The Heritage of Dedlow Marsh and Other TalesHarte, Bret
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The Heritage of Dedlow Marsh and Other Tales
Harte, Bret
California -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Western stories
"I am aware, Mr. Calvert, that duties of this kind are somewhat
distasteful to young officers, and are apt to be considered in the
light of police detail; but I must remind you that no one part of a
soldier's duty can be held more important or honorable than another,
and that the fulfilment of any one, however trifling, must, with honor
to himself and security to his comrades, receive his fullest devotion.
A sergeant and a file of men might perform your duty, but I require, in
addition, the discretion, courtesy, and consideration of a gentleman
who will command an equal respect from those with whom his duty brings
him in contact. The unhappy prejudices which the settlers show to the
military authority here render this, as you are aware, a difficult
service, but I believe that you will, without forgetting the respect
due to yourself and the Government you represent, avoid arousing these
prejudices by any harshness, or inviting any conflict with the civil
authority. The limits of their authority you will find in your written
instructions; but you might gain their confidence, and impress them,
Mr. Calvert, with the idea of your being their AUXILIARY in the
interests of justice--you understand. Even if you are unsuccessful in
bringing back the men, you will do your best to ascertain if their
escape has been due to the sympathy of the settlers, or even with their
preliminary connivance. They may not be aware that inciting enlisted
men to desert is a criminal offence; you will use your own discretion
in informing them of the fact or not, as occasion may serve you. I
have only to add, that while you are on the waters of this bay and the
land covered by its tides, you have no opposition of authority, and are
responsible to no one but your military superiors. Good-bye, Mr.
Calvert. Let me hear a good account of you."
Considerably moved by Colonel Preston's manner, which was as paternal
and real as his rhetoric was somewhat perfunctory, Calvert half forgot
his woes as he stepped from the commandant's piazza. But he had to face
a group of his brother officers, who were awaiting him.
"Good-bye, Calvert," said Major Bromley; "a day or two out on grass
won't hurt you--and a change from commissary whiskey will put you all
right. By the way, if you hear of any better stuff at Westport than
they're giving us here, sample it and let us know. Take care of
yourself. Give your men a chance to talk to you now and then, and you
may get something from them, especially Donovan. Keep your eye on
Ramon. You can trust your sergeant straight along."
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