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The Young Women's Christian Association, which has so far made surprisingly rapid strides in its work in this city, has added a new feature to its list of attractions, one that is no less important than those already in the repertoire, and of a character that is daily growing in favor with our weaker sex. The old "Leader" rooms, across the way from the Y. W. C. A.

building, corner Eighth and I streets, have been engaged and are to be fitted up as a gymnasium, which will include various forms of appliances for modem athletic exercise, including the new game of "basket ball," which has lately been in so high favor with our girls, and is now fast superseding tennis in many places. For a year or more past the association has planned for this end. and now that it is being successfully accomplished, it will doubtless be the source of much pleasure and needful recreation as well, to many a girl whose sole physical exercise is obtained in the hurried walk to and from her daily work During the absence of the Secretary, Miss Beazell, Dr. Mary Cronemiller is in full charge. It is interesting to watch the progress of this work, and one cannot but hope that in the near future it may be possible for this noble association of women, who labor unceasingly for the good of their fellow-women, may have (the means to carry on all their projects for improvement without being forced in instance to count the cost to the uttermost penny.

The Y. M. C. A. San Francisco have such a fine building, in which a splendid gymnasium and swimimng bath are no inconsiderable attraction.

It goes to show that when a worthy object is in view, and there is plenty of determination to back it much can be accomplished. Sacramento is yet in her youth, but with these promising beginnings faith in her brtlli'int future is constantly growing, and our public institutions will yet be worthy of comparison with those of our older and wealthier neighbors. Miss May whose health has of late not been of the best, started last Friday week for Montana, where she will probably remain for some time. She will not return until the change has worked a decided improvement. Last Sunday at St.

Paul's Church Miss Hattie Wheat sung for offertory "There is a Green Hill Far Away," by Gounod. Miss Wheat's voice gains continually in volume and is a ontralto of rare quality and flexibility. The solo was beautifully rendered, all the b-auty of expression in the sweet old song of which we never tire being brought out with great pathos and feeling. The extensive preparations which have been made for the new male choir ire at last completed, and that body its place in the church this morning. Great results are expected from this change and there will doubtless be a large concourse of people to witness ithe initial work of the new choir.

This evening there will be a service entirely choral, without a sermon, in which the choir will shine to the full extent of its ability. These choral services are to be held once a month and are to be called "choir night." The entire choir ill be robed, even the ladies who have been retained to assist in the work. About sixteen voices are so far enrolled, and as Mr. Miel is firm in his determination to make this the leading choir of its kind on the coast there will, without doubt, be an increase in the membership from now on. Of the old choir these are retained Mrs.

John Moynahan, first soprano; Miss Pearl Jackson, second soprano: Miss Hattie Wheat, contralto; Mr. Owens and Mr. Lovdal, Messrs. Coffman. Arnold, and in fact all of the gentlemen.

The programme has been prepared with great care and will be followed with deep interest by those who have been aware of the movement for a number of weeks past, as well as those who now learn of it for the first time. Mrs. Pinkham will, as before, preside at the organ, and the music will be under the direction of the rector. Gertie and Clara Arnold have a thoir A letter from a friend in Portland gives us news of our old friend Kinross of local fame. The letter reads: "Went to the theater last night and beheld Kinross in the orchestra.

He is leader and it seemed quite natural to see him wielding the baton. He is also leader of the band or orchestra that plays in the court of the Hotel Portland two evenings a week during the sumnvr months. I don't know whether the con- Kinross seems to be more among the Portlandites than be nmm with us. since he has curbed his r- spirit for so long a time in the com- cess full "carried on father's busi- and has gone to San Francisco. Miss I Schwamb was brought up in our midst and has a large circle of friends who rejoice sincerely in her new-found hap- piness, and wish her every joy in her married life.

Life seems to be made up of vicissipleasant DAIDY STTNDAY, OCTOBEK IT, IS9T. SOCIAL GOSSIP. surprises and disappointments, the latter from the standpoint of many, alas! seeming to largely predominate. Wedding bells have scarcely ceased their joyful vibrations till we are forced sorrowfully to pause and listen to the passing bell of some beloved friend. The sudden taking away of Ed.

