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ALONG THE WAY. POPE PIUS IN THE VATICAN GARDENS. i 1 : .. - . . , Mr path is lost, is lost to sight, My way is gone; Grant me, O God, strength yet to fight To struggle on. Although no more I see the light - That guided long, For its own sake to do the right To hate the wrong! Leslie's Monthly Magazine. 1 'l l .M-1M"I"I"1"1 M i l I -!"H"K"H-I"l"t"I-4""H"t"l- M sorry it's over,' ' she fun." "Such said. She funl "It's been such laughed softly. Oh, you don't know." He glanced at her a little uneasily In the gloom. They were standing un der the trees, and there was no one near. He slipped his arm round her and kissed her. "Are you really sorry, darling?" he said. ' She laughed again. "Yes, dreadfully. To-morrow, it'll all be cleared up " "Cleared up?" She put her hand on his arm and drew him further under the trees, "Yes. Come. I'll tell you all about It Who's that?" He peered at two figures In light dresses vanishing in front of him, "Miss Yining and somebody I don't know. They're gone now." She laughed again. "Miss VIning! Oh, it's too lovely!" He glanced at her suspiciously once more. "Too lovely what's too lovely? I thought Miss VIning was a great friend of yours." "So she is. Don't you think it's very nice for me to have a friend like Mamie Vining such a rich friend to take me about and be nice to me?" "I suppose so," he said, without en thusiasm. "She's very rich of course." "Immensely! Money's nothing to her. She's a dear, too a real dear." she added, affectionately. He did not answer. The subject seemed to embarrass him. "At least," she amended, "she Is, you know, only I'm getting mixed. But I must tell you to-night, some how." "What?" . She patted bis arm softly with her fingers. "I should have liked to have kept It a secret until the last moment," she said, "until I had to give you a wed ding present, you know." He winced under the light touch of her fingers. "Why are you squirming about like that, Dick? I shall have to give you a wedding present It's quite the proper thing. Bride to bridegroom a for " She broke off with a little triumDhant smile. "I'm not sure I can tell you it's so delicious to think you don't know." He was silent for a minute. She was really very puzzling and distract ingly pretty. He bent and kissed her again. She looked up suddenly. "You do care don't you, Dick?" she said. 'You do really care?" "I care more than anything in the world," fce said earnestly. After all, there was time to break it oft quietly before." "Yes, I know you do." she said soft ly. "That's why I'm going to. tell you. You see, we are good friends always, and one of us was rich, and one of us was poor, and the one that was rich decided to come to England, and take the one that was poor with her." "Yes?" he said, Incomprehensively, as she paused. "Well, you know, in books, when there are two girls like that they play a trick At least they did In a book we were reading just then." . "What trick?" he said, with grow ing uneasiness. "They change places. The rich girl takes the poor girl's place, and " His quick movement startled her. She looked up. but it was too dark to see his face clearly. "What's the matter, Dick?" "Nothing," he said, in an odd voice. 'Go on." "And I said. 'Oh, do let us do that' and she didn't mind she said it would be rather fun. So we did." "Did what?" he said, desperately. "Changed places what a dear old stupid you are! Changed names. I'm Mamie Yining." There was a dead silence. The man's face wore an Indescribable ex pression if she could have seen It "Do you mind my having such a lot of money?" she said. "I know you don't think much of money you've said so more than once. Don't you re member what you said about people who marry for money? Well, you won't marry me for mine, at any rate." There was a light step behind. They turned to find the girl who was not Mamie Vining standing beside them. Her friend held out her hand to her. "Oh. Helen. 