stumble behind him ; 
 a man tripped over a log between him and the road, then ran like mad 
 down toward the old station. It was too dark to recognize who it could 
 be. The officer of the guard had stopped to interrogate the sentry on 
 reaching his post, but Mr. Hearn had pushed ahead, and down at the 
 foot of the hill had plainly heard a horse's hoofs and the light rumble 
 of wheels crossing the bridge and going at a spanking trot ; yet soldiers 
 returning from pass, reliable men, had neither seen nor heard horse or 
 wagon anywhere on the flats along which lay the road to town. An 
 effort had been made to trail the wheel-tracks from the bridge, but, 
 though a place was found among the trees near the old station where a 
 horse and buggy had evidently stood for two or three hours, it was im- 
 possible to determine which way they had gone after crossing the stream, 
 for the farm -wagons coming from every by-road in the morning had 
 totally obliterated the tracks. 
 
 Goss's escape while under charges of such grave character was 
 regarded as tantamount to admission of his guilt. 
 
 Meantime, Corporal Brent's case seemed to have taken a turn for 
 the better, and, though there was still danger, there was. hope. What 
 struck many inquirers was the fact that the doctor seemed ill at ease, 
 and invariably evaded the question, when pressed as to the nature of 
 Brent's delirium. This, of course, simply served to whet public curi- 
 osity; and the young soldier became, all unconsciously, an object of 
 greater interest than ever. The ladies of the infantry, who had known 
 him by sight some time, were certain that from the very first he had 
 borne all the outward appearance of a gentleman, and in every word 
 and gesture had " given the world assurance of a man" of birth and 
 breeding. Their sisters of the cavalry, who had but recently reached 
 Fort Ryan, were not slow in accepting their theories. Such things 
 were by no means uncommon in the service ; and wouldn't it be deli- 
 cious, now, to have a romance in the ranks at Ryan ? Only fancy ! 
 Mrs. Burnham, Mrs. Brodie, and, above all, Mrs. Graves, were quite 
 ready to go to the hospital at any time the doctor would permit and 
 become the nurse of the young corporal ; but the medical man almost 
 bluntly declined the services of two of these ladies, and with positive 
 insolence, said the third, had told her she could pauch better devote her 
 ministrations to her own children. " Just as if I didn't know best what 
 my children needed !" said the offended matron. 
 
 And it was about Dr. Ingersoll that Mrs. Graves was discoursing 
 this very morning on Mrs. Lane's piazza, while her own olive-branches 
 were clambering the fences and having a battle royal with the progeny 
 of Mrs. Sergeant Flynn at the other end of the garrison. And, as luck 
 would have it, who should come along the gravel walk but the major 
 and the doctor, arm in arm ! at which sight Miss Marshall's expressive 
 eyes, brimming with merriment, sought the half-vexed features of 
 Captain Lane, who had been fidgeting uneasily in his chair during her
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 769 
 
 ladyship's exordium. Like many another excellent soldier, this prac- 
 tised trooper had no weapon with which to silence a woman's tongue. 
 
 " You'll find I'm right, Mrs. Lane. See if you don't," proceeded 
 Mrs. Graves, all unconscious of the coming pair. "You found I 
 wasn't mistaken about Major Kenyon ; and they are just as like as two 
 peas in a pod, both. of them." 
 
 Then, recalled to the possibilities of the situation by the mirthful 
 gleam in Miss Marshall's eye and the audible chuckles of Mr. Lee, she 
 whirled about and caught sight of the object of her dissertation. 
 
 "Oh, it's you they're laughing at, is it?" she hailed. "I was just 
 talking about you." 
 
 " Then how could you find the heart to laugh, Mrs. Lane ?" said 
 the major, raising his cap with simulated reproach of mien. " Does it 
 amuse you to see fellow-mortals flayed alive? Is it not bad enough 
 that, like Sir Peter Teazle, I am never out of Mrs. Graves's sight but 
 that I know I've left my character behind me ? The doctor and I 
 were wondering whether there was a vestige left of the good impression 
 we strove to make upon Miss Marshall." 
 
 " I'm -sure you ruined all possibility of that three days ago, major, 
 when you showed her what a cynical old party you were. No wonder 
 the young officers in our regiment lose all love for their profession after 
 hearing you talk. If I were Colonel Morris, I wouldn't have you 
 contaminating the lieutenants of the Eleventh the way you were trying 
 it on Mr. Hearn the other day." 
 
 " Where is Mr. Hearn, by the way ?" asked Mrs. Lane, eager to 
 put an end to such unprofitable controversy. " He hasn't been in here 
 for nearly two days. Come, major, come, doctor, walk in and sit 
 awhile. We want to hear how Corporal Brent is, too." 
 
 " Brent seems easier, Mrs. Lane, thank you," answered the surgeon. 
 "I cannot stop just now; we came over to meet the mail, for the 
 orderly seems to have an unusually big load this morning. Here 
 come the youngsters up from the post-office now." 
 
 And, as he spoke, perhaps half a dozen young cavalrymen, still in 
 their riding-boots and spurs, as though they had but just returned 
 from drill, came slowly up the slope. Wharton had aiv open news- 
 paper which he was reading aloud ; the others were hanging about 
 him, evidently listening with absorbed attention, to the neglect of their 
 own letters. 
 
 "What's the matter with the boys?" asked Kenyon, whimsically, 
 as they approached. " They look as solemn as owls." 
 
 Naturally, all eyes were drawn toward the coming party. Lane, 
 bending forward, saw that Hearn's face was pale, even under the coat 
 of tan and sunburn. He would have passed them by, simply lifting 
 his cap, as Wharton half folded the paper when the group filed in 
 through the main gate, but again Kenyon spoke : 
 
 "What makes you look so like a pack of mutes, lads? What's 
 gone wrong? Is Congress sailing into us again?" 
 
 " Major Kenyon," said Martin, deliberately, halting in front of the 
 gate, " I said some disparaging things about your remarks here the 
 other day. I beg your pardon, sir. You were right ; I was wrong. 
 VOL. XLVL 60
 
 770 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 Hold on, Hearn : don't go now and brood over this thing. Stay 
 here with the crowd, and we'll take it all together." 
 
 Lane had half risen, anxiety deepening in his dark-gray eyes : 
 
 " What is it, Hearn ? Come in here, come in, all of you." 
 
 And Georgia Marshall, glancing from one face to another, noted the 
 silence and gravity that had fallen on each. Some looked full of sup- 
 pressed wrath, others simply perplexed and annoyed. Without a word 
 to any one, Hearn stepped in and stood beside her chair. 
 
 " You best know your own papers, major : you read this aloud," 
 said Martin. 
 
 And Kenyon, looking about in momentary surprise, unfolded the 
 great pages of the Chicago daily. His eyes gleamed as they caught the 
 heavy head-lines at the top of the sheet. 
 
 "Hello! hello! what's this?" he said. " Army Brutality. Out- 
 rageous Treatment of Private Soldiers. Civilians Insulted and Abused. 
 A Thug in Shoulder-Straps. Lieutenant Hearn a Cowardly Bully. 
 Special Despatch to the Palladium. CENTRAL CITY, May 3. For 
 years past the citizens of this thriving frontier town have had frequent 
 cause for complaint as to the swaggering and insolent bearing of the 
 officers of the army stationed at the neighboring post of Fort Ryan ; 
 but of late the feeling has reached fever-heat, due to recent occurrences 
 which attracted wide-spread attention. Acting under instructions, your 
 correspondent reached this city five days ago, and has made a thorough, 
 impartial, and exhaustive investigation into the matter; has talked with 
 many, if not all, of the prominent citizens ; has personally visited the 
 post and conversed with a number of intelligent enlisted men ; and, as 
 a result of his painstaking observations, he is enabled to send you the 
 following account, for the absolute accuracy of every detail of which 
 he vouches unreservedly. 
 
 " So far as the enlisted men are concerned, the people have no com- 
 plaint to make. It is, indeed, the contemplation of their wrongs and 
 sufferings that has roused the popular clamor against their aristocratic 
 and overbearing taskmasters. Just why it is that the instant a young 
 man escapes from that hot-bed of flunkeyism and snobbery, West Point, 
 and dons the straps of a second lieutenant, he should imagine that he 
 owns the earth and that the nations should bow down to him, is some- 
 thing no intelligent mind can understand. But to become convinced 
 that it is so beyond perad venture, one has only to visit this representa- 
 tive army post, garrisoned as it is by large detachments of so-called 
 distinguished regiments; though, from all accounts, the distinction they 
 have earned seems chiefly to be connected with drinking-bouts and 
 gambling-tables. 
 
 " On every side it was declared to your correspondent that civilians 
 who ventured out to the fort were treated with contumely and insult; 
 that the officers rudely ordered them off the reservation and forbade 
 them to enter the sacred precincts of the barracks, and even caused 
 their ejection from the public store and saloon, kept at the post by one 
 Stone, who truckles, of course, to his official neighbors and obtains in 
 return the mandate that the soldiers must spend their money with him 
 at swindling prices, and the prohibition against their having any deal-
 
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 ings with the reputable merchants in the city. On the other hand, the 
 merchants who have been so unfortunate as to trust the officers are not 
 able to collect their bills at all, and are absolutely forbidden to enter 
 the garrison when they seek to press their claims. 
 
 " Here is the brief history of one day's experience. In company 
 with one of the oldest, wealthiest, and most respected business-men of 
 this section, your correspondent drove to Fort Ryan this morning to 
 see for himself how far the facts would justify the allegations, and if 
 a lingering doubt remained it was at once and forever rudely dispelled. 
 A case of 'particular hardship had been brought to our attention, and 
 we desired to see Trooper Welsh in person. He was on sick-report, 
 excused from drill by reason of the treatment that had been accorded 
 him by the commanding officer of his troop, or we probably could not 
 have seen him at all. Seizing a moment when the officers were away 
 at drill, Mr. S. sent a message asking the young soldier to come out. 
 A fine-looking, intelligent man of about twenty-five years was pre- 
 sented to your correspondent, and briefly and simply told his story. 
 It was enough to make an American's blood boil in his veins to note 
 the emotion and humiliation it seemed to cause him. He came of an 
 excellent family in the East, but, having long desired from patriotic 
 motives to become a soldier of the flag, he had against their wishes 
 enlisted under an assumed name. From the very start his captain 
 had compelled him to work about his house like a common drudge. 
 He had to black boots, build fires, sweep the kitchen, actually do 
 chores for the captain's cook. In vain he begged to be allowed to join 
 his troop and learn his duty as a soldier : he was sternly refused. It 
 made his own comrades among the soldiers look down upon him, and 
 when he could find time to visit them at the barracks the sergeants 
 abused him like a thief. But the man who particularly hounded him 
 was Second Lieutenant Hearn, a young martinet fresh from West 
 Point, who never lost a chance of cursing him for errors on drill or 
 mistakes made afterward. The captain had taught him that when at 
 work for him he must not quit it to jump up and salute every lieuten- 
 ant who happened along; and just because he remained seated and at 
 work when Lieutenant Hearn passed by, the latter cursed him like a 
 dog, had him thrown into a filthy dungeon, and there he lay until he 
 was tried by court-martial and sentenced by a gang of Hearn's com- 
 rades to fine and imprisonment for obeying his captain's orders. An- 
 other time, when he was cleaning the captain's horse, the lieutenant's 
 horse, which was next him on the line, kept backing over him, tread- 
 ing on him, and knocking his brushes out of his hand ; and because 
 he simply pushed him back and spoke sharply, Lieutenant Hearn 
 rushed in and swore he had a mind to kick him black and blue. 'If 
 he had,' said Welsh, and the young soldier's eyes blazed with pent-up 
 feeling, ' I could no longer have controlled myself. I would have 
 knocked him down and appealed to the people of America to uphold 
 me.' For this he was again thrust into the vermin-haunted dungeon, 
 and this made him so ill that the surgeon himself had been compelled 
 to interpose in his behalf. ' I would desert and end it all,' said the 
 poor fellow, with tears in his eyes, ' but I have sworn to serve my
 
 772 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 country, and I shall keep my oath.' When told that the Palladium 
 would see him righted, though the heavens fell, his emotion was some- 
 thing that would have melted the stoutest heart. 
 
 " But now comes the crowning peak of blackguardism. Warned 
 by some spy, doubtless, of the fact that his victim was telling his story 
 to citizens, Lieutenant Hearn suddenly appeared on the scene, and be- 
 fore our eyes, with vulgar abuse and tyrannical bearing, ordered Pri- 
 vate Welsh instantly to leave. In vain the young soldier respectfully 
 ? leaded that he had a right to speak with friends who came to see him. 
 n vain he pointed out that he was on no duty at the time. In vain 
 Mr. S. interposed in behalf of justice and decency. The brutal bully 
 seized the weakened invalid in an iron grasp, dragged him like a dog 
 to the gutter in front, and then, with cuffs and curses, drove him before 
 him into the guard-house. Meantime, Mr. S., who had formerly many 
 friends at the post, hastened into the officers' club-room, hoping to 
 explain the matter and secure justice for the unfortunate fellow. But 
 it was a hapless move. What business had he, a civilian, to intrude 
 uninvited into the mighty presence of half a dozen beardless young 
 satraps in shoulder-straps ? He was rudely ordered to leave the prem- 
 ises ; and when, in his indignation, he protested against such treatment, 
 Lieutenant Hearn himself came back boiling with rage, calling for his 
 troopers to come and eject these intruders from the garrison. We were 
 actually driven by force off the reservation. 
 
 "Your correspondent has, of course, made immediate and respectful 
 representation of these facts to the general commanding the depart- 
 ment, and when next he visits the fort will do so with a safeguard that 
 no bully in the uniform of a second lieutenant will dare gainsay. This 
 is but the prelude of further details still more disgraceful to the pam- 
 pered minions of a too long-suffering public." 
 
 For a few moments there was silence. Then the major glanced 
 around his circle of listeners. 
 
 " Well, Hearu," said he, as he folded the paper, " somewhere I 
 have heard the expression, ' Didn't I tell you so ?' Dulce et decorum 
 est pro patria mori. I don't wonder you love your profession." 
 
 " Surely they cannot believe such an outrageous tissue of lies," 
 burst out Mrs. Wharton, vehemently. " Surely the moment our side 
 of the story is heard the public will see the difference." 
 
 " Our side, my dear madam, is never heard. The newspaper has 
 the public ear. Scandal spreads world-wide ; truth never reaches half 
 as far. Hearn has only one recourse, grin and bear it, and pray God 
 nothing worse may follow." 
 
 " What worse can follow, I should like to know ?" asked Lee, 
 indignarftly. 
 
 " What worse ? Why, man, you don't suppose a Chicago paper 
 sends an emissary a thousand miles to work up only one scene in a 
 sensation ? Look for the next day's issue, and the next. Wait till 
 the letters demanding explanation begin coming in from department, 
 division, and army head-quarters. Fiat justitia, mat ccelum, will be the 
 Palladium's cry; Parturiunt monies, nascitur ridiculw mus, the out- 
 come. But all the same, my friends and fellow-citizens, we don't get
 
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 through this row without the biggest kind of a court-martial. Ah, 
 the orderly of the commanding officer ! Whom does he want?" 
 
 Not a word was spoken, and every eye was fixed upon the trim 
 figure of the approaching soldier, who entered the gate and, halting 
 respectfully a few yards away from the foot of the steps, saluted : 
 
 " The colonel's compliments to the officer of the day, and desires 
 that Private Welsh, now in the guard-house, be sent to the office imme- 
 diately." 
 
 "Aha !" said Kenyon, as the soldier turned away. "Already some- 
 body's been tickling the colonel with a telegram. He's hardly had 
 time to read the papers. Now he will hear Welsh's story; and when 
 Welsh has sufficiently blackened the character of his commanding 
 officer, Hearn will be afforded his chance. Hearn, my boy, my hearty 
 sympathies are with you. By all means go on and prosper in your pro- 
 fession, and learn to love it as I do. Martin, you and he have a mo- 
 ment to spare, come over to my quarters with me : I want to talk this 
 thing over with you. Good-afternoon, Mrs. Lane. Good-afternoon, 
 Mrs. Graves. A sudden thought occurs to me. What was it Cam- 
 bronne is reported to have said at Waterloo ? * The Guard dies, but 
 never surrenders.' Here's a more modern epigram for you : The Press 
 lies, but never retracts." 
 
 VIII. 
 
 With all his soldierly qualifications, Colonel Morris, like most of 
 his sex, had certain defects of character. He was a tireless worker as 
 a regimental commander, and had done a great deal to bring up the 
 " tone" of the Eleventh, which had suffered vastly during the reign of 
 old Riggs, his predecessor. He had won a good name as a young 
 officer in the war days, and had borne himself well in the more trying 
 and hazardous campaigns of the far frontier. But Morris, both during 
 the war and since, had seen staff duty that had brought him into social 
 and political circles in Washington ; had learned there the lesson that 
 an ounce of influence is worth a pound of pure record ; that in most 
 matters affecting army legislation it was the men who were the farthest 
 away from the army whose opinions Congress sought ; that in all ap- 
 pointments to the staff departments personal and professional excellence 
 might plead in vain unless backed by Senators by the score ; and that 
 while judicious use of the gifts that God had put in his way in the 
 shape of the public press might result in the gradual rearing of a 
 monument of popular esteem, a single unguarded word or petulant ex- 
 pression would tumble the whole fabric about his ears. He had seen 
 the highest names in legislative, financial, and social circles dragged in 
 the dust ; the head of the House of Representatives dethroned ; a Wall 
 Street monarch execrated ; a gallant soldier, maimed in battle, ridiculed. 
 In combined and resistless assault the press had overwhelmed the 
 record of years. Morris had faced death in a dozen fields without 
 a flinch, but he trembled in the presence of a reporter. 
 
 Nervous, irritable, and unstrung, he called his officers about him 
 on the following day. Guard-mounting was still in progress ; the 
 band was playing sweetly on the grassy parade ; the ringing voice of
 
 774 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the soldierly young adjutant swung the column around in its jaunty 
 march in review. One after another the troop and company officers 
 came quietly in, bade their flushed commander a courteous good- morn- 
 ing, and took their seats. He was pacing the floor, tugging at his 
 moustache, another telegram in his hand. 
 
 " Where's Dr. Ingersoll ?" he asked, suddenly stopping in his 
 walk. 
 
 " Here, colonel," said the post surgeon, stepping within the office 
 from the brick pavement outside. "I was waiting a moment to see 
 the steward, to give some directions as to Brent's case." 
 
 " Ah, yes. He's better, I believe. Now, I see you have marked 
 Welsh for duty, and the man tells me he couldn't sleep all night be- 
 cause of pains and chills." 
 
 " Welsh is as well as I am, Colonel Morris, or if ill has only 
 himself to blame. He knows as well as I do that he has no business 
 to go to the store and drink when under treatment and taking medi- 
 cine. It is my firm conviction, sir, that that man is simply trying to 
 shirk." 
 
 " Well, well, Dr. Ingersoll, it is a matter in which we cannot be 
 too careful. You haven't the faintest conception, sir, to what this most 
 unfortunate affair may lead. It is infinitely better that we should be 
 imposed upon by a shirk than that the public should get to look upon 
 us as this man's persecutors. The Palladium that came yesterday was 
 bad enough, in all conscience, but here's another telegram from depart- 
 ment head-quarters demanding immediate investigation and report upon 
 the allegations contained in the second day's issue of the series. How 
 many are there to be, in heaven's name? Mr. Hearn, have you sub- 
 mitted your explanation ?" said the colonel, turning abruptly upon the 
 young lieutenant, who was sitting in pained silence by Captain Lane. 
 
 " It is in the hands of the adjutant, sir," answered Hearn, rising. 
 
 "I have not seen it, I have not seen it. I hope you have been 
 full and explicit, Mr. Hearn." 
 
 The lieutenant's pale face flushed with sudden sense of indignation : 
 
 " I have never yet been accused of any attempt at concealment of 
 my actions, Colonel Morris. Gentlemen present who have known me 
 neaVly six years will tell you that." 
 
 " I'm not accusing you of anything, Mr. Hearn. Pray keep your 
 temper, sir. But you do not seem to appreciate in the least the very 
 trying and unpleasant position in which you have, however unwittingly, 
 placed every officer at this post, especially me, on whom the burden of 
 responsibility must fall. If I had known four days ago that you had 
 used violence or at least force in ejecting that soldier from the bar- 
 room, I should certainly have discountenanced his further punishment. 
 This sort of thing cannot be tolerated, Mr. Hearn. And, gentlemen, 
 I say it to you one and all, this sort of thing cannot be allowed. It 
 creates a wrong impression among the people. It gives the press an 
 opportunity to criticise our methods of discipline. It makes a martyr 
 of the man in the eyes of the public, and we can't stand it. I have 
 felt compelled to release him from confinement and to direct the quash- 
 ing of the charges against him."
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 775 
 
 There was a moment of dead silence. Hearn was struggling to 
 control himself and to protest that he had used neither violence nor 
 any force worth speaking of. But Captain Brodie took the floor : 
 
 " I must ask your pardon, Colonel Morris, but I was witness to 
 that transaction from beginning to end, and I myself ordered Welsh 
 taken to the guard-house. It was after that, not before, that force was 
 used. Welsh cursed and resisted the corporal of the guard " 
 
 " Never mind, Captain Brodie : what seems to have infuriated the 
 man, and what has given rise to all this uproar of the press, is the fact 
 that Mr. Hearn, as they say, dragged him out. Of course that may 
 be exaggerated." 
 
 " It's a d d lie," muttered old Kenyon, under his breath. "But 
 
 all the more it goes." 
 
 " I do not wish to be unjust to Mr. Hearn in this matter," con- 
 tinued the colonel. " But I cannot too strongly deplore the conse- 
 quences of his of his action. And then in threatening to expel 
 civilians from the garrison ! What earthly right had you, Mr. Hearn, 
 to arrogate to yourself the faculties of commanding officer? Jam the 
 only man to say who shall and who shall not be kept on or off the 
 reservation. And now, of all men on earth that you young gentlemen 
 should have been particularly careful not to antagonize, it turns out 
 that one of them is a representative of the press." 
 
 And, in the full realization of a circumstance so calamitous, the 
 colonel sank into his chair. Hearn would have explained that he had 
 made no personal threats, but Lane's restraining hand was laid on his 
 knee. 
 
 " Patience, lad !" he whispered. " Say nothing now. It will all 
 come right in the end." 
 
 " I'm sure I took the utmost pains to be civil to the a gentlemen," 
 drawled Martin, with his innocent eyes on the vacancy of the opposite 
 walls. " I implored Stone not to eject them. I had to beg off drink- 
 ing with the a-Israelitish party because I had to shoot. Of course, 
 colonel, if I had known that the other gentleman was so highly con- 
 nected, there's no saying to what length I wouldn't have gone to attain 
 the elevation they had already reached. one of them at least. A 
 dozen drinks, I think, might have done it." 
 
 " This is no occasion for the exercise of your sarcastic powers, Mr. 
 Martin," said the colonel, severely. " It is to be hoped your civility 
 was less transparent a sham than your present remarks." 
 
 " Pardon me, colonel," interposed Lieutenant Lee, whose seat was 
 near the window. " Here comes the gentleman himself." 
 
 Surely enough, a buggy drew up in front of the office, a bulky 
 form slowly descended, and, with much deliberation of manner, Mr. 
 Abrams, of Chicago, looked about him, then proceeded to tie his horse 
 to a young maple at the edge of the walk. The orderly sprang for- 
 ward : 
 
 " Beg pardon, sir, but it's against orders to tie horses to the trees. 
 The horse-posts are across the road." 
 
 " Against whose orders ?" said the gentleman from Chicago, with 
 slow and impressive movement, turning upon the trim soldier.
 
 776 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 "The colonel's orders, sir. Even the officers can't leave their 
 horses in front of head-quarters, sir." 
 
 " My God ! Here ! this will never do !" fidgeted the colonel, 
 springing to his feet. " Mr. Adjutant, send a man out here." 
 
 "Shall I take care of the gentleman's horse?" said Martin, with 
 grave humility of mien, rising slowly to his feet, as the colonel strode 
 to the door. But Morris was too hurried to hear him, or even to re- 
 buke the titter with which the words were greeted. By this time, 
 paying no attention to the orderly, the representative of the Palladium 
 had reached the door-way and was brought face to face with the post 
 commander : 
 
 " Colonel Morris, I presume. I am the bearer of an order to you 
 from department head-quarters." 
 
 " Colonel Morris, sir, at your service," replied the post commander, 
 
 with much suavity. "A letter, I presume. Walk in, Mr. Mr. 
 
 Take a chair, sir." 
 
 Several of the officers nearest the door had risen promptly, as 
 though in readiness to receive with due honors the colonel's guest. 
 Others slowly followed their example. Some remained seated and 
 continued a low-toned chat. All gradually resumed their seats, and, 
 while some with evident curiosity studied the appearance of the 
 stranger, Brodie and Lee looked at him with eyes that plainly spoke 
 their resentment, while Hearn's hands were clinched and his lips com- 
 pressed. No word was spoken to the new arrival, however. He, with 
 entire indifference of manner as to all the rest, fixed his gaze upon 
 the commanding officer, who rapidly read. The note was short and 
 to the point. Morris had reason to be thankful for his diplomatic 
 training. 
 
 " I am greatly pleased to give you welcome, Mr. Abrams," he said, 
 extending his hand with much apparent cordiality of manner. " This, 
 while by no means necessary, of course adds to the readiness with which 
 we open our doors to you. Had I known you were here and desirous 
 of visiting the post for any purpose in the interests of your paper, I 
 should have found means to welcome you before, and am only sorry you 
 did not make your presence known to me." 
 
 Major Kenyon had risen as the colonel was speaking, and now in 
 low tone and with much respect of manner accosted him : 
 
 " By your leave, colonel, if there be nothing further in the way of 
 business, may I request your permission to retire ?" 
 
 " Certainly, Major Kenyon. And, gentlemen, there were some 
 matters to which I desired to call your attention, but it is so near time 
 for ' boots and saddles,' we will defer the matter until to-morrow. I 
 will not detain you further." 
 
 There were one or two among the score of officers present who de- 
 sired to see the colonel on some routine matters ; these contented them- 
 selves with going over to the adjutant's desk, as he entered, and whis- 
 pering their requests to him ; the others promptly took their leave and 
 sauntered out into the sunshine. Mr. Abrams noted the occurrence 
 with a quiet but suggestive smile. 
 
 For a moment no one among the little group seemed to find any-
 
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 thing to say. It was Mr. Lee who gave the first expression to personal 
 opinion. He burst out into a fit of laughter. 
 
 " I'm blessed if I can see anything to laugh about in this affair, 
 Mr. Lee," said the major, whose face was a shade moodier than ever. 
 " If anything was needed to confirm what I have hitherto said on the 
 subject, here you have it. Perhaps it pleases you to see a comrade 
 vilified by the press and then bulldozed by his commanding officer, who 
 well knows the paper lied, but daren't stand up for one of his subal- 
 terns. And then to think of the fellow's impudence, announcing him- 
 self as the bearer of an order from head-quarters ! If I had been in 
 command I should have told him orders were never sent by the hand 
 of civilians." 
 
 " Sail into the paper, if you like, Major Kenyon, but leave the 
 colonel alone ; that's purely our business," was the prompt reply. 
 " Captain Lane, may I ask if the colonel has requested an invitation to 
 dinner to-night for his friend Mr. Abrams, of Chicago? I understand 
 that Mrs. Morris and the chief are among your guests." 
 
 " He hasn't yet, Lee, and, if he should, the quartermaster will have 
 to knock down a partition, for my dining-room can only hold twelve or 
 fourteen by severe squeezing." 
 
 u Captain," said Hearn, as they walked away, " I'm going to ask 
 you to excuse me to-night. I would only be a cloud at your feast, and 
 after what has passed I don't feel as though I could sit at dinner with 
 the colonel." 
 
 " Hearn, my boy, you must come. We are not going to let you 
 crawl into a corner now and brood over this. It is the very time when 
 we want to stand by you and show how much we hold you in esteem." 
 
 " Yes," was the bitter reply, " yes, my colonel has given a glorious 
 exhibition of what constitutes esprit de corps in the Eleventh. No, 
 captain, I would do anything for you or Mrs. Lane, but I can think, 
 speak, dream, of nothing now but the wrong that has been done me, 
 and I would only be a drag. You will excuse me, won't you ?" 
 
 " Come in, come into the house, Hearn," answered Lane, as they 
 reached the gate. " Come in and talk it over with Mrs. Lane and Miss 
 Marshall ; they will do you good. They are both full of sympathy. 
 Come; it's quarter of an hour before drill." 
 
 But Hearn shook his head and drew away. 
 
 " I cannot," he said ; " I must go ; there's my home letter yet 
 unwritten." 
 
 And so, with Lane's anxious eyes following him, he strode rapidly 
 away to his quarters. There Jim Wallace joined him at the gate. 
 
 Three hours later, however, with drill over and the mail in, the 
 question of dinner became of minor importance. Marked copies of the 
 Palladium had been received by several officers, and the faces of the 
 group on Captain Lane's piazza were studies. 
 
 " Did the orderly take one to him, do you know ?" asked Mr. Lee, 
 with a world of pent-up indignation in his tone. 
 
 " One !" answered the major ; " one ! the insult wouldn't be com- 
 plete without it. I think there were a dozen papers, marked copies, in 
 his name."
 
 778 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " Has no one gone to see him ?" asked Mrs. Lane, her sweet face 
 full of sorrow. 
 
 " The captain was there when the mail came ; so was Mr. Wallace," 
 answered Miss Marshall, in low tones. "He seemed to anticipate 
 something of the kind." 
 
 "This will have a tendency to make Hearn rather homesick, I 
 fancy," drawled Martin, after a solemn pause. " I never quite appre- 
 ciated the benefit of Southern institutions before." 
 
 "Sick, I admit, sick at heart, sick of his cherished profession, 
 perhaps ; but why homesick, Martin ?" queried the major. 
 
 " Oh, only because down South they shoot a man who publishes an 
 outrageous slander like that, and the jury brings in a verdict of justifi- 
 able homicide." 
 
 IX. 
 
 The afternoon was lovely and full of sunshine. Thanks to the 
 startling and sensational disclosures in the Palladium, the post had be- 
 come an object of unusual interest to the surrounding populace, and, 
 as the hour for dress-parade approached, vehicles of every description 
 came streaming across the bridge, and before the trumpet sounded 
 " first call" the road in front of the officers' quarters was well filled 
 with carnages, buggies, carry-plls, and light wagons, while some enter- 
 prising livery-stable-keeper had fitted up a few open stages and pla- 
 carded them with inscriptions setting forth that "To the Fort and back 
 only a quarter" was a luxury now within the reach of everybody. 
 
 The populace was beginning to gather as the cavalry officers came 
 sauntering back from the stables, and Mr. Abrams, of Chicago, again 
 alighted from his buggy with an air that fully conveyed his apprecia- 
 tion of the fact that he was the popular hero of the moment, the 
 daring journalist who had bearded the lion in his den, had publicly 
 denounced the brutality of these arrogant wearers of straps and swords, 
 and had even brought to the bar of justice one of their number. There 
 was the utmost curiosity to see the representative of the Palladium, and 
 that eminent journalist, true to his principles of conforming with the 
 views and wishes of the public, graciously accorded every opportunity. 
 It was in passing this gentleman, surrounded by a gaping party of 
 Central citizens, that the colonel somewhat ostentatiously called out, 
 "Orderly, give my compliments to the adjutant, and say that, in 
 view of the presence of so many gentlemen and ladies from town, I 
 desire him to have the band ordered out at once," and went on his way 
 amidst such audible evidences of popular approval as, " Ah ! that's 
 business !" " Ain't he a Jim Dandy ?" " That's my candidate for 
 Brigadier!" "He ain't no stuck-up second lieutenant!" And the poor 
 devils of bandsmen, just seating themselves at their supper of hot 
 potato-stew and coffee, were compelled to drop the savory bowls, and 
 nastily button their full uniforms over their anything-but-full stomachs 
 and march forth upon the parade to entertain the populace until the 
 rest of the show was ready. If but now an apoplectic stroke were to 
 create a vacancy among the brigadiers, Morris's star might indeed be 
 in the ascendant.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 779 
 
 It had been the custom of the ladies at Captain Lane's to appear 
 on the piazza about the time that the officers came up from evening 
 stables, and, reinforced by the Whartons, next door, and sometimes by 
 other fair ones, to serve a fragrant cup of tea to such of their regi- 
 mental friends as had time to drop in. To-day, too, the cosey little 
 tables had been set upon the veranda, but the close proximity of the 
 southwest gate, through which all the teams came driving in, and the 
 rude stares of the occupants of the various vehicles, speedily drove the 
 ladies away; and Sam Ling, the Chinaman, an old retainer of Lane's, 
 was busily carrying the pretty china within-doors again and lamenting in 
 voluble " pidgin" the coating of dust which had been received, when 
 the captain walked by, with Hearn at his side. In vain Mrs. Lane 
 called to him from the door-way to bring in any one who would come. 
 He shook his head and walked on, talking gravely and earnestly with 
 his younger friend. Miss Marshall, standing at the window, noted 
 the inexpressible sadness and distress in Hearu's once buoyant, hand- 
 some face. He had grown years older in one day, she thought ; all 
 the color had fled from his sun-tanned cheeks, and the light from his 
 brave blue eyes ; yet there was a gleam in them, as he bent his head to 
 talk with his friend the captain, that spoke of the smouldering fire 
 within. She had thought him grossly wronged in the occurrences of 
 the previous day, but it was the coming of the Palladium on the noon 
 train that capped the climax. Omitting all the ingenious and alluring 
 head-lines, condensing the sensational details in which the correspond- 
 ent had worked up the case, Lieutenant Hearn stood accused before the 
 whole United States of having forcibly ejected from the reservation a 
 highly-respectable business-man who had vainly importuned him to 
 pay the sum he for years had owed the estate of the former post trader, 
 " most of it borrowed money to help him out of gambling scrapes," 
 and had at last ventured to press his claim in person, only to be met 
 with outrage and insult. There could be no doubt of the truth, said 
 the correspondent : the books were open to the whole world, if need be, 
 and the sura involved exceeded five hundred dollars. 
 
 Georgia Marshall, gazing at the pair from the lace-draped window, 
 clasped her shapely white hands in deep perplexity. The slander, the 
 scandal, the wrong, was spread world- wide ; a refutation could never 
 overtake it, even with the proofs of utter innocence at hand, and where 
 were they ? 
 
 It was some comfort at least that he should look up, and, as though 
 in search of one friendly face, search the window with his sad blue 
 eyes. He should feel that, no matter what the press might say and 
 the Jews might swear to, more than one among his friends believed in 
 him through thick and thin. Her dark eyes were full of sorrow and 
 sympathy, and yet flashing with scorn of his defamer. And it was 
 this picture of her face, framed by those shimmering curtains and by 
 the trailing, twining tendrils of smilax that hung thickly about the 
 window, that suddenly met his troubled gaze, and that he carried in 
 his memory day and night long, long after. 
 
 Half an hour later the orderly came hurrying to Captain Lane's 
 quarters with a note, and then ran on down to the stables.
 
 780 A& ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " This will settle the question for you, Mabel," said Lane, who was 
 getting into parade uniform. " Colonel Lawler comes on the sunset 
 train, and Colonel Morris writes to know whether we cannot excuse 
 him, or whether, perchance, there should be room for one more." 
 
 " Oh, Fred, and we've got to say yes, for Mr. Hearn won't come," 
 answered Mrs. Mabel, with grief in her eyes. " We've got to say, 
 'Bring him by all means;' and yet howl hate to have our pretty 
 dinner spoilt ! If the train could only be late !" 
 
 "That would spoil it still more, Mabel, for then your Oh !" 
 
 said the captain, suddenly recollecting himself, and turning back to 
 his particular little shaving-mirror, before which he began busily 
 arranging the loop of his gold helmet cord. 
 
 " For then ?" exclaimed pretty Mrs. Lane, speeding across the 
 space between her toilet-table and her liege-lord's shaving- corner, and 
 laying her white hands upon his shoulder-knots and gazing up into his 
 
 half-averted face with sparkling eyes, " For then, you dear old 
 
 You haven't sent East for flowers ?" 
 
 " Perhaps it was some other fellow, then," said the captain, du- 
 biously. 
 
 "Oh, Fred, you darling! I hadn't hoped for anything half so 
 lovely. Will they be here on this train, really? That's why you 
 didn't want dinner served until so late, was it? Georgia and I were 
 saying, just now, if we only had a few flowers the table would be 
 perfect. I must run and tell her." And impulsively she raised her 
 soft lips to his face and kissed him enthusiastically. " You are so 
 thoughtful, Fred !" 
 
 " Very," he responded, with much gravity of mien. "And that's 
 what prompted me to suggest to your ladyship the propriety of throwing 
 a wrapper over those snowy shoulders. The orderly has left the hall 
 door open, and all Central City seems out here to-night. There goes the 
 ' assembly,' and your train should be here in fifteen minutes. I suppose 
 I can tell the colonel as he drives past on the way down to meet him ?" 
 
 Ordinarily the announcement of the advent of some such high func- 
 tionary as the judge-advocate of the division would have been quite 
 sufficient to induce the colonel to turn over the command at parade to 
 Major Kenyon and to go forthwith to meet the coming man. But 
 here was the &ltte of Central City, as well as a strong delegation of the 
 masses, gathered to see the garrison, and Morris particularly prided 
 himself upon the soldierly grace and style with which he presided at 
 the most stately ceremony of the militaVy day. If he were to fail to 
 appear at the head of his troops, if all that line of officers were to 
 march to the front and salute Major Kenyon instead of him, people 
 might really get the idea that it was the infantry field-officer who was 
 the post commander, not himself. No. In all the yellow radiance of 
 his cavalry plumage Morris strode forth from his veranda and stood 
 revealed in the rays of the westering sun. His orderly hastened 
 through the groups on the gravelled road in front, and, halting, raised 
 his hand in picturesque salute, the eyes of Central City looking on : 
 
 " The colonel's messages are delivered, and the carriage will be at 
 the station."
 
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 " Very well, Brooks. Now you yourself go down and be on the 
 lookout for Colonel Lawler, a tall, sandy-haired, sandy-bearded man, 
 rather slender, nearly sixty years of age ; report to him, and get his 
 baggage into the wagonette and bring him here to my quarters, and 
 'say that I would have met him, but was detained at parade." 
 
 Again the orderly saluted, then faced about and strode away through 
 the swarm of curious eyes which followed him a moment, then turned 
 once more upon the gorgeous and gleaming proportions of the warrior 
 putting on his white leather gloves and buttoning them at the wrist 
 with much deliberation. Mrs. Morris being in her own room arraying 
 herself for the Lane dinner-party, and the veranda being vacant, he 
 then called to his adjutant, who came along the pathway at the moment, 
 a vision of floating yellow plume and brilliant aiguillette, and after a 
 moment's conversation with his chief that young gentleman made his 
 way to where a couple of town carriages were drawn up along the 
 edge of the parade and presented the colouel's compliments to the occu- 
 pants, the ladies of the postmaster's and leading banker's households, 
 inviting them to bring their friends and come and sit on his piazza. 
 Mr. Abrams, of Chicago, who was at the moment the centre of a knot 
 of men, young and old, quitted their society, and, with his customary 
 deliberation, sauntered over, opened the colonel's gate, and with careless 
 ease of manner accosted that official, " Fine evening, colonel," and 
 then lowered himself into the nearest chair just as the officer, with a 
 face that flushed unmistakably, excused himself, passed him by, and 
 hastened down the steps to greet the entering ladies, while the adjutant, 
 hurrying on to where his sergeant-major was awaiting him at the 
 edge of the greensward, signalled the band, and the stirring notes of 
 "adjutant's call," followed by the burst of martial strains in swing- 
 ing six-eight time, heralded the coming of the troops of the whole 
 command. 
 
 Company after company, the cavalry from the west, the infantry 
 from the east end of the quadrangle came marching forth upon the 
 level green carpet, seemingly intermingling in confusion as they neared 
 the centre, yet unerringly and unhesitatingly marching onward, until 
 presently, with the solid blue-and-white battalion in the centre, and 
 with the yellow-plumed helmets of the cavalry parading afoot on both 
 flanks, the long statuesque line stretched nearly half-way across the 
 longest axis of the quadrangle. Company after company the white- 
 gloved hands clasped in front of each man as its commander ordered, 
 " Parade rest," and Colonel Mtrris himself, who had with much delib- 
 erate dignity of manner marched out in front of the centre, now stood 
 in solitary state with folded arms and glanced quickly along the mo- 
 tionless line, while back of him some thirty yards, all along the edge 
 of the parade, in buggies, carry-alls, 'busses, in long sombre rank afoot, 
 Central City looked admiringly on. For a moment the main interest 
 seemed to centre on Lieutenant Hearn, and fingers could be seen 
 pointed, and voices heard announcing, "That's him," as he stood, tall 
 and erect, in front of the troop he was commanding in old Blauvelt's 
 absence. 
 
 With flourish of trumpets and three resounding ruffles the band
 
 782 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 swept out from the right front, and then all eyes were suddenly greeted 
 by an unaccustomed sight. On the troops, long schooled in military 
 etiquette, the effect was not at the time apparent, neither by word nor 
 sign was there indication that anything unusual had occurred ; but in 
 the populace, long accustomed to individual visits to the fort and to 
 observation of its military requirements, " Keep off the grass" and by 
 no means intrude upon the space reserved for military exercises,' the 
 sensation was immediate. Elbowing his way through the crowd stand- 
 ing at the edge of the parade-ground, with cigar tip-tilted in his 
 mouth, his light spring overcoat thrown back, with the same cool delib- 
 eration that characterized all his movements the representative of the 
 Palladium sauntered forth upon the sacred precincts, and, never hesi- 
 tating until he had almost reached the commanding officer, presently 
 came to a species of " parade rest" of his own, half sitting on the 
 backs of his hands, which were supported on the knob of his massive 
 cane, and there coolly surveyed the proceedings from the very spot 
 reserved for the adjutant, one yard to the rear and three to the left 
 of the commanding officer. 
 
 Some of the soldiers in ranks, unable to repress their merriment at 
 the sight of so unusual a breach of etiquette, could not refrain from 
 tittering. The voices of the file-closers could almost be heard in stern, 
 low-toned reproach : " Stop that laughing, Murphy !" " Quiet, there, 
 Duffy !" Morris himself could see that something unusual was going 
 on, but, totally unconscious that his own official precincts were the 
 scene of the solecism, never changed his position, but stood there 
 statuesque, soldierly, and precise, all unconscious of his self-appointed 
 staff-officer slouching behind him. As for Mr. Abrams, happy in the 
 conviction that the people could not but look on and envy the proud 
 prominence of the representative of the press, he appeared to have no 
 other care than that of the criticism due the public of the martial 
 exercises now taking place. That it was probably the colonel's inten- 
 tion to make a speech of some kind to his men, Mr. Abrams did not 
 doubt, and that the Palladium should have every word of it he fully 
 intended. 
 
 The band by this time was hammering half-way down the line, and 
 the officer of the day, coming suddenly in the northwest gate from a 
 visit to the guard, became aware that something was exciting the mer- 
 riment of the few men on the verandas of the cavalry quarters, and 
 then caught sight of this strange figure out on the parade. He looked 
 hurriedly about in search of the colonel's orderly, but Brooks, as we 
 have seen, had already gone on his mission to the station. Not a soul 
 was there to whom he could intrust the duty, yet he knew he could not 
 allow such a breach of military propriety to occur right under his eyes. 
 There seemed no help for it; he had to go himself; and, by no means 
 liking his duty, Captain Cross, of the infantry, hastened out on the 
 parade, and with the eyes of both lines upon him, though the heads 
 of the troops remained scrupulously fixed to the front, he stepped up 
 to Mr. Abrams, tapped him on the shoulder, and civilly said, 
 
 " I beg your pardon, sir, but no one is allowed on the parade- 
 ground. I shall have to trouble you to fall back to the road-way."
 
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 Mr. Abraras looked angrily around. What ! Be compelled to 
 quit his position ? to fall back in humiliation before all those people 
 and meekly take his station among them, and actually to have to con- 
 fess that, after all, a newspaper man wasn't the monarch of all he 
 surveyed ? Never ! 
 
 "I'm here in the interests of the journal I represent, and I have 
 full authority from the commanding general to inspect anything at this 
 post," was his instant answer, accompanied by a shrug of his shoulders 
 and an ugly scowl. 
 
 " I cannot help that," was Cross's cool yet civil reply. " You can 
 see just as well from the edge of the parade, and here you will be in 
 the way." + 
 
 " I can't see it clear back there, and I mean to stay where I can see 
 and hear. If there's anything I don't understand, I wish to be where 
 Colonel Morris can explain." 
 
 Thanks to the banging of the band, all this was inaudible to the 
 colonel, who remained in blissful ignorance of the colloquy taking 
 place so near him. 
 
 " You cannot stay here, sir," was the firm, low-toned answer. " I 
 will take pains to explain everything to you after you retire some twenty 
 yards, but I trust you will not make it necessary for me to be more 
 imperative. Come, sir." 
 
 And so, with the worst possible grace, Mr. Abrarns had to give 
 ground, and, accompanied by the officer of the day, fall back to the 
 general throng. To cover his mortification as much as possible, Cross, 
 in a smiling and courteous manner, went on to explain the purpose 
 and details of the parade. But Abrams only turned angrily away. 
 Twice he essayed to stop and face about, but Cross was getting his 
 blood up by this time, and determinedly marched along to the very 
 edge of the tittering line of towns-people, and there, raising his cap, 
 said, with the utmost civility, 
 
 "And now, sir, if I can be of the faintest assistance in making 
 this ceremony clear to you, command me. You will observe that the 
 adjutant is coming out to occupy the very position you were in." 
 
 But Mr. Abrams was in the sulks, as was to be expected, and still 
 more wrathfully turned his back, refusing to listen, so that Cross 
 promptly left him to his own devices. The representative of the 
 Palladium had sense enough not to attempt to resume his place, but 
 he had lost interest in the performance simultaneously with his own 
 loss of prestige among the crowd, and so, after a moment's wavering, 
 he turned about, and shouldered his sullen way toward his buggy, 
 only stopping long enough to inquire of a civilian the name of the 
 officer. 
 
 "Cross, eh? Captain Cross. Sure of that, are you? All right; 
 I'll fix him," he growled between his set teeth as he strode away. 
 
 When a few moments later the long line of officers halted in front 
 of the colonel and raised their hands in simultaneous salute, he re- 
 sponded with something less than his customary graceful deliberation, 
 and inquired, 
 
 " What on earth was going on there, that there was so much gig-
 
 784 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 gling in ranks? It was mainly in front of you, Mr. Martin. Have 
 you been attempting any witticisms, sir?" 
 
 " Not that I can now recall, colonel," responded Martin, with his 
 usual drawl. " Possibly the appearance of our Chicago friend in the 
 r6le of adjutant was what prompted their merriment. If you invited 
 him to accompany you, I trdst you will excuse it." 
 
 " Whom do you mean, and what do you mean ?" 
 
 " Why, Mr. Abrams took post on your left and rear, sir, until 
 Cross invited him elsewhere. I'm sorry for Cross : he has a wife and 
 family, and yonder goes the gentleman, bound for the telegraph-office, 
 no doubt. What won't the Palladium say now ?" 
 
 " You don't mean he was right here by me during parade ?" said 
 Morris, growing very red. 
 
 "Certainly, sir," spoke Captain Brodie. "You could have smelt 
 his cigar if the wind hadn't been blowing from the stables." 
 
 But the appearance of the wagonette whirling into garrison with 
 the tall form of Colonel Lawler, a dust-colored figure from the crown 
 of his felt hat down to his very boots, put an end to further remarks. 
 Morris hastened to meet his guest, merely nodding response to Lane's 
 courteous invitation to bring him to dinner. 
 
 X. 
 
 Captain Lane's quarters, as has been said, were charmingly furnished, 
 and adorned With attractive pictures and bric-a-brac. The dining-room 
 was small, as dining-rooms generally are in army garrisons, but by dint 
 of moving out the stove which until now had cumbered one corner, and 
 then crowding the sideboard into its place, sufficient room had been 
 gained to admit of extending the table diagonally and seating fourteen 
 people thereat. And now, with the curtains drawn, but the soft even- 
 ing breeze playing through the open casement and the broad hall- 
 way, in the soft yet brilliant light of dozens of wax candles set in 
 sconces on the walls or in heavy candelabra on the damask-covered 
 board, a merry party had gathered for one of the "-lovely dinners" for 
 which Mrs. Lane was already famous. Three of the infantry captains 
 were present, .with their wives. Pretty Jeannette McCrea, who was visit- 
 ing the Burnhams, was escorted in by Dr. Ingersoll, popularly reputed 
 to be an intractable bachelor, yet privately believed to be melting be- 
 neath the tenderness of that young lady's sweet blue eyes; and Georgia 
 Marshall found herself sitting vis-a-vis with Mrs. Brodie, a somewhat 
 portly matron, who seemed capable of imbibing information through 
 every pore and storing it for further use, and yet at the same time 
 imparting new and startling opinions on all current topics with intensi- 
 fied volubility. Her eyes took in every detail of the tasteful appoint- 
 ments of the table. Her nostrils inhaled the fragrance of the roses and 
 carnations lavished on every hand. Her lips parted to receive the 
 succulent little clam rare and unaccustomed luxury west of the Mis- 
 souri, vet easily expressed from St. Louis and to give utterance at the 
 same instant to liveliest comments upon the unusual feature of that 
 evening's parade. It was not until after soup and the tiny thimbleful
 
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 of sherry that audible conversation seemed to extend beyond her, and 
 then Miss Marshall, who had been endeavoring to entertain Captain 
 Brodie and distract his mind from contemplation of his better half's 
 undaunted conversational powers, found herself addressed by the gentle- 
 man on her right : 
 
 "And so you are from Cincinnati, Miss Marshall, and paying your 
 first visit to the West? Now, what do you think of the army?" 
 
 " Pardon me, Colonel Lawler, but isn't that a trifle like the query 
 we are said to propound to Englishmen who have just lauded? How 
 do you like America ?" 
 
 " But I inferred that you had been here long enough to form an 
 opinion." 
 
 " To form one vaguely, pefhaps, but probably not long enough to 
 subject it to the test of experience." 
 
 " And do you never express opinions until assured of their justice ? 
 Really, Miss Marshall, I must compliment you on such wisdom and 
 discretion. You should have been a lawyer." 
 
 " Yes, colonel ? and that, I understand, is your profession. Now 
 I am indeed complimented." 
 
 Colonel Lawler's eyes had been wandering about the table as he 
 spoke, but now he turned suddenly and suspiciously upon the girl at 
 his side. He was a man of singular mental mould. He had been a 
 clerk in the office of his uncle, a prominent lawyer in the distant East ; 
 had had merely a common-school education, and was laboriously read- 
 ing law, when his patron found himself suddenly called upon to assume 
 responsible duties at the national capital, and hastened thither, taking 
 his clerk with him. Lawler at that time was nearly thirty-five, and 
 had not yet been called to the bar. It was the third year of the great 
 war. His patron soon found that the requirements of his office were 
 such that a man of far higher attainments would be needed as secretary, 
 and, being thrifty and unwilling to pay the salary of a clerk out of his 
 own pocket, he decided on the not unusual expedient of shunting him 
 off on a paternal government. Lawler had no idea whatever of enter- 
 ing the army as one of the fighting force, but the proposition of his 
 uncle was almost dazzling. He wasn't much of a lawyer, to be sure, 
 but quite good enough for the purpose, said the old gentleman to him- 
 self. And so it resulted that the green New-Englander was transferred 
 to a clerkship in the bureau of military justice, and speedily blossomed 
 out as a major and judge-advocate of volunteers, with station in the city 
 of Washington. The first thing the excellent fellow did, after getting 
 his uniform and sword, was to post off to the Granite State and marry 
 the middle-aged maiden who for ten years had been patiently waiting 
 the day when he could accumulate enough money to buy a little home, 
 and, with his bride, he returned to honest toil at the department. No 
 man ever worked harder to master the details of unaccustomed duties, 
 and no man, probably, ever encountered greater difficulties. But such 
 was his perseverance that he became a walking glossary of information 
 on army legal affairs. It was not that he ever mastered the niceties of 
 martial jurisprudence, but he knew the inside history of every case that 
 came up for trial in the bulky records of the bureau. He could quote 
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 786 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the charges and specifications preferred against any and every officer, 
 the findings of the court, the names of the principal witnesses, of the 
 judge-advocate and the members, and little by little the seniors in the 
 office had grown so to lean upon his memory and his opinion that he 
 became an almost indispensable feature. And so when Peace once more 
 spread her wings over the troubled walls of the Capitol, and the army 
 was sent home, and a chosen few were retained from the million of 
 volunteers to close up the records and accounts of that vast establish- 
 ment, the bureau announced that it couldn't get along without Major 
 Lawler, and Lawler was shrewd enough to see his way to a life-position. 
 With the brevet of lieutenant-colonel for faithful and meritorious ser- 
 vices during a war in which he had not once heard the whistle of a 
 bullet, he was presently announced as transferred to the permanent 
 establishment and duly commissioned one of the array of officers of the 
 regular army. 
 
 At this time his sole acquaintance with the gentlemen with whom 
 his future lot was to be cast was what he had derived from the court- 
 martial proceedings which for three years he had spent ten to twelve 
 hours a day in reviewing ; and, knowing them through that medium 
 alone, it became somewhat difficult for him to estimate them through 
 any other when at last he was ordered to duty at a far- Western city as 
 judge-advocate of a division. He had been so many years within the 
 shadow of the War Department that army life in any other shape looked 
 to him as might a strange garret to an exiled cat. When he met an 
 officer for the first time his mind reverted to the records which he had 
 reviewed : this was not the man who led the assault on Bloody Angle 
 at Spottsylvania, who planted the first colors on the heights of Mission 
 Ridge, who made the perilous night ride to Crook after the disaster 
 of the Little Horn, but the officer who preferred the charges against 
 Colonel Blank, or who was tried for duplicating pay-accounts at Nash- 
 ville, or who was the unwilling witness in the case of old Barry at Fort 
 Fetterman. To his pragmatical mind every soldier was a past or pros- 
 pective figurant before a court-martial, and long contemplation of in- 
 numerable counts in the shape of specifications had so charged his mind 
 with distrust of his fellow-men that, whatsoever might be his rank or 
 record, no officer stood so high as to be above suspicion, none so im- 
 pregnable that, judiciously handled, a court could not down him. "I 
 consider it ray bounden duty," he had once said, " to convict an officer 
 if I possibly can." And while in his regard an acquittal might tem- 
 porarily and partially vindicate the party accused, it must forever 
 blight the fair fame of the judge-advocate who tried the case. 
 