Leitch has been a shock that many of us will not recover from for many a day to come. A young man of even and cheery disposition, whose pleasant word of greeting for every one was often heard among us; of good morals and sterling character, pleasant address and the kindest of hearts absence will be keenly and sorrowfully felt by every one who knew him. He was one of a large family of family very much united the broken link in this chain of fraternal love will be almost insupportable. E. M.

Leitch, father of the unfortunate young man, is well known among us. and it is said his son's sudden death was a sad stroke to him. one under which he will find it hard to bear himself with any degree of composure. Young Leitch was buried last Monday. Rhys Thomas of the Tivoli Grand Opera Company is talking seriously of organizing a company to come to Sacramento for a week or so of opera here.

If the scheme is carried out the operas selected will probably be those that have never been presented here before. If Mr. Thomas takes a movement of this kind in hand, it goes without saying that the company will be composed of first-class artists, and since opera is a luxury to which we Sacramentans are not often treated I think most of us would hail the advent of a good company with genuine delight. Many of the good voices lately heard by San Franciscans in grand opera will be at liberty for a time at the close of the grand and it might be possible to secure some of these for our benefit, since many of us would have no other opportunity of hearing them. Mrs.

E. R. Hamilton spent four or five days of the past week with friends in San Francisco. There was a pleasant little scene enacted at the freight offices at Front and streets one day last week, the occasion being the presentation to L. H.

Gray of a little remembrance from his associates in the office on his departure from among them. The remembrance vas in the shape of a gold locket, in the center of which was set a diamond. On the reverse side was neatly engraved: "To L. H. Gray from Fellow Clerks, 1897." There was, as a matter of course.

fmuch congratulation and handshaking, and in his sojourn in the part of the Stae Mr. Gray will have a constant and delicate reminder of his Southern Pacific friends in Sacramento. Cards have been issued by the Saturday Club that read as follows: "Saturday Club, at Home, Thursday. October 21st, 1830 street, 3 to 5 o'clock." There has been a great deal of questioning of late, in fact ever since the Signal Corps went into camp, as to "What has become of George Byron's horse?" Thereby hangs a tale not of the common order. A dark and mysterious gloom seems to enshroud the fate of that unfortunate animal.

Whether he is still enjoying the pastoral privileges that constitute the ideal life of this particular species of quadruped, or has been spirited away to the place where all good horses go, is a question that is still rankling in the breasts, not only of the Signal Corps, but of the owner of the unfortunate beast. It teems that the hire of the afore-mentioned animal was secured by the corps at the stipend of per day, for camping purposes. So far so good. At the breaking of camp the animal was given over to Sergeant Watkins' tender and was by him escorted to the Byron stables. The Byron family were at the time in the mountains the thread of the narrative seems to come to an abrupt ending.

Watkins evidently credited the animal with more than the usual amount of sagacity usually to beast creation, and turned Mr. Horse loose to find his way to his owner's as best he might. This he evidently failed to do, and now there is a case of settlement on hand between Mr. Byron and the Signal Corps. Mr.

Byron wants, naturally enough, to know what has become of his horse, and in the event of an unsatisfactory answer to this demand, he mentions usually that the horse was worth about $80. and there is the price of his aire to be settled. The boys think it ia a great joke on Watkins, but the Sergeant in some way does not see the Mrs. Cora A. Merritt, Department Inspector of the W.

R. who spent two days during the past week on official business in our city, has continued her pour north, and will take In all the towns where Relief Corps have been Mrs. Merritt's home is in Oakland, and during her stay in Sacit she was the guest of Miss Shields at her home, 1523 The Sacramento Oratorio Society has al started out on its career. A meeting was held last Thursday evening, J. Hamilton Howe being present, and the results were most promising to the future welfare of the society.

It is rumored that changes are in or: at the McNeill Club, and in the nt of the departure of the present leader and director. Henry Thompson, a prominent vocalist of San Francisco may be elected to take his place. The matter is still in abeyance, but will be settled in the near future, and if the aforementioned professional is elected to the position the society will lose nothing by the change. Saint Andrews' Episcopal Mission has at last, through the instrumentality of Bishop Graves, been legally organized, and the Rev. Mr.