1 want to tell you I want you to be the first to know." she said. "I'm engaged to Dick. Will you congratulate us, please?" Helen stood still and looked at them. There was a great pity In her eyes. "No," she said, slowly; "I don't think I win." Mamie v Vining stared. "Why not?" Her friend put an arm around her. and drew her away from the man, who stood motionless under the shadow of the trees." "Because Mr. Vance proposed to me this afternoon," she said, "and I Pope Pius is more fond of exercise than is recorded of any of his prede cessors. While he is bound in the nature of his office to go no further from Rome than is possible in traversing the remotest parts of these grounds and air. He is generally accompanied in with whom he is on the most intimate his intention of procuring an automobile, as with this means of transporta tion it will be possible for him to visit out undue exertion. fool enough to to accept him. For give me, Mamie I didn't know. You needn't mind it it was the money he wanted not me."' "You did that?" she said. "Oh, Dick you did that? You were play ing with me; and all the time you didn't mean anything?" "I loved you," he said, desperately. "And you meant to marry her." She put out her hands with a sudden gesture of 'dismissal, of fare well. "Please go," she said. "It's all you can do please go." "It was my fault," she said to Helen, when he had gone. "It was a trick, after all it wasn't fair. But in a book- " ' "They manage things better - in books," said the girl who was not Mamie Vining. The Bystander. FEEDER FOR STOCK One of the disagreeable tasks In re lation to the care of horses, cows or other cattle is the necessity of arising early and supplying them with feed. This is especially true with milk deal ers, bakers and many others who are compelled to get up an hour or two be fore serving their route in order to feed their horses. This is also the case on Sundays with all drivers of teams. Automatic time stock feeders are not new to the trades, by any means, but few are as simple as the one shown in the illustration. This is so con structed that the feed may be auto matically released at a predetermined moment by attachment to an alarm clock and fed into a trough or manger. A chute, through which the food is to be passed, is shown here, with a hinged door at right angles to the In ner wall thereof, the door being con nected with an arm which projects through the wall of the chute. This arm is fastened to a spring held to a pin in the outer wall of the chute. A bracket supports a clock upon the other side of the chute, the clock hav ing an alarm attachment The key which winds the alarm apparatus is connected to a spring-pressed bolt which is mounted in the wall of the chute and designed to support the hinged door when the same is weighted down with food. As the clock runs down the cord withdraws the bolt and when the proper time is reached the door is released and the food falls down to the manger. After the door is relieved of its weight the spring will cause It to resume Its nqrmal position. This would also be very useful in large establish ments. The patentees are John R. Ray and William E. ankey. of Salem, Mo. Heirs of Thterr. The heirs of a Frenchman named Thiery, who died in Venice in 1676. claim that Napoleon was paid a sum of J2.000.000 belonging to their ancestor, and have unsuccessfully sued the French government for Its return. I ill .J if 1 ALLOWS THE FEED TO FALL. Vatican gardens, he penetrates to the spends a great deal of time in 'the open his walks by Cardinal Merry del Val, terms. The Pope recently announced any part of the spacious grounds with FOLLIES IN MEN'S DRESS. Male Attire Fails in Even Distribution of Protective Warmth. That a dress reform for men from a practical and hygienic point of view Is badly needed there is no doubt What can be more ridiculous than cutting tne front of the vest and coat away and thus expose chest, lungs, throat etc., to the inclemency of the weather, giving rise to serious illness? What sense is there in constructing the back of a vest with a mere, thin lining? Do tailors imagine that the spine requires less protection than any other part of the body. What practical use is there in wearing collars high enough to out shade the old-fashioned "father-murders," collars that prevent the free movement of head and neck, and tight enough to seriously interfere with the proper function of several organs? It is ignorance, pure and simple, and it is one of the physician's duties to enlighten the public on the'necessity of considering their health before fash ion, ignorance, and folly. Wherein the male attire fails Is the even distribu tion of protective warmth. One part of the body should be as warm as the other. But not enough that the pres ent style of dress makes this an im possibility, to flatter man's vanity (pre sumably), tailors have acquired a hab it of padding the coats "to improve the figure," and thereby introduce another element of unequal distribution of pro tection. as a proof of now little men care about this 'Improvement" it may safely be stated that