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THE LASS OF THE LILYWHITES.

A STORY OF THE INDIAN MUTINY.

By Majob R. Sterling, Author of 'The Bonnie Belle of Waltley,' etc, etc

CHAFFER XTV.—(Continued.) Mr Denholm gazed for a moment at the man cowering in the corner." and exclaimed: 'I often have thought I know that voice but now I am almost certain. Can it be I hat of Marsden Garroch?"

The iakir made no reply, but, straightening himself up and crossing the room :o the window, touched a lever and the shutters flew open, the bright ravs of light flooding into the room" shining on this stnuige man. For a moment tho two men stood gazing at eaeh other; theu, stepping back a"" pace. Mr Dcnholrn eaid: "Marsden Garroeh, I had hoped never to have seen \-<m again. You surely do not wish to spill more blood of the Gilmours'. "

"Charles Denholm Gilmour, today von drew upon yourself and this young lady a fearful ending. It was only "her piWnco of mind and quick action that averted it; but we have but little time to talk over the past, for my blacker .shadow may change his mind at any moment. I asked, you for certain information, which you have not thought proper to give." "Oh! my mother; vou asked if she was in this country. Weil, sir, I thank God she- is not.

,; Wcll, young man," he said, "I am glad tlso; nor will I inquire your reasons for so fervent a thanksgiving. lam here to help you both out of the way, and that must be none to night. But you must also inform nx> if this girl is vour wife, or how related."

"Miss Allington, you hear the question. This is rny stepfather. I cannot go into our family history now, however strange it may seem to you to see tho eon fightim: under the glorious banner of the Gospel of Truth, and the father leading on the hosts of darkness. Would that I "could say you were my -wife, but that not being to". I must say that is the strongest desire of uniting that you will be some day." "Yes, dearest, I give you my promise," said Miss Allington, "ye't how strange in this awful place and under such dreadful circumstances wo should think of cuch a possibility.'' " Well, miss, by ten o'clock to-night you will have to be ready fcr a few houis' jcurney, and you, sir, -will have to go with rue at three if you both wish to live," intimated the Fakir, er rather Garrock.

" Is it necessary that- we should be separated?" asked De.iuolm. " Yes, it is," answered Garroch. " You cocld not pass our posts without being ivtakeo. I can send this lady where she will find protection, and you, sir, I will send down toward Allahabad."

Hearing these reassuring words. Miss Allington thanked the " good Fakir," but site had only uttered the words "good Fakir" when Garrock cried : '' Stay, young lady, you do not know mo. You must not call the embodiment of evil good. In me is the dark spirit of this rebellion ; it is my evil nature that has contaminated whatever was good in the people. Like the monster I am, I gloat over the sea of blood, and my grief ia that I cannot make it universal to the white Christians in India."

"But you are showing goodness to us." " No, miss, lam not. In saving Mr Denkolm's and your life I am only acting up to my evil nature. Know this, that to acquire the thing I considered I loved, the life of a good mart had to be taken ; now, if for selfish gratification a man could be found who would sacrifice everything living, that man would be myself. I loved, and I vet love, this young preacher's mother, and i love her son for her sake. That is my reason for aiding your escape." "Marsden Garroch, you have sinned jreatly, but why coatinue in and grow >ven a greater sinner by openly arraying the forces of darkness against the light? You know that the success of this rebellion is only momentary; right will assert its might, and the movement will be crushed. Better give up sinning and plotting. Even for such as you there is forgiveness. If your sins are like scarlet, they can be made white as snow. Surely you can have no pleasure in this mode of life? " "My dear boy, you have said quite enough. You preach that after repentance comes forgiveness, but who knows about that? It is only in the hereafter, and tho laws of your country would soon send me to find it out. Yes, 1 know our success will be short-lived ; the tyrannical disposition of your race forced our hand before we were fully prepared, or otherwise the sword of justico would have simultaneously swept the length and breadth of the land. I am selfish, and it is onlv for selfishness, not for any good, that I am going to sav© you now. Long ago I forfeited my life according to your Taws by a deed done for the gratification of self. But time presses; you have only two hours to rest—be ready then. You, Denholm, must on no account open the shutter or door, no matter who asks or what you may hear. I will be with vou by three o'clock. Meanwhile, farewell."*' So saying, he closed the shutters and left the room, locking the door behind him. Miss Allington wearily waited for his return. Slie did not like him, but he had promised to help her to escape, and she was glad to accept his services. At the hour appointed Mudpindo entered the room in full dress, and said: "Are you ready, Miss? We have fully a hundred yards to walk; don't be alarmed if I seem rude; others are on the watch." At the door she turned, and seizing one of the missionary's hands in both of her own. she exclaimed: " Farewell at present, Charles, dearest " ; then leaning forward, kissed him. "Good-bye; God bless you," was all Denholm could reply. A short distance from their place of concealment an elephant with a howdah was waiting. " Make haste, Chindo," cried the Fakir. " Botta, botta, manrood," cried Chindo, and the elephant went down on its knees, and in a minute Miss Allington and Mudpindo were seated in the howdah, with tho driver sitting on the animal's neck. Certainly a strange position for a young English lady, this midnight flight with her gaoler and executioner.

