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M “IN THE M93195 ALARMS.” ROBT. BARR, IN “ LIPPINCOTT’S MAGAZINE.” CHAPTER VII. Before night three more telegraph boys found Yates and three more telegrams in sections helped to carpet the floor of the forest. The usually high spirits of the newspaper-man went down and down under the repeated visitations. At last he did not even swear, which, in the case of Yates, always indicated extreme depressio’n. As night drew on, he feebly remarked to the professor that he was more tired than he had ever been in going through an election campaign. He went to his tent-bunk early, in a state of such utter dejection that Ren- mark felt sorr y for him and tried ineffectu- ally to cheer him up. “ If they would all comg together,” said Yates,bitterly, “so that one comprehensive efi'ort of malediction would include the lot and have it over, it wouldn’t be so bad; but this constant dribbling in of messengers would wear out the patience of a saint.” As he sat in his shirt-sleeves on the edge of his bunk,Renmark said that things would look brighter in the morning,â€"-which was a safe remark to make, for the night was dark. Yates sat silently with his head in his hands for some moments. At last he said, slowly. “ There is no one so obtuse as the thoroughly good man. It is not the mes- senger I am afraid of, after all. He is but the outward symptom of the inward trouble. What you are seeing is an example of the workings of conscience, where you thought conscience was absent. The trouble with me is that I know the newspaper depends on me, and that it will be the first time I have failed. It is the newspaper-man’s instinct to be in the centre of the fray. He yearns to scoop the opposition press. I will get a night’s sleep if I can, and to- morrow I know I shall capitulate. I will hunt out General O’Neill and interview him on the field of slaughter. I will tele- graph columns. I will refurbish my mili- tary vocabulary, and speak of deploying and massing and throwing out advance guards, and that sort of thing. I will move columns and advance brigades and invent strategy. We will have desperate fighting in the columns of the Argus, what- ever there is on the fields of Canada. But to a man who has seen real war this opera- boufl'e masquerade of fightingâ€"I don’t want to say anything harsh, but to me it is offensive.” He looked up with a wan smile at his partner sitting on the bottom of an upturn- ed pail as he said this. Then he reached for his hip-pocket and drew out a revolver, which he handed butt-end forward to the professor, who, not knowing his friend car- ried such an instrument, instinctively shrank from it. “ Here, Renny, take this weapon of de- vastation and soak it with the potatoes. If another messenger comes in on me to-night I know I shall riddle him if I have this handy. My better judgment tells me he is innocent, and I don’t want to shed the only blood that will be spilled during that awful campaign.” How long they had been asleep they did not know, as the ghost stories have it, but both were suddenly awaked by a commotion outside. It was intensely dark inside the tent, but as the two sat up they noticed a faint moving blur of light which made itself just visible through the canvas. “ It’s another of those fiendish messen- gers,” whispered Yates. “ Gimme that re- volver.” “Hush 2” said the other below his breath. “ There’s about a dozen men out there, he was greatly impressed with. the impor- tance and danger of his peeition. . glanced about him with a smile, all his re- Yates here. ” i . 3gp}, be daylight. , t.‘ Untie them,” said the captain with a sign. Yates shook himself when his arms regain- ed their freedom. “NOW: Tim,” he said, “run into that tent and bring out my coat. It’s chilly Hustle, and let us be Tim did instantly as requested, and help" cent dejection gone, now that he was in the ed Yates on with the coat. midst of a row. ‘ . . ‘Good b°y 1” said Yates. “You’ve ev1- “Which is Murphy,” he said, “and|dently been Porter in a hotel.” Tim grin- which is Doolin '3 cried, as his eyes rested on one tall, strap- Hello, alderman,” he ned. “I think.” said Yates, meditatively, ping, red-haired man who held his bayonet “that if you look under the right-hand ready to charge,with a fierce determination bunk, Tim, you will find a. jug. It belongs in his face that might have made an op- F0 the PFOfeSSOP, although he has hidden ponent quail. “ When did you leave New 11‘: under my bed to divert suspicion from York? and who’s running the city, now hImSEIf- Just fish it out and bring it here. that you’re gone ‘2” The men had evidently a sense of humor, enough to go round, if the business, for not take more than his share.” in spite of their blood-thirsty a. smile flickered on their faces in the lan- It