nine men out of ten do not know where their coats are padded, or that they are padded at all. and then they wonder why in a biting wind they should feel cold in one shoulder and not In the other. If phy sicians called the serious attention of men to these anomalies in their cloth ing and inculcated in them correct hy gienic principles of dressing, they would take a great step in the direc tion of preventing disease. Eggs as a Food. Would it not be wise to substitute more eggs for meat in our daily diet? About one-third of an egg is solid nutriment This is more than can be said of meat There are no bones, no tough pieces that have to be laid aside. A good egg is made up of 10 parts shell, 60 parts white and SO parts yolk. The white of an egg contains 66 per cent water and the yolk 52 per cent. Practically an egg is animal food, and yet there is none of the disagreeable work .of the butcher necessary to ob tain it -Vegetarians use eggs freely, and many of these men are 80 and 90 years old and have been remark ably free from sickness. Eggs are best when cooked four minutes. This takes away the animal taste which is offensive to some, but does not harden the white and yolk so as to make them difficult of diges tion. Such eggs should be eaten with bread and masticated very finely. An egg spread on toast is fit for a king if kings deserve better food than anybody else. Fried eggs are much less wholesome than boiled ones. An egg dropped into hot water is not only a clean and wholesome, but a de licious morsel. Most people spoil the taste of their eggs by adding pepper and salt A little sweet butter Is the best dressing. Eggs contain much phosphorous, which is supposed to be beneficial to those who use their brains much. Pittsburg Press. An amusing sight Is to see a really modest woman raise her dress too high, by mistake, in crossing a muddy street Those who know anything of the daily routine of -army posts and on board our ships of war it is hardly necessary to say that the note of the bugle is the most familiar sound of a military or naval life. There is scarce ly an hour of the day that its ringing trumpet call does not greet the ear, heralding some drill, formation or in spection, and, to the soldier and sailor alike, sleeping or waking, it becomes an everpresent accompaniment if not regulator, of his clock-work existence. As such, then, there must be some interest attached to the meaning of the signals which it conveys, how they can be understood and distinguished apart As a military adjunct the bugle is doubtless of extreme antiquity. Trumpets were carried by the Per sians among the hosts of Xerxes, and in its many varieties the bugle was la favorite with ancient warriors. It even seems to antedate all other musi cal instruments, as it appeared on the Egyptian bas relief at Thebes, on the stone relics of the Druids in the Brit ish Museum, in pictures of Grecian mythology and in the legends of the fall of Troy. A born or perforated Oufcfc. DRILL. shell was the most primitive and com mon form of this prehistoric trumpet, which, in its evolution, has produced this present bugle. Jts earliest re corded prototye was the long-stemmed flare-mouthed instrument popularly at tributed to Gabriel and angel orches tras, and by successive gradations its pedigree can be easily traced down to the shining, metallic and beautifully finished cornet of to-day. But as it is the desire of the writer to make the military use of this instrument more familiar to the many who know of it only in a general way, it is with that end in view that he selects the bugle or trumpet as his theme. The words "trumpet" and "bugle" are frequently used indiscriminately, although in a technical sense the form er is the Instrument especially belong ing to the cavalry or mounted troops. while the latter is the one mo6t often seen depicted. The two instruments differ but slightly from one another. BECALL. the chief distinction being that the trumpet has an extra crook which gives it a baritone instead of a tenor note. The bugles in common use are usually F or G in tone. The appear ance of the latter instrument is bo well known that it hardly needs de scribing.. Its sound, to the soldier, at least is an every -day affair. Until a few years ago the "boats- man's pipe," a curious little silver whistle with the shrillest of sounds, was the monitor to whose merry chirp ing the rollicking jack tars-yielded a ready and willing obedience. But with the advent of the new navy, fighting turrets, military masts and rapid-fire