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THE LORD TALE OF THE OLD WEST HARRY LCON WILSON V fV.ii, caey&fGHr/&>o3 orlonv0a£> AUTHOR or _ TRE.SPENDEBS caeyvAT/vr s®aa srlomaajo Puslasmmg rnMp/u/y \JJHAPTEIt XMX.--Continued. He carried the saddle and bridle into Che house, and she followed him. Whatever the nature of Mr. Follett's business, his confidence in the sound­ ness of his attitude toward it was pe^ fe ft. He showed no sign of abstrac­ tion or anxiety; no sign of aught but & desire to live agreeably in the pres­ ent,--a present that included Pru­ dence. "When the early breakfast was over they went out about the place, through the peach orchard and the vineyard still dewy, lingering in the shade of a plum tree, finding all mat­ ters to be of interest. For a time they watched and laughed at the two calves through the bars of the corral, cavort­ ing feebly on stiffened legs while the bereaved mothers cast languishing glances at them from outside, con­ scious that their milk was being base­ ly diverted from the rightful heirs. They picked many blossoms and talked of many things. There was no idle moment from early morning until high noon; and yet, though they were very busy, they achieved absolutely nothing. In the afternoon Prudence donned her own sombrero, and they went to the canyon to fish. From a clump of the yellowish green willows that fringed the stream, Follett cut a slender wand. To this he fixed a line and a tiny hook that he had carried in his hat, and for the rest of the dis­ tance to the canyon's mouth he col­ lected such grasshoppers as lingered too long in his shadow. Entering the canyon they followed up the stream, clambering over broken rocks, skirt­ ing huge boulders, and turning aside to go around a gorge that narrowed the torrent and flung it down in a little cascade. Here and there Follett would flicker bis hook over the surface of a shaded pool, poise it at the foot of a ripple, skim it across an eddy, cast it under a shelf of rock or dangle it in some promising nook by the willow roots, shielding himself meanwhile as best he could; here behind a boulder, there bending a willow In front of him, again lying fiat on the bank, taking care to keep even his shadow offthe strwun and to go silently. From where she followed, Prudence would see the! surface of the water break with a curling gleam of gold, which would give way to a bubbling splash; then she would see the willow rod bend, see it vibrate and thrill and tremble, the point working slowly over the bank. Then perhaps the rod would suddenly straighten out for a few sec- •onds only to bend again, slowly, gent­ ly, but mercilessly. Or perhaps the point continued to come in until it was well over the bank and the end of the line close by. Then after a frantic splashing on the margfh of the stream the conquered trout would be gasping on the bank, a thing of shivering gleams of blended brown and gold and pink. At first she pitied the fish &nd regretted the cruelty of man, but Fol­ lett had other views. "Why," he said, "a trout is the cruel- est beast there is. Look at it trying to swallow this poor little hopper that it thought tumbled into the water by accident. It just loves to eat its stuff alive. And it isn't particular. It would just JUS lief eat its own children. Now you take that one there, and say he was ten thousand times as big as he is, and you were coming along here and your foot slipped and Mr. Trout was lying behind this rock here --hungry. Say! What a mouthful you'd make, pink dress and all--he'd have you swallowed in a second, and then he'd sneak back behind the rock there, wiping his mouth, and hoping your little sister or somebody would t>e along in a minute and fall in too." "Ugh!--Why, what horrible little monsters! Let me catch one." And so she fished under his direc­ tion. They lurked together in the shadows of rocks, while he showed her how to flicker the bait in the current, here holding her hand on the rod, again supporting her while she leaned out to cast around a boulder, each feeling the other's breathless caution and looking deep into each other's eyes through seconds of tense silence. Such as they were, these were the only rerults of the lesson; results that •left them in easy friendliness toward each other. For the fish were not de­ ceived by her. He would point out some pool where Very probably a hun­ gry trout was lying in wait with his head to the current, and she would try to skim the lure over it More than once she saw the flsh dart toward it, but never did she quite convince them. Oftener she saw them flit up-stream in fright, like flashes of gray lightning. Tet at length she felt she had learned all thac could be taught of the