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THE LITTLE FEET THAT NEVER
STRAY.
I know not what you would tliink of my home,
My lionu, with its frolicsome lioys,
O'lTtlowiiif? with mischief, and laughter and
fun.
And crowding the rooms with their toys!
The moment the sun ieeps over the hills,
1 am awakened by small, restless feet ;
Anil although 1 am weary, and long for more
rest.
Their patter is music most sweet.
For I think or the day when they curried away
ne prattler, who dropped off to sleep;
And they laid him to rest where joy is unknown.
And where silence is long and is deep!
So I love to list to the hum of tin- top.
To the thud of the l;it and the hull;
Aud I smile if I find in my study a kite.
Or a schooner, half-rigged, in the hall.
For the sweetest rose in the garden of bloom
lias surely a thorn tor its mate;
And the liramhles of boyhood will bloom as the
rose.
If with patience we prune and we wait.
Too soon the foot learneth a soliercr tread.
The voice takes a manlier tone;
Too soon the heart ktioweth a man's wiser
thought.
And youth forever hath flown.
Naught, naught to me is the trouble and care;
My Imivs are my own to-day!
Vet the battle of lire, or the night of death,
Soon may bear them forever away.
So I'll scatter the rows of love o'er the paths
of my rollicking Imivs while I may;
For I ever rememlier those other Teet
The feet thai never shall stray.
THE STORY OF A WALL-FLOWER.
r.Y CAltKIKI.I.K LEU.
Mildred Clare the young lady whom I
wish to introduce to you is a member of
that fraternity whom society scornfully
classes under the head of wall-flowers. I
admit the circumstance without a shudder,
for to me the obnoxious epithet suggests
only remembrances of roses, red and im
passioned, climbing over a low stone wall,
and ready to pleasure the eye of the
meanest wayfarer with their beaut' and
blushes. Neither can I forget that wall
fruits are ever the sweetest, or cease to
remember, (hough tasted so long ago, the
magical flavor of peach, anil pear, and
plum, brought to perfection through the
medium of which I speak. Therefore
trust nie when I say, that this favoring
grace of the wall may develop quite as
desirable characteristics in t lie human
growth as in the horticultural.
At all events, it cannot be asserted that
the class., to which 1 allude, are by any
means useless members of society. Ask
forlorn and elderly luchelordoin. grown
too stiff for redowas and the German,"
who endures its small talk, and accepts
its ices and small civilities with unabated
aud smiling politeness1? Inquire of pa
tient Benedicts, waiting for gay young
wives to complete that "one last lance,"'
who allays their anguish by skilful diver
tiseiuents and adroit quest ionings concern
ing the darlings of the nursery and other
kindred topics ? Then see if their reply
will not embrace that fraternity whose
claims to your attention I am laboring to
assert.
Whatever the answer ma' be, one
thing is certain, that of all the plants of
the parterre, (hose yclepl wall-ilowers are
the most knowing. Sitting in quiet cor
ners, they discern, in spite of caresses and
honied words, who love iind who hate ;
w hich will be the marriage of convenience,
and which the union of affection ; together
with divers other matters hidden from
those who, involved in the game them
selves, cannot comprehend what is so
plainly visible to those outside of it. All
that has been said will apply particularly
to Mildred Clare. Looking on trom some
quiet nook of observation, she discovered
numerous elements in the atmosphere
about her ; all of which discoveries she
meant, some day, should be of advantage
to her.
The nearest relatives Mildred had in
the world were her cousins, the St. John's,
and for some years past their home had
been hers. The young ladies, Helen and
Louise St. John, were fine-looking girls,
with dashing, vivacious manners, accus
tomed, wherever they came, to find a wel
come. The only son, Vincent St. John,
unlike his sisters, iossessed a temperament
somewhat slow and phlegmatic; and was
alternately vexed and teased by them ;
but in the end admitted to be the "best
natured fellow in the world."
