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Updated: June 12, 2025
"ARTICLE I. The ex-Representatives of the Assembly, whose names are found beneath, are expelled from French territory, from Algeria, and from the Colonies, for the sake of public safety: "Edmond Valentine. Charrassin. Paul Racouchot. Bandsept. Agricol Perdiguier. Savoye. Eugène Cholat. Joly. Louis Latrade. Combier. Michel Renaud. Boysset. Duché. Joseph Burgard. Ennery. Jean Colfavru. Guilgot.
A woman of the type that shops at the Stores came up the room looking about her. A man in the dull-grey uniform of the corps rose up to meet her, piloted her to a place between three other uniforms, and there began a very merry little meal. "I give it up," I said. "This is guilty splendour that I don't understand." "Quite simple," said Burgard across the table.
It isn't supposed to be done by the Volunteers, but they gamble worse than anyone. Why, the very kids do it when they go to First Camp at Aldershot or Salisbury." "Head-money's a national institution like betting," said Burgard. "I should say it was," said Pigeon suddenly. "I was roped in the other day as an Adjustment Committee by the Kemptown Board School.
"Oh, I'll attend to that on 'heef. Give me a man who can handle company- guns and I'll engage to make him a horse-master. D company will end by thinkin' 'emselves Captain Pigeon's private cavalry some day." I had never heard a private and a captain talking after this fashion, and my face must have betrayed my astonishment, for Burgard said: "These are not our parade manners.
Besides, they're all in the game together. They give each other a fair show you may be sure." "That's true," said Matthews. "When I went to N'Gami with my with the half-company," he sighed, "they helped me all they knew. But it's a gift handling men. I found that out," "I know you did," said Burgard softly. "But you found it out in time, which is the great thing.
The Volunteers and the Militia have all the monkey-tricks of the trade such as mounting and dismounting guns, and making fancy scores and doing record marches; but they need a lot of working up before they can pull their weight in the boat." There was a knock at the door. A note was handed in. Burgard read it and smiled.
"Will you tell me what those plumbers and plasterers and bricklayers that I saw go out just now have to do with what I was taught to call the Line?" "Tell him," said the Boy over his shoulder to Burgard. He was busy talking with the large Verschoyle, my old schoolmate. "The Line comes next to the Guard. The Linesman's generally a town-bird who can't afford to be a Volunteer.
We're allowed to fill up half our commissioned list from the ranks direct. Now d'you see why there's such a rush to get into a Guard battalion?" "Indeed I do. Have you commanded the regiment experimentally?" "Oh, time and again," Burgard laughed. "We've all had our E.C. turn." "Doesn't the chopping and changing upset the men?" "It takes something to upset the Guard.
"Besides, the Schools learn more from our chaps in an afternoon than they can pick up in a month's drill. Look at those Board-schoolmaster captains buttonholing old Purvis on the art of war!" "Wonder what the evening papers'll say about this," said Pigeon. "You'll know in half an hour," Burgard laughed. "What possessed you to take your ponies across the sand-pits, Pij?" "Pride.
Boy Bayley dived back into the conversation. "Very good," I said meekly. "I accept the virtuous plumber who puts in two months of his valuable time at Aldershot " "Aldershot!" The table exploded. I felt a little annoyed. "A camp in an Area is not exactly Aldershot," said Burgard. "The Line isn't exactly what you fancy. Some of them even come to us!" "You recruit from 'em?"
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