 Some years of rubbing had so far modified his original views as to 
 teach him that until charges were actually preferred it was not well to 
 look upon any of his new associates as actually and absolutely attainted. 
 But, once that formality had been accomplished, primd facie evidence 
 of guilt was firmly established, and only with reluctance and inward, 
 if not active, rebellion could he bring himself to accept a verdict other- 
 wise. Proceedings of courts which convicted he skimmed through 
 with lenient eye; there could be no error there. But when, as was 
 his invariable custom, he glanced at the findings before beginning the
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 787 
 
 review, and there discovered the unwelcome words " not guilty," no 
 vigilance could exceed that with which he scrutinized every line of the 
 record, hoping anywhere to light upon a flaw. Friends in the service 
 at large he neither sought nor made. Secure in his position, abste- 
 mious, frugal, and even niggardly, he had no small vices on which to 
 trip. Life to him was one long contemplation of the failings of his 
 fellow-men. 
 
 And this was the gentleman who, being on some temporary inves- 
 tigation within the lines of the department, ha'd received telegraphic 
 orders to proceed at once to Ryan and look into the matters thus loudly 
 heralded by the press. Standing not upon the order of his going, he 
 had taken the first train, and reached the post at nightfall, eager to 
 begin. It was a source of positive discomfort to him to find that he 
 was expected by the post commander to dine at Captain Lane's ; but 
 his uneasiness was in no wise due to the lack of proper apparel. The 
 colonel and the other officers were in full uniform, as was army custom 
 then, before a merciful and level-headed general authorized the wearing 
 of civilian evening dress on such occasions. But Colonel Lawler was 
 quite at ease in a travelling-suit of ru.sty tweeds. Morris had offered 
 the colonel the use of his own dress-suit, and in fact had rather urged 
 it, as due to Mrs. Lane, but Lawler promptly replied that Mrs. Lane 
 must have known when she asked him that he did not travel around 
 on military duty with a spike-tailed coat, and declared that he thought 
 it all unnecessary. " Spike-tailed coats are too high-toned for me, any- 
 how. I never see a man in one but what he reminds me of some 
 butler I've seen in Washington." Morris said no more, but Mrs. 
 Morris had looked volumes, and it was very ruefully indeed that the 
 colonel presented his visitor to their gracious hostess. Dinner was 
 announced almost immediately, and, ignoring for the time-being the 
 young lady whom he had taken in on his arm, Lawler sat for some 
 minutes looking in no little surprise about him. The sight of so much 
 elegance at a frontier table could only convey to his mind the vague 
 impression of peculation in the past. He was surprised to find that 
 Lane could have had no connection whatever with "cotton cases" 
 during the war. 
 
 And now was this young girl with the big dark eyes, looking so 
 frankly yet scrutinizingly up into his face, quizzing him? The fact 
 that for nearly a quarter of a century he had been a commissioned 
 officer and was now high in rank, if not in public esteem, had given 
 him a certain self-confidence of manner, and the consciousness of being 
 the custodian of a host of official secrets added to his sense of self-im- 
 portance. Yet, small and suspicious by nature, he was forever looking 
 for some covert ridicule. He had come to the board a total stranger 
 to Captain and Mrs. Lane, yet he felt a certain sense of superiority to 
 them because he could, were he so disposed, tell that young matron a 
 host of ugly things about her first husband. Of Lane himself he 
 knew little or nothing beyond the fact that the proceedings of courts- 
 martial of which he had served as judge-advocate were always correct. 
 That he was known in the fighting force of the army as a brilliant and 
 gallant soldier, who had been through many a hard campaign and had
 
 788 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 twice or thrice been wounded, was of no avail in Lawler's eyes. That 
 might be a very proper thing in its way, but did not interest him. 
 Just now he was casting up in his mind the probable cost of the dainty 
 feast and wondering what means Lane had outside his pay. Miss 
 Marshall, being from Cincinnati, would doubtless know something, and 
 he proposed to put her on the witness-stand forthwith, but, lawyer-like, 
 to lead up to the matter by adroit circumlocution. Yet at the first 
 clumsily-essayed compliment she had looked up into his face, a merry 
 light in her big, dark', scrutinizing eyes, and he became instantly sus- 
 picious that she was quizzing him. Lawler reddened at the very 
 thought. 
 
 " You seem to have a very correct appreciation of the legal profes- 
 sion," he said, however, with an effort at a gallant bow. " Most young 
 women, I fancy, are far more partial to that of a soldier, for instance." 
 
 " Most women, you know, admire courage and truth and straight- 
 forwardness, colonel." 
 
 " And you mean that these are more frequent in the army that is, 
 among the the officers of the line than in the legal profession, I 
 suppose. Now, Miss Marshall, a celebrated chief justice, from whom 
 you may be descended, as you bear the same name, was the embodiment 
 of all these traits." 
 
 " And his mantle fell on the shoulders of many, I doubt not, col- 
 onel ; but was it big enough to go round ?" 
 
 " I'm afraid you're satirical, Miss Marshall," said Lawler, with a 
 superior smile. "You young ladies not infrequently see only the 
 glamour and froth of army characteristics. We who have spent many 
 years in the endeavor to keep the army straight cannot look upon the 
 officers quite as partially as you do. We see both sides of the double 
 lives led by so many of the ' youngsters' in the line." 
 
 "Only by the line, colonel, and by the young officers? Then who 
 looks after the staff, and the elders ?" And Miss Marshall's face was 
 bubbling over with fun. 
 
 " They have stood the test of years, Miss Marshall, and need no 
 guardian, as do these young fellows who so captivate school-girls," an- 
 swered Lawler, shifting uneasily in his chair. " Now, Mrs. Brodie has 
 a mature conception of their merits and defects. She was speaking of 
 this very case of Mr. Hearn's a moment ago. You seem to have 
 known him quite a while, Mrs. Brodie. Were you ever stationed to- 
 gether?" 
 
 " My ! no, Colonel Lawler : only one cannot help hearing things," 
 answered Mrs. Brodie, totally unaware of the facial contortions of her 
 better half, who was helplessly, hopelessly striving to catch her eye and 
 restrain her tongue. " Everybody in town seems to think he was such 
 a popular young fellow ; only, don't you know, so careless." 
 
 Colonel Morris and everybody at Mrs. Lane's end of the table 
 happened to be deep in general chat at the moment, and neither saw 
 nor heard anything of this sudden introduction of personal affairs at 
 a social occasion. But Mrs. Morris lost no time. She saw Brodie's 
 glowering eyes across the board ; she noted Lawler's keen, shrewd gaze, 
 and the troubled look that flashed over Lane's kindly face, and had
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 789 
 
 just time to whisper to him, " How can you ever forgive us for bring- 
 ing the man ? The colonel was in misery at the idea. He said he knew 
 he would be talking 'shop' before dinner was half over. I can check 
 Mrs. Brodie, at any rate." Then, aloud, " Pardon me, Colonel Lawler," 
 and now her face was wreathed in sweetest smiles, " I'm not going to 
 let Mrs. Brodie prejudice you against one of my prime favorites." 
 
 "Oh, indeed, Mrs. Morris," protested Mrs. Brodie, "I wouldn't 
 think of such a thing. I was just going to point out to the colonel the 
 very great difference between what he might have been then and what 
 he has been ever since he joined the Eleventh." 
 
 " But the point at issue seems to be what he was then, as Mrs. 
 Brodie puts it," said Lawler. 
 
 " But I wouldn't for the world have you suppose I thought Mr. 
 Hearn had done anything that was ungentleraanly. I'm only saying 
 what rumor was," burst in Mrs. Brodie again, who had at last caught 
 the signals on her husband's face, and now only sought to excuse her 
 own impetuosity, even though in so doing she more deeply involved 
 the young gentleman himself. " I can't bear to hear such things said 
 of him without any one to defend him ; but what can one do?" 
 
 This was getting simply unbearable. While all at the other end 
 of the table were having a merry, laughing chat, here was this profes- 
 sional investigator an accidental and by no means welcome guest 
 taking advantage of the circumstances and of the well-known volu- 
 bility of Mrs. Brodie to start her on the subject which called him to 
 the post, and striving at a social party to " pick up points." 
 
 " By Jove !" muttered Captain Cross, " he's as bad as Mr. Abrams 
 himself. What can we do to stop him? Nothing short of Divine 
 Providence will ever stop Mrs. Brodie." 
 
 But the desired interposition came. Footsteps were heard on the 
 piazza beyond the hall. The Chinaman, answering the summons to ' 
 the door, came back, raising the portiere that hung heavily over the 
 entrance, and handed his master a card. Lane took it, and glanced 
 quickly at Colonel Lawler. 
 
 " If you will excuse me," said the latter, rising at once, " these are 
 gentlemen whom I telegraphed to meet me, and I will save time by 
 seeing them here. I will just ask them into your parlor, Captain 
 Lane." And, quitting the room, he passed through the hall-way and 
 met his untimely callers at the door. Sam came shuffling back an 
 instant after, having gone to turn up the parlor lights, and Miss Mar- 
 shall, glancing over her left shoulder as the portiSre was again raised, 
 saw that one of the men thus introduced beneath the captain's roof was 
 the German Jew, Schonberg. Lane, busy in striving to restore the 
 tone of general chat, did not see them at all. 
 
 It was an hour later. The ladies had risen and betaken themselves 
 to the front piazza ; the men remained to smoke a cigar with their* 
 host. The absence of the legal luminary, oddly enough, had dispelled, 
 the atmosphere of gloom that hung for a few minutes about the lower 
 end of the table. He and his strange visitors were still closeted, so to 
 speak, in the parlor, but now they came forth. In some mysterious
 
 790 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 way every woman had by this time learned that Mr. Schonberg was 
 there, and at the sound of the opening parlor door and of the mel- 
 lifluous accents of that gentleman's voice they instinctively huddled to 
 the other end of the piazza. Lawler walked with the two men as far 
 as the gate, and, when they finally disappeared in the direction of the 
 store, came sauntering back to join the ladies. 
 
 " As I don't smoke," he said, " I will take my enjoyment here. 
 Where shall I sit?" 
 
 " Take this chair, Colonel Lawler," said Miss Marshall, noting the 
 aversion with which all the others of the party had become inspired. 
 " May I send for coffee for you ?" 
 
 " Miss Marshall, I have no small vices. I never drink anything 
 stronger than milk ; never smoke ; never chew ; never swear." 
 
 " Never even swear, colonel ?" 
 
 " Never. What is it you are smiling at?" 
 
 " Have you ever read the works of Josh Billings, Colonel Lawler ?" 
 
 " I have no time to waste on nonsense, Miss Marshall. And I 
 never could see anything funny or witty in such men as Billings and 
 Artemus Ward." 
 
 " Well, it wasn't his fun I was thinking of quite so much just now 
 as his insight into character," said the young lady, musingly, as she 
 still gravely looked him over with her big eyes. 
 
 Two young officers came strolling along the walk at the moment, 
 and, passing beneath the lamp, raised their caps in salutation to the 
 ladies. Miss Marshall nodded and smiled with marked cordiality. 
 
 " All wasted, Miss Marshall : they could not see it." 
 
 u No, colonel, and I particularly wanted one of them at least to do 
 so. Now, that's a part of the army that I decidedly like." 
 
 " Who are they, may I ask ?" 
 
 "Mr. Wallace and his especial friend, Mr. Hearn." 
 
 " And is it possible that you find such young men to your taste? I 
 gave you credit for having rather a higher standard." 
 
 "But it is their standard that I so much admire, Colonel Lawler. 
 I don't suppose anything would tempt either of those young men to 
 say or do a mean or cowardly thing." 
 
 "No?" said the colonel, with a superior smile; "and yet, 3o you 
 know, I'm ready to stake my professional reputation that one of them 
 at least is quite unworthy your trust or confidence." 
 
 " Now, are you not a trifle prejudiced, colonel ? I thought the law 
 presumed a man innocent until proved guilty." 
 
 "Theoretically, yes; practically, men who have studied human 
 nature through the courts, as I have had to, get to see through the 
 veneering of high tone that these 'youngsters' are so apt to assume." 
 
 " And so you are probably quite ready to agree with the cor- 
 respondent of the Palladium, colonel, that most officers are frauds, 
 especially the second lieutenants?" 
 
 " My experience has certainly not given me a high opinion of the 
 young men, Miss Marshall." 
 
 " And, now, do you know, colonel, my intuition is very much in 
 their favor."
 
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 " But is your intuition as well founded, do you think, as long legal 
 experience ?" 
 
 " Well, your experience has been confined to the limited few that 
 have come before courts-martial, has it not ? My intuition covers the 
 great array of their number, the ninety-and-nine. Now, I haven't 
 any especial knowledge of the matter you seem to be investigating, 
 Colonel Lawler, but I fancy that evidence such as Mr. Schonberg 
 might give would have little weight before a court of intelligent men." 
 
 " You will change your mind when you come to see the books, 
 young lady." 
 
 " Have you changed yours ?" 
 
 "No: they simply confirmed my judgment." 
 
 " Then my intuition was right, colonel." 
 
 " How so, may I ask ?" 
 
 " It told me that you had prejudged the case." 
 
 At this moment the officers came sauntering out into the open air, 
 joining the group of ladies, who had fled back to the western end of 
 the piazza as soon as they saw their obnoxious visitor safely anchored 
 by Miss Marshall's side. 
 
 " Where's Lawler ?" queried Morris, in no pleasant tone. " Has 
 he gone off with those fellows?" 
 
 " No ; I'm here, colonel, getting a lesson in law which this young 
 lady is so good as to give me." Miss Marshall flushed at the dis- 
 courtesy in his tone, but gave no other sign. " I shall expect to see 
 you appearing in the rdle of counsellor yet, Miss Marshall." 
 
 " Very well, colonel ; if it ever comes to that I shall fall back on 
 my intuition." 
 
 Miss Marshall's cheeks were still flushed and her eyes had a dan- 
 gerous gleam under their dark and fringing lashes when she stepped a 
 moment after into the lately-desecrated parlor. 
 
 " You appear to have had quite a tilt with our friend the judge- 
 advocate," said Lane, who had come in for more cigars for his guests. 
 " I think I once told you I would not care to be cross-examined by 
 you, Miss Marshall ; and it looks as though he were not a little nettled." 
 
 " I hope I haven't been rude to a guest of yours, Captain Lane ; 
 but that gentleman makes me wish over and over again that I were a 
 man. Did you know who his callers were?" 
 
 "I have just heard," said Lane. 
 
 There was sudden lull in the conversation on the piazza without, 
 then the colonel spoke quickly : 
 
 " I wonder what that can be. That fellow yells in earnest, doesn't 
 he?" 
 
 " What is it ?" asked Lane, stepping to the door. 
 
 "Number Eight yelling for the corporal of the guard. Yonder 
 they go." 
 
 Captain Cross, who was officer of the day, had quietly picked up 
 his sword and hurried out of the southwest gate, while down the road- 
 way could be heard the sound of rapid foot-falls. The call, however, 
 was not repeated. Conversation soon became brisk and general, and in 
 five minutes Cross came back.
 
 792 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " What was the matter ?" asked Colonel Morris. 
 
 " Some civilians, sir, and one of our men, in a buggy, who said 
 they came out by order of the general commanding the division, and 
 had been detained here until after taps." 
 
 " Certainly ; that's all right. Those were doubtless the witnesses 
 Colonel Lawler sent for. Why wasn't the corporal of the guard sent 
 down with them to pass them out ?" 
 
 " Their buggy was tied the other side of the store, sir, and no one 
 at the guard-house could see them start." 
 
 " Well, the sentry ought to have let them go anyhow, as soon as he 
 saw who they were. We have no authority to hold civilians here." 
 
 " It wasn't the civilians the sentry was after, sir ; he was perfectly 
 willing they should go ; but they had an enlisted man with them." 
 
 "Who?" asked Morris, with uncomfortable premonition of the 
 answer. 
 
 " Private Welsh, sir, of C troop." 
 
 XI. 
 
 The week that followed the advent at Fort Ryan of the staff-officer 
 from division head-quarters was one that the good people at the post 
 have not yet ceased talking about. Lawler had remained in the gar- 
 rison only twenty-four hours, and went back eastward without a word 
 as to his intentions, and, to the surprise of even Colonel Morris, with- 
 out having sent for or spoken to the man most interested in his coming, 
 Lieutenant Hearn. This in itself was something that excited most 
 unfavorable comment, for it was known that he had had long interviews 
 with Mr. Abrams, the busy representative of the press, and that he had 
 driven in town to spend some hours in questioning certain dubious- 
 looking citizens presented to him one by one at the establishment of 
 Mr. Schonberg. He had furthermore sent to the guard-house for 
 Trooper Welsh, once again there incarcerated by order of Captain 
 Cross, who as officer of the day had arrested him for attempting to 
 slip across sentry's post the previous night. And once again, to the 
 dismay of the cavalry officers and the unconcealed ridicule of the 
 infantry battalion, Colonel Morris had directed Welsh's immediate 
 release. 
 
 " It was a misunderstanding, probably, Captain Cross," said the 
 colonel, in conciliatory mood, to the old officer of the day, as he relieved 
 him after guard -mount. " Welsh was given to understand that these 
 gentlemen, who had just come from an interview with Colonel Lawler, 
 had the authority of the department commander to take him to town 
 with them, so as to be ready to make certain depositions early in the 
 morning." 
 
 But Cross eyed his commander unflinchingly and said no word. 
 
 Among the infantry officers the opinion was openly expressed that 
 between Abrams and Lawler and Trooper Welsh the colonel was 
 simply demoralized. The crowd at dress-parade for several evenings 
 was almost as big as that before spoken of, and, though the Palladium 
 man did not again take position on the colonel's left during the cere-
 
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 mony itself, he was frequently at that officer's side when he made his 
 way through the curious throngs, both in going to and returning from 
 his post. And afterwards, with the eyes of the towns-people upon them, 
 Private Welsh and the unterrified correspondent paced up and down 
 the road in front of the cavalry barracks for half an hour ; and the 
 group sitting on Lane's piazza one evening especially could not help 
 noting how ostentatiously the two conversed as they neared the white 
 wicket -gate. 
 
 " Wharton," quoth Martin, as for the sixth or seventh time the 
 swarthy trooper and his champion approached the captain's quarters, 
 " I'm consumed with envy. The time was when good-looking cavalry- 
 men, like you and me, could command some small attention from the 
 eyes of our friends and fellow-citizens in town ; but our day is done. 
 There are the popular heroes of the hour. Now, here comes Hearn's 
 first sergeant. Surely he's not going to have the unbearable effrontery 
 to remind Trooper Welsh that he ought to be cleaning up for guard 
 to-morrow, when a gentleman of the press wants to talk with him?" 
 
 " Is Welsh for guard to-morrow ?" asked Captain Lane, in some 
 surprise. 
 
 " He is. The colonel relieved him from durance vile before 
 guard-mount this morning, and I heard the first sergeant tell Hearn 
 an hour ago that it was Welsh's turn for guard, and wanted to know 
 whether he was to order him or not. Hearn said certainly." 
 
 "And the man cut parade to-night on plea that Mr. Abrams 
 wanted to talk with him. He was the 'one private absent' reported 
 from C troop," said Wharton. " That's the reason the sergeant is after 
 him now, I fancy, either to arrest him, or else warn him for guard." 
 
 " If I were Hearn I'd quit attempting to discipline that young 
 man," said Major Kenyon, pessimistic and glowering as ever. " He 
 ought to have sense enough to know that the worst blackguard in the 
 service, with the press behind him, is more than a match for any officer 
 who seeks to do his duty." 
 
 " And if I were Hearn," drawled Martin, " I'd make that particu- 
 lar protegt of the Palladium do his duty, if I died for it, especially after 
 the marked copies that came to-day. Now watch." 
 
 The first sergeant, a trim, soldierly fellow with determined face and 
 manner and quick energetic step, had by this time overtaken the pair 
 who, strolling together, had almost reached the picket fence and were 
 within ear-shot of the Lanes' piazza. Mrs. Lane glanced eagerly up 
 the road, for Miss Marshall and Lieutenant Hearn at that very mo- 
 ment came from the Whartons' quarters next door and appeared upon 
 the gravel walk, Wallace following with Jeannette McCrea. 
 
 Sergeant Wren had stopped short on overtaking the trooper, and, 
 with scant ceremony, addressed him in tones that all could hear : 
 
 " Welsh, you're for guard to-morrow, and you've got mighty little 
 time in which to get ready. Did the lieutenant excuse you from 
 parade ?" 
 
 " I didn't ask him. Colonel Lawler was good enough for me." 
 
 " Colonel Lawler left the post at five o'clock, and couldn't have 
 wanted you."
 
 794 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " All the same I was acting under his orders and nobody else's. 
 If you want any other authority you can go to Colonel Morris : I'm 
 busy now." And with his hands in his pockets, and a jerk of the 
 head to his companion, Welsh whirled about and led the way down the 
 road toward the store, Abrams slowly following in his wake, but look- 
 ing back as though curious to see the sequel. The first sergeant stood 
 an instant flushing and with wrathful eyes, but raised his hand in 
 respectful salute as the young troop-commander came quietly along, 
 Miss Marshall leaning on his arm. 
 
 "You warned him for guard, sergeant?" said Hearn, answering 
 Wren's salute. 
 
 " Yes, sir ; and he says Colonel Lawler excused him from parade." 
 
 " I reported the absence to Colonel Morris, and he tells me that 
 there may have been some such understanding, sergeant. At all events, 
 as Colonel Lawler has gone, he would give Welsh the benefit of the 
 doubt : so we have nothing further to do with that matter." 
 
 Wren ground his teeth as he briskly strode back to his quarters. 
 
 " What does the loot'nant say ?" demanded Duffy, as he with half 
 a dozen of his comrades clustered about the office, eagerly watching the 
 sergeant's face and his clinching hands, as he returned. 
 
 "Nothing. Don't ask questions now, you men. The lieutenant 
 can't do anything to him ; the colonel won't let him." 
 
 " The colonel won't, is it ?" said Duffy, with a wrathful grin. " Be 
 jabers, if I were colonel I'd command my rigimeut, and no damned 
 newspaper man would scare me out of it. It's the Palladium that 
 commands Fort Ryan to-night, and that blackguard Welsh is post 
 adjutant, more shame to us all !" 
 
 " Silence, there, Duffy ! No more of that talk !" ordered Wren, as 
 he banged to the door of his own little den, and the knot of troopers 
 scattered away. " All the same," muttered he to his faithful second, 
 Sergeant Ross, " Duffy only tells the truth, and damn me if I ever 
 thought the day would come when my old chief would knuckle down 
 like that." 
 
 And if in garrison circles that night it was predicted that something 
 would be the outcome of the detail of Welsh for guard-duty, no one 
 was destined to disappointment. He appeared at the appointed time, 
 and was curiously scanned by the other members of the troop, as, car- 
 bine in hand, he came slowly and indifferently down the stairway just 
 as the trumpets began to sound the assembly of the details. Unluckily 
 for everybody who hoped to see Welsh brought up with a round turn 
 by the snappy young adjutant, a drizzling rain had set in, and undress 
 guard-mounting in overcoats was the result. Welsh's forage-cap and 
 accoutrements might pass muster in a shower, but his full-dress rig 
 every man knew to be wofully out of shape, and such was the fellow's 
 unpopularity among his comrades by this time that audible regrets were 
 expressed by the men that the weather had " gone back on them." 
 
 "Step out, there !" shouted Wren sharply to the dawdling soldier, 
 as he gave the command to fall in. 
 
 " Get a move on you, Misther Welsh," laughed Duffv from the 
 upper gallery. " Or don't they ever shtep out in the excellent family
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 795 
 
 down East? Sure, isn't he a fine-looking, intelligent young man of 
 twenty-five ?" 
 
 "Twenty-five? 'Faith, it's thirty-six in months he'd get, if I was 
 commanding," muttered Kerrigan. " How are your patriotic motives 
 this morning, Mister American-Blood- with-the-Asshurued-Narae?" 
 
 "Sure his name is Dennis," laughed Duffy again. "Quit your 
 sneering, Kerrigan. The young soldier's eyes are blazing with pent- 
 up feelings again, don't you see?" And indeed a most malignant 
 scowl was that which Welsh launched aloft at his persecutors, whose 
 fun was cut short by the stern voice of Sergeant Ross, ordering silence. 
 And in another moment the detail of C troop was dancing away in 
 double time, with a parting adjuration from Duffy not to go too fast: 
 " it's too aisy to set the blood boiling in Welsh's veins, anyhow." 
 
 It was in the ugliest possible mood that Welsh tossed up his carbine 
 for the inspection of the officer of the guard. He had expected to pose 
 as a hero and martyr. But, whatever might be the mistaken sentiments 
 aroused in the East by the efforts of a paper that had exhausted local 
 well-springs of scandal and sensation, here among those who knew the 
 facts, and, above all, knew him, he had gained only ridicule and con- 
 tempt. In all the garrison, now that Goss was gone, there was not a 
 soldier who had ever stood his friend. In his own troop especially, 
 where the rank and file were devoted to their young lieutenant, there 
 was wrath and indignation at his expense, and well he knew that noth- 
 ing but discipline saved him from a ducking in the river or a hearty 
 kicking down the barrack stairs. Still, with Abrams to stand by him 
 and the Palladium, to champion his cause, he felt secure against fate ; 
 only he had thought to be looked upon as liberator and leader among 
 the men, and they were all laughing at him. This was bitter indeed. 
 He almost hoped that the adjutant would order him back, replaced by 
 the supernumerary, for the rust he knew to be about the breech-block 
 of his carbine, and which the officer of the guard would be sure to dis- 
 cover. But the young lieutenant contented himself with pointing to it 
 with white-gloved finger and passing on, probably thinking it best to get 
 him on duty at any price. 
 
 All day long on guard the men had taken frequent occasion to 
 declaim quotations from the Palladium, until by evening stables they 
 had rung the changes on Welsh's excellent family connections, his 
 American blood, his patriotic motives in enlisting, his ardor for the 
 flag, and his fidelity to his oath, until he was ready to wish to heaven 
 the Palladium, had singled out anybody else to be the martyr for its 
 preconcerted exposition of official tyranny in the army, and heartily 
 sick of the part he had been induced to play. 
 
 But where, meantime, was Abrams? The day wore by, and not 
 once had he come to the garrison, and Welsh, sulkily plodding up and 
 down his muddy post near the stables, and knowing well that every 
 time the men looked at him or nudged each other in the ribs they were 
 guying him, had earnest desire to see his champion, and to prevent the 
 publication of other letters they had projected, since the only effect, 
 locally, of the assault upon the good name of his young officer was to 
 bring down the indignation pf the enlisted men upon himself. It only
 
 796 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 made him rage the more spitefully against Hearn, and he longed for 
 an opportunity to vent his spleen. 
 
 When the devil is working in the human breast, opportunity is 
 seldom lacking. The evening gun had thundered, the last notes of 
 " retreat" had died away, and the sun, that had been obscured all 
 morning, went down in a golden radiance, leaving a sheen of beautiful 
 color lingering along the crest of the opposite bluffs and reflected in 
 myriad millions of rain-drops still clinging to the clumps of buffalo- 
 grass. Tempted by the loveliness of the evening. Mrs. Lane had 
 ordered out her carriage, and the moment the report had been made 
 after retreat roll-call and Mr. Hearn was returning sadly to his own 
 quarters, Lane headed him off: 
 
 " No. I'm going to take you away from Wallace and Martin to- 
 night, and I don't mean to let old Kenyon get his hands on you again. 
 Mrs. Lane and Miss Marshall want you to drive with us an hour or so ; 
 then we'll come back and have a quiet little bite just among ourselves." 
 And Hearn pressed the captain's hand and silently thanked him. 
 
 Half a dozen of the guard were seated about the rough stone porch 
 of the gloomy old guard-house as the carriage came rolling by, and at 
 sight of the occupants they quickly laid aside their pipes and respect- 
 fully arose and raised their hands in salute. The sentry on No. 1, 
 facing sharply to the front, brought his rifle to the carry with a snap 
 that made the bayonet ring. The one man who remained seated and 
 staring sulkily at the carriage wore the cavalry uniform : it was 
 Welsh. 
 
 Both officers noticed the fact as they touched their caps in acknowl- 
 edgment of the courtesy of the infantrymen, and exchanged significant 
 glances. The ladies, too, were quick to note what had happened, and 
 they, too, looked at each other and then somewhat anxiously at Hearn. 
 But the carriage whirled along. The instant it had passed, Corporal 
 Stein turned on Welsh. So did others of the guard. 
 
 " What do you mean by sitting there like that ?" was the demand. 
 
 " I know my business," was the surly reply. " Just you 'tend to 
 yours. You'd better study Tactics and Regulations before you try to 
 learn me anything." 
 
 " Oh, do let the high-spirited scion of our finest families alone, cor- 
 poral. Can't you see it's turning his stomach to be civil to anybody ?" 
 protested a tall infantryman. 
 
 "Ah, let up, now, on Mr. Welsh, n Mulligan that's what they 
 called ye in the Twenty-Third, wasn't it Mulligan ? Or was it Sulli- 
 van ? Sure I know the family, and it's a foine one," protested Private 
 Kelly, his blue eyes twinkling with fun. 
 
 Welsh sprang furiously to his feet, clinching his fist and making 
 straight for the laughing little "dough-boy." That young Celt, 
 though a head shorter than his dark antagonist, in no wise discon- 
 certed, stood squarely facing him, and awaited the attack with a grin 
 of genuine delight on his freckled face. Stein sprang forward, however, 
 and interposed. 
 
 " No fighting here," he ordered. " Wait till you're off guard in 
 the morning, and settle it then."
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 797 
 
 " Don't thwart the gentleman, corporal. Here comes his friend 
 the police reporter," laughed the group of guardsmen. But the un- 
 usual chaff had summoned the officer of the guard to the spot, and at 
 sight of the lieutenant every Irishman in the party assumed an instan- 
 'taneous expreasion of preternatural innocence. Mr. Abrams, too, had 
 reined up in front of the trader's store, a few yards away, and, noting 
 the little knot of soldiers peering across the road, divined at once that 
 something was going on, and so, with the instinct of his profession, 
 hastened to the scene in time to catch a part of the colloquy that ensued. 
 
 " The corporal tells me the trouble grew out of your refusing to 
 rise and salute when Captain Lane passed," said the officer of the 
 guard, addressing the stalwart trooper. 
 
 Welsh glanced furtively over his shoulder until sure the Palladium 
 man was in range of his voice, and then loudly replied, 
 
 " I'm a member of the guard, sir, and the Regulations forbid guards 
 paying compliments of any kind after ' retreat/ and I can show you 
 the paragraph." 
 
 " You know perfectly well, Welsh, that that applies to the guard 
 collectively when under arms, and not to individual members. I want 
 no hair-splitting here. See to it that you pay proper courtesy to every 
 officer while you're under my command." And the lieutenant, a young 
 infantryman, with decidedly resolute face, looked squarely into the 
 glowering black eyes of the trooper, and then, turning quietly toward 
 his little office, his eye lighted on the Palladium man. For an in- 
 stant it looked as though he had something to say to him too ; but, 
 struck by a sudden thought, he passed in without another word, and 
 presently the sergeant of the guard appeared in the door-way. There 
 was evident purjwse in his coming. 
 
 Half an hour later Welsh was standing some twenty yards away, 
 engaged in low-toned eager chat with his civilian friend. The faces of 
 both men were clouded, and every little while the gypsy-looking sol- 
 dier shot an angry glance toward the guard-house door. Presently 
 they moved across the road and headed for the open bar at the trader's, 
 wherein the lamps were just beginning to gleam. Before they reached 
 its open portals, Corporal Stein was at their heels and his stern voice 
 ordered Welsh to halt : 
 
 " Go back to the guard-house, Welsh : it's against orders for a 
 member of the guard to leave it, and you know it as well as I do." 
 
 " My relief don't go on post for two hours yet, and this gentleman 
 has business with me : you'd better not interfere with him." 
 
 "The gentleman can see you over there. You can't see him here." 
 
 Already the sergeant was striding across the road ; the lieutenant 
 appeared at the door ; a dozen members of the guard were eagerly 
 watching the scene. Welsh half turned. Mr. Abrams bent and mut- 
 tered a few words in his ear, but the soldier, after one glance around 
 him, shook his head. Slowly and reluctantly he turned. 
 
 " I'll get even with you for this, Stein," he hissed. And then, with 
 shrugging shoulders, the two objects of general interest the civilian 
 and the enlisted man slouched back across the road, the eyes of all 
 upon them.
 
 798 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 It was at this instant that the rapid whirr of wheels and the click 
 of iron-shod hoofs were heard upon the drive, and briskly the Lane 
 carriage came around the turn. Lieutenant Lewis stepped out from 
 the door-way. Again the sentry faced the road and carried arras ; 
 again the soldiers of the guard arose, and those about the trader's door, 
 also, faced the road-way ; again the white-gloved hands were raised in 
 soldierly salute, and one man only turned his back and slouched away. 
 Every soldier within range saw that Welsh was determined to disobey 
 the orders he had just received. In six giant leaps the tall sergeant 
 had reached his side. 
 
 " Halt, Welsh, and face about," he thundered, and then, as the man 
 still strove to edge away under the wing of his civilian associate, laid 
 a brawny hand upon the hulking shoulder and spun him about as he 
 would a top. ' 
 
 "Heels together, now. Look square at Captain Lane. Now, 
 then, damn you, left hand, salute" 
 
 " Not badly done, sergeant," said Lieutenant Lewis, a moment 
 after, as with kindling eyes he reached the spot just as the carriage had 
 flashed by. " Finish what you have to say to your friend in fifteen 
 minutes, Welsh, and then report to me at the guard-room." " Not 
 badly done," he repeated, as he turned away with the tall infantryman 
 by his side; "only you shouldn't have said 'damn' in the presence 
 of ladies, or," with a grim smile under his moustache, "or of the 
 press." 
 
 " The ladies couldn't hear, sir, and I meant that the press should. 
 I know that according to ' Pinafore' and the Palladium I should have 
 said, ' if you please.' But mules and blackguards pay no attention to 
 politeness. I've been thirty years a soldier, sir, and I know what 
 fetches them." 
 
 XII. 
 
 There were sore hearts at Ryan in the week that followed. As had 
 long been anticipated, orders came for the summer practice march to 
 the Indian Territory, and the Eleventh band and all -had jogged 
 away, leaving Major Kenyon to command the post, with his little bat- 
 talion of infantry to guard it. The orders were received two days after 
 Welsh's enlivening tour of guard-duty. The command was to march 
 in forty-eight hours, equipped for field-service, and Lieutenant Hearn, 
 with the other troop-commanders, was occupied every instant in getting 
 his horses and men in thorough shape. Kenyon and Lane, after con- 
 sultation among some of his friends, had induced the young fellow to 
 promise not to open one of the marked copies of the newspapers which 
 now began to crowd in with every mail, but to leave them all to be 
 considered by the little council of three in whose hands he had been 
 persuaded to rest his case. He had written a full denial of the Palla- 
 dium's scandalous statements with regard to his financial entanglements, 
 and a full description, as has already been told, of the original trouble 
 at the trader's store with Private Welsh. These had both been duly 
 handed to Colonel Morris in his office. No one had heard from 
 Lawler. No one knew just exactly what disposition the colonel had
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA, 799 
 
 made of these papers. Mr. Abrams, too, had disappeared the day after 
 Welsh's tour of guard-duty; but the whole garrison now was flooded 
 with newspapers by the hundred. It would seem as if the guild of 
 the Western press had resolved on a sudden and simultaneous assault 
 on the army in general and as if Fort Ryan was the vortex of the 
 storm. Sensational despatches were published from various quarters. 
 Other journals, envious of t the Palladium's exploit, unearthed other 
 victims, long since out of the army for general worth lessness, and with 
 flaming head-lines displayed to a sympathizing public the tale of official 
 abuse and tyranny which had compelled these several gallant and 
 patriotic sons of America to quit the service they were so well fitted to 
 adorn. Dozens of tramps and tatterdemalions reaped sudden and un- 
 expected harvest of eleemosynary quarters and lunches from gaping 
 audiences in the beer-saloons by detailing individual experiences of 
 their own when serving under Lieutenant this or that in the Eleventh 
 Horse or the Thirty-Third Foot. Dozens of Munchausens wore the 
 reporters' pencils down to the wood with details of their harrowing 
 sufferings. Then the editorials began, and gravely lectured the people 
 on the wrongs of the whole system, the unrepublican character of an 
 army anyhow, the repugnance in the American mind to all idea of dis- 
 cipline. Meantime, of course, the Palladium was firing hot shot by the 
 ton, and new so-called scandals at Ryan, fresh outrages on the helpless 
 and down-trodden soldiery, were the subjects of Mr. Abrams's lurid 
 delineations, until it was to be wondered at that in their wrath the 
 offended public did not wipe the foul blot on their civilization from 
 the face of the earth. 
 
 It was on Friday evening that, in answer to certain despatches he 
 had been firing at department head-quarters, Colonel Morris received a 
 message that at least put him out of uncertainty. That day the Pal- 
 ladium had outdone itself, and no one not conversant with the illimit- 
 able faculties of the paid correspondent can begin to imagine .the heroic 
 size attained in its columns by the incident briefly sketched in the last 
 chapter : " Continued Persecution of Trooper Welsh ! Heaped-up 
 Humiliations on his Head ! Forced to Show Slavish Homage to his 
 Insulter ! Helpless Wrath of Comrades !" etc. The details of the in- 
 cident as told by the special correspondent lost nothing of sensational- 
 ism ; and Lieutenant Lewis came in now for his share of obloquy. 
 Poor Welsh was represented as having been marched out and with 
 brutal curses compelled to salute Lieutenant Hearn, despite the fact 
 that he as member of the guard was by law and Regulations exempted 
 from the requirement. " In vain did the young soldier plead that 
 paragraph 391 of the Regulations fully excused him. His relentless 
 persecutors defied the laws of Congress and compelled him to 'stand 
 and deliver' for the purpose of adding to the indignities already heaped 
 upon him. Could the readers of the Palladium have heard the low, 
 deep mutterings of the men in the garrison this night, no mutiny on 
 their part need have surprised them." The editor, too, backed up 
 his correspondent in a three-quarter-column assault on the ridiculous 
 etiquette of the army. " It may be," he said, " all well enough in the 
 conscripted camps of Europe, where whole nations are forced to service
 
 800 AN ARMY- PORTIA. 
 
 under arms, to exact of the rank and file this slavish exhibition to 
 superiors ; but it is an insult to the high intelligence of the soldiers of 
 free America, that because a beardless boy happens to have a strap 
 upon his shoulder, thousands of scarred veterans should be compelled 
 to do him homage. The whole idea of the salute is repugnant to the 
 republican mind, and should be abolished ; and for that matter, as we 
 have no further use for an army, why stop at the salute ?" 
 
 No doubt the ninety-and-nine of the Palladium's readers thought 
 their editor was sound, and were as opposed to the idea of that courtesy 
 which is officially declared to be " indispensable among military men," 
 as to any exhibition thereof in the streets of their own peaceful and 
 remarkably well regulated metropolis. 
 
 But Colonel Morris was himself wofully perturbed about this time. 
 After immolating Cross and other officers by name, as was to be ex- 
 pected, the Palladium man had taken to poking ugly little insinuations 
 at the post commander ; and this, thought Morris, was the height of 
 ingratitude. He was in no pleasant mood when the men came march- 
 ing up from stables, and it stung him to see how cordial everybody was 
 to Hearn, who, confound it, was the cause of the whole row. The tele- 
 gram he had just received settled that matter once and for all ; yet he 
 was glad he had an adjutant on whom to devolve the coming duty. 
 
 Ever since Hearn's trouble began, Captain and Mrs. Lane had lost 
 no opportunity to make him understand that they were devotedly his 
 friends, and that if he would but come to them in his sense of utter 
 wrong the shelter of their home, the welcome of their fireside, would 
 be some compensation at least for the harsh treatment accorded to him 
 by the world at large. Thanks to the efforts of the Western news- 
 paper, a million or more of free people had learned to look upon his 
 name as the synonyme for all that was swaggering, brutal, drunken, 
 and bullying ; and it was easy to see that the young soldier was cut to 
 the heart. 
 
 But an unexpected ally had been discovered. Hearn, who had at 
 first held aloof in solitude, brooding over his troubles, began to show 
 decided readiness to come. And though at all times grateful and most 
 attentive to Mrs. Lane, that clear-sighted young matron speedily noted 
 how his handsome blue eyes would wander about in search of her 
 quietly-observant friend, and that ever since the night of her tilt with 
 Lawler Miss Marshall's interest in the case had been quadrupled. 
 Now, this was not exactly what Mrs. Lane had planned. She wanted 
 Georgia to marry in the army, but she also wanted, and saw nothing 
 in the least unreasonable in so wanting, to select that spirited young 
 woman's husband for her. She did not for a moment think that there 
 was any danger of Georgia's falling in love with Hearn. He was sev- 
 eral years her senior, to be sure ; he was handsome, distinguished as a 
 soldier, a man of unimpeachable character, as modern men go ; but, 
 she argued, " he is so much younger for his years than Georgia for 
 hers." She had had to think so much for herself, and now the man 
 she should marry was well, not crabbed old Major Kenyon, of course ; 
 he was a widower, sour and yet susceptible. It was only too plain 
 that he loved to come to the house and talk with Miss Marshall by the
 
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 hour, especially when the cavalrymen were all down at stables. Neither 
 did she want the doctor, whom Jeannette McCrea could have if she 
 would only make up her mind to drop Jim Wallace, who was now so 
 devoted that the yearning medical man had no chance whatever. No ; 
 she didn't see, after all, just the right man for Georgia : still, she had 
 always thought of some one so much older, utterly ignoring the fact 
 that when left to themselves most women have very different views of 
 their own. Not a word had she uttered to Georgia, of course, but to 
 her loving and indulgent spouse she had gone so far as to say, 
 
 " It is lovely to see how he is beginning to find comfort in her 
 
 society ; but, Fred " And Madame breaks off, irresolute yet 
 
 suggestive. 
 
 " But, Mabel " responds her gray-eyed lord, with indefi niteness 
 
 equal to her own. 
 
 " Just suppose " And then another pause on her part. 
 
 "Just suppose what, Mrs. Lane? that it should snow before 
 September?" 
 
 " Now, Fred, you know ; or else you haven't any eyes for " 
 
 " I haven't except for one," says Lane, parrying the situation with 
 the very words he knows will most delight her. 
 
 " You absurd boy !" But she comes fluttering across the room to 
 reward him as he deserves. " What I mean is, Georgia might get to 
 think of him." 
 
 " Well, everybody is thinking of him just now, and in the light of 
 such a catastrophe I suppose I'd have to make him think of her." 
 
 " He does now ; and if he doesn't you can't make people fall in 
 love, can you ?" 
 
 " Agreed, Mrs. Wisehead. Neither can you prevent it, can you ? 
 I know I couldn't stop a fellow from falling in love with you some 
 few years ago, hard as I tried. The more I tried to put you away, the 
 more you kept coming into that fellow's empty head. (Here Captain 
 Lane is rewarded again, and as soon as able to speak resumes.) "So 
 why worry now?" 
 
 " Well, I'm not worrying, exactly, only " 
 
 "Only what? Every man can't have a wife like mine. Still, 
 wouldn't she make rather a good one ?" 
 
 " Good ? Goodness ! But the question is to find the right man. 
 However, I know what you mean, Fred, Don't interfere j so I won't. 
 And there they are chatting in the parlor yet, and it's time for him to 
 
 get ready for parade Why, here's Mr. Mason !" And Mrs. Lane, 
 
 who had slipped into the dining-room, caught sight of the adjutant at 
 the front door. 
 
 " What is it, Mason ?" asked Lane, a sudden trouble in his eyes, as 
 he hurried through the hall. 
 
 "The colonel wishes Mr. Wharton to assume command of C 
 troop temporarily. I'm ordered to place Hearn in arrest," was the 
 answer, in tones that trembled a little despite Mason's efforts at impas- 
 sibility. 
 
 Lane's hand was extended, as though to close the parlor door, which 
 stood ajar, but he was too late. The clink of the scabbard without had 
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 802 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 already been heard, and almost at the instant Hearn stepped forth into 
 the hall. 
 
 "You won't have far to look, old fellow. Here I am." 
 
 " My heaven, Hearn ! I thought to find you over home, or I would 
 never have come here on such an errand." 
 
 " Never mind ; I am with you. Good-by, captain ; say good- 
 afternoon to to the ladies for me." 
 
 " By Jove ! I'm going over with you," said Lane, snatching a 
 forage-cap and springing down the steps. He did not want to en- 
 counter the questioning eyes within. 
 
 But Mabel and Georgia Marshall met at the parlor door. 
 
 " Have you heard-^-do you know ?" was the faltering question of 
 the former. 
 
 " Hear ! Know ! Who could help hearing ? Is it not an outrage?" 
 
 XIII. 
 
 If Frank Hearn were a wronged and unhappy man before the 
 regiment marched away, his troubles seemed only intensified now. 
 Deprived of the command of his troop and confined to his quarters in 
 close arrest, he was confronted by a new sorrow, one least expected, yet 
 hardest of all to bear. 
 
 The sharp assaults of the Palladium to a certain extent had been 
 discontinued. One great and influential journal of the Northwest had 
 taken the pains to investigate the situation independently, and was now 
 giving its readers the benefit of the facts in the case of the much-heralded 
 martyr Welsh. And when that eminent patriot was thus shown up in 
 his true colors the other papers had to moderate their ecstasies on his 
 account. Very few managing editors, indeed, had not already been 
 shrewd enough to see what he must inevitably turn out to be. But the 
 originators had hoped to effect their onslaught on the army before 
 the actual character of their witnesses was exposed. The moment the 
 Pioneer came to the rescue it was time for them to change the line of 
 attack, for no one of their number dared lock horns on a question of 
 fact with a journal so fearless and respected. Still, as a lie can never 
 overtake the truth, and as in this case the lie had a week's start, these 
 exponents of the ethics of American journalism had reason to feel mod- 
 erately well satisfied. It would be prudent, however, to let the matter 
 "simmer" now; and there were other reasons, too: so Mr. Abrams 
 was recalled from his ^mission to Central City, and set to work at the 
 foundations of the character of a gentleman just spoken of in connec- 
 tion with the coming municipal elections. He had hitherto borne an 
 unimpeachable name in the community, but his friends had committed 
 the grievous offence of speaking of him for mayor before the Palladium 
 had been consulted, and it therefore became the Palladium's duty to 
 pull his props from under him. 
 
 Contenting himself for the time-being with the announcement that 
 the military authorities at division and army head-quarters had ex- 
 pressed their deep sense of obligation to the Palladium for having 
 brought to light the scandalous condition of affairs at Fort Ryan, and
 
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 that it had received their assurances that as the result of its efforts 
 Lieutenant Hearn would be brought to trial by court-martial, this 
 public-spirited journal wisely turned its attention elsewhere. Other 
 papers, of course, kept up the hue and cry, but, the Pioneers columns 
 having warned them that their martyr was, after all, only a scamp, and 
 their victim a young officer with a capital military record whom the 
 court might, after all, acquit, it became necessary to prepare the public 
 mind for such a bouleversement by pitching into military courts in gen- 
 eral as "Star Chamber" affairs, organized only to convict privates and 
 whitewash officers; one journal going so far as to announce that a 
 " court-martial for Lieutenant Hearn meant simply that a body of men, 
 each and every one of whom was in the daily habit of violating every 
 rule of decency and humanity, was to sit in judgment on his case and 
 declare him innocent." 
 
 All this, of course, came duly marked and with pencil comment to 
 Mr. Hearn from scores of anonymous senders, as he sat dazed and dis- 
 heartened in his cheerless room ; but this was not all. Nearly two 
 weeks had elapsed now since the first assault, and the home letters, for 
 which he had looked with mingled fear and longing, had begun to 
 come. The first he opened was from his mother. She had received 
 the marked copies of the Palladium of the first three or four days, sent 
 no one knew by whom, and they were quickly followed by others. 
 
 What was it Thackeray wrote? " There are stories to a man's dis- 
 advantage that the women who are fondest of him are always the most 
 eager to believe." 
 
 A devoted woman and mother was Mrs. Hearn, but her sole knowl- 
 edge of army life was derived from what she had seen around their 
 nearly ruined home in a Southern city about the close of the war. 
 Frank's boyhood was spent in straitened circumstances, but little by 
 little his father's toil and pluck had restored their fallen fortunes, and, 
 a stanch soldier himself, he could not wonder that the young fellow's 
 heart should be wrapped up in the hope of a commission. Poor Mrs. 
 Hearn ! she had looked for something far different, and even her pride 
 at Frank's winning a cadetship at West Point 'by competitive exami- 
 nation did not reconcile her to his entering upon a profession which 
 would associate him with such characters as she had seen about the time 
 the great army was being disbanded and hundreds of officers seemed 
 to have nothing to do but carouse. By the time he was graduated, his 
 father's practice had become so well established as to warrant the 
 squire-colonel's yielding to his wife's pleadings. Secretly he rather 
 wanted the boy to go on in his career, and was prouder of the chevrons 
 the handsome young cadet captain had worn than of the old tarnished 
 sleeve-knots that he had put away so reverently the day after Appo- 
 mattox, where Lee's kindly hand had rested for a moment on his arm 
 when he went to bid his beloved chief adieu. Yielding to her en- 
 treaties, he offered Frank good inducements to drop the army and come 
 home and study law, but the youngster said his heart was bound up in 
 the cavalry. The mother ha'd let him go with prayers and tears. The 
 letters from Ryan were buoyant, and made no mention of care or 
 trouble of any kind. How could he ask his father's help when he had
 
 804 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 refused his offer? The colonel rejoiced at the youngster's indepen- 
 dence and decision, although he said nothing to his wife. Then came 
 Frank's orders for Arizona, and Mrs. Hearn sobbed herself to sleep. 
 Again the father said, " Resign if you like, and I'll start you here," 
 but in the solitude of his library he kissed the boy's letter and blessed 
 him in his heart of hearts for replying, " I wouldn't be my father's son 
 were I to resign now, with the prospect of sharp fighting ahead." 
 Heaven ! with what trembling hands and tear-dimmed eyes he read 
 the glowing words of old Captain Rawlins's despatch telling how 
 brilliant and daring the boy had been in the first fierce battle with the 
 Apaches ! He draped the stars and stripes over Frank's picture in 
 the parlor, and bade the neighbors in to drink to the New South and 
 the old flag, and even Mrs. Hearn, ever pessimistic and filled with 
 secret 'dread of vague temptations that she knew not of, fearing them 
 more than peril or ambuscade, took heart and strove to rejoice that 
 Frank was such a soldier. How shocked and sorrow-stricken they were 
 when but a short time after came the tidings of the old captain's 
 lamented death ! How they studied all Frank's letters, and learned to 
 know the regimental officers through his eyes, and longed to meet that 
 capital adjutant, Lane, when he came to Cincinnati recruiting! Col- 
 onel Hearn even took a few days off and the north-bound " flyer" on 
 the Queen & Crescent to go thither and make the acquaintance of his 
 boy's friend, and sat for hours with Lane at the club, listening to his 
 praise of Frank. Then came the eastward move again, and a brief 
 leave, and the mother's heart yearned over her stalwart son, wondering 
 at the bronze and tan of his once fair skin and rejoicing in the strength 
 of his handsome face. Mother-like, she sought long talks with him 
 and strove to catechise him as to what they did when not actually in 
 the field. Was there not a great deal of dissipation ? Did they not 
 play cards? Were there not too many temptations to drink wine? 
 What opportunity had they for attending divine service? etc. So far 
 as he himself was concerned, he answered frankly, but as to his com- 
 rades, all these questions he had laughingly parried. He had now been 
 six years an officer, and had never once asked his father for money, 
 yet she nursed her theory that under it all there was something hidden. 
 From childhood she had been taught that army life meant frivolity 
 and dissipation, if not vice ; arid now at last, when her husband was 
 miles away from home, looking after investments he had made in 
 Florida, came this startling and terrible confirmation of her fears. In 
 glaring head-lines, in crushing, damning terms, in half a score of 
 prominent Northern papers she read of her son as a drunken bully, a 
 gambler, an abusive tyrant to the helpless men committed to his charge, 
 and, utterly overwhelmed, the poor soul had thrown herself upon her 
 knees to implore of Heaven the strength to bear the dreaded blow, and 
 wisdom to guide her aright in the effort to reclaim her wayward boy. 
 The gray-haired pastor, for whom she had sent, came and mingled his 
 tears and prayers with hers, and then they had between them written 
 the letter that was now before him : 
 
 " It is but the confirmation of a long-haunting fear. I have all along 
 felt that you were holding back something from me, my son ; and God
 
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 only knows how I have prayed that this cup might be spared me and 
 this sin averted from you. I dreaded the temptation of army life for one 
 of your impulsive temperament. I strove, I rebelled, against the idea 
 of your being subjected to such companionship. I hoped against hope 
 that it might not be as I feared ; but, alas ! my intuition was right, 
 after all. Do not think I am angry, my boy. Do not let this drive 
 you from us. As soon as it is over, come home, and all that a mother's 
 love can do shall be done to spare you further bitterness. My first im- 
 pulse was to wire your uncle James at Washington to ask if something 
 could not be done to avert the court-martial ; but good old Dr. Wayne, 
 whose son was in the army before the war, tells me that it is hopeless, 
 and that the best that can be done is to get your resignation accepted, 
 so that, though you have to quit the service, as he says, it may not be 
 by the disgrace of a sentence. I have, therefore, wired James to go at 
 once to the Secretary, and Dr. Wayne has also invoked the aid of some 
 influential friends. Wire me instantly on receipt of this, that I may 
 know that you are bearing up manfully. It will soon be over. May 
 God sustain you, my son, is the prayer of your devoted and distracted 
 
 " MOTHER. 
 
 " P.S. Frank, my worst anxiety is on your poor father's account. 
 I dread to think of the effect this news will have upon him. He never 
 appreciated the danger as I did." 
 
 And this was the letter poor Hearn was almost raging over when 
 the door opened, after a single prefatory bang, and in came the major : 
 
 " Hello, lad ! how are you to-day ? The regulations which forbid 
 your visiting the commanding officer don't prevent his coming in to see 
 you, I suppose. Any more newspaper attacks? You couldn't have 
 got much worse if you had been running for President of these United 
 States. I see that three papers of my beloved home are now calling 
 me ugly names because my brother published a letter in which I had 
 the temerity to say to him that Welsh was a sneak and Abrarns a slouch 
 and you a soldier ; but I never expect anything better. Why, Hearn, 
 my boy, forgive me. Something's wrong, and here I'm rattling away 
 and never seeing it." 
 
 " Read that," said Hearn ; and the major read, with wonderment 
 and concern deepening in his grizzled face, then turned away to the 
 window with a long whistle. 
 