Now Mildred was an exceedingly pleas
ant person to live with, and there was not
a member of the family who had not a
cordial liking for her. She had a suffi
cient income of her own, which she spent
unassumingly in the gratification of cer
(ain quiet, but not inexpensive tastes, and
in works of charity, for which the world
was not one whit the wiser. The Miss
St. Johns, while they accepted the
numerous kindnesses of which their cousin
was the dispenser, yet felt that she pos
sessed attributes which rendered her un
like themselves ; their intimate friends
were not apt to be hers, and they acknowl
edged the distinction between them by
wishing, not unfrequently, that they were
"half as good as cousin Mildred."
But of all the St. Johns, Vincent's ap
preciation of Mildred was the most decided.
Iler influence over him was great. He
often declared her the most "sensible" girl
within the range of his acquaintance ; and
for many a brave, manly idea that found
its way into his honest brain and lodged
there, he stood indebted to her whom he
was wont to call "cousin Mill.'
Good, worldly minded Mrs. S(. John,
observing all (his, was accustomed to
whisper to her friends, that it was easy to
see in what quarter (he "wind blew."
And, for her part, she was 'perfectly
satisfied. Mildred was such a good girl,
and Vincent would make any woman
happy," etc., etc.
But the young people in question under
stood one another Ijetter. Vincent had
long ago acknowledged to himself, with a
little heartache, that cousin Mill was "a
deal too clever (o be ever contented to jog
through life with him."
Just, at present (he St. Johns are spend
ing the summer at Newjort. They are
lieginning to tire of the daily routine of
making endless toilets, taking the same
drives, and relating the same programme
gencrall', when a new zest is given to
these diurnal duties by the arrival at the
"Ocean" of Mrs. Leonar . Paxton. This
lad' was a ladle, a wit, and a lieaiity ;
and, moreover, the wife of a millionaire,
and so expectation was on the guivire.
It. was amusing to notice the next morn
ing, at breakfast, (he eager eyes that
watched the door, waiting for the appear
ance of Mrs. Paxton. Some women guilty
of (lie most unpardonable violation of
(aste, that of appearing in the morning
with a profusion of jewelry and dresses
tlernlUlte, occupied themselves in wonder
ing, internally, whether the wife of a
millionaire could possibly present a more
"dressy" appearance than themselves.
But Mrs. Paxton, fatigued by her journey
perhaps, did not bestow her presence upon
them at breakfast, nor yet at dinner. In
the evening the weekly hop was to take
place, and she could not fail to favor them.
While those present are awaiting her
advent, a few words concerning Mildred.
She sits somewhat withdrawn from the
rest, her cousin Vincent beside her, as he
is apt to be. To use an expression of the
latter, Mildred never took any pains to
"make the most of herself." If her in
come was expended, it was certainly not
in the purchase of an expensive wardrobe.
She always wore grey or brown, or some
other undecided neutral tint, in no way
remarkable. Now Mildred was a bru
nette, with a skin clear and somewhat
pale, soft grey eyes, and hair noticeably
black ; to all such (he above tints are
peculiarly inappropriate and unbecoming.
There Avas some excuse, however, for Mil
dred ; her early life had been saddened by
the loss of those she loved, and she had
worn sad colored garments so much, that
now bright ones seemed out of place to
her. To-night she has on a mist-colored
tissue, the effect of which almost totally
annuls that of the clear, decided tints,
which are the predominant characlerisiics
of her style.
"You are not enjoying yourself, at
all," says Vincent ; "nobody but me to
talk to."
Mildred replied, with a pleasant smile,
that "Nobody but me" is a very kind and
interesting companion.
Just here, the music striking up, a bril
liant idea seemed to Hash upon Vincent.
He started oft, and presently returned
with a young man gotten up in the most
faultless style. This gentleman eyed Mil
dred somewhat dubiously ; then elevating
his eyebrows, in patronizing tones, ex
tended an invitation for the redowa.
Disregarding a vigorous nudge from
Vincent, Mildred returned quietly :
"Fancy dances are quite out of my
line, sir."
The gentleman elevated his eyebrows
still further, plainly expressing in his face,
"What upon earth are you good for then V"
and bestowing an indignant glance upon
Vincent, whom he evidently regarded as
having intentionally deluded him, stalked
off.
"Now, cousin Mill," broke out St. John,
in an injured tone, "that's the way you
serve me. I introduce you to the best
dancer in the room, and you refuse him.