art, and that further failure would mean merely a lack of appetite or spirit in the flsh. So she went on alone, while Follett stopped to clean the dozen trout he had caught. While she was in sight he watched her, the figure bending lithe as the rod she held, moving lightly, now a long, now a short step, half kneeling to throw the bait into an eddy; then off again with determined strides to the next likely pooL When he could no longer see her, he fell tb work on his flsh, scouring their slime off in the dry sand. When she returned, she found him on his back, his hat off, his arms flung Dut above his head, fast asleep. She tat near by on a smooth rock at the water's edge and waited--without im- oationce, for this was the first time »he had been free to look at him quite &s she wished to. She studied him tlosely now. He seemed to her like (ome young power of that far strange Eastern land. She thought of some­ thing site had heard him say about ^Jendft "He's came and fearless and almighty prompt,--bat he's kind and gentle, too." She was.pleased to think it described the master as well as the horse. And she was glad they had been such fine playmates the whole day long. When the shadow ihoved off his face and left It in the slanting rays of the sun, she broke off a spruce bough and propped it against the rock to shield him. And then she sighed, for they could be playmates only in forgetfulness. He was a Gentile, and by that token wicked and lost; unless--and in that moment she flushed, feeling the warmth of a high purpose. She would save him. He was worth saving, from his crown of yellow hair to the high heels of his Mexican boots. Strong, clean, gentle, and--she hesi­ tated for a word--interesting--he must be brought into the Kingdom, and she would do it. She looked up again and met his wide-open eyes. They both laughed. "I sat up with your pa last night," he said, ashamed of having slept. "We had some busi­ ness to palaver about." He had tied the fish into a bundle with, aspen leaves and damp moss around them, and now they went back was a hot summer below, where the valley widens to let in Amalon; but up in the little-sunned aisle of Box canyon it was always cool. There the pines are straight and reach their heads far Into the sky, each a many-wfred harp tq the winds that come down from the high divide. Their music is never still; now a low, ominous rush, soft but mighty, swelling as it nears, the rush of a winged host, rising swiftly to one fearsome crescendo until the listener cowers instinctively as if un­ der the tread of many feet; then dying to Sautter threats in. the dis­ tance, and to come again more fierce­ ly; or, it may be, to come with a gen­ tler sweep, as if pacified, even yearn­ ing, for the moment. Or, again, the same wind wilf play quieter airs through the green boughs, a chamber- music of silken rustlings, of feathered fans just stirring, of whisperings, and the slgha of a woman. It is cool beneath these pines, and pleasant on the couches of brown needles that have fallen through all the years. Here, in the softened light, amid the resinous puhgence of the cones and the green boughs, where the wind above played an endless, sol­ emn accompaniment to the careless song of the stream below, the maiden Saint tried to save into the Kingdom a youthful Gentile of whom she dis­ covered almost daily some fresh rea­ son why he should not be lost. The reasons had become so many that tney were now heavy upon her. And yet, while the youth submitted meekly to her ministry, appearing even to crave it, he was undeniably either dense or subborn--in either case of defective spirituality. She was grieved ls^r- the number of times he fell asleep when she read from the Book of Mormon. The times were many because, though she knew it not, he had come to be, in effect, a night-nurse to the little bent man be- low/who was now living out his days in iquiet desperation, and his nights 'SayI What a Mouthful Yru'd Make, Pink Dress and All. Swallowed in a Second." He'd Have- You dowa the stream. In the flush of her new role as missionary she allowed herself to feel a secret motherly ten­ derness for his immortal soul, letting him help her by hand or arm over places where she knew she could have gone much better alone. Back at the house they were met by the little bent man, who had tossed upon his bed all day in the flres of his lielL He looked searchingly at them to be sure that Follett had kept his secret. Then, relieved by the frank glance of Prudence, he fell to musing on the two, so young, so fresh, so joy­ ous in the world and in each other, seeing them side by side with those little half-felt, timidly implied, or un­ consciously expressed confidences of