Daylight was streaking the Indian sky ■when Marsden Garroch again entered the room in which Mr Denholm was confin d, his only greeting being "Are vou readv, sir?"

" Yes, Garroch; but surely you are not playing me false? That is not Miss Ailingion in the other room groanincr? " "Oh, no, Mr Gilxnour; Miss Allington ia well on the road to safety now. You have no time to lose if you are ready. Dome. I will conduct you a few miles on the other side of Cawnpore, and after that you should find your way to Allahabad, which place is still in the possession of the Company's troops." The numerous gongs in the camp of the rebels were sounding eight o'clock, and Fakir Mudpindo sat on the steps of the Samahouse in the Mango Grove. An nrderly bowed low before him, and said: " The all-powerful Nana orders that the Padrea Sahib and the Memsahib be taken to the square at noon to-day to make fun." to the great Nana that the lowly Fakir Mudpindo, into whose care the Padrea and the Memsahib were given, changeth not, like unto the Triple God, being the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever. The prisoners were handed over to bom, their blood to be given at a time appointed by the gods as a peace offering. To-daj at noon the humble Mudpindo, who ever moves by the directions of the gods, will redden the dust in front of the temple. Begone 1" At noon Mudpindo was in the square before the TernpU, with a tiny ladle jprinklirg liquid on the ground from a tmall pot. The Nana sat scowling at him, wid at last he cried: "Where are the bodies, Mudpindo?" With a low salaam the answer came: " Great Nana, the gods know where. Ask' them."

Boordo was never seen after that ni^lit

Could it be his blood that wet the dust at' the Temple steps? That is a question only Mudpindo could answer. CHAPTER XV. * a BKrsir wrra thu knemt—sit in caw. "In lines extending lang and large, When bayonets o'erpowered the targe, And thousands hastened to the charge; W wrath they frae the sheaih Drew blades o' death, till out o' breath, They fled like frighted does, man." Burns. The wild outbreak of the conquered races m their dash for freedom had swept the north-west provinces of India. The bitterness displayed by them in the first rash, instead of toning down, grew in intensity. The stubborness of tha defence at Lucknow, a.;d the smart movement of columns of EnglL-h troops as they advanced into the area of disturbance, did not lessen the feeling. Delhi rotaken, Havelock's relief, Sir CoLin's advance, coming quick one after the other, spread terror amongst the rebels, but the punishments meted cut to high and low were such as to convince all that they must fight, as victory, dpfeat, or surrender equally meant death. Better to fight- while they could, and kill every member of the white race, than be shot like dogs when taken, without the semblance of a trial, or. if with one, be Strang up bv the neck or blown from the cannon's mouth. The rule of terror which forced on the mutiny at the beginning made the mutineers fight on to the bitter end.