is not as full as it was, but there’s professor does The gallant troop smacked their lips in tern-light, and several bayonets were un- anticipation, {1nd Renmark looked astonish- consciously lowered. But the hard face of ed to see the Jug brought forth. “You first, the commander did not relax. professor.” said Yates ; and Tim innocently “You are doing yourself no good by your offered him the jug. The learned man shook talk,” he said, solemnly, “What you say his head. Yates laughed, and took it him- will be used against you.” “Yes, and what you do will be used self. “ Well, here’s to ” you boys, he said. against you ; and don’t forget that fact. and may you all get back as safely to New It’s you who are in danger, -â€"not me. You York as Iwill.” The jug passed down are at this momenfi making about the big. along the line until Tim finished it'- gest ass of yourself there is in Canada.” “ Ne w, then for the camp of the Fenian “Pinion these men,” cried the captain, army,” cried Yates, taking Renmark’sarm; grufily. “Pinion nothing!” shouted Yates,shaking off the gras of a man who had sprung to his side. ut both Yates and Reumark were speedily overpowered 3 and then an unseen difficulty presented itself. Murphy pathetically remarked that they had no rope. .The captain was a man of resource. “Cut enough rope from the tent to tie them.” “ And when you’re at it, Murphy,” said Yates, “cut off enough more to hang your- self with. You’ll need it before long. And remember that any damage you do to that tent you’ll have to pay for. I’ts hired." i Yates gave them all the trouble he could while they tied his elbows and wrists to- gether, offering sardonic suggestions and cursing their clumsiness. Renmark sub- mitted quietly. When the operation was finished, the professor said, with the calm confidence of one who has an empire behind “ him and knows it,â€" “I warn you, sir, that this outrage is )committed on British soil, and that I, on ‘whom it is committed. am a British sub- ject. ” “ Heavens and :earth, Renmark, if you find it impossible to keep your mouth shut, do not use the word ‘subject,’ but ‘ cit- izen.’ ” “ I am satisfied with the word, and with the protection given to those who use it.” “ Look here, chmark, you had better let me do the talking. You will only put your feet in it. I know the kind of men I have to deal with ; you evidently don’t.” In tying the professor they came upon the pistol in his coat-pocket. Murphy held it up to the light.” “ I thought you said you were unarmed ‘2” remarked the captain, severely, taking the revolver in his hand. “ I was unarmed. The revolver is mine, but the professor would not let me use it. If he had, all of you would be running for dear life through the woods.” “ You admit that you are a British sub- ject ‘2” said the captain to Renmark, ignor- ling Yates. . a “‘ He doesn’t admit it, he brags of it," said the latter, before Renmark could .speak. “ You can’t scare him : so quit this fooling, and let us know how long we are to stand here trussed up like this.” “ I propose, captain,” said the red-head- judging by the footfalls. I heard them com- l ed man, “ that we shoot these men where ‘ ,3 ing. they stand, and report to the general. They “Let’s fire into the tent and be done with are spies. They are armed, and they denied it,” said a voice outside. It makes too much noise,and there must be fixed ‘2” Vt There was a murmur apparently in the sewers, I imagine. __ ffirrr ative. i; “Very well then,Murphy and O’Rourick, \\ me round to this side. You three stay ,, where you are. Tim, you go to that end; ’ " and, Doolin, come with me.” The Fenian army, by all the gods !” whispered Yates, groping for his clothes. i “Ronny, give me that revolx er, and I’ll l show you more fun than a funeral.” “No, no. They’re at least three to our one. We’re in a trap here, and helpless.” “Oh,just let me jump out am ’em and Ioegin the fireworks. Those I didn’t shoot would die of fright. Imagine scouts scour- ing the woods with a lantern !â€"with a lan- tern, Renny ! Think of that ! Oh, this is pie ! Let me at ’em.” Hush ! Keep quiet ! They’ll hear you.” “Tim, bring the lantern roundto this side.” The blur of light moved along the canvas. “There’s a man with his back against the wall of thetent. Just touch him up with yer bayonet, Murphy, and let him know we’re here.” “There may be twenty in the tent,” said Murphy, cautiously. “Do what I tell you,” answered the man in command. Murphy progged his bayonet through the canvas, and sunk the deadly point of the instrument into the bag of potatoes. “Faith, he' sleeps sound,” said Murphv, with a tremor of fear in his voice, as there gas no demonstration on the part of the ag. The voice of Yates rang out from the interior of the tent: “What the old Harry do you fellows think you’r