Don't tell me you can't "dance, for you
know you've tried to teach nie, and would
have succeeded if am body could, only
I'm so awkward nobody can. You il
never make any stir in society if you do
so, depend upon il."
Mildred had just returned serenely,
"My time has not come yet, cousin mine,"
when there was a little stir and a sudden
turning of heads and Mrs. Leonard Paxton
came floating down the long room, attired
in an Indian fabric so line as to be almost
impalpable. There was not a bracelet on
her perfect arms, nor did her breast or hair
acknowledge the sparkle of a single jewel.
Divers of the ladies present, who on this
warm July evening were wearing heavy
brocades and ornaments in profusion, gave
vent to ejaculations of disappointment
and surprise. "Patience ! nobody would
ever think that she was the wile of a
millionaire. Why I thought she'd be
dressed to kill, with lots of diamonds on
at the very least.'' Ah ! well, it we
Americans are the cutest people under the
sun, we have a deai to learn in matters of
taste !
Mrs. Paxton had been at Newport about
a week, when the various ladies of her
acquaintance were invited to hold a con
ference in her private parlors, among them
the St. Johns. Each one eagerly com
plied, in a flutter of curiosity to know
what the invitation might forlxide. "When
they had assembled, Mrs. Paxton, taking
a position in the centre, said :
"I have no doubt, ladies, that, like my
self, you are beginning to find Newport
fearfully dull."
Now most of those addressed were en.
joying themselves wonderfully. But then
Mrs. Leonard Paxton had given them to
understand that this was impossible, so
they all murmured in chorus :
"Intolerable ! A perfect bore 1"
All but Mildred, who merely smiled a
little.
"Well," continued their hostess, "it
occurred to me that if we could get up a
concert, tableau, or better than all, a play,
it would relieve the monotony. I have
applied to several liter ateurs of my ac
quaintance for assistance, but they plead
overtasked brains, or offer MSS. which the
theatre managers have been so blind to
their own interests as to reject. Now it
would be a pleasant revenge if we could
get up something fresh and sparkling
among ourselves."
The ladies all agreed that tins would be
"charming indeed ;" but then, who would
have the daring to take the initiatory
step? So there was much discussion and
various plans proposed, but nothing de
cided upon ; finally the ladies, taking out
their watches, declared in tones of horror
that there were barely two hours left to
dress for dinner, and dispersed, with the
exception of Mildred, who remained be
hind. "Well, Miss Clare," exclaimed Mrs.
Paxton, laughing heartily ; "I imagine,
something like myself, you can accomplish
a toilet in half an hour."
"Or less," returned Miss Clare ; then
added: 'You were anxious for a play, you
said."
"Yes," was the rejoinder ; "that is, if I
can possibly coax or threaten ain-body
into writing one."
"You have no need to attempt either
method ; I will furnish you what you re
quire." Mrs. Paxton "took in" the speaker,
standing quietly leside her in a morning
dress in color that of a dead leaf, the
abundant hair hidden under a brawn net,
and the serene face possessing a mouth
where resolution and latent power were
tempered by sweetness. Mrs. Paxton was
a quick reader ot character, and in a min
ute she returned cordially :
"I am sure I can trust entirely to you,
Miss Clare. When would your produc
tion lie ready?"
Mildred thought a moment, then an
swered: "A week from to-day. And in
the meantime this is a secret between us."
During the ensuing week, Mildred spent
most of the time in her own room; this
was nothing new, only the St. Johns re
marked that Mrs. Paxton seemed to have
taken a "wonderful fancy" to Mildred.
On the day she hail promised, the laKer
tapped at Mrs. Paxton's door, then enter
ing, drew a MS. from her pocket ; while
her companion, courteous, yet prepared
for criticism withal, placed herself in
readiness to listen. Mildred's play was in
two acts, satirical, witty, and not without
a deal of the pathetic. Not for nothing
had Mildred patiently analyzed the rest
less, glittering life of society ; not for
nothing had her eyes been keen and
shrewd, and her judgments accurate and
true. Mrs. Paxton listened quietly until
the expiration of the first act, then broke
into exclamations of delight.