When the Lilywhites detrained at Chrmmea.. forty miles above Allahabad, an eighty miles' march would take them to Cawnpore, where the Commander-in-Chief m India, Sir Colin Campbell, awaited their coming. Ho was preparing to cross the river into Oude. but before doing so a sufficient force must be assembled to protect the rear and keep the communication open, which to threatened from two directions. A well-armed contingent of rebels were moving on Oalpoe. onlv sixtv miles to the south, while the defeated Delhi rebels had joined those at Futt.eghur, and were ready cither to move on C-awnporo or Lucknow Therefore it was of the utmost importance that the Lilywhites should push on as quickly as possible; but marching in India was quite a new experience to bolh officer, and men. What with the pitching and striking of camp, the loading and unloading of camels and elephants, the driving of bullock waggons, together with the weary wa : ts caused by breakdowns, while exposed to the glare and heat of the sun. dressed in their buttoned-up red tunics, the poor men suffered as they trudged on. Well on in the second day's march they hailed, and the men lay scattered alone the road in groups. Serreant S-°aton, being in charge of the rear guard, had only passed through Futtipore. How thev managed no one could toll. The struggle with the baggage was continuous, always some of the animals breaking down, with the lame and wearv .stragglers to help on. The Inst spare cart »nd animal had boon called into requisition, when a- team of four bullocks, yoked to a cart loaded with powder, lay down, and no amount of per?uas ; on could compel them to go a step further. Their only resource was to blow up the powder, which was done, and as if by magic a miserable, ha-lf-inked native woman stealthilv crept from the ruins of a hut by the road side, and, touching the Sergeant on tne arm. cried : "Sahib, come; white padrea, Sahib." Leaving the guard in charge of the corporal, Seaton followed the woman into the hut. and there lav a. European in the roofless room upon a worn-out carpet, looking ill and sick. Seaton never thought twice of the matter, and. swinging his rifle on his back, he picked the sick man up in his arms, and, handing the poor woman a rupee, all the monev in his possesion, ho made to march off. He had only gone a pace when his hand was grasped* and the money shoved back into it, and the poorlooking native woman said firmly: "Me Christian, sahib; me take no monev; me no beg. sahib."

Then Seaton put down his burden and looked at the woman a moment. "Ah, ve« you are a scod Christian woman, I "have no doubt. \ou are poor, and in distress: here, take ihis from a brother; it is all I have to r/ive at the present, and I am sorry.'_ The sfrong hand of the sold'cr preyed the coin on the small brown palm of the Christian sister, Arideen. Then he clashed the unfortunate man to his breast, and turned to go. As his hands wound round the weak, helpless bodv, Arideen stopred forward, and, kissin? the great knuckles looked up m the solders face with a sweet smile,^ win-perm?: "Thank vou, brother.'' Bv ih- time Sereeant Seaton triir,.-,! (h e road with his burd-n (he ic.rrruard was worly a mile awav, hut hravolv he stepve.-J out Yet it was no casv job to reduce the astance and carrv such a load It W i«. with gladness he noti-vd a. breakdown now. sothin he might mwt up. lie kcut ; he t. iodic of the road, and well be mhd'it 'or from tree to tree a party of s j s Pandas' nkulked along, readv to peunce on him at lie heat opportunity. Corporal Grimshw Kept a good lookout for the Serjeant He saw him leave the hoit'c wth the man in his arms, then he noticed tbe six Pandas lollow up under the cover of the leafv trees. The breakdovn of a waggon was opportune, for in the confusion ""that followed four men moved stcalthirv back to a bridge, an almost certain snot fcr the attack on Seaton. Well and quicklv the ambuscade was laid. The Servant" at a half-run, was just at the bridge when out rushed the six assailants, raid up leaped four LilywhJtes. The Pandas slashed and cut the empty air. Up went four loaded lilies to the shoulders of the soldiers, but, although the hammers told on the nipples' exploding the cap, no other concussion followed. Xow was a time for action, and, with a shout, the Lilywhites charged, and only two of the Pandas escaped. On Sergeant Seaton regaining the guard with the rescued man. he placed him in a car. Long and steidilv he gazed on the face of the stranger," and at length ho cried: •It must be him! Young Gilmour?" A drink of water and some refreshment restored the preacher sutficientlv ta enable him to inform his rescuers who he was. The surprise of both Mr Denholm and Sergeant Seaton was equally great. The Sergeant now' had his bands full, as an orderly h.ul been sent back to mquire the reason for the baggage and rcargrard being so long delayed,'" the Ser-oant in command to send forward a wntten report to Lieutenant-colonel Ellerton seiond in command. '

On the Colonel reading the report he muttered •. " This fuss is ;.ll about a Virl I am sure,-' then, showing the report" to Gololcl »orton. the latter exclaimed- •' F[. kiton, you must draw up a full icpoit of this scrimmage with the enemy. The reinvent attacked while on the march the W gage scattered, the rearguard driven in and finally, the Pandas fcr.t helter-skelter' leaving a number of de*d on the. raid : one rni-> sionary, a Mr Deaholm, replied " ' "Will I go back, sir?" "Yes, go back at once, and take the light company wita you." "Yes, sir!* Will 1 place the Serjeant tinder arrest?" °