boy and girl; sensing the memdry of his own lost youth's aroma, his youth that had slipped off unrecked in the haze of his dreams of glory. For this he felt very tenderly toward them, wishing that they were brother and sister and his own. That evening, while they sat out of doors, she said, very resolutely: "I'm going to teach Mr. Follett some truth to-morrow from the Book of Mormon. He says he has never been baptized in any church." Follett looked interested and cor­ dial, but her father failed to display the enthusiasm she had expected, and seemed even a little embarrassed. "You mean well, daughter, but don't be discouraged if he is slow to take our truth. Perhaps he has a kind of his own as good as ours. A woman I knew once said to me, 'Going to heav­ en is like going to mill; if your wheat is good the nailer will never ask how you came."" ^ "But, father, suppogevyou gGt to mill and have only chaff?" "That is the same answer I made, dear. I wish I hadn't." Later, when Prudence had gone, the two men made their beds by the Are in the big room. Follett was awakened twice by the other putting wood on the fire; and twice more by his pitiful pleading with something at hte back not to come in front of him. '<b||APTER XXXI. -V fj5j (v^ju an Ultimatum. Jane went; July came and went. It in a fear of something behind him. Some nights Follett would have un­ broken rest; but oftener he was awak­ ened by the other's grip on his arm. Then he would get up,c put fresh logs on the fire or light a candle and talk with the haunted man until he became quiet again. He know a few things definitely: that Moroni, last of the Nephltes, had hidden up unto the Lord the golden plates in the hill of Cumorah; and that the girl who taught him was in some mysterious way the embodiment of all the wonderful things he had ever thought he wanted, of all the strange beauties he had crudely pic­ tured in lonely days along the trail. Here was something he had supposed could come true only in a different world, the kind of world there was In the first book he had ever read, where there had seemed to be no one but good fairies and children that were uncommonly deserving. Yet he had never been able to get clearly into his mind the nature and precise office of the Holy Ghost; nor had he ever be­ come certain how he could bring this wonderful young woman in closer re­ lationship with himself. He felt that to put out his hand toward her--ex­ cept at certain great moments when he could help her over rough places and feel her golden weight upon his arm--would be to startle her, and then all at once he would awakes from a dream to find her gone. He thought he would feel very badly then, for probably he would never be able to get back into the same dream again. .So ne was cautious, resolving to make the thing last until it came true of itself. Once when they followed the stream down, la tire late afternoon, he had mused himself so full of the wonder of her that he almost forgot his cau­ tion in an amiable impulse to let her share in his feelings. "You know," he began, "you're like as if I haU been trying to think of a word I wanted to say--some fine, big word, a fancy one--but I couldn't think of it You know how you can't think of the one you want sometimes, only nothing else will do in place of it and then all at once, when you quit trying to think, it flashes over you. You're like that I never could think of you, but I just had to because I couldn't get along without it, and then when I didn't expect it you just hap­ pened along--the word came along and said itself." Without speaking she had run ahead to pick the white and blue col­ umbines and pink roses. And he, alarmed at his boldness, feaYing she, would now be afraid of him, went forward with the deep purpose of showing her a light, careless mood, to convince her that he had meant nothing much. The little bent man at the house would look at them with a sort of helplessness when they came in, some­ times even forgetting the smile he was wont to hide his hurts. He was impressed anew each time he saw them with the punishing power of such vengeance as was left to the Lord. He could see more than either of the pair before him. The little white-haired boy who had fought him with tooth and nail so long ago, to be not taken from Prudence, had now come back with the might of a man, even the might of a lover, to take her from him when she had become all of his life. He could think of no sharper revenge upon himself or his people. For this cowboy was the spirit incarnate of the oncoming east, thorned on by the Lord to avenge his church's crime. Then in the night would come the terrors of the dark, the curses and groans of that always-dying thing