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Strong left!" or Hogan-Yale of the White Hussars, leading his squadron for all it was worth, with the price of horseshoes thrown in; or "Tick" Boileau, trying to live up to his fierce blue and gold turban while the wasps of the Bengal Cavalry stretched to a gallop in the wake of the long, lollopping Walers of the White Hussars.

Hogan-Yale put up his eyebrows and remarked, firstly, that he was the son of a Lord, and, secondly, that he was as innocent as the babe unborn of the theatrical resurrection of the Drum-Horse. "My instructions," said Yale, with a singularly sweet smile, "were that the Drum-Horse should be sent back as impressively as possible.

Strong left! or Hogan-Yale of the White Hussars, leading his squadron for all it was worth, with the price of horseshoes thrown in; or 'Tick' Boileau, trying to live up to his fierce blue and gold turban while the wasps of the Bengal Cavalry stretched to a gallop in the wake of the long, lollopping Walers of the White Hussars.

A week later, Hogan-Yale received an extraordinary letter from some one who signed himself "Secretary Charity and Zeal, 3709, E. C.," and asked for "the return of our skeleton which we have reason to believe is in your possession." "Who the deuce is this lunatic who trades in bones?" said Hogan-Yale.

The White Hussars shouted, and threw everything movable about them into the air, and when the parade was over, they cheered the Colonel till they couldn't speak. No cheers were put up for Lieutenant Hogan-Yale, who smiled very sweetly in the background. Said the Second-in-Command to the Colonel, unofficially "These little things ensure popularity, and do not the least affect discipline."

I ask you, am I responsible if a mule-headed friend sends him back in such a manner as to disturb the peace of mind of a regiment of Her Majesty's Cavalry?" Martyn said, "You are a great man, and will in time become a General; but I'd give my chance of a troop to be safe out of this affair." Providence saved Martyn and Hogan-Yale.

But one of the Subalterns Hogan-Yale, an Irishman bought the Drum-Horse for Rs. 160 at the sale; and the Colonel was wroth. Yale professed repentance he was unnaturally submissive and said that, as he had only made the purchase to save the horse from possible ill-treatment and starvation, he would now shoot him and end the business.

"Beg your pardon, Sir," said the Band-Sergeant, "but the skeleton is with me, an' I'll return it if you'll pay the carriage into the Civil Lines. There's a coffin with it, Sir." Hogan-Yale smiled and handed two rupees to the Band-Sergeant, saying, "Write the date on the skull, will you?" If you doubt this story, and know where to go, you can see the date on the skeleton.

"Beg your pardon, Sir," said the Band-Sergeant, "but the skeleton is with me, an' I'll return it if you'll pay the carriage into the Civil Lines. There's a coffin with it, Sir." Hogan-Yale smiled and handed two rupees to the Band-Sergeant, saying: "Write the date on the skull, will you?" If you doubt this story, and know where to go, you can see the date on the skeleton.

As the men dropped in, his language grew wilder, until at last it exceeded the utmost limits of free speech allowed even to a Colonel of Horse. Martyn took Hogan-Yale aside and suggested compulsory retirement from the service as a necessity when all was discovered.