No, sid! What would vou do that | for.' Is your man ready, Colonel Ellerton or will i send another officer on this duty"''' I This- snub from his chief made Ellerton crater to the rear at once without aslc'ii" any moro questions, Colonel Norton ie°marking as he odd so: " Ellerton has always sho.vn a djshke to this non-comiuic-Sicned officer. I aui sure he could net help being attacked; and the whole affair will fc-onnd well in the 2lome papers." Cawnpore at last* In the cool of November, now was the time to crush the niLlmy. Sir Oolin Camnbell had crossed into Oude for the relief of Luckiiow, Cawnpcxe, the base of operations, being held by two thousand four hundred British soldiers. The Lilywhites were camped on the plain to the left of the barracks, near tive junction of . the Trunk and Calpee roads, the " action " on the march up having added to the prestige of the corps. M- Denholm, being the sole spoil of war, was made much of, being plated in the coolest ward in the hospital. The men rested for four days, and on the evening of the fifth everything was in a bustle, orders having been secretly passed round Chat a force would march out narly in the morning to attack a body of the lebels encamped some ten . miles out. _ Rifles had been loaded at Calcutta, and having been allowed to wmain so ever since, with lite dews at night and sweaty hands by d«u\ the powder in

W aambera of Lite barrels had caked. Ser gcaiit Seaton profited by the shooting display of the four men of the rearguard. ]f they were to be -fleeti've on the morrow, the charges must be drawn and the rifles clean.ed. Seaton could not give a command to the whole regiment to do go, but he made sine that the men of "I" Company, the one ho banged to, would be able at least to make a noise if ordered to fire. He was in the act of examining them when he heard his name mentioned in quite a familiar way. Looking round, his eyes fell on the tall figure of Marsden Garroch. Surprise for a moment held him speechless; then he exclaimed :

"Marsden Garroch! The world is la-ret, but it appears small enough for old friends to meet. May I ask what has brought you here?"

"Government employment," he answered. "I have been here for some time working up the stores In fact I came to India after my house at- Dunhoe was burned."

Forgetting his surroundings and every thing else, Sea ton asked in a low whisper: " Vou remember the disappearance of Lily Clayton; can you aid me to unravel that mystery?"

"Seek the solution at home; not here She left Stirling of her own free will the day upon which she visited you in the barracks."

" Had young Ellerton anything to do with her disappearance?" asked ' Seaton. " That question I cannot answer," was the quick reply, and not another word would he utter on the subject. Tins extraordinary meeting with Garroch, and that with Charles Denholm Gilmour, or. as we shall hereafter call him, Charles Den holm, in the same district of India caused Seaton to ponder deeply. He remembered that rumor had credited Garrock with the murder of Denholm's father, and many people at Dunhoe believed in its truth. HiV marriage to the widow had created a great sensation, for Ellen Denholm, as she was in her maiden days, had been an educated and refined women, while Black Garrock, as he was called, had always been reckoned a course, brutal man.

"I saw Charles Denholm a few days ago,'* said Seaton after a little. " You will doubtless have met him." "We have met," was Garroch's bluff answer; then, after a brief pause, he continued : " Our lives move on different lines. He is a mail of peace, while I am a helper of those who fight. I see you are preparing for to-morrow. Is it a serious affair?" "I understand it is not," answered Sea ton, "or I should allow the Pandas to attack us here."

At this moment Color-sergeant Beveridge walked up to Seaton and said : " Sergeant Seaton, you are detailed for immediate duty with the advance picket. A force of two thousand men of all arms inarch out in the morning to chastise the Calpee rebels. The enemy is within a few miles; your look-out will require to be both sharp" and keen. ' When he heard the words of Beveridge. Garrock turned half round, saying: " You will excuse me. Sergeant Seaton, I have other work on hand which compels my pretence. May good fortune attend you through the war, and bring you safe back to the. lass of the Lilywhites," and before Seaton could reply he had disappeared. " Who is that blackfaced Scot?" asked Bevtridgc- "I don't like his looks. If yen had not known him in the old country, 1 would have taken him for a spy." "Well, ho once did me a good turn, though I can't say that I have much respect for him," returned Seaton. " However, that can pass just now, let us get ready for dut\v'