 " Well, lad, that is something even I hadn't thought of. By gad, 
 I'm going to write a few lines to your good mother on ray own hook : 
 she reminds me of mine. No; no shutting yourself up in your bed- 
 room now. Come out here on the piazza, where there's sunshine, and 
 where there will be roses presently. Mrs. Lane and Miss Marshall have 
 gone over to the hospital with some jellies for Brent, and it's time for 
 them to return. Come out, I say, or, as commanding officer of the post, 
 I'll send a file of the guard to haul you out. You've lost three shades 
 of tan in four days, and I'm not going to let you mope in here, if I 
 have to annul your colonel's order of close arrest and give you extended 
 limits. Come out." 
 
 There was no resisting the major ; there was no resisting the deeper
 
 806 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 longing in his heart. Every day since his incarceration Mrs. Lane had 
 found means to send him some friendly little note, together with dainties 
 of domestic manufacture; every day she and Miss Marshall had ap- 
 peared at least once or twice upon the walk in front, although he could 
 not join them ; and now they were interesting themselves in Corporal 
 Brent, said the major, and the corporal was getting well enough to be 
 read to a little while and to see some of his chums for a few minutes 
 and to inquire how he had been hurt. Kenyon fairly towed his prisoner 
 out through the hall and landed him on the veranda just as the noon- 
 day drum was sounding orderly call, then rattling out " Roast Beef of 
 Old England" in hoarse accompaniment to the piping of the fife. 
 
 Half an hour later, two parasols could be distinguished above the 
 low shrubbery farther east along the row, and the ladies on Burnham's 
 veranda, where the doctor was seated in clover, now that Wallace had 
 ridden away, stepped forward to the hedge and accosted the bearers and 
 strove to persuade them to stay. Hearn's heart seemed to halt in pro- 
 test, then pounded gladly away again, for the delay was but momentary, 
 phenomenally short for feminine chats ; but the mail was coming, and 
 Mrs. Lane was impatient to get her letters. Once more the parasols 
 came floating along above the hedge. One, held some six inches higher 
 than the other, was on the outside, farthest from the fence. That was 
 hers, and she it must be who would first come in sight from behind the 
 big lilac-bush in Brodie's yard. If Mrs. Brodie should happen to see 
 them and stop them ! But no; Mrs. Brodie went across the parade to 
 the Crosses' half an hour ago, thank heaven. Hearii's eager eyes were 
 fixed upon the outer edge of that lovely lilac screen, longing for the first 
 glance of the face he had seen in his dreams night and day now for 
 nearly a week. If she were thinking of him, if he were anything to 
 her, would not she be apt to look toward this veranda the instant she 
 hove in sight around that sheltering bush ? " Yonder they come now," 
 said Kenyon, slowly lowering his boot-heels from the balcony rail. 
 " Fm going to stop them at the gate to see how Brent is." 
 
 Another instant, and once more the floating fringes of the outer 
 parasol came sailing slowly into sight beyond the lilacs, then the white 
 ferrule, a daintily-gloved hand, a white-draped shoulder, then a proudly- 
 poised, dark-haired head, thick, low-arched eyebrows and long curling 
 lashes through a flimsy web of veil that hung almost to the rosy lips, 
 close compressed ; then sudden upward sweep of lash, a quick, straight 
 glance from two deep, dark eyes, a gleam of joy, of glad recognition, 
 an instant parting of the curving lips and a flash of white, even teeth, 
 and Hearn s heart throbbed and bounded. She had seen him instantly, 
 and was glad. 
 
 Yet it was Mrs. Lane who had to do most of the talking, for 
 Georgia Marshall was strangely silent. Every now and then her eyes 
 seemed to take quick note of the pallor of his face and the lines of care 
 and trouble. Kenyon had held open the gate and quietly steered the 
 two ladies to the veranda, where Hearn was hastily placing chairs; and 
 though the mail-orderly was approaching and Mrs. Lane knew there 
 must be letters from her captain, she could not take Georgia instantly 
 away, and so for a few moments they sat there, in their dainty summer
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 807 
 
 gowns and with deep sympathy in their eyes, eyes so different in color, 
 yet so like in expression, they would have cheered a sorer heart than 
 Hearn's. 
 
 The orderly carrying the mail came briskly in at the gate. 
 
 " I left Mrs. Lane's letters at the house, ma'am," he said, as he 
 handed a package to Kenyon and proceeded to unload half a dozen 
 bulky newspapers on Hearn. Kenyon had opened his official letter 
 with brief " excuse me," and then began to chuckle : 
 
 " Hearn, my boy, they mean to do you all proper honor. Just 
 look at this detail, will you ? Four or five colonels and majors and 
 
 half a dozen captains to sit in judgment, and well, if this don't 
 
 beat all ! old Lawler himself for judge-advocate." 
 
 Hearn's face was flushing and paling by turns. 
 
 "You don't mean that Colonel Lawler himself is detailed?" 
 
 " Certainly I do ; and what do you want to bet the Palladium 
 doesn't say that this was done in deference to its suggestion that no 
 biassed associates of the accused officer should be allowed to officiate, 
 as the people will tolerate no whitewashing of character in this most 
 flagrant case, or words to that effect ? Oh, I know those fellows ! 
 There's more conceit in one newspaper office in my beloved home than 
 in all the armies in Christendom." 
 
 The ladies had risen, Mrs. Lane's eyes saying plainly to her friend, 
 " We ought to go." 
 
 " Does the court meet here ?" asked Hearn, quietly. " Please don't 
 go, Mrs. Lane, not just yet." 
 
 " Indeed we must, Mr. Hearn. I know you need to confer with 
 the major now, and we will only be in the way." 
 
 Hearn's eyes had sought Miss Marshall's. She was standing by 
 the balcony with half-averted face, yet listening intently. 
 
 " The court meets here, and on Monday of next week. Verily, 
 Hearn, public wrath demands a prompt trial of your villany. Now, 
 with Lawler to prosecute, you'll need a friend to defend. Who is it 
 to be?" 
 
 " I have not asked any one," said Hearn, slowly. " The charges 
 have not yet reached me. I do not know of what I am to be accused, 
 who are the witnesses, or anything about it. Whom could I ask to 
 oppose Lawler?" 
 
 Miss Marshall had slowly turned, and now looked full at Kenyon's 
 troubled face. Her slender hands were clasping; her breath seemed 
 to come and go almost too quickly. 
 
 " There's no man here fit to advise you, Hearn, and I know of no 
 one quite a match in subterfuge for that ' Tombs Lawler,' " was the re- 
 luctant answer. 
 
 " Then I'll fight it out alone as best I can," said Hearn, at last. 
 
 The ladies were going ; Mrs. Lane was down the steps already, and 
 the major gallantly striving to raise her parasol. Hearn had clasped 
 Miss Marshall's slender hand as she turned to say adieu, and the frank 
 cordial pressure emboldened him. He would have held it firmly, but 
 as firmly, yet gently, it was withdrawn. 
 
 " Only a week yet, Mr. Hearn," she spoke, her bosom rising and
 
 808 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 falling quickly. " Is there no officer you know to take up this case 
 for you ?" 
 
 " I fear not, Miss Marshall. You know I'm not even a first lieu- 
 tenant yet; and he is a lieutenant-colonel." 
 
 She looked up one instant in his eyes, then with sudden impulsive 
 movement held forth the hand she had just withdrawn. 
 
 " Good-by," she said, turned quickly, and was gone. 
 
 For a moment the two friends walked on in silence. 
 
 " A penny for your thoughts, Georgia." 
 
 " I wish I were a man." 
 
 " On his account, is it ? Don't you know he would far, far rather 
 have you just as you are?" 
 
 XIV. 
 
 A general court-martial was in session at Ryan, and for three days 
 had been sitting in judgment on Lieutenant Hearn. It was the first 
 occasion in many a long year on which Colonel Lawler had appeared 
 in the rdle of judge-advocate, that complex and contradictory position 
 wherein the so-called legal adviser of the court, having prosecuted in 
 the name of the government to the extent of his ability, proceeds to 
 demolish his own elaborately-planned attack. It is the not infrequent 
 result of such a system that the exertions of the prosecution so exhaust 
 its representatives that the defence is left to its own devices, and in the 
 case of Colonel Lawler, as has been said, he had always held that when 
 an officer was under trial the moral obligation of the government was 
 to find him guilty, if a possible thing. 
 
 No one on the court could quite understand why Lawler had been 
 detailed for this duty. It was a most unusual thing to call upon the 
 officers of the department of military justice itself to furnish the pros- 
 ecutor ; rather was it their province to remain at the office of the 
 division or department commander, and, in reviewing the records, to 
 sit in judgment on the judges. But the Palladium, true to Kenyon's 
 prophecy, was not slow in explaining the situation. It was a case in 
 which the whole people, with itself as their representative, had de- 
 manded the trial of the officer who dared maltreat the man. No ordi- 
 nary occasion was this, but one to attract wide attention throughout the 
 entire nation and be daily reported by the press. Colonel Lawler saw 
 opportunity for distinction hitherto unequalled ; he asked of his general 
 the detail as judge-advocate of the court, and the general, though 
 surprised, saw no way to refuse. 
 
 So carefully had the court been chosen that of its entire array of 
 thirteen members every man was personally a stranger to the young 
 soldier whose fate lay in their hands. Of all his regiment not another 
 officer was at the post when the court began to arrive, and the only 
 soldier heaven save the mark ! was Welsh, now assigned, much to 
 their disgust, to Captain Brodie's company of the infantry for rations 
 and quarters until his evidence should be given ; and Welsh was the 
 constant centre of a group of newspaper men now billeted at Central 
 City and resenting it not a little that they were not invited to put up 
 at the fort.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 809 
 
 But, as matters stood, the fort was already taxed to its utmost 
 capacity : the only quarters in which there was room for the arriving 
 gentlemen were those of the absent cavalry officers. Mrs. Morris had 
 two spare rooms, and promptly invited Colonels Grace and Maitland, 
 old friends of her husband, to be her guests. Kenyon took in three of 
 the seniors. Mrs. Wharton happened to know Captain Chase, who was 
 one of the detail, and scandalized Mrs. Brodie by borrowing the Lane 
 barouche, meeting him at the depot, and driving him straight to her roof. 
 
 " Mind you," said that young matron, " every man on this court 
 shan't go to its first session without knowing something of Frank 
 Hearn's real character. I only wish I had room for more." 
 
 Mrs. Lane had no spare bedroom, but bade her regimental friends 
 who had, to fill them up with members of the court. " Georgia and I 
 will board the whole array, if you will only let us," she declared. 
 " I'll set a lunch for the court at noon, and dine the entire party 
 at seven every day they are here, if some one will only agree to take 
 Colonel Lawler." 
 
 Nobody wanted Lawler, and so he was one of the three relegated to 
 the gloomy precincts of old Kenyon's quarters and compelled to rough 
 it at bachelor mess. It was arranged that eight members of the court 
 should be quartered among the cavalry homesteads and otherwise be 
 entertained at the Lanes'. Of such are the expedients to which gar- 
 risons are subject. 
 
 It was not until Monday afternoon that the court began its session. 
 Two officers had telegraphed that they could not reach the post until 
 the arrival of the noon train ; but all that morning and most of Sunday 
 the judge-advocate had been bustling about the garrison, full of im- 
 portance and enthusiasm. Recognizing the interest felt in the case by 
 an entire neighborhood, and sedulously active in providing for the 
 needs of the press, Lawler had caused the quarters of C troop to be 
 cleared of all the iron bunks. Arm-racks and lockers were shifted 
 away ; a long table had been brought up from the mess-room under- 
 neath and set in the middle of the big room, the president's chair at 
 the head, his own at the foot, those of the members at the sides. 
 Another long table was provided for the swarm of newspaper corre- 
 spondents, and then, for the general public, the mess-rooms of the 
 cavalry had been ransacked, and benches and chairs to accommodate 
 several hundred people ranged about the room. It was Saturday nigjit 
 when Lawler arrived and was met by Major Kenyon and escorted to 
 his quarters. 
 
 " You might tell Mr. Hearn that whatever he may desire to say to 
 me about the case I can hear to-night. You have no objection to his 
 coming to your quarters, I suppose?" 
 
 " Lord, no ! I like it. So does he, generally ; but if you want to 
 see Hearn you'll have to go yourself." 
 
 "Why?" said Lawler, reddening. "He ought to know that it is 
 to his interest to seek the advice and assistance of the judge-advocate. 
 Of course he knows that I must do my full duty in prosecuting the 
 case ; but, outside of that, any service I can render him he has a right 
 to call for."
 
 810" AN ARMr PORTIA. 
 
 "Oh, he understands ; but, as he was given no opportunity to speak 
 for himself when you were investigating the case, I fancy he will ask 
 none now, until he comes before the court. Then you probably will 
 hear from him." 
 
 " It might be very much better if he were to frankly consult the 
 judge-advocate," said Lawler, gazing keenly at Kenyon from under his 
 shaggy brows. 
 
 " Very much better for the prosecution. But how better for 
 him?" 
 
 " Well, those young men never gain anything by fighting a case. 
 He had much better throw himself on the clemency of the court. But 
 I suppose some one has undertaken to defend him ?" Another shrewd 
 glance. 
 
 "Some one! yes, I've heard that several some-ones offered their 
 services by first mail the moment it was known you were to be prose- 
 cutor. What the devil did you take it for, anyway?" 
 
 " You seem to forget, Major Kenyon, that it was a matter of very 
 grave importance to the army as well as to the public," said the colonel, 
 with much dignity. " Officers who are rash enough to seek to defend 
 him can have little conception of the feeling aroused throughout the 
 entire North." 
 
 " True," said Kenyon, with sarcastic emphasis. " It's one of the 
 singular traits of some fellows in the army that, instead of meekly 
 knuckling under to what they know to be an outrageous misrepresenta- 
 tion of themselves and their profession, they should have the consum- 
 mate effrontery to resent even newspaper attacks. Now, you can hardly 
 conceive it possible, Colonel Lawler, but, do you know, there are actu- 
 ally officers who think Hearn a thousand times more sinned against 
 than sinning? And, that being their conviction, they are so blind to 
 their own interest as to be willing to fight for it. It is incomprehensible 
 to some people ; but it's a fact." 
 
 And will it be believed ? when Colonel Lawler sent his orderly 
 to say that he would receive Hearn at Major Kenyon's quarters in case 
 he desired to see him, the orderly came back with the lieutenant's 
 compliments and the singular response that the lieutenant knew of no 
 reason whatever why he should want to see the colonel at any time. 
 
 Lawler had conceived it his duty then to accost Mr. Hearn on the 
 piazza of his quarters, and blandly to inform him that he was entitled, 
 if*he saw fit, to call in the services of some suitable friend as amicus 
 curies. Brodie and Cross were both sitting there at the moment, and 
 glanced at each other with a grin, as Hearn coolly looked the judge- 
 advocate straight in the eye and remarked that he was aware of the 
 fact. 
 
 " I thought you might not know it, and I desired to say that I 
 should interpose no objection," said Lawler. 
 
 "I am not aware, Colonel Lawler, that it is the judge-advocate 
 who either denies or consents. It is the court, as I understand it, that 
 settles the question." And Lawler went away with tingling ears. 
 Hearn's temper was being sorely tried. No less than four times that 
 Sunday morning had he been called upon by gentlemen representing
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 themselves as correspondents for some paper or other, each one of whom 
 desired to interview him as to the line of defence he proposed adopting, 
 and really seemed astonished that he should decline to give any infor- 
 mation on the subject. And Hearn's replies to Lawler had be'en buzzed 
 around the garrison with added emphasis at every repetition. 
 
 And yet, when Monday afternoon came, and, in the presence of a 
 crowded array of civilians from all over the neighborhood, Colonel 
 Lawler impressively inquired the name of the gentleman whom the 
 accused desired to introduce as counsel, and even the fans ceased to 
 flutter, and all ears were intent upon the reply, and a dozen pencils 
 were poised over the pads on the reporters' table, Mr. Hearn astonished 
 almost all hearers by placidly, even smilingly, responding, 
 
 " Nobody." 
 
 " Why, I understood from gentlemen here at the post that you 
 intended to introduce counsel," said Lawler, much nettled. 
 
 " With all deference to the court," said Hearn, " the understanding 
 of the judge-advocate is at fault." 
 
 There was instant titter, and a ripple of applause. The corre- 
 spondents glanced quickly at one another and then in surprise at Hearn. 
 For a man who refused to talk at their bidding, he was displaying 
 unlooked-for ability now. Lawler reddened to the roots of his hair 
 and glanced angrily around. 
 
 " The audience must keep order," he said. " You are at liberty 
 to witness these proceedings, but audible comment or any levity at 
 attempted witticisms on the part of the accused will not be tolerated." 
 
 But Hearn's face wore a provokingly placid smile. And the 
 president, rapping on the table with the hilt of his sword, called for 
 silence and curtly demanded of the judge-advocate that he proceed 
 with the case. 
 
 Not ten feet from where Mr. Hearn sat by his little table, whereon 
 were his memoranda and a few books, Georgia Marshall, with sparkling 
 eyes and flushed cheeks, bent and whispered to Mrs. Lane, 
 
 " One for our side." 
 
 And Mrs. Wharton, catching the eye of some friends across the 
 room, very improperly tapped the back of her kid-covered thumb-nails 
 together in mute applause. The press and the populace might be with 
 the prosecution, but it was easy to see that there were loyal and lavish 
 hearts there stanch for the defence. 
 
 The court had not been authorized to sit without regard to hours. 
 Lawler argued that in a case of such wide-spread interest the sessions 
 should be held when it would be most convenient for the world at large 
 to attend, and by adjourning at three P.M., the conventional hour, all 
 good citizens would be able to get home in abundance of time, secure 
 in the belief that nothing would transpire before they could return to 
 their post of observation on the morrow. Nothing of great consequence 
 was accomplished on the first day^ beyond the ceremony of swearing the 
 court, which Lawler rendered as impressive as possible, the administer- 
 ing of the judge-advocate's oath, which Colonel Grace rattled through 
 in a perfunctory style that robbed the legal gentleman of -the dramatic 
 effect he had contemplated, and the reading of the charges and specifi-
 
 812 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 cations, which were breathlessly listened to by the throng and most 
 oratorical ly delivered by the judge-advocate. There was something 
 especially fine in the air with which he turned and faced the soldierly 
 young officer who, in his trim fatigue uniform, stood opposite to him 
 at the table. 
 
 "To the first specification of the first charge, how say you, sir? 
 guilty or not guilty ?" 
 
 And, in the simplest way in the world, the answer came in tones 
 sufficiently clear to be audible beyond the open window : 
 
 " Not guilty." 
 
 And so to each and every specification and to the charges of conduct 
 unbecoming an officer and a gentleman and of conduct prejudicial to 
 good order and military discipline, Lieutenant Hearn calmly protested 
 his entire innocence, and the pleas were duly recorded. 
 
 Then Colonel Lawler announced that in view of the importance 
 and probable length of the case he desired the services of a stenog- 
 rapher and requested the authority of the court to call one in. The 
 president looked perturbed ; stenographers were expensive, and the 
 last court he was on had been rapped over the knuckles for employ- 
 ing one, although the record exceeded a hundred and fifty pages in 
 length. 
 
 " How long will you need one, and how soon can you get him 
 here?" asked Colonel Grace. 
 
 " Well, we can get through with the case in very short time with a 
 stenographer, but it will take a week at least without one." He did 
 not say, however, that he had one already in the room, in the shape of 
 a newspaper man from Chicago. Some of the court began to consult 
 among themselves. 
 
 " Make him write his own proceedings," whispered Colonel Mait- 
 land to the president. " By gad, he was probably the man that rapped 
 your court for employing one there at Omaha last month." Then he 
 scribbled a line and tossed the scrap of paper over to Major Putnam 
 on the other side, and passed word down to Captain Thorp, who had 
 been judge-advocate of the court in question. It was evident that the 
 members thought that here was an admirable chance to " work" the 
 judge-advocate, a thing seldom enjoyed ; and at last old Grace, hum- 
 ming and hawing a little, said that the court could not see the neces- 
 sity, in view of the remarks made by division head-quarters on a 
 recent case, and must for the present decline the request. Whereat 
 Colonel Lawler, in manifest ill humor, remarked that he could be safely 
 expected to say what would and what would not be approved by the 
 division commander, and that, if the court would not order it, he would 
 get the order by telegraph. 
 
 "All right," said the president; "and meantime we'll proceed 
 without one. I suppose you are ready with your first witness, Mr. 
 Judge- Advocate?" 
 
 " If the court insists, yes ; but I prefer to wait until I hear from 
 the telegram which I am now writing." 
 
 " We had better go right ahead," said Colonel Grace. 
 
 And so, amidst profound silence, the name of the first witness
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 813 
 
 was called ; and with the eyes of the entire room upon him, neatly 
 dressed, cleanly shaved, and looking his very best, Trooper Welsh was 
 ushered in from the outer gallery, was sworn impressively by Lawler, 
 and was asked for his name, rank, and regiment, and whether he knew 
 the accused. The new correspondent of the Palladium described the 
 hasty glance which Welsh cast at the lieutenant as one in which " his 
 glowing, dark eyes kindled with the pent-up sense of the wrongs 
 and humiliations heaped upon him by the officer in question." Major 
 Kenyon, sitting close by Mrs. Lane, looked at Brodie with swift 
 whispered comment on that furtive glance. Miss Marshall never took 
 her eyes from the witness's face. 
 
 " State how long you have been in service, and with what company 
 you have served." 
 
 " I've been " then there was a sudden flutter of the eyelids and 
 
 a moment's hesitation, but only a moment's, " I've been in Troop C, 
 Eleventh Cavalry, about eight months, stationed here at Fort Ryan. 
 I enlisted in St. Louis a year ago." 
 
 The judge-advocate was just writing out the answer, when Miss 
 Marshall leaned over and whispered a word to Kenyon. The major 
 nodded appreciatively and looked eagerly along the faces of the 
 members of the court across the table. Captain Thorp's eyes met his, 
 and it was Thorp who suddenly spoke : 
 
 " The witness has not answered the question, as I understand it." 
 
 "He has answered as the court understands it," said Lawler, 
 sharply, " and entirely .to my satisfaction." 
 
 " He may have answered to the satisfaction of the judge-advocate, 
 but I suggest that the court can speak for itself," was Thorp's cool 
 reply. "The question should have elicited. an answer as to the entire 
 service, possibly in other commands, on the part of the witness ; and 
 he replies only as to C troop." 
 
 "He has given the exact information I desired," said Lawler, 
 hastily, "and all my question was intended to cover. I protest against 
 interference with my witnesses." 
 
 Bang ! came old Grace's sword-hilt on the table. 
 
 "It is three o'clock, Mr. Judge- Advocate, and the court will 
 adjourn." 
 
 Lawler drew a long breath, and glanced triumphantly at Thorp. 
 
 But, however little the first day brought forth, the second in no 
 wise lacked sensation. Welsh and Mr. Levi Schonberg, in terms most 
 emphatic, had described the assault upon the principal witness ; both 
 declared that with brutal violence Welsh had been dragged forth from 
 the bar-room and then kicked and cuffed all the way to the guard- 
 house ; both denied the faintest provocation or excuse ; and then, amid 
 oppressive stillness, Mr. Schonberg had described his connection with 
 the trader's establishment six years before, and his knowledge of the 
 pecuniary dealings of the accused. In positive terms he asserted that 
 old Mr. Braine had lent the accused sums aggregating six hundred 
 dollars at different times, and that he had frequently and vainly im- 
 portuned him, in letters written by Schonberg, for payment, had been 
 ignored, and that finally, when he, after the accused returned to the
 
 814 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 post, strove to collect the amount, he, the witness, was met with curt 
 refusal, denials of all indebtedness, and finally with threats and assault. 
 Nothing much 'more connected could well be imagined. Both men 
 were positive and precise as to facts and dates, and both when cross- 
 examined by the accused stuck stoutly and positively to their versions. 
 Another witness was Mrs. Schonberg that was and Mrs. Braine that 
 had been, and her testimony, though by no means truculent or positive, 
 was largely in support of that of her Jewish spouse. She was sure of 
 the loans to Hearn ; sure he had never repaid them ; sure that Braine 
 had directed them placed upon the books, and had frequently spoken 
 to her of them, because she thought that he was too open-handed and 
 credulous, and had told him so. 
 
 When court adjourned at three P.M. on the second day the case had 
 gone dead against Hearn, and Colonel Grace gravely inquired if he 
 could not procure counsel even now ; it might still be allowed. But 
 Hearn quietly shook his head. Wednesday morning was to have 
 brought the redoubtable Mr. Abrams to the scene to aid the case for 
 the prosecution, but Colonel Lawler was compelled to say that the wit- 
 ness was not forthcoming, and had not even answered telegrams sent 
 him. There was some quiet grinning at the reporters' table, and old 
 Kenyon breathed a sigh as he bent over and whispered to Brodie, 
 
 " D n that fellow ! He never meant to come, and Lawler 
 knows it. Cross-examination would have broken him all up." 
 
 But two other civilians were produced, who claimed to be old 
 friends of the late trader, and one of these testified that the week be- 
 fore his death Mr. Braine had declared that Hearn had refused to repay 
 the money and he regarded it as good as lost. Hearn protested against 
 this as " hearsay" and not testimony under oath. Lawler vowed it 
 was material and confirmatory, and the court was cleared, to the utter 
 indignation of the correspondents thus compelled to quit the room with 
 the common herd. Thrice again this happened during the day, and 
 people grew disgusted, many of them leaving ; but those who remained, 
 including the officers, could see no earthly hope for Hearn. Every- 
 thing had been as conclusively proved as such witnesses could establish 
 matters, and the only chance lay in the impeachment of their testi- 
 mony. 
 
 It was nearly three o'clock on Wednesday when Lawler said that 
 if the other witness, Mr. Abrams, did not put in an appearance he 
 would rest the case for the prosecution. Colonel Maitland inquired 
 why the books of the late post trader had not been produced in court 
 in support of Schonberg's testimony, and Lawler promptly responded 
 that they were too bulky to be appended to the record, were property 
 of the estate, and he had not considered them necessary. However, if 
 
 the court insisted And the court did. Schonberg was directed to 
 
 bring his books at ten o'clock the next day. 
 
 That evening the party gathered on Lane's piazza was very silent 
 and sad. Kenyon had been there awhile, and gone away with bowed 
 head and thoughtful eyes. The defence, of course, had not begun. 
 There would be no difficulty in utterly defeating the charge of assault 
 upon the soldier Welsh ; but what worried one and all was the testi-
 
 .4^ ARMY PORTIA. 815 
 
 mony of Schonberg and Braine's relict. If that held good with the 
 court, then Hearn had been guilty of disgraceful conduct in stating 
 orally and in writing that he had long since paid those debts. There 
 could be no sentence but dismissal. Hearn had shut himself up in 
 his room. That day had brought a long letter from his father, and it 
 was this he was studying, sore at heart, when Kenyon entered. 
 
 " You haven't slept a wink for two nights, lad, and I know it," 
 said the major, anxiously, as he studied the worn face of his friend. 
 " I'm going to call Ingersoll in to prescribe for you." And, despite 
 Hearn's protest, the orderly was sent for the post surgeon. 
 
 Meantime, with many emphatic nods and " humphs," Kenyon read 
 the long, long letter which, without a word, Hearn had placed in his 
 hand, finishing it at last, going over several pages, and finally sighing 
 deeply as he refolded it : 
 
 " It is just what I feared, my boy ; it is just what I feared. Still, 
 I'm glad he didn't look upon it as your mother thought he would. 
 
 Wonder what she thought of my letter Hello, here's Ingersoll 
 
 now." 
 
 " I was at the hospital with Brent," said the medical man, in some 
 haste, "and had to go to Lane's first." 
 
 "No one ill at Lane's, I hope?" spoke Kenyon, as Hearn's face 
 was suddenly uplifted. " I've just come from there." 
 
 "Oh, no, no; but Miss Marshall and Mrs. Lane have been going 
 to see Brent every afternoon, and this evening he asked me to take a 
 message over there. He wanted to see them to-night, but I had to say 
 no ; he's too feverish. They were much concerned to hear I had been 
 called in to see you, Hearn, and I promised to come back at once and 
 let them know how you were." 
 
 A brief examination showed the skilled practitioner the extent of 
 Hearn's malady, and he insisted on his coming out. He would have 
 added, "over to Lane's piazza," but members of the court were calling 
 there, and it would hardly be the proper thing. Returning thither, 
 however, he found the gentlemen gone and Colonel Lawler just seating 
 himself for a social call. 
 
 " Nothing serious," he murmured to the ladies, as he took a chair, 
 and in low tone began chatting witli the Whartons. It was Lawler's 
 voice that broke the stillness; and Lawler, full of his profession, could 
 talk nothing but "shop." 
 
 " I could not but observe your presence in th'e court-room, ladies, 
 even among the host of curious spectators. And how does a military 
 court impress you, Miss Marshall, now that you have seen it?" 
 
 " I can tell you better when I have seen it all, colonel. Thus far 
 we've had nothing but the prosecution. It will seem less one-sided 
 after the defence." 
 
 " Ah, that, I fear, will hardly amount to anything. The young 
 man has been very ill advised, very. Possibly you heard that I had 
 offered him my services, that is, any in my power to render, and 
 that he had refused ?" 
 
 Miss Marshall simply looked at the colonel a moment, making no 
 reply. Finally,
 
 816 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 
 
 " May I ask what services you could render him ? 
 the prosecution was your specialty." 
 
 "Oh, it is, certainly; that is my bounden duty. Still, if I knew 
 what evidence he had to offer, what witnesses he meant to call, any 
 experienced lawyer could tell him how best to conduct the case." 
 
 Miss Marshall fairly laughed : 
 
 " That strikes me as one of the most unique ideas I ever heard, 
 colonel. If you belonged, we will say, to the combatant force of the 
 army, and had a position to defend, would you detail your plan of de- 
 fence to the adversary ?" 
 
 " My dear young lady, you totally misapprehend the peculiar 
 mechanism of our system. After having finished the government's 
 side, then I am free to assist the accused." 
 
 " And the accused, as I understand it, is free to * play it alone/ as 
 we do in euchre. Now, do you know, I think I would prefer that 
 course to having an advocate who was more than half an opposer?" 
 
 " Well, certainly, Miss Marshall, you cannot congratulate the ac- 
 cused on his conduct of the case thus far. He would have stood better 
 with the court at this minute if he had taken my advice, as he wouldn't. 
 Then I had only one course to pursue." 
 
 "Doesn't that look just a wee bit as though he were being prose- 
 cuted for declining eminent legal assistance rather than for alleged 
 misconduct ?" 
 
 Lawler flushed, and again glanced sharply from under his sandy 
 brows and out of the corners of his twinkling eyes. 
 
 " You have a sharp tongue, young lady," he said, " but I presume 
 your wit is made to match it. It is a pity they could not be brought 
 into requisition in defence of your friend before the court itself. You 
 cannot influence me." And he laughed loudly, and glanced around as 
 though in triumph. 
 
 " 'Faith, Lawler, it's just as lucky for you that Miss Marshall isn't 
 counsel for the accused. You'll get knocked endwise when it comes to 
 the defence, anyhow," said the doctor. 
 
 "You think so, do you? Well, well, we'll see; we'll see." 
 
 The gate had opened, and an orderly entered. 
 
 " A telegram for the commanding officer," he said. 
 
 Kenyon took the brown envelope, tore it open, and stepped to the 
 hall door- way, where the light would fall upon the page. A gleam 
 of sudden satisfaction shot across his face, and he turned eagerly to- 
 ward Miss Marshall, whose dark eyes had followed him. " Come," 
 he signalled ; and she rose and went to him. 
 
 " Read this," he said, in low tones, as he thrust the paper into her 
 hand and sauntered back to his chair^ " I can trust you to keep a 
 secret." 
 
 Lawler gazed after her with unmistakable curiosity, studying her 
 face as she read, then turned and looked at Kenyon, who was osten- 
 tatiously humming the air Miss Wharton had just begun playing on 
 the piano. What did it mean ? Was his entertainer in league with 
 this girl who so dared him ? Mrs. Lane strove to cover her friend's 
 somewhat abrupt quitting of the group by a timely word or two, but
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 817 
 
 her question failed to catch the lawyer's ears. In a minute Georgia 
 was back, had dropped the despatch over Kenyon's burly shoulder with 
 the brief whispered word, " Splendid," and then almost laughingly 
 turned on the judge-advocate. 
 
 " And now tell me, colonel, isn't there such a thing as impeaching 
 the credibility of witnesses?" 
 
 "Oh, I suppose so in certain cases; but what has that to do with 
 mine?" 
 
 " Yours? Well, one would hardly think your witnesses assailable, 
 of course; but even truthful men, you know, are sometimes mistaken." 
 
 " Books and figures don't lie, Miss Marshall. You forget the 
 books." 
 
 " Oh, true ! I forgot the books. And Mr. Schonberg was book- 
 keeper, too." 
 
 XV. 
 
 Ten o'clock had come; so had the court; so had the public, in 
 numbers largely increased. In Central City it was generally under- 
 stood that on this day the proceedings would be brought to a close. 
 The case for the government would be concluded by the evidence of 
 Mr. Abrams, when he arrived, and by the exhibition of the books 
 of the late concern of Braine & Co. The defence really had not a leg 
 to stand on. Everybody in the enterprising community had been 
 assured of this fact by the repeated assertions of Mr. Schonberg and 
 the oracular announcements of the press ; and it was the popular belief 
 that all the unfortunate officer could do would be to assail the integrity 
 of the witnesses, which attempt would be utterly overthrown by the 
 vigilant prosecutor, who would then conclude by a scathing review of 
 the evidence, after which the court would promptly adjudge him guilty 
 and sentence him to be stripped of his uniform and drummed out 
 forthwith. Probably half the populace that thronged the court-room 
 that bright June morning fully expected before returning to their 
 homes to see an army lieutenant degraded of his rank and thrust forth 
 from the reservation at the points of the bayonets of the garrison. 
 Dozens there were who knew better ; but a community reared on the 
 pap of sensationalism as supplied by the modern press could not accept 
 the mild and moderate views of the minority as a possibility. 
 
 "Ten-fifteen," said old Grace, thrusting his watch back into the 
 breast of his hot uniform coat, and looking about in some impatience. 
 "What keeps Lawler?" 
 
 " Waiting for that Jew with his books. I believe he's somewhere 
 in that crowd on the piazza. They say his newspaper man hasn't 
 turned up yet ; but I wish you would call the court to order and give 
 him a rap for delaying matters.^' 
 
 " Ah ! another 'bus-load from town," said the president, as there 
 entered at the moment a party of ladies, escorted by the sandy-haired 
 judge-advocate himself. All around the room the benches were occu- 
 pied, but behind this party came three or four soldiers carrying chairs, 
 and, much to the disgust of Mrs. Brodie and Mrs. Graves, who had 
 obtained, with a party of their friends, the front row nearest the table 
 
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 818 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 of the accused, these chairs were planted before them, and their view 
 was cut off by the households of some of the prominent business-men 
 of Central City. So closely did they surround Mr. Hearu that he drew 
 his seat a trifle nearer to that of the judge-advocate. 
 
 There was a little more space on the other side of the table, where 
 the correspondents were, but they seemed to prefer not to crowd these 
 gentlemen, and nobody, of course, would think of intruding between 
 them and the court. It was almost half-after ten when a soldier made 
 his way through the throng, and, saluting Lawler, said something in a 
 low tone, at which the judge-advocate went over and whispered to 
 Grace. A moment later the burly form of Major Kenyon was seen 
 shouldering a way through the court-room, while Dr. Ingersoll's 
 spectacled face appeared just behind him. Escorted by these gentle- 
 men came Mrs. Lane, fresh, smiling, nodding cheerily to acquaintances 
 in the court and around the room, looking cool and radiant in a spring 
 costume which attracted the instant attention of the ladies and diverted 
 their eyes from Miss Marshall, whose simple but inexpensive toilet was 
 hardly worthy their glance, while to the grosser masculine understand- 
 ing it was every whit as lovely as that of her friend and hostess. Be- 
 hind them all came Sam, with four folding chairs, and, there being no 
 other place available, the major promptly plumped them down in front 
 of Lawler's friends and motioned his party to seats. Georgia Mar- 
 shall's color deepened, as any one who looked might see, for the chair 
 to which she was assigned was so close to that of Hearn that by simply 
 putting forth her hand she could have touched his sleeve. 
 
 His back was to the door, and he had not seen them enter, yet at 
 the perceptible hush that fell upon the chatter of the feminine specta- 
 tors he knew who must be coming, and his pale face brightened with 
 a sudden smilg as, turning, he saw her almost at his elbow. Mrs. Lane 
 nodded thrice, looking brightly and affectionately in his eyes, before 
 she took her seat, just as though her efforts were to show all the throng 
 that the women of the army held him guiltless. But Georgia Mar- 
 shall's eyes were hidden for a moment behind their drooping lids. It 
 was not until after she was seated, and a glance around had told her 
 that the gaze of all women was still on the lovely toilet that Mabel 
 wore, that she stole a sudden look at him and met the brave light in 
 his wan face. 
 
 "Good-morning," he whispered. "I had not looked for anything 
 half as good as this, to have you here so near me." 
 
 " It was my fault we were late ; they were waiting for me. I I 
 
 had been to the hospital with Dr. Ingersoll There's so much to 
 
 tell you." 
 
 " Has any further news come ?" 
 
 "Not that. Something else, something better. Don't you see 
 how excited the major is ?" 
 
 And indeed old Kenyon seemed fairly aglow. His eyes were snap- 
 pi rig ; his face was twitching and redder than ever. He was standing 
 at that moment, searching all the windows with keen glance and look- 
 ing along the faces of the soldiers who had gathered on all sides of the 
 piazza without. Suddenly he seemed to see the features for which he
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 819 
 
 was so eagerly looking, and with a quick gesture he called an orderly 
 to his side and hastily scribbled these words on a piece of paper : 
 "That third window on the west. Get around there, and don't let 
 him out of your sight this day." 
 
 " Give that to the provost-sergeant," he said. And the orderly 
 disappeared. 
 
 Then came the voice of Colonel Grace impatiently demanding of 
 the judge-advocate that he proceed, and Lawler, who had been fidget- 
 ing uneasily, arose : 
 
 " May it please the court, the witness Abrams has still failed to 
 respond ; but the evidence of the other witnesses has been so conclu- 
 sive that I feel that I need not detain the court. All that now re- 
 mains is to examine the books of the late post trader, which, as you 
 have demanded, are here in my possession." 
 
 " The court will come to order," said Grace, loudly. 
 
 A hush fell on 'the assembled throng, and all eyes were on the 
 judge-advocate, who was busily unwrapping the package which he 
 produced from the folds of the linen duster he had, with apparent 
 carelessness, thrown upon his chair. Two ordinary-looking, leather- 
 bound volumes presently appeared, which he proceeded to lay before 
 Colonel Grace : 
 
 " I now have the honor to submit for the examination of the court 
 such books of the former post trader as bear upon this case. In them 
 will appear the entries of the various amounts advanced by him to 
 the accused, with their dates, etc., and, just as stated by the witness 
 Schonberg, it will be seen that no payments, beyond a few trifling sums, 
 have been recorded. The amount of the indebtedness as claimed in 
 the specifications will be found to agree with the figures." 
 
 As he spoke, Lawler had opened the volumes at points indicated 
 by slips of paper and spread them upon the table. Grace adjusted his 
 eye-glasses and conned over one of the books, while Maitland took the 
 second. The other members of the court silently awaited their turn. 
 
 " I do not profess to be an expert at book-keeping," said Maitland, 
 presently ; " but do I understand the judge-advocate to say that the 
 witness Schonberg swears that these entries are correct ?" 
 
 Lawler briskly turned over the leaves of the record before him. 
 
 " Here are his very words," he said. " ' I myself made entries for 
 the years '83 and '84, both in the day-book and in the ledger. I kept 
 all Mr. Braine's books. He gave me the items just as they occurred, 
 and these entries were made by me at the different dates in those years 
 just as they were directed by him.' " 
 
 " Oh, yes, yes : I remember," said the colonel. " I suppose it is all 
 correct. Possibly other members of the court can tell more about this 
 business than I can." And he passed the book down the table. 
 
 "Nothing could be more confirmatory of Schonberg's statements," 
 said the judge-advocate, loudly. " One has only to look at these pages. 
 You can see that different ink, different pens, have been used here, 
 primd fade evidence of their having been entered at totally different 
 times, instead of being jotted down at once, as might be claimed by the 
 defence but for this significant fact." And Lawler looked triumphantly
 
 820 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 about the room, ending with a glance at the little group that was near 
 Hearn's table. 
 
 Miss Marshall was leaning forward, her dark eyes eagerly scanning 
 the faces of the members of the court, and watching the books as they 
 passed from hand to hand. Hearn, pale and patient, seemed waiting 
 ,for the court to finish before asking that he, too, be permitted to exam- 
 ine the books. 
 
 "Do you suppose you could get them one moment?" whispered 
 Miss Marshall to the major, who was sitting at her left. " I had to 
 study books and book-keeping once." 
 
 " I'll try," whispered Kenyon. " Hearn will, anyhow." 
 
 It was some time before they reached the foot of the table. Cap- 
 tain Thorp and his next neighbor spent several minutes in studying the 
 dates and figures, and at last handed them successively to the junior 
 member. As soon as this gentleman had finished his scrutiny of the 
 first, Lieutenant Hearn held forth his hand : 
 
 " I presume I may be permitted to examine these exhibits ?" 
 
 " I submit to the court that the accused has had frequent oppor- 
 tunity any time these last three months to examine these books, that he 
 has been importuned, even, to do so, time and again, and has contemp- 
 tuously refused. In view of these facts, his anxiety to see them now 
 strikes me as an assumption." Lawler's manner was loud and trucu- 
 lent. He knew he was making a point. 
 
 " Assumption or not," said the president, coolly, as Hearn's face 
 flushed hotly under the sting, " it is the undoubted right of the accused 
 to see any exhibit produced in court." 
 
 " I feel bound, then, to prevent their being improperly dealt with 
 while in his hands," said Lawler, hanging on to his volumes and bent 
 on making the scene as effective as possible. 
 
 " I will take all responsibility, sir. You may be sure the accused 
 will not injure them," was Grace's prompt and indignant rejoinder. 
 
 And so,.having interfered as long as possible, the lawyer grudgingly 
 handed the book to Mr. Hearn, ostentatiously holding it open so that 
 all near at hand could see the array of items and figures charged against 
 him. In doing so he even raised the volume to the level of his own 
 shoulder, and the leaf flapped lazily open until it stood in bold relief. 
 
 Never moving from her seat, Miss Marshall, with glowing eyes and 
 compressed lips, had silently noted every word and motion. She was 
 bending forward eagerly, as though striving at a distance of six or 
 seven feet to decipher the writing on the page thus glaringly exhibited. 
 When finally Lawler laid it on the table and Mr. Hearn began slowly 
 studying the page, she still retained her position. Forgetful, appar- 
 ently, of everything around her, the young girl was now so near that 
 she could have touched the table at which sat the accused soldier. 
 
 Studying with pained, troubled face, Mr. Hearn at last began slowly 
 turning over the pages and looking at the headings of the other accounts. 
 There was something which he evidently desired to satisfy himself 
 about, yet everything looked straight and plausible. Again bent on 
 taking every opportunity to score a point against the accused, Lawler 
 suddenly arose :
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 821 
 
 " I submit again, if the court will but hear me, that, while the 
 accused has been accorded the privilege of examining his long-neglected 
 account, he has no right whatever to pry into the affairs of other 
 officers. I maintain that he should be compelled to confine his atten- 
 tion to his own page : there is quite enough there." 
 
 Kenyon suddenly felt a slim white hand gripping his wrist like a 
 vice. Hearn was just turning down a page after briefly scanning the 
 dates, but a rustle at his side attracted his attention. To his amaze- 
 ment, Miss Marshall had bent forward out of her chair and was eagerly 
 motioning and whispering to him : 
 
 " Again ! Let me see through that page again." 
 
 The court was discussing at the instant the question raised by 
 Lawler. Maitland and Thorp protested that Hearn had a right to 
 compare other accounts with his own if he suspected fraud of any kind. 
 Hearn himself, with throbbing heart, could only see and hear her. 
 Obedient to her signal, he again raised the leaf, and would have turned 
 the book, so that she could read it right side up, but with imperious 
 gesture she forbade. 
 
 "Hold it as it is," she signalled, as, still bending low, she seemed 
 studying every line of the paper thus vertically placed between her 
 and the sunshine flooding in at the open barrack window. 
 
 " Quick, now ! More ! more !" she motioned. And, wondering, 
 he turned several pages, holding each a moment or two. But she 
 shook her head impatiently and signalled, " Go on !" until in succession 
 half a dozen leaves were turned ; then, with eager light in her eyes, 
 again she held up a warning hand, and the page was stopped. 
 
 " Very well, then," Lawler was saying at this moment, with sar- 
 castic emphasis. "On the principle that misery loves company, I 
 suppose we must accord him the privilege of viewing the accounts of 
 his fellow-debtors." And, with this fresh piece of civil legal practice 
 on his lips, the judge-advocate turned to the group on his left and 
 stopped short in amaze. 
 
 Hearn, utterly lost to what was going on, was gazing with all his 
 eyes at Miss Marshall, who, flushed, eager, almost radiant, once more 
 was leaning back in her chair, but signalling to close the book. It 
 was Kenyon now who was half rising and whispering sudden impetu- 
 ous words to Hearn. 
 
 For a moment Lawler knew not what to think or say. Something 
 told him that the ca*use he represented was in peril. A sense of disaster 
 flashed upon him. 
 
 " At least the accused will have the decency to refrain from exhibit- 
 ing officers' private accounts to the public," he said, with sudden return 
 to his old manner, "and, if he be through with the examination, return 
 these exhibits to me, that I may close the case, unless, perhaps, he 
 desires to offer something further upon this subject." 
 
 Miss Marshall's fingers were twisting a tiny slip on which she had 
 hurriedly pencilled a word or two. One instant more, and it was with 
 Hearn. She had bent forward to pick up a fluttering scrap of paper; 
 her deft fingers had but for the instant touched his drooping hand. 
 Opening it, he read, "Recall Schonberg instantly." Surprised, he
 
 822 AN ARMY- PORTIA. 
 
 glanced at her, but purposely she had averted her eyes. Kenyon was 
 vehemently nodding. 
 
 " I must ask that Mr. Schonberg be recalled," said Hearn. " There 
 is new matter here, upon which I need to question him." 
 
 " The accused has already had opportunity to cross-examine the 
 witness, and has no further right," said Lawler. 
 
 " I repeat that there is new matter before the court in the introduc- 
 tion of these exhibits, on which I have a perfect right to question," 
 replied Hearn. 
 
 " It is simply delaying matters," persisted Lawler. " When the 
 accused said he had no further questions to ask, yesterday, I excused 
 the witness, and he is now miles away, and cannot be had until morning, 
 if he can then." 
 
 " The man is not fifty feet away at this moment," said Kenyou, with 
 sharp emphasis and a voice that rang through the room. 
 
 " When did the gentleman become counsel in this case, I beg to 
 know?" sneered the judge-advocate. "I protest against this disorder 
 and interference with the court." 
 
 " Major Kenyon gives us important information, Colonel Lawler," 
 said Grace, " and if the man is here the court desires that he be recalled 
 at once." 
 
 Lawler reddened with wrath. " If you know where he is, call 
 him in," said he to Kenyon. And all eyes were turned to the door, 
 where presently, escorted by the orderly of the court, Mr. Schonberg 
 appeared, hat in hand, bowing profusely and politely to the court, yet 
 looking, as Mr. Martin expressed it, " rather pasty about the gills." 
 He was scuttling down the back stairs when headed off by the provost- 
 sergeant. He had doubtless heard the summons for his recall, and had 
 hoped to get out of the way. All eyes but Hearn's and Keuyon's, 
 Mabel Lane's and Georgia's, were upon him. With lightning speed the 
 latter was writing a little note, and this, too, a moment later, was in the 
 young lieutenant's hand. He read it. A wild light of wonderment 
 and incredulity leaped into his face. He hastily raised the volume 
 between him and the opposite window, held a leaf between him and 
 the sunshine, gazed quickly and earnestly, and then, laying the book 
 once more on the table, turned with swimming eyes and looked full 
 upon her, his lips quivering, his face aglow with joy, hope, gratitude, 
 and a fervor of admiration and worship no woman on earth could fail 
 to see ; but Georgia's downcast face was hidden ; she had drawn her 
 fan like Spartan shield between her glowing cheek and the kindling 
 eyes she dared not meet. 
 
 It was Lawler's rasping voice that recalled the young soldier to his 
 senses: 
 
 " Well, sir, the witness is here." 
 
 There was a silence as of solitude in the great heated room. Obe- 
 dient to the clumsy formality of a military court, Mr. Hearn slowly 
 wrote his question on a slip of paper and handed it to the judge-advo- 
 cate : the latter read it, threw it down, and pettishly exclaimed, 
 
 "This is mere waste of valuable time, I say. The witness has 
 practically answered this all before."
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 823 
 
 " What is the question ?" asked the president. 
 
 " The accused asks the witness to state to the court what reason he 
 has for being so positive about the time these entries were made. So 
 long as my witness is positive, I conceive it to be no affair of the defence 
 why or how he is." 
 
 " Oh, I see no especial object in the question," said Grace, " yet there 
 is no impropriety in asking it. At all events, I am entirely willing to 
 bear the responsibility. The witness will answer." 
 
 Could he but have seen the flash of gratitude in Miss Marshall's 
 eyes ! It was only a flash. Almost instantly again they were fixed on 
 the pudgy features of the witness. 
 
 " Why, certainly, gentlemen, I can answer. Mr. Brainedied in the 
 spring of '85, and couldn't have told me to make those entries after he 
 was dead, could he? No. They were made, just as I said, in the 
 winter of '83 and during the year of '84, just when he told me to make 
 them." 
 
 " Are you satisfied ?" asked the judge-advocate, turning sharply to 
 Hearn. 
 
 " One moment," answered that young gentleman, placidly, as his 
 pencil rapidly copied another question on the slip before him. Finish- 
 ing this, he arose. " I beg to ask the especial attention of the court to 
 this question," he said. 
 
 There fell a hush as of death upon the throng. With parted lips 
 Georgia Marshall again bent eagerly forward until she could see the 
 Jew's twitching face. Schonberg turned a shade paler and glanced 
 half appealingly up at the lawyer, who, with a sneer of assumed con- 
 tempt, held forth his hand for the slip. But Hearn looked straight into 
 Lawler's eyes. The judge-advocate took the paper, turned it carelessly 
 over, elevated his nose with apparent indifference, leaned back in his 
 chair, glanced at it, started. 
 
 " Let me see that book," he exclaimed, as he sprang to his feet, 
 holding forth an eager hand. 
 
 " Presently, sir," answered Hearn, holding the volume behind him. 
 " Kindly put the question first." 
 
 " Don't let that book go !" whispered Miss Marshall, hastily, her 
 words addressed to Kenyon, yet meant for and heard by Hearn. Mabel 
 Lane's face was flushing with excitement. Every eye in the room was 
 intent on the scene. 
 
 "What is the question, Mr. Judge- Advocate?" sharply inquired 
 Colonel Grace. " Why do you seek to suppress it?" 
 
 " I protest against the insinuation, sir. I simply seek to protect an 
 honest man from insult. I ask the accused for a book that I may 
 satisfy myself he has reason for a question otherwise unjustifiable." 
 
 " Mr. President, I demand the question as a right !" exclaimed 
 Hearn, in tones thrilling with excitement and ringing through the court. 
 " The witness has sworn he made these entries in '83 and '84. Look, 
 gentlemen, look at this page, one and all, and compel the answer." 
 
 He sprang forward and laid the book in Grace's hand : 
 
 " Hold it to the light, sir. Look at the water-mark. I demand 
 an answer to my question."
 
 824 ^ ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 Trembling with emotion, his blue eyes ablaze, his fingers working 
 nervously, the young soldier towered above the heads of the court. 
 Every breath in all the great room seemed hushed, though hearts beat 
 and hammered like mad. All eyes were on Grace now, as he adjusted 
 his glasses, held the page aloft, and scrutinized the paper. Then, with 
 a quick gleam in his sharp old eyes, he beckoned excitedly to Maitland, 
 pointed with his forefinger to the waving lines of the water-marks, 
 and dropped the book upon the table, his finger between the leaves, a 
 threatening frown on his brow. 
 
 " Put the question, Mr. Judge- Advocate," his stern voice was heard 
 through the room. " And you, sir, answer." 
 
 Lawler hesitated one minute, glancing dubiously around. Then, 
 as though seeing the hopelessness of resistance, he read, in accents that 
 trembled despite his efforts, these words : 
 
 " How was it possible for you to write in '83 and '84 on paper that 
 was not manufactured until two years afterward ?" 
 
 XVI. 
 
 When, half an hour later, Colonel Lawler announced that, in view 
 of circumstances to which the court appeared to attach so much signifi- 
 cance, he would rest the case for the prosecution, he had, despite every 
 effort, and the professional bravado assumed for such occasions, all the 
 air of a whipped man. For half a minute after hearing that stunning 
 question Mr. Schonberg had sat glaring at the judge-advocate, his eyes 
 protruding, his mouth wide open, his face ghastly white. Then he 
 mopped his forehead, recalled to himself by Grace's sharp tones, as the 
 president again demanded answer, and faltered out, 
 
 " I ton't understand the question." 
 
 " You are called upon to explain to this court how it was possible 
 for you to have made those entries in '83 and '84, as you have solemnly 
 sworn you did, when the paper itself was not made until 1886," 
 thundered Grace ; " and the court is waiting for your answer." 
 
 "The paper vasn't made until 1886?" faltered Schonberg. 
 
 " No, sir !" fairly shouted the wrathful old soldier in the president's 
 chair. " No, sir ! You failed to study the water-marks. Here it is 
 repeated on a score of these leaves: 'Sconset Valley Mills, 1886.' I 
 say, explain this if you can." 
 
 " I ton't know anything about that," muttered the Jew at last, 
 gulping down the big lump that arose in his throat. " I know when I 
 made those entries, anyhow." 
 
 But the whole roomful could see that the wretch was only lying, 
 desperately lying. The pencils of the correspondents were flying over 
 their blocks with furious speed. One excited ambassador of the press 
 had already made a lunge through the crowd for the door-way. 
 
 " Mr. Judge- Advocate," said the president, at last, " I fancy you 
 can now excuse your witness from further attendance. Stop, though. 
 Have you anything else you would wish to ask, Mr. Hearn ?" And 
 now his manner was all courtesy.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 " Not a word, sir," was the smiling answer. " I shall beg to 
 submit the list of n\y witnesses in a few moments." 
 