doing, anyhow? What’s the matter with you? What do you want?” There was a moment‘s silence, broken only by a nervous scufiling of feet and the click- ing of gun-locks. “ How many are there of you in there?” said the stern voice of the chief. “Two, if you want to know, both un- armed, and one ready to fight the lot of you if you are anxious for a scrimmage.” “ Come out one by one,” was the next command. “ We’ll come out one by one,” said Yates, emerging in his shirt-sleeves, “but you can’t expect us to keep it up long, as there are only two of us.” The professor next appeared, with his coat on. The situation certainly did not look inviting. The lantern on the ground threw up a pallid glow on the severe face of the commander, as the footllghts might illuminate the figure of a brig"md 0” the stage. The face of the oficer showed that ,,,,,,,, it. It’s according to the rules of war, cap- . ' ’3 “ No, no,” cried another ; no man shoot. tain. “ Rules of war ! What do you know of others about. Have ye all got yer bayonets ‘ the rules 0f war, you red-headed Senegam- bian? Rules of Hoyle? Your line is digging Come, captain, undo these ropes and make up your mind quick- ly. Trot us along to General O’Neill just! as fast as you can. The sooner you get us there the more time you will have for being sorry over what you have done.” But the captain still hesitated, and look- ed from one to the other of his men, as if to make up his mind whether they would obey him if he went to extremities. Yates’s quick eye noted that the two prisoners had nothing to hope for, even from the men who smiled. The shooting of two unarmed and bound men seemed to them about the correct way of be innin a for freedom. ,2 3 great struggle “ Well,” said the captain at length, “we must do it in proper form, so I suppose we should have a court-martial. Are you agreed ‘2” They were unaminously agreed. ‘ “ Look .here,” cried Yates, and there was a certain impressiveness in his voice in spite pf his f<f>rmer levity, “ this farce has gone just as or as it is oin . Go ' 'd the tent there, and in in; coEt-pocketmsyo: wrll finds telegram, the first of a. dozen or pwo rlpceived '13, me within the last twenty- our ours. men on will propose to shoot.” y see whom you The telegram was found ' read it while Tim ’and the captefi: looked from under his knitted brows at the newspaper-man. “Then you are one of the Argus stag.” “I am chief of the Argus staff. As you see, five of my men will be with General Oll‘ieill 1téo-hmorrowi1 {The first question they wx as im wi e ‘ ‘ 9’ 'ILhe next thing that Where ls Yates . t at you will be hanged for oiir stu idit - by Canada nor by theyState elf Ne};i York, but by your own general, who will curse your memory ever after. You are fooling,_not Witha subject this time, but With a citizen, and your general is not s‘uch an idiot as to monkey with the United States government and. what is a blamed sight worse, h the American press. Come, captain, we’ve had enough of this. Cut these cords just as quickly as you can, and take us to the generaL We were gomg to see him in the morning anyhow.” “But this man says he is a Canadian.” “‘Ihat’s all right. My friend is me. If you touch him you touch me. Now hurry up. Climb down from your perch. I Shall have enough of trouble now, getting the general to forgive all the blunders you have made to night, without your adding insult to injur . Tell your men to untie us and throw t e ropes back into the tent. It will and they began their march through the woods. “Great Caesar Stilly,” he continued to his friend , ”this is rest and quiet with a ven- geance, isn’t it ‘2” -â€".__.__ CHAPTER VIII. The company, feeling that they had to put their best foot foremost in the presence of their prisoners, tried at first to main- tain something like military order in marching through the woods. They soon found, however, that this was a difficult thing to do. Canadian forests are not as trimly kept as English parks. Tim walked on ahead with the lantern, but three times he tumbled over some obstruction and dis- appeared suddenly from view, uttering maledictions. His final effort in this line was a triumph. He fell over the lantern and smashed it. When all attempts at reconstruction failed, the party tramped on in go-as-you-please fashion, and found they did better without the light than with it. In fact, although it was not yet four o’clock, day break was already filtering through the trees, and the woods were pcrceptibly lighter. “We must be getting near the camp,” said the captain. “Will I shout, sir?” asked Murphy. “No, no. We can’t miss it. Keep on as you are doing.” They were nearer the camp than they suspected. As they blundered on among the cracking underbrush and dry twigs, the sharp report of a rifle echoed through the forest, and a bullet