"My dear, I never dreamed you were
so clever. I've seen and heard these peo
ple bilk time and again. Scribe himself
could not have written a more piquant
eomedie tic sodele than you have done. It
is certain to be a success, and you arc the
best girl in the world for writing it.'
The next day, Mrs. Paxton allotted the
parts. Mildred refused to act ; but Helen
and Louis St. John were not of the same
mind ; and the former smiled to herself as
she saw them cast in parts that could not
have suited their style more exactly if pre
pared expressly for them. Under Mrs.
Paxton's energetic supervision there was
no lagging. In ten days the whole affair
was in readiness, and the "Ocean" electri
fied by an invitation to witness the per
formance of an original play, the author
unknown.
Two or three days beforehand, Mrs.
Paxton, knocking at Mildred's door, said,
with an affection of timidity, "May I come
in, Miss (Mare?" Then added, as she en
tered, "Since 1 know you are so clever, I
am half afraid of you.'
"Keep your sarcasms lor some one else,"
retorted Mildred. "You know very well
it is I who should be afraid of you."
"I am come on an especial errand,"
said Mrs. Paxton. presently ; but I trust
you will not think it an impertinent
one."
"An impossibility," declared Mildred.
"Well, then, my dear child, I wish to
know why ydu will wear those sober
drabs, and grays, and browns, as is your
invariable habit. Allow me to insinuate
they are totally unsuited to you."
"Because," "returned the object of this
attack, with a little sigh, "I never thought
bright colors seemed to belong to me
somehow."
"Nonsense ! Now be a good child, and
see if you can't find something in your
wardrobe that doesn't look as if it were
intended for somebody fifty years old at
least."
Mildred complied with this request ; and
after opening various drawers and recep
tacles, finally produced a very pretty pink
silk of the variety styled glace.
"Dear me!' exclaimed Mrs. Paxton,
opening her eyes in affected astonishment,
"I didn't think you were capable of pos
pessing such an article, you little Qua
keress." "Well," rejoined Mildred, apologetic
ally, "the fact is. a dear friend of mine
went out West, where she married, and I
traveled all that distance to be her brides
maid; and by her special request wore
this very dress. I never had it on but
that once. Wasn't 7 a itkm1 friend to do
all that?" concluded the speaker, laugh
ingly. " 1 think you are, Mildred," replied
Mrs. Paxton. wilh unusual softness ; then
continued coaxingly, "ami now you have
some black lace to wear over "it, I am
sure''
"You insatiable woman !" laughed Mil
dred. "Uut I think I can accommodate
you, I always keep a supply of that on
hand ; black lace is quite unobtrusive, you
know."
"Not over pink silk," denied Mrs. Pax
ton, taking (he lace and disusing it in
graceful folds over the dress, whose shin
ing surface showed the line web with its
unique design to especial advantage. As
she completed this, she said depreeatingly,
"I have some pearls, which you will surely
do me the favor to wear with this. They
would do nicely together."
With a little touch of pride in her as
pect, Mildred opened a drawer, and pro
ducing therefrom a case of white velvet,
handed it to Mrs. Paxton. The latter,
opening it, found it contained a set of coral
of that rare and lovely rose-color, that
seems as if it had been dyed by a sunset ;
its beauty was enhanced by a filagree set
ting, fine and delicate enough to have
been the work of a fairy. Mrs. Paxton
laid the corals admiringly upon the silk,
saying, "See, they match exactly. I
would not l.ave guessed that you had such
exquisite taste." For this lady, though
so well accustomed to magnificence of
attire, had the good sense to judge of cos
tume far more by its harmony and general
effect than by its costliness.
Mildred's reply to this last remark was
a dainty little smile that just curled the
edges of her mouth. At this, Mrs. Paxton
shook her head, accused Mildred of being
"sly ;" then, kissing her on the forehead
with a tenderness she did not often show,
finished by saying, "Having relieved my
mind, I think I'll go," andwent accord
ingly. On the appointed evening, Mildred as
sisted her cousins, Helen and Louise to
costume themselves for their parts, arrang
ing their hair after a fashion peculiar to
herself, in large, full curls, especially be
coming to the face, and listening amusedly,
meantime, to their conjectures as to who
had been the author of the play they
were that night to assist in performing.