be« hind him. And always now he would see the hand with the silver bracelet at the wrist, flaunting in his face the shivering strands of gold with the crimson patch at the end. Yet even this, because he could see it, was less fearful than the thing he could not see, the thing that crawled or lurched relentlessly behind him, with the snoring sound in its throat, the smell of warm blood and the horrible dripping of it, whose breath he could feel on his neck and whose nerveless hands sometimes fumbled weakly at his shoulder, as it strove to come in front of him. He sat sleepless in his chair with candles burning for three nights when Follett, late in August, went off to meet a messenger from one of his father's wagon trains which, he said, was on its way north. Fearful he was the meaning of his presence, he was Inexpressibly glad when the Gentile returned to save him from the terrors of the night. And there was now a new goad of remorse. The evening before Fol­ lett's return he had found Prudence in tears after a visit to the village. With a sudden great onrush of pity he had taken her in his arms to comfort her, feeling the selfishness strangely washed from his love, as the sobs convulsed her. "Come, come, child--tell your fa­ ther what it is," he had urged her, and when she became a little quiet she had told him. "Oh, Daddy, dear--I've Just heard such an awful thing, what they talk of me in Amalon, and of you and my mother--shameful!" He knew then what was coming; he had wondered, indeed, that this talk should be so long in reaching her; but he waited silently, soothing her. „ "They say, whoever my mother was, you couldn't have married her---that Christina is your first wife, and the temple records show it. And, oh. Daddy, they say it means that I am a child of sin--and Bhame--and it made me want to kill myself." Another passion of tears and sobs had overwhelmed her, and all but broken ^>wn the little little man. Yet he controlled himself and soothed her again to quietness. "It is all wrong, child, all wrong. You are pot a child of sin, but a child of love, as rightly born as any in Amalon. Believe me, and pay no heed to that talk." "They have been saying it for years, and I never knew." "They say what is not true." "You were married to my mother, then?" j He waited too long. She divined, clear though his answer was, that he had evaded, or was quibbling in some way. "You are the daughter of a truly married husband and wife, as truly married as were any pair." And though she knew he had turned her question, she Baw that he must have done it for some great reason of his own, and, even in her grief, she would not pain him by asking another. She could feel that he suf­ fered as she did, and he seemed, moreover, to be pitifully and strange­ ly frightened. (TO BE CONTINUED.) THE TRAIL OF THE AMERICAN MISSIONARY By WILLIAM T. ELUS \ Tfcle Distinguished American Jcornalltf la Traveling Around the World for the Puipose of InreaUiitlm the American Foraifn Mat* - sionary from a Purely Disinterested, Secular and Non-Sectarian Standpoint. Illustrated with Drawitigs and from Photograph*. * -Y" » • •W , 1 ' (Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.) woklo, Japan.--"Before the war" is MI much a stock phrase in Japan to­ day as it ever was in the United States after the struggle of the sixties. The) war has made all things new. Now Japan is a ship that has found herself. And what are mostly guesses on the part of the rest of the world concern­ ing Japan's purposes and future are intensely interesting present problems with persons on the scene. The situ atioa here is complex and rather be­ wildering, but there are certain un­ questioned facts which stand out clearly as a result of the war. One of the wonders wrought by this wonderful war takes rank as perhaps the most conspicuous achievement of its kind in, religious history. For the conflict lately waged in Manchuria has been the means of winning the whole nation to friendliness for Christianity. This amounts to nothing less than a vast Christian, conquest. It justifies the sanguine reports which mission­ aries sometimes send home, without any such ground as they may stand upon in the present ease. Represen­ tatives of many denominations, from all parts of the empire, natives as well as foreigners, have assured me that prac­ tically the last vestige of active oppo­ sition to Christianity has gone from Japan, thanks to the work done in IS rights. While various self-esteeming gentlemen of the press were being de­ ported for manifestations of their im­ patience, the association jatiently aited and worked. Finally its day Came. All other Christian enterprises were debarred from the scene of war­ fare. But three representatives of the Association, two Japanese and one American, with their equipment, were started for Antung. During two weeks' both arms were in slings, his hands having been shot away. He had not had a chance to wash his face for two weeks before he was wounded. So I started in. But soap and water had no effect on that accumulated dirt, so I finally had tb scrape the man clean. Then I cut his matted, bloody hair, and when I got through the man waa weeping for gratitude. He could not utter a word of thanks--and when the detection at Chlnampo they spent 1 politeness of the Japanese deserts V. - "-f 1 ' * ' ' ^ i their time in serving the garrison. So when the three secretaries resumed their journey it was with the cordial endorsement of the conjgiandant at the latter place. At Antung the au­ thorities gave the best located build­ ing in the city for the Y. M. C. A. workers, and soon the secretaries proved the s?orth of their work Promptly, and with the most unusual cooperation on the part of officials, as shown by free transportation of men and supplies, granting privileges for mail and telegrams, details of soldiers for manual labor, etc., the Associa­ tion work expanded until it has eleven bases established and reached even to the firing line. The status speedily attained by the workers is evident from the fact that it soon became an ordinary occurrence for commanders of regiments to salute the American him, he is in a pretty bad way," A New F«*ture of the Army. All this work was done by a force of only 41 secretaries, the Americans who initiated and largely directed it being C. V. Kibbard. V. W. Helm, George Gleason and G. S. Phelps. There was an abundance of volunteer help on the part of the soldiers, and by military details officially appointed. The officers themselves freely co­ operated. In the matter of outdoor sports and indoor entertainments the soldiers gave unlimited assistance. But the best friend of the secretaries was the graphophone, of which the ^ men seemed never to tire. Now one hears these machines at wprt| day and .night all over Japan. Since the return or the army, pet- „ , manent Y. M. C. A. headquarters have,• :' ^ been established, by the urgent re* " quest of the army officers, at Liaoyang • and at Port Arthur. The governor- general of Lloayang peninsula made "j a personal subscription of a thousand # yen for the continuance of the work. • AiU, '< At Port Arthur the military officials' turned over to the association and m agreed to keep in repair, a beautiful ^ ^ Russian cathedral to be used as Y. \ 'f/' M. C. A. headquarters. The most VH ̂ active Y. M. C. A. in the world was; probably at Dalny; as many as 10.000 ***'•*» soldiers passed within its portals in a :,J single day. When the main army was returning home it ministered to more * V- One of the " F'k \ than half a million men. Japanese secretaries of the --^ ̂ tion has gone into rescue work at --v. Mk C. A. Headquarters During the War. Eat Chickens If Too Fed We poke fun at the Chinese ideals of medicine, but events in Sacramento prove that the Mongolians kaow more than we giye them credit for, says the San Fraucisco News Letter. For cen­ turies the Chinese have used crecket stew, powedered crickets, essence of cricket and plain raw crickets for the reduction of obesity, as they use frog soup for stomach troubles. Well, in Sacramento it has llteen no­ ticed that the cats have grown won­ derfully thin and had no appetites, re­ fusing to be tempted by cream and other dainties. It has been discovered that they have been feasting on crick­ ets. The insects have satisfied their skeletons. The next thing to be put on the market will be a new patent medicine under the name of "Cricket- lue." Happiness in Marriage. * ft all comes around to one of two things, says Harper's Bazaar. With all married couples who differ in hab­ it, in taste, ia opinion, in mode of life, if there is to be any happiness somebody has to learn to giro up, or give up minding that there fn a dif­ ference. Either way is as good as the other. It is surprising how sua? thing* are not of any Importance tf appetites but have reduced them to1 one can only thin* uimj Manchuria by the Y. M. C. A., with contributions given at first in the main by interested Americans, but later, with equal generosity, by the Japanese themselves. Long ago reli­ gious liberty was officially granted; but it takes more than an Imperial edict to alter the attitude of a people and their atmosphere, BO to speak. Despite the exaggerated reports in the past of Japan'B having been won to Christianity, it has remained true, un­ til this war, that missionaries have encountered many definite obstacles, as well as a hostile