whistled above their heads. “ hat the divil are you foiring at, Mike Lynch?” cried the alderman, who recogniz- ed the shooter now rapidly falling back. “Oh, it’s you, is it ‘2” said the sentry, stopping in his flight. The captain strode angrily towards him. “ What do you mean by firing like that? Don’t you know enough to ask for the countersign before shooting ‘2" “ Sure I forgot about it, captain, entire- ly. But then, ye see, I never can hit any- thing :_ so it’s little difference it makes.” ‘ The shot had roused the camp, and there was now wild commotion, everybody think- ing the Canadians were upon them. A strange sight met the eyes of Yates and Remnark. Both were astonished to see the number of men that O’Neill had under his command. They were a motley crowd. Some tat- tered United States uniforms were among them, but the greater number were dressed as ordinary individuals, although a few had trimmings of green braid on their clothes. Sleeping out for a couple of nights had given the crowd the unkempt appear- ance of a. great company of tramps. The officers were undistinguishable from the men at first, but afterwards Yates noticed that they, mostly in plain clothes and slouch hats, had sword-belts buckled around them and one or two had swords that had evidently seen service in the United States cavalry. “It’s all right, boys,” cried the captain to the excited mob. “It was only that fool Lynch who fired at us. There’s noâ€" body hurt. Where’s the general?” “Here he comes,” said half a dozen voices at once, and the crowd made way for him. General O’Neill was dressed in ordinary citizen’s costume, and did not have even a sword-belt. On his head of light hair was a black soft felt hat, His face was pale and covered with freckles. He looked more like a clerk from a store than like the commander of an army. He was evidently somewhere between thirty-five and forty years of age. “ Oh, it’s you, is it ‘2” he said. are you back? Any news?” The captain saluted, military fashion, and replied.â€" “ We took two prisoners, sir. They were encamped in a tent in the woods. One of them says he is an American citizen and says he knows you, so 1 brought them in ” C‘Why “ I wish you had brought in the'tent too,” said the general, with a wan smile. “It. would be an improvement on sleeping in the open air. Are these the priscners? I don’t know either of these men.” “The captain makes a mistake in saying that I claimed a personal acquaintance with you, general. What I said was that you would recognize somewhat quicker than he . g did who I was, and the desirability of treat. ing me with reasonable decency.â€"Just show the general that telegram you took from my coat-pocket, captain.” The paper was produced, and O’Neill read it over once or tw1ce. “ You are on the New York Argus, then ‘2” “ Very much so, general.” “1 hope you have not been roughly used?” _ “ Oh, no ; merely tied up in a hard knot apd, threatened with Shootingâ€"that’s a l. ’ ~ “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Still, you must make some allowance at a time like this. If you will come with me I will. write you a pass which will prevent any similar mistake happening in the future.” The general led the way to a smouldering l EPITOME or THE WEEK. camp-fire, where, out of a valise he took writing-materials, and using the valise as a desk, began to write. After he had Writ- ten “ Headquarters of the Grand Army of the Irish Republic,” he looked up and asked A British Match Consumers’ League has I been form ' , . Walkingsticks for ladies are becoming r . when not to. Yates his first name. . . inquired the name of his friend. “I want nothing from you,” interposed Renmark. “Don’t put my name on the paper.” _ “Oh, that’s all right,” card Yates. “Never mind him, imagines himself a British subject.” The Fenian general looked up at the pro- fessor. . “A re you a Canadian?” he asked. “Certainly I am. ” “Well, in that case, if I let you leave give me your word that should you fall in with the enemy you will give no information to them of our posrtion, numbers, or of anything else you may have camp, you must seen while with us.” “I shall not give my word. On the con- trary, if I should fall in with the Canadian troops I will tell them where you are, that you are from eight hundred to one thousand strong, and the worst-looking set of vaga- bonds I have ever seen out of jail.” General O’Neill frowned and looked from one to the other. “ Do you realize that you confess to being a Spy, and that it becomes my duty to have you taken out and shot ‘3” “In real war, yes. tWenty-four hours.” “Well, by the gods, it won’t help you I’ll have you shot inside of ten min- any. . utes, instead of twenty-four hours." “ Hold on, ed the two. “ I admit that he richly which you are not. But it won’t do. professor. touch