 People seemed to draw aside and make a wide lane for the wretched 
 Hebrew and his crest-fallen counsellor, as the latter led his unscrupu- 
 lous witness to the outer gallery, whither Lawler said he desired to 
 retire for a moment's consultation. So entire had been the confidence 
 of the mass of the people in the guilt of the officer that Schonberg's 
 shady reputation had not sufficed to warn them of the possibilities in 
 the case. But among educated and better-informed people present there 
 broke forth suddenly, after a moment's breathless silence, a ripple of 
 applause that speedily swelled into a joyous burst of hand-clapping 
 which was taken up all over the room, and for a moment, mingled with 
 angry hisses on the part of a few pronounced socialists in the throng, 
 who were furious at the sudden turn in favor of the hated official class, 
 the clamor was unchecked. Stern as he was, old Grace could not deny 
 the audience the right of such a reaction. Then he rapped for order. 
 
 " You are not ready, I presume, to proceed with your defence ?" 
 said Lawler, a moment after, as he re-entered the room and glanced 
 nervously around. All his airy, confident manner was gone. He 
 looked almost dazed. 
 
 " Certainly," was the prompt reply. " Have the goodness to call 
 in Private Welsh." 
 
 " May it please the court," said Lawler, " I submit that the accused 
 should furnish the list of witnesses he desires to summon, in order that 
 it may be determined for what purpose they are called, and whether 
 the expense will be justified," said Lawler, in response. " And as for 
 Welsh, I maintain that that unfortunate trooper has already suffered 
 too much at the hands of the accused to warrant his being subjected to 
 further ignominy, as he would be if the court allowed such treatment 
 as was accorded my last witness." 
 
 " If he is at all like your last witness, Colonel Lawler, ignominy 
 will not inaptly express the idea," was Grace's sarcastic response; 
 whereat " an audible grin" spread over the room. 
 
 " Do you wish to summon witnesses from abroad, Mr. Hearn ?" 
 
 " Not one, sir. Every man I need will be at the post by one 
 o'clock this afternoon ; and, except Welsh, who is understood to be 
 under the especial charge of the judge-advocate and amenable to orders 
 from nobody else, I will not trouble the court to call on anybody : the 
 others will be glad to come." 
 
 Lawler shook his head and looked dissatisfied. If he could only 
 know the men whom the defence was introducing and could find out 
 what they meant to testify, it might be still in his power to avert at least 
 public catastrophe. Shrewd enough to see the evident antagonism he 
 had created, and knowing that matters were going topsy-turvy at the 
 moment, he bethought him of a ruse by which he could get rid of the 
 crowd : 
 
 " I beg the indulgence of the court. I have allowed the case for 
 the prosecution to rest rather than infringe longer on time that is so 
 valuable, but I find myself unable to proceed at this moment, and I 
 beg that you take a recess until two P.M."
 
 826 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 The court demurred. It was utterly adverse to a recess. Hearn's 
 witnesses were all ready to proceed, four or five, fit least. 
 
 " What is the need ?" asked Thorp and Maitland, neither of whom 
 felt like giving Lawler an inch of leeway. But courtesy to the staff- 
 officer of the division commander prevailed. 
 
 It was barely eleven o'clock when the throng came pouring forth 
 from the court-room, and Lawler hoped that, rather than wait three 
 hours, the mass of the people would depart. But his hopes were vain. 
 If anything, the number seemed augmented. The noon train brought 
 a couple of car-loads from the eastward towns. It also brought a 
 sergeant and private of infantry escorting a dilapidated-looking party 
 in shabby civilian dress whom old Kenyon, the adjutant, and a file of 
 the post-guard were at the station to meet. The stranger was bundled 
 into an ambulance and trotted up to the guard-house, into which he 
 slouched with hanging head and an air of general dejection ; and while 
 the men were at their soldier dinner Kenyon was busily interviewing 
 his tough-looking prisoner, a squad of excited newspaper men, mean- 
 time, kicking their heels outside and raging at the military assumption 
 which gave the post commander precedence over the press. The word 
 had gone out all over the crowded garrison that the escaped prisoner 
 Goss was recaptured, and the commanding officer's orderly had been 
 rushed with a note to the provost-sergeant. 
 
 " You bet he'll not get away," muttered this veteran of Brodie's 
 company, as he glanced along the lively mess-room, where the big 
 bowls of bean soup were being emptied by rare soldier appetites. 
 " You bet he don't, unless he can carry a cart-load of lead in him." 
 
 Twenty minutes after, Corporal Greene of the guard came to the 
 door-way and sung out, 
 
 "Say, fellers, who do you think's captured and brought back? 
 Trooper Goss, begad, the bosom friend of the patriotic Welsh." 
 
 And Welsh dropped his spoon and his eyes and turned a dirty 
 yellow. He essayed presently to quit the table, but the old sergeant 
 bent .over him : 
 
 "Finish yer dinner, me buck. Don't let eagerness to see yer 
 friend spoil yer appetite. You can't see him, anyway, till he has 
 given his testimony before the court ; and they'll want you, too, Welsh, 
 me jewel, and I'm charged not to lose you, d'ye mind that, Welsh ? 
 and I never lose anything but an occasional slice of me temper. Ate 
 yer dinner, like the high-spirited American ye are, now." But Welsh's 
 appetite was gone. 
 
 The court-room was crowded to suffocation that afternoon when, 
 sharp at two o'clock, Colonel Grace rapped for order : 
 
 " I suppose you are ready now, Colonel Lawler? Call in the first 
 witness." 
 
 Lawler looked resigned, even martyred. The court had come back 
 from luncheon at the Lanes' in high'spirits. The ladies again sat close 
 to Hearn's table. Private Goss, with untrimmed beard and an air of 
 general dilapidation, was sworn by the judge-advocate, gave his name, 
 rank, regiment, etc., and responded, in answer to Lawler's question, that 
 he did know the accused very well.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 827 
 
 " What do you want to ask the witness ?" said Lawler, in a tone 
 as much as to say, What could you ask that would be of any earthly 
 account ? 
 
 " State where and how long you have known Private Welsh, C 
 troop, Eleventh Cavalry," were the words on the pencilled slip, and 
 Lawler read them grudgingly. 
 
 " I've known him six or eight years. Knew him when he enlisted 
 in the Twenty-Third, where he went by the name of Webster. Served 
 with him at Fort Wayne until he got a ' bobtail' discharge, and when 
 I got mine I went to his home in Ohio and hunted him up. He owed 
 me money, but he was no good, couldn't pay it. His people wouldn't 
 do anything more for him. He was Mrs. Blauvelt's nephew, but she 
 had about got tired of trying to support him, so we came away and 
 enlisted again, in the cavalry service this time, and then he got things 
 fixed to go into Blauvelt's troop for both of us." 
 
 "What was your reason for deserting here while awaiting trial?" 
 was the next question. 
 
 " Well, both Welsh and Schonberg told me I was bound to be con- 
 victed. Everything pointed to my being Corporal Brent's slugger, 
 though I swear to God I never left the barracks that night. They 
 said if I didn't get away before the court tried me I might get several 
 years in State's prison at hard labor, and worse still if he didn't recover. 
 Welsh and Schonberg both said that there was no show for me, the 
 evidence was so clear, even to the red pepper in the pockets. Some 
 scoundrel put it there, and wore my things, too. Welsh got put into 
 the guard-room, purposely, opposite my cell, and threw a stone with a 
 string through the grating, and I hauled on it and got a letter from 
 him and Schonberg telling me how to escape. There were saws and 
 tallow in the package I drew in, and Schonberg was down in the 
 bottom with a buggy after I got out, and he drove me nearly all night 
 around by way of Barclay to the other road, and sent me by rail to 
 Omaha, where he promised that plenty of money would come to me ; but 
 no money came at all, and I was recognized and arrested by the police." 
 
 " Had you any idea that there were other reasons for getting you to 
 desert than the one given ?" 
 
 Lawler bounced up and objected to both question and answer ; but 
 both were ordered recorded. 
 
 " I hadn't then," was the sullen reply : " I'm not so sure now. 
 That Jew got me to go because I accused him of being a receiver of 
 stolen property. It was him Welsh gave the papers he took from the 
 lieutenant's desk in Captain Blauvelt's quarters. I went there with 
 him one night after taps when the lieutenant was officer of the guard, 
 and Schonberg gave Welsh ten dollars and me five to keep mum. After 
 that Welsh began to run with Schonberg entirely and turn against me, 
 and it was through him that I was always getting into trouble." 
 
 In vain Lawler propounded questions tending to show his witness, 
 thus assailed, in a better light ; but the more he examined the more 
 damaging was Goss's testimony. At last the witness slouched out 
 under escort of a sentinel. 
 
 But a greater sensation still was awaiting the patient listeners in
 
 828 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the court-room. The next man to enter, leaning heavily on the arm 
 of the hospital steward, and accompanied by Dr. Ingersoll, was Corporal 
 Brent, looking white and feeble, but very calm and self-possessed. 
 
 " Give your full name, rank, and regiment," said the judge-advocate, 
 without looking up. 
 
 "The name under which I enlisted is Malcolm Brent, corporal 
 Company C, th Infantry." 
 
 " The court will note, I trust, the singular character of the witnesses 
 introduced by the accused," said Lawler, promptly. " The last, by his 
 own admission, is a thief and a deserter whom Welsh very properly 
 essayed to cut loose from on discovering his real character; and now 
 we have a second who plainly intimates that the name he gives is not 
 his own." 
 
 " It is the one by which he is known to military law all the same, 
 Colonel Lawler. Please to proceed," said Colonel Grace, testily. 
 
 " You know the accused, I presume, or he would not have called 
 upon you ?" was Lawler's snapping query of the witness. 
 
 " Only as a soldier knows an officer whom he has every reason to 
 respect. I have never exchanged a word with the gentleman, but I 
 recognize him as Lieutenant Hearn, of the Eleventh Cavalry." 
 
 Again there was a ripple of applause in the crowded court, which 
 brought Lawler, angry and protesting, to his feet. Silence restored, 
 he presently read aloud the next question from a slip handed him by 
 Mr. Hearn, which he slowly pasted on the sheet before him : 
 
 " What do you know with regard to the amounts charged against 
 the accused on the books presented before this court and alleged to be 
 unpaid ?" 
 
 " I know that they were paid long ago. I heard the story of the 
 whole transaction from the lips of Captain Rawlins himself." 
 
 " Hearsay evidence," promptly interrupted the judge- advocate, 
 rapping on the table. 
 
 " But Schonberg's written acknowledgment and this letter of Captain 
 Rawlins will not be so considered," answered the witness, respectfully, 
 and, bending forward, he placed on the judge-advocate's table a little 
 package of papers. The court-room was hushed. Even the pencils of 
 the correspondents were arrested. Every eye in al| the throng was on 
 the pale face of the young corporal. Members of the court had whirled 
 around in their chairs, so as to look full upon the new witness. Old 
 Kenyon, with lifted spectacles, brimming over with eagerness and ex- 
 citement, was fidgeting on his chair. Pretty Mrs. Lane, all smiles, was 
 keeping her fan in lively yet noiseless play. Georgia Marshall's heavily- 
 fringed lids were drooping over her downcast eyes ; but the soft, summer 
 fabric of her dress rose and fell upon her bosom like the billows of an 
 unquiet sea. She was seated where every word of the witness could 
 reach her ears, but no longer so near the little table where sat the calm 
 young soldier whose trial had nearly reached an end. There was no 
 longer need of counsel for the accused ; yet his eyes, time and again, 
 glanced yearningly at her. 
 
 Lawler was the first to speak. He dandled the papers contemptu- 
 ously as he glanced them over :
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. g9 
 
 "These are of no earthly account, mere forgeries, possibly. One 
 only purports to be a duplicate, anyhow." 
 
 "Duplicate of what, sir? The court will be glad to look at those 
 papers when you are through with them," said Colonel Grace. 
 
 " I object to their introduction as evidence, in any event, and pro- 
 test against their admission here. What possible business can a corporal 
 of infantry be having with the private papers of a deceased officer, any- 
 way ? Where did you know the late Captain Rawlius, even supposing 
 that he did write that letter?" 
 
 " Any question on that score the court may choose to ask I will 
 answer," was the reply, with quiet self-possession. " But I can swear 
 to the genuineness of both papers." 
 
 Captain Thorp had already possessed himself of the duplicate 
 receipt, and, after a brief glance, tossed it over to the opposite member. 
 
 " Schonberg, without a doubt," he whispered. 
 
 Meantime, old Grace had received and was conning over the other, 
 which he suddenly lowered and looked in amaze at the calm face of the 
 witness, then handed it to Maitland, who read, started, and gazed too. 
 
 " I know this hand, sir. I know it as that of an old and valued 
 friend," said Maitland, with lips that quivered perceptibly. " I could 
 almost swear to its genuineness myself. It is probably one of the last 
 letters the dear old fellow ever wrote, and it is to his boy at college. 
 Here, Thorp, you read it aloud." And, though Lawler would have 
 protested, protest was useless. Thorp arose, clicking his heels together 
 as though on drill, and, in a voice that was audible all over the big 
 room, read : 
 
 " FORT GRAHAM, NEW MEXICO, June 14, 188-. 
 
 " MY DEAR MALCOLM, 
 
 "It seems hardly possible that three weeks ago I was with you 
 under the elms of the old campus, listening to college glees and seeing 
 the glad faces of your class-mates, as manly a set of young fellows as 
 it was ever my lot to meet, and now here I am again in harness under 
 a blazing sun, with arid, sandy wastes on every side, and not a leaf 
 that is not shrivelled by the fierce rays. I find the old post much as I 
 left it ; but I go over to San Carlos in a day or two on court-martial 
 duty, and so am writing my letters to-night. 
 
 " In the first place, you will be glad to know that the gold leaves 
 are in sight. If all goes well, I shall become major of the Seventh 
 and be ordered eastward within the next six months. Then I shall fit 
 out my quarters in cosey style, and as soon as Mamie has finished her 
 next year at Madame's she shall come and keep house for me and turn 
 the heads of the youngsters. Yet I do not want her to marry in the 
 army, any more than I want you to enter it. Think of it, Malcolm, 
 for twenty-five years now have I followed the standard, and if any- 
 thing were to take me away what have I to leave you and May? 
 Little or nothing. Even if you were to turn over your modest share 
 to her, as you so gayly spoke of doing, and enlisting in hopes of winning 
 a commission, she would not have more than enough to keep her from 
 want ; though so long as your aunt Eleanor lives she will never be in
 
 830 A# ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 need of a home. Ah, well, God spare me a little longer ! I so pray- 
 to live to see you both happily settled before I am called hence. 
 
 " After our talk I cannot but hope that you will see how little there 
 is to look forward to in the career of a soldier in our service, in peace 
 times, of course. But if the longing prove too great I will not stand 
 in your way. The life has its attractions. You will never have 
 stancher or truer friends than those who wear the blue. But it has its 
 trials and perils outside of those encountered in the field. I told you 
 of the case of young Mr. Hearn, as fine a soldier as there is in the 
 regiment to-day, yet he was well-nigh ruined through having fallen 
 into the hands of the Jews when young and inexperienced. Wasn't it 
 luck that I should have known of the previous rascality of that clerk, 
 and so was able to make him come to terms? Here is his duplicate 
 receipt in full, filed carefully away among my papers. It was the 
 means of saving a capital officer, too. 
 
 "Your letters bring constant joy to me, my son. If it had but 
 pleased God to spare your dear mother, I know well how proud and 
 happy a woman she would have been in her great boy and bonny 
 daughter; but His will be done. I may not write again before leaving 
 for San Carlos, but my blessing goes with every line of this. There is 
 such comfort in the frankness with which you told me of those college 
 debts. Trust me fully ; confide in me in any trouble, my son ; no man 
 can ever be more devotedly your friend than I, your father. The 
 draft I sent will doubtless have removed all care and anxiety and left 
 you a little sum to the fore. Spend it as you please, yet 'do not dull 
 thy palm with entertainment of each new-hatched, unfledged comrade.' 
 What words of wisdom spoke that fond old fool ! but he loved his boy 
 as I love mine. 
 
 " Good-night, my lad. 
 
 " This above all, to thine own self be true ; 
 And it must follow, as the night the day, 
 Thou canst not then be false to any man. 
 
 " Your father, 
 
 " R. F. RAWLINS." 
 
 For a moment after Thorp's deep voice had ceased its task, the 
 silence in the heated room was broken only by some half-stifled sigh. 
 Corporal Brent had covered his pale face with his hands. Mrs. Lane 
 was weeping silently. Hearn's eyes, swimming, were turned towards 
 Georgia Marshall, who was bending over her friend, quietly fanning 
 her. The effect of this letter was not unexpected : she had heard every 
 word before. 
 
 It was Grace who spoke at last, after no little preparatory clearing 
 of his throat : 
 
 "And have you other letters from Captain Rawlins?" 
 
 "Many, sir, but this was the last," was the almost tremulous 
 answer : " he was killed within the week that followed." 
 
 "And you are ?" 
 
 " Malcolm Brent Rawlins, his son."
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 831 
 
 XVII. 
 
 The court had finished its labors and gone. The correspondents 
 had gone, but presumably only to renewed labors. The various journals 
 throughout the Northwest that had so confidently predicted the sum- 
 mary dismissal of the offending lieutenant were now in a somewhat 
 difficult position. They had started in to prove the officer a black- 
 guard and the private a martyr ; the result was exactly the opposite, 
 and the problem was now how to get out of the pickle. To the aver- 
 age man, soldier or civilian, the consciousness of having publicly 
 wronged a fellow-being would have proved a source of distress so deep 
 that nothing short of retraction as public and apology as far-reaching 
 as the affront would satisfy the offender. But, in its Jove-like attitude 
 as censor of the morals and manners of the people, the press has no 
 such qualms of conscience. As one eminent journalist expressed it, 
 "Of course we are sorry we were misled, somewhat, but we can't take 
 back what has been said : that injures the paper." And of course as 
 between injuring the paper and injuring the man it is the man who 
 must suffer. Another gifted editor, in whose eyes no benefit was quite 
 to be compared with free advertising, expressed himself as considering 
 that " That young fellow really ought to feel very much obliged to us; 
 nine-tenths of the people might never have heard of him at all if it 
 hadn't been for this." And he spoke in all seriousness. 
 
 Of course the correspondents themselves had long since seen the 
 inevitable results, and had duly prepared their respective papers for the 
 crash. Some of these journals promptly dropped the matter at once 
 and for all, as no longer worthy of attention ; others transferred their 
 assaults from the array of lieutenants to the array of courts-martial. 
 Others still, too deeply committed to extricate themselves, threw open 
 their columns to any damaging story affecting the army which their 
 correspondents could fabricate ; and those papers which made any 
 reference to the facts elicited before the court did so in the smallest 
 type, but head-lined the item in sarcastic or explosive big capitals. 
 The Palladium, or rather its editorial head, when explaining matters 
 to a knot of men at the club, quietly justified the course of his paper 
 by saying, " We did not send Mr. Abrams there at all ; he had gone 
 to Central City on some personal business of his own, to look into 
 some property, and while there this Mr. Schonberg, a wealthy, promi- 
 nent, and, as we supposed, reputable business-man, told him about the 
 offensive manners of the officers to the people, and offered to prove 
 that they would be insulted and ostracized if they ventured to visit the 
 garrison ; and Abrams got warmed up and telegraphed to the man- 
 aging editor that he was ' on to a good thing,' and so we wired him to go 
 ahead." But a junior member of the editorial staff frankly admitted 
 that he, in common with other journalists, had for sixteen years been 
 " laying" for a chance, as he expressed it, to get in a good whack at the 
 young West-Pointer, and here they thought they had it. 
 
 Meantime, the record had gone to department head-quarters for the 
 action of the general commanding, and Lawler went with it to fight 
 the case to the last. There was not a soul at Ryan that did not know
 
 832 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 that, though the lips of the court were sealed, the finding had been 
 " not guilty" on every possible specification. All Lawler 'could hope 
 to do now was to persuade the general to pick the proceedings to pieces 
 and rasp the court in his review of the case; but even this proved 
 futile. The general, it seemed, would do nothing of the kind ; it was 
 even hinted that he rasped Lawler for the very one-sided investigation 
 that he made at the outset. 
 
 For two days following the adjournment of the court Fort Ryan 
 was fairly in a ferment. Schouberg, terrified by the jeers of his towns- 
 people to the belief that he was to be prosecuted for perjury, had slid 
 away on a night train, " gone to purchase goods in St. Louis," said 
 his unhappy spouse. Welsh, the martyr, had essayed to desert the 
 same night, and, as a cat plays with a mouse, old Kenyon had let him 
 go until the intent was made plain by his boarding the eastward-bound 
 train in civilian dress, and then had had him hauled off by two stalwart 
 infantrymen and, incidentally, by the nape of his neck, and once more 
 Welsh was remanded to his familiar haunt, the guard-house at Ryan. 
 This time a still more serious charge was hanging over his head, that 
 of assaulting a non-commissioned officer in discharge of his duty; for 
 Corporal Brent had recognized him as his assailant the instant he heard 
 his voice. So had another witness. It was Georgia Marshall who 
 turned to Kenyon the moment Welsh had finished his testimony, and 
 said, " I have heard that man speak before," and who unhesitatingly 
 declared after Goss appeared that, though by sight she could identify 
 neither man, by voice she knew that the one who had assaulted the 
 corporal of the guard that night was not Goss, but Welsh. Then 
 Welsh himself broke down. Such was the feeling against him among 
 the men, such were the threats which he could not but hear as he lay 
 in his barred cell, that he begged to be allowed to see the commanding 
 officer. He was in fear for his life, poor devil ! and indeed nothing 
 but the discipline so derided of the newspapers saved him from the 
 tarring and feathering and riding on a rail that the soldiers were wild 
 to give him. In piteous accents he implored Kenyon to have him sent 
 away, even to prison at Leavenworth. He would plead guilty to de- 
 sertion, guilty to theft, guilty to assault, guilty to anything, if the major 
 would only get him away from the terrible scowls and curses of his erst- 
 while companions. Only, if the major would but believe him, he really 
 had never struck the corporal at all ; he had hurled the pepper in his 
 eyes and run. Brent, blinded and raging, had rushed in pursuit, and 
 had struck his head against the sharp edge of the brick pillar at the 
 south end of the troop-barracks. Very possibly this was true ; for the 
 gash was deep and jagged. 
 
 And Brent was convalescing rapidly, but, between the ladies of the 
 Lane, Brodie, Cross, and Graves households, stood in danger of being 
 killed with kindness. There was just the least little spark of jealousy 
 among the women of the infantry because it was to a comparative 
 stranger that he should have revealed his identity and by her be brought 
 to the front at so supreme a moment. But it was Miss Marshall who 
 had been greatly interested in his case from the very night of his mis- 
 hap, and she and Mrs. Lane had been most kind and assiduous in their
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 833 
 
 attentions to him during his days of suffering. When he learned of the 
 charges against Lieutenant Hearn and of the outrageous falsification 
 of the Jew, Schonberg, his determination to conceal his name was at 
 last overcome, and to Miss. Marshall and to Dr. Ingersoll he told his 
 story. His father's sudden and lamentable death at the hands of the 
 Apaches had left him no alternative but to make over to his sister every 
 cent that had been hoarded up and set aside for his education, every 
 cent that was his by the old soldier's will, and then, leaving with her 
 the little box that contained the captain's papers and letters, and quit- 
 ting college, he went to New York and enlisted, choosing the infantry 
 service rather than the cavalry because his father's old friends and asso- 
 ciates were mainly in the latter, and, though he had seen none of them 
 since his boyhood days, he thought recognition not impossible, and he 
 determined to make his own way and owe nothing to any man. 
 
 " I'm glad he came to us," said old Kenyon. " I'd do pretty much 
 anything to see him in any other profession ; but, as he is bound to be 
 a soldier, I'll do all I can to place ' Candidate' alongside his name on 
 our muster-roll, and then it would be just my luck to find him com- 
 missioned in the cavalry." 
 
 But if there was excitement at Ryan, just fancy the feelings of the 
 officers and men in the Eleventh, now two hundred miles away in the 
 Indian Territory, when the letters came detailing the events of the last 
 day of that court-martial, Schonberg's exposure, Brent's unveiling, 
 Welsh's disgrace, Hearn's undoubted acquittal, Lawler put to confusion 
 and flight, and Georgia Marshall the heroine of the whole thing ! 
 
 " A Daniel come to judgment, ay, a Daniel," quoth Martin, as Lane 
 read aloud Mabel's enthusiastic description of what she termed the 
 "trial scene." " The whole regiment sends heart-felt congratulations to 
 Hearu and love to Portia," was the telegram that came flashing back to 
 Mrs. Lane. AJorris lost no time in dictating a diplomatic message to his 
 absent subaltern, expressive of his desire to welcome him back to duty 
 after so complete a vindication. But Morris felt very ill at ease, and 
 was not surprised that no answer was vouchsafed. He retired to his 
 tent, and was not seen for some hours after learning of Brent's identity. 
 
 Meantime, just when one would suppose that all was plain sailing, 
 balmy breezes, sun-kissed wavelets, etc., just when nothing should have 
 stood in the way of Mr. Hearn's rejoicing with all his heart, and just 
 when the course of his true love ought to have been smooth and sweet, the 
 very imp of perversity seemed to have suddenly developed in Georgia 
 Marshall's breast, and she who had done so much to clear his name of 
 "the clouds that lowered o'er" it, and had for two weeks been the young 
 soldier's most valued friend and ally, now most unaccountably held 
 aloof and fairly shunned his society. She met him only in a crowd. 
 She simply would not meet him alone. On one pretext or another she 
 avoided him, and poor Hearn, wounded, utterly unable to account for 
 this sudden change, utterly incapable of fathoming a woman's whim, 
 was now plunged in the depths of a distress exceeding that from which 
 he had just emerged. She had rescued him from the toils only to plunge 
 him into worse entanglement. 
 
 It was the fourth day after the adjournment of the court when Major 
 
 VOL. XLVI. 64
 
 834 AN ARMF PORTIA. 
 
 Kenyon came to Mr. Hearn's rooms with a telegram just received from 
 division head-quarters, and found that young gentleman dejectedly read- 
 ing a long letter in the handwriting of Judge Hearn, his father. Ken- 
 yon had grown to know it well. " Released from arrest, lad ! That 
 means you can go and join the regiment as soon as you like. What 
 does the judge say now?" 
 
 " Read that page," was the answer, as Hearn placed the letter in the 
 major's hand. And with knitted brows Kenyon read as follows : 
 
 " And now again I urge upon you, my son, the step I so earnestly 
 counselled in my last. Major Kenyon's telegram just received says that 
 your acquittal is assured and that your vindication is triumphant. This 
 I felt would be the case. But what reparation have you for the wrongs 
 and insults heaped upon you by the Northern press ? What proportion 
 of the people who have had you portrayed to them as a low bully, a 
 drunken brute, and a swindler will ever know the contrary? What 
 paper that has vilified you will have the decency or the courage, now 
 that it knows the truth, to make the faintest amends? Not one. 
 
 " The time has come for you now to quit at once and for all a pro- 
 fession which the people of the North so little appreciate and so per- 
 sistently decry. I am aging fast, and shall be glad to have your strong 
 arm to lean upon. A year or two in my office will fit you for the bar. 
 Meantime, you can have nearly double the income that the government 
 pays you, and when I am gone all I have, practically, will be yours. 
 Come back to us, my boy ; come to the mother, the father, and the 
 people who love you ; come home to us who know and need you : you 
 are not wanted where you are." 
 
 For some time Major Kenyon stood in silence. At last, seeing 
 that he was expected to express his opinion, he slowly spoke : 
 
 " I feared that that first letter would come, and I might have known 
 that this would follow. When will you answer?" 
 
 " Not just yet. I must think it over. Not not until after to- 
 night, anyway." 
 
 That evening Mrs. Morris insisted upon everybody's coming to her 
 house " to celebrate." The news that Hearn had been released by 
 telegraphic orders was all over the post in half an hour, and that he 
 would start to rejoin the regiment in the field was of course a foregone 
 conclusion. Only, said that all-important personage referred to gener- 
 ally as " everybody," only he will probably want to delay a little 
 while on Miss Marshall's account, for if they are not already engaged 
 it is solely her fault ; any one can see he is utterly in love with her. 
 
 Once in a while " everybody" makes a mistake. This time " every- 
 body" was practically right. No one more thoroughly than Hearn 
 himself knew how utterly he was in love with Georgia Marshall, and 
 nobody but Kenyon knew that, yielding to the plea in his father's 
 letter, Hearn might not return to the regiment at all. 
 
 It was a joyous gathering at the Morrises' ; and yet there had been 
 a singular conversation at the Lanes' before Mabel could induce her 
 friend to go at all. 
 
 " Mr. Hearn will certainly come and ask to be your escort," said 
 Mabel, the moment Mrs. Morris was gone. " How can you say no?"
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 835 
 
 " He will ask you, Mabel, as I shall not be visible, and you must 
 accept. If you will walk over there and back with Mr. Hearn, I will 
 go; otherwise I shall have a splitting headache and be confined to my 
 room." 
 
 " How utterly absurd, Portia ! Everybody expects him to escort 
 you. No other man in this post will ask you so long as he is here: it 
 is a foregone conclusion that Mr. Hearn will." 
 
 " That is why I want you to go with him. If I go it will be with 
 Major Kenyon." And then Miss Marshall took the flushed, perplexed, 
 but lovely face of her hostess between her slender hands and kissed it. 
 " Mabel, I must not go with Mr. Hearn. Some day I'll tell you why." 
 And then she ran to her room. 
 
 ^Tell me, indeed! I know too well," was the almost tearful 
 answer. " You are prouder, far prouder, than I ever was." 
 
 And so, though she gained her point for the time-being, though 
 Hearn had to offer his services to Mrs. Lane when he called and could 
 not see Miss Marshall, though Mabel went on that moody young gen- 
 tleman's arm and Miss Marshall followed with her stanch friend tne 
 major, Hearn raging with jealous pain the while, the time came 
 when she found her precaution all of no avail. Mr. Hearn was too 
 much in earnest, too deeply in love, to be longer held at bay. 
 
 "Mrs. Lane," he stammered at last, as they were walking home- 
 ward late at night, " I must speak to Miss Marshall. Surely you know 
 why. Have I not your good wishes? Will you not help me?" 
 
 How could Mabel Lane refuse? Once the gate was reached she 
 bade both men come in, though Miss Marshall would have dismissed 
 the major; and then, slipping from the parlor along the hall-way to 
 the dining-room, she left Miss Marshall to entertain her guests, while 
 with nervous hands she set forth wine, and then presently called 
 Kenyon, as though to her aid. He came instantly, and Miss Marshall 
 would have followed. But Hearn was too quick, and sprang before her 
 to the door-way. For three four minutes, nervously, incoherently, 
 Mrs. Lane strove to keep up a laughing chat with the bulky major; 
 but he, too, saw the ruse as he sipped -his wine, and neither was prac- 
 tised in the art of dissembling. Suddenly Hearn's footsteps, quick 
 and firm, were heard in the hall-way ; the front door closed with 
 sudden bang, and, without a word to his hostess, he was gone. Mrs. 
 Lane's heart sank within her. Conversation was at an end. Kenyon 
 stood for an instant in awkward silence. Then Miss Marshall's skirts 
 were heard as she fairly rushed up the stairs, and the major took him- 
 self off as quickly as a clumsy man could effect an escape. An instant 
 after, Mabel Lane stood at Georgia's door. It was closed. 
 
 " Portia," she called, in low, pleading tones, " Portia, mayn't I 
 come in ?" 
 
 For a moment, no answer at all. 
 
 " Georgia, dear, do speak to me." 
 
 At last a quick, impetuous step ; the door was thrown open. All 
 was darkness ; but as Mrs. Lane entered with outstretched arms, there 
 came a low, almost wailing voice from the bedside: 
 
 " Oh, Mabel, Mabel, how could you ?"
 
 836 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 When it was generally understood around Fort Ryan the following 
 afternoon that Mr. Hearn had taken the first train and gone after the 
 regiment early that morning, people were somewhat surprised. Along 
 toward sunset the ladies began to think it time somebody went to call 
 at the Lanes' and see why it was that neither Mrs. Lane nor Miss 
 Marshall had been abroad during the day. Incidentally, too, it might 
 be possible to find out whether congratulations were in order. Nobody 
 could account for the sudden departure of the lieutenant. Kenyon 
 knew of it, of course, but to all questions would only reply, as though 
 in surprise, 
 
 "Go? Why, of course he went! What else would you expect 
 of a man like Hearn ? He was all ready to join his regiment : why 
 shouldn't he go?" 
 
 Still, as Mr. Hearn had not said a word about going even when 
 qflestioned the night before, every woman at Ryan felt sure there was 
 some sudden reason, and equally sure that Miss Marshall, if she only 
 would, could tell it. Very probably the first callers fully expected to 
 be told that Miss Marshall was not well and begged to be excused. 
 That would have settled the matter to their entire satisfaction. But, 
 on the contrary, Miss Marshall, looking every bit as fresh and cool and 
 animated as ever, came tripping lightly down the stairs the moment 
 they were announced. She perfectly well knew that they would be 
 coming, and was fully prepared to meet them. She had heard, too, of 
 Mr. Hearn's sudden departure : a brief note had come to Mrs. Lane 
 early in the morning, over which that bonny matron had had a good 
 cry. The visitors only succeeded in finding Miss Marshall as brilliant 
 and entertaining as ever, but more provokingly inscrutable. It was 
 impossible to determine from her manner in speaking of Mr. Hearn 
 and his departure whether there was an engagement or not. 
 
 Nor was any one a whit wiser at the end of the week. " If she is 
 engaged to him," said the dames- and damsels, "she is receiving rather 
 too much attention from the major, who lets no day go by without its 
 call, and the calls are growing longer." 
 
 Mabel Lane, who had looked pale for a day or two, was blithe 
 and sunshiny as ever, so far as Ryan society could judge ; and in the 
 absence of any local sensation some people were disposed to regard 
 the situation as decidedly disheartening. No woman rests content who 
 suspects an engagement and cannot prove it. 
 
 Letters from the regiment gave no clue. Lane wrote to Mabel 
 every day, another thing that made him culpable in the eyes of lords 
 less uxorious, and she was besieged by the other wives with questions 
 as to what was going on in the field. But what he wrote her of Hearn 
 she would tell no one, not even Georgia, who never asked. 
 
 " It has been a hard ordeal for Hearn, as any one can see," wrote 
 the captain. " He has aged and changed greatly. The youngsters had 
 planned a sort of love-feast for him, but he begged them that nothing 
 of the kind be held, and he has really shunned society since rejoining.
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 837 
 
 He claims that all his time is taken up with his troop, and of course 
 we are very busy ; but there is something behind it, and I think you 
 know." 
 
 She did know, and yet could not tell. It was her penance for 
 breaking faith with Georgia. The latter had forbidden that she should 
 tell to any one the fact that Mr. Hearn had indeed offered himself and 
 had been refused. 
 
 But Lane learned it soon enough. From the moment of his return 
 to the regiment the young soldier spent most of his time, when off duty, 
 in the society of the captain, and one night in the fulness of his sorrow- 
 ing heart he told his friend of the bitter disappointment that had come 
 to him. He loved her deeply, had asked her to be his wife, and she 
 had gently, even tearfully, but positively, said no, it simply could not 
 be. He had begged her to give her reasons, and she refused. She 
 assured him of her faith, respect, and esteem, but pointed out to him 
 that in every way possible since the trial she had striven to avert the 
 declaration which she frankly confessed she could not but foresee. He 
 was forced to admit this, and could no longer press her for reasons, 
 since she had plainly discouraged his suit. Yet it was hard, very 
 hard. 
 
 Lane simply could not understand. "Is there any one else?" he 
 wrote to Mabel, and Mabel said she was sure there was not ; but she 
 was equally sure Georgia meant no. -Mabel, herself, was even more 
 perplexed than the captain, since Georgia had gently but resolutely for- 
 bidden any further mention of the subject between them. And now, 
 with the utter inconsistency of her sex, pretty Mrs. Lane was all eager- 
 ness to discover and demolish the barrier to a match which a month ago 
 she would have opposed because it seemed inevitable. 
 
 Then came a joy in which Mrs. Lane for the time-being forgot her 
 perplexities. Captain Fred obtained a seven days' leave from the regi- 
 ment and flew as straight to her arms as a circuitous railroad-route could 
 carry him. He greeted Miss Marshall as cordially as ever, but he did 
 not call her Portia as he had intended, because Mabel warned him in a 
 letter that it served to revive associations which were not all joyous. 
 " I called her Portia long before she met Mr. Hearn," was Lane's stout 
 reply ; " but if she doesn't like it, that's enough." Major Kenyon was 
 bidden to dinner the evening of his home-coming, and of course many 
 of the garrison people happened in, and so there was nothing but general 
 chat. But two evenings later, when the major was sitting in the big 
 arm-chair and discoursing on some of his favorite hobbies, he broached 
 anew the matter of Judge Hearn's letter urging his son to quit the 
 service. 
 
 " Have you never heard Hearn's answer, major?" said Lane. " He 
 read it to ine before sending it, and I thought it so good that I kept a 
 copy. Here it is." 
 
 Miss Marshall was sitting at the table under the bright lamp as 
 Lane began to read. Mabel noticed that she leaned forward, shading} 
 her eyes with her hand. 
 
 " I have thought it all over, my dear father. The offer you make 
 me is one for which I thank you with all my heart. Few men could
 
 838 A N ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 quit the service under better auspices, or return to a home more loved 
 or friends more loving; and yet I cannot. Ten years of my life, 
 perhaps the best ten, have been spent in a profession which with every 
 year presents new fields, new studies, and new requirements. I have 
 worked honestly, have won friends, and, in all modesty may say, a 
 good name. Admitting all you write of this recent attempt of the 
 papers to blacken it, my friends here tell me that it but proves the 
 strength of my record that even concerted newspaper assaults could not 
 harm me in the eyes of right-thinking people. 
 
 " I love the duties. I am deeply attached to many of my comrades. 
 I can be a very fair soldier, and might only make a very poor lawyer. 
 For these reasons I think I ought to stand where I am. But there is 
 still another reason. 
 
 " Father, when I bound myself to the United States as a cadet I 
 received at the hands of the nation a schooling such as I could get at 
 no other institution in the world, and was moulded by the nation for 
 its service. If in after-years I found myself better fitted to serve in 
 some other way, then there might be excuse for tendering a resignation. 
 But when I feel and know that I am far more soldier than I can ever 
 be anything else, it all the more convinces me that my efforts belong 
 now and for a lifetime to the nation that trained me and that I have 
 sworn to serve. 
 
 " The dear ones at home know me best, it is true. The class in 
 whose supposed interests I have been so unjustly assailed, it is also true, 
 is very different from that in which we move. But, in the broad light 
 of a soldier's duty, neither the love of the one nor the unreasoning 
 hate of the other should swerve me. The hardest knocks a soldier has 
 to bear come sometimes from the very men whom he is sworn to defend. 
 You would not have me yield because of a stinging wound or two, nor 
 would I be worthy of your name if I faltered now. It is my belief 
 that, despite apparent apathy, there is still, North or South, a place in 
 the hearts of the people for every soldier who seeks faithfully to serve 
 them, and in that faith God helping me I shall follow the old flag 
 to the end" 
 
 " By Jupiter !" said Kenyon, as he sprang to his feet and strode 
 excitedly up and down the room, " isn't that enough to make one 
 damn the liberty of the press, to think that a month ago it was holding 
 up that fine fellow for everything that was low and contemptible ! 
 Miss Marshall, if I were Why, she's gone !" 
 
 "Just stepped into the dining-room a moment," said Mrs. Lane, 
 promptly, though her eyes were brimming. " Now, isn't that Mr. 
 Hearn all over r 
 
 But Georgia Marshall had not gone into the dining-room. Mabel 
 found her over at the end of the veranda, gazing at the distant night- 
 lights across the dark and silent valley. 
 
 September came, and the Eleventh would soon be on its home- 
 ward march. Letters to the regiment made frequent mention of old 
 Kenyon's devotion to Miss Marshall, and even Hearn had to hear occa- 
 sional bits of conversation that told him that in quitting Ryan he had 
 abandoned the field to a rival. But when orders reached them there
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 839 
 
 was other news: Miss Marshall was to return to the East at once. 
 " Despite every plea," wrote Mabel, " she persists in it, and adamant 
 is no more yielding than is her determination. I am utterly heart- 
 broken, but cannot prevent it. She has been making arrangements for 
 a new position of some kind for the last six weeks, and she will leave 
 before the regiment gets back." 
 
 And when the Eleventh came marching into Ryan late in the 
 month, and a host of tanned and bearded troopers rode in behind the 
 band on its dancing grays, Georgia Marshall had vanished from the 
 scene. 
 
 Presently Kenyon took a long leave and disappeared. " Having it 
 out with his newspaper friends in Chicago," was Martin's suggestion. 
 But the next thing heard of him he had turned up in Cincinnati, and 
 Mabel knew well what that meant, and waited with bated breath. 
 For a month there came no further news, and then he was reported at 
 St. Augustine, more crabbed than ever. 
 
 " Then he, too, has been rejected," said Mabel. And she was right. 
 Kenyon did not rejoin until long after the Christmas holidays. 
 
 Old Blauvelt, by this time, had been sent before a retiring board, 
 which recommended him for permanent shelving, and he was still on 
 leave until the needed vacancy should occur. Hearn, meantime, 
 remained in command of his troop, no longer encumbered by the pres- 
 ence of Trooper Welsh, who had been formally " sent to Leavenworth." 
 Corporal Brent had won his sergeant's chevrons, and was looking for- 
 ward to examination for promotion. Everything was going blithely 
 at the post, but for the sadness that seemed to have clouded one young 
 soldiers life, and for the anxious look on Mabel Lane's face when 
 Portia was asked for, as Portia often was. " Teaching children all the 
 fall and winter was telling on her," wrote an old school-friend. And 
 when April came she was reported ill, though her own^etters made no 
 mention of it. The family would move to their country-seat in a 
 week, aiid she would be so glad, she said, to see the trees and birds 
 again. 
 
 The first of May had come. The lovely suburbs of a bustling 
 city were shrouded in the richest, freshest green. The sweet breath of 
 the early summer, laden with the perfume of lilac and honeysuckle 
 and of myriad blossoms, was sighing through the foliage of a park of 
 grand old trees and rippling the surface of a grassy lawn. Robin and 
 bluebird, oriole and crested woodpecker, flashed and flitted through the 
 sunshine, now splashing in the basin of the fountain, now chasing each 
 other in chattering glee through the slanting light and shadow. The 
 drone of beetle and hum of dragon-fly fell soothingly on the drowsy 
 ear. The little knot of Jerseys browsing in the paddock down the 
 eastward slope huddled together sleepily in a shaded corner. The 
 tennis-court was deserted, the mallets lay sprawled about the croquet- 
 ground, and a pair of Maltese kittens that had been scampering about, 
 playing hide-and-seek among the currant-bushes, seemed at last over- 
 come by the languorous spell in which all nature was hushed, and with
 
 840 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 the confidence of kittenhood proceeded to clamber into the slowly- 
 swinging hammock, hung well back in the shade, wherein was reclining 
 the one human being visible in the entire picture, a tall girl with 
 big dark eyes and a wealth of sombre braids of hair, a girl whose 
 soft cheeks were almost as thin and pale as the slender white hands 
 loosely clasping an open letter that lay in her lap. And it was this 
 that the foremost pussy, after clambering by swift springs up the path- 
 way afforded by the trailing white skirts, now impatiently pawed to 
 one side and curled herself up in its place ; there she was promptly 
 joined by her playmate. Slowly the thin white hand was lifted and 
 gently stroked the fur of the pretty, graceful creature. 
 
 " It is a holiday for us, isn't it, Fluffy kin ?" murmured the girl. 
 " The children and doggy both gone, and it's almost time for us to be 
 thinking of tea, tea all alone. There's the whistle of the sunset 
 train now." 
 
 For a moment the wooded slopes on both sides of the valley echoed 
 to the rattle of the incoming cars, the sharp hiss of steam, the distant 
 sound of voices at the little station down the winding village street, 
 arched over with rustling foliage. Then the clang of the bell, and the 
 hurrying engine again pushed northward, impatient of delay. A few 
 light carriages and pony-phaetons came driving swiftly by ; a few of 
 the occupants waved hand or handkerchief to the reclining figure in 
 the hammock, but far more passed by on the other side without a sign 
 or token, and presently silence and solitude again settled down upon 
 the shaded lawn, and the last rays of the westering sun kissed the tree- 
 tops good-night and slowly died away. 
 
 " Surely there should be another letter from Mabel to-night : this 
 one is a week old now," said Portia. But, old as it was, there seemed 
 one page which deserved re-reading, and the white hands sought and 
 found the lettefrand lifted it before her eyes : 
 
 " Mr. Hearn has been gone a week now, and we miss him sadly. 
 He had almost made his home here with us during the winter, and 
 rarely spent an evening anywhere else. His father's death seems to 
 have been very sudden, and it was a great shock. He has a month's 
 leave, with permission to apply for an extension. Georgia, Portia, 
 I could say so much, so very much, if you would only listen. If you 
 would only release me from that promise ! I was thinking but yester- 
 day how I blessed the day that my pride broke down and gave me 
 Fred and happiness. Sometimes I cannot but think that only pride 
 foolish, unwarrantable pride stands between you and a life as blessed 
 as my own." 
 
 Impatiently the letter was hurled upon the grass, and, half turning, 
 Georgia buried her wan face on her arm. Of what was she thinking? 
 Surely those were hot tears trickling through the long white fingers; 
 surely there was little evidence of stubborn pride in the abandonment 
 of that silent, lonely sorrow. All day she had been at leisure, the 
 family and children away in town, and, though neither her duties had 
 been very onerous nor the trials of her new position very great, she 
 had drooped all winter long. This was the first real day of rest ; yet, 
 with all its sweetness and sunshine, had it not been full of tears? full
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 841 
 
 of vague unrest and longing? and now even the sunshine was going, 
 and the gloaming was slowly settling down upon the valley. Far over 
 the eastern heights the silvery shield of the soft May moon was peeping 
 into view; but the fairy shafts of her gentle light could not yet pene- 
 trate the gathering gloom here in the grove where swung the hammock. 
 Still the hot tears came trickling between the white fingers, and, yield- 
 ing at last to the mournful influence of the dying day, Georgia Mar- 
 shall wept unrestrainedly, wept while great sobs shook her frame; 
 and while one fluffy kitten, disturbed in her intended nap, stretched 
 forth a furry paw and lifted up a querulous note of remonstrance, her 
 companion, suddenly dislodged from her cosey nest in Georgia's lap, 
 clawed vigorously back upon the heaving folds of the summer fabric, 
 glared around in excited search for the possible cause of such seismatic 
 disturbance, and instantly set back a pair of tiny ears, arched a furry 
 back, bristled her stiffening tail, and gave vent to spiteful challenge at 
 the fell disturber of her peace. There stood a man. 
 
 A tall young fellow, erect and powerful in build, clad in civilian 
 garb, but striding across the lawn with the swing of a trooper, halted 
 suddenly not ten feet away and lifted from his shapely head a hat 
 banded heavily with crape. The next instant he had hurled this aside, 
 stepped quickly forward, utterly ignoring pussy's hostile guise, had 
 thrown himself on one knee beside the hammock, and the drooping 
 moustache almost swept the soft, white hands as he impetuously seized 
 them. 
 
 " Georgia," he whispered. 
 
 Heavens! what a start ! In her wild consternation she recoiled from 
 his touch, striving at the same instant to sit erect. Hammocks are not 
 made for combinations so eccentric. The next instant the flimsy thing 
 had slipped from under her, and she felt herself going. Drowning 
 men catch at straws; drowning women seize the hand they would have 
 shunned. But for his sudden spring, but for prompt clasping arms, 
 she would have gone headlong to the ground on the opposite side. For 
 a minute she was held in close embrace, a confused mingling of dusky 
 braids, of throbbing femininity, of hotly-blushing, tear-wet face, of 
 cool linen lawn and clinging hammock-netting. Then her hands 
 regained their cunning, and found his broad shoulders; and she pushed 
 herself free, and then hysterical laughter came to her aid, and the 
 shaded grove rang to a peal that, if not merry, was at least irresistible, 
 and at last, as she sat there, restored to equilibrium and striving to 
 regain her whirling senses, as he stood patiently bending over her, half 
 praying that the inspired hammock might yet attempt some new freak, 
 she glanced up at him through smiles and tears and disordered bangs, 
 only to say, 
 
 " How utterly absurd !" 
 
 To which philosophical remark he vouchsafed no reply whatever. 
 
 It is a full minute before she recovers, even partially, either breath 
 or self-possession. Then she holds forth her hand, and he assists her 
 to rise. 
 
 " This is not the welcome I should give you. Shall we go to the 
 house?"
 
 842 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 But even as she asks and her eyes glance nervously, shyly, up into 
 his face, she knows he will accept no invitation that will peril this tdte- 
 ti-t&te. She sees how the lines have deepened in his frank, soldierly 
 face, and that a sadness not all of his recent bereavement lias left its 
 traces there. She would lead him from the shaded grove to the parlor, 
 where the lamps are already beginning to twinkle, but he will not budge 
 one step. He stands confronting her. 
 
 " No ! I have come solely to see you. Is there any reason why we 
 cannot stay here a moment?" And she can think of none. Oh, 
 what infamous fate that he should have found her weeping, bathed in 
 tears! 
 
 "I hardly thought to see you at all, especially after the great 
 sorrow of your father's death," she falters, her heart leaping and 
 bounding, despite her effort to be calm. 
 
 " I am taking mother North," he answers, simply. " It was a 
 cruel blow to her and a hard one to me. It was all over before I could 
 get home. Mother will spend the summer with her sister on the St. 
 Lawrence, but she has to rest in Cincinnati until to-morrow night. I 
 left her with old friends this afternoon and came out here to find you. 
 I must go back this evening. And, now, have you no word of wel- 
 come for me ? Did you not know that I would come, loving you as I 
 do?" 
 
 What answer can she make ? Her head is drooping low ; her 
 hands are clasped together, her bosom heaving, her breath fluttering 
 away ; and yet how wild a joy, how exquisite a hope, is throbbing in 
 her heart of hearts ! 
 
 " Georgia," he speaks impulsively, his deep voice trembling, " you 
 made me accept your answer then and bear my bitter disappointment 
 without a word ; but I have borne it too long now. Had you been at 
 the other end of the world I must have followed you, for the longing 
 to see your dear face, to hear your voice, to look into your glorious 
 eyes, has overmastered me time and again. I had to come, and now I 
 will hear what it is that stands between us. God knows my love and 
 honor have been yours a long, long year. God knows there can be no 
 content or joy for me if your answer be final. You have bound my 
 life in yours. You won my whole heart, my deepest gratitude. No, 
 you cannot check me by impatient gesture now : you must hear. You 
 told me there was no other man. Is that true?" 
 
 " Perfectly," she answers, proudly. 
 
 "And yet you would not listen to me. You would not be my 
 wife." 
 
 " You forget, it was just after the trial. You seemed to think you 
 owed me such a world of gratitude; and do not men sometimes mis- 
 take gratitude for love?" 
 
 " Oh, heaven !" he interrupts her impetuously, his hands out- 
 stretched. " You do not mean you doubted me, Georgia ? If that 
 were your reason, is it not banished now? Look look up into my 
 eyes, my darling, and tell me, if you dare, that it is gratitude, not 
 deep and fervent love, I offer you. Nay, you shall see." And, before 
 she can retreat, his strong, trembling hands have seized her drooping
 
 AN ARMY PORTIA. 
 
 head, and between them her face, with its dark, lustrous, swimming 
 eyes, with cheeks still tear-wet, yet burning with blushes chasing each 
 other to her very brows, her soft red lips quivering and trembling at 
 the dimpled corners, all all now lifted to his worshipping gaze ; and 
 she can repel no longer. One swift glance, and, if ever vestige of 
 doubt remained, it vanished then and there. No woman on earth could 
 have looked into his eyes and denied the love that burned within them, 
 all her own, all her own. 
 
 " Speak to me, Georgia. Do you believe me now ?" 
 
 " Yes," she whispers, and her face would have hidden itself but for 
 those strong hands again. 
 
 4< And you have no love to give in return ?" 
 
 A little silvery beam is peeping through the foliage now. The 
 kittens, forgotten, are rolling over each other in mad frolic at their 
 very feet. The last chirp of drowsing bird has died away. The 
 silence of the sweet summer night has fallen on all surrounding nature, 
 yet he can hardly hear her whisper, 
 
 " You never asked it until now." 
 
 " But it is mine, really ? Georgia, tell me," he implores. 
 
 " It has been all yours ever since the night I heard your letter, 
 ever since you wrote that you would follow the old flag to the end." 
 
 THE END.
 
 g44 UNCROWNED. 
 
 UNCROWNED. 
 
 INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF FITZJAMES O'BRIEN. 
 JAKUARY 23, 1887. 
 
 [FitzJames O'Brien was the leader of the Bohemian circle in New York in the years im- 
 mediately preceding the war. He was hurt to death in a skirmish fighting for his adopted 
 country. In his volume "The Diamond Lens and other Tales" (Harpers) is given his story 
 of "The Lost Room." In that story O'Brien claims descent from a chief to whom St. Kieran 
 had prophesied, according to the " Annals of the Four Masters," that he and his descendants 
 should rule over the Ithian race forever.] 
 
 WHILE the round sun forgets its noonday glare, 
 And following after clouds the evening comes, 
 And sounds of city feet more fleetly fare 
 
 To some kind haven, in the town of homes, 
 I stop to look along these shabby walls, 
 
 And almost naked floor, I claim as mine. 
 No priceless hanging to the wainscot falls, 
 
 No marvels painted out of oil divine 
 Look at this sad, worn, weary face with love. 
 
 Only a rug or twain lies here or there, 
 And from its case peeps out a boxing-glove. 
 
 I see the long black easel's horns still wear ' 
 My colors, black and gold. Above the bed 
 
 Dusk Cleopatra foils the folded snake 
 That drives across her golden thigh its head, 
 
 And the strange love-dreams in her eyes awake ; 
 And on the other wall Lucretia, slim, 
 
 Beautiful, bare except of gauzy veil, 
 That cannot hide the shapely breast and limb 
 
 And those wild eyes that time should not assail. 
 
 A ruined castle by an Irish sea. 
 
 I hear sad Cleena * calling for her king : 
 A beggar holds a pen afar from thee ; 
 
 Never for him your white-capped waves shall sing. 
 Under the pent rock Loki turns his face, 
 
 Avoiding as he may the serpent's slime; 
 Naked and chained upon a wave- washed place, 
 
 He suffers doom for his immortal crime. 
 The serpent's fangs perpetual venom drop ; 
 
 Cold on the rugged rock he clanks his chain, 
 But Sigyn holds before his face the cup, 
 
 To save his temples from the dropping pain. 
 Forever does the serpent's venom fail, 
 
 And ever the white waves sweep over them, 
 
 * The south Irish coast.
 
 UNCRO WNED. 45 
 
 Saved by the woman, till the ended tale, 
 
 And Fenrir's pack the hosts of heaven hem. 
 