Helen was positive it was that tall, distinguished-looking
man, with the long,
floating beard, she had seen hovering
around ; while Louise inclined to the be
lief that a certain slim youth with fair
hair was the guilty party. Mildred
affirmed stoutly her belief that it was
neither ; then, having performed her office
offrueur, departed to make her own
toilette.
This work completed, she sought the
parlor belonging to (heir suite of rooms.
Entering, she found Vincent waiting for
(hem.
"Why, cousin Mill!" he exclaimed
ecstatically. "Now (hat looks something
like!" Then rising honest Vincent looked
down at Mildred, and, with his good child's
heart, in his eyes, asked, pleadinglv,
"Couldn't you give a fellow a kiss, little
cousin ?"
Mildred, wilh a pretty movement, held
up her cheek and let the pelitioner's
moustache sweep against it for a moment.
Just here Helen and Louise came In, and
they, (oo, exclaimed over Mildred's Incom
ing toilette, declaring she looked as "sweet
as possible."
Mildred turned away, with teats in her
eyes, thinking of the mother and sisters
she had lost so long ago, and wondering if
they were glad (o know that there was
some left to love her still. After a little
chat, Helen and Louise adjourned to the
"green room," as (hey gleefully termed
it, leaving their cousin in Vincent's
charge.
Well, Mildred's play was acted, and
that lefore an audience upon whom, for
the most part, not one of the vivacious
repartees was lost, not an atom of the
sparkling wit thrown away.
During its progress there was much
wonder and many conjectures as to the in
dividual by whom it had been written ; it
must certainly be the work ot Mr. A., or
B orC, all of them Well known litera
teurs. At the close of the last act, when
the applause had a little subsided, there
was a loud call for the author.
After a little, Mrs. Paxton, who had
taken a leading part, floated into the room
upon a gentleman's arm, and said, in her
simple, graceful way :
"Ladies and gentlemen ! Allow me to
thank you, on my own behalf and that of
Miss Mildred Clare, for the kind recep
tion you have given her play this even
ing." Hereupon there was more applause, and
presently everyone knew that "Miss Mil
dred Clare" was the young lady in rose
color and black lace, and discovered still
further that genius was expressed in every
line of her face ; for there is nothing that
opens the eyes of society so wonderfully
as success. Then every one must crowd
about Miss Clare and congratulate her;
and the St. Johns were so proud and
pleased, particularly honest Vincent, who
smiled behind his moustache in a furore of
delighk
Good, worldly minded Mrs. St.. John
waved her ostrich plumes in triumph, and
moved about among her friends, declar
ing, confidentially, that she had always
said Mildred was "such a good girl," but
she had never dreamed her niece was a
"genius." And now, of course, she was
more pleased than ever that a certain
event they understood to what she al
luded was likely to take place, and so
on. and so on.
We will pursue Mildred's career no fur
(her, but leave her in the midst of her
triumph. It is enough to say that, though
she never obtained celebrity either as a
belle or a beauty, yet she as certainly was
forever alter missing from the ranks of the
wall-flowers. For society, with all its
glitter, and penchant for frittering life
away, cannot refuse to do homage to
talent, when once it undeniably asserts
itself.
Vince nt St. John married a charming
little woman, who thought there was
nobody in the world as clever or as good
as he : and to her he would often talk of
his "dear cousin Mill." And as he saw,
from time to time, how Mildred's society
was sought after by those of noble attain
mcnts and intellectual tastes, he would
make the oft-repeated declaration to his
little wife, that "whatever others had
thought, he had always foreseen it was in
her."
INFANTRY LONG-RANGE FIRE.