guns, this relic of the days of oak and sails, like other things nautical, has gone under with the tidal wave of change which has swept over the naval service, and bas found itself almost, if not quite, supplanted by the brazen trumpet. From the first call in tne morning, reveille," at 4:30 or 5 o'clock, until the last "taps," the signal to extin guish lights, at 9:30 p. m., almost every incident of Flap routine is punctuated by the bugle. In the navy at the present day only a few time-honored services are left to the "pipe." Such as "sweepers," "mess ABANDON SHIP. calls," "all hands to muster," "turn to" and "pipe down." Nearly all oth ers, "clear lower decks," "clean b""'ght work," "spread mess gear," "evening quarters for muster," "church," "re treat" "color evolutions," "fire," "ex ercises, boat calls, "abandon ship," arm and away" (equipped for distant service of "cutting out"), "hooks on boats," "assemble for drill and cere monies," "hammocks" and "tattoo" (9 o'clock), have been usurped by the busy bugle. At the United States Naval Acad emy, Annapolis, Md., all the study, rec itation and recreation calls for the ca dets are sounded by it and, together with its military companion, the drum, It plays an important role in the rou tine life of these embryo officers, thus accustoming them to its constant use when they go out Into the service at the end of their four years' course.' This - assumption of the essentially military Instrument by the navy Is but one of the many proofs that this branch of our service Is growing mili tary as well as scientific, and reluctant as are some old barnacles to confess It the day la not' far distant when every ship of war will be but a floating CAVALBT BUGLER. fortress, garrisoned by soldiers, gov: ernd by nearly the same regulations as are practiced on shore and officered by skilled artillerists, to whom the traditions of the sea, except in the use of the extant; will be a thing of the past The sailor, or "man-or-warsman," as he was once known, indeed, except in dress and appearance, has almost en tirely disappeared from the seas. He no longer eats his hardtack, "salt horse" and "rope-yarn junk" from a tarpaulin spread on deck, but now sits at table and has often as many delica cies as are to be found in the ward room mess. He has no more "reefing" and "handing" sail to do, but must be an expert mechanic or artilleryman, skill ed in machinery, armament and torpe does and in aiming and firing modern breech-loading cannon. While at the wheel he cannot watch, as he used to do, the weather leech of the main topgallant sail to keep it "lifting" or "full and by," ready to "luff" or "let her go off a point" but he must now be a practiced and skill ful artificer who.with finger o the plectrie dial or steam steering gear, directs by the slightest impulse through constant danger the safety of hundreds of lives and millions of dol lars worth of property. - In short, he must keep pace with his ship, which is no longer a towering fabric of airy spars and sails heeling to the breeze under "royals," "top gallant sails" and bellying "topmost stunsails," but a powerful ironclad like the battleship Oregon or swift ocean TO ASMS THE LONO BOIX. greyhound like the commerce destroyer Columbia, fitted with every modern ap pliance, propelled by tripple screws. driven by quadruple expansion en gines and speeding through the water at the rate of more than twenty knots per hour. These bulwarks of the nation, tri umphs of naval architecture and the highest conception of the constructors' art need a different kind of hand to guide and fight them than the pictur esque sailor of Dlbden and Marryat- Every finger a fishhook; every hair a rope-yarn. The bugle calls in use in the army and navy are not, as many might sup pose, rude and unmeaning blasts, with out rhyme or reason, and sounded sim ply at random, but each has a special and peculiar significance, which is soon learned, and, to those accustomed to the sound of the bugle, as readily un derstood as any spoken language. In the "skirmish" or extended order drills on shore no commands by word of mouth are necessary, ..but a trum peter, or "field music," accompanying BE V K1LLE. the officer (who designates the desired maneuver), voices the warning for its execution on bis bugle. The last note Is the signal of execution, at which the movement Indicated Is promptly per formed "Attention, forward," "rise," "halt" "Ue down," "rally by squad," deploy," "commence firing," "cease firing," "to the rear," and many like