= NK 378.01 )00.00 300.00 x 240.56 81.73 00.00 00.00 34.52 00.00 55.21 89.73 mmm Ul JIS Sho bbb bbbbbdbbbibibbbbdd Ther RT IT rTP eo Private Wilson, U.S. A. How a Roisterer Made Good When Given a Chance. By EDGAR ALLEN FORBES Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co. ae. .8.8.8.00 0.000000 0080080008080 TT TTTTITTTTITPTTTTTTTTTY TY 90 2'e 00 0.00 6b e 00a nee oe. oe eB BR RR RR RR RPE RTP TRY 2.0.0 9 00 SWE oo LJ [7 2.8 2 0 . Tee wv Scene, Fort McKinley, on the Pasig river just above Manila; post No 8, on the river road. ‘Private Sam Simpson, late of Keokuk county, Ia.. on the job. : Time, somewhere between midnight and 2a. m. Sentinel Simpson, tall and lank, paces his lonejy post thoughtfully. Suddenly the voice of one singing is wafted on the breeze. “That's Slug Wilson's voice, and he's as full as a tick!” mused Simpson. a surmise correct in both par- ticulars. Slug was originally from Frisco, where he once drew thundering ap- plause, but a meager salary, as the versatile comedian of a stock company. As the applause and the wages subsid- ed he drifted into the picturesque Bar- pary coast. playing all night music halls in summer and loafing the rest of the year. As he approached nearer and nearer to the ragged edge the alluring litera- ture of the recruiting officer caught his eye. They were filling out the ranks of the Thirricth infantry at the Presi- dio under orders for the Philippines, and Wilson decided that he would look well among those present. ' After a few months in Manila he transferred to the Philippine scouts to break the monotony. He broke it rap. idly and in a short time had risen to “pnoncom” rank. Then the lure of the white lights came back, and he trans- ferred again to the Thirtieth. Slug was now returning’to Fort Mec- Kinley five hours late. Instead of be ing depressed by that stern military fact Wilson caroled blithely on the still night air.’ The chanson was rude- ly interrupted by the Sharp voice of ‘Simpson. “Halt!” it said, omitting the rest of the formula as superfluous. Private Wilson halted and came to attention. Then he solemnly saluted the sentry on pest No. 3. ‘Then he gave him the left band salute. “Ah,” said Wilson, * 'tis a brave sol dier lad! How handsome he looks in his suit of blue! How 1 regret that 1 have but one life to give for my coun- try!” This being ‘the sentry’s first experi- ence ‘with Slug in an official capacity, he assumed that the delinquent was under arrest. ‘As a matter of routine he turned in the call: “Corporal ofthe guard. post No. 8" Now, Privaté Simpson was ‘not stand: ing with bis rifle at “charge bayonets.” b . BIMPSON GAVE THE DRUNKEN MAN A SHOVE THAT DEFLECTED THE WEAPON. like the sentries on the stage. His gun was at “port’—across his body, with the muzzle over the left shoulder. Slug bent his knee and planted his right foot in Simpson's. stomach. The sentry went double and careened back- ward, dropping his gun. Wilson ‘seized the rifle, rolled the gasping sentinel on his face and sat down on his shoulder blades. The corporal of the guard came along at a brisk walk, peering through the darkness for the man on post No. 3. “Halt!” calleg Slug. . The corporal halted and dropped bis gun to attention mechanically. “About face! commanded the voice in the darkness. “What the deuce’ - the corporal was about to inquire when Slug rose un- steadily to his feet. “Ha' Another of the invaders!” he exclaimed dramatically. “Through him goes the lgorrote Sp year, the spear that | knows no brother And he hurled the | sentinel's rifle, bayonet to the front, i as though it were a spear. Simp saw the movement in time to give the drunken man a shove that sent the weapon wide of its mark. Then the two guards clin ned with Wilson. but the issue huug in the bai- ance. “The guard! No. 3—double time! called the corporal ‘in the direction of post No. 2. When the detail came the exhausted “sentries were hanging grimly to their man. Slug was forced to his feet, his elbows drawn back so that a rifle bar- rel could be thrust through the trian- gles, and told ‘to march. . “It is only Wilson on a tear,” the corporal reported to the officer of the guard. “Put him away, then,” commanded the lieutenant. ’ Slug saluted the officer with much ceremony and would fain have had further speech with him, but the cor- poral hustled him inside, where the men of the next relief were catching little naps. The corporal threw a blanket into the corner and invited Wilson to get busy and use it. And the corporal went out. Next morning with the toe of his reg- ulation shoe the corporal of the guard prods Wilson roughly and bids the brave dreamer awake. Slug rubs his swollen eyelids and rolls his tongue around in his dry mouth. “What am I in for?’ he asked. “Don’t you remember?’ asked the corporal sternly. ‘Not a thing this side of the Es: coita.” “Well, you're in bad. -You came back loaded, assaulted the sentry, tried to throw a bayonet through the corporal of the third relief and raised hob gen erally.” : Slug settled back in deep thought That meant court martial and dishon orable discharge, to say the least. In the corner stood a rifle with a car tridge belt bung across it. Slug’s eye took it all in. With the muzzle under his chip and his toe against the trigger the court martial would be quite superfluous. That seemed the most cheerful way out of it. / He threw open the mechanism, in- serted a load and sat down on the floor, meaning business. But—what about the old lady? How would she live when his pay stopped? For there would be no pen- sion. He was trying to figure this out when the owner of the gun suddenly returned for it. Slug mechanically handed it over and then happened to think again. “Hold on a minute!” he called. “Now what?” demanded the guard “Wilson took the rifle, gave the mech- anism a wrench and took out the load. Then he handed it back to the aston- ished soldier. *How in thunder did that load get in there?" . “Fell down the barrel, 1 suppose.” said Wilson carelessly. The guard gave him another look and went out to warn the corporal to keep an eye on Wilson and not leave any rifles lying around. Just then Slug appeared in the’ doorway and asked to be sent under guard to his captain’s quarters. The captain gave him a stern recep- tion. : “What do you want here?’ he de- manded. “I’m.not.asking for myself, captain,” and Wilson ‘met the forbidding frown squarely. “I'm in bad, and it's my own fault. ‘As far as I am concerned, I was just about to blow my od Bead oft.” “Why didn’t you?” asked the “cap- | tain sarcastically. “I happened to think about, the old lady. It’s my pay that keeps her £o- "<1 thought the whisky shops were: kept going with your pay.” answered the officer shortly. “The postofiice knows where most of my pay goes every month. The drinks come free, and that’s ‘why 1 get over- loaded.” * “You ought to know better.” “1 do, but you know what a place Manila is, captain.” “It isn’t very lively, but that doesn’t help matters. You'll have to face the music, Wilson.” “Facing the music is all right for me, but I want to keep the old lady from having to face it.” “What do you want me to do?” ask- ed the officer shortly. “1 want you to head off this court martial and have me transferred back to the constabulary,” said Wilson boldly. “Why ‘should 1 do that?” “Begause every man in this company knows you've got a heart in you,” and the defendant’s voice had the ring in it. “Listen, captain! You know that before I came back to this town my record was as straight as a string.” “Don’t blame it on the town.” . +I don’t mean it that way. I mean that I am all right as a soldier except when I'm drunk, and that don’t hap- pen anywhere else.” «Pll admit that you had a good rec- ord in the constabulary.’ The officer now began to pace the room in deep thought. : “Yes, and I'll make a better one if you'll send me back. It’s the ome chance T've got, captain. If you turn me down it's going to be bad for the old lady!" «1’1] think it over, Wilson.” interview closed. When Slug had returned to the guardhouse’ the captain called one of his men and sent him to the postoffice with a memorandum. The answer said that Private Wilson had been sending And the | money orders with unvarying regular- James Wilson ef San ity to a Mrs. Francisco “111 ask the colonel to give hi * gai the capte vin i ‘ a the constabulary spent | ‘three joyful months chasing all over the map of Luzon on the trail of con- 1 i uous disturbers of j be public peace. He d: veloped a pos: ve mania for run- “ping down esters. ebharaciers, and no Li: a in he Servioe lip icd co many The seciat was <unpi. Wilson's merrymaki..g profession made friends for him in dozens of Filipino villages, and now and then one of them whis- pered something into his ear at night that sent him on the trail the next day. And it was this record that made him Corporal Wilson and sent nim to join Lieutenant Kelly in the Lake Lanuao district, where a lawless band had ter- rorized the whole country. And it was to Slug, not to Kelly, that the whisper came. The Moro guerillas were in a certain stockaded village at the top of a precipitous hill. Within less than an hour, guided by a native, ~ Kelly was on the way with his small force. Before the first glimmer of dawn they were” at the foot of the hill, and the lieutenant sized Tit up doubtfully. He felt reluctant to call for the sacri- fice that would come from a direct charge up that steep slope. Then Wilson ran his band down in his trousers pocket and pulled out a tin rE } — —_ = — — ey rn TT =o a lo A PA lo one d WILSON HANDED THE RIFLE BACE TO THE ASTONISHED SOLDIER. box of wig io» und shook them signifi- cantly at ii. i. utenpnt’s ear. Slipping off his sb ie. began to creep softly np. the hi. hands and knees, the men bel ting with Joaded car- bines aug nayouets . It: wis 2 wait for the sign ot | | blazing 10 iat would indicate Wil- son's succ.. =x an incendiary—and in- stead of ou « Uagration came the wild cries of the-..vros Kelly's heart sank within him.’ EE Ue But not Slug’s. He bad almost reach ed the stockade when a yelping cur betrdyed him. Instead of rushing back ‘down the hill be rushed the other way and ignited one of the huts. Then he backed off i the darkness and began to shoot as fast as the Moros came between him and the bla%e that had instantly spread beyond control. Kelly’s men came joyfully up the hill, and the Moros poured out with their villainous bolos. .For ten minutes it was cut and clash and jab and shoot and yell, with the lurid hilltop as a .