him. nor are you. da with.” The general smiled in spite of himself, and resumed [the writing of the pass. “ There,” he said, handing the paper to “ You see we always like to oblige I will risk your belligerent friend, and I hope you will exercise more control over him, if you meet the Cana- you were able to exert here. Don’t you think, on the whole, you had . . . ' better stay with us? We are going to Mexwan dog nameu Richl. Yates. the press. dians, than Being answered, be general. *He’s a learned man who doesn’t know when .to talk and As you march up.to our tent general, you will see an empty Jug, .which will explain everything. Renmark’s drunk, not to put too fine a point upon it, and he But this is mere idiotic fooling. All of you that don’t es- cape will be either in jail or shot before gencral, hold on,” cried Yates, as the angry man rose and confrogt- e. serves shooting if you were the fool-killeri will be responsibble for him. Just finish that pass for me, and I will take care of the Shoot me if you like, but don’t He hasn’t any sense, as you can see, but I am not to blame for that, If you take to shooting everybody who is an ass, general, you won’t have any ammunition left to conquer Cana- fashiongble. 833 rupee“ a month. in the schools of Germany. bygone-FY consumption vicIfzfma in London (Eng) last week. that our soldiers are becoming shorter. 1,; est holly tree in Great Britain is sail‘ih; beget Clochfaen, Llanidloes. his first drawing, a sketch of a dog. Patti gets £800. for. singing in London, an (1 £500 for singing in the provinces. baritone, is now studying for the Bar. women are the most frivolous he has ever met. Mr. Tom Mann thinks that the textile wages in Yorkshire are a disgrace to Eng. and. . In the United States it is a law that all phonograph” in public use shall be disinfect- ed. Agaperabundance of iron in the blood is the theory put forward to account for red hair. Mr. Cecil Rhodes, Premier of Cape Colony, thinks the Matabele trouble will soon be over. ' In the neighbourhood of Isterburg, in Germany, wolves have appeared in large numbers- Itissaid that a performance of Utopia is to be given before the Queen in the course of the season. A Boston statistician finds that nearly twice as many women as men live to be over 80 years of age. Amovement is on foot in Russia to es- tablish by law a compulsory insurance against the failure of the crops. The survivors of the famous Balaclava charge are dwinding away, but there are still taro in Newcastle. Astation official says that 59 men come toask for articles left in railway carriages for every woman who does so. The Bank of England note is not of the same thickness all through. Counterfeit notes are invariably of one thickness. Messrs. Spiers Pond intend to start a restaurant in P0 ms, for the supply of grilled steaks, chops, and English dishes. Mdme. Patti’s favorite pet is a small He is provided march in a couple of hours, when the men With 8» complete wardrobe, including nights have had a little rest.” He added in alower gown. voice, so that the professor could not hear, “ You didn’t see anything of the Cana- dians. I suppose ‘2” The Empress of Austria spends nearly half the day in having her hair cared for. During this time she is read to, and smokes “Nota sign. No, I don’t think I’ll incessantly. stay. There will be five ofour fellows here some time to-day, I expect, and that will be more than enough. I’m really here on a vacation. Been ordered rest and quiet. I’m beginning to think I have made a mis- take iri location.” Yates bade Canton, says one who visited it recent- ly, is chiefly notable for its foul smells, cooked dogs, and rat’s flesh everywhere ex- posed for sale. All persons in the service of the late Lord good-by to the command- Derby had distributed between them on er, and walked with his friend out of the \Vednesday a sum of £16,000, bequeathed camp. They threaded their way among in his Will. sleeping men and groups of stacked guns. On the top of one of the bayonets was hung of a tall silk hat, which looked most incon ous in such a place. “ I think,” said Yates, “that we will make for the Ridge Road, which must lie somewhere in this direction. It will be easier walking than through the woods; and besides, I want to stop at one of the farm-houses and get some breakfast. I’m as hungry as a. bear after tramping so long.” “ Very shortly. They stumbled along until they reached the edge of the wood, then, crossing some open fields, presently came upon the road near the spot where the fist-fight hadtaken place between Yates and Bartlett. The two, new with greater comfort, walked silently along the road towards the west, with the reddening east behind them. The whole scene was strangely quiet and peace- ful, and the recollection of the weird camp