sobered in earnest, had
enlightened his memory, recognized him as a man he had seen committed
for horse-stealing at Ipswich, when he himself was the mayor's groom;
but some girl lent the accused a file, and he cut his way out of the
cage.

Cox's calamity was his greatest blessing. He went into Newgate
scarcely knowing there was a God; he came out thoroughly enlightened in
that respect by the teaching of the chaplain and the death of Cowen.
He went in a drunkard; the noose that dangled over his head so long
terrified him into life-long sobriety--for he laid all the blame on
liquor--and he came out as bitter a foe to drink as drink had been to
him.

His case excited sympathy; a considerable sum was subscribed to set him
up in trade. He became a horse-dealer on a small scale: but he was
really a most excellent judge of horses, and, being sober, enlarged his
business; horsed a coach or two; attended fairs, and eventually made a
fortune by dealing in cavalry horses under government contracts.

As his money increased, his nose diminished, and when he died, old and
regretted, only a pink tinge revealed the habits of his earlier life.

Mrs. Martha Cust and Barbara Lamb were no longer sure, but they doubted
to their dying day the innocence of the ugly fellow, and the guilt of
the handsome, civil-spoken gentleman.

But they converted nobody to their opinion; for they gave their reasons.

THE COURTING OF DINAH SHADD

By RUDYARD KIPLING

I

All day I had followed at the heels of a pursuing army, engaged on one
of the finest battles that ever camp of exercise beheld. Thirty
thousand troops had by the wisdom of the government of India been
turned loose over a few thousand square miles of country to practice in
peace what they would never attempt in war. The Army of the South had
finally pierced the center of the Army of the North, and was pouring
through the gap, hot-foot, to capture a city of strategic importance.
Its front extended fanwise, the sticks being represented by regiments
strung out along the line of route backward to the divisional transport
columns, and all the lumber that trails behind an army on the move. On
its right the broken left of the Army of the North was flying in mass,
chased by the Southern horse and hammered by the Southern guns, till
these had been pushed far beyond the limits of their last support.
Then the flying Army of the North sat down to rest, while the
commandant of the pur