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THE METROPOLIS

mon and horses were fairly shot to fragments; and the Major's horso, with its lowor juw torn off, had plungod madly away and loft its rider hanging in the aforementioned grape-vino. After he had kicked him- solf loose, it was to find himself in an arona whore pain-maddonod horses and frenzied men raced about amid a rain of minio-balls and canistor. And in this informo the gallant Major had captured a horse, and rallied the remains of his shattored command, and hold the line until help oame-and then helped to hold it, all through the afternoon and the twilight and the night, against charge after charge. And now to stand and gaze at this stout and rod-nosed little personago, and roulize that theso mighty doods had boon his !

Then, oven while Montague was returning his hand- clasp and telling him of his pleasure, the Major's oyo caught some one across the room, and he called oagorly, "Colonol Anderson i Colonel Anderson "

And this was the horoio Jack Andorson ! "Parson " Anderson, tho mon had callod him, because he always prayed before everything he did. Prayors at each 110A8,---8_prayor-mooting in the ovening, and then rumour said the Colonel prayed on while his mon slopt. With his battory of artillery trained to por- foction under threo years of divino guidance, thio gallant Colonel had stood in the line of battlo et Cold Harbour--name of frightful memory and when the enemy had swarmed out of thoir intronchments and swopt back the whole lino just boyond him, his battory had stood like a oape in a storm-boaton ocean, attacked on two sides at once; and for the half-hour that olapsod boforo infantry support oamo up, the Colonul ħad ridden slowly up and down his line, repeating in calm