spirit not infre­ quently displayed. Emperor Strikes Blow at Hia Own Deity. The most remarkable outcome of the work which is herein described, was the gift of the emperor of 10,000 yen < $5,000) towards the army work of the Young Men's Christian Asso­ ciation. What this means the west­ ern world can scarcely comprehend. It has given "face" to the whole move­ ment All possible criticism has been stilled by it. The Young Men's Christian Association has been identi­ fied with the national life. Followed, as it was, by the empress1 gift of 6,000 yen to the Okayama orphanage, a Christian institution, with a pledge of 1,000 yen each year for flve years, the Impression made upon the Jap­ anese mind has been profound. A man who keeps posted upon affairs at the capita], Rev. Dr. John H. De Forest, assures me that, so far as he can learn, the emperor has since made no gift to any Buddhist ob­ ject. The curious feature of this extraor­ dinary episode is that it is like an idol's lttlng a lighted dynamite bom' ider its (own pedestal. At lea^ ...at is the way it strikes a west­ erner. For the emperor of Japan IB considered a deity by the vast ma­ jority of his subjects. His picture is worshiped In the schoolrooms. He is the most popular figure in the na­ tion's pantheon. Yet here he in­ dorses and supports an avowedly Christian movement, which, if suc­ cessful, must overthrow all other wor­ ship than that of the Christian's God. Truly, among the innumerable anom­ alous conditions In modern Japan this is net the least anomalous. Americans to the Front. Ab is generally known, the Y. M. C. A. work in Japan was planted and is fostered by the international commit­ tee, having its headquarters in New York. With a skill which some older missionaries find it difficult to emu­ late, the American association even have kept themselves in the back­ ground and have put the work entire^ ly in the control of the Japanese; yet the American secretaries are still here, and recognized by their native associates as real leaders in the work. The associations that exist In Tokio, Osaka, Nagasaki, Kioto and Kobe have American as well as native sec­ retaries. It was American alertness promoted the offer to the gov- at the outset of the war, by al Y. M. C. A. of a work my similar to that among and British soldiers. ts of organizations and 'and persons wanted to go to t. Religious bodies were eager. But, like the war dents, they were kept wait- M. C. A. among them. In- liad been said that the opposl- Christianlty in the army had sheu to the very limit of treaty WX MkMi. secretaries M If they were superior officers. The Religion of a Hair Cut. The type of religion displayed was most practical; the approval of the Japanese was not accorded for any sentimental considerations. Simply because the Y. M. C. A. proved use­ ful to the soldier it was welcomed and assisted. Thus, during 'the entire campaign, 3,385,000 pieces of station­ ery were distributed, but only 416,000 pieces of religiou i literature. In even more marked proportion 1,752 concerts ~ re provided for the men, and only 613 religious meetings. Of course the entire project was avowedly Christian, but Its faith was displayed by its works rather than by words. It was the religion of good deeds, and so even the most ignorant coolie in the ranks could comprehend it. ' Recreation, diversion, accommoda­ tion and inspiration were the aims of the Y. M. C. A. rooms. Here a soldier could find a place to write home and free stationery. Every one of the three and a quarter million pieces of stationery, bearing the Christian name, as it did, became a silent evangelist for the Christian propa­ ganda. Into the remotest corner of the empire it carried the news that Christians were brother!ng the man at the front. And, naturally, every letter written told of the comforts and pleasures provided by this Young Men's Christian Association. Could the most bigoted Buddhlfct, in the re­ motest rural region, cherish ill-will toward a religion that was so helpful to his son and his neighbors? Bathhouse, teahouse, barber shop, music hall, library, tailor shop, writ^ ing room and lounging room were all combined in these Y. M. C. A. quar­ ters. The men were supplied with innumerable games, Including base­ ball (the American national game has become ubiquitous), archery, fencing and fishing tackle. This last enabled the men to vary their meager diet and at some places literally hundreds of men would be found lined up along the bank of a stream fishing for fun and a dinner. It takes little imagina­ tion to read into the following figures, just issued, a novel and far-reaching ministry that fairly stirred the nation, and called forth from every general in