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How a Roisterer Made Good
When Given a Chance.
By EDGAR ALLEN FORBES
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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.”
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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
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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-
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bombarded with vaporings along with
good sense, but we ought to be able to
distinguish the work of those who are
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has been persecuted enough and should
be given his lHberty at once and restor-
ed to his family and beg you, sir, to
use sour influence in congress to pass
a law in accordance with the consti
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