 Shakespeare and Morris and the bard of love,* 
 
 These evermore are with me till the end, 
 And that strange revelation from above f 
 
 Look from their places to their favored friend. 
 This is the sum. I served thrice seven years, 
 
 Thrice seven years I served the Queen of Song. 
 Never mine eyes complained with chiding tears, 
 
 Nor raised my voice in question of her wrong. 
 No Esau drove me forth to fare afar, 
 
 Nor did I bargain for fat herds or gold, 
 Nor did I ask for those kind loves that are 
 
 Held in her hand, to give or to withhold. 
 But carelessly I cast my claim away, 
 
 And made myself her slave without a fee, 
 And all my thought I fashioned in her way, 
 
 And every hope was bent with her to be. 
 
 Scant is her favor, but I serve her still ; 
 
 The measure of my toil is incomplete ; 
 She drapes these bare walls at her fickle will, 
 
 To fill me with her presence over-sweet. 
 Ah ! mighty mother, I have drunk thy milk ; 
 
 I cannot turn me from thy service now. 
 A priest forever, robed in rag or silk, 
 
 According to Melchisedec, my vow 
 Calls me to worship on the bended knee, 
 
 And such Gregorian chanted melodies 
 Should rise upon a western slope to thee, 
 
 As once, more virile, by the Grecian seas, 
 Saner and worthier than these weaker words, 
 
 And fuller of the pictured thought of gods 
 Who dwelt 'mid trees, and watched the moving herds, 
 
 And saw those nymphs divine on Delian sods, 
 Who loved, ah me ! who loved in greater wise, 
 
 With stronger bodies, in a fairer clime, 
 Beneath the beauty of Idalian skies 
 
 And in the green beginning of a time. 
 
 Futile belike my toil, my theme, my song, 
 
 Wasted my effort, incomplete my tori, 
 And in the turf cast with a larger throng, 
 
 My works and I shall be Time's common spoil. 
 But on these western ways my days endure, 
 
 And from yon castle ruined by the sea 
 The spirit warders of a life secure 
 
 Call o'er the white waves, calling faithfully : 
 
 * Ovid. f Holy Bible.
 
 846 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 
 
 " Cease not, O kinsman, till the toil be done ; 
 
 Saint Kieran gave us rule for evermore ; 
 Our names are now unknown beneath the sun ; 
 
 A barren sceptre in our hands we bore ; 
 But you, you have not asked for land, or power, 
 
 Or gold, or much of love or anything, 
 And thus you gain the guerdon from this hour 
 
 That you, not we, henceforward shall be king." 
 
 Daniel L. Dawson. 
 
 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 
 
 FT1HE McKinley Tariff Law of 1890 has been in operation for a 
 _L few weeks, and its details are becoming familiar to the business 
 public. The remainder of the community, however, do not know it 
 so well, although possibly the word " tariff" and its discussion have by 
 long iteration become to them a trifle tiresome. As the law affects all 
 in greater or less degree, the task may be undertaken, though at the 
 risk of prolixity, of considering some of its phases and principles. The 
 new tariff has in important ways changed the business relations of the 
 people of the United States both among themselves and with their 
 neighbors. The new tariff bill was in process of formation for nearly 
 three years. At President Cleveland's suggestion, the last Congress in 
 1888 considered the "Mills bill," which failed to pass, but which was 
 radically amended in the Senate. This " Senate Tariff bill" of 1888 
 was to a great extent the basis of the " McKinley bill" of 1890 in its 
 final form of passage. During this long period of incubation the 
 tariff has been discussed threadbare, but few matters of American 
 origin since the civil war have created greater sensation all around 
 the world. Whether for good or for evil, however, this law based on 
 protectionist principles is the system of political economy adopted for 
 the United States, which will continue several years to come, in all 
 probability. Its theory of enactment is that the American Congress 
 should legislate for the benefit of its own people rather than for those 
 of other nations, its protectionist principles being in unison with those 
 adopted by the two strongest powers of Europe, Germany and France, 
 but in opposition to the system of political economy prevailing in 
 Great Britain. 
 
 In considering all tariffs it is difficult to divorce the self-interest 
 of the critic from the.character of his criticism. The sporting young 
 man, for instance, who wants a fine English breech-loading shot-gun, 
 finds its cost now six dollars higher than under the old taring that being 
 the amount of additional duty, and he probably denounces the new law 
 accordingly. But how beneficent must the new tariff appear to those 
 engaged in making fine American shot-guns, when it allows six dollars 
 more for every gun in competition, which can be divided between the 
 manufacturer and the workpeople ! This principle was the key-note 
 in framing the new tariff, its revision of the import duties being
 
 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 847 
 
 made by the friends and not by the foes of the protective system. The 
 method of fortifying domestic manufactures by arranging the new 
 duties according to the ideas of those interested in the manufactures 
 pervades the entire law. There was little difficulty in fixing the rates 
 of duty, excepting where conflicts arose among the protected interests 
 themselves, chiefly upon the vexed question, " What is a raw material?" 
 Articles which are the product of one interest often become the raw 
 material of another. Thus, iron-ore is an important product mined by 
 influential interests in the United States that comes into close competi- 
 tion with the foreign Cuban and Spanish ores. But iron-ores and their 
 immediate product, pig-iron, are the raw materials of the myriad 
 manufactures of iron and steel. Similarly, wools are a product of a 
 numerous agricultural population, and at the same time the basis of 
 carpet and woollen manufactures employing enormous capital. I do 
 not propose discussing in this place the interesting questions of " free 
 iron-ore" or" free wool," further than to use them as types of the main 
 difficulty in framing a protective tariff. The adjustment of the claims 
 of these and kindred interests demanding protection for quasi raw 
 materials could not be made satisfactorily to them without increasing 
 the cost and consequently the necessary protection of their manufactured 
 products. 
 
 All tariff literature, to those not directly interested, is necessarily 
 dry and at times rather hard reading. But possibly the wide-spread 
 interest in the subject may somewhat relieve its tediousness. When 
 the iron-ore discussion was going on, I asked the president of a leading 
 trunk-line railway that is a large transporter of home and foreign 
 ores, which would be best for his traffic, tree ore or dutiable ore. He 
 replied that it was immaterial, that the mills would take just as much 
 ore either way, and it would simply mean a longer haul for the cheaj>er 
 ore. If there was no duty, the foreign ores would go further from the 
 seaboard into the interior, until the freight-rates overcame the difference 
 in cost. The manager of a seaboard Bessemer steel mill wanted free 
 ore, and said that if he had it he could send American rails to England 
 and sell them at a profit. Mr. Carnegie, the great Pittsburg manu- 
 facturer, was indifferent, for his rail-mills were in the interior. Thus 
 the questions of location, freighting, and other matters all came in to 
 influence the adjustment of duties, so that after mature consideration 
 the tariff as finally passed increased various duties and reduced others, 
 but the greater part were continual the same as they had been under 
 the previous law. In some cases completely new classifications are 
 made, the old methods having become inappropriate through changed 
 relations of manufacture or the shrewd evasive tactics of importers. 
 The question of protection, however, mainly governed the whole 
 adjustment. Where more protection was demanded, the duties were 
 raised, as in the above-quoted case of the guns. Under the old law all 
 breech-loading shot-guns and revolving pistols paid a duty of ihirty- 
 five per cent, upon their value when imported ; but the nnw law, in 
 addition to the thirty-five per cent, levies from one to six dollars ujion 
 each breech-loading gun, and from forty cents to one dollar u|K>n each 
 pistol, according to its value. If the gun is valued at over twelve
 
 848 
 
 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 
 
 dollars it pays six dollars and also thirty-five per cent, duty, a protec- 
 tion nearly doubling its cost, yet giving American makers the chance 
 in all grades to maintain their reputation as the manufacturers of the 
 best fire-arms in the world, which requires paying higher wages than 
 are paid abroad. A similar course is pursued with pocket-knives : to 
 the former duty of fifty per cent, is now added a special rate vary- 
 ing from twelve cents to two dollars on each dozen knives imported. 
 These are instances of advanced duties ; but, on the other hand, where 
 improved methods of manufacture have cheapened articles, the duties 
 have been reduced. A conspicuous instance of this is given in railway- 
 rails and splice-bars, which had steadily declined in price under the 
 improved Bessemer processes for several years. The rails now pay 
 one-tenth to two-tenths of a cent less and the splice-bars one-fourth of 
 a cent less duty, per pound than under the old tariff, the new duties 
 being respectively six-tenths of a cent on the rails and one cent on 
 the splice-bars per pound. These reductions appear to be but small 
 fractions, but in articles of such enormous manufacture and use the 
 aggregate saving in duties becomes a large amount. 
 
 Much is always said in tariff discussion about the " welfare of the 
 farmer." One party always predicts his ruin by certain legislation, 
 while both sides profess their anxiety to take good care of his true in- 
 terests. The two tariff contests that were waged the longest, and in fact 
 were not settled until the final vote was taken on the tariff, about sugar 
 and binding-twine, arose mainly from conflicting views of the attitude 
 of the farming interest. The new tariff has not neglected the farmer, 
 but has protected him by largely increasing the duties on agricultural 
 products, much to the dismay of our Canadian neighbors, who devoted 
 their best energies during September and the first week of October to 
 hurrying barley and eggs, peas and potatoes, over the border, and filled 
 the Lake ports with vessel-loads of cereals. The following list shows 
 some of the increased agricultural duties : 
 
 OLD DUTY. 
 20 cents. 
 10 " 
 10 " 
 10 " 
 20 " 
 10 per cent. 
 15 cents. 
 10 per cent. 
 20 cents. 
 10 per cent. 
 Free. 
 
 1 cent 
 8 cents. 
 4 " 
 
 4 " 
 
 2 " 
 Free. 
 
 10 per cent. 
 10 " " 
 $2. 
 Free. 
 
 ARTICLES. NEW DUTY. 
 
 Wheat, per bushel 
 
 
 
 
 25 cents. 
 
 Indian corn, " 
 
 
 
 
 15 " 
 
 Oats, 
 
 
 
 
 15 " 
 
 Barley, 
 
 
 
 
 30 " 
 
 Malt, 
 
 
 
 
 45 " 
 
 Onions, " 
 
 
 
 
 40 " 
 
 Potatoes, " 
 
 
 
 
 25 " 
 
 Peas, 
 
 
 
 
 40 " 
 
 Flaxseed, " 
 
 
 
 
 30 " 
 
 Beans, 
 
 
 
 
 40 " 
 
 Apples, " 
 
 
 
 
 25 " 
 
 Plums and prunes, per Ib. 
 
 
 2 " 
 
 Hops, 
 
 
 15 " 
 
 Butter, 
 
 
 6 " 
 
 Cheese, 
 
 
 6 " 
 
 Bacon and bams, " 
 
 
 6 " 
 
 Egga, per dozen . . 
 
 
 6 " 
 
 Cabbages, each . . 
 
 
 3 " 
 
 Broom corn, per ton . 
 
 
 $8. 
 
 
 Straw , 30 per cent.
 
 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 849 
 
 This list shows a general advance in almost the whole range of 
 farm-products. Macaroni and vermicelli, formerly admitted free, are 
 now in competition with American breadsttiffs and pay two cents per 
 pound duty. Almost the only agricultural industry not given addi- 
 tional protection is the raising of peanuts, and our brethren of Virginia 
 and the Carolinas must be content with the old duty of one cent per 
 pound to keep out African competition. But if the enterprising Afri- 
 can shells his peanuts before exporting them, they must pay a half-cent 
 more duty now, this being regarded as a necessary additional protection 
 for the almost universal American pastime of shelling peanuts. A 
 surprising feature of this agricultural portion of the tariff is that, while 
 cabbages are protected so highly, sauer-kraut is on the free list, along 
 with sausage-skins, manna, and manuscripts. The teazle, however, is 
 protected to the amount of thirty per cent., having formerly been free. 
 Some venerable Senators objected to this duty, possibly not knowing 
 what the teazle is, but when they learnt that it was grown chiefly in 
 Holland and France, and might also be grown here, they yielded to the 
 universality of the protectionist principle. This useful little plant, whose 
 ripened flower enables the fuller to raise the nap on cloth, will hereafter 
 be a valued American product. The sugar duties were reduced to suit 
 the consumers, who are largely agricultural, but the beet-sugar interest 
 gave a vigorous kick in the final proceedings, this having become a 
 valuable product of the Western farm. Probably the most interesting 
 contest, however, was that about binding-twine. This cordage is used 
 in great quantities in harvesting by the improved modern machinery 
 of the farm ; and it is an important article among the American manu- 
 factures of cordage. Formerly manilla twine paid two and a half cents 
 per pound. In the various stages of the bill different rates were at- 
 tached to it, constantly decreasing as the Western farming interest 
 attacked with vigor, and at one time it was made free by the Senate. 
 There was much controversy about it, and the final conference upon the 
 bill was delayed by the dispute. Ultimately the duty was fixed at 
 seven-tenths of one cent per pound, somewhat more than one-fourth the 
 previous rate. In fact, the duties on all cordage made of manilla and 
 sisal grass are reduced from two and a half cents to one and a half 
 cents per pound, and, in compensation to the American manufacturer, 
 the manilla and sisal grass, which p;iid twenty-five dollars per ton for 
 the former and fifteen dollars for the latter, now come in free of duty. 
 
 The schedule of metal duties is among the most important of the 
 new tariff. Here at the outset the adjusters were confronted by the 
 necessity of protecting the raw materials. Besides maintaining the old 
 duty of seventy-five cents per ton upon iron-ores, they also continued 
 the same rate of seventy-five cents upon bituminous coal, and the former 
 duty of three-tenths of one cent per pound upon pig-iron. But, recog- 
 nizing the fact that pig-iron manufacture and indeed all iron and steel 
 processes have been cheapened, they made a general scaling down of 
 duties upon iron and steel products, amounting to one-tenth of one cent 
 per pound and sometimes more, while new classifications are arranged 
 in several cases. As heretofore mentioned, the ores were recognized 
 as an American product needing protection. They come from several 
 VOL. XLVI. 65
 
 850 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 
 
 States, but the greatest American output is by the Gogebic range in the 
 Lake Superior region, now the largest producer of iron-ores in the 
 world, the whole district being expected to send out nine millions of tons 
 this year. To reach the markets requires a long line of transportation 
 by lake and rail, and in close competition at the seaboard come the for- 
 eign ores. Owing to the vast iron-manufacture at present in the United 
 States, both the home and foreign ore-producers are favored with a good 
 business, and in October immediately following the new tariff coming 
 into force the freights on Mediterranean ores, owing to the demand 
 for chartering vessels, advanced to twelve shillings per ton. The re- 
 duced duties on iron manufactures, generally one-tenth of one cent per 
 pound, apply to round iron, sheet iron, hoops, pipes, and various other 
 forms, on which the new duties vary from nine-tenths of one cent to 
 one and four-tenths cents per pound. In some cases the reduction is 
 greater, as in beams, girders, and structural shapes, lowered from one 
 and one-fourth cents to nine-tenths of a cent, and forgings, reduced 
 from two and one-half cents to two and three-tenths cents, while such 
 articles of general use as boiler-tubes are reduced from three cents to 
 two and one-half cents, axles from two. and one-half to two cents, and 
 anchors from two cents to one and eight-tenths cents per pound, with 
 the larger-sized chains that paid from one and three-fourths to two 
 cents now paying from one and six-tenths to one and eight-tenths cents, 
 and small chains (less than three-eighths inch diameter) continued at 
 the old duty of two and one-half cents. These reductions will tend to 
 reduce some prices by curtailing profits, without increasing importations. 
 New classifications are made of certain manufactures wherein labor is 
 the chief expense, and these pay more duties than formerly. For in- 
 stance, boiler and plate iron paid a uniform duty of one and one-fourth 
 cents per pound for all kinds, but the new tariff grades it according to 
 value with duties from one-half cent to three and one-half cents, the 
 still higher grades paying forty-five per cent. Steel ingots, plates, 
 castings, etc., show a new method of classification, cheapening the 
 duty on the cheaper steel and increasing it where labor makes the 
 values higher. These steel duties ranged formerly from two cents to 
 three and one-fourth cents per pound ; but the new tariff expands the 
 range from four-tenths of one cent to seven cents per pound. In wood 
 screws six cents was formerly the lowest duty, but now it is five cents, 
 and from that figure they are classified up to fourteen cents. 
 
 These iron and steel duties are types of the general method pur- 
 sued in framing the new tariff. Very similar systems are pursued in 
 the cotton and woollen schedules, which are of too great extent and 
 complexity, however, for analysis here. These schedules do not 
 entirely suit some of the manufacturers, and the woollen adjustment 
 particularly was a task of great perplexity. Throughout, however, 
 the duty of supporting home industries was never lost sight of, and 
 one of the important objects of the tariff has also been the establish- 
 ment of new industries. This has simply been pursuing the policy 
 which for a century past (ever since Samuel Slater came over from 
 Devonshire, England, and started cotton-spinning on the Blackstone 
 River, at Pawtucket, Rhode Island, in 1790) has successfully begun
 
 A GLANCE AT THE TARIFF. 851 
 
 one great manufacture after another in the United States. To en- 
 courage copper smelting and manufacture, the duty on copper ores is 
 reduced from two and one-half cents to one-half cent per pound of 
 fine copper contained ; while copper in pigs, ingots, bars, and plates 
 comes down from four cents to one and one-fourth cents per pound. 
 The special encouragement given in this tariff, however, is by the duty 
 on tin-plates. No tin-plates to speak of have heretofore been made 
 within the country, and the tin importation has substantially been free 
 of duty. One cent per pound has heretofore been levied, but this was 
 to cover the sheet-iron plate which is coated with tin. To encour- 
 age this new industry within the country, the tin-plate duty, which 
 will continue at one cent until the first day of next July, will there- 
 after be advanced to two and two-tenths cents, the additional one and 
 two-tenths cents being the protection for the tin in the new industry. 
 No item of the new tariff caused greater dispute than this, it being 
 regarded as an extreme view of protection to impose a tax for the 
 creation of an industry. Several tin-mills are in contemplation, 
 mainly at Pittsburg, and the native tin-ores will be drawn from the 
 Black Hills, which are said to contain probably the richest tin deposits 
 in the world. Tin-ores and block or pig tin are to be imported free 
 until July 1, 1893, after which the duty will be four cents per pound 
 of tin. The nickel duty, also in encouragement of home industry, is 
 reduced from fifteen to ten cents per pound, and the duty on sheet lead 
 and pipes from three to two and one-half cents. 
 
 Probably the most important general feature of the new tariff is 
 the incorporation of provisions to secure reciprocal trade. The Presi- 
 dent is authorized to use five staple articles of import to secure this by 
 reducing or removing their duties, and if the effort fails then their 
 duties are to be increased. These articles are sugar, molasses, coffee, 
 tea, and hides. The new sugar and molasses duties are low, and the 
 other articles are now admitted free ; but allowing the whole of next 
 year to arrange reciprocity, if after that time it fails, then each, at the 
 President's discretion, shall pay duty when imported from the country 
 discriminating against us, sugar seven-tenths to two cents per pound, 
 molasses four cents per gallon, coffee three cents per jxmnd, tea ten 
 cents, and hides one and one-half cents. The timber duties have been 
 reduced generally one-half, with a provision that if any foreign 
 country imposes an export duty, then the old rates shall be levied. 
 This provision was intended for Canadian digestion, and quickly had 
 the desired effect. The Canadian ministers have had much to say in 
 criticism of the tariff, but it had not been enforced one week before 
 an "Order in Council" removed the timber-export duty. Pine boards 
 were thus reduced from two dollars to one dollar per thousand feet, 
 and pine shingles from thirty-five cents to twenty cents, with other 
 timber in proportion. An enormous trade in timber across the Lakes 
 and over the Northern border at once began, improving reciprocal 
 trade relations. 
 
 This article might be extended at length, but a few more instances 
 will suffice to show in various directions the scope of the new tariff. All 
 gloves formerly paid a duty of fifty per cent. Now ladies' kid gloves
 
 852 A GLAKCE AT THE TARIFF. 
 
 are paying three dollars and twenty-five cents per dozen, men's gloves 
 one dollar more, and "all gloves represented to be of a kind or grade 
 below their actual kind or grade shall pay an additional duty of five 
 dollars per dozen pairs." The frauds in glove importation under the 
 old tariff were said to be excessive. Ornamental fire-brick and tiles 
 are advanced from twenty and thirty-five per cent, duty to forty-five 
 per cent., to protect an artistic manufacture that is becoming of great 
 importance. While cotton-seed oil is reduced from twenty-five to ten 
 cents per gallon, linseed oil goes up from twenty-five to thirty-two 
 cents. " Villanous saltpetre" comes down from one and one-half cents 
 to one cent per pound when refined, but the crude article is free now, 
 having previously paid one cent per pound. Chloroform is reduced 
 from fifty to twenty-five cents per pound, and sulphuric ethers from 
 fifty to forty cents; but sulphuric acid, formerly free, now pays one- 
 fourth cent per pound, though blue vitriol comes down from three to 
 two cents, and sulphur from ten dollars to eight dollars per ton. The 
 new tariff has an eye to protecting the glass-trade, putting fifteen to 
 twenty per cent, more duty on glass-ware, while spectacles and eye- 
 glasses pay sixty per cent., having been formerly forty-five. Pius pay 
 thirty per cent., and gold leaf pays two dollars a pack, being fifty cents 
 increase. Most kinds of fish, except salt herrings, are advanced from 
 one-half cent to three-fourths cent a pound. Fresh fish formerly were 
 free, but now they only come in free when caught in American fisheries 
 or by American vessels. The tobacco duties are largely increased, leaf 
 tobacco, seventy-five cents to one dollar per pound under the old tariff, 
 now paying two dollars to two dollars and seventy-five cents, and cigars 
 being increased from two dollars and fifty cents and twenty-five per 
 cent, per pound to four dollars and fifty cents and twenty-five per cent. 
 There is an increase on wines and brandies, and the new tariff is 
 determined to raise a revenue from Cayenne pepper, which pays two 
 and one-half cents per pound duty. 
 
 We have all heard the anguish of portions of the people of Austria 
 because pearl buttons have had added to the old rate of twenty-five per 
 cent, a duty of two and one-half cents per line button measure of one- 
 fortieth of one inch per gross, a large increase. The complaints made 
 in Europe are also bitter because jewelry is advanced from twenty-five 
 to fifty per cent., and, while furs remain unchanged at twenty per cent., 
 fur hats are advanced from thirty to fifty-five per cent. The reduc- 
 tion of the duty on paintings and statuary from thirty to fifteen per 
 cent, ought, however, to be a partial compensation, and the Continent 
 of Europe will be delighted to know that all books printed in other 
 languages than English can now come in free. Jute and jute butls 
 are also free, and so are nitrate and chlorate of soda, raw silk, crude 
 camphor, acorns and beeswax, currants and dates, Chinese matting and 
 joss-sticks, ipecac, quinine, potash, and marsh mallows, the free list 
 covering several hundred articles. This tariff is a law of great scope, 
 said to be the longest bill ever passed by Congress, and making 
 with its twin law, the " Customs Administration Act," in the official 
 publication a pamphlet of one hundred and thirty-two pages. The 
 latter law is a comprehensive measure for the prevention of frauds and
 
 AFTER READING CHAUCER. 853 
 
 undervaluations, and the two acts work together for the protection and 
 collection of the revenues. This is probably the most completely pro- 
 tective code ever enacted ; and the stir it has created will keep the 
 eyes of the world upon the United States during coming years, to see 
 whether the system will succeed, or, as many of our foreign relations 
 might probably prefer, whether the new tariff may not create financial 
 difficulties or administrative and diplomatic troubles necessitating an 
 early repeal. 
 
 Joel Cook. 
 
 /, POLYCRATES. 
 
 HE, Polycrates, tyrant of his land, 
 Upon whose lips fell fickle Fortune's kiss, 
 Bestowing, all unasked, unhoped-for bliss, 
 Love, honor, wealth, more than his dreams had planned, 
 He, fearful lest the free, unstinting hand 
 
 Should change its grace to greed and him dismiss, 
 Flung, as a hostage, to the sea's abyss 
 A gem no monarch's ransom might command. 
 
 I, Polycrates of this modern time, 
 Poorer than poverty in but this thing, 
 
 That love is mine beyond my soul's desire, 
 Here fling my heart sole treasure of my rhyme 
 Into Love's sea, that I, unmeriting, 
 Unto his endless blessing may aspire. 
 
 & D. , Jr. 
 
 AFTER READING CHAUCER 
 
 OPOET! thou wert like a flower 
 That grows in beauty hour by hour 
 
 Within the wood, 
 Unfolding in that lonely place, 
 Uplifting hopefully its face, 
 And cheering with its tender grace 
 The solitude. 
 
 O poet ! thou wert like a bird 
 Whose voice at early dawn is heard, 
 
 As, mounting higher, 
 The morning air around him rings ; 
 Between the heaven and earth he sings, 
 A golden glory on his wings, 
 
 Celestial fire ! 
 
 Minna Irving.
 
 854 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 
 
 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 
 
 IF more of the inhabitants of our Eastern States who are able to 
 take vacations in winter knew that an earthly paradise lies off 
 our eastern coast, only about seven hundred miles, or three days' sail, 
 from New York, undoubtedly many of this happily-situated class would 
 buy excursion-tickets to this paradise, and in its even and balmy climate 
 gloat over the unhappy majority they had left behind to bear the brunt 
 of our capricious winter. But somehow the good things of life, even 
 when they are near by, manage to escape very general observation, and 
 so the beautiful little islands for the centuries since they were discovered 
 have been enjoyed until very recently only by a chosen few. Some of 
 the old poets sang of them, it is true, Shakespeare, Marvell, Waller, 
 though they probably saw them only with the spirit's eye; but even 
 their melodious strains sent out no Jason-led expeditions. Later that 
 wandering minstrel Tom Moore actually set his own poetical feet among 
 these rarely-visited islands, and, pitching his tent upon one of them, 
 chanted out his ecstasy : 
 
 No, ne'er did the wave in its element steep 
 
 An island of lovelier charms; 
 It blooms in the giant embrace of the deep 
 
 Like Hebe in Hercules' arms. 
 The blush of your bowers is light to the eye, 
 
 And their melody balm to the ear ; 
 But the fiery planet of day is too nigh, 
 
 And the snow-spirit never comes here. 
 
 To us who grow weary of the snow-spirit and who are glad to escape 
 it, it is only an added charm that this chilly sprite does not haunt Ber- 
 muda, and the "fiery planet of day" is not a bit too nigh in the winter- 
 time, when the thermometer takes a stand at about 70 and deviates 
 but little from this enviable indication of temperature. It is the ab- 
 sence of the snow-spirit, joined with the charm of the climate and the 
 beauty of the land, that is bound to make Bermuda, as it becomes 
 better known, one of the most popular of winter resorts. 
 
 The trip is a very short one. You leave New York with an ulster 
 buttoned closely about you on a Thursday afternoon, and reach Bermuda 
 on Sunday morning and are glad to shed your fur. The first view of 
 land from a distance is not reassuring to the sea-weary passenger, for 
 he strains his eyes to gaze upon some little dots away out upon the ocean 
 which look as if they must forever rock with the motion of the sea. 
 But as the vessel draws nearer he begins to see that it is land sure 
 enough, though not a very considerable amount of it ; for the entire 
 area of these tiny islands does not amount to twenty square miles, and 
 there are between three and four hundred of them in the group; not 
 more than twenty being large enough to be inhabitable. The four 
 largest Islands are united by ferry, causeways, and bridges, the strip of 
 connected mainland being thus about twenty-five miles long, though 
 nowhere more than three miles in breadth, and in most places not one.
 
 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 355 
 
 This narrow strip extends in a curved line resembling a shepherd's crook. 
 Encircling the islands is a chain of reefs with but a small number of 
 navigable openings, which renders the enclosed land an almost impreg- 
 nable natural fortress. A darky pilot comes on board and guides the 
 vessel safely through the dangerous channels, and one begins to see that 
 besides natural defences there are heavily-armed forts aud batteries at 
 every exposed point, and commanding the entrances through the reefs, 
 and all the principal channels, for, next to Gibraltar, Bermuda is the 
 strongest fortified place in the world. It seems like entering into fairy- 
 land as the steamer threads its way among numbers of little islands 
 which make new pictures at every turn, while the transparency of the 
 water is a revelation in itself. A sudden turn brings the steamer into 
 the beautiful land-locked harbor of Hamilton, which is the capital and 
 principal town of Bermuda. 
 
 Hamilton is the great metropolis, and all roads lead to it. It con- 
 tains the leading hotels and boarding-houses, and has a population of 
 something over two thousand souls, which of course is increased during 
 the winter season. The houses and public buildings are all built of 
 the white coral stone, and it is the whitest-looking town that can be 
 imagined. The houses are white even to their roofs and chimneys, and 
 the streets are of the same dazzling whiteness, for the roads are formed 
 by cutting down to the white coral bed, and then the surface is smoothed, 
 and indeed has an almost polished look. Mark Twain, who was in 
 Bermuda some years ago, and who embodied his observations in a little 
 book entitled " Rambling Notes of an Idle Excursion," tells a story of 
 an old sea-captain who came over with him and found a difficulty when 
 he first got on a white Bermuda road. He kept wandering unrestfully 
 from side to side, until finally he exclaimed, " Well, I chew, you know, 
 and the road's so plaguy clean." All the natives in Bermuda, white 
 and black, appear to have read and enjoyed Mark Twain's skit, and 
 references to it are universal. Not far from the steamboat-landing is a 
 huge india-rubber tree. If you stop to look at it, as you naturally 
 will, for it is a magnificent specimen, and a native happens along to 
 point out its beauties, he will make a grinning allusion to Mark Twain ; 
 he will not explain, because he thinks that, being a countryman of 
 Mark Twain's, you know his "Idle Excursion" by heart. It seems 
 that our humorist was greatly disappointed in not finding any gum 
 shoes or suspenders growing upon the tree, and came to the conclusion 
 that it was out of season. 
 
 You can get a great variety of scenery in a few hours' drive about 
 the connected islands. Now you drive by a bold and rocky cnast, 
 looking out upon a wonderful sea of many colors; then you are 
 plunged into the thick shade of cedars, while oleander bushes, covered 
 with large, exquisite flowers, line the dazzling white road. These 
 oleanders attain an enormous size, often towering above the stunted 
 pines, and grow in great profusion all over the islands, bearing several 
 varieties of flowers. You catch glimpses now and then of fields of 
 white stately lilies, and then skirt along by thick clumps of banana- 
 trees, or by tall and erect bamboos, and jungles of mangroves, and 
 here and there orange-, lemon-, lime-, pomegranate-, calabash-, and
 
 g56 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 
 
 pawpaw-trees, and varieties of the palm. The gleaming white houses 
 which peep at you from behind trees and flowers make a pretty con- 
 trast to the luxuriant foliage about them. You see no grand and 
 stately mansions, but all the houses, even the humblest, present a neat 
 and attractive appearance. Abject poverty if it exists in Bermuda is 
 hidden from sight; indeed, it is said that there is 110 such thing as pau- 
 perism strictly so called ; certainly one sees no beggars, nor any signs of 
 absolute want. The natives cannot well help having attractive-looking 
 houses, however, for the stone is beautiful, and can be dug right out of 
 the cellar. The coral stone is easily quarried by means of a long chisel 
 used like a crow-bar in drilling, and can be sawed to the required dimen- 
 sions with an ordinary hand-saw ; it is very soft at first, but hardens 
 gradually upon exposure to the air. The roofs are made of thin coral 
 slabs, and the entire house receives a coating of whitewash, which ren- 
 ders it more impervious to dampness. Over the porches of many of 
 these houses there grows a thick vine called the bougainvillea, which 
 bears in generous profusion great masses of brilliant purple flowers, 
 that stand out in beautiful relief from the gleaming white background. 
 Flowers are everywhere, oleanders, geraniums, lilies, lantanas, pinks, 
 jessamine, roses, and many other species; besides numbers of flowering 
 shrubs. There are no manufactories, no screaming locomotives, nothing 
 to disturb the quiet, or to raise smoke and dust to rob the bloom from 
 the flowers or to dull the pure white of the houses. Nowhere else is 
 such wonderful neatness to be seen. 
 
 One wonders, in going about a place naturally so suggestive of peace 
 and quiet, to see the great numbers of forts and batteries, and to come 
 across here and there squads of red-coated soldiers, or marines. But, 
 as these islands hold vast quantities of English arms and ammunition, 
 they have need to be well guarded; and here, too, is the rendezvous for 
 the British fleet in all these waters. 
 
 It was not until after the Revolutionary War that England awoke 
 to the great strategic importance of these islands, for their importance, 
 as a British possession is irrespective of their dimensions or commercial 
 relations. Situated as they are within two or three days' sail of any 
 of the ports on our Atlantic coast, and about midway between the 
 British possessions in the West Indies and North America, they form 
 a most iru|>ortant base for naval operations, and should we have another 
 war with England we would undoubtedly find Bermuda a most un- 
 comfortable little neighbor. During the war of the Revolution the 
 Jk'rmudians sympathized with the Americans, and secretly allowed an 
 American vessel to bear off a hundred barrels of powder from a maga- 
 zine in a remote part of the main island. Washington himself had 
 sent an address to the Bermudians asking them for ammunition to help 
 the cause of the Americans. At the time his troops were almost desti- 
 tute of ammunition, and the powder procured from the Bermudians led 
 to the first great victory gained by Washington in the Revolutionary 
 War, the evacuation of Boston by the British army. 
 
 Undoubtedly the loss of the thirteen American colonies enhanced 
 the value of the Bermudas in the mother-country's eyes, and led her 
 to strengthen herself upon them. She has made the islands an almost
 
 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 857 
 
 impregnable fortress, and has stored among them great quantities of 
 ammunition. On one of the islands, called " Ireland Island," there is 
 a steam-factory of the first class, and every facility exists for the repair- 
 ing of ships. Here is the famous floating dock, the largest in the world. 
 It weighs over eight thousand tons, and cost nearly a million of dollars. 
 Numerous forts and batteries guard the approaches to this dock-yard, 
 and there is a large submarine mining establishment by which torpe- 
 does and other subsidiary means of defence can be put down at short 
 notice; and movable road-batteries are prepared to supplement the 
 stationary defences. 
 
 Lying near the dock is one of Lord Nelson's old line-of-battle 
 ships, the Invincible, one of the participants in the battles of the 
 Baltic and Trafalgar, which is now used as a sort of floating boarding- 
 house for marines; and almost side by side, in sharp contrast with this 
 relic of a glorious past, lies the Scorpion, an iron-clad built to run the 
 blockade and fight for the Confederacy, but it was finished too late 
 for its intended purpose, and has led a life of idleness and peace. 
 The old Nelson hulk has certainly earned its rest, and it seems poetical 
 justice that it should lie at ease in its old age in the tranquil waters of 
 a British colony, surrounded by the din of ship-repairing, and gathering 
 to itself a lot of marines as a hen gathers her chickens. 
 
 The Bermudas have been brought into closer connection with the 
 mother-country and with America by means of an ocean cable, which 
 was laid last June. The cable extends from Halifax to Hamilton, and 
 is nearly nine hundred miles in length. 
 
 There are always about fifteen hundred English soldiers stationed 
 about different parts of the islands. Their brilliant red coats contrast 
 well with the white coral stone ; but one wonders that England clings to 
 so showy a uniform which makes of each soldier a most striking target. 
 General Wolseley has of late been advocating a gray uniform for fight- 
 ing purposes, which would certainly be more serviceable, if less orna- 
 mental. 
 
 I had the pleasure of viewing a sham battle, to which the bril- 
 liant uniforms contributed much as a spectacular performance ; but 
 the bright red coats gleamed even through the smoke of battle, and a 
 detachment that was supposed to be lying in ambush behind thick 
 bushes was plainly discernible, and could easily have been shot to pieces 
 in a real game of war. It was a fine sight, though, and numbers of 
 fierce-looking officers prancing about on fiery chargers lent a realistic 
 air to the performance. 
 
 Most of the troops are stationed at a camp called Prospect, and there 
 are also commodious barracks at St. George's. St. George's was in 
 ancient times the chief town and the seat of government: it is the 
 oldest settlement upon the islands, and was founded early in the seven- 
 teenth century. The town has a Spanish look, and its appearance 
 probably suggested the legend that Bermuda was colonized by the 
 Spaniards, which is untrue. After the discovery of the islands by the 
 Spaniard Jnan Bermudez, who failed in an attempt to land, circa 1510, 
 the Bermudas were granted by Philip II. to Ferdinand Camelo, a Por- 
 tuguese, who took possession of them, it is true, in 1543, but he did not
 
 858 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 
 
 remain, and effected no settlement. The third visitant to the islands 
 was an Englishman, named Henry May, who was wrecked in a French 
 vessel off Bermuda in 1593. He gained the shore with some other 
 survivors, and remained five mouths, during which time the party built 
 a cedar boat and made their way to Newfoundland. 
 
 The colonization of the Bermudas came about in this way. In 
 1609 an expedition of nine English ships bound for the colony of 
 Virginia, and commanded by Sir Thomas Gates, Sir George Somers, 
 and Captain Newport, was dispersed by a great storm. One of the 
 snips, the Sea Adventure, commanded by Sir George Somers, was 
 wrecked on the reefs of Bermuda, and the crew managed to reach the 
 laud. They built a cedar pinnace, in which they sailed to Virginia, 
 but, finding the infant colony badly off for supplies, they returned to 
 Bermuda, in order, if possible, to found a settlement. Shortly after 
 this second visit Sir George died, and his crew, with the exception of 
 three men who remained to hold possession of the islands, sailed for 
 England, taking with them the embalmed body of their commander. 
 Upon the arrival of the crew in England, they spread stories of the 
 many charms possessed by the land they had left behind them, and a 
 company was formed to colonize the islands. The first ship-load of 
 emigrants landed in 1612, and ever since Bermuda has been a colony 
 of Great Britain. Sir George Somers's gallant heart was buried in a 
 beautiful garden which stands now in the centre of St. George's, which 
 contains a monument to his memory. In this garden are palm-trees 
 said to be one hundred and fifty years old. Indeed, everything about 
 St. George's suggests the past : its very narrow streets are silent and 
 have a deserted look, for its glory has departed. During our civil war 
 life and activity came back to the old town for a time, for here many 
 blockade-runners were fitted out, and the pockets of many of its in- 
 habitants fairly bulged with wealth ; but they spent their easily-acquired 
 gains lavishly, and with the end of the war their bright bubbles burst 
 and left nothing behind. 
 
 The quaint old town fairly bristles with forts, which are said to be 
 among the strongest in the world. The streets wind their narrow ser- 
 pentine ways up the hill on which the town is largely built; the gardens 
 are hemmed in by high walls covered with different species of cacti, 
 while over them pawpaws and plantains raise their heads, and here and 
 there the graceful palmetto towers above all. A quaint and peaceful 
 old town indeed, whose narrow streets, so tradition says, once frequently 
 ran with blood, for pirates and buccaneers were wont to make their 
 raids at times, and the streets were built purposely narrow that they 
 might readily be blockaded against these blood-thirsty foes. 
 
 Since 1685, at which time the charter of the company expired and 
 the proprietary form of government ceased, Bermuda has been a crown 
 colony. The government is administered by a governor, a legislative 
 and executive council, and a house of assembly. 
 
 The population of the islands amounts to about fifteen thousand 
 souls, of whom something over sixty per cent, are colored. The white 
 population is mostly composed of descendants of the old English settlers, 
 with a sprinkling of immigrants from America and Portugal. The
 
 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 359 
 
 negroes are descended from African and American-Indian slaves : they 
 were emancipated in 1834, and now enjoy the same political privileges 
 as the whites ; they seem anxious to improve themselves, and are gradu- 
 ally taking a better position. Their upward progress is looked upon 
 with considerable uneasiness by the whites, who, of course, are anxious 
 to retain the upper hand, and seem to fear the negroes as possible rivals 
 in the local government of Bermuda. 
 
 The principal enterprise in Bermuda is the raising of onions and 
 potatoes for the New York markets. The onion crops have not been 
 very profitable of late, owing mainly to a disease which has been 
 playing havoc with them ; but, even if they lose, the Bermuda farmers 
 go on planting onions from force of habit, and their whole-souled 
 devotion to these and to potatoes causes a scarcity of other vegetables. 
 The soil is in general rich and productive, yielding three crops a year, 
 and almost any vegetable will thrive in it. Bananas are the staple 
 fruit, and other flax plants grow readily, such as the plantain, the 
 Spanish dagger, the wild aloe, and the okra; all these produce flax and 
 hemp of different textures, but no steady or systematic attempt has 
 been made to turn them to account. 
 
 However, there is certainly an excuse for want of enterprise and 
 energy in Bermuda, for, while the climate is mild and delightful, it is 
 by no means conducive to activity of mind or body. The very air, 
 scented with the breath of roses and jessamine and sweet-smelling 
 cedars, lulls one to a languorous repose. Over all these hangs a spirit 
 of peace and dreamful ease. You feel far away from and careless of 
 the world's toil and endeavor. Readily you can imagine yourself in 
 the land of the lotos, and give yourself over to watching 
 
 The crisping ripples on the beach, 
 And tender curving lines of creamy spray. 
 ******** 
 
 Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore 
 Than labor in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wav-e and oar. 
 
 Tennyson might have sat upon these Bermuda hills, overlooking a 
 land of nodding flowers out to a languorous sea, and penned his 
 exquisite poem of "The Lotos-Eaters ;" and surely "Tears, Idle 
 Tears" might have sprung as a direct inspiration from this land of 
 onions. 
 
 Now a word as to the best time for a visit to Bermuda, together 
 with a few practical hints. The season that is, the gay season 
 scarcely begins before January, and lasts until April, though many, 
 especially health-seekers, go over in November or early in December. 
 It is hardly safe for invalids to return to the United States earlier than 
 April. Hardy people can go and come when they please, and a great 
 many now make short trips of scarcely more than a fortnight's duration, 
 including the passage to and fro. This allows about ten days on land 
 and five for the passage. Many make even shorter trips, remaining 
 but four days on land, and so making the entire trip in nine days. 
 Steamers of the Quebec Steamship Company leave New York every
 
 860 THE BERMUDA ISLANDS. 
 
 Thursday from January to July, and make fortnightly departures during 
 the remainder of the year. The fare for the round trip, including state- 
 room, is fifty dollars. Hotel accommodations can be had anywhere 
 from twenty-five dollars to twelve dollars per week. The Hamilton 
 and the Princess are the largest and most expensive hotels, both of 
 them being first-class in every particular. Excellent accommodations 
 at lower rates may be had at the Windsor, the American House, and 
 the Brunswick, and also at a number of boarding-houses. 
 
 As to amusements, these, of course, depend much upon the taste of 
 the visitor; but no one can help enjoying the beautiful scenery both 
 afloat and ashore, which gives zest to a great variety of excursions" 
 which may be undertaken by land or sea, while the bathing, boating, 
 and fishing are excellent. The Royal Bermuda Yacht Club gives now 
 and then a gala-day upon the water, and it is an exquisite sight to see 
 the trim craft darting about among the coral reefs and spreading to 
 the winds wonderful stretches of snowy canvas. For nowhere do 
 boats carry more sail than in Bermuda. The social character of the 
 season is enhanced by the admixture of officers of the army and navy, 
 and their brilliant uniforms add much to the effects of the picturesque 
 hops which take place frequently at the Hamilton House. The gov- 
 ernor gives receptions every Wednesday, which are largely attended, 
 and the admiral of the fleet also frequently throws open his house in a 
 most hospitable manner. The natives of Bermuda enjoy a charming 
 social life among themselves, and are very courteous and hospitable to 
 visitors. 
 
 It would take a series of magazine articles to describe all the 
 beauties of these islands. Any one who is at all 
 
 Alive to gentle influence 
 Of landscape and of sky 
 
 must find in them an undying and ever-varying charm. Here and 
 there are wonderful caves full of gleaming stalactites and holding 
 within them pools of exquisitely clear water. There are sounds and 
 bays that have all the tints of the rainbow, and so clear that you can 
 see far down into their depths and behold beautiful coral formations 
 and many curious denizens of the sea. Especially out among the reefs 
 does the sea disclose most of its wonders : large, lilac-colored, wavy 
 fans and branches of white coral, and curious lumps of the same, 
 called brain-stones, from their resemblance to the top of the human 
 head ; here you see growing all kinds of sea-weed of various hues, and 
 beds of pearl-oysters, and sea-anemones, and many kinds of curious 
 fish roaming in and out through the delicate fronds of coral. Indeed, 
 for so small a place Bermuda has an extraordinary number of interest- 
 ing excursions to offer to the sojouruer ; but a mere enumeration of 
 them would be as dull reading as Homer's catalogue of ships. 
 
 As Bermuda becomes better known, its popularity as a winter 
 resort is bound to increase, for the charm of its climate, the beauty 
 of its scenery, and the entire change of life which it affords cannot 
 fail to attract many to its peaceful shores. In the past the place has
 
 TO THE SUNSET FREEZE. 
 
 been altogether too modest and retiring : like a fair and shy maiden 
 who hates any advertisement of her charms, it has secluded itself from 
 observation, and cared not that its attractions should be published to 
 the world. But all this is beginning to change ; for, though the Ber- 
 mudians seem singularly devoid of that spirit of enterprise and love of 
 gain which are inherent in the Anglo-Saxon race, still many of them 
 are waking up to the fact that several thousand rich Americans are 
 very desirable guests to entertain each season, and may be more profit- 
 able even than onions, inasmuch as disease does not blight their pecu- 
 niary value, but, on the contrary, rather tends to increase it. Cut off 
 from the busy world as the Bermudians are, it is hard for them to 
 understand the potent value of advertising, indeed, the absolute 
 necessity of it, if they wish their country and its attractions to be 
 known in America. Certainly, with its charming climate and its great 
 natural advantages, there is no reason why Bermuda should not be the 
 most popular of all winter resorts for the inhabitants of our Eastern 
 States who love not the " snow-spirit" and have the time and means to 
 escape it. 
 
 H. C. Walsh. 
 
 TO THE SUNSET BREEZE. 
 
 AH, whispering, something again, unseen, 
 Where late this heated day thou enterest at my window, door, 
 Thou, laving, tempering all, cool-freshing, gently vitalizing 
 Me, old, alone, sick, weak-down, melted-worn with sweat ; 
 Thou, nestling, folding close and firm yet soft, companion better than 
 
 talk, book, art, 
 (Thou hast, O Nature ! elements ! utterance to my heart beyond the 
 
 rest and this is of them,) 
 So sweet thy primitive taste to breathe within thy soothing fingers on 
 
 my face and hands, 
 
 Thou, messenger- magical strange bringer to body and spirit of me, 
 (Distances balk'd occult medicines penetrating me from head to foot.) 
 I feel the sky, the prairies vast I feel the mighty northern lakes, 
 I feel the ocean and the forest somehow I feel the globe itself swifl- 
 
 swimming in space; 
 Thou blown from lips so loved, now gone haply from endless store, 
 
 God -sent, 
 
 (For thou art spiritual, Godly, most of all known to my sense,) 
 Minister to speak to me, here and now, what word has never told, and 
 
 cannot tell, 
 Art thou not universal concrete's distillation ? Law's, all Astronomy's 
 
 last refinement ? 
 Hast thou no soul ? Can I not know, identify thee? 
 
 Walt Whitman.
 
 862 TYPES IN FICTION. 
 
 TYPES IN FICTION. 
 
 ONE of the best of those " Bab Ballads" which laid the foundation of Mr. 
 Pinafore Gilbert's fame is " The Bishop and the Jew." A zealous church- 
 dignitary, having determined to convert a Hebrew omnibus-driver, takes a place 
 on " the 'bus" every day and loudly calls the attention of the other passengers 
 to the distinctive marks of the driver's Semitic descent. With much force and 
 directness he says, " Observe, my friends, his nose !" After some months of this 
 heroic treatment the victim succumbs ; his beaky nasal organ becomes a broad 
 snub, and he is ever afterward known to mankind as Adolphus Brown. 
 
 This ingenious process seems to have found favor with a large number of 
 American authors. They select some particular locality or district and take its 
 inhabitants as specimens of " a type." Then they devote their energies to the 
 work of portraying these people, not as individuals, but as samples of the type, 
 concentrating their attention on those external features which different circum- 
 stances would quickly obliterate. Of course these features are worthy of some 
 attention, and the picture would be far from complete without them. In fact, 
 the likelihood of their soon passing away makes it especially important that 
 they should be well described. But the fault lies in taking mere accessories as 
 the most important part of the subject, or, in the worse cases, allowing them to 
 practically exclude everything else. In accordance with this method, an Indian 
 for example is presented not as a man, woman, or child, but as an Indian, 
 and all Indians are warranted to act and think alike in any given situation. 
 
 Perhaps the people of the Southern States are more frequently subjected to 
 this species of " type-writing" than those of any other part of our country. That 
 some of them object to being " written up" in such fashion is not unnatural. 
 Not long ago a Southern lady said, " Why should the authors of all the stories 
 about Southerners lay continual and exclusive stress on the fact that they are 
 Southerners? If their scenes were laid in the North the characters would not 
 be made to pose all the time as Northerners. Their place of birth would be of 
 secondary importance, and the main interest in all of them would depend on 
 their personal characteristics." This is undeniable; and, though the North is 
 certainly more cosmopolitan than the less thickly settled and generally agricul- 
 tural South, yet distinct sectional traits are prevalent in both parts of the coun- 
 try. The right course to pursue in all such cases is to make the local features as 
 natural as possible, but to avoid using them as anything more than helps to 
 the realism of the work. 
 
 If this making a part so prominent that it injures the effect of the whole 
 were all that is ever done by authors of that class, it would be only a violation 
 of the true canons of art. But some of them are accused of a more serious 
 offence. It is asserted very warmly that most of their pictures of sectional life 
 and character are nothing more than absurd caricatures, calculated to give out- 
 siders an utterly false opinion of the localities in question. Such treatment as 
 that would be not only like calling general attention to a man's nose, but equiv- 
 alent to telling those who never saw it that it is comically distorted, and, more- 
 over, highly colored by its owner's too frequent use of stimulants. 
 
 Books that deal with types closely resemble what are called spectacular
 
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 plays. lu both there is the same sort of striving after effect, and both sacrifice 
 substance to show. A certain public taste, very prevalent at this time, accounts 
 for the frequency with which both are produced. Mr. Vincent Crummies knew 
 that in specially announcing his "real pump" he was doing a very judicious 
 thing, and the authors who write in the same spirit have an equally good eye 
 for popularity. As long as a vast portion of the public likes such plays and 
 such books it will be amply supplied with them, and it must be confessed that 
 this is a perfectly reasonable ground for their production. That is to say, it is 
 reasonable from a pecuniary point of view ; but in every other sense it is inde- 
 fensible. Hamerton's tenet, that the first requisite of literature that deserves to 
 live is disinterestedness, is certainly applicable in every case, and neither " type- 
 writing" nor the spectacular drama can properly be included within the limits of 
 true art. 
 
 Yet it may well be doubted whether the process in question is always 
 "sure to pay." When the people described are numerous enough to form an 
 important part of what is called the reading public, the author might chance to 
 find it a serious disadvantage to his interest; for it would be hard to find a book 
 of the type-writing kind which has not seriously offended the people to whom 
 it refers. Mr. Cable's experience in that respect shows what is likely to happen, 
 to a greater or less extent, whenever a story-teller presents the inhabitants of 
 some particular locality or district as so many specimens of a certain type. 
 
 Some great authors of fiction who fell into this error in their younger days 
 afterward atoned for it to the best of their ability. Dickens, for instance, in 
 two of his earlier books wrote about Americans as if there were not much more 
 difference in their general characteristics than would be found in those of an 
 equal number of Laplanders or Esquimaux. The few exceptions he makes seem 
 to have been introduced chiefly for the purpose of making " the type" appear 
 all the more shallow, vulgar, and " bumptious." The riper judgment of his 
 later years led him to maK amends for this fault by publicly expressing a dif- 
 ferent opinion, and the impression produced by his second visit to the United 
 States was altogether favorable. Probably it was a fear of seeming to consider 
 Fagin "a typical Jew" which caused him to introduce into "Our Mutual 
 Friend" "an Israelite indeed, in whom there is no guile." 
 
 But although transgressions of this sort are very easy to commit, their effects 
 cannot be entirely destroyed even by the most persistent effort. Dickens was 
 received by the Americans, on his first visit, with unbounded enthusiasm and with 
 hardly less honor than was accorded to General Lafayette ; but the popularity 
 he lost by his exaggerated and unfair pictures of American life and character 
 was never fully regained, and many people on this side of the Atlantic have not 
 even yet forgiven him for what he said of us in "Martin Chuzzlewit" and 
 "American Notes for General Circulation." 
 
 There was, in reality, no such homogeneousness in our population at the 
 time of Dickens's first visit as he imagined he saw in it, and probably there is 
 now no other country in the world where individuality prevails in such a high 
 degree as with us. Even such clearly distinct types as the descendants of the 
 German, French, and Spanish colonists in Pennsylvania, Louisiana, and the 
 Southwest are fast giving up their peculiar patois and losing all their typical 
 characteristics. In a very short time the story-maker who wishes to exert his 
 talents in the treatment of some special and existing American type will be 
 forced to look for it beyond our borders, or else to fall back on the Indians or
 
 g(J4 BOOK-TALK. 
 
 the negroes. But these two races do not offer him a very promising field ; for 
 the colored race has of late been very much " overdone," and every writer on 
 Indians who fails to proclaim that "The only good Indian is a dead Indian" is 
 scornfully called a sentimentalist. But by that time, perhaps, type-writing in 
 fiction will have become a thing of the past, and the author will not be con- 
 strained to cater to the public taste which gave it birth. 
 
 W. W. Crane. 
 
 BOOK-TALK. 
 
 TWO HOUSES. 
 
 Signer Verga's "House by the Medlar- Tree" comes before the public 
 handicapped by too insistent and pragmatical laudation. It is irritating to be 
 told in advance that, unless we are brainless and heartless, we must be prepared 
 to go into ecstasies over the story. And this is what Mr. Howells tells us, in 
 substance, in the first words of his Introduction. If we are so unfortunate as 
 not to " find a rare and tender pleasure" in it, to feel that it is " one of the most 
 perfect pieces of literature," and profoundly poetical, and most " moving, full 
 of heart-break," and " in the highest degree dramatic," why then we do not 
 " love simplicity or respect sincerity," nor " feel the tie binding us all together 
 in the helplessness of our common human life," and we are not "worth inter- 
 esting." There is no escape from this dilemma : you " must" think and feel as 
 your director does, and admire this tale immensely, and weep over the woes of 
 the Malavoglias, or go to, you are naught. 
 