That night Seaton kept a sure vigil, with the senses of seeing and hearing at the acutest. In the depth of the darkness he declared that away in the distance the light ll.ckcring on tho sky was the reflection" of the enemy's camp fires, and he believed he heard the hum of busy life from the same quarter. This was laughed at by the remainder of the picket, as no considerable body of Sepoys was thought to be within twenty miles. *

Early on tho following day the attacking force moved forward, and soon it feltj the touch of the enemy, who retired slowly at first before the steady march of the attacking column. As the day wore on the men became impatient at the tantalising of the rebel army, which every now and again appeared to court an engagement, but as soon a* their opponents were ready to deliver a blow the retreat was still continued. Wearied with their tactics, rht auvance guard at last made a rush at the retreating fee, driving the rearguard before it ana capturing two guns. By this time darkness began to settle down, and the main body of the attacking force was a long way behind. In the. circumstances the advance pxri.y was called back, and well it was for the men.

Daylight on the following morning had scarcely streaked the plain when shot and shell raked the British camp. The mutineers, advancing along the Calpee road, had joined the JJelhi and Futteghur rebels, and completely overlapped the right flank cf the British brigade. Bravely and determinedly the European soldiers grasped their weapons, hut many of the riiles Avould not act; they had been too long charged. The poor, helpless soldiers, whose valor was of no account against such fearful odds, comparatively unarmed, vainly stood as a target before an overwhelming foe, swept by a concentrated fire from all arms. Yet it was only a small portion of the vast host that seemed to wait the fight. The battalions in front were disorganised and the rear was pushing on towards the city. Outnumbered and outmanoeuvred, the gallant soldiers stood ready to die. With no formation, the order for retreat was given, tents and baggage being left behind. Quick and quicker the march became, until, broken and straggling, they rushed on towards the forts at Cawupore, I Company of the Lilywhites protecting the rear. Amidst the confusion of the surprise, and the after persistent attack, Color-sergeant Beveridge and Sergeant Seaton held the comapny in hand, no one being allowed to leave the ranks. About a mile from camp the riderless horse of Colonel Ellerton galloped past. Seaton looked behind, and seeing the Colonel about fifty yards to the rear, sprawling on the ground, with a score of Sepoys making straight for him, he boldly assumed command of the company, and marched to the rescue. While the fire from the company was raking across the level, with the fleetness of a greyhound the Sergeant was soon near his fallen commander, and just in time, too, for around him were quite a crowd of swarthy Sepoys. Heedless of danger, into their midsi rushed the gallant Seaton, and with quick forward darts his bayonet did deadly work; then, with a parting shot and a, jerk of the left hand, he raised Ellerton to his feet. It would now have fared badly for both had not Ellerton drawn his sword while being helped up. The remaining rebels, led on by a priest brandishing a short sword, were making a rush at the two. Well it was that Ellerton stood on Seaton's left, each guarding the cuts of the soldier-priest, who, Seaton thought, looked so like the Black Garroeh. Twice Eller ton's blade had touched the black, and Seaton's had told on the followers. When free for a moment a short run brought the pair back to the company, whose fire ha-d checked the onward movement of the enemy, giving time for an orderly retreat. Many stragglers from other corps, without orders, formed up on the flanks, thus increasing the strength to over two hundred. Out of breath, on coming in line with the company, Seaton asked: " Shall we continue to retreat, colonel ?" "Oh, ves, go on, Sergeant." By alternate "hajfs," covered by the fire of the standing one, the retreat continued to the bridge over the canal. Skilfully Colorsergeant Beveridge and Sergeant Seaton gmded the respective "halfs," and although the rebel hosts again and again tried to rush them the march was maintained. At the bndcre a halt was made, for although the enemv were m possession of the citv, neither Bceridee nor Seaton was afraid of being cut off from the main body. Tn fact, the Ser>ov S were keening out of range of the well-directed vollevs, allowing even broken narties with baggage to pas 3. It was while holding the bridge that the General rode up, shouting: Colonel Ellerton, T thank vou for what you have done to-dav. Let vour men know what I think of them. ' Give me a list of the officers' names soon." Tne men nearest gave a, cheer for the General. Scatorx, at the far end, asked

Beveridge what it meant. "Oh," was the reply, "it's only the General giving Ellerton credit for trying to help'him out of a mess."

