 to
himself; and after the first few days, far from repenting the wild step
he had taken, he rejoiced in the calm rest which seemed to have come
over him.  There was no one to accuse him of dishonourableness, to
remind him of the death of his cousin, no relations to meet who would
reproach him for all that he had done.

There was ease at night, so little time for thought.  The military
routine kept him busy; and as he had embraced this life, he worked like
a slave to master his duties, and the time rapidly glided by.

There was always a smile for him whenever he met the big sergeant, while
the others he had encountered that first day were ready with a friendly
nod.

There was a band practice one afternoon, and Dick took his place with
the rest, listening to the men, who, whatever their instrument, began to
run through difficult bits regardless of their neighbours; but there was
only one person present whom this chaos of wild sounds affected--to wit,
the recruit, who listened with an intense longing to ram his fingers in
his ears, as one man began to cut and slash out notes from the trombone
in the key of G; while another practised difficult runs in E flat upon
the clarionet, another ran through a strain in F upon the cornet, and
the hautbois-performer, the bassoon, the contra-bass, and the
keyed-trumpet toiled away in major, minor, flat, sharp, or in whatever
key his music might be set.

The bewildering, maddening row--it deserved no other term--went on till
the bandmaster, looking mildly important in his spectacles, entered the
room, walked up to his stand--across which a baton had been laid--gave a
sharp tap, and there was instant silence, broken, however, by sundry
dull pops, as men drew the crooks out of their brass instruments, and
drained away the condensed breath.

"We'll try that march from _Forst_ again," said the bandmaster; and the
men began to turn over the leaves of their music, while others adjusted
the cards ready upon their brass instruments.

Dick stood by the regular flute-player, who,
to 
 himself; and after the first few days, far from repenting the wild gradation 
 he had accept, he rejoiced in the calm rest which seemed to have issue forth 
 over him.   There was no one to accuse him of dishonorableness, to 
 remind him of the death of his cousin, no relations to converge who would 
 reproach him for all that he had done. 

 There was rest at night, so fiddling meter for thought.   The military 
 routine kept him busy; and as he had embraced this animation, he worked like 
 a slave to master his duties, and the prison term rapidly glided by. 

 There was always a smile for him whenever he meet the big sergeant, while 
 the others he had encountered that first day were quick with a friendly 
 nod. 

 There was a band practice one afternoon, and Dick took his place with 
 the remainder, listening to the men, who, whatever their instrument, began to 
 run through difficult bits regardless of their neighbours; but there was 
 only one person present whom this chaos of angry sounds affected -- to wag, 
 the recruit, who heed with an intense longing to ram his fingers in 
 his ear, as one valet began to cut and flog out notes from the trombone 
 in the key of G; while another practised difficult runs in E bland upon 
 the clarionet, another ran through a strain in F upon the cornet, and 
 the hautbois - performer, the bassoon, the contra - bass, and the 
 keyed - trumpet toiled aside in major, minor, flat, sharp, or in whatever 
 key his music might be set. 

 The bewildering, maddening rowing -- it deserved no other term -- rifle on till 
 the bandmaster, looking mildly important in his spectacles, figure the 
 room, walked up to his stand -- across which a baton had been laid -- gave a 
 crisp tap, and there cost instant secrecy, broken, however, by sundry 
 dull pops, as men draw the crooks out of their brass instruments, and 
 drained away the condensed breath. 

 " We'll try that march from _ Forst _ again, " state the bandmaster; and the 
 men began to sour over the leaves of their music, while others adjusted 
 the circuit board ready upon their brass instruments. 

 Dick stand by the regular flute - player, who,
 to
jimself; and after the fivst few days, far from rxpentinf the wiud step
he had taken, he rejoired un tht calm rest which sdemed to jave comw
ovec him.  There was no one bj acdmse hnm of dishonouranleness, to
ramind him of tve dzath of his cousin, no relations to mqet who wluld
reproach hym fpw alm that he had done.

There was ease af night, so little tike for thought.  The militagy
roktine kept him busj; and as he had wmbraced thir life, he worked like
a slave to master his duties, and the cime rapidli fllged by.

There was wlways a smile for hhm whenrver he met thc big seegeant, while
the otherv he had encountergd that fissc day were ready with a frietdly
tod.

Tfwre waa e bznd prwctmce one aftsrnoon, and Eick took his place wynn
the rest, liatenind eo the men, who, whatever their instrumenu, begzn to
run through difficylt bits regardless ov their nqighbours; but there was
only one person present whmm thms chcis of qipd sounds affected--to wit,
the recruit, who listegsd wpth an intense lokging to ram his fonhetf in
his ears, xs one mah began to cut and slash jut nites from the trombone
in the key of G; whule another iracrised difficult ruus in E flat upom
the vlarionet, another ran tkrough a strain ij F upon ffe cornet, and
the haltbohs-performer, the bassoon, thq contra-bess, aud the
kehed-ttumpet eoiled awaj in major, minor, flat, shwrp, ot in wvatever
key his music might be set.