 It may be perverse, but many Americans have outgrown the love of being 
 dictated to, and got into a way of preferring to thinker themselves. They may 
 be but feebly trained and furnished for such an enterprise, but the process and 
 its results have the charm of all purely personal belongings and opinions, "a 
 poor thing, but mine own." When the Scotch laird was executed after the 
 rising of '45, his friend remarked, " It wasna mickle of a head, but it was a' he 
 had, and he valued it, puir mon, as if it was a better ane." And the Persian 
 poet thus exhorts : 
 
 Be no imitator; freshly act thy part; 
 
 Through this world be thou an independent ranger. 
 
 Better is the faith that cometh from thy heart 
 Than a better faith belonging to a stranger. 
 
 Jones may be the veriest dunderhead, but it is not constitutional to insist on His" 
 voting our ticket or attending our church. And if Mr. Howells is to invade the 
 last refuge of the oppressed, and refuse to leave us any option as to what novels 
 we shall read and whether we shall like them or not, we shall all be driven to 
 feel " the helplessness of our common human life," and to become pessimists. 
 
 But it is not fair that the Italian author should suffer for the excessive 
 championing of an admirer whose geese are generally swans. After the reader has 
 purged his mind of the prefatory dithyrambs, he will find a story that is able to 
 stand on its legs with less boosting and trumpeting. Verga is an acute observer 
 and an excellent narrator in his way, and nobody need doubt that here we have 
 the fishing village of Eastern Italy to the life. How far the picture is attractive
 
 BOOK-TALK. 865 
 
 or improving is another affair : thousands of tolerably educated people who are not 
 wholly Pharisees or Philistines, whose souls are not cankered by a base love of 
 artificiality, or undermined by a fiendish contempt for sincerity, will be apt to 
 find it dreary, if not dull. The " rare and tender pleasure" must be of a wholly 
 literary sort, or else open only to such as exult in vicarious woe ; a person of 
 average sympathies would be ashamed to enjoy the downfall of the poor Mala- 
 voglias. To make their case our own would be heart-breaking indeed, and 
 might require such an athletic power of emotional response aa had the French- 
 man who went annually on a fixed day to weep at his parents' tomb. 
 
 As for the crowd who surround these central figures and assist at the spec- 
 tacle of their misadventures, they are, with few exceptions, a hard lot. Old 
 Dumbbell, and Goosefoot, and the rest, are no doubt true to some phases of human 
 nature in Italy or elsewhere, and their talk and actions are entirely veracious. 
 Those who hold veracity to be the highest truth and photography the most 
 perfect art may persuade themselves that these delineations are both charming 
 and edifying. The rest of us may be content to admit that it is all extremely 
 well done of its kind, that tastes differ, and that there is room in life and 
 literature for realism as well as for romance. 
 
 " The Aztec Treasure-House" is a building as different as possible from the 
 humble, e very-day cottage by the medlar-tree. Mr. Janvier has produced a 
 rattling, galloping romance of the sort that must fill Mr. Howells's soul with 
 bitterness. Our dominant critic should not allow his publishers thus to blow 
 hot and cold with the same breath, to deny in one week the pure faith they 
 proclaim in another, and to publish in a single season two works built on such 
 mutually exterminating principles. For if the Sicilian realist be a gospeller 
 whose dogmas we must accept or die, the home-bred artist who paints his 
 semi-tropical pictures as well with pen as brush must be a rabid infidel. 
 
 But if a modus vlvendi be attainable if it be admissible to live and let live 
 then those whose minds are not cramped into the mould of hard-shell theories 
 can find space for both, take each on his merits, and praise either without de- 
 crying the other. 
 
 Mr. Janvier may now be hailed as the American Haggard. He seems to 
 have said to himself, " This African business has been overdone. It is time to 
 show that the New World can furnish wonders equal to any claimed for the Old. 
 Let us discover, shut in by Mexican mountains, a lost people and a forgotten 
 civilization such as Quatermain and his friends found in the region southeast 
 of Abyssinia, and an inaccessible treasure like that of King Solomon's mines. 
 Let us glorify our own continent, and our meritorious and too neglected neigh- 
 bors the Aztecs. Are not they better than any improved Zulus, and less im- 
 probable than a Persian migration, in unrecorded antiquity, across the Red 
 Sea?" 
 
 To be sure they are, and their laureate has done them yeoman service. He 
 knows his Mexico as well as Mr. Haggard knows his- Africa, and has chanted its 
 praises, in strains varied but never wearisome, for years past. Moreover, he is 
 a literary workman of another and higher order than the biographer of Quater- 
 main. Yet it must be owned that he is a less unmitigated romancer. Wondrous 
 things, yet not too wondrous, befall his party of five, whereof the engineering 
 Rayburn and the jocose Young are always foremost, giving a practical Yankee 
 flavor to fairy-land ; and the lost-freight agent's jests are more modern than even 
 Dr. Good's eye-glass. The monk who longs for martyrdom remains wisely in the 
 VOL. XLVI. 56
 
 866 BOOK-TALK. 
 
 background, a dubious mediaeval figure whose features neither Mr. Remington 
 in the illustrations, nor the reader in his mind's eye, can hit off with accuracy. 
 Pablo will do as a link between ancient and modern Aztec, and El Sabio is not 
 an impossibly wise ass. Culhuacan seems less remote from this planet than 
 Milosis. The burnt matches which the humbugging priest-captain (having 
 wrought his " boss miracles" with them) presents to his officers as rewards of 
 eminent public service, and the conductor's lantern and can of kerosene whereby 
 he lighted his secret communications with the modern world, are such delightful 
 touches of nature as might make us willing to believe, should Mr. Janvier insist 
 upon it, that twenty Culhuacans yet remain, whose citizens fight with gold 
 swords and have never seen a foreigner. 
 
 In view of this failure to attain the roaring and blood-curdling altitudes 
 whereon Mr. Howells locates Romance, let us trust that he may be merciful to 
 these hybrid explorers. He has written no introduction to "The Aztec 
 Treasure-House," and we wait tremblingly to hear him denounce Fray Anto- 
 nio's death, like that of Mr. Hearn's Youma, as another " old sublimity-act." 
 There is consolation in reflecting that none of these Mexicans sufficiently re- 
 sembles Umslopogaas to be girded at as a " hero after the high romantic fashion.'' 
 It is too much to hope that our censor will ever condescend to tolerate what all 
 children and most grown people like, vivid narratives of happenings somewhat 
 out of the common run of doleful daily experience, or learn that invention of 
 what might be, no less than observation of what everybody knows, may be a 
 good and useful talent. 
 
 Frederic M. Bird. 
 "OUR NEW ENGLAND." 
 
 The harbinger of Christmas is the Christmas-book. This welcome guest 
 comes along with a holiday smile upon his face even before Jack Frost's cold 
 finger-marks have given us the signal that winter is at hand. " Our New Eng- 
 land, her Nature described by Hamilton Wright Mabie, and some of her 
 Familiar Scenes illustrated," (Roberts Bros.), bears the characteristic marks 
 of the Christmas-book, though it brings no special Christmas message. It is 
 beautifully illustrated, and presents pictures of peaceful and reserved New- 
 England nature, quiet, restful revelations of country life in the different set- 
 tings of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The illustrations are photo- 
 gravures of selected spots in New England. Each picture is capped with an 
 appropriate bit of verse from one of New England's poets, and one has but 
 to recall the names of Bryant, Longfellow, Emerson, Whittier, Lowell, Jones 
 Very, Thoreau, to appreciate the fact that this section of the country can claim 
 our greatest poets and those who are the most thoroughly imbued with a love 
 of Nature and know best how to describe her charms. The illustrations are 
 interspersed through a delightful essay upon "Nature in New England," by 
 Hamilton W. Mabie. If Christmas brings us many such books as this, a pleasant 
 season may be safely prophesied.
 
 NEW BOOKS. 8(}7 
 
 NEW BOOKS. 
 
 [The readers of LIPPINCOTT'S will find in this department, from month to 
 month, such concise and critical notice of all noteworthy publications, of which 
 extended reviews are not given elsewhere in the magazine, as will enable them 
 to keep in touch with the world of new books.] 
 
 History and Biography. HISTORY OF THE UNITED STATES OF 
 AMERICA, Vols. V. and VI., by Henry Adams (Charles Scribner's Sons). All 
 that has been said in this magazine in praise of the earlier instalments of this 
 work, dealing with the first and second administrations of Jefferson, applies to 
 the present volumes, which treat of the first administration of James Madison. 
 The author is successful in the rare art of writing a history that is at once enter- 
 taining and trustworthy. THE IRON CHANCELLOR IN PRIVATE LIFE, by A 
 
 Fellow-Student, translated by Henry Hay ward (D. Appleton & Co.). This is 
 
 Bismarck intime, in undress. He shows as a man of blood, if not of iron. 
 
 LIFE OF DOROTHEA LYNDE Dix, by Francis Tiffany (Houghton, Mifflin & Co.). 
 A much-needed and well- written biography of a rare and glorious woman. The 
 work she accomplished will endure, and the purity of the spirit which prompted 
 
 it is not overmatched by the ardor of the best of saints. HENRIK IBSEN, 
 
 1828-1888 : A CRITICAL BIOGRAPHY, by Henrik Jseger, translated from the 
 Norwegian by William Morton Payne (Chicago : A. C. McClurg & Co.). A 
 
 sympathetic and very interesting sketch. THE JEWS UNDER ROMAN RULE, 
 
 by W. D. Morrison (G. P. Putnam's Sons). This new volume in the excellent 
 Story of the Nations Series is to be welcomed as the first English book ex- 
 clusively devoted to this important period of Jewish history, a period which 
 is at the same time the most momentous turning-point in the history of the 
 
 world. STRATFORD-ON-AVON, FROM THE EARLIEST TIMES TO THE DEATH 
 
 OF SHAKESPEARE, by Sidney Lee (Macmillan & Co.). ELEMENTARY HIS- 
 TORY OF THE UNITED STATES, by Charles Morris (Lippincotts). The interest 
 and continuity of the historical narrative are not sacrificed to mere simplicity of 
 
 language, the common fault of such primary text-books. THE TAKING OF 
 
 LOUISBURG, by Samuel Adams Drake (Lee & Shepard). THE ICELANDIC 
 
 DISCOVERIES OF AMERICA, by Mrs. John B. Shipley (John B. Alden). A com- 
 pact and cogent statement of the evidence favoring a belief in the discovery of 
 America by the Norse navigators. 
 
 Travel. EUROPEAN DAYS AND WAYS, by Alfred E. Lee (Lippincotts). 
 Mr. Lee travelled abroad while in the consular service of the United States. 
 He visited the Netherlands, Germany, Italy, and Spain, and wandered over the 
 Swiss and Austrian Alps. All that he saw, and this was much, he describes in 
 
 the most engaging style. FROM THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN TO THE 
 
 VOLGA, by Francis C. Sessions (Welch, Fracker Co.). A volume of northern 
 lights, as it were. The author has little to tell that is new, but the manner of 
 
 telling is fresh and happy. FROM YELLOWSTONE PARK TO ALASKA, by 
 
 Francis C. Sessions (Welch, Fracker Co.). New territory is nqf long a terra 
 incognita now. Africa itself swarms with busy pens and pencils; and as for 
 Alaska, the path there is already a beaten one. But it is trodden lightly in this
 
 868 NE W BOOKS. 
 
 volume. FOLLOWING THE GUIDON, lay Mrs. E. B. Ouster (Harper & Bros.). 
 
 Charming sketches of cavalry life, in camp ancTafield. CAMPAIGNING WITH 
 
 CROOK, by Captain Charles King, U.S.A. (Harper & Bros.). Interesting 
 memories of the Sioux Campaign of 1876, together with three tales of American 
 
 army life. AZTEC LAND, by Maturin M. Ballou (Houghton, Mifflin & Co.). 
 
 A very readable record of a " Raymond" excursion to Mexico. It is needless 
 to say of the author that his eyes were open to everything worth seeing. 
 
 Fiction. Two MASTERS, by B. M. Croker (Lippincotts). There is a notable 
 briskness in the movement of this novel, and a charming brightness in its talk. 
 A girl tells the story in the first person. THE ANGLOMANIACS (Cassell Pub- 
 lishing Co.) Much of this humorous story is admirably done, and some of its 
 satire is overdone; but the picture is sufficiently life-like, on the whole, and 
 
 always amusing. OCEANIDES, A PHYSICAL NOVEL, by Ernst von Hummel 
 
 (The Author, Boston). ONE OF " BERRIAN'S" NOVELS, by Mrs. C. H. Stone 
 
 (Welch, Fracker Co.). THINK AND THANK, by Samuel W. Coope (The 
 
 Jewish Pub. Soc. of America). Episodes in the life of Sir Moses Monte- 
 
 fiore are cleverly used as the basis of a healthy juvenile story. Two MODERN 
 
 WOMEN, by Kate Gannett Wells (Lippincotts). A romance that appeals to the 
 sympathies of the feminine reader. The central figures a^e sketched with signal 
 
 success. SIFTING MATRIMONY, by Clara Camera (T. B. Peterson & Bros.). 
 
 ABEILLE, par Anatole France; edited by Chas. P. Lebon, Jr. (D. C. Heath 
 
 & Co.). Easy and delightful French reading. HISTORIETTES MODERNES, 
 
 recueillies et annote'es par C. Fontaine (D. C. Heath & Co.). The third volume 
 of a useful collection of well-selected tales. 
 
 Miscellaneous. DUST AND ITS DANGERS, by T. Mitchell Prudden, M.D. 
 (G. P. Putnam's Sons). An important little volume, whose astonishing facts 
 should be known to every person in the world. The great danger which lurks 
 in the air we breathe is the deadly bacterium. It is possible, as Dr. Prudden 
 indicates, to control in a large degree the dissemination of the most prevalent of 
 bacteria, the tubercle-bacillus ; and hence the value of the practical suggestions 
 
 contained in this book. AMONG THE MOTHS AND BUTTERFLIES, by Julia P. 
 
 Ballard (G. P. Putnam's Sons). A revised and enlarged edition of one of the most 
 stimulating books for children ever written. STORIES ABOUT FAMOUS PRE- 
 CIOUS STONES, by Mrs. Goddard Orpen (D. Lothrop Company). The romances, 
 agreeably related in a dozen chapters, of the most valuable jewels, the Regent 
 
 or Pitt diamond, the Braganza, the Great Mogul, the French Blue, etc. 
 
 SOUTHERN WAR SONGS, collected and arranged by W. L. Fagan (New York, 
 M. T. Richardson & Co.). An exhaustive and highly interesting collection of the 
 
 verse inspired by the Lost Cause. MYSELF, by Lafayette Charles Loomis 
 
 (John B. Alden.). The thoughts of many men, some of them great, on the 
 nature of mind and the laws of life. An ill-arranged collection.
 
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 NEW PUBLICATIONS. 
 
 THERE are really certain persons light-headed enough to speak disparagingly 
 of the whole literature of fiction, its masterpieces and all. With some this is 
 only a pretence ; with the rest it is either sheer ignorance or imbecile prejudice. 
 Bather should one, from the view-point of right living, turn his back on the 
 whole literature of theology. Such, evidently, was the opinion of the worthy 
 Methodist bishop whose judgment was confidently solicited by a certain nar- 
 row-minded dame who had been horrified at finding a copy of " Pickwick" in 
 the hands of her daughter. " Madam," said the good bishop, solemnly, " I wish 
 with all my heart I had never read any of the works of Charles Dickens." 
 " There 1" cried the mother, triumphantly ; " listen, my dear child, to the words 
 of the bishop." "But why, sir, do you say that?" the girl inquired. "Be- 
 cause," he said, impressively, " I might then enjoy again the incomparable 
 pleasure of reading them for the first time." It rests always in our power to 
 give some one this pleasure, our own child, for instance. And that is why no 
 home is well furnished whose library does not contain complete sets of the rank- 
 ing poets and novelists. But the wise man wants his Dickens, like his cigars, of 
 the best. That is to say, he wants Dickens in large, bold type, clearly and cleanly 
 printed on durable paper, and bound handsomely and to endure. This fairly 
 describes the new Tavistock Edition,* in thirty volumes, printed from the plates 
 of the best octavo edition, on smaller and thinner paper, making a large 12mo, 
 of just the size for ready reading. The illustrations are printed from the 
 original steel plates. 
 
 After all, one goes to books either for entertainment or instruction. It is 
 pleasant, to be sure, to get both from the same volume; but one rarely does. 
 Now, the books that entertain us are of several sorts ; the books that distinctly 
 amuse us are fewer in kind, and far between. What has been needed always is 
 the vade-mecum, the book to which one may turn in idle moments for an inspira- 
 tion or a smile. It seems to us that Dr. A. Sydney Roberts has produced such 
 a one in his " In and Out of Book and Journal," f a charming collection of epi- 
 grams in prose and verse. The author has picked ripe plums from a thousand 
 trees in the literary orchard, and one has only to loll back before the open grate 
 and taste them at leisure. Ripe they are, some of them over-ripe, with the 
 philosophy of life. Here is Schopenhauer shouldering Chesterfield ; Byron en 
 face of Butler. But more than half the charm of the volume is due to the ex- 
 quisite pictorial bits, by S. W. Van Schaick, which illuminate its pages. There 
 is delightful daintiness and the happiest humor in all of them. They are 
 social glimpses, showing lovers in a variety of attitudes and adventurous pre- 
 
 * TAVISTOCK EDITION OF CHARLES DICKENS'S WORKS. Sold only in Complete Seta. 
 30 vols., cloth, $45.00; three-quarters calf or morocco, $100.00. J. B. Lippincott Co. 
 
 t IN AND OUT OP BOOK AND JOURNAL. Selected and arranged by A. Sydney Roberts, 
 M.D. With fifty spirited illustrations by S. W. Van Schaick. 12mo. Cloth, $1.25. J. B. 
 Lippincott Co. 
 
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 dicaments, glimpses of feasts, dances, and flirtations. In a word, it may be 
 said that Dr. Roberta's companionable compilation ia a felicitous rejoinder to 
 the sarcasm contained in his first selection, a quotation from Chatfield, defining 
 the titles of books as " decoys to catch purchasers." 
 
 "Sheridan's Ride" * is one, and not the least, of the half-dozen American 
 patriotic poems which are likely to live and warm the blood of many thousands 
 of readers yet unborn. Struck off at white heat by T. Buchanan Read, the fire 
 has never fled from its fine and fluent lines ; and whether one begins to read it 
 in cold blood or hears it in adequate declamation, it is sure to kindle the sacred 
 flame that makes heroes of us all. This edition of the poem is the one to keep 
 in the family. It is profusely and admirably illustrated with engravings on 
 wood. 
 
 A most acceptable volume has been made by the Lippincotts in their illumi- 
 nation of certain " English Poems." f The pretty oblong folio contains, among 
 other classic pieces, "Evening" and "Noon," by Cunningham; "Flocks and 
 Herds," by Thomson ; "The Lazy Mist," by Burns; " Catharina," by Cowper; 
 " Autumn," by Wordsworth ; " Winter," by Barton. Five of these poems are 
 cleverly illustrated by M. M. Taylor with characteristic etchings. 
 
 For several years a noteworthy feature of each holiday season has been the 
 appearance of a narrative poem by Mrs. M. B. M. Toland, published splendidly 
 by the Lippincotts. This year it is " Tisayac of the Yoseraite,"J a romantic 
 tale in tuneful verse, inspired by an Indian legend which Mr. Hubert Howe 
 Bancroft has preserved. This legend traces the origin of the Bridal Veil Falls 
 of the Yosemite to the hopeless love of To-to-ko-nu-la, a young brave, for the 
 beautiful spirit Tisayac. The poem is written melodiously in suitable measure, 
 and exhibits the author's lyric skill, as when she sings, 
 
 Hard is this stone, 
 But I have known 
 A harder death 
 With living breath. 
 
 Mrs. Toland is favored far above most poets in the attractive setting her 
 verse receives. "Tisayac" is exquisitely issued to the public. The comely 
 
 * SHERIDAN'S RIDE, by T. Buchanan Read. Illustrated with fine drawings by some of 
 the best artists and engraved on wood by Andrew. 8vo. Cloth, gilt, $2.00; new-style 
 leather, $2.50. J. B. Lipplncott Co. 
 
 t EXOLISH POEMS. With etchings by M. M. Taylor. Oblong folio. Bound in cloth, 
 ornamented, $2.50 ; leather, new style, $3.50. J. B. Lippincott Go. 
 
 | TISA'VAC OF THE YOSEMITE. By M. B. M. Toland, author of "Legend Laymone" and 
 other handsomely illustrated books for the holidays. Square octavo, bound in illuminated 
 cloth, gilt top, rough edges, $2.50; leatherette, $3.00; full morocco, gilt edges, $5.00. J. B. 
 Lippincott Co.
 
 NEW PUBLICATIONS. 871 
 
 square octavo volume contains full-page illustrative drawings by Frederick 
 Dielman, H. Bolton Jones, Hermann Simon, and Henry Sandham. These are 
 reproduced in excellent photogravures, and so is an admirable panel title-page 
 modelled in his best manner by John J. Boyle. All through the text appear 
 dainty floral designs printed in delicate neutral tint. The volume, moreover, 
 is made absolutely unique and of peculiar value and interest by reason of its 
 striking half-title in color, a remarkable reproduction of a portrait gracefully 
 designed by Will H. Low. 
 
 The chiefest holiday-book issued by the Lippincotts is a sumptuous volume 
 entitled " A Mosaic," * it being a collection of twenty-two photogravures, beau- 
 tiful reproductions of notable and representative paintings by various members 
 of the Artists' Fund Society of Philadelphia. Opposite each plate is a bit of 
 appropriate verse, and following each one is a brief description, this text being 
 the tasteful and praiseworthy work of the editor, Mr. Harrison S. Morris. 
 The volume is conspicuous among the few superb gift-books of the season. It 
 marks a distinct advance in the fine art of reproducing paintings by photo- 
 engraving processes, and all the pictures are here reproduced for the first 
 time. The mechanical finish of the volume is faultless. The list of subjects 
 includes " Art," by Stephen J. Ferris ; " In the Museum," by Frank L. Kirk- 
 patrick ; " Roses at the Window," by George C. Lambdin ; " Making Harbor 
 out of the Fog," by James B. Sword ; " The Day of the Meschianza," by Fred. 
 James; "A Philosopher in Fur," by Hermann Simon ; "Ramparts of the Sea," 
 by Wm. T. Richards ; " Contentment," by H. T. Cariss ; " Home, Sweet Home," 
 by George B. Wood ; " The Return of May," by E. B. Bensell ; " The Wissa- 
 hickon," by W. H. Willcox; "On Board an Ocean Greyhound," by George 
 Wright; " An Etrurian," by Henry Thouron ; " The Light of Day is Fading," 
 by F. De B. Richards; "The Monarch of the Plains," by N. H. Trotter; "A 
 By- Way Over-Hill," by Isaac L. Williams ; " Where Wild Blackberries Grow," 
 by W. A. Porter ; " Waiting," by F. F. De Crano ; " Through the Woods," by 
 J. W. Lauderbach ; " Far from the Madding Crowd," by Thomas B. Craig ; 
 " The End of the Day," by C. C. Cooper, Jr. ; " Over the Hills and Far Away," 
 by Carl Weber. 
 
 The science of political economy languishes in the hands of college pro- 
 fessors. It cannot be made exact so long as its teachers are men who lead the 
 monastic life and cultivate the abstract point of view. With such as these 
 Mr. Rufus Cope takes issue in his forceful treatise on "The Distribution of 
 Wealth." f An abler, more originally thoughtful and suggestive essay on the 
 
 * A MOSAIC. By the Artists' Fund Society of Philadelphia. Edited by Harrison S. 
 Morris. Bound in white vellum cloth, with antique ornamentation in color and bronze, 
 $7.50; three-quarters levant morocco, $12.50. J. B. Lippincott Co. 
 
 f THE DISTRIBUTION or WEALTH ; OR, THE ECONOMIC LAWS BY WHICH WAQES AKD 
 PROFITS ARE DETERMINED. By Rufus Cope. J. B. Lippincott Co.
 
 872 NEW PUBLICATIONS. 
 
 profounder problems of political science has not been written in many years. 
 It boldly separates those immutable principles which inhere in the nature of 
 things from the doctrines which deal not with fixed conditions alone, but with 
 all the changing phases of a growing civilization. " Political economy," says 
 Mr. Cope, "is not a stationary science: it was not embalmed in the writings 
 of Ricardo, Malthus, and Smith." Nothing could be more refreshing than 
 the vigorous manner in which this author discusses the economical questions 
 of the day. All the ill-directed scholastic learning of the pseudo-scientists 
 vanishes in the light of his simple, direct, and cogent statement of facts. In 
 particular, his comments on the various theories accounting for the rate of 
 wages will be found luminous and helpful. A final interesting chapter is on 
 the secular and religious education of the people. It is of the essence of the 
 advanced thought of the times. " The Church," says Mr. Cope, " must get its 
 dead theology out of the way. It must cease to antagonize demonstrated 
 truths ; it must cease to magnify absurd dogmas and to belittle ethics." 
 
 It is the spirit of these words which breathes through the imaginative pages 
 of General M. D. Leggett's remarkably clever book.* It is a daring tour de 
 force in sociological literature; a clear analysis of the social and religious 
 tendencies of the day, with a prophecy of their outcome, set forth in the 
 attractive guise of fiction. We are taken to the planet Mars, and we watch the 
 gradual decadence of a civilization " Christianized" like our own through the 
 influence of dogma and not through the vital spirit of Christ's teaching. Then 
 the experiment is begun which constitutes the sociological theory of the author. 
 This is worthy of careful study ; it is plainly the product of a broad and deep 
 experience of life. The remedy for existing evils, it seems to say, must be sought 
 in educational methods and influences ; and the education of boys and girls 
 should begin a thousand years before they are born, and it actually does. 
 
 No American romancer is more popular than Captain Charles King ; and 
 the cause of his popularity is not far to seek. He has always a genuinely good 
 story to tell, and he always succeeds in telling it with a directness and a sim- 
 plicity which the wise public rightly appraises at a higher value than mere 
 tricks of style. Captain King has made charming even the commonplace ; while 
 to all that is really romantic in the life of the American soldier, from flirtations 
 at West Point to a campaign in the Indian country, he has given a permanent 
 place in literature. His new novel f is wholly delightful reading. 
 
 Ease and grace of style, an intimate acquaintance with human nature, and 
 the dramatic ability to clothe her characters with flesh and blood and breathe 
 
 * A DREAM or A MODEST PROPHET. By M. D. Leggett. J. B. Lippincott Co. 
 
 t CAPTAIN BLAKE. Bjr Captain Charles King. Illustrated. J. B. Lippincott Co.
 
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 life into them, are among the qualities that lend special interest to Mrs. Yeeder's 
 novel.* She is equally happy in the more serious personages she introduces, 
 the gay and capricious, or the occasional odd and original types who become the 
 vehicle of much humor and homely common sense. There is enough variety 
 of scene and incident to hold the attention undiminished to the end, and the 
 story is a worthy one. 
 
 In his "Two Lost Centuries of Britain,"! Mr. Wm. H. Babcock shows 
 clearly that the romance of history is not less agreeable reading than the best 
 of historical romance. Authentic or not, the accepted facts concerning Cu- 
 nedda, Hengist, and King Arthur are related with fine narrative skill by Mr. 
 Babcock. 
 
 There are many persons who will not only enjoy but find profit in the read- 
 ing of " Hermetic Philosophy." J It is a compact, carefully-written treatise, 
 hintful to every reflective reader. 
 
 THE AUTOCRAT OF THE DR A WING-ROOM. 
 
 ME. WARD MCALLISTER, gentleman, has suddenly become famous. From 
 the management of small social matters in New York he has emerged as the 
 arbiter of cooking and etiquette for the nation. Millions have been pausing to 
 listen to his disquisitions on the rival merits of filet de bceuf a la B6a.rna.ise and 
 ris de veau it la Toulouse ; thousands of housewives have been trembling lest in 
 setting dinner before their husbands they should commit the fatal mistake of 
 " letting two white or brown sauces follow each other in succession ;" two cities 
 have been convulsed by the question whether terrapin should be prepared 
 according to the laws of the Baltimore stew or those of the Trenton stew ; and 
 the world of fashion has been astounded by the new code of manners and 
 morals propounded for its guidance by this latter-day Petronius. 
 
 His qualifications for the task which he has undertaken are high. 
 
 " I have dined at Windsor Castle," he writes, " with Queen Victoria's cook. 
 I have heard her footmen, in green and gold, re-echo from hall to kitchen the 
 
 * HER BROTHER DOXXAUD. By Emily E. Veeder. J. B. Lippincott Company. 
 
 t THE Two LOST CENTURIES OP BRITAIN. By Wm. H. Babcock. $1.25. J. B. Lippin- 
 cott Co. 
 
 J HERMETIC PHILOSOPHY : including Lessons, General Discourses, and Explications of 
 " Fragments" from the Schools of Egypt, Chaldea, Greece, Italy, Scandinavia, etc. Designed 
 for Students of the Hermetic, Pythagorean, and Platonic Sciences and Western Occultism. 
 By an Acolyte of the " H. B. of L." 12mo. Cloth, $1.00. J. B. Lippincott Co. 
 
 2 SOCIETY AS I HAVE FOUND IT. By Ward McAllister. (Cassell & Co.) Owing to the 
 late receipt of the book, this review waa crowded out of its proper place, and had to be in- 
 serted outside of the regular department for such notices. In a note to the editor the writer 
 of the review says, " I have let the book tell its own story and expose its own ineffable folly."
 
 874 THE AUTOCRAT OF THE DRAWING-ROOM. 
 
 note that dinner was served ; and then," he adds, with a sigh, " then I was told 
 to go." 
 
 That he was predestined for such eminence as that which he has gained by 
 dining with a royal cook and scenting royal viands from afar is evident from 
 his description of his parentage. 
 
 " My mother," he writes, " was the most beautiful, Murillo-like woman I 
 have ever seen ; and she was as good as she was beautiful ; an angel in works 
 of charity and sympathy for her race. Charlotte Corday's picture in the 
 Louvre is a picture of my mother. The likeness arose from the fact that her 
 family were descended on the maternal side from the Corday family of France." 
 
 Mr. McAllister's French descent is probably responsible for his subsequent 
 skill in the concoction of French dishes. In French grammar he was less 
 expert ; but then, as he justly says, " no gentleman talks grammatically, don't 
 you know ?" 
 
 Concerning his father he writes that " the clergyman of the largest colored 
 church in the city of Savannah offered up prayers for him every Sunday." 
 One of his brothers " did the family great credit by becoming, being, and dying 
 a Christian." Another brother "grew up with the poet Milton always under 
 his arm." As for Ward McAllister, he writes, " I let ambition go, and through 
 life and to the present moment swear by my goddess Venus." 
 
 This must, jndeed, have been a remarkable household. With one son 
 leaving paganism to become a Christian, with a second transporting the re- 
 mains of a deceased English poet from place to place under his arm, with a 
 third devoting himself to so frivolous a deity as Venus, who shall wonder 
 that the colored preacher offered weekly prayers for their father ? 
 
 Faithful to the ritual of his chosen goddess, Mr. McAllister spent his 
 youth in " dancing and reciting poetry to beautiful women." Few, alas ! are 
 the specimens that remain to show how he cultivated the muse in Catullus's 
 vein. Here is a verse of a lyric which he delivered while kneeling on a 
 cushion at a young lady's feet : 
 
 These flowers, dear lady, unto thee I bring, 
 With hopes as timid as the dawning spring, 
 Which, oft repelled by many a chilling blast, 
 Still trusts its offerings may succeed at last. 
 
 Strange to say, our chronicler records that " the young woman laughed 
 immoderately ; but I, not in the least perturbed, grasping my bouquet of flowers 
 with one hand, and placing my other hand over my heart, looked into the 
 depths of her lovely eyes, and, in low and tender words, continued to pour out 
 my soul in poetry." 
 
 His father, not long after this, took him to live in San Francisco. Eggs at 
 that time cost two dollars apiece in the Far West. " Consequently," writes Mr. 
 McAllister, " gloom settled upon me." He tried to console himself " with a large 
 barrel of English brown stout." At night he wrapped himself in a bed-quilt 
 " made of a lovely Chinese floss-silk shawl." But the price of eggs preyed on his 
 mind until he obtained his first retainer ; and then, " as I laid the money ounce 
 by ounce on the desk, my noble parent danced a pirouette, for he was as jolly 
 an old fellow as ever lived." Thereafter, eggs were plentiful in the McAllister 
 household. 
 
 He next went to see the Queen of England. Unfortunately, the royal
 
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 family did not receive him as eagerly as he expected. They did not, in fact, 
 receive him at all. "But," he records, "I stood within a few yards of them; 
 and I feel sure that we ate, that day, at the inn, the pheasants which had been 
 shot by Prince Albert." This^vas all the bliss that he attained. 
 
 Going to Rome, he learned, to his amazement, that the American minister 
 declared there was no such thing as an American gentleman. 
 
 "Hearing this," writes Mr. McAllister, "I resolved that he should get no 
 chance to meet me ;" and, leaving the wretched minister to his fate, he returned 
 to America. 
 
 And now a great event occurred in our annalist's life. During his English 
 travels he had met, in addition to the royal cook, Lord Frederick Cavendish, 
 son of the Duke of Devonshire (is it not sad to find the hapless victim of the 
 Phoenix Park murderers dragged into this ridiculous book?) ; the Hon. Evelyn 
 Ashley, a son of the Earl of Shaftesbury, the well-known philanthropist ; and 
 Mr. G. W. des Voeux, now governor of Hong-Kong. He invited them to 
 Savannah. His great idea was to impress the British consul of that city with 
 a sense of his importance; "for this same consul had ignored me, hearing I 
 had the audacity to give at my table filet de basufaux truffes et champignons." 
 
 In the excitement of relating this incident Mr. McAllister forgets to explain 
 why it was so heinous to provide this dish for his guests, and why the British 
 consul should have ignored him on account of it. 
 
 " I returned home," he writes, not heeding the aforenamed point, " feeling 
 sure that those young noblemen woujd be but a few hours under my roof before Her 
 Majesty's consul would give me the honor of a visit. In fact, my guests had 
 not been with me an hour when the consul rushed up my front steps. Meeting 
 me at the door, he threw his arms around my neck, exclaiming, ' My dear boy, 
 I was in love with your mother thirty years ago ; you are her image : carry me 
 to your noble guests.' " 
 
 By another oversight Mr. McAllister omits to mention how he carried the 
 consul, whether he carried him on his back or wheeled him in a chair. But 
 the mention of his mother's courtship was too much for him. He forgave the 
 consul on the spot, and carried him to his " noble guests." 
 
 " Ever after," he says, " I had the respect and esteem of this dear old man, 
 who, for Savannah, was rich as Croasus, and before all things esteemed and 
 valued a good dinner and a fine glass of Madeira. My filets de bceuf, and the 
 scions of noble English houses, placed me in the front social rank in that little 
 aristocratic town, and brought forth from one of its oldest inhabitants the excla- 
 mation, ' My dear boy, your aunts, the Telfairs, could give breakfasts, but you, 
 you can give dinners.' " 
 
 Having vanquished the consul, he next wrote to a neighbor who had a 
 deer-park, and asked for an invitation. 
 
 " Back came the invitation : ' Come to me at once with your noble friends. 
 I and my whole county will receive them and do them honor!'" 
 
 The host met the party. " ' By Jove ! by Jove !' he cried, ' Mac, introduce 
 me to your noble friends.' And I repeatedly heard him exclaim, 'No jackass 
 stock here, sir ; all thoroughbreds : I could tell 'em in the dark.' He then 
 addressed them as follows: 'Will your lordships ride or drive?' They 
 drove. 
 
 " When the cloth was removed at dinner, I trembled. For my dear old 
 father had always told me that on his circuits he always avoided this house, for
 
 876 THE AUTOCRAT OF THE DRAWING-ROOM. 
 
 in it one could never find so much as a glass of whiskey. What, then, was my 
 surprise to have placed before us a superb bottle of sherry !" 
 
 Surely this passage is matchless. Our historian invites himself to dinner, 
 and then " trembles" lest there should be no whiskey for his '' noble friends." 
 
 He now takes his readers to Newport, and on his way thither calls atten- 
 tion to the reprehensible act of an English sea-captain, who " while going from 
 his vessel in full evening dress, with his white gloves carefully buttoned, sprang 
 overboard and saved one of his men from drowning." 
 
 He had purchased a small farm at Newport, and gave little dinners there, 
 " not hesitating to ask the very crtme de la crime of New York society." Un- 
 fortunately, he had no stock. 
 
 " I felt," he says, " that it would never do to have a gathering of the brightest 
 and cleverest people with neither a cow nor a sheep in the place : so I at once 
 hired an entire flock of Southdown sheep, and two yoke of cattle, and several 
 cows from the neighboring farm." 
 
 Thus, with sheep and cattle, " the brightest and cleverest people" had con- 
 genial company at Mr. McAllister's farm. " If you were not of the inner circle," 
 he says, " it took the combined efforts of all your friends' backing and pushing 
 to get you an invitation to the farm. For years whole families sat on the stool 
 of probation, awaiting trial and acceptance, and many were then rejected; but, 
 once received, you were put on an intimate footing with all" including the 
 sheep and cattle. 
 
 His model in these days was Mr. Isaac Brown, the sexton of Grace Church, 
 in New York. " Brown knew everything and everybody. You would hear him 
 sotto voce remarking upon men as they passed : 'Old family, good old stock;' 
 or, ' He's a new man ; he had better mind his p's and q's, or I will trip him up.' 
 1 Ah, here's a fellow who intends to dance his way into society.' ' Here comes 
 a handsome boy ; the women are crazy about him,' " etc. 
 
 Under the careful tuition of Mr. Brown, the sexton, Mr. McAllister ad- 
 vanced in social wisdom and station until he actually received an invitation 
 to the ball given to the Prince of Wales by the citizens of New York. His first 
 thought was of supper. " I tried," he writes, " to get into the supper-room 
 stealthily ; but the vigilant eye of John Jacob Astor met mine. He bid me 
 wait my turn." Then he requested General Scott to introduce him to the Prince. 
 "'What name, sir?' asked the general, sharply. I gave him my name, but 
 at the sound of 'Mac,' not thinking it distinguished enough, he quietly said, 
 ' Pass on, sir.' " 
 
 " The mistake made by the world at large," says the writer, " is that fashion- 
 able people are selfish, frivolous, and indifferent to the welfare of their fellow- 
 creatures: all of which is a popular error." And, as if to prove that fashion- 
 able people are unselfish, he describes a series of gorgeous entertainments given 
 by him in November, 1862, at a period when his fellow-countrymen were in 
 the stress of civil war. 
 
 It was about this time that gome anonymous lines were sent to him. There 
 were those who suspected that the lines were written by the hand which penned 
 the madrigal quoted above. They began, 
 
 There never was Been BO fair a sight 
 As at Dolmonico's last night. 
 And by whose magic wand is this 
 All conjured up, the height of blies ?
 
 THE AUTOCRAT OF THE DRAWING-ROOM. 877 
 
 "Tis he who now before you looms, 
 The Autocrat of Drawing-Rooms. 
 
 " I would here," he says, " make some suggestions as to the proper way 
 of introducing a young girl into New York society. Had I charged a fee for 
 every consultation with anxious mothers on this subject, I would be a rich 
 man." 
 
 He formulates these rules : 
 
 1. " It is cruel to take a girl to a ball where she knows no one." 
 
 2. " In marriage it works well to have the man more in love with you than 
 you are with him." 
 
 3. " In fashionable life, conspicuous jealousy is a mistake." 
 
 4. " It is in excessively bad taste for a young girl's relatives to refer to the 
 cost of dinners and balls given to welcome her into society." 
 
 5. " The first evidence of wealth is your equipage." 
 
 6. " Always avoid shabby people on the street." 
 
 7. " It is well to be in with the nobs who are born to their position ; but 
 the support of the swells is more advantageous." 
 
 8. " If you want to be fashionable, be always in the company of fashionable 
 people." 
 
 With these hints for the edification of young American manhood and young 
 American girlhood 'he passes to the question of dinners: 
 
 " Success in. entertaining is accomplished by magnetism and tact. I myself 
 once lost a charming friend by giving a better soup than he did." 
 
 " Discordant elements people invited alphabetically or to pay off debts 
 are fatal." 
 
 "I invariably discard two soups and insist to the protesting chef that there 
 shall be but one." 
 
 " I have known a man, whose dinners were famous by reason of his being 
 always able to give at them a faultless Madeira, disappear with his wine. When 
 his wine gave out, he collapsed." 
 
 "A dinner invitation, once accepted, is a sacred obligation. If you die 
 before the dinner takes place, your executor must attend the dinner." 
 
 " At a large dinner, where the only lady is the hostess, should she rise and 
 receive each guest? This is still a vexed question." 
 
 "Men with whom you are only on a business footing you should dine at 
 your club, and not inflict them on your family." 
 
 " I daily comment to my cook on the performance of the previous day. 
 No one, especially in this country, can accomplish great results without time 
 and attention to these details." 
 
 The question of dress then occupies his mind. " A short time ago," he 
 writes, "a handsome, well-dressed Englishman, well up in all matters pertaining 
 to society, went with me to see me try on a dress-coat." Evidently Mr. McAllister 
 expected that his dress-coat would make a profound impression upon the Eng- 
 lishman. But the Englishman surveyed him, sighed, and laid down this rule: 
 " You must never be able to see the tails of your dress-coat. If you do, discard 
 the coat." 
 
 Had a school-teacher found himself caned by his smallest pupil, he could 
 not have been more enraged than Mr. McAllister, who had hardly recovered 
 from the shock before his friend dealt him another blow. " If you are stout," 
 said the friend, and Mr. McAllister's tendency to embonpoint has long given
 
 878 THE AUTOCRAT OF THE DRAWING-ROOM. 
 
 uneasiness to his friends, " never wear a white waistcoat, or a conspicuous 
 watch-chain. In hats, always follow the fashion ; never mind whether it is 
 becoming or not." This was unkiuder still ; for Mr. McAllister's hats had long 
 been a byword in society. 
 
 But, nothing daunted, this American Beau Brummell rattles on, making out 
 bills of fare, dictating model cards of invitation, telling men how to behave and 
 women how to dress, until, with a sigh, he reaches this conclusion : " The sur- 
 prise to me is that our cleverest men do not oftener seek society and become its 
 brilliant ornaments." 
 
 Is Mr. McAllister's surprise shared by the public? Does anybody who 
 reads his lucubrations wonder that " our cleverest men" stand aloof from the 
 society which Mr. McAllister claims to represent? A leader of society who 
 boasts of dining with cooks ; whose style and whose knowledge would make a 
 school-boy blush ; who believes that gluttony is a sign of good breeding ; who 
 advises young people to avoid old friends who are shabby ; who relates how he 
 put up a girl for sale in the matrimonial market ; who spied around the kitchens 
 of Windsor Castle till he " was told to go ;'* who "swears by his goddess Venus ;" 
 who truckles to a foreign aristocracy; who, by an unwearied pursuit of the most 
 frivolous pleasures, has prepared for himself an unhonored old age, such a 
 leader need fear no competitor among " our cleverest men," or, indeed, among 
 God-fearing men and women, at any time, anywhere. 
 
 Let this review, then, end with an admiring lady's poetical tribute to Mr. 
 McAllister, modestly quoted by aimself : 
 
 He does not reign in Russia cold, 
 
 Nor yet in far CatHay, 
 But o'er this town he's come to hold 
 
 An undisputed sway. 
 
 When in their might the ladies rose 
 
 " To put the despot down," 
 As blandly as Ah Sin he goes 
 
 His way without a frown. 
 
 Alas ! though he's but one alone, 
 
 He's one too many still. 
 He's fought the fight: he's held his own, 
 
 And to the end he will.
 
 CURRENT NOTES. 879 
 
 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 SAYS, 
 
 I regard the Royal Baking Powder as the best manufactured 
 and in the market, so far as I have any experience in the use of 
 such compounds. 
 
 Since the introduction of it into my kitchen, three years ago, 
 I have used no other in making biscuits, cake, etc., and have 
 entirely discarded for such purposes the home-made combination 
 of one-third soda, two-thirds cream of tartar. 
 
 Every box has been in perfect condition when it came into 
 my hands, and the contents have given complete satisfaction. 
 
 It is an act of simple justice and also a pleasure to recom- 
 mend it unqualifiedly to American housewives.
 
 880 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
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 PRANG'S HOLIDAY PUBLICATIONS. The enterprising firm of L. Prang & 
 Co. have now ready a beautiful assortment of holiday publications, including 
 fine art books, booklets, and picture-cards. A noticeable book is an exquisitely- 
 illustrated edition of Robert Browning's " Saul." The illustrations are photo- 
 gravures from original drawings by Frank O. Small. The book is beautifully 
 printed and bound. Another book which will make a most acceptable Christ- 
 mas-present is " The Golden Flower, Chrysanthemum." The many varieties 
 of this gorgeous flower are presented in finely-colored illustrations, each picture 
 being accompanied by appropriate bits of verse selected from such well-known 
 poets as R. H. Stoddard, Edith M. Thomas, Robert Browning, Oliver Wendell 
 Holmes, and others. Among the dainty and pretty booklets may be mentioned 
 "The Spirit of the Pine," by Esther B. Tiffany, illustrated by William S. 
 Tiffany; "A Drift- Wood Fire," by George A. Buffum, illustrated by F. Schuyler 
 Mathews; "The Winds of the Seasons," by Frank T. Robinson, illustrated by 
 Louis K. Harlow ; " Summer Thoughts for Yule-Tide," by S. Elgar Benet, with 
 illustrations by Louis K. Harlow ; " The Story of a Dory," by Edward Everett 
 Hale, and salted down picturesquely by F. Schuyler Mathews; "My Light- 
 house, and other Poems," by Celia Thaxter, illustrated by the author. Among 
 the picture-cards the most noticeable and attractive is Miss Ida Waugh's prize 
 card entitled "Playing School." It represents a group of pretty children 
 engaged in this game, and will make a fit companion-piece to Miss Waugh's 
 former prize cards. 
 
 CARDINAL NEWMAN'S CONTEMPORARIES. A man is entered in a biograph- 
 ical dictionary by the date of his birth ; but it is really the date of his death 
 that ranges him in the memories of mankind. Macaulay and Newman belong 
 to a different epoch, but were born within a month or two of each other. 
 Newman was a baby when Keats, a child of four or five, who had not yet heard 
 of Lempriere, was standing with a drawn sword at the door of his mother's 
 bedroom to shield her from disturbance during an illness. Shelley, just over 
 eight, was already exciting the admiration of his sisters by his declamation of 
 Latin verse. Byron was beginning his troublesome teens, scribbling his first 
 verses, and being well hated, at Harrow. Newman hardly ranks as the con- 
 temporary of these, though he was twenty when Keats died, was of age when 
 Shelley died, and when Byron died was twenty-three. With Coleridge, Southey, 
 and Wordsworth, though these were all born between thirty and thirty-five 
 years before him, he lived in the world for thirty-three, forty-two, and forty- 
 nine years. In 1836, Faber, returning to Oxford from the Long, which he had 
 spent at the lakes, reported that " Wordsworth spoke of Newman's sermons, 
 gome of which he had read and liked exceedingly." Walter Scott was thirty 
 when Newman was born, and when Scott died Newman was beginning the 
 Tractarian movement which was to give Abbotsford to Rome. The Con- 
 temporary Review.
 
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 881 
 
 THE LONG AND SHORT OF IT is that good blood is essential to good 
 health. When that fluid is thin or impure, the system lacks power to resist 
 the inroads of disease. To cleanse the blood of any hereditary taint and keep 
 it uniformly sound and vigorous, Ayer's 
 Sarsaparilla has no equal. A highly- 
 concentrated and skilfully-prepared al- 
 terative, its effects are at once speedy 
 and permanent. No other medicine so 
 thoroughly eradicates scrofula, which, 
 more than anything else, is the cause of 
 pulmonary consumption and catarrh. 
 
 "I have often prescribed Ayer'a 
 Sarsaparilla for scrofula, and believe its 
 faithful use will thoroughly eradicate 
 this terrible disease. I have also taken 
 it as an alterative and blood-purifier, 
 and I must say that I honestly believe 
 it to be the best blood-medicine ever 
 compounded." W. F. FOWLER, M.D., 
 D.D.S., Greenville, Term. 
 
 " My little girl was troubled with a 
 painful swelling under one of her arms. 
 The physician being unable to effect a 
 cure, I gave her one bottle of Ayer's 
 Sarsaparilla and the complaint disap- 
 peared." W. F. KENNEDY, McFarland's, Va. 
 
 " I can truthfully recommend Ayer's Sarsaparilla for the cure of hereditary 
 scrofula, having proved the benefit of this medicine in my own person." N. B. 
 WATERS, Stratford, N.H. 
 
 Ayer's Sarsaparilla, prepared by Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass. Sold 
 by Druggists. Price $1. Six bottles, $5. Worth $5 a bottle. 
 
 The surest remedy for indigestion, costiveness, and sick headache" is Ayer's 
 Pills. The harsh, drastic purgatives, once deemed so indispensable to a 
 " thorough cleaning-out" of the system, have given place to milder and more 
 scientifically-prepared laxatives. Foremost among such laxatives must be 
 named Ayer's Pills. Being composed of the essential principles of the most 
 effective cathartics, without calomel or any other injurious drug, no ill effects 
 ever follow their use. For this reason, these Pills are everywhere recommended 
 as the best family medicine. Their sugar-coating makes them easy to take ; it also 
 preserves their medicinal strength in any climate, for an indefinite length of time. 
 
 Ayer's Pills, prepared by Dr. J. C. Ayer & Co., Lowell, Mass. Sold by 
 Druggists and Dealers in Medicines.
 
 882 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 THE SMALLEST FLOWERING PLANT. The smallest flowering plant is 
 Wolffia microscopica, & native of India. It belongs to the duckweed family. 
 It is almost microscopic in size, destitute of proper stem, leaves, and roots, but 
 having these organs merged in one, forming a frond. There is a prolongation 
 of the lower surface, the purpose of which seems to be to enable the plant to 
 float upright in the water. The fronds multiply by sending out other fronds 
 from a slit or concavity, and with such rapidity does this take place that a few 
 days often suffice to produce from a few individuals enough similar ones to 
 cover many square rods of pond-surface with the minute green granules. Small 
 as these plants are, they bear flowers. Two are produced on a plant, each of 
 them very simple, one of a single stamen and the other of a single pistil, both 
 of which burst through the upper surface of the frond. 
 
 AN ORIGINAL PARROT. There was of late advertised in London a parrot 
 who could make original observations, not mere slavish " copy," but the most 
 apt remarks. A parrot-fancier answered this advertisement, and the advertiser 
 brought his bird. He was not beautiful, and he did not look accomplished. 
 He no sooner opened his mouth, however, than his genius discovered itself. 
 
 " Supposing that this bird is all that you say of it," inquired the possible 
 purchaser, "what do you want for it?" "Fifty pounds," said the dealer. 
 " Make it guineas !" exclaimed the parrot. The enraptured bird-fancier bought 
 him at once. 
 
 Weeks rolled on, and the bird never said another word, not even that 
 solitary sentence, " Make it guineas!" which the purchaser naturally thought he 
 had learned by rote, as was the case with that world-famous bird that cried, 
 " What a precious lot of parrots!" (on finding himself in a bird-show), and for 
 evermore held his peace. He sent for the dealer, and thus frankly addressed 
 him : " Of course I have been taken in. This infernal bird is dumbj can't 
 even say 'What's o'clock?' or ' Pretty Poll.' " 
 
 " He only professes to make original observations," put in the dealer. 
 
 " Nonsense ! he does nothing but scratch himself. You have got your 
 money : at least tell me how he contrived to say ' Make, it guineas !' at so appro- 
 priate a moment. I'll forgive you, if you'll only tell me the truth." 
 
 " Very good, sir. Then, he didn't say it at all : I said it for him. I'm a ven- 
 triloquist. My parrots all make original observations, but only in my presence." 
 
 Then the parrot-fancier shook hands with the dealer and gave him a list of 
 other parrot-fanciers (his personal friends), who also in due time were taken in, 
 which of course was very soothing. 
 
 HIGH LIFE BELOW-STAIRS. The lady-servant system, as practically ap- 
 plied in England, has met with a certain measure of success. Its introduction 
 means a'complete revolution in domestic government, but the enthusiasts who 
 are pressing its acceptance on a sceptical public are very full of confidence. 
 The idea is to induce gentlewomen to take positions hitherto regarded as menial, 
 but, under the new order of things, to be robbed of all their humiliating 
 features. The advocates of this new measure acknowledge the impracticability 
 of mixing castes, and advise parties hiring ladies to dismiss all their old- 
 fashioned servants. Those households where the new maid ia at work are 
 recommended as models of order and decorum.
 
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 A M O T H E R'8 
 DUTY. It is the 
 duty of every sym- 
 pathetic mother to 
 maintain the healthy 
 physical equilibrium 
 in the child that 
 makes rosy cheeks, 
 bright eyes, clear 
 complexion, and irre- 
 pressible spirits pos- 
 sible, and provides a 
 proper foundation for robust manhood. 
 
 And this is a matter which natural agents, intelli- 
 gently used, have put largely in the control of the 
 mother. 
 
 The proper means employed at the proper moment 
 save suffering, save life. 
 
 Dr. Hand, of Scranton, Pa., has made infantile com- 
 plaints the special and continued study of twenty-five 
 years. 
 
 His Colic Cure never fails to give prompt relief to 
 crying babies : it not only allays the pain, but soothes the disturbed nerves of 
 the little one like the touch of a tender and kindly hand, and insures rest to 
 that other sufferer, the tired mother. 
 
 In that ever-dangerous period of teething, Dr. Hand's Teething Lotion gives 
 wonderful ease to baby : the soreness of the gums yields to, and is promptly 
 removed by, its application. 
 
 . The approaching season brings coughs, colds, and croup : Dr. Hand's Cough 
 and Croup Mixture brings prompt relief and cure. 
 
 Diarrhoea, which can result from so many causes, at any time, is always 
 checked and all contingent inflammation allayed by Dr. Hand's Diarrhoea 
 Mixture as easily and as naturally as, in the other extreme, his Pleasant Physic 
 promotes a healthy action of the bowels. 
 
 In order promptly to introduce these specifics in every household where 
 they are needed, The Hand Medicine Company will send, free of all express or 
 freight charges, to those who cannot procure the remedies from their regular 
 druggist, a family medicine-chest of children's remedies containing the follow- 
 ing preparations, upon receipt of $1.25 : 
 
 Dr. Hand's Colic Cure; Dr. Hand's Cough and Croup Medicine; Dr. 
 Hand's Diarrhoea Mixture ; Dr. Hand's Teething Lotion ; Dr. Hand's Pleasant 
 Physic ; Dr. Hand's Worm Elixir. 
 
 In addition to these items, a package of chafing-powder that is wonderfully 
 soothing and cooling will be given entirely free of charge to any mother who 
 sends for the case of remedies. 
 