Perhaps there is no other question
connected with military matters in the
manner of regarding which so great a
change has taken place during the last
few years as that of the employment by
infantry of long-range. Until a short
time ago the notion of allowing men to
open firtf at groat distances was abso
lutely rejected by the great body of
military writers and authorities on
tactical subjects, and the one or two
officers who ventured to suggest that
under certain circumstances it might
be expedient to employ long-range
musketry fue were regarded as danger
ous enthusiasts, whose hastily formed
conceptions were to be unreservedly
condemned. The one doctrine preached
was that which inculcated the necessi
ty of reserving the tire of infantry until
the enemy was within what was called
"effective musketry range," by which
expression was meant a distance cer
tainly not exceeding from five to six
hundred yards. The evils which it was
almost universally maintained would
result from allowing men to fire at
longer ranges than these were painted
in the darkest colors. Elaborate cal
culations were worked out to show that
the losses which would be inflicted upon
an enemy by distant fire would be in
significant in the extreme ; and that,
further, "any chance effect which may
be obtained by opening fire at long
ranges " to quote the words of a work
on Minor Tactics, published in 1875
would not counterbalance the incon
veniences which would inevitably he
occasioned by its practice. On the
other hand, the efficacy of fire at closer
quarters was extolled; and, in a word,
it was argued that distant firing must
be stringently prohibited. But if we
look abroad we shall see that on the
Continent, at all events, a leaction has
set in against this teaching. The doc
trine that long-range firing is an utterly
mistaken practice is evidently no longer
uuhesitatingly accepted.
Experiments, accounts of which have
been published from time to time, have
beeji recently carried on in Italy, in
Austria and in Germany, with a view
to ascertaining what amount of damage
it may be reasonably expected will Ixj
wrought in the ranks of the enemy by
distant musketry lire delivered under
various conditions, and in order to assist
the authorities in framing regulations
for its employment under different cir
cumstances ; while in France a commit
tee has been appointed within the last
few weeks to supervise experiments
which are to be undertaken with a sim
ilar object. The experience of recent
campaigns has, in fact, caused the au
thorities of Continental armies to re
cognize that in many of the phases of a
modern battle long-range musketry fire
may be used with great effect. When,
for instance, during the battle of Grave
lotte the Prussian guard advanced to
the attack of the village of St. Privat,
"the effect of the enemy's fire was,"
to quote the w ords of an eye-witness,
"so murderous that at more than 1,500
metres from the defender's position
over 6,0o0 men were shot down in ten
minutes."
In the lately concluded war, again, a
vast number of instances occurred in
which immense loss was inflicted on
the Russian assaulting columns by the
long-range fire which, it is well-known,
was constantly employed by the Turks
m the defence of the positions they held.
General Todlcben, in his letter to Gen
eral Brailmont, speaks of the enormous
losses suffered bj the Russian assault
ing lines while they were still 2,000
yards and more away from the enemy,
and the same tale is told in the de
spatches of General Scobeleff, in the
notes of Captain Kouropathine, in the
articles published since the war by
General Zeddeler, who fought with the
Russian Guard at Gorni-Dubnik, and
iu uie writings 01 an who have re
counted the events of the campaign.
Gen. Zeddeler indeed relates that at the
onslaught on Gorni-Dubnik men were
struck down by the enemy's bullets at
3,000 paces from the Turkish trenches,
adding that at 2,000 paces the attack
ing force suffered very severely, and
that as the attack proceeded the re
serves suffered nearly as much as the
front lines.
These and other episodes have been
carefully noted by vigilant observers on
the Continent, and from them and
from carefully conducted experiments
it has leen deduced that it would be a
great mistake to any longer refrain
from utilizing the power of the far
reaching firearms with which infantry
are now provided. That the practice
of long-range firing is likely to be at
tended with certain inconveniences is
still admitted, but the advantages to be
derived from its judicious and well
timed employment are recognized to be
so great as to outweigh these attendant
difficulties; while the very fact that
these exist render it all the more neces
sary to work out carefully beforehand
the manner in which it shall be em
ployed, with a view to drawing up ap
propriate regulations for its use.