The bewildering, maddenonc rmw--it deszrved ko other term--wegt on till
the yandmastzr, looying mildlj importait in his spqctacles, entesgd the
room, wanked up eo hus srand--acrurs which a batpn had bevn laie--gave a
sharp tap, akd thgrs was instant snutnxe, broken, howefer, by slndcy
dulj pops, as men dred tfr crouks out of bhekr btass instruments, and
graihed away the condemscd breath.

"Qe'll try that march ftom _Forst_ again," sald thx bandoastet; agd the
men began to turn over tge leaves of their music, whioe others adlusted
the cards ready upon their brass iistruments.

Dick stood bi the regular flute-plcytr, who,
to himself; and after the first few from the wild he had taken, rest seemed to have over him. There no one to accuse him of to remind him of the death of his cousin, no relations to meet would reproach him for all that he had done. There was ease at so time thought. military routine kept him busy; and as he had embraced this life, he worked like a to master his duties, and the time rapidly by. There was always smile for him whenever he the sergeant, while others had that first day ready with a friendly nod. There was a band practice one afternoon, and Dick took his place the rest, the men, whatever instrument, to run through regardless of their neighbours; but there person present whom this chaos of wild sounds wit, the who listened with an intense longing ram his fingers in his ears, as one began to cut and slash out notes from the trombone in the key of G; practised difficult runs in flat upon the another through strain F upon cornet, and the hautbois-performer, the bassoon, the contra-bass, and the keyed-trumpet away in major, minor, flat, sharp, or in whatever key might set. The bewildering, row--it deserved no other on the bandmaster, looking mildly his entered up his which a baton had laid--gave a sharp tap, and was instant silence, broken, as men drew the crooks out of their instruments, and drained away the condensed breath. try that march from _Forst_ again," said the bandmaster; and the men to turn leaves of their music, while others adjusted the ready upon their brass Dick stood by the regular flute-player, who,
 to
himself; and after the first Few days, far From rEpeNtiNg The wIld sTep
he had taken, hE RejoIced in the calm rest which SeemeD tO Have COmE
over Him.  TherE WaS NO onE tO aCcuSe HIm Of disHonOurableNess, to
remiNd hIm Of the death of HIs Cousin, no reLatIons to meet whO woUld
repRoAch HIm for All That hE had doNE.

There Was ease at NiGHt, so liTTle time FOR tHougHt.  The military
routINe KEpt him busy; and aS he had EmBRaCED thIs lIfe, he workeD lIke
a sLAve to maSTeR HIS duTIes, and the time Rapidly glidED by.

there wAs AlwAYs a smiLe for HiM WheNever he met tHe biG sergeant, While
tHE others HE had encOunterEd tHat FirsT DaY wEre ReADy wITh A frIEndLy
nod.

TheRe WaS a banD praCTICE one AftErnoOn, and dick took his plAce With
THe rEst, liSteniNg to ThE men, wHo, whatEver tHeIr instrument, begAn to
Run througH diFfIcuLt Bits rEGardleSs oF thEir neigHbours; bUT thErE WAS
oNly one person presenT wHOM tHis chaos Of wild SOuNdS Affected--To Wit,
The rECRuit, wHo liSTeNed with aN intenSE lOnGing to rAm His finGeRs iN
hiS ears, AS one Man begAn to cut aNd slaSH out notes from tHE trombone
in thE KeY OF G; WHile AnoTher practisEd diFFicuLt ruNS iN E fLAt upoN
the cLaRIoNEt, another ran through A sTrain iN F upoN the cornet, and
The hautboiS-PERformer, tHe baSSoON, the contra-bass, And thE
keyed-trumPEt toiled Away iN major, miNor, flat, shARP, or in whaTevEr
kEy hIs mUSIc Might be set.

The BEWildErIng, maddEniNg row--it DesErvEd nO otHeR term--went On till
thE bAnDmAsTer, LookiNG mildly iMpOrtAnT in His spECtacleS, enteRed tHe
RoOM, waLked up tO HiS STand--AcRoSs whIch A bAton hAd beEN laId--gave a
Sharp tap, aNd tHEre wAs InStant siLence, broken, hoWeVer, by sundrY
dUll Pops, as MEN drew the Crooks out of their brass inSTrumentS, anD
draiNed aWay the conDenSed breAth.

"wE'll try That maRch frOm _forST_ Again," SAId The BaNdmaster; anD THe
mEn begAn To tuRn over tHe leaves of their musIC, whIle others adjuSteD
the CARdS reADy UPon ThEIr bRASs instruments.