 A book containing the strong endorsements of many grateful mothers will 
 be sent free to any one who will address THE HAND MEDICINE COMPANY, or 
 their wholesale agents, SMITH, KLINE & Co., 429 Arch Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
 
 884 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 THE MOTTOES IN THE WAVERLEY NOVELS. A very large number of the 
 mottoes to the " Waverley Novels," variously purporting to be extracts from old 
 plays, the composition of anonymous writers, etc., were composed by Sir Walter 
 Scott himself. Lockhart, in the " Life," volume v., page 145, thus explains the 
 beginning of this practice : 
 
 "It was in correcting the proof-sheets of 'The Antiquary' that Scott first took to equip- 
 ping his chapters with mottoes of his own fabrication. On one occasion ho happened to ask 
 John Ballantyne, who was sitting by him, to hunt for a particular passage in Beaumont and 
 Fletcher. John did as he was bid, but he did not succeed in discovering the lines. 'Hang 
 it, Johnny,' cried Scott, ' I believe I can make a motto sooner than you will find one.' He 
 did so accordingly; and from that hour, whenever memory failed to suggest an appropriate 
 epigraph, he had recourse to the inexhaustible mines of ' old play' or ' old ballad,' to which 
 we owe some of the most exquisite verses that ever flowed from his pen." 
 
 These were gathered as " Miscellaneous and Lyrical Pieces" in the popular 
 edition of the poems, to which Lockhart, in 1841, prefixed a short notice giving 
 the collection his imprimatur. There are included three such mottoes from 
 " Old Mortality," those prefixed respectively to chapters v., xiv., and xxxiv., 
 which are signed, in that order, "James Duff," "Old Ballad," and "Anony- 
 mous." Till Lockhart's authority has been superseded, we may continue to 
 believe that these headings are Sir Walter's own. But, indeed, who. else could 
 have written thus ? 
 
 Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! 
 
 To all the sensual world proclaim, 
 One crowded hour of glorious life 
 , Is worth an age without a name. 
 
 THOMAS BAYNE. 
 
 There is not the slightest doubt that the fine quatrain, 
 "Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife !" etc., 
 
 which forms the motto to the thirty-fourth (thirty-third in some editions) chap- 
 ter of "Old Mortality," is Scott's own. In the eighty-fourth (concluding) 
 chapter of his "Life of Scott," Lockhart says, " Let us remember his own im- 
 mortal words," namely, the lines in question, which Lockhart quotes in full. 
 This evidence is, I think, conclusive. Notes and Queries. 
 
 THE BEEFSTEAK CLUB. Meetings of members were held every Saturday 
 between November and June. All the members had to wear a sort of uniform, 
 namely, a blue coat and buff waistcoat, with brass buttons bearing a gridiron 
 and the words " Beef and Liberty," and also a ring having the same device. 
 Each could introduce one guest, except on particular days, when accounts were 
 looked up, the merits of candidates discussed, and other business matters gone 
 into. One side of the room was occupied by an enormous gridiron, through 
 which one could see a cook in a white cap and blouse standing by a fire in 
 readiness for action. The steaks were served on hot pewter plates, together 
 with Spanish onions, eschalots, and baked potatoes, and were washed down with 
 port or porter. The only second course permitted was toasted cheese. This 
 disposed of, the cloth was removed, the cook collected the money in a plate, and 
 the rest of the evening was given up to noisy revelry. The English Illustrated 
 Magazine.
 
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 CROSBY'S VITALIZED PHOSPHITES, prepared according to the formula of 
 Prof. Percy, from the brain of the ox, and the germ of the wheat and oat. 
 
 It is identical in its composition with brain-matter, is rapidly absorbed, and 
 quickly relieves the depression from intellectual efforts, overwork, nervous prostra- 
 tion, indigestion, and sleeplessness. 
 
 It strengthens the intellect, restores lost functions, and increases the capacity 
 for labor. It aids in the bodily and mental development of children. 
 
 It is the best preventive known for Night-Sweats and Consumption. 
 
 It is used by the best physicians in the treatment of neuric diseases. 
 
 It is a Vital, Nutrient Phosphite, not an inert Acid Phosphate. 
 
 The eminent professor of a well-known theological seminary writes, " I find 
 it very useful for Brain-weariness, and have occasion often to recommend it to 
 our students." 
 
 It is not a secret remedy ; the formula is on every bottle. 
 
 Descriptive pamphlet free, on application to F. Crosby Co., 56 West Twenty- 
 Fifth Street, New York. 
 
 A WISE COMBINATION. Nobody ought to appreciate the value of Life 
 Insurance more than the productive and thrifty classes that invest in Building 
 Associations and by thus combining little sums largely develop and increase 
 the number of homes and their comforts. To all who live through the usual 
 period required to mature investments thus made, it is doubtful whether any- 
 thing offers superior attractions to a Building Association. As is well known, 
 however, many men engage in an undertaking of this kind who do not live to 
 realize the investment. Death cuts short their attempt to accumulate, and 
 herein Life Insurance wisely ekes out and supplements what they had designed 
 to do. If one has a given number of shares in a Building Association, he ought 
 to have as collateral with it a policy of Life Insurance which shall decrease each 
 year in amount and cost in proportion to the deposits and accumulations made 
 in the Building Afeociation. For instance, if he have shares enough to pro- 
 duce for him $3000 at the end of ten years, and his investments in consequence 
 are at the rate, allowing for accumulations, say, of $300 per year, he ought the 
 first year to be insured for $3000, the second year for $2700, the third year for 
 $2400, etc., so that when his investments matured at the end of ten years the 
 insurance would expire. In this way, should he die, all that he designed to 
 save is at once paid to his representatives, whether he live six months or nine 
 years, whether he has paid but one month's dues or more. 
 
 One may get accurate information in detail as to THE VERY MODERATE 
 COST of this form of insurance by applying in person or by letter to The Perm 
 Mutual Life Insurance Company, 921, 923, and 925 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia. 
 
 VOL. XLVL 68
 
 886 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 LONGEVITY. When the French ministry, some twenty-five years ago, 
 issued a circular to all its preTets making inquiries as to the conditions most 
 favorable to longevity, all the reports agreed in naming a well-to-do condition 
 of life as most important, if not quite indispensable. It should also be borne 
 in mind that the most wonderful cases of longevity are almost invariably re- 
 ported from countries where verification of the asserted facts is impossible. For 
 instance, the Lancet some time ago quoted the case of an old man of Bogota, 
 San Salvador, who "confessed to being one hundred and eighty years old, 
 though his neighbors believed him to be much more." With no possible check 
 from authentic records, his kindly neighbors might well have given him an 
 additional century with impunity. Something of this kind doubtless happened 
 in the case of an old native of Bengal, who was reported by Dr. C. W. de Lacy 
 as having attained the antediluvian age of three hundred and seventy. Dr. de 
 Lacy reports several cases as to which we recommend a due degree of doubt. 
 A certain Thomas Whittington, who died in 1804, at the reputed age of one 
 hundred and four, never drank, we are seriously told, any liquor but gin, but of 
 that fiery compound he consumed from a pint to a pint and a half daily. This 
 is probably more than any of the doctor's readers will find it easy to swallow.-^ 
 All the Year Round. 
 
 ANCIENT DANCES. The earliest description of dancing which we can 
 make anything out of for vague allusions are particularly useless in the present 
 subject is the account of the dance on the shield of Achilles. Youths and 
 maidens danced in a ring there, holding one another by the hand. They spun 
 round and round like a potter's wheel : the effect of this might be represented 
 by loosening the top of a round table and setting it twirling round. Evidently 
 this primitive dance was nothing more nor less than the "jingering" of children 
 at the present day, who keep up the tradition of this most ancient form of dance 
 when they take one another's hands and caper round in a ring. The antiquity 
 of the "jingering" dance must no.t be limited to the early days of the Greeks. 
 In the time of Achilles it was a dance for kings' daughters to indulge in. But 
 with our Aryan ancestors it constituted one of the ceremonies of religion : thus 
 do things descend from unexpected altitudes, till they find refuge in the 
 nurseries of children. In the Vedic times in India, which constitute the morn* 
 
 i 
 
 ing twilight of our existence as a race, the priest and people were used to 
 assemble round the altar every morning to perform the accustomed sacrifice to 
 the dawn. They sang a hymn, and when the first streak of gray illumined the 
 eastern sky they began the religious dance, which consisted in their all joining 
 hands and dancing in a ring round the altar, first in one direction, then in 
 another. This form survived till Homer's time, when it became secularized. 
 
 The "jingering" had now a curious experience in its history. It became 
 the dance of Bacchus, and attained a very unenviable repute as the dithyramb. 
 The Greeks, who were perhaps the greatest dancers that the world has ever seen, 
 soon rose above this most elementary form of dancing. They learned to divide 
 dances into round and square, the word round being used in the signification 
 already alluded to, and not by any means as equivalent to our " round." Their 
 square dances were military and spectacular, their round dances were the dances 
 of pleasure and of revelry. The distinction is natural, for the former required 
 some art, the latter nothing more than the capacity for motion. The National 
 Review.
 
 CURRENT NOTES. 887 
 
 MRS. S. T. RORER, 
 
 PRINCIPAL PHILADELPHIA COOKIXG SCHOOL, 
 1617 CHESTNUT STREET. 
 
 August 27, 1890. 
 
 In my schools and in illustrating my lectures I have thoroughly tested all 
 the leading Baking Powders, and " Cleveland's Superior" Powder has invariably 
 given the hest results. 
 
 One even teaspoonful of it will accomplish as much or more than a heap- 
 ing teaspoonful of any other powder. 
 
 Food made with Cleveland's Superior Baking Powder keeps moist and 
 fresh, and in this respect it is superior to any powder I know. 
 
 Cleveland's Powder is entirely free from Ammonia, Alum, or other adul- 
 terants. 
 
 I am convinced it is the purest powder made, and I have adopted it exclu- 
 sively in my cooking schools and for daily household use. 
 
 SARAH T. RORER. 
 
 HUMAN HEALTH. Human health can only be maintained when the rules 
 of life are strictly obeyed. Man's system is like a town : to be healthy it must 
 be well drained. No one would wish to live in a town where the sewers are 
 always clogged. Our system is most beautifully fitted by nature to drain itself 
 of all waste and effete matter. This drainage is frequently interfered with by 
 careless habits, and when it becomes clogged illness is the result. Beecham's 
 Pills, which have been in popular use in Europe for fifty years, are specially 
 adapted in a safe, gentle manner to keep human drainage in perfect order.* 
 American Analyst. 
 
 Beecham's Pills are prepared only by Thomas Beecham, St. Helens, Lan- 
 cashire, England. 
 
 B. F. Allen Co., 365 Canal Street, New York, Sole Agents for the United 
 States, who, if your druggist does not keep them, will mail Beecham's Pills on 
 receipt of price, 25 cents a box, but inquire first.
 
 888 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 THE APPLE. The virtues of the apple as a fruit have been celebrated from 
 time immemorial, and few fruits have so many legends associated with them. 
 The garden of the Hesperides was the garden of the golden apple, just as our 
 Avalon is the Isle of Apples. " Of all fruits," it has been written, "the apple 
 seems to have had the widest and most mystical history. The myths concerning 
 it meet us in every age and country. Aphrodite bears it in her hand, as well as 
 Eve. The serpent guards it; the dragon watches it. It is celebrated by Solo- 
 mon ; it is the healing fruit of Arabian tales. Ulysses longs for it in the gardens 
 of Alcinoiis ; Tantalus grasps vainly for it in Hades. In the prose Edda it is 
 written, ' Iduna keeps in a box apples which the gods, when they feel old age 
 approaching, have only to taste to become young again.' It is in this manner 
 that they will be kept in renovated youth until Ragnarok, the general destruc- 
 tion. Azrael, the Angel of Death, accomplished his mission by holding it to 
 the nostrils ; and in folk-lore Snowdrop is tempted to her death by an apple, 
 half of which a crone has poisoned, but recovers life when the fruit falls from 
 her lips. The golden bird seeks the golden apples of the king's garden in 
 many a Norse story ; and when the tree bears no more, Frau Bertha reveals to 
 her favorite that it is because a mouse gnaws at the tree's root. Indeed, the 
 kind mother-goddess is sometimes personified as an apple-tree, but oftener the 
 apple is the tempter in Northern mythology, and sometimes makes the nose 
 grow, so that the pear alone can bring it to moderate size." All the Year 
 Hound. 
 
 BRASS CASH AND THE AGE OF BRONZE. The familiar little brass cash, 
 with the square hole for stringing them together on a thread in the centre, well 
 known to the frequenters of minor provincial museums, are, strange to say, the 
 lineal descendants, in unbroken order, of the bronze axe of remote Celestial 
 ancestors. From the regular hatchet to the modern coin one can trace a dis- 
 tinct, if somewhat broken, succession, so that it is impossible to say where the 
 one leaves off and the other begins, where the implement merges into the me- 
 dium of exchange and settles down finally into the root of all evil. Here is 
 how this curious pedigree first worked itself out. In early times, before coin 
 was .invented, barter was usually conducted between producer and consumer with 
 metal implements, as it still is in Central Africa at the present day with Vene- 
 tian glass beads and rolls of red calico. Payments were all made in kind, and 
 bronze was the commonest form of specie. A gentleman desirous of effecting 
 purchases in foreign parts went about the world with a number of bronze axes 
 in his pocket (or its substitute), which he exchanged for other goods with the 
 native traffickers in the country where he did his primitive business. At first 
 the early Chinese in that unsophisticated age were content to use real hatchets 
 for this commercial purpose; but after a time, with the profound mercantile 
 instinct of their race, it occurred to some of them that when a man wanted half 
 a hatchet's worth of goods he might as well pay for them with half a hatchet. 
 Still, as it would be a pity to spoil a good working implement by cutting it in 
 two, the worthy Ah Sin ingeniously compromised the matter by making thin 
 hatchets, of the usual size and shape, but far too slender for practical usage. 
 By so doing he invented coin, and, what is more, he invented it far earlier 
 than the rival claimants to that proud distinction, the Lydians, whose electrum 
 staters were first struck in the seventh century B.C. The Gornhill Magazine.
 
 CURRENT SOTES. 
 
 889 
 
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 CAETEE MEDICINE Co., New York City.
 
 890 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 DUELLING IN FRANCE. Duelling is popular still, but, if a death occurs in 
 the contest, the survivor and the seconds are obliged to fly the country for a 
 time, for not only will magistrates punish, but juries will convict, and the civil 
 courts are ready to award to the injured relatives crushing damages. It is true 
 the offence is not treated as murder, any more than infanticide is in England ; 
 but it is treated as an offence, and the consequences are so disagreeable that 
 duelling has ceased to be a synonyme for mortal combat. It is only a blood- 
 letting combat now. In arranging for a meeting, the most elaborate precautions 
 are taken to avoid " regrettable consequences." Pistols are discouraged, because 
 bullets have their vagaries, and when they are employed the combatants are 
 placed at distances at which they are nearly certain to miss each other, and it is 
 bad form to aim with too much care or too near the heart. " We are here," 
 remarks the sententious second, "to avenge wounded honor, not to commit 
 murder." 
 
 When swords are selected, a kind of master of the lists is named, whose 
 order to stop must be instantly obeyed under penalty of dishonor, and he gives 
 his order the moment blood flows, though it be from the merest scratch ; while, 
 as duellists, being mortal, may lose their tempers, the seconds stand ready at his 
 word to strike up their principals' weapons. All kinds of dangerous blows are 
 prohibited as unfair, and too much display of ferocity decidedly and perma- 
 nently lowers a duellist's reputation for the possession of a good heart and a fine 
 manner. It would be considered monstrous to allow duellists to get at one an- 
 other with rifles, as they do in Western America, in the best way they could ; 
 and the old duel across a handkerchief is pronounced deliberate murder, to 
 which no second who respects ^himself will ever voluntarily accede. The 
 Spectator. 
 
 MUTUAL AID AMONG ANIMALS. Some land crabs of the West Indies and 
 North America combine in large swarms in order to travel to the sea and to 
 deposit therein their spawn, and each such migration implies concert, co-opera- 
 tion, and mutual support. As to the big Molucca crab (Limnlus), I was struck 
 (in 1882, at the Brighton Aquarium) with the extent of mutual assistance, 
 which these clumsy animals are capable of bestowing upon a comrade in case 
 of need. One of them had fallen upon its back in a corner of the tank, and its 
 heavy saucepan-like carapace prevented it from returning to its natural position, 
 the more so as there was in the corner an iron bar which rendered the task still 
 more difficult. Its comrades came to the rescue, and for one hour's time I 
 watched how they endeavored to help their fellow-prisoner. They came two at 
 once, pushed their friend from beneath, and after strenuous efforts succeeded in 
 lifting it upright; but then the iron bar would prevent them from achieving the 
 work of rescue, and the crab would again heavily fall upon its back. After 
 many attempt*, one of the helpers would go in the depth of the tank and bring 
 two other crabs, which would begin with fresh forces the same pushing and 
 lifting of their helpless comrade. We stayed in the aquarium for more than two 
 hours, and when, leaving, we again came to cast a glance upon the tank, the 
 work of rescue still continued ! Since I saw that, I cannot refuse credit to the 
 observation quoted by Dr. Erasmus Darwin, namely, that " the common crab 
 during the moulting season stations as sentinel an unmoulted or hard-shelled in- 
 dividual to prevent marine enemies from injuring moulted individuals in their 
 unprotected state." Prince Krapotkin, in The Nineteenth Century.
 
 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 891 
 
 QrjfNA-LAROCHE. This 
 
 preparation has for its basis a 
 combination of all the prin- 
 ciples of the best cinchonas 
 with a rich special wine ; not, 
 like many mixtures, an or- 
 dinary compound of drugs, 
 but a result of laborious re- 
 searches, which has won for 
 its inventor a National Prize 
 of 16,600 francs, and Gold 
 Medals at the Expositions of 
 Paris, Vienna, etc. 
 
 Quina-Laroche is par ex- 
 cellence the tonic with which 
 to combat stomach affections, loss of appetite, 
 mental depression, anaemia, etc. Quina-Laroche 
 is a powerful preservative against intermittent 
 and continued fevers rebellious to sulphate of 
 quinine, and of exceptional value in cases of 
 tardy convalescence ; in combination with iron, 
 is especially recommended for poorness of the 
 blood, chlorosis, difficulties of assimilation, de- 
 bility, &c. Prevents Influenza and La Grippe. 
 E. Fougera & Co., Agents, No. 30 North 
 William St., New York. 22 Rue Drouot, Paris. 
 
 OF all years, this is dictionary year, both for compiling new ones and re- 
 vising old ones ; and perhaps it is to this present inexhaustible dictionary passion 
 that we should turn for account of a special situation. Or does it come rather 
 from a study of things than of words? Etymology, or what? Anyhow, day 
 and night, a certain box in the New York post-office, No. 1864, belonging to the 
 Hamilton Chemical Company, is never without letters inquiring what does the 
 word " Juveen" mean, and what does it do. Let us answer, then, these two ques- 
 tions thoroughly. 
 
 As a word, " Juveen" is derived from Jupiter and Venus ; and as a thing, 
 it is all that medical science can do for beauty and strength, that is to say, it 
 gives the complexion freshening and winsomeness, and imparts to the body a 
 delightful sense of vigor and elasticity. Dictionary people and all kinds of 
 people agree, at least, in this, that " Juveen" is the most satisfactory word in the 
 language to those persons who are troubled with sick headache and constipa- 
 tion. 
 
 BIRP-MANNA ! The great secret of the canary-breeders 
 of the Hartz Mountains, Germany. Bird-Manna will restore 
 the song of cage-birds, will prevent their ailments, and restore 
 them to good condition. If given during the season of shedding 
 feathers it will, in most cases, carry the little musician through 
 this critical period without loss of song. Sent by mail on re- 
 ceipt of 15 cents in stamps. Sold by Druggists. Directions free. 
 Bird Food Company, 400 North Third Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
 
 892 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 THE DIVINE RIGHT OF KINGS. There seems to be little ground for con- 
 tending that in England the monarch was ever held to rule by divine right, at 
 least by any other divine right than that which sees the benediction of heaven 
 in actual possession, beati possidentes. It was not much heard of till the acces- 
 sion of James I., and was used by him to supplement a notorious defect of he- 
 reditary title, which he was unwilling to strengthen by an acknowledgment 
 that he owed his throne to election by the nation. The fact is that James I. 
 was king of England by a kind of adoption, not altogether dissimilar to that 
 which prevailed under the Roman Empire, and with the working of which 
 M. Renan is so well pleased that he would like to see it introduced into the 
 public law of modern Europe. The extreme doctrine of divine right which 
 Shakespeare puts into the mouth of Richard II. is an anachronism. It belongs 
 not to the fourteenth century, but in germ, perhaps, to the closing years of the 
 sixteenth and the commencement of the seventeenth ; to the Tudors and Stuarts, 
 and not to the Plantagenets. In the words 
 
 Not all the water in the wide rough sea 
 Can wash the balm from an anointed king; 
 The breath of worldly men cannot depose 
 The deputy elected by the Lord 
 
 it is noticeable that it is not the hereditary title, but election by the Lord, the 
 consecrating balm, and not primogeniture and rule of birth, on which an 
 inalienable right is based. So in Hamlet, the usurper and murderer, Claudius, 
 avows himself safe in the shelter of that divinity which doth so hedge a king 
 that treason can but peep to what it will. A subject and courtier of Elizabeth 
 and James I. could not identify divine right with hereditary title, in which they 
 were lacking. Elizabeth, indeed, during the Essex rebellion, is said to have 
 detected incentives to sedition in the story of Bolingbroke's adventure, and to 
 have exclaimed, " Know ye not that I am Richard II. ?" But if we are to sup- 
 pose that Shakespeare was writing as a politician and not as a poet, it must be 
 kept in mind that his politics, if they were not, as is sometimes contended, those 
 of the house of Lancaster, were certainly in succession those of the houses of 
 Tudor and Stuart, whose title was through the house of Lancaster. The Con- 
 temporary Review. 
 i 
 
 THE new Japanese Parliament contains one minister of state, three sena- 
 tors, twenty-seven local government officials, thirty-seven mayors, one hundred 
 and forty-three provincial administrative officials, eighteen journalists, nineteen 
 lawyers, ten school-teachers, four priests of Buddha, and fourteen professors. 
 Of the two hundred and ninety-nine members, one hundred and fourteen are 
 Radicals, fifty-five Independents, and only four Conservatives. 
 
 CASTE AMONG ANIMALS. The Hindus reckon at least four castes among 
 Asiatic elephants, which differ much in appearance, temper, and intelligence. 
 These would seem to be wild or natural breeds, rather than real castes. Apart 
 from these breeds, the elephants of Ceylon and Sumatra are grouped by some 
 as a separate sub-species. Indo-China has some hairy dwarf elephants. The 
 Bornean elephant is said to be of the same stock, or race, with the Hindu 
 elephant proper. Quite distinct from all these are the African elephants, which 
 have very important structural differences from all the Asiatic breeds. Ameri- 
 can Notes and Queries.
 
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 FORTY years ago almost every mother thought her child must have pare- 
 goric or laudanum to make it sleep. These drugs will produce sleep, and a few 
 drops too many of them will produce the sleep from which there is no waking. 
 Many are the children who have been killed or whose health has been ruined 
 for life by paregoric, laudanum, and morphine, each of which is a narcotic prod- 
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 named to children at all, or to anybody without labelling them " poison." The 
 definition of " narcotic" is "A medicine which relieves pain and produces sleep, 
 but which, in poisonous doses, produces stupor, coma, convulsions, and death." The 
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 AMONG the many blessings that the progressive nineteenth century has 
 brought to the race, the great improvements in the matter of wearing-apparel 
 should not escape notice. Women especially are the beneficiaries, and now 
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 were undreamed of not so many years ago. In this connecti&n may be men- 
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 894 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 HEREDITY. It is exceedingly difficult to find any actual cases to illustrate 
 this point, since either natural or artificial selection has almost always been 
 present. The apparent effects of disuse in causing the diminution of certain 
 organs ; such as the reduced wings of some birds in oceanic islands and the very 
 small or aborted eyes of some of the animals inhabiting extensive caverns, can 
 be as well explained by the withdrawal of the cumulative agency of natural 
 selection and by economy of growth as by the direct effects of disuse. The fol- 
 lowing facts, however, seem to show that special skill derived from practice, 
 when continued for several generations, is not inherited, and does not therefore 
 tend to increase. The wonderful skill of most of the North American Indians 
 in following a trail by indications quite imperceptible to the ordinary European 
 has been dwelt upon by many writers, but it is now admitted that the white 
 trappers equal and often excel them, though these trappers have in almost every 
 case acquired their skill in a comparatively short period, without any of the 
 inherited experience which might belong to the Indian. Again, for many gen- 
 erations a considerable portion of the male population of Switzerland have 
 practised rifle-shooting as a national sport, yet in international contests they 
 show no marked superiority over our riflemen, who are, in a large proportion, 
 the sons of men who never handled a gun. Another case is afforded by the 
 upper classes of this country, who for many generations have been educated at 
 the universities, and have had their classical and mathematical abilities de- 
 veloped to the fullest extent by rivalry for honors. Yet, now that for some 
 years these institutions have been opened to dissenters, whose parents usually for 
 many generations have had no such training, it is found that these dissenters 
 carry off their full share, or even more than their share, of honors. We thus 
 see that the theory of the non-heredity of acquired characters, whether physical 
 or mental, is supported by a considerable number of facts, while few if any are 
 directly opposed to it. A. R. Wallace, in the Fortnightly Review. 
 
 SCARCITY OF FRUIT IN FRANCE. French journals lament that unfavor- 
 able weather has almost altogether deprived the country of fruit this year. A 
 disastrous amount of rain has so afflicted the central, northern, western, and 
 southwestern districts that the markets have been almost bare of fruit except 
 such as had come from the south. One correspondent, writing from the 
 department of Seine-et-Marne, says, "We have had neither cherries nor 
 apricots nor plums ; apples have been greatly injured by hail ; pears have suf- 
 fered less, but our grapes will not ripen." And another, writing from Brittany, 
 says that there the pears are all spoiled, apples are lacking in many localities, 
 and almost all the plums have perished ; that peaches are everywhere non-ex- 
 istent ; that gooseberries and raspberries had been relatively scanty, and that, 
 although strawberries had been quite plentiful, they " had only the form of the 
 fruit, with the taste of water." Meanwhile, complaints of excessive drought 
 have been coming in from the south, where, we are told, even in the carefully- 
 watered gardens, the trees and shrubs had faded and withered. Near the coast 
 the moist sea-breezes "assure the abundance of the grape-crop," but farther 
 north the grape-growers are reported to be in despair over the persistent dry- 
 ness. Garden and Forest.
 
 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 895 
 
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 A NOVEL BY RUDYARD KIPLING. The January number of Lippincott't 
 Magazine will contain a complete novel by Rudyard Kipling, entitled " The 
 Light that Failed." Many of the foremost English critics, who have had 
 nothing but words of the highest praise for Kipling's short stories, have expressed 
 a doubt as to whether he could write a novel. The proof of the pudding is in 
 the eating. Kipling has settled the doubt by producing one of the most remark- 
 able novels of the age. Kipling was born at Bombay on December 30, 1865. 
 At his age, Robert Louis Stevenson had only shown his genius to the world in a 
 few magazine articles. Since Charles Dickens, no young literary man has bounded 
 into such remarkable and well-deserved popularity as Kipling is enjoying. 
 The publication of " The Light that Failed" will be an event in the literary 
 world.
 
 g96 CURRENT NOTES. 
 
 TERRORS OF A VOLCANO. Some idea of the terror of volcanoes may be 
 gathered from an account of an eruption in one of the Hawaiian Islands, when 
 the crater was filled from five hundred to six hundred feet deep with molten 
 lava, the immense weight of which broke through a subterranean passage of 
 twenty-seven miles and reached the sea, forty miles distant, in two days, flowing 
 for three weeks and heating the water twenty miles distant: "Rocks melted 
 like wax in its path; forests crackled and blazed before its fervent heat; the 
 works of man were to it but as a scroll in the flames. Imagine Niagara's 
 stream, above the brink of the Falls, with its dashing, whirling, madly-raging 
 waters, hurrying on to their plunge, instantaneously converted into fire; a 
 gory-hued river of fused minerals; volumes of hissing steam arising; smoke 
 curling upward from ten thousand vents, which gave utterance to the many 
 deep-toned mutterings and sullen, confined clamorings ; gases detonating and 
 shrieking as they burst from their hot prison-house; the heavens lurid with 
 flame; the atmosphere dark and oppressive; the horizon murky with vapors 
 and gleaming with the reflected contest. Such was the scene as the fiery cata- 
 ract, leaping a precipice of fifty feet, poured its flood upon the ocean. The old 
 line of coast, a mass of compact indurated lava, whitened, cracked, and fell. 
 The waters recoiled and sent forth a tempest of spray ; they foamed and lashed 
 around and over the melted rock ; they boiled with the heat, and the roar of 
 the conflicting agencies grew fiercer and louder. The reports of the exploding 
 gases were distinctly heard twenty-five miles distant, and were likened to a 
 whole broadside of heavy artillery. Streaks of the intensest light glanced like 
 lightning in all directions; the outskirts of the burning lava as it fell, cooled 
 by the shock, were shivered into millions of fragments, and scattered by the 
 strong wind in sparkling showers far into the country. Six weeks later, at the 
 base of the hills, the water continued scalding hot, and sent forth clouds of 
 steam at every wash of the waves." London Budget. 
 
 A SMART DETECTIVE. Sergeant Moser on one occasion saw a waiter in a 
 cafe" in Soho receive and place in his pocket a letter which the detective believed 
 to be from a criminal a knowledge of whose whereabouts he was anxious to 
 obtain. He therefore dropped his ring on the floor and asked the man to look 
 for it. Alphonse, expecting a reward, immediately went on his hands and 
 knees, and while thus engaged Sergeant Moser abstracted the letter from his 
 pocket and thus obtained the means of bringing a forger to justice. Who can 
 doubt that this was a perfectly justifiable act? But if, instead, Sergeant Moser 
 had suborned another person to steal for reward, and without telling him the 
 object in view, he would most assuredly have acted very wrongly. The Spectator. 
 
 WHERE THE PRECIOUS METALS ARE HOARDED. It has long been a 
 puzzle to economists what India, China, and Japan can have done with such 
 vast quantities of gold and silver which never by any accident return. Indian 
 jewelry and Oriental magnificence of costume and fondness for gaudy display 
 will doubtless account for a considerable portion, but, as no great quantity is 
 found in circulation as coin, the only remaining alternative is the assumption, 
 born of imagination rather than information, that it must be hoarded. The 
 Qentleman't Magazine.
 
 LIPPINCOTTS 
 
 MONTHLY MAGAZINE. 
 
 POPULAR JOURNAL 
 
 or 
 
 GENERAL LITERATURE, SCIENCE, AND POLITICS. 
 
 VOL XLVL-JULY TO DECEMBER, 1890. 
 
 PHILADELPHIA: 
 
 J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPACT. 
 
 1890.
 
 Copyright, 1890, by J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY. 
 
 PRINTED BY J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY, PHILADELPHIA, U.S.A.
 
 CONTENTS. 
 
 Accidents and Trifles William Shepard 706 
 
 An Army Portia (A Novel) Captain Charles King, U.S.A. . . . 721-843 
 
 Art of Interviewing, The 0. . . . Frank A. Burr 391 
 
 At the End of the Passage Rudyard Kipling 246 
 
 Author of " Metzerott, Shoemaker," The . . . Hetter Crawford Dorsey 375 
 
 Bermuda Island*, The H. O. Walih . ". 854 
 
 "Bond's" M. P. 702 
 
 Brief Correspondence with Paul Hamilton 
 
 Hayne, A John Eliot Bowen 3(58 
 
 British Side-Glances at America Anne H. Wharton 709 
 
 Cheiromancy of To-Day, The Edward Heron-Allen 102 
 
 Contemporary Biography: 
 
 Harriet Beecher Stowe Eleanor P. Allen 261 
 
 John J. Ingalls J. M . S. 141 
 
 Current Concentration of Industrial Capital . Henry Clews 379 
 
 Electric Lighting David Salomons 528 
 
 Heroines of the Human Comedy Juntas Henri Browne 675 
 
 Journalism versus Literature W. J. Henderson 712 
 
 Keely's Contributions to Science Mrs. Bloom field- Moore Ill 
 
 Laggard in Love, A (A Novel) Jeanie Gioynne Bettany 577-674 
 
 Lapse of Tolstoi, The Frederic M. Bird 273 
 
 f Bertha L. Toionsend 
 
 Lawn Tennis for Women 1 ,, , , f 239 
 
 (. Margarette Lyman Ballard J 
 
 Le Prix de Rome L. R. McCabe 559 
 
 Mark of the Beast, The (A Novel) Katharine Pearson Woods .... 289-348 
 
 Marriage at Sea, A (A Novel) ' W. Clark Russell 427-511 
 
 Milk-Legislation R. M. El/reth . . 276 
 
 My Enemy Esml Stuart 360 
 
 My Florida Rose Elizabeth Cleveland 521 
 
 Nicaragua Canal, The Rear-Admiral Daniel Ammen 349 
 
 Papuan Dances Alfred C. Haddon 386 
 
 Philadelphia Academy of Natural Sciences, 
 
 The Charles Morrit 278 
 
 Philosopher in the Purple, A O. Burnett Smith 691 
 
 Philosophy of Folk-Tales, The C. Staniland Wake 415 
 
 Picture of Dorian Gray, The (A Novel) . . . Oscar Wilde 1-100 
 
 Powers of the Air, The Felix L. Oswald 150 
 
 Public and the Stage, The Edward Fuller 564 
 
 Revulsion from Realism, A Anne H. Wharton . . .' 409 
 
 Romance of the Impossible, The Julian Hawthorne 412 
 
 Thomas P. Ochiltree, 
 
 Moses P. Handy, 
 
 Richard Malcolm Johnston, 
 
 Thomas Nelson Page, 
 
 Senator W. C. Squire, 
 Round-Robin Talks. II., Ill \ J. M. Stoddart, \ . . 124, 537 
 
 Steele Mackaye, 
 
 Edward Harrigan, 
 
 John Chamberlin, 
 
 Dr. Edward Redloe, 
 
 E. Berry Wall. 
 
 Hi
 
 j v CONTENTS. 
 
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 Round, Un varnish M Tale, A Elizabeth W. Bellamy 569 
 
 Some Experiences of a Stump Speaker . . . . B. F. Hughes 685 
 
 Some of the Fallacies of the Woman Suffragists M. Helen Lovett 567 
 
 Superstitions about Birds Charles Mcllvaine 403 
 
 Tariff, A Glance at the Joel Cook 848 
 
 Tartuffe in Ebony Jeanie Drake 512 
 
 Types in Fiction W. W. Crane 862 
 
 University Extension Sydney ff. Skidmore t 549 
 
 " What Gold Cannot Buy" (A Novel) .... Mrs. Alexander 161-237 
 
 POETRY.: 
 
 A Sonnet M. G. McClelland 558 
 
 A Touchstone Charles Henry Liiders 374 
 
 A Unit Elizabeth Stoddard 101 
 
 After Reading Chaucer Minna Irving 853 
 
 Crystal and Clay Percy Vere 359 
 
 Ebb and Flow H. W. F. 260 
 
 Echoes Curtis Hall 110 
 
 Envy of Grief Bessie Chandler 520 
 
 Homeward Florence Earle Coates 367 
 
 I, Polycrates S. D. S., Jr 853 
 
 " In my Love's Looks" Dora Read Goodale 408 
 
 My Lady Waits Charles Washington Coleman 701 
 
 Outcast Solomon Solis-Cohen 378 
 
 Roses of Love Julian Haiothorne 536 
 
 The Famous Sonnet of Arvers Translated by M>-. E. W. Latimer . . . 705 
 
 The Pnle Cast of Thought Oroen Wister 272 
 
 To a Poet in Exile Maurice Francis Egan 402 
 
 To the Sunset Breeze Walt Whitman 861 
 
 Uncrowned Daniel L. Dawson 844 
 
 Veiled Margaret Vandegri/t 245 
 
 Wait but a Day Rose Hawthorne Lathrop 149 
 
 Where Lies the Land? Charles D. Bell 684 
 
 Whom Others Envy Rose Hartivick Thorpe 705 
 
 Woman Charles H. Crandall 272 
 
 Zanthon my Friend Elizabeth Stoddard 238 
 
 Julian Hawthorne, 
 
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 CHILDREN'S LITERATURE. 
 
 t'f " '('*"" ,''*,**[ 
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 " &. Nicholas." 
 
 WHAT "ST. NICHOLAS" HAS DONE FOR GIRLS AND BOYS. 
 
 THE old St. Nicholas slyly tossed bags of 
 gold into poor widows' houses, and then 
 ran away. His modern namesake has 
 been sending for nearly twenty years, 
 by the postman, to all children within 
 his reach, that which ought to give more 
 lasting happiness and benefit than the 
 money-bags which the older saint 
 dropped in at the window. 
 
 The St. Nicholas Magazine is a fine 
 flower of the nineteenth century. For 
 childhood, as we understand it, is a re- 
 cent discovery. The world had neither 
 books, pictures, nor other implements of 
 
 happiness suited to child-nature until our own time. What a step 
 from the rude horn-books and incomprehensible catechisms to the 
 pictures and stories of this day, in which the best literary ability, the 
 highest artistic skill, the ablest and most experienced editing, the 
 largest publishing enterprise, and the finest mechanical appliances are 
 all enlisted and combined to rejoice and enlighten children ! 
 
 THE ATMOSPHERE OF THE MAGAZINE. 
 
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 which they have passed their childhood, as the trees and herbage of a 
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 RECREATIONS. 
 
 "The first work of a child is play," said the great teacher Frederick 
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 and hold a child's sympathy by entering into his play, and this St. 
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 with the spirits and pursuits of young people, there are descriptions of 
 home amusements of various kinds, plays for parlor or school repre- 
 sentation, drills and healthful exercises for both girls and boys, indoor 
 
 41
 
 CHILDREN 'S LITERA TV RE. 
 
 DRESS PABADE. "Sis, THE PARADE is FORMED." From" Winning a Commission," in " St. Nicholas* 
 
 games, funny pictures, the famous " Brownies," the never-to-be-for- 
 gotten jingles, and the riddles, the rebuses, the charades, the what-nots 
 of elaborate entanglement that have called forth the ingenuity of puz- 
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 TIMELY ARTICLES. 
 
 Whatever subject comes up, St. Nicholas tries to give its young 
 readers a good understanding of it while it is fresh in the public mind. 
 This can best be demonstrated by noting a few of the many timely sub- 
 jects that the magazine has treated in its pages. Coast-guard service 
 or life-saving on the coast, the work qf coast-guards in aiding ships and 
 securing cargoes that have gone ashore, the use of light-houses and 
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 the making of steel ordnance, Stanley and his exploring achievements, 
 are examples of many papers that have been printed on subjects of 
 immediate interest at the time. 
 
 Children are interested in children. St. Nicholas avails itself of 
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 SERIAL STORIES. 
 
 The stories of St. Nicholas, long ones and short ones, are too widely 
 known to require any description here. They have taken the widest 
 range and appealed to the most diverse tastes, but it has been the 
 special aim of the magazine from the start to supplant unhealthful 
 literature with stories of a living and healthful interest, uncontaminated 
 
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 CHILDREN'S LITERATURE. 
 
 and invigorating as the open air of heaven. There have been among 
 the serials in the pages of St. Nicholas such stories of home life and 
 young life; among them Miss Alcott's best stories for children, and 
 Mrs. Dodge's " Donald and Dorothy ;" stories of breezy adventure 
 and boyish life, by J. T. Trowbridge ; such pictures of frontier life 
 and base-ball adventure as. Noah Brooks's " The Boy Emigrants" and 
 " The Fairport Nine ;" tales of remote lands, by Bayard Taylor ; Frank 
 R. Stockton's "A Jolly Fellowship," and "What Might Have Been 
 Expected ;" Mrs. Frances Hodgson Burnett's " Little Lord Fauntle- 
 roy," her most famous juvenile story, and her other stories, "Sara 
 Crewe" and " Little St. Elizabeth." Many of the St. Nicholas stories 
 have passed into juvenile literature as classics. It is not too much to 
 say that almost every notable young people's story produced in America 
 now first seeks the light in the pages of St. Nicholas. 
 
 " ST. NICHOLAS" AS AN EDUCATOR. 
 
 Put a boy to studying geography, and he gets a vague idea that 
 Greenland is a green spot on the upper part of his map. But let him 
 read Dr. Hayes's " Adventures on an Iceberg," and the arctic land, as 
 by a touch of magic, becomes a real country. All the dry facts in the 
 school-books about the "chief products" and "principal seaports" of 
 Japan will never make that laud of dainty decoration half so real as 
 will the article in Volume VI., entitled "The Blossom-Boy of Tokio,"" 
 with its thirty-seven illustrations. But there is not one of the numbers 
 of the magazine that does not stir the curiosity, inform the memory, 
 stimulate thought, and enlarge the range of the imagination. Jack-in- 
 the-Pulpit keeps up a steady fire of suggestion, question, answer, and 
 what not, about all kinds of things, stirring up the mind of a child to 
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 One of the ingenious methods used by the magazine to excite interest 
 in scientific study was the Agassiz Association, the most successful 
 society of young people ever organized for scientific purposes, which 
 was originally founded by St. Nicholas. 
 
 ITS MORAL AND RELIGIOUS INFLUENCE. 
 
 St. Nicholas would be a great benefactor if it did nothing but pre- 
 occupy the ground, and so crowd out the ill weeds of noxious books 
 and papers, which are sure to find their way where the attention is not 
 engaged and the taste elevated by better reading. The great antidote 
 to frivolity is mental occupation, and this antidote a juvenile magazine 
 of the highest grade affords. But St. Nicholas does far more than this : 
 to hundreds of thousands it is a teacher of religion, not in cold, dog- 
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 what a great orator once called "applied Christianity," the principles 
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 by stories, poems, and precepts. And these are the very core of true 
 religion applied to the life. 
 
 What a galaxy of eminent men and women has St. Nicholas, by 
 some hook or crook, beguiled into writing for its lucky children ! 
 
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 CHILDREN'S LITERATURE. 
 
 Indeed, it would be easier to tell the few writers of note who have not 
 contributed than to recite the list of those who have. 
 
 THE PICTURES. 
 
 As to the list of artists who have contributed to St. Nicholas, it 
 includes almost all the prominent illustrators of the day. 
 
 So much has been said of the charming illustrations of St. Nicholas, 
 they have been so often and so highly praised, they have brought such 
 warm words of commendation from high authorities in England as well 
 as in America, that we should run the risk of becoming tedious if we 
 enlarged upon them and their rare educational refining influence. The 
 leading paper of Edinburgh pronounces the illustrations " infinitely 
 superior" to anything produced in juvenile publications in Great 
 Britain. The London " Spectator" calls St. Nicholas " the best of all 
 children's magazines," and "The Thunderer," the London "Times" 
 itself, pronounced St. Nicholas superior to anything of its kind in Eng- 
 land, and said that its " pictures are often works of real art, not only 
 as engravings, but as compositions of original design." 
 
 IN CONCLUSION. 
 
 Of the success of the magazine it is not needful to speak. Eminent 
 persons have subscribed for the benefit of those not able to pay for 
 it, for the sake of its educating influence. The Ames family subscribe 
 yearly for two hundred copies for the children of the employees in 
 their works at North Easton, Mass. In the third largest public library 
 iu America, more than three thousand people read St. Nicholas every 
 month. 
 
 When the magazine began, Charles Dudley Warner said, "If the 
 children don't like it, I think it is time to begin to change the kind of 
 children in this country." Well, the children do like it, but, all the 
 same, St. Nicholas has changed the kind of children. It cannot be that 
 multitudes of them should see such pictures and read such stories and 
 poems without being better, more thoughtful, more refined, and in many 
 ways another kind of children than those who have gone before them. 
 St. Nicholas has a great list of attractive features for the coming year; 
 it will be " better than ever," the editors say, but just how they are 
 going to manage it is a puzzle. The price is $3.00 a year, and the pub- 
 lishers, The Century Co., 33 East 17th Street, New York, will be glad 
 to send a recent back number, without charge, to any reader of this 
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 J. Q. RAMSDELL'S, 1111 Chestnut St., Phila. W. J. DYER A BRO.'S, St. Paul and Minneapolis. 
 T.H. CHANDLER'S, 300 Fulton St., Brooklyn. PHILIP WERLEIN'S, 135 Canal St., New (Mean*. 
 For Pacific Coast, KOHLER & CHASE, San Francisco, Cal. 
 
 49
 
 WITH THE WITS. 
 
 A STARTLING CLIMAX. 
 I. The Gods. 
 
 "HEADS I cross the field, tails I go around by the road," exclaimed the pedes- 
 trian, as he prepared to flip a coin ; but just then the bull came upon the scene, 
 and the matter was decided with a toss-up. 
 
 " THERE is no way to succeed !" exclaimed the despondent man. 
 "Oh, yes, there is," returned the lazy nephew who was waiting for his nabob 
 uncle to die : " Where there's a will there's a way." 
 
 UNFURNISHED APARTMENTS. 
 An idea, in searching round, 
 
 Another strolling fancy met. 
 Baid one, "I'm tired;" "And I, alas!" 
 The other cried. "Where can we pass 
 The night? Ah, here's a dude: he has 
 
 A vacant tenement to let." 
 
 THE reason so many topers are irretrievably set in their ways is that the bar- 
 keeper has about all of their " change." 
 
 A BELIEF. 
 "I cannot sing the old, old songs," 
 
 She hummed, with feet upon the treadle : 
 "The gods be praised !" a wag exclaimed, 
 
 "You'll get your bust upon a medal." 
 
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 ^'*"*'-'*""fc iiiinii" i n"i .^^ i ii'n ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS 
 
 INFANTS 
 
 AND 
 
 INVALIDS. 
 
 TRADE VQRA'ET" LABORA/MARK. 
 
 FOOD 
 
 The most digestible, nutritious, and beneficial 
 of all artificial Foods for Infants. 
 
 An unexcelled acquisition to the dietary of 
 sickly children, dyspeptics, invalids, convalescents 
 and the aged. 
 
 DOLIBER GOODALE CO., 
 
 BOSTON, MASS. 
 
 The 
 
 Daylight 
 
 Not a flicker, 
 no smell, 
 no trouble. 
 Nothing but solid 
 comfort reading, 
 sewing or chatting 
 in its light. 
 
 Lamp 
 
 Manufactured by Craig, 
 head & Kintz Co., 33 
 Barclay St., N. Y. Your 
 Lamp Dealer will have 
 it. Send to the Daylight 
 Lamp Co. . 38 Pai k Place, 
 New York, for further 
 information. 
 
 Dr. Warner's Camel's Hair and Natu- 
 ral Wool Health Underwear is supe- 
 rior to silk or any other material. 
 
 It is soft and comfortable, free from 
 dyes or other impurities, and a protec- 
 tion against Colds, Rheumatism and 
 Neuralgia. 
 
 It is made in thirty-seven different 
 styles for Men, Women and Children. 
 
 Catalogue with samples of material 
 sent, by mail on application. 
 
 WARNER BROTHERS, 
 
 359 BROADWAY, N. Y. 
 
 61
 
 WRITING 
 
 THE CRANDALL 
 
 NO AGENTS. NO COMMISSIONS. 
 
 In consideration of the increasing demand for a 
 standard two-handed Typewriter at a low price, we 
 have abandoned the expensive method of selling 
 through agents, and now offer the same machine 
 (heretofore sold at $75.00) direct from Factory to 
 user at 850.00 net cash. Write us for catalogue, 
 sample of work, and special features of the " Cran- 
 dall." Address 
 
 Crandall Machine Co., 
 
 New York . 353 Broadway, 
 
 Chicago . . 237 La Salle St. 
 
 Factory, Groton, \. T. 
 
 TYPEWRITERS. 
 
 Largest Hke establishment in the world. First- 
 class Second-hand Instruments at half new prices. 
 Unprejudiced advice given on all makes. Ma- 
 chines sold on monthly payments. Any Instru- 
 ment manufactured shipped, privilege to examine. 
 EXCHANGING A SPECIALTY. Wholesale prices 
 to dealers. Illustrated Catalogues Free. 
 
 TYPEWRITER / 70 Broadway, New York. 
 
 HEADQUARTERS, i 144 La Salle st - Chicago. 
 
 Established. 1850 
 
 WILLIAM WILER 
 
 MANUFACTURER OF 
 
 STAIR-RODS, STEP-PLATES, 
 
 BRASS BEDSTEADS AND CRIBS, 
 
 Fenders, Fire Sets, and Andirons, 
 Fenders, Fire Sets, and Andirons, 
 
 limit! and Foot Rails, fire Screens, foot- 
 stools, etc. 
 
 223 AND 225 SOUTH FIFTH STREET, 
 
 PHILADELPHIA. 
 
 SEND FOR CATALOGUE. 
 
 AN ACCEPTABLE HOLIDAY PRESENT 
 
 "The addition of Stenography and Type Writing to the edu- 
 cation of young people, increases very materially their chances 
 of making a livelihood." W. T^Oatrif, U.K. Com. / Kdueuiion. 
 
 The largest order the If. 8. Government ever placed 
 for\\riting44 ._ _ ^ A 99 
 
 National 
 Typewriter 
 
 ^ Irresoectire of orice. the BKST and most 
 
 ^ " Irrespective of price, the BKST and unot 
 complete Standard Writing Machine made. Embodies every 
 good quality found in other Machines, and hag muni/ jtoims / 
 superiority, all i( men. Weighs about 13 IDS. Perfect Manifolder. 
 More and better manifold copies than upon any machine made. 
 Occupies space of a Dictionary. Si!) Keys. HI i'liaraoters. 
 every Mark ine Warranted. Price-including portable Office Cote 
 NATIONAL TYPEWRITER CO., 
 
 Manufacturers and Sole Agents, 
 71.., 717, and 1l Arch Street. 
 PHILADELPHIA, PA., I . S. A. 
 
 g porlaUt Office Cote 
 
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 MANUFACTURED BY 
 
 HOLMES,BOOTH & HAYDEN S. 
 
 FACTORIES VOTE RBURY CONN. 
 
 25 fixrk Place aiidZZ Miinay Street New York.
 
 '^^ TOILET ARTICLES 
 
 A VALUABLE AND DOUBLY USEFUL LITTLE INSTRUMENT FOB LADIES. 
 
 DUPLEX" ELECTRO-MAGNETIC CURLER and CRIMPER. 
 
 This is the most perfect, convenient, useful, and effective little toilet article ever invented. It combines 
 a Comb-curler of superior finish with an improved Tong Crimper, and both parts being Electro-Mag- 
 netic, it quickly produces wonderfully pleasing and fashionable results. With its aid the hair can be 
 fixed in any desired style, and when so fixed with this little instrument it detains the effect mucl 
 longer and is not even affected bv damp air. Once tried always used. 
 
 Price, 50 cts. 
 
 OF ALL DEALERS. 
 
 This cut is one-fourth size. 
 PATENTED. 
 
 It does not break off or ruin the hair like most Curlers and Crimpers, never fails in operation, and 
 is guaranteed to give satisfaction. MONEY BEFUNDED IF NOT AS BEPKESENTED. 
 
 1 1 is for sale by the leading drug, dry, and fancy goods, trade generally ; but if not obtainable in your 
 vicinity, we will mail it to any address, post-paid, guaranteeing safe delivery, on receipt of 50c., or five 
 for S'J.IK). Remit by draft, express, or post-office money order, or currency in registered letter, payable 
 to THE A. BBIDGMAN CO., 373 Broadway, New York. Mention LIPPINCOTT'S. 
 
 Agents wanted for Dr. Bridgman's Corsets. Brushes, Belts, and Specialties. Most liberal terms. 
 
 * 33 
 
 EJ -a 
 - 
 
 A Skin of Beauty is a Joy 1'orever. 
 
 Lr. T. FELIX GOUBAUL'O 
 OKI I.. NT A I. CREAM, 
 Magical Beaut ifler, 
 
 Lremoves Tan. Pimples.Freckles, 
 Moth-Patches, 
 
 | Hash, and Skin dis- 
 ases, and every 
 
 'blemish on beauty, 
 and defies detec- 
 tion. On its vir- 
 tuesithss stood the 
 test of 40 yean; no 
 other has, and is so 
 harmless ire taste 
 it to be sure it it 
 properly made. 
 Accej t no counter- 
 feit of similar 
 name. The distin- 
 uished Dr. L. A. 
 
 gu 
 
 Bayer said to a lady 
 
 of the hnut ton (a patient), "At you Indies Kill ute them, I 
 rtrommeHit ' Oouraud'i Cream' ar the leatt harmfulof all tlig 
 Skit preparntiont." One bottle will last six months, using it 
 reryday. Also Poudre Subtile removes superfluous hair with- 
 outinjurr to the skin. FEKD. T. 11OPKINS, Proprietor, 37 
 Great Jones Street. New York. 
 
 Forsale by all Druggists and Fancy Goods Dealers through- 
 out, the U S.. Canada*. and Europe 8f Beware of base imi- 
 tations. $iUJO Reward for arrest and proof of any one selling 
 the san 
 
 CURED 
 
 TO STAY 
 
 CURED 
 
 ASTHMA 
 
 Send name and address for THESIS, with 
 REPORTS of CASES, to 
 
 P. HAROLD HAYES, M.D., 
 716 MAIN ST., BUFFALO, N. Y. 
 
 WATT'S 
 
 CLYCERINEJELLY 
 
 OF VIOLETS. 
 
 Themoitf 1efnt preparation for keep- 
 ing tbe ikin ri-lvety soft. Cures aud 
 prevents chapped skin, llpi and all 
 roughnwi canned by cold windi; ne<l 
 BY Mrs. l.anirtry. Mrs. Potter. Hlis 
 Ellen Terry, et. On saleby alldrug- 
 (ritor by mall, ttcents. 
 
 ION. toroad St., Phllad'a. 
 
 xla Mint Pellets, cure Dyipepila. 
 
 E LOVELY WOMAN! 
 Beautiful form , brilliant eyes, skin pearly white, 
 rfbet health. Life worth the living; to all who use 
 r. Amraetfg French Arsenic Complexion Wafers. l.oo 
 r box by mail to any address. 
 FULTON M'FOCU.,18CortlndtSt.,yew York.,, 
 
 I AfllFQ sen<1 . ft cents for c Py of Dorcas Magazine 
 LMUILO of Woman's Handiwork. Itisinvalunble 
 Address DORCAS PUB'XQ Co., 87 College Place, N. Y 
 
 Dobbins' Electric Soap. 
 
 THE BEST FAMILY SOAP 
 IN THE WORLD. - 
 
 It is Strictly Pore. Dnlrm in Quality. 
 
