WOLSELEY'S WAY.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 4, Issue 96, 15 October 1915, Page 4 (Supplement)

WOLSELEY'S WAY.

One of the neatest stories of how a military officer can do the right thing without sacrifice of dignity is related of the man who afterwards became Commander-in-Chief of the British Ar my. He was sitting in a high-toned tap-room of Dublin, where privates were not permitted the privilege of the bar. Two finely-built men of a dragoon regiment, wearing long-service stripes, entered and called for drinks, whicu were curtlv refused them. They turned without a word and were retiring in good order. "Halt!" came sharply from the omoer in civilian's clothes. From sneer force of habit the sold'iers obeyed ana faced about. "I can purchase what I want here, I suppose?" said the officer a.s he advanced to the bar. "Certainlv, sir." "Then serve these two gentleman with what they want," and there was a pleasant emphasis on the title. "Gen. tlemen, will you drink with me?" "With pleasure, sir," and the happy compact was carried out. Then the dragoons courteously inquired the name of the gentleman who had thrown out the life-line, as it were. "My name is Wolseley—Colonel Wolseley," with a smile. Two pairs of heels went together with a click, two brawny arms went up in salute, and the soldiers departed amid the applause of all who had witnessed the scene.