they had left in the woods seemedmerely a bad dream. The morning air was meet and the birds were beginning to sing,- Yates had intended to give the professor a piece of his mind regarding the lack of tact and common sense displayed by Ren- mark in the camp, but somehow the scarcely-awakened day did not lend itself to controversy, and the serene “illness soothed his spirit. He began to Whistle softly that popular war-song. “ Tramp tramp, tramp, the boys are marching," and then broke in with the question,_ u Say Benny, did you notice uh“ Plug- hat on the bayonet ‘2” “ Yes, answered the professor ; “and I saw five others scattered around themm 9: “ J ingo 1 you were observant, I gain imagine nothing quite so ridiculous as a man going to war in a tall silk hat,” The professor made no reply, “3 Yates ghanged his whistling to “ Rally round the 3g. N well,” answered the professor ('10 BE CONTINUED.) Meaning of Colours. White is the colour of light, purity in- nocence, faith, joy, and life. Black m’eans mourning, wickedness, and death, ‘Red signifies fire, divine love, and wisdom Blue stands for heaven, truth from a eelestial origin, constancy, and fidelity. Yellow or old is the symbol of the sun, of mama e and faithfulness ; in a bad sense yellow sgi : nifies inconstancy, jealouSy, and deceié Green, the emerald, is the colonr 0ft rin . hope, particularly of the hope of imuib rt 3’ ity and of victory, as the colour of the laurel and palm. Violet signifies We and truth, or passion and suffering. Purple and scarlet signify things good and true from a. celestial origin. «ma-«a: D (No Rear Cars Wanted. Patâ€"“Now, Bridget, dear, an’ loite don’t ‘oe goin’ an’ sittin’ of ygfor Y9? th’ rear car of th’ thrain on yer w ronto. Ach ! it’s thim as allers g ”y t0 TO' etc t’ smithereens.” , 0' Imashed Bridgetâ€"“ An i won’t, ind whoy is it, Pat, the railrhOdes nigh; 1:11:13 since t’ be afther leavin’ th’ “are,“ e; th’ thrains for th’ safety of their when“: W - Prince Arthur, the little ten-year-cld son the Duke of Connaught. has been taking grn- swimming lessons in the open sea at South- sea. A lady correspondent says the colours in which the Duchess of Yor ' looks best are a rather warm, bright pink and forget-me-not blue. An acute American observer writes that it is difficult in England to come across a Gladstonian among the upper and upper middle classes. The Board Schools of London appeal for any used lawn tennis balls that players may have to spare. The halls are very useful in the playgrounds. Rosa Bonheur, the well-known artist-,has several pretty pet dogs, but her chief is- vourite is her monkey, which is allowed to run about at will. The Duke. of Devonshire has given a site valued at £6,000 for a new church at East- bourne, and has also subscribed £5,000 to- wards the same object. The Princess of \Vales numbers among her many virtues the crowning one of being what is known in unaristocratic circles as “a good band ” with babies. A movement has been inaugurated at Scranton, Pa., to send a'choir of 16’) Welsh- Americans to Wales next year, to represent the United States at the National Eistedd- fod there. It is rumoured that in America have been found the corrected proof-shee ts of Boswell’s Johnson, containing the passages which Boswell suppressed on the representations of his friend. “ Old Bennie,” the oldest horse in the service of a United States Fire Brigade, has now been pensioned off after 14 years’ work, during which time it has attended several thousand fires. The latest idea promulgated by General Booth is the distribution of “Grace-before- meat” boxes, the proceeds of all the boxes going to increase the income of the “ dark- est England” scheme. The King of Siam has exactly 500 wives: many 0f Whom have, however, to act in a strictly domestic capacity, no less than four, for instance, being employed in taking care of his Majesty’s boots, Staff-CommanderThomzis Hawkins-Smith. who did not go down with the Victoria, 1185 been appointed to the Ramillies. He is the first of the officers of the Victoria to receive a new appointment. __ _ I" " __ ith an Eye to Business- Henry Irving tells a story of the “ boots' at a country hotel where he was staymg asking to be paid for going to the the???” Irving, struck with the fellow’s Civility, gave him an order for the play. ” _ “ Come and see the piece, Tom: said Ir- vmg. “ At the theatre ‘3” , “ Yes,” said Irving, “ here Is an o. for you.” T ‘ The next day Irving said : , “ ll 611, 1011:, did you like the play ‘3” _ . “ Oh, yes." said the “ boots ”in a dubious kind of way, “ but who is to pay me i“ my time 2” The ”lax-y of the Viceroy of India h f. ,- There are over 30.000 stuttering children claimed 144 ‘ TheBfi’iSh War Oflice authorities say Ma'- W.P. 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