Alf's Button

It is a curious fact that since the death of the late lamented Aladdin, nothing seems to have been heard of his wonderful Lamp. Mr. Arthur Collins and other students of ancient lore have been able, after patient research, to reconstruct for us the man Aladdin in his habit as he lived and to place before our eyes a faithful picture of his times. Alike in literature and on the stage the Lamp plays an all-important part; and this makes it all the more strange that its subsequent history should have been so entirely lost.

I myself incline to the theory that Aladdin allowed the secret of his talisman to die with him, and that his widow disposed of an object whose presence in her husband's collection of articles of "bigotry and virtue" she had always resented, for what it would fetch. Its tradition once broken, we cannot suppose that an old battered lamp bearing on one portion of its surface a half-effaced inscription in forgotten characters would attract much attention as an objet d'art. In fact, it would be without value or interest except to a scholar learned enough to interpret the inscription aforesaid--which may be rendered in our tongue "Rub Lightly."

All this, however, is mere conjecture. It is based on my knowledge, accidentally gained, that a lamp of this description formed part of a job lot of "assorted curios" acquired by the Government with a view to subsequent reissue in the form of buttons for soldiers' tunics. This fact, taken in conjunction with the unusual events I am about to relate, does lend a certain color to the theory which I support; but of solid proof I can of course offer nothing.

Some of Alf Higgins' adventures have previously appeared in The Passing Show. The Editor of that paper, by the interest he showed in Alf, has incurred the grave responsibility of encouraging me to write this book about him.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE FOREWORD iii

I. ALF HIGGINS, RUNNER 1

II. ALF CLEANS HIS BUTTONS 13

III. THE MIRACLE OF THE PLANES 23

IV. THE MISGUIDED ZEAL OF EUSTACE 36

V. EUSTACE FETCHES BEER 49

VI. ISOBEL'S "DREAM" 62

VII. EUSTACE ORDERS A BATH 80

VIII. BLIGHTY FOR TWO 97

IX. LIEUTENANT DONALDSON BECOMES SUSPICIOUS 115

X. EUSTACE BLUNDERS AGAIN 133

XI. THE VICAR'S WIFE OUTRAGED 149

XII. ALF RECEIVES 167

XIII. P. C. JOBLING INVESTIGATES 191

XIV. MR. FARR'S MISGUIDED ZEAL 206

XV. THE CAPTURE OF MASTER BOBBY 229

XVI. MRS. GRANT'S DIPLOMACY 246

XVII. THE FATE OF THE BUTTON 263

Copyright 1919 by Frederick A. Stokes Company

ALF'S BUTTON

CHAPTER I

ALF HIGGINS, RUNNER

"Very well, sergeant-major, I think that's the lot. As far as we know, we'll take over the front line from the 4th Battalion in two days' time. I want you to warn all the men who aren't coming up with us that they are to go to the Transport lines to-morrow."

Captain Richards, commanding "C" Company of the 5th Battalion, Middlesex Fusiliers, rose to his feet, snapped shut his company roll-book and stretched himself. Sergeant-Major French, slipping a similar though less immaculate roll-book into his breast pocket, also rose to his feet (nearly bumping his tin-hatted head against the roof of the dug-out as he did so) and saluted.

"Very good, sir. Good night."

"Good night, French. Oh--one moment. I'd forgotten. I want one extra runner for Company Headquarters. Can you give me an intelligent man?"

The C.S.M. considered.

"There's only 'Iggins, sir," he said, in rather a dubious tone. "You know the man, sir--in Mr. Allen's platoon."

Captain Richards laughed.