Blair of Balaclava : $b A hero of the Light BrigadeLynn, Escott
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Blair of Balaclava : $b A hero of the Light Brigade
Lynn, Escott
Crimean War, 1853-1856 -- Fiction
Jack flushed crimson, then stammered out, ‘Surely you’re joking, Bob?’
‘Not at all,’ cried a voice from behind, and Jack saw Colonel Norreys
and the adjutant. ‘Blair,’ continued the colonel, shaking hands with
Jack, ‘I’m happy to welcome you as a brother-officer; you’re an honour
to the regiment. Come over to the mess; there’s some one there waiting
to see you.’
Feeling as if he were walking on air, Jack followed his colonel, and was
soon shaking hands with his uncle, Colonel Harrington.
‘My dear Jack, how well you are looking!’ cried Colonel Harrington, ‘and
what a show of medals you’ve got there! I intended to give you a little
surprise over the matter of your commission, but was unfortunate in
finding you away from barracks.’
‘How can I thank you, sir?’
‘By saying nothing about it. And, besides, it’s as much my old friend
Colonel Leland’s doing as mine. I had no idea he knew you till I met him
in London. He’s an old comrade of mine.’
‘But, sir, I can never keep up a commission in a regiment like this. I
have nothing but my pay.’
‘You have me, Jack. I am a miserable old bachelor having no one to care
for. I am going to adopt you as my son, and in return for what you have
done for me I intend to leave you my fortune.’
Jack was overwhelmed. ‘My mother and sisters, how are they?’ he asked
presently.
‘All well, and, by Jove, aren’t the girls handsome? You’ll open your
eyes when you see them, young man, for they must have altered much in
the last two years.’
‘I hope soon to see them,’ said Jack.
‘We start to-night,’ said Colonel Harrington. ‘I have just arranged with
your colonel here, and I have got you two months’ leave. There are
clothes, uniform, and all sorts of things to see to, settlements to
make, and I don’t know what, all of which we must go to London to do.’
That night Jack dined for the first time in the officers’ mess, and as
he entered in his sergeant’s uniform he received a magnificent
reception.
They caught the night train, and at noon next day arrived in London.
Jack did, indeed, stare with surprise at the handsome, elegant young
ladies who stood beside his mother; he could hardly believe they were
his sisters, so much had they altered, and they stared in surprise at
the tall, broad, bronzed soldier, with the glittering medals and the
incipient moustache.
But when Mrs Blair hung round his neck and sobbed out her thanks that
her dear boy had been preserved to her amidst all the terrible dangers
he had passed through, he knew that at least she had not changed.
The Lelands were there to welcome Jack, who noticed that his now
fellow-officer Captain Leland, who had gone home on leave directly he
had arrived in Ireland, kept very close to Molly, and that they seemed
very pleased with one another. And the way in which Colonel Harrington
beamed on them all did Jack’s heart good.
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