movements are all perfectly Intelligi ble to the soldier or the well-trained "blue Jacket" and require no word of command to interpret their meaning. At our military posts the frequently recurring routine calls serve to indicate the hour of the day for the officers and their families, who regulate their clocks by them and who rarely need to consult their timepieces when witti in sound of the bugle. They regulate their engagements to a nicety by these routine garrison calls, which are as constant and unchangeable as the sun in its course. Army babies learn to hum them .when they are only big enough to toddle and lisp, and army mothers and housekeepers regulate their household duties by the hours which tjiey mark. Such remarks as "First call for 'retreat and dinner is not served," or "Taps' already and not yet in bed," are not Infrequently heard among army people, to whom this hourly monitor soon becomes a fa miliar friend and second nature. It tells them when to sleep, when to wake and when to go to church. It re minds them that it is time for lunch, time for dinner and time to prepare for bed, and, should physical ailments re quire attention, it announces the doc- BOOTS AND SADDLES. tor's arrival by "sick call." From morning till nignt its clarion note "sends the wild'echoes flying" and be tokens something which cannot be for gotten or shirked. Among those calls most often heard and which rarely or never vary are "first call," "reveille," "parade and guard mounting," "assembly of guard details," "sick call," "drill." "fatigue," "canteen," "mess" calls, "retreat"' "tatoo," "quarters" and "taps." All these are equally familiar to the garri son dwellers, whether in barrcaks or "officers row," and to many of them rhyming words have been so cleverly fitted by the soldiers themselves that the very notes seem to speak the mean ing expressed by the call. For the hoisting of the flag at 8 o'clock every morning, and when it is CHtJBCH. hauled down at sunset, "colors," as It is ailed, the bugles sound off the sa lute "to the colors," and the "retreat" or "trooping of the color." The exultant inflection of each flour ish of this manifestation of respect to the national flag is expressive of the ceremony it represents a martial "hail" or "gloria In excelcia" to the outward and visible symbol of a na tion's greatness. The "retreat" concludes the cere monies of the day evening parade and its final notes mingle with the boom' of the evening gun which an nounces the vanishing of the last rays of the setting sun as the colors reach the ground. . The two calls, "to the color" and "re treat" are sounded in unison by all the "field music" massed, who gather at the flagstaff at the preliminary "as sembly of trumpeters," while the ordi nary routine or garrison calls are usually sounded by the trumpeter of the guard, or ship's bugler, alone. Cultivating a Weed. '"" Ordinarily, the sure way to kill a weed is to become attached to It and give it the same care one would give to an exotic. The chances are that it will then pine and die; but C. M. Skin ner,' in "Little Gardens," tells of a weed that became the glory of his gar den: We had one thing In that yard thai nobody else had, willingly, and we were proud of, namely, a "jimson weed," the stramonium, or thorn-apple, of the vacant lots. This had sown itself In the center of the back bed, and being picturesque of leaf and an oddity among cultivated plants, 1 spared it This weed endured prosper ity with a cheer that It was good to see. it grew ana grew unru it was the prize among its species. Out in California they have jimsons so big that you can play under them, but I speak now of our hunble East ern variety, which is usually of a dus ty, weed-like aspect rooted among ash- dumps, crockery and old cans, and lapsing Into a squalor of age at the first nip of the frost I hoed the soil about It watered it picked off the beetles and grubs, and when the flowers came, gathered them every evening, at least, all but enough to attract the night-moth, with its as tonishing proboscis. The determination of that plant to have seed caused it to put forth blos soms of a multitude, and It swelled al most to the dimensions of a tree. It was ten or a den feet wide and about nine feet high. It screened a ragged and unpleasant view behind us. and was really as handsome a property as many an owner of a private park could desire. A woman fusses at a man a week to eat the grass, and then she fusses at him for the rest of the season be cause be eat some plants la doing it.