The nature of the inconveniences
which, it is feared, may ensue from
the adoption of long-range fire have
been so frequently and so lucidly set
forth that it is almost needless to re
capitulate them. The nrincipal objec
tion urged against its adoption is that
since long-range fire, if it is to be car
ried on so as to be in any way effective,
necessarily involves the expenditure of
a very large amount of ammunition,
there will always be danger of men en
gaging in it running short of cartridges
before the decisive moment of the bat
tle arrives ; in other words, it is feared
that troops who have opened fire at
long ranges may find themselves power
less at the very moment when, if they
had not expended all their ammunition
they could use their weapons with most
effect. With regard to this point, it
may be remarked that when a breech
loading rifle was first suggested, its
adoption was opposed because it was
feared that the facility of rapid firing
offered by it would lead men to expend
their cartridges in a reckless manner,
and would thus render it likely that
they would frequently run short of am
munition. The introduction of the
needle-gun into the French army was,
in fact, negatived by the Artillery
Committee before which the invention
was laid long before the weapon was
resorted to in the Prussian army for
this very reason. The evil thus dreaded
has, however, not made itself felt to
any remarkable extent ; at all events,
not to such an extent as to render a
retui n to the old muzzle-loading rifle
advisable even in the opinion of the
most persistent admirer of old institu
tions. In the same wajr there is no
sufficient reason for apprehending that
long-range firing will cause the men
employing it to run short of ammuni
tion. It will doubtless le found neces
sary to increase the supply of cartridges
available during an action ; it will be
necessary to perfect the organization of
the arrangements both for bringing up
and issuing ammunition to men en
gageda point to which, unfortunately,
but too little attention has been ac
corded in the English army; it may
even be found necessary to give to the
soldier from the outset a greater num
ber of rounds to carry, decreasing the
weight of his kit or general equipment
to a corresponding degree ; and before
all it will be necdiul carefully to train
both officers and men in the practice of
long range fire before they are called
upon to employ it on the actual field of
battle ; but, if these precautions be
taken, the use of such fire within pro
per and prescribed limits may be sanc
tioned without fear of incurring the
danger of leaving the men deprived of
ammunition. That it will be largely
employed by Continental armies in
future campaigns may be concluded
from the experiments which have been
lately made, and from the regulations
concerning its use given in the latest
musketry instructions of more than one
foreign force ; and therefore it seems
to be time that something were done in
the matter in England too. London
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PRINCE HASSAN AND HIS GLOVES.
Though but twenty-four years old,
Prince Hassan, son ot the Khedive, and
commander-in-chief of the Egyptian
contingent on the Danube, is an experi
enced soldier, and has already had his
share of haps and mishaps. The young
Prince received his military education
at Woolwich and Berlin, alter which he
occupied the office of Minister of War
to his father. During the late war
with Abyssinia lie was seriously
wounded and made prisoner. Although
treated with great consideration, King
John "to punish him," as he ex
pressed it, "for fighting against Chris
tiansorder that a large cross should
be tattooed on the back of each of the
Prince's hands. This was done ; and
when his wounds were healed the
young officer was released and returned
to Cairo. Arrived at home, 'Prince
Hassan consulted the best European as
well as native physicians and chemists,
aud Copt soothsayers, promising a
large sum to any one who should rid
him of these mementos of the Abys
sinian King. Advice was freely offered
and experiments tried ; the Prince un
derwent much suffering, but all in vain
the Christian crosses were indelible.
In despair he finally resorted to a Der
vish for advice, and the holy man com
municated a remedy which, at least,
had the merit of being undeniably
efficacious. "Chop of both thy hands,"
he said to the Prince. "Better live
without hands than wear forever those
signs of the infidel gaiours !" But Has
san relished it but little, and remains
to this day tattooed with the hateful
symbols. This is why no one ever sees
him without gloves.
The sea is still at a certain depth
divers report at thirty feet.
The English pawnbrokers dare not
take any article in pawn from any per
son under the age of twelve years.
Fine sensibilities are like wood
bines, delightful luxuries of beatfty, to
twine around a solid, upright stem of
understanding; but very poor things
if, unsustained by strength, they are
left to creep along the ground. n
Children are children as kittens
are kittens. A solier, sensible old cat
that sits purring liefore the fire does
not trouble herself because her kitten
is hurrying and dashing hither and
thither in a fever of excitement to
catch its own tail. She sits still and
purrs on. People should do the same
with children. One of the difficulties
of home education is the impossibility
of making parents keep still; it is
with them, out of affection, all watch
and worry. ,
How often do we hear the remark,
"Oh, so-and-so rose because he had a
friend who could push him ahead!" As
a rule, however, the disiosition to ad
vance another does not arise ' from
friendship, but rather from a full con
fidence in his ability; men possessing
the elements wrhich raise them in busi
ness are usually too just, too keen
sighted, and too careful of their own
reputations to risk the same by recom
mending others out of pure friendship.
