and
pillowed his head on a door-step. Here he was found by a policeman; a
stretcher was fetched, and he was conveyed to the station as "drunk and
incapable!"
When brought before the Inspector the following morning, shame and
reckless despair were the tenants of his breast. Those tenants were not
expelled, but rather confirmed in possession, when the Inspector--after
numerous questions, to which Miles returned vague unsatisfactory
replies--adopted the role of the faithful friend, and gave him a great
deal of paternal advice, especially with reference to the avoidance of
strong drink and bad companions.
Miles had the wisdom, however, to conceal his feelings, and to take the
reproof and advice in good part. Afterwards, on being set free, he met
a recruiting sergeant, who, regarding him as a suitable subject for the
service of her Majesty, immediately laid siege to him. In his then
state of mind the siege was an easy one. In short, he capitulated at
once and entered the Queen's service, under the name of John Miles.
We need scarcely say that his heart misgave him, that his conscience
condemned him, and that, do what he would, he could not shut out the
fact that his taking so hasty and irrevocable a step was a poor return
for all the care and anxiety of his parents in years gone by. But, as
we have said, or hinted, Miles was one of those youths who, when they
have once made up their minds to a certain course of action, fancy that
they are bound to pursue it to the end. Hence it was that he gave his
name as John Miles instead of Miles Milton, so that he might baffle any
inquiries as to what had become of him.
Once enlisted, he soon began to realise the fact that he was no longer a
free agent--at least not in the sense in which he had been so up to that
period of his life. Constant drill was the order of the day for some
weeks; for there was a demand for more troops for Egypt at the time, and
regiments were being made up to their full strength as fast as possible.
During this period Miles saw little of his companions in arms
personally, save that group of recruits who were being "licked into
shape" along with him. At first he was disappointed with these, for
most of them were shy, unlettered men; some, raw lads from the country;
and others, men who seemed to have been loafers before joining, and were
by no means attractive.
The drill-sergeant, however, was a good, though stern man, and soon
recognised th
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