It was a fearful mess—a large foTce of British troops forced to take shelter in an old fort beside the Ganges, there to try if possible to guard the bridge of boats which spanned. the mighty river. Beaten and disheartened, the brave men lay huddled together, while the triumphant Sepoys poured in shot and shell, drawing ever closer to the bridge. How they hooted and veiled at each feeble reply, yet little did thev calculate on the power of the fifty men gathered under cover of the barrack wall. It appeared a mad deed, yet those two sergeants ably led them on, fighting and cheering, till they drove the rebels back, capturing two guns._ They then returned to theiT posts, creating ouitee an enthusiasm amongst the otbpr soldiers.

That night Beveridge raid Seaton did outpost duty _ Ne.irest to the ni°my, they lay rolled up .'n each other's greatcoats. To keep themselves awake, Seaton got up a whispered conversation about the" blunders of (he day.

''Blunders of the day," repeated Beveridge. "Man, Jack, there were blunders certainly, hut only such, cs may bo expected at. anytime. All that took place to-day was the outcome of a bad system. At the bass is the erroneous idea that soldiers are only units- in a fighting machine-,-kept for show, tho whole construction being thought enough to frighten away any enemy, just like Tam Gibb's scare-crow in the potato field. There it stood with a real coat, hat-, r.nd gun to frighten away the rooks. That is the condition of our aroiy, officered by a lot of -ebooiboys, who receive lheir commissions because their fathers or uncles served in the army before them. Taught in a school, with ideas ages »ebmd the present day, iD tho routine of duty they glare at the burly son of toil, dress-d up in a red coat, look for specks of rust on the riiles, then march about on a parade ground for an hour or so. and content themselves with the idea that the machine is in perfect fighting order, every action of tho man being restricted, heonly being allowed to move bv order, not oven being allowed to jxjrfect himself in the uao of arms by voluntary practice at the targets. When called upon for active service, these officers forgot, that the daily preliminary inspection of arms at drill is done to inculcate iho importance of such a practice being carried out in the field in •rdpr to make sure <hat the arms are in proper condition at sny time an engagement n.ay occur They shown the theory, but not how to apply it to practice. This, along with working details, can onlv be learned by commencing at the bottom* and working up ; merit', not money, should make Iho officer. The second great "military blunder :s one that • o man,' knowing the rudiments of military movements, would commit—viz., to pitch camp at night while in touch with the enemy without making complete arrangements how each portion "of J ,.lie command was to act in case of an attack. But they talk more about our officers. .Amongst them are a few good, many middling, and tome indifferent. Let us look at what ability the enemy has displa.ved. I may tell you this last move should place the Sepoy officers on a vcrv high plane as to generalship. In fact, this advance on Cawnpore by such a largo force while the Commander-in-Chief is across the river in Oude—perhaps returning from Lucknow with all the families and their baesrage—must be classed as a master stroke, aiuf the real crisis of the revolt. If tJiey can its ir.to a cock-hat. destrov the bridge; and surround Sir Colin on the other side, then their cause will look bright, and such a wellplanned and combined movement would almost prove that the whole :<?voit is directed hy ono head. Just Uiink for a moment, if our army was scattered over a country like this, with some portions in danger, would the others move to the help of those in difficulties without orders from, a superior? The of the Sepoys must cither be directed by one brain or" perfect agreement must exist among them." By this time day was beginning to break, and as the two lay still a slight'noise was heard in the direction of the river. They crept forward on all fours until near the bank,, and there beheld a new development. Twenty largo row-boats were drawn up at tho edge of the water, some being loaded with sand, others charged with explosives. On making tuis discovery, they both agreed there was no time to be loot. Cautiously and quickly they retraced their way, reaching the lines ere the battle commenced afresh. _ The rebels were pushing their attack with the greatest determination. It appeared that their scouts had brought in the information -.hat Sir Colin, with a force of cavalry and :,uns, was making forced marches on the place, and they agreed that if they were to gather the fruits of victory they must carry the position and the bridge.

(To be continued.)

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THE LASS OF THE LILYWHITES. Evening Star, Issue 12883, 4 August 1906, Page 3

THE LASS OF THE LILYWHITES. Evening Star, Issue 12883, 4 August 1906, Page 3