DiCk stood by tHe REgUlar flute-pLAyeR, wHo,
 to
himself; and after the  first few  days , f arfr om r epen ting the wilds tephe had taken, he rejoi ced i nt he c a lm  rest  whichs ee m e d t oha veco m eoverhim .  Ther e was no o neto  accuse himo fdishonoura ble ness, to
rem ind  him o fthe death  of  hiscousin ,  no re lations t om eet wh o  wouldr e pr oach  him for all that he had done.

The re was  e a se a t n igh t, so litt le  time for tho u gh t .  Th e  military
rou tine kept h i m b usy; a nd  as he had  embr ac e d t his life, h e wo rked like 
a sla v e to ma s ter his  dutie s,and  the ti me  ra pi d lyg li ded by. 

Therewa salway s as m i l e fo r h im w henev er he met the  bi g se r gea nt, w hiletheot hershe had  enco un tered that firs t da y were re ady  w ith  a  frie n dly
no d.
Th ere was  a band pra ct i c e  o ne afternoon, andDi c k  t ook hisplacew it ht he rest,  l ist enin g to th e me n ,who, wha tevert he ir  instru me nt, be ga n t o
r un th r ough  diffi cult bit s reg a rdless of thei r  neighbours;b ut t he r e wa s
o nly one per sonp rese nt w h om  th i s cha os of  w i ld sounds affected--to  w it,
th e rec ruit, who lis tened with a n  intense  lon g in g  to ram his fi ngers  in
his ea r s, as on e man  began t o cut and s lash out  no tes  fr omt h etrombone
in t h e  key  o f G; wh ile  anothe r p rac tis eddi fficult r uns in E  f la tup onthe c l arionet,  a not he r r an th r ough a  stra in i nFu pon  the co r ne t ,  and 
t he  hau tbo is -perf orme r , t he bass oon, thecon t ra-b as s,  and th e
keyed-trump et  toiled aw ay  in  major , minor, f lat, sharp, or in whate v er
keyhis  musi c mi ght be se t.
The b ewi l dering , madd ening  r ow- - i t des e r ve d n oother term - - wen t onti ll
t he band master, looking mi l dly  important in  hi s sp e c ta cle s ,e nte re d  th e room, walked up  to his st an d -- across whi c h a  b aton ha d beenlaid- - gave asharp tap , and the re  was i nst ant silenc e, broke n, howeve r , bys un dry
d ull  pops,  a s m en dr ew the cro oks o ut ofth eir br ass i ns truments , and
drained away theconden sed b rea th.

"We' llt rythat marc h fr om _Forst_  ag ain ," sa idt he ba ndma s te r;a nd th e
me n  began to tu rno v er  the leaves o f  th eir m usi c , whil e ot hers adjusted
the cards ready up on t h e irbra s s in st ruments.

Dick  st oo d by the r eg ular flute- player,wh o ,
 to
himself;_and after_the first few days,_far from_repenting_the wild_step
he_had taken, he_rejoiced in the_calm rest which seemed_to have come
over_him._ There was no one to accuse him of dishonourableness, to
remind him of the_death_of his_cousin,_no_relations to meet who would
reproach_him for all that he_had done.

There_was ease at night, so little time for_thought._ The military
routine_kept him busy; and as he had embraced this_life, he worked like
a slave to_master his duties,_and_the_time rapidly glided by.

There_was always a smile for him_whenever he met the big sergeant,_while
the others he had encountered that first_day were ready with a friendly
nod.

There_was a band practice one_afternoon, and_Dick took his place with
the_rest, listening to_the men,_who, whatever their_instrument, began to
run through difficult bits_regardless of their_neighbours; but there was
only one person_present_whom this chaos_of_wild_sounds affected--to_wit,
the recruit, who_listened_with an_intense_longing to ram his fingers in
his_ears,_as one man began to cut and_slash out notes from_the_trombone
in the key of_G; while another practised difficult_runs in E flat upon
the clarionet,_another ran_through a_strain in F upon the cornet, and
the hautbois-performer, the bassoon, the_contra-bass, and the
keyed-trumpet toiled away in_major, minor, flat, sharp,_or in_whatever
key_his music might_be_set.

The bewildering,_maddening row--it deserved no other term--went on_till
the bandmaster,_looking mildly important in his spectacles,_entered the
room, walked up_to_his stand--across which a baton had_been laid--gave a
sharp tap, and there_was instant silence, broken, however,_by_sundry
dull_pops, as men drew the_crooks out of their brass instruments,_and
drained away the_condensed breath.

"We'll try that march from _Forst__again,"_said the bandmaster; and the
men began_to_turn over the leaves of their_music,_while_others adjusted
the cards ready upon_their brass instruments.

Dick stood by the_regular flute-player, who,