Indeed, such a course wrould lie any
thing but an act of friendship, because,
as compared to getting a good appoint
ment, keeping it is ten times more dif
ficult. The stars will grow dim, the sun
will pale his glory, but truth will be
ever young. Integrity, uprightness,
honesty, love, goodness, these are all
imperishable. No grave can ever en
tomb these immortal principles. They
have been in prison, but they have
been freer than before; those who en
shrined them in their hearts have been
burned at the stake, but out of their
ashes other witnesses have arisen. No
sea can drown, no storm can wreck, no
abyss can swallow up the everlasting
truth. You cannot kill goodness and
integrity and righteousness; the way
that is consistent with these must be a
way everlasting.
The pigeon of M. Gaspard Heutz,
of Aix-la-Chapelle, which won the
great match from Rome, for which
over two thousand birds were tossed
up, upon its return from Brussels, to
which city it had been sent to be iden
tified beyond dispute, received a re
ception that was jerfectly royal. The
whole town was afoot and met the dis
tinguished conqueror at the railroad
station. Two police officers in full
uniform headed the triumphal pro
cession; then came a rank of drum
mers and another of lifers; then the
Pigeon Flying Society; then a band of
music escorting a transparency pre
sented by the colombophiles of Brus
sels; then a torchlight procession, and
tit last, in an open barouche, four gen
tlemen, one of whom bore on his knee
a cage of carved wrood in which, calm
and proud, was the winner a superb
gray bird.
A real mule was one of the attrac
tions in the play of "The Forty
Thieves, "as produced in Virginia City,
Nevada. The result is described by
the Chronicle as follows : " No sooner
had Ali come out of the cave with his
bags of wealth and attempted to put
them on the back of the beast, than he
began his part of the performance. He
let fly with his heels; kicked the shav
ings (the supiwsed riches) out of the
bags; kicked down the cavern; kicked
down a whole forest; kicked down the
wings: kicked the end of the bass-viol
leaning against the stage to pieces;
smashed the footlights; and finally
doubled up AU by planting both feet
in the pit of his stomach. A rope was
fastened around him and he was
dragged off by the united strength of
the company. The audience shouted
and encored enthusiastically.
One of the boldest and most daring
train robberies that ever occurred in
the West took place not long ago, about
a mile below Winthrop Junction, Kan
sas. As train No. 4 on the Kansas
City, St. Joseph and Council Bluffs
Railway, south bound, left Winthrop
Junction, conductor Brown noticed
four men get on the platform between
the baggage car and first coach. At the
usual time he left the baggage car and
started to go through the train. The
first persons he met were the four men
standing on the platform. As he
stepped on the platform the leader .
pulled out two revolvers, and holding
them at bis head ordered him back into
the baggage car, at the same time di
recting him to hold up his hands. As
they entered the car from the dark end
the first man they met was Griffith,
the baggage man, and he was ordered
to hold up his hands, while pistols
were held on him. A ymng fellow,
named Mather, who was in the bag
gage car, was then reached and given
the same order. Frank Baxter, ex
press agent, was sitting in a chair in
the lighted end of the car, his bills in
his la) and the express safe open lie
side him, busy with his work. He had
not noticed the scene that was leing
enacted in the car, and his first knowl
edge of danger was a revolver thrust
in his face and he was ordered to hold
up his hands. The leader of the gang
then stepped up to the safe and delil)
erately transferred the money, alxmt
$5100, to a sack they had with them.
Conductor Brown was then asked if
he had any money, and he replied he
bad not. With their pistols in his face
they then ordered him to stop the
train, and, having no other alternative,
he pulled the roie. As the train slowed
up the four men backed out of the car,
still covering the others with their
pistols, and disappeared in the dark
ness. No swearing was indulged in,
and the entire work was done in less
than five minutes. The train was
filled with passengers, but none knew
of the robbery until the robl)ers had
escaied. They were cool and col
lected, showing no signs of timidity,
and went at work like old, experienced
hands, none of them masked.
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