the field, and from the prime minister and minister of war, the strongest expressions of approval aud gratitude. Three quarters of a million different individual soldiers were touchod by the work. About 1,566,000 soldiers entered the 11 dif­ ferent branches during the war, some men more than once, of course, which explains the enormous total. Eighty- eight thousand obtained buttons, soap, thread, patches, etc. Books were bor­ rowed by 26,000 men, and 152,000 used the association's barber supplies. The laundry facilities of a single branch were employed by 18,000 soldiers. In addition, hundreds of visits were made by the workers to hospitals and bais> racks and i'pp at a distance from the association bases. After the day's work was done, the secretaries generally had to stay up late at night putting the overworked halr-cllppers into condition for the morrow. The wounded men's hair was cut by the secretaries themselves. A pathetic incident of the sort of ministry required is related by Secre­ tary Hlbbard: "One day a man ac­ costed him with: 'Will you please wash qiy face?* 1 looked at him and saw that he c-ertaiu ij needed it. and that associa- nua ua« guue iuiu iwuo ,JOrk at:,- Dalny, for, while the army was kept ft & absolutely free from these camp fol- Y ! lowers during hostilities, a flood of dls- 1, ^ ? solute women, - recruited under the- most pitiable circumstances, has since ' ^ * poured into Manchuria. ^ ^ Touching the Nation Through the * ^ Army. : * The part that the army has played § ; ; In the modern religious history of - Japan is more considerable than . <J$ | would at first sight appear. During the war the ̂ Christians were foremost ^ "i in visiting hospitals, meeting soldier " trains with refreshments and food, f ^ and in preparing "comfort bags" a | compact assortment of useful articles, including a copy of the gospels. Some 180,000 portions of Scripture were distributed among the soldiers. A small book of "Comfort Songs for Sol- •3$ * r„" i '" J •s i 5ii '"Si i&r dlers" was compiled and distributed freely by the missionaries, and it was ^ quite common to hear crowds of men lustily singing these Christian hymns, v Not a few of the missionaries did v nursing during the war, and in the stw? \ care of soldiers' families and orphans they have been conspicuous. The value of this work as an ad- Junct to the strictly military preparer tions were seen at Dalny, where prac- 1 tically the whole army of the Yalu t passed through the Y. M. C. A. rooms. After the fall of Port Arthur the sol- r diers expected to go home, at least " for a rest. They had endured hard- ^ ships qf which the world has some , = knowledge. Of the minor deprivations f the world knows nothing; one of these was the inability to get through the - « censor more than one letter every month or two. Even then the paper and envelope cost five cents, and the soldiers' pay for a day was *mly three cents. After the fortress surrendered the soldiers thought these troubles were over. Instead, they were marched across the ice, at a temperature at ways helow freezing, to augment the army at Mukden. En route this dis­ pirited army touched the Y. M. C. A. It warmed Itself, drank its fill of hot tea, heard the old home songs cm the graphophone, and wrote letters, some­ times 25,000 a day. This revived the spirits of the men to a degree almost inconceivable. They entered with grumbling; they left with songs, as­ sured that such a country which made possible such an institution as this had not forgotten them. The consequence of all this self-ef­ facing, assiduous and effective minis­ try to the nation's soldiers has been to establish Christianity on new and more favorable basis throughout Japan; and should this soon come to pass, as is predicted, a national move­ ment toward Christianity, this army work will have been largely respon­ sible for it . 1 '-i & - 'f-v' p I Hie Vanity the Reana M It Is egotism which gets a than tutft disasters. Ninety-nine men even if married to a Venus of beauty or a Circe of seductiveness would find op­ portunities and temptations after* a few years of accustomed marital hap­ piness, if they chose to look for them, and considered them possible diver­ sions. - Profitable Investment* 4 ;, ,y Good returns come from the United States government's search for val­ uable foodstuffs. Macaroni wheat, im­ ported from Prussia at a cost of $10,000, annually yields $10,000,00®. Sorghum was brought from China la 1864 at a cost of $2,000. The nation'a source of income from that crop Is $40,000,000 annually. j „ J • The Firet ManwWa#*^ Marmalade, then made only at quinces, was known in Henry VIOL'S reign. The word la derived "znanaeio," a qsiaee. ' " ..Aid*.. *• Sj'lk*..