| background. It looked to Kelly like a finished job. but he ordered everybody to reload be- fore advancing. rock to caress his toe and pull out a thorn that he had stepped upon, when a startling apparition appeared. Not ten feet away. bounding high into the air and coming down with a yell, was a foriorn hope of three Moros, swing ing their bolos in great circles. There was no time to guard, but the lieutenant’s shot caught one of them in the air. and a Tagalog scout received a second on fixed bayonet. But the third landed squarely on the officer, keeled him over and swung his keen'blade for the death blow. * Slug rushed him and grasped the arm, but. the Moro swiftly transferred the bolo to the other hand, swished it through the air—and Corporal Wilson's right hand was hanging by a strip of tendon. . Before the bolo could rise again the Heutenant’s sword swept noiselessly against the left side of the Moro’s neck and stopped only when it had cut through and beyond the esoph- agus. In defiance of all the articles of war Sergeant Wilson (late of the constabu- lary) sat in the captain’s quarters and smoked Manila cigars with him as a brother officer and in plain view of the rank and file. “I don’t care much about the med- al, captain. but it'll tickle the old lady It's the ‘retirement on half pay for disability incurred in the line of duty’ that interests me.” Wilson rose and extended his left hand. “Goodby, sergeant. Tell your mother we are all proud of you.” “Not on your life. TI’ll tell her about you and the chance you gave me when 1 was down And if the Lord ain’t good to you it'll be because the Widow Wilson has no influence up there!” “Where are vou going now?" “As straight to the transport Thomas as these legs can carry me. I am go- Ing to get out of this town before I get drunk ag and spoil it all? — “ CAR | RSA ‘ous thereto. Slug sat down on a’ i forb ida len tl PUBLICITY MEN BUSY &ii CAPITAL Committee Considers Reopen- ing of North Poie Goniroversy. SCATTER MUCH LITERATURE Representative Moore of Pennsylvania Opposes Efforts of These Men to Have ‘Congress Consider Dr. Cook’s and Harry Thaw’s Cases—Friends of Both Busy In Their Behalf. Washington.—That press agents for Dr. Cook, who maintains that he dis- eovered the north pole, and Harry Thaw, the slayer of Stanford White, have beerr active recently in dissemi- nating literature among members of congress has been asserted on the floor of .the house by Representative “J. Hampton Moore of Pennsylvania. Who these agents are Mr. Moore has been unable to discover. Neither has he been able to learn by whom they are being paid. It was during the discussion of the naval appropriations that Mr. Moore called attention to the fact that, al- though congress settled the north pole question when it passed an act recog- nizing Robert E. Peary as its discover- er, friends of Dr. Cook had been able to convince the house committee on ed- uvcation that another congressional in- vestigation of the matter should be un- dertaken. Referring to the work of the press agent in behalf of Dr. Cook, Mr. Moore said: “After four years his supporters | have got to’ work. and congress is ask: ed to undo its own act. “« DR. FREDERICK A. COOK. tee on education has before it now a Joint resolutior which proposes to ‘es- tablish the priority of the discovery of the north pole and the region contigu- The old contention is to be reopened at our expense—for the benefit of whom? I will read the reso- lution: “Whereas, The discovery of J north pole and the region contiguous thereto, involves questions of historic, scientific and geographic, economic, educational and commercial importance; “Therefore, be it resolved, That the priority of discovery of the north .pole and the region contiguous thereto be es- tablished and declared by congress, in or- der that the lands discovered by Ameri- can explorers in the far north may be described and designated as territory of the United States and so set forth in the maps prepared and distributed by the United States government.” Mr. Moore called attention to the fact that members of congress have been receiving messages from Dr. Cook and have been favored with copies of his book. “But the limit has Yoon reached when the committee on education be- gins to take the statement of a stenog- rapher as to the doctor’s dictation for the magazines from his hotel retreat at Newburg-on-the-Hudson. The amount of mail matter that comes to us every morning from people who get the idea that they are the real and only uplift- ers of the country is amazing. We are bombarded with vaporings along with good sense, but we ought to be able to distinguish the work of those who are shrewd enough to employ the services of press agents to inspire us with mis- information.” Mr. Moore then turned his attention to the press agent working. in behalf of Harry Thaw. “We have got to deal with certain people who live upon their wits,” he said, “just the same as if they were alin it’ to us on the street. Here is the latest message bearing the ear- marks of the publicity artist. It ds coming in from gullible writers who do not know they are aiding the publicity | game: ‘I believe that Harry K. 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