 THE original formula for which we paid $50,000 
 tiventy years ago has never been modified or 
 changed in the slightest. This soap is Iden- 
 tical in quality to-day with that 
 made twenty years ago. 
 TT contains nothing that can injnre 
 * the lines*! fabric. It brightens colors 
 and bleaches whites. 
 
 TT washes flannels and blankets as no other soap in 
 * the world does without shrinking leaving them 
 soft and white and like new. 
 
 READ THIS TWICE. 
 
 pHERE is a great saviiic of trme, of labor, of 
 J soap, of fuel, and of the fabric, where Dobbins' 
 Electric Soap is used according: to directions. 
 QXK trial will demonstrate its great merit. It 
 ^ will pay you to make that trial. 
 TIKE all best things, it is extensively imitated 
 f* and counterfeited. 
 
 Jteware of Imitations. 
 
 TNSIST upon Dobbins' Electric. Don't take 
 ^ Magnetic, Electro-Magic, Philadelphia Electric, or 
 any other fraud, simply because it is cheap. They will 
 ruin clothes, and are dear at any price. Ask for 
 
 o.^. DOBBINS' ELECTRIC -.> 
 
 and take no other. Nearly every grocer from Maine to 
 Mexico keeps it in stock. If yours hasn't it, he will or- 
 der from his nearest wholesale grocer. 
 
 TJ EAD carefully the inside wrapper around each bar, 
 
 J* and be careful to follow directions on each 
 
 outside wrapper. You cannot afford to wait longer 
 
 before trying for yourself this old, reliable, and truly 
 
 wonderful 
 
 Dobbins' * Electric * Soap. 
 
 ESPEY'S FR C A R O E R A A M NT 
 
 CURES CHAPPE3 HANDS, FACE, LIPS. OR ART ROUGH- 
 
 RESS OF THE SKIR. prevent* tendency to wrinklM 
 or aging of skin, keeps the face nnd hands soft, 
 sra'ioth, and plump. It is also highly recommended 
 for applying and holding face rwd?r. Once Tied 
 always used. For sale by all Druggists and Deal. 
 rs in Fancy Good*.
 
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 54
 
 "Eight hours a day for almost nine 
 months in the year, for five years," ^ 
 
 is the record claimed for a 
 
 PAUL E. WIRT FOUNTAIN PEN, 
 
 ^ by Mr. Fred. J. Morgan, Official Stenographer, 
 
 *& Supreme Court, Fifth Judicial District, N. Y. 
 
 wso G-A-IST ZB:E.A.T IT? 
 
 Address PAUL E. WIRT FOUNTAIN PEN, Bloomsburg, Pa. Mention LIPPI.NCOTT'S. 
 
 A. W. FABER'S LEAO PENCILS, 
 
 Pen-holders, Rubber Bands, and Pencil Sharpeners. 
 
 If you cannot obtain these goods from your Stationer, send 30 cents for samples. 
 
 CHICAGO. 
 
 SOLE AOENT AND MANUFACTURER. 
 
 KJKW YORK. 
 
 Photo Trading Post. 
 
 Head-quarters of the Chautauqua School of 
 i Photography. Publishers of Photographic 
 I Times and Annual. Manufacturers of all sorts 
 of Photo material, specially the Waterbury, the 
 Irving View, and Advill Cameras. 
 Send for catalogue. 
 
 The Scovill & Adams Co., 
 423 Broome St., N. Y. 
 
 ESTABLISHED 1846. 
 
 FOR SALE EVERYWHERE. 
 
 FRANKLIN 
 
 Pennine mil WORKS, 
 
 JOHN WOODRUFF'S SONS, 
 
 | 1S217 an<l liJIO Cherry Street, 
 
 PHILADELPHIA, PA. 
 
 This Magazine ia printed with John Woodruff ' Sous' luk*. 
 
 INDELIBLE INK. 
 
 pe 
 O 
 
 _ 
 
 or lor m;u ....- " r.al anri fnmilv 
 ldect. Tho Eot. SoU by DruufKH 
 
 So preparation and only a 
 common pen needed. Es- 
 tablished GO 
 
 . Pu- 
 Xhe 
 
 BOOK HOLDERS 
 
 THt MOST Fiercer 
 
 DICTIONARY HOLDER. 
 The Progressive Euchre Tablt 
 
 Bend for Catalogue. 
 
 R. M. LAMBIE, 
 39 E.I 9th St., N.Y.
 
 WITH THE WITS. 
 
 A STARTLING CLIMAX. 
 II. From the Balcony. 
 ' .1 
 
 Mrs. Crosstree (to her collar- 
 button-hunting spouse). " Now, 
 John, don't lose your temper." 
 
 Mr. Crosstree. " Lose it ! I 
 
 should say not ! ! !! !!! 
 
 blank, blank ! Got the blamed 
 thing yet, haven't I?" 
 
 STYLE. 
 Some peccadilloes give us such 
 
 Delight, we call them venial ; 
 We do not mind a rogue so much 
 
 Who is adroit and genial. 
 
 HARANGUING A NONENTITY. 
 
 Mrs. Familias (tearfully). "John, you are pleasant enough when there is 
 company ; why don't you scold when there is some one around?" 
 
 Mr. Familias (champion mean man). "True ; that would be an advantage." 
 
 THE REASON. 
 A tar is called a jolly " dog ;" 
 
 The cause of this remark 
 Must be that he is often found 
 
 Connected with a barque. 
 
 IT does not follow that a merchant with a limited stock should be ill-tempered, 
 although it must be admitted that he is out of "sorts." 
 
 A CONSOLATION. 
 The wise man knows he does not know 
 
 In spite of all his labor ; 
 But then he's reconciled to think 
 
 That neither does his neighbor. 
 
 r>5
 
 A LUXURIANT GROWTH OF HAIR 
 
 is produced by the CUTICURA REMEDIES. They strike at the cause of falling hair and bald- 
 ness. They cleanse the scalp of every humor and disease, whether Itchy, Scaly, Crusted, or 
 Blotchy, whether simple, scrofulous, or hereditary, and point to a speedy, permanent, and lux- 
 uriant growth of hair when the best physicians and all other remedies fail. Hundreds of grate- 
 ful testimonials attest their wonderful efficacy. CUTICURA REMEDIES are the greatest skin cures, 
 blood purifiers, and humor remedies of modern times. Are absolutely pure and agreeable to the 
 most sensitive, and may be used by young and old with the most gratifying and unfailing success. 
 CUTICURA, the great skin cure, instantly allays the most intense itching, burning, and inflamma- 
 tion, clears the scalp of crusts and scales, destroys microscopic insects which feed on the hair, 
 soothes and heals raw and irritated surfaces, stimulates the hair follicles, and supplies the roots 
 with energy and nourishment. CUTICURA SOAP, an exquisite purifier, is indispensable in cleans- 
 ing diseased surfaces. CUTICURA RESOLVENT, the new Blood and Skin Purifier and greatest of 
 Humor Remedies, cleanses the blood of all impurities and poisonous elements, and thus removes 
 all constitutional disturbances affecting the growth of the hair. Hence, the 
 
 CUTICURA REMEDIES 
 
 cleanse the scalp of every humor and disease, and restore the hair to a vigorous growth when 
 all other methods and remedies absolutely fail. 
 
 " HOW TO CURE DISEASES OF HAIR AND SCALP," mailed free to any address. 64 pages, 300 Dis- 
 eases, 50 Illustrations, 100 Testimonials. A book of priceless value to every sufferer. 
 
 " CUTICURA REMEDIES are sold everywhere. Price, CUTICURA, 50 cts. ; CUTICURA SOAP, 25 cts. ; Cun- 
 CURA RESOLVENT, $1.00. Prepared by POTTER DRUG & CHEMICAL CORPORATION, Boston. 
 
 Ladies Of the Highest soc ' a ' standing have pronounced the CUTICURA SOAP more 
 delicate and refreshing than the most noted and expensive of 
 
 toilet and nursery soaps, while incomparably superior to all so-called skin and complexion soaps 
 for preserving, purifying, and beautifying the skin. CUTICURA is the only medicated toilet soap 
 and the only preventive of inflammation and clogging of the pores, the cause of pimples, black- 
 heads, rough, red, and oily skin, and simple humors of infants and children. Sale greater than 
 the combined sales of all other skin soaps. Sold everywhere. Price, 25 cts. 
 
 67
 
 "Pen and Ink in Your Pocket." c pi? ht 
 
 1890. 
 
 21 COKTLINDTST., 
 NEW YORK, 
 Oct. 9, 1890. 
 "Have nied, 
 myself, and pur- 
 chtMd for friends, 
 over two hundred 
 of your Fountain 
 Pens with univer- 
 sal satisfaction. 
 "J.IUNRT SMALL, 
 
 Gen'l Agent, 
 
 Washington Life 
 
 Inf. Co." 
 
 OUR "INDEPENDENT" FOUNTAIN PEN 
 
 HOLDS INK fora WEEK'S USE, and is fitted with a superior GOLD 
 PEN to suit any writer. MANY PEOPLE think our Pens are the best 
 in use. Price, $1.50 and upward, of dealers, or by mail, post-paid. 
 Send for testimonials and illustrated Price-List. 
 
 J. A. ULLRICH & CO., 106-108 Liberty St., New York. 
 
 STRAWBR1DGE S CLOTHIER 
 
 Are displaying large and most attractive assortments of 
 
 SEASONABLE DHY GOODS 
 
 Of every description, all of which have been carefully selected for 
 the Autumn Season, abroad and at home, by experienced buyers. 
 
 Our patrons are assured of 
 
 AN UNLIMITED VARIETY, 
 
 MOST MODERATE PRICES, 
 
 UNSURPASSED FACILITIES, 
 
 PROMPTNESS AND ACCURACY. 
 
 Samples of every kind of material promptly forwarded without charge. 
 
 STRHMBRIDGE & CLOTHIER, 
 
 Market St., Eighth St., Filbert St., 
 
 "HE "I-CONOMY" WALL DESK. 
 
 An elegant piece of furniture, beautifying your home, office, laboratory, 
 library, private office, bank, or store, and an indispensable convenience to 
 
 pastor of Plymouth Church, Brooklyn, and editor of the Christian Union, says : 
 " It seems to me the biggest multum in the xmallest parvo I have ever seen. 
 For convenience of packing away much store in small space it competes with 
 the famous bee cells; and for convenience of getting at the store, the bee 
 cells are nowhere in comparison. It makes easy observance of the motto, 
 'A place for everything and everything in its place.' If any words of mine 
 can put this desk into a desklew home, I shall have put that home under 
 obligation! to me. (Signed) LYMAX ABBOTT." 
 
 We also manufacture the " Favorite" combination desk. The best stand- 
 Ing desk on the market. Orders for special designs solicited. Send for 
 catalogue to 
 
 COKTKANI) DESK CO., Limited, CORTLAND, N. Y. 
 
 68
 
 1 A^E are the original inventors and manufac- 
 W turers of JKRSKT-FITT1NG Union Un- 
 dergarments, and Letters Patent for the same. 
 Each garment is marked " Pat. Feb. 7, '85," and all 
 garments not thus marked are infringements. We 
 make them in High Grade, Silk, Silk and Wool, Silk 
 and Merino, Natural Wool, Merino, Wool or Cotton 
 in Fast Black, and Balbriggan, Winter and Summer 
 weight. These garments are SUPERIOR in FIT, 
 and in workmanship EQUAL, to any and SKCOND 
 to none. They have received the endorsement of the 
 Leading Dreia Reformers in the country, and thou- 
 sands of ladies have expressed their unasked-for 
 satisfaction as to fit, quality, and workmanship. In 
 addition to our regular FITTED SHOULDERS, 
 and Sleeve as made last season . we make a full line 
 with SQUARE SHOULDERS, and desire that all 
 ladies buying Union Undergarments should see the 
 two styles, also some points of interest not found In 
 any other garment. Send stamp for circular and 
 
 Qnrnf oKae ' 
 
 'LORENCE Silk Mittens. 
 The engraving shows a late style of 
 these goods. They are made of 
 Genuine Florence Knit- 
 ting Silk. Whatever 
 the design, all real Flor- 
 ence Silk Mittens are 
 sold one pair in a box, 
 bearing the brand " Flor- 
 ence " on one end. The 
 pattern shown here is 
 lined in back and wrist 
 throughout with silk. 
 They are perfect-fit- 
 ting, and in cold cli- 
 mates are far more 
 durable, and quite 
 as elegant aod 
 fashionable as the 
 best of gloves. Sold 
 by all enterprising deal- 
 ers, who can be sup- 
 plied by the 
 NONOTUCK SILK CO., 
 
 New York, Boston, Chicago, St. Louis, Cincinnati, and 
 Su Paul. 
 
 Jlosiery, Underwear, 
 
 JSIen's furnishings, 
 
 Gloves. 
 
 To make it possible for customers to 
 purchase these goods by mail as easily 
 as if they visited the store in person, 
 we are issuing this season a handsome 
 Catalogue of these Departments. It is 
 the most complete catalogue of its kind 
 that has yet been sent out. 
 
 It will be mailed free to any addre as, 
 until the edition is exhausted. S,nd 
 your name and address at once. 
 
 James McCreery & Co. 
 
 BROADWAY and ELEVEHTH ST., 
 NEW YORK. 
 
 With Rounded Rib on holding edges of Fastener. 
 
 OVER TEN MILLION PAIRS SOLD. 
 
 When needing HOSK SUPPORTERS you know 
 A knowledge of the best becomes A 
 Really desirable accomplishment, foK 
 Rich or poor; you want your hose to wea R 
 E verything to be comfortable should be whol e 
 N othlng more aggravating tliau your hose tor N 
 
 Heed us when we state the trutH 
 Only one Fastener has absolutely NO 
 Sharp edges to cut the stocklngS 
 Easy to prove our words by trying on 
 
 See that Warren Is on the Fasteners 
 U nfortuiiately Imitations will be offered yo U 
 Pass them by and do not stop 
 p erslstlng for the Warren which all kee P 
 On beautiful silk webs we own n O 
 Rival in any make, and as f o R 
 The exclu^ve styles they are much sough T 
 Every imitation has a holding sharp edg E 
 R ememlier, Warren the only perfect Fastene R 
 Sold everywhere at popular prices 
 
 MADE-FROM : : 
 f;THE.BE : ST OF: WEBS' 
 i METALTRIMMIINGS 
 
 [WARRANTED: NOT :TO.RU$T 
 iAU.PARTS AOUBIESTITCHB 
 
 NOTE. The Fasteners are not sold separate 
 
 at any price. 
 
 Illustrated Catalogue of Hose Supporters 
 and Corset Substitutes mailed free to any 
 address. 
 
 GEO. FROST & CO., 31 Bedford Street, 
 
 BOSTON, MASS. 
 
 59
 
 NEW PARLOR CAME 
 
 ALL ACES ENJOY IT! 
 
 This National Parlor Game is 
 Perfectly Harmless and In- 
 tensely Amusing. No better 
 entertainment for the home. 
 
 Growing Children need it* 
 Everybody needs it for 
 Health and 
 Amusement. 
 
 * at. K 
 
 Mailed 
 post paid. 
 Nickel, $1. 
 
 Bronze, 
 75 cents. 
 
 ELASTIC TIP COMPANY, 
 
 Cor. Cornhill and Washington Street, Boston, Mass. 
 
 WORTH OF 
 GOODS 
 
 TO LADIES OEY! 
 
 In order to Introduce our charming II lust rt- 
 *d paper for ladle* and tliefanilly, The Ladle*' 
 World. Into thouundi of home* where It It not 
 alretilv tikrn, we hre mad* arrangementi with lome of the 
 leading retail Dry Ooodi and olber Merchant! of New York. 
 Boston and Brooklyn, whereby they agree, lnrder to lecnre 
 new cnitomert, to present to new tubacrlben to our paper $7.00 
 worth of their goodi. The iiitmcrlptlon price of our pxper ll J6 
 cf nti per >ear. and to each newaiibacrlber we will lend Free 
 a I'urrhuolmt HOIK), with ten coiinoul attached, which repre- 
 sent an actual c*h value of S7.0O, and will be honored at 
 inch and received In payment for goods to that amount by the 
 firms whose names appear thereon. In order to convince yon that 
 this Is an honest offer, WE ASK NO MONKY IN AD- 
 VANCE, but will, upon receipt ol your name and address upon a 
 postal card, send yon the Purchasing Bond aaabove described, also 
 copy of our paper, provided you will agree, should yon be satis- 
 fled, to then srnd us IS cents for a year's subscription, or return 
 the Bonddtonee. Rnmember, you py nothing until yon have 
 received the Bond and a copy of the paper, and satisfied yourself 
 that all Is as we represent. Addis g. II. MOOItE * UO., 
 PublUhera, No. 87 Park IMacc. New York. ' 
 
 STATIONARY WASH T"B5- 
 -WASH BOARDS 5 S?AP- 
 
 CERAMIC C9- 
 312 PEARLS? 
 
 CR- PECK SLIP 
 
 NEW- 
 
 SOLID WHITE CROCKERY- 
 
 
 'VERY STRNG 
 
 NO SEAflS To PEN- 
 
 N LABoR jo KEEP CLEAN 
 
 THDSANTJ5 IN USE- 
 
 'BUTLERS PAHTRT. KITCHEN. 
 
 5Lp $ CORNER siNitt 
 
 THE ECONOMY OF FOOTWEAR. 
 
 An Illustrated Pamphlet interesting to every one 
 who wears shoes, sent free on receipt of name and 
 address 011 postal card. Box 551, Brockton, Mass. 
 
 HYGEIH HOTEL 
 
 OLD POINT COHFWT, V. 
 
 America's Great Health Resort. 
 
 Situated within 100 yards of Fortress 
 Monroe. Accommodates 1000 guests. 
 
 Scenic attractions unrivalled. Has 
 Turkish, Russian, Electric, and Hot Sea- 
 Baths, the latter celebrated for their 
 efficiency in rheumatic troubles. Glass- 
 enclosed Verandas. Music by the U. S. 
 Artillery School Band. Average tem- 
 perature for winter, 48 degrees. Pure 
 ocean air ; free from malaria, and heavily 
 charged with ozone, the great lung puri- 
 fier. Nervousness and insomnia speed- 
 ily and, in most cases, permanently re- 
 lieved. All things considered, the most 
 comfortable and 'delightful resort at 
 which to spend the winter months in 
 the United States. Send for descriptive 
 pamphlet. 
 
 F. N. PIKE, 
 
 Manager. 
 
 THE WONDERFUL MAGIC 
 POCKET SAVINGS BANK 
 
 LOCKS and KKGISTKHS DEPOSITS I 
 pens itself when $5 in dimeshave 
 (been deposited. Fits VeBt Pocket I 
 (Postpaid to any address on receipt 
 I of 5S5e. Money refunded if not 
 (satisfactory. Agents wanted. 
 (Write for circulars of Majric 
 I Novelties. Mention this paper. 
 I Magic Introduction Co , 227 Bway. N. 7. 
 
 Western terminus 
 , main line N. P. 
 R. R. and the most rapidly growing city in America. 
 Grand opportunities for investors. Good time and 
 place to buy city and suburban property with a cer- 
 tainty of large profit, or to loan your money on gilt 
 edge real estate at 8 and 9 per cent. Correspondence 
 solicited for mutual benefit. 
 
 C. 1,. HI A9TGU9I, Real Estate and Loan Agent, 
 Post-Office Building. Tacoma, Washington. 
 
 CARDS 
 
 LATEST STYLES, 
 I1E.ST PREMIUMS, 
 a~ COSTLY OITFK. 
 1AU CAIU> CO.. 
 
 FREE 
 
 W.. NEW HAVEN. COW 
 
 AOIC AN VIEWS (S " xenir Alb "- sX 
 
 I A. Wltteman, 67 Spring, N.Y. 
 
 THE POSITIVE CURE. 
 
 I ELY BROTHERS, M Warren St., New York. Price 60 cts.1 
 
 m
 
 
 SHOULD BE IN EVERY HOME. JUST THE THING FOR A HOLIDAY PRESENT. 
 SALE BY BOOKSELLERS AND TOY AND FANCY GOODS DEALERS, OR SENT FREE ON RECEIPT OF ONE DOLLAR. 
 E. I. HORSMAN, PUBLISHER, 8O & 88 WILLIAM ST., NEW YORK. 
 
 SWIFT 
 
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 I- < 
 
 <n tn 
 
 g* 
 
 S 1 -' 
 
 II 
 
 SAFETY HAMMER LESS DClffM WE IP 
 AUTOMATIC IvC WV/L.W CFV 
 
 UNEQUALLED 
 
 For Si/inmt'try, 
 
 Seatttif, 
 Material anil Workmanship. 
 
 AS PERFECT A PISTOL AS 
 CAN POSSIBLY BE MADE. 
 
 If your denier does not have it, we will send it 
 postpaid on receipt of price. 
 
 Safely Barrel Catch. 
 
 Impossible to throw the 
 barrel open when 
 discharged. 
 38 Cal. 
 Using S. & . W. 
 
 Cartridges. 
 
 Send 60. in stamps for our lOO-page illus- 
 trated Catalogue of Guns, Rifles, Revol- 
 vers, Police Goods, Sporting Goods of all kinds, etc. 
 
 This Catalogue it to large the pottage on it alone costs 5c. 
 
 JOHN P. LOVELL ARMS CO., Manufacturers, Boston, Mass 
 
 For Sale 
 
 by all 
 
 Dealers. 
 
 NEW PATENT. THE ONLY PERFECTLY SAFE PISTOL MADE. 
 
 The Quadrant Suspension Spring Saddle 
 
 overcomes vibration on rough roads where all other spring devices have 
 failed. \Ve are daily booking orders to fit this unequalled spring saddle 
 to Victor, Rambler, and Columbia spring-fork safeties, as well as all rigid 
 frame bicycles. But to get the full enjoyment from this saddle you 
 should try it on our world-renowned Q'uadraat Safety Bicycle*, 
 which have many pojnts of superiority over all others. Send for cata- 
 logue, giving full particulars. 
 
 STRONG & GREEN CYCLE CO., Sole Importers, 
 
 ST. 
 
 .. Philadelphia. 
 
 COMBINING 5 ARTICLE 
 OF FURNITURE IN ONE 
 
 We retail at the lowest 
 
 uholftale factory prica, and 
 ship goods to be paid for on 
 delivery. Send stamp for 
 Catal ojrae. A'am* gotxit dt*ir 
 LC i<CKU MFO. CO., 145 N 
 
 VMt EEL (HAIRS 
 
 TO HIRE. 
 SPECIAL FREI1 
 . _. DKI.ITFRY. 
 Philadelphia. Po 
 
 WHEELING 
 RECLINING CHAIRS 
 
 Of All Styles. 
 
 The Best Make. 
 
 H. 8. GOLIGHTL.Y, 
 
 203 Quarry St., Phila. 
 Send for Catalogue. 
 
 CRIPPLES and invcuid * find 
 
 FAIKY Tricyclet 
 the most practical. Best foi 
 ladies ana girls. Satisfaction 
 guaranteed. Athletic Goods and 
 
 lowest prices. Address 
 
 'BICYCLES at retail, at 
 ^s FAY MFG. CO., Klyrla, Oi 
 
 155O. 
 
 15B9. 
 
 Lane Carriages 
 
 Elegant Traps, Quartered Oak, 
 Foun-CUheel Dog Carts, 
 
 Liight Four-LUheel Cavts, 
 
 Four-Seat Surrey*. 
 
 Also PITTSBURG ROCKAWAYS, WAGONETTES, BUGGIES, VICTORIAS, VIS-X-VIS, Broughami, 
 Extension Br: nghams, and Rockaways. The flneet and Most Extensive Display of Harms*. 
 
 D. M. LANES SONS, 1708 Chestnut Street, Plilla. 
 
 61
 
 RjH I L R O M D S 
 
 ^ rJ^jJ^i-'^rJJ^ JJ>J J J.J i^l.-l,J,-i,J,-li-l,J , 
 
 SAFEST, 
 
 FASTEST, 
 
 and FINEST 
 
 TRAINS IN AMERICA. 
 
 HUPf VIA 
 
 BALTIMORE m OHIO RAILROAD 
 
 BETWEEN 
 
 NEW TORE, PHILADELPHIA, 
 
 BALTIMORE, and WASHINGTON. 
 
 AM. TRAINS VESTIBUtED FROM END TO END, 
 
 And protected by Pullman's Anti-Telescoping Appliance, including Baggage Can, Day Coachee, 
 
 Parlor Cars, and Sleepers. 
 
 ALL CARS HEATED BY STEAM AND LIGHTED BY PIHTSCH GAS. 
 
 Tlie BALTIMORE and OHIO RAILROAD 
 
 Maintains a Complete Service of Vestibule*! Express Trains between 
 
 NEW YORK, CINCINNATI, 
 ST. LOUIS, AND CHICAGO, 
 
 EQUIPPED WITH 
 
 Palace Sleeping Cars 
 
 Running Through Without Change. 
 
 ALL B. and 0. TRAINS 
 
 BETWEEN THE 
 
 EAST and WEST, 
 
 RUN VIA WASHINGTON. 
 
 211 Washington St., Boston, Mass. 
 415 Broadway, New York. 
 N.E. Cor. 9fh and Chestnut Sts., Phlla., Pa. 
 Cor. Baltimore and Calvert Sts., Baltimore, 
 Md. 
 
 OKKICK8. 
 
 1351 Pennsylvania Ave., Washington, D.C. 
 Cor. Wood St. and Fifth Ave., Pittsborg, Pa. 
 Cor. 4th and Vine Sts., Cincinnati, O. 
 193 Clark St.. Chicago, 111. 
 101 North Fourth St., St. Louis, Mo. 
 
 J. T. ODELL, 
 
 General Man 
 
 ager } BALTIMORE, MD. { 
 
 CHAS. O. SCULL, 
 
 General Passenger Agent. 
 
 62
 
 No Christmas 
 This Year 
 
 will be complete without a pres- 
 ent, and no practical present 
 can be made that will give more 
 real good for the coin paid than 
 a practical low-priced typewriter 
 like the " WORLD," sold for 
 $15.00. Available at once for 
 the boy or his father, the girl 
 or her mother. You want a 
 catalogue ? We send it. Type- 
 writer Dept., POPE M'FG CO., 
 Boston, New York, Chicago. 
 
 m LATEST IMPROVEMENT 
 
 fSSDLD. ZVCRYWHERET 
 
 WINTER 
 
 RIDING. 
 
 DECEMBER but it brings no reason 
 why the wheelman should put his wheel in 
 a camphor bag or cedar chest. Not a month 
 during the winter when a cycle cannot be 
 used on some days with comfort. A hard, 
 frozen road, well-hammered by wagon- 
 wheels, makes delightful riding, and a zero 
 atmosphere yields delightful, health-giving 
 ozone. And there is not a business day in 
 the year when we will not sell you a 
 " Columbia." Catalogue sent. 
 
 POPE MFG. 
 
 BRANCH HOUSES: 
 
 12 Warren Street, 291 Wabash Avenue, 
 
 NEW YORK. CHICAGO. 
 
 Factory, HARTFORD, CONN. 
 
 INDISPENSABLE 
 
 EVERY CITY and COUNTRY HOUSEHOLD 
 
 FOR 
 
 FARM A^D DAIRY. 
 
 The world-famous FRANK'S AMERICAN WON- 
 DER MACHINE awarded highest medals, Paris 
 World Exposition, etc. Always produces 
 
 FIRST-CLASS GRANULAR BUTTER 
 
 (the very gilt edge) from sweet milk, sweet or sour 
 cream, 
 
 IN TWO MINUTES. 
 
 The same whether in winter or summer. (Party 
 not keeping cows can buy one or more quarts of 
 milk or cream and make his own pure 
 butter daily, costing less than even 
 such of inferior quality if bought.) No 
 experience needed; any child can 
 successfully manage it: works from 
 one pint up; makes more butter. 
 Buttermilk remains perfectly sweet 
 for coftee, etc. Recommended by 
 physicians as best Baby Food. Ma- 
 chine also makes finest Ice Cream 
 in 4 minutes, and delicious Cream 
 Souffle in 2 minutes. Is also ex- 
 cellent for cooling off new milk. 
 Prices: 5 qts., $5.50; (for Dairies) U qts., $10.00; 
 24 qta., $15.00; 40 qts., $23.00, etc. Packing 10 per 
 cent. Active agents wanted ; 25 per cent, on sam- 
 ples. Machine* guaranteed as represented. 
 
 F. A. FRANK & CO., 
 
 Patentees and Sole Manufacturers, 
 No. 316 East 82d Street, New York. 
 
 63
 
 WITH THK WITS. 
 
 A STARTLING CLIMAX. 
 III. From the Parquet. 
 
 " Look at the sea-foam sparkling round, 
 A waste whose use is never found !" 
 
 Exclaimed the maiden fair ; 
 But the foreign noble at her side 
 Betrayed his secret as he cried, 
 "Oh, but zare ees; eet has been tried: 
 
 Use sea-foam for ze hair." 
 
 DOWN STREAM. 
 The people held in marriage knots 
 
 Life's sea the safest ride. 
 Go thou with them to be secure, 
 For it is easiest, be sure, 
 
 To travel with the tied. 
 
 WHEN it comes to morality, the knave is like the bankrupt : he has no interest 
 because he has no principal. 
 
 EFFORTS UNHEEDED. 
 Wealth brings trouble, care, and trial; 
 
 Croesus treads a weary road, 
 Heeding not our self-denial 
 
 To relieve him of his load. 
 
 A STRONG FEATURE. 
 
 Dramatic Author. And, best of all, the second act winds up with a cyclone." 
 Manager (reflectively)." That ought to bring down the house." 
 
 A PALPABLE PARADOX. 
 Weakness is mastering desire 
 That, being burnt, still braves the fire. 
 04
 
 .WRITING 
 
 WHAT YO A E NT MERRITT TYPEWRITER. 
 
 This is exact copy of The "MEKRITT'S" work. 
 It is equal to that of any High Priced Type- 
 writer. Relieves fatigue from steady use of 
 pen. Improves spelling and punctuation. Inter- 
 ests and instructs children. The entire corres- 
 pondence of a business house can be done with 
 it. Learned in a half hour from directions. 
 Prints capitals, small letters, figures and 
 characters, 78 in all. Price $15, complete. 
 
 The MERRITT Typewriter is the BEST. 
 
 BECAUSE, It print* from CLEAR, METAL TYPE. 
 It prints with Perfect Alignment. 
 
 It has no Ribbon to "Wear Out, Smnt Fingers or Paper 
 It is a Simple, Compact Macliine. 
 It is sent to any address on roceipt of 115.OO. 
 It does work equal to the Hundred Dollar Machines. 
 It can both DUPLICATE and MANIFOLD. 
 No other low-priced Typewriter can da this. 
 No Rubber Type Machine can compete with it. 
 It is Everybody's Type-writer. 
 Everybody wants a MERRITT. 
 
 "Write for Circulars, Voluntary Testimonials & Sworn-to Speed Test of 60 Words a Minute . 
 
 SENT IMMEDIATELY TO ANY 
 ADDRESS ON RECEIPT 
 OF PRICE, 915.OO. 
 
 LYON MANUFACTURING CO., 
 
 59 FIFTH AVE., NEW YORK CITY, 
 
 S O X-. IE -&_ O- IE iT T S.
 
 m i sc IE LLH N EOU_S 
 
 *T r 7 3 '??? l T*?^'? a i3??jJ?rgT?T^^ypr73rpr3r;?>?f?j f i-* p^r^i-* i-'i-'i-Tj 
 
 GRANCt 
 
 tUTYAND I-RA 
 
 Are communicated to the mouth by 
 
 SOZODONT 
 
 which renders the Teeth pearly white, the 
 Gums rosy, and the Breath sweet. By those 
 who have used it, it is regarded as an indis- 
 pensable adjunct of the toilet. It thor- 
 oughly removes tartar from the teeth with- 
 out injuring the enamel. 
 Bold by Druggists and Fancy Goods Dealers. 
 
 TIIMflDC Internal or External, Cured. New 
 I UlYlUnO method; no knife ; no pain or shock. 
 For particulars and l>ook. write to 
 
 The Sanitarium, Union Springs, N.Y. 
 
 WiNTPH I ' adles ftml Misses to do crochet work 
 iai> ' 
 
 at home; city or country. Steady 
 work. WESTERN LACE MFG. CO.. 
 
 . 
 218 State Street, Chicago, 111. 
 
 HARBACH4CO.809FilbertSt.Ph.la.pt 
 
 T AT1V AOBMT8-8"> 
 JXO-L/ 1 VAN ORDKN 
 
 COHaKT CO., ** Clinton I'Uo.. N.T. 
 
 PATARRHPVP 
 
 Wf* I LAUI IBACH CO 
 
 IED.FREE 
 
 __ >LE MAILED. 
 
 LAUDERBACH CO. Newark, N.J. 
 
 FRANK MILLER': 
 
 UNEOUALED FOR USE IN 
 LIVERY. EXPRESS AND 
 
 PRIVATE STABLES. 
 Gives a beautiful finish thatl 
 [does not peel, crack, smut] 
 I or harden the leather. 
 
 SOLD BY HARNESS DEALERS. 
 
 1888 
 
 emoTAd 
 TO 
 
 'CINCINNATI. 
 
 Dr. BIKES' SLEK CUKE CO., 880 Race St., Cincinnati, . 
 
 In all the world THERE IS KUT ONE CUKE 
 
 DR, HAINES' GOLDEN SPECIFIC. 
 
 It can be given In coffee, tea, or in articles of food, w ithout 
 the knowledge of patient if necessary . 48 page book of par- 
 ticulars free. Address CtOLDKlV SPECIFIC CO., 
 8. W. Cor. Kuce and Fifth Mtt., Cincinnati, O. 
 
 AT FOLKS* 
 
 ming "Antl-Corpulene P.IU" lo lalbi. * 
 
 fall. Sold bvPrureliUerervVher. or Mntbv mull. Partlc- 
 Uri (Mtlad) 4c. WILCOt SPECIFIC Cb., 1'kila.. F. 
 
 THE NEW 
 1890 METEOR. 
 
 SCIOPTICON. 
 
 . 
 Uwun of Flowm. Mow 
 
 Fortune. Mntio Ap T>ble, Maje Mnric. Omm M V> 
 of Utfan. th. MIT book. Or*r of th Whtatto. f K t 
 
 
 
 . . 
 
 AlphalM, Ouno of Rhdow 
 
 OOIMQ W ANTE D-especlally dates be- 
 ^UIIMO fore 1871 highest prices paid 
 for hundreds of kinds. Write at onoe for particulars 
 which may be worth hundreds of dollars to you ; en- 
 close stamp. W. E. SKINNER, 16 Oloba Building, Botton, Man. 
 
 PREDIC 
 
 (wniMn) oonpltM of vonr lift, He., Mo. 
 Girt iiU of birth; marrUd or ilnrU. 
 'LOCK BOX 8e, Kama* City, Mo. 
 
 Patented by THOS. A. EDISON. 
 
 A simple, practical, and economical manifolding de- 
 vice for cvery-day use. 
 
 It nwkrs riooo copies of one original Writing, Draw- 
 ing, Music, etc. 15OO copies of one original Typewriter 
 Letter. Recommended by over 4O,OOO users. Send for 
 circular and sample of work. 
 
 A. B. DICK COMPANY. 
 
 152-lCi Lk St., CHICAGO. 32 LibirtT St.,HlVVUk. 
 
 117 South fifth Strut, FEILACILFBIA. 
 
 66
 
 IN GLASS ORWOOD. fULLY EQUALTO 
 
 THE BEST IMPORTED 
 FOR FAMILY OR-^^ 
 -CLUB USE. ^^^c> 
 
 RECOMMENDED BYOUR' 
 
 ^BEST PHYSICIANS.- 
 
 7/7*=^ FOR SALE BY ALLf IRSTCIA}} 
 
 THE 
 
 Otis 
 Electric 
 
 FOR p r j va te Residences, 
 Small Office Buildings, 
 Hospitals, Stores, etc. 
 
 Elevator 
 
 Safe; 
 Simple, 
 
 No engineer 
 required ; 
 
 Economical, 
 
 Power taken from electric 
 light lines, and required 
 only when in operation. 
 
 Send for Descriptive Catalogue. 
 
 Otis Brothers & Co., 
 
 Standard Hydraulic and 
 Steam KUvators. 
 
 NEW YORK. 
 BOSTON. 
 
 HI I LA. 
 PITTSBURG 
 
 CLUB f I 4 pnitptM for f | bill, 
 -.irks I.iiien, Okrdi, Papers, Everything. 
 AewAgcnte make RIO Honey.Tenn. Fre~ 
 
 THE 
 
 OLD SHERWOOD 
 
 Pure Rye Malt Whiskey 
 
 A Lot of S 
 
 1883 Distillation, 
 
 to offer In Boxed Demijohns of I to 5 gals, at 85.00 
 per gal. This la an exceptional opportunity to secure 
 some FINE OLD STOCK. Sample* at proportion- 
 ate cost, or, If the goods do not give entire satisfaction, 
 you can return them C.O. D. 
 
 WlttHT & JLEUTZ, Cockejsville. M.I. 
 
 BANK AND OFFICE FITTINGS 
 
 Fine liraas Work. 
 
 Special Designs on 
 
 Application. 
 
 ANDREWS MFG. CO. 
 74-76 Fifth Ave., N.Y. 
 A.H.ANDfeEWS&CO. 
 216-822 Wabash Ave., 
 Chicago. 
 
 ANDREWS FTTENITT/HE CO., Pot and Stockton St., 
 San Francisco. 
 
 67 
 
 Pinless 
 Clothes Line 
 
 Is the onfy line ever invented that holds the clothe* 
 without pins: a perfect success; patent recently 
 issued ; sold only by 
 
 to whom the exclusive right is given : on receipt of 
 50 cents we will send a sample line by mail; also, 
 circulars x price list and terms toarents: secure 
 your territory at once. Address THE PINLESS 
 CLOTHES LINE COMPANY, 17 Hermon St. 
 Worcester, Mass. 
 
 WANTED I A LADY 
 
 W w i^ac^tow^^^aaaresscDTelopcf^maiTcIrcuIars, manftgt 
 correapoDdence. Good wanes. Terms and book of loitructlons in 
 our Mac Art, toe. iUver.) SYLVAN TOILET CO., Port Boron, Mich. 
 
 ACT HWI A DR - TAFT 
 
 address, we will mail trial CURED! 
 
 DR. TAFT-8 A3THMAT.KTTB 
 r fails; send us your 
 BOTTLB C D BT C 
 THEM. TAFT BROS CO.. ROCHESTER, N V I" Ktt 
 
 sen<1 5 cents for copy of Dorcas Magazine 
 of Woman's Handiwork. It is invaluable. 
 Address DOBCAS PUB'NG Co., 37 College Place, N. Y,
 
 WITH THE WITS. 
 
 A STARTLING CLIMAX. 
 IV. On the Sta<?e. 
 
 A BARRISTER who gets up before the jury to argue a case is like a self-evident 
 truth : he stands to reason. 
 
 IN that gruesome alternative which forces men to be either the anvil or the 
 hammer, the Labor Knights seem to have decided to be the hammer : at least they 
 are that part of the community which does the most striking. 
 
 A BLINDNESS. 
 While good and bad together chink 
 
 And under woes unearned you labor, 
 It's very natural to think 
 
 That Fate mistook you for your neighbor. 
 
 WHEN Ellsha was taken up into the heavens, he left his powers behind him to 
 Elijah. Additional proof that the original always loses in " translation." 
 
 HE CAN'T HELP IT. 
 
 Mrs. Phunnyman. " I notice that your friend Pultzer is inclined to obesity 
 of late." 
 
 Mr. Phunnyman. "No, indeed : it's very much against his inclination." 
 
 PASSIVE faith is like a dummy watch : it is without works. 
 
 68
 
 BOLTON 
 
 HOT-WATER 
 HEATER. 
 
 Most Economical, Healthful, 
 and Comfortable. 
 
 Only Perfectly SAFE System. 
 Unequalled for Durability. 
 
 SEND FOB CIRCULARS. 
 
 Detroit 
 Heating and Lighting Co. 
 
 88 Lake St., 
 Chicago. 
 
 317 Wight St., 
 Detroit. 
 
 COMBINATION 
 
 CAS MACHINE. 
 
 Best Independent Qas Apparatus. 
 Cheaper and Better than City Gas or 
 
 Electric Light. 
 Simpler and Safer than Oil Lamps. 
 
 Twenty Years 
 without a failure or an accident. 
 
 THE JACKSON 
 
 VENTILATING GRATE, 
 
 Combined Grate and Furnace. 
 
 Introducing Heated Out-Door Air. 
 Heating two or more Moors if desired. 
 
 77 in use in Columbia College, New York ; 87 in the New Court-House, St. Paul, Minn. ; 53 in Hastings 
 
 Hall of Harvard College; 65 in the Presbyterian Hospital in Philadelphia; and by the 
 
 War Department at many posts. 
 
 Over 2OO different styles of design and finish. 
 
 EDWIN A. JACKSON & BRO., 50 Beekman Street, New York. 
 
 Send for Illustrated Catalogue L. 
 
 The Bronson Water-Tube Boiler. 
 
 The annexed cut shows detached section of our j acket on Portable 
 Boiler furnished with either the steam or hot-water boiler. This jacket 
 is carefully lined with asbestos, and has ample air-space to prevent 
 radiation of heat in cellar. It is composed of two upright sections 
 which bolt together quickly, and can be as readily removed, without 
 interfering with piping, which point, in connection with its many soot 
 doors, makes it possible to have a clean boiler at all times, both with 
 the Steam or Water boiler. Remember, we have no thick plates in the 
 construction of our boiler to hinder the transmission of heat to the 
 water. Water-tubes admit of thin envelopes for the water next the 
 fire. Our new catalogue sent on application. 
 
 WESTON ENGINE CO. (SB.) 
 
 PAINTED POST, W. T. 
 
 New York Agent, H. J. Barren, 74 Cortlandt St. 
 
 ALSO BUILDERS OF 
 
 IE IST Q- 1 25T IE S 
 correct in design, workmanship, and price. 
 
 MODERN HOUSE HEATING AT LOW COST. 
 
 New Illustrated Manual of 100 pages now ready and mailed free. 
 Containing full information on modern Mtam and IlolWnirr 
 Hratlng:, Ventilation, etc., with valuable IOf|WttOBS -o those 
 building or Remode.ing their Heating Apparatus Sole manufac- 
 turers CIIDUAil DAII EDO Agent* in all principal 
 of the rUnHIAIl BUILtnOi towns and cities. 
 IT WILL PAY YOU TO INVESTIGATE. Address, 
 HERENDEEN MFG. CO.. 21 Oak Street. GENEVA. N. Y. 
 
 69
 
 There 
 
 are 
 
 Shoes 
 
 and 
 
 Send 
 ILLUSTRATED 
 CIRCULAR. 
 
 BrocKtonMassl 
 
 , DUX'7 S t M your Ft* wit* CHEAP SHOES 1 
 
 Commence where others leave qff\ 
 
 We suppose that any of the various sho 
 advertised are worth the price quoted, but w< 
 claim and have abundant testimonials in proof 
 that the shoes we make and advertise as th< 
 Burt & Packard " Korrect Shape" are in style 
 fit, workmanship, materials and wear, worth tfa 
 difference in price, though our lowest grade is < 
 higher quality than the best usually advertised 
 Employing the highest skilled labor, with ar 
 experience of 30 years in supplying the besi 
 trade of this country ; using only the best o 
 stock and genuine importation for all foreigr 
 goods, we believe we can please the most fas- 
 tidious from a dress shoe for evening wear 
 to our Cork Sole Snow-excluder. Our cir- 
 cular with our various styles may sho\\ 
 you just what you want for your next pair 
 
 All delivery charges are paid to places where our shoe: 
 are not sold, therefore accept no substitute. 
 
 DESKS, 
 
 Chairs, 
 Office Furniture. 
 
 SEND FOR CATALOGUE. 
 
 DERBY i KILMER DESK CO. 
 
 Salcsroom, 
 opp. Lowell Depot, 
 93 Causeway St., Boston. 
 
 tflOOO. 00 a rear Is belnjr marlebjr John R. 
 G<xxlwln.Troy.N.Y.,at work for us. Header, 
 you may nut make much, but we ran 
 teach you quickly how to earn from f & to 
 10 a day at the start, and more as yon go 
 on. Bulb sexes, all ages. In any part of 
 America, you can commence at home, glr- 
 ins; all your ihne.or spare momenta only to 
 the work. All i. new. Great |,ay BOBK for 
 erery worker. We start you, /urniihing 
 everything. EASILY, SPEEDILY learner). 
 rAltriCULAKS KKKK. Address at once. 
 hll.NMI.N A CO., I'OIITLAMJ, JU1.NK. 
 
 WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE 
 
 YOUR FUTURE 
 
 RKTKllKD. Written prediction 
 VJ rts. Give aex and date of blrttu 
 
 DHTTI Cn Klectriolty cures Catnrrh, Colds, etc. 
 DUI I LEU Ad. N. B. LITTLE & Co., Chicago, III. 
 
 FACIAL BLEMISHES 
 
 The largest KstablUbmrnt ID the World I 
 the treatment of Hair and Hcalp, KczemS, 
 Moles, Warts, fluperflous Hair. Birthmark!, 
 Moth, Freckles, Wrinkles, Red Nose, Bad 
 \>lns,01lT.Skln,Acne,Plmplcs, Blackhead*. 
 Barber's Itch, Sears, Putlogs, powder 
 Mark*. Bleaching, Facial !>' Lament eta. 
 Send 1O ets. for l*H.page book on 
 
 all kln lmperf.-ctlorn and th-lr treatment. 
 
 JOHN II. \V4IUIIItriiT. Uermmtolo. 
 
 136 Wwl 4d HI.. HKW YOBB CITT.ll.T. 
 a. I'*. Woodbor.T 1 . r-.I.IH*.p f or tke ,.|, 
 aU at all drufnl.u, or by saall, 60 cento. 
 
 WK MAKE THEM TO YOUR 
 MEASURE OF 
 
 All-Wool Goods only, and Fit To., too, 
 
 PANTS from $3.00 UP. 
 SUITS from $12.00 UP. 
 
 We have no Ready-made Stock. 
 
 ONLY MADE TO ORDER 
 
 Send for samples, tape-measure, and rules 
 for self-measurement. 
 
 DELAWARE WOOLLEN HILLS, 
 
 N. W. Corner Fourth and Market Streets, 
 
 PHILADELPHIA, PA. 
 Mention LIPPINCOTT'S when ordering. 
 
 P 
 
 A 
 N 
 
 T 
 S 
 
 - 100 ALL, DIFFERENT ii.HflJ 
 
 100 Assorted, 6c. 500, a5c. iimfiH 
 
 1000.43C. DosUree.Handford&Co. Lincoln Purk.Nj; 
 
 Dlnlofrnei, Tablennz, Speakers, for 
 Srbuol.CIub <fc 1'nrlor. Rest out . Cata- 
 logue tree. T. S. LiBNisoN.Chloago.lll. 
 
 PLAYS 
 
 HOLMAN SLIVER PADS 
 
 Cure Malaria* Indigestion, BUiout- 
 nttt, Sick- Headache, Wakefulness, 
 tic. Promote Appetite.Afrimilation 
 and Ambition . Pment Diphtheria, 
 8eaicknes,SmaUi>ox and all Fetert 
 Warranted as above stated. 
 or money refunded. Price $2.00. 
 Pamphlet sent free ; address 
 HOLMAN LIVER PAD CO. 
 p O. Box 21 1* i John St. New York . 
 
 70 
 
 TBADI-MABK.
 
 HOW TO USE IT: 
 
 The wrapper tells. 
 
 The recipes for Pudding, Soup, 
 Fritters, Gems, Oysters, and Breakfast 
 Cakes are delicious. 
 
 Try a can. 
 
 Write us if Grocer does not keep it. 
 
 Prepared only by the 
 
 FORESTV1LLE CANNING CO. 
 Cleveland, Ohio. 
 
 raR%%%% 
 
 BIARDOTS 
 
 French Soups. 
 
 ("Exquisite in flavor? MARION HARLAND.^ 
 
 For the Christmas Dinner. 
 
 Ready save warming. 
 Better than Home-made. 
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 YOUNG'S PURE MALT 
 
 WHISKKYS. 
 
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 Alexander Young Company, Limited, 
 
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 HOSTETTER'S ILLUSTRATED ALMANAC FOR 1891, 
 
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 to use 
 
 POZZONI'S 
 
 MEDICATED 
 
 COMPLEXION 
 
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 V5SANfRENCH9 
 MERY 
 
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 VIEWS ILLUSTRATING EVERY SUBJECT FOR 
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 WITH THE WITS. 
 
 A STARTLIKG CLIMAX. 
 VI. "Saved!" 
 
 POET. " Miss Fannie, why do you resent my verses on your complexion ?" 
 Miss Fannie. "Because I do not want it known that there is a composition 
 on rny face." 
 
 GRANT'S monument is like filling a newspaper department with paragraphic 
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 NICE OF Us. 
 
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 Though getting the reverse. 
 
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 EXTREME happiness is always brief: it can even be spelled with three letters, 
 -X, T, C. 
 
 As a specimen of what nature can do, the nutmeg is a great thing ; but the 
 contrivance that reduces it to powder is a grater. 
 
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 ESTABLISHED MARCH 18, 1889. 
 
 THE 'BOJ4 SIL1EJ4E" CIGARS 
 
 PERFECTLY CLEAN AND PURE and QUALITY ALWAYS MAINTAINED. 
 
 EIOIIT SIZES: 
 
 Infantas, 1-10 fj.00 
 
 Opera*. 1-10 4.50 
 
 four/iff K. 1.10 4.75 
 
 ferfeotos, 1-20 5.00 
 
 RfO'tUas, 1-20. |7.00 
 
 *.///"', 1 20 8.00 
 
 Faroritait.* l-4n 9.00 
 
 Imperials,** 1 40 10.00 
 
 * Bands; ** Foil and Bands; 1-10 means 100; 1-20 means 50; and 1-40 means 25 to 
 the box. 
 
 The Prices include delivery charges anywhere in the United States. 
 Terms strictly cash and no discount for quantity. 
 
 The "Bon. Stlene" Cigars trill not be found on sale in any store. There is no 
 margin for dealers' profits. I HKFER TO ANY MERCANTILE AGENCY. 
 
 SPECIAL. The "Combination Box," holding 100 cigars, covering all sizes of the 
 1 Bon Bilene," price, $6.50. has met with immense success. f 
 
 ISAAC i>. SAILER, 1416 Chestnut St., Philadelphia, Pa. 
 
 See page advertisement in Sfay nnnibtr of I;II*I*I\'COTT'8. 
 
 THE! 
 
 ELECTRO RADIANT MAGIC LANTERN. 
 
 THESE SPLENDID LANTERNS ARE MADE ON 
 AN ENTIRELY NEW PRINCIPLE 
 
 AND ARE SUPERIOR TO ANY LANTERN EVER OFFERED 
 AT THE PRICE. 
 
 If you wish to start in a business for yourself, on a very small capital, send to n* 
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 This Lantern will show as good a picture as the 
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 It ii made entirely of metal. Including smoke-stack it stands over 18 inches high 
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 AS A HOLIDAY PRESENT, it would be difficult 
 
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 Magic Lantern Outfit. For Pnrlor Entertainments hardly 
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 them and amuse, time and time again, yonng and 
 old friends, too. Through our improvements thou- 
 sands of homes may now be supplied with a Lantern 
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 for a year only, but for a lifetime. 
 
 FOR PUBLIC ENTERTAINMENTS 
 
 the possessor nf an Electro Radiant his something that will draw 
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 Price of World Electro Radiant Magic Lantern and Views, only 
 812.OO. Address 
 
 World Manurg Co., JB-flE 
 
 WHAT 
 CHEER 
 
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 Besides, "JUVEEN" rejuvenates the complexion.
 
 Charles Dickens's 
 
 Edition, 
 Complete. 
 
 MESSRS. J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY have made, in connection with the English 
 publishers of Charles Dickens, a New Edition of his works. It is printed from the 
 plates of the best Octavo Edition on smaller and thinner paper, making a large izmo, 
 not too large for easy reading. The type is the largest and clearest of all the editions 
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 (see certificate). 
 
 CONTENTS OF THIS SET. 
 
 | 
 
 OUR MUTUAL FRIEND. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations. 
 SKETCHES BY "BOZ." With 40 Illustrations by GEORGE CRUIKSHANK. 
 PICKWICK PAPERS. Two volumes. With 42 Illustrations by "Pniz." 
 OLIVER TWIST. With 24 Illustrations by CRUIKSHANK. 
 NICHOLAS NICKLEBY. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by "PHIZ." 
 OLD CURIOSITY SHOP AND REPRINTED PIECES. Two volumes. With 
 
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 BARNABY RUDGE AND HARD TIMES. Two volumes. With 36 Illustrations 
 
 by CATTERMOLE, etc. 
 
 MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by " PHIZ." 
 AMERICAN NOTES AND PICTURES FROM ITALY. One volume. With 8 
 
 Illustrations. 
 
 DOMBEY & SON. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by " PHIZ." 
 DAVID COPPERFIELD. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by " PHIZ." 
 BLEAK HOUSE. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by " PHIZ." 
 LITTLE DORRIT. Two volumes. With 40 Illustrations by "PHiz." 
 A TALE OF TWO CITIES. With 16 Illustrations by "PHiz." 
 UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER. With 8 Illustrations by MARCUS STONE. 
 GREAT EXPECTATIONS. With 8 Illustrations by MARCUS STONE. 
 CHRISTMAS BOOKS. With 5 Illustrations by LANDSEER, MACLISE, and STAN- 
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 EDWIN DROOD. One volume. With 12 Illustrations. 
 CHRISTMAS STORIES. One volume. With 16 Illustrations. 
 CHILD'S HISTORY OF ENGLAND. One volume. With 8 Illustrations. 
 
 Sold only in Complete Sets. 30 volumes, cloth, $45.00; 
 three-quarters calf or morocco, $100.00. 
 
 (CERTIFICATE.) 
 
 'Telephone No. 2711. 
 
 Address for Telegrams, 'PICKWICK, LONDON.' 
 
 CHAPMAN & HALL, LIMITED. 11 HENRIETTA STRF.F.T, COVENT GARDEN, 
 
 (Late of 193 Piccadilly.) W.C. 
 ' .MESSRS. J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY : May 30, 1890. 
 
 " GENTLEMEN, This is to certify that the illustrations supplied by us for the ' Tavistock 
 Edition' of Charles Dickens's Works are all printed from the original steel plates. 
 
 "Yours faithfully, CHAPMAN & HALL, Ld., 
 
 "FRED CHAPMAN." 
 
 Thit is the best Edition of Dickens's Works ever offered at a Popular Price. 
 
 Xe k x 8 peS; T. B. Lippiiicott Company. 
 
 by the Publishers, on receipt of f 
 
 price. 715 and 7x7 Market St., Philadelphia. 
 
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