Driftwood Spars Part 16
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Royal Salutes! Present Arrrrms!" while a volunteer, late a private of the Loyal Whitechapel Regiment, and now an unwilling member of this corps of auxiliary troops, audibly e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed through one corner of his mobile mouth:--
"Don't you do nothink o' the sort!" and added a brief orison in prejudice of his eyesight.
Certain of "A's" stalwarts obeyed their Captain, while others took the advice of the volunteer--who was known to have been a man of war in the lurid past, and to understand these matters.
Lieutenant Toddywallah tugged valiantly at his sword for a s.p.a.ce, but finding that weapon coy and unwilling to leave its sheath, he raised his helmet gracefully and respectfully to the General. His manner was always polished.
"What the devil are they doing?" inquired the General.
"B," "C," "D," "E," "F," and "G" Companies breathed hard and protruded their stomachs, while Sergeant-Instructor Progg deserved well of Captain Schloggenboschenheimer by sharply tugging his tunic-tail as he was in the act of roaring:--
"_Gomm_--!" the first syllable of the word "Company," with a view to bestowing a royal salute likewise. Instead, the Captain extended the hand of friends.h.i.+p to the General as he approached. The look of _nil admirari_ boredom slowly faded from the face of the smart and dapper Brigade-Major, and for a while it displayed quite human emotions.
Up and down and between the ranks strode the trio, the General making instructive and interesting comments from time to time, such as:--
"Are your b.u.t.tons of metal or bone, my man? Polish them and find out."
"What did you cook in that helmet?"
"Take your belt in seven holes, and put it where your waist was."
"Are _you_ fourteen years old yet?"
"Personally I don't care to see brown boots, patent shoes nor carpet slippers with uniform."
"And when were you ninety, my poor fellow?"
"Get your belly out of my way."
"Put this unclean person under arrest or under a pump, please, Colonel."
"Can you load a rifle unaided?" and so forth.
The last-mentioned query "Can you load a rifle unaided?" addressed to a weedy youth of seventeen who stood like a living mark-of-interrogation, elicited the reply:--
"Nossir".
"Oh, really! And what _can_ you do?" replied the General sweetly.
"Load a rifle Lee-Metford," was the prompt answer.
The General smiled wintrily, and, at the conclusion of his peregrination, remarked to Colonel Dearman:--
"Well, Colonel, I can safely say that I have never inspected a corps quite like yours"--an observation capable of various interpretations--and intimated a desire to witness some company drill ere testing the abilities of the regiment in battalion drill.
"Let the rear company march out and go through some movements," said he.
"Why the devil couldn't he have chosen Ross-Ellison's company," thought Colonel Dearman, as he saluted and lifted up his voice and cried aloud:--
"Captain Rozario! March 'G' Company out for some company-drill.
Remainder--stand _easy_."
Captain Rozario paled beneath the bronze imparted to his well-nourished face by the suns of Portugal (or Goa), drew his sword, dropped it, picked it up, saluted with his left hand and backed into Lieutenant Xenophontis of "F" Company, who asked him vare the devil he was going to--hein?...
To the first cold stroke of fright succeeded the hot flush of rage as Captain Rozario saw the absurdity of ordering him to march his company out for company drill. How in the name of all the Holy Saints could he march his company out with six companies planted in front of him? Let them be cleared away first. To his men he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed:--
"Compannee----!" and they accepted the remark in silence.
The silence growing tense he further e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed "Ahem!" very loudly, without visible result or consequence. The silence growing tenser, Colonel Dearman said encouragingly but firmly:--
"_Do_ something, Captain Rozario".
Captain Rozario did something. He drew his whistle. He blew it. He replaced it in his pocket.
Nothing happening, he took his handkerchief from his sleeve, blew his nose therewith and dropped it (the handkerchief) upon the ground. Seven obliging volunteers darted forward to retrieve it.
"May we expect the evolutions this evening, Colonel?" inquired General Murger politely.
"We are waiting for you to move off, Captain Rozario," stated Colonel Dearman.
"Sir, how can I move off with _oll_ the rest in my front?" inquired Captain Rozario reasonably.
"Form fours, right, and quick march," prompted the Sergeant-Major, and Captain Rozario shrilled forth:
"Form right fours and march quick," at the top of his voice.
Many members of "G" Company turned to their right and marched towards the setting-sun, while some turned to their left and marched in the direction of China.
These latter, discovering in good time that they had erred, hurried to rejoin their companions--and "G" Company was soon in full swing if not in fours....
There is a limit to all enterprise and the march of "G" Company was stayed by a high wall.
Then Captain Rozario had an inspiration.
"About turn," he shrieked--and "G" Company about turned as one man, if not in one direction.
The march of "G" Company was stayed this time by the battalion into which it comfortably nuzzled.
Again Captain Rozario seized the situation and acted promptly and resourcefully.
"Halt!" he squeaked, and "G" Company halted--in form an oblate spheroid.
Some of its members removed their helmets and the sweat of their brows, some re-fastened bootlaces and putties or unfastened restraining hooks and b.u.t.tons. One gracefully succ.u.mbed to his exertions and fainting fell, with an eye upon the General.
"Interestin' evolution," remarked that Officer. "Demmed interestin'. May we have some more?"
"Get on, Captain Rozario," implored Colonel Dearman. "Let's see some company-drill."
"One hundred and twenty-five paces backward march," cried Captain Rozario after a brief calculation, and "G" Company reluctantly detached itself from the battalion, backwards.
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