Johnson of Auburn will preach to the parish every Sunday night. Sufficient funds have been subscribed and the little mission, which has so far proven itself possessed of a vood fund of pluck and go-aheadii tiveness, will open formally under the new auspices to-night. Saint Andrews' has already a large following, and the determined spirit already exhibited by the parishioners promises a great deal for its future success. At St. Paul's to-day the services will be sung for the first time by the new vested choir of men.

At the morning service Thayer's splendid "Te Deum" for male voices will be given, and an elaborate setting of the Veniito by Rev. C. L. Miel. The evening service will be notable as marking the fust "choir night." These choir nights will be similar to those that have obtained I such celebrity in connection with the male choir of Grace Church, San Frant cis.

In place of a sermon a programme sacred music will be given. The special numbers for to-night are: "The Holy City" J. A. Owens; I "Communion" (Orison), organ, Mrs. i Pinkham; "The Lord of Ages" (Holt), Mrs.

Moyrtihan; "Turn Thy Face from jMy Sins" (Attwood), quartet for mixed voices, and "Fear Not Ye, Israel" (Buck), Horace Crocker. Besides this there will be full choral service, with two glorious settings of the "Magnificat" and "Nunc Woodward's beautiful anthem, "The Radiant Morn," for male voices, and a new benediction hymn by Mr. Miel for a. quintet of men. POLLY OLIVER.

GENERAL BENJAMIN F. TRACY. Republican Nominee for Mayor of Greater New York. The Republicans have nominated for Mayor of Greater New York Hon. Benjamin F.

Tracy, who was Secretary of the Navy under President Harrison. General Tracy is from the same town and county as Senator Piatt, and is a law partner of Mr. Piatt's son. He is a native of Tioga County and achieved his early successes at Owega. He is now 07 years of age.

At 21 he was admitted to the bar and at 24 was District Attorney of Tioga County. In 1801 he was sent to the Legislature. The following year be went to Binghampton and organized three regiments. One of these, the Three Hundred and Ninth, he lead to the front. At the end of the war he established himself In New York for the practice ot law and has been very successful.

He was counsel for the defense in the Beecher-Tilton trial. In 1881 he was candidate for Mayor of Brooklyn, but withdrew in favor of Seth Low. In 1889 he was made a member of Mr. Harrison's Cabinet. His wife and daughter lost their lives in a fire at his residence in Washington.

JUDGE R. A. VAN WYCK. Tammany's Candidate for Mayor of Greater New York. The Democratic Convention has been held and Judge Robert A.

Van Wyck has been chosen as their candidate for Mayor of Greater New York. Justice Van Wyck is a bachelor, 46 years old, and is one fthe most popular politicians in the great city. He is a descendant on his father's side of the seventh generation of Cornelius Barents Van Wyck, who came to New Netherlands in 1050 from the town of Wyck, in Holland. Robert A Van Wyck attended school only a short time, hen he determined to enter on a life of business, and became an errand boy. After serving as clerk for five years he returned to his studies, and 1872 he graduated from Columbia College at the head of a class of 124.

He entered on his duties on the Justice's bench in 1889. After the election of 1889 he protested in Tammany Hall and charged the Democratic leaders of being responsible for the defeat of General Hancock. It resulted in his leaving the Tammany organization at that time. Pluribus Unum." We are indebted to John Adams for our National motto, Pluribus Unum." While he was Minister to England, Sir John Prestwick suggested it to Mr. Adams as a good motto to indicate the union of the colonies.

It was submitted to Congress and adopted by Act of Congress June, 1782. The eagle in its beak bears a ribbon on which is the motto. In the early days of its use the eagle bore also in its talons a bundle of thirteen arrows; but when, in 1811. a new seal was made to take the place of the old one, which had become worn, only six arrows were placed in the talons. Whether this change was ordered by law or not is not known.

The o'd Latin motto was in use in England as far back as 1730 on the "Gentleman's Nicholas. A Deadlier Weapon. Mosely knew you wouldn't git anything at that house. But wot did ye run fur w'en the woman came to the door? I thought you had faced too many of 'em to be skeered off by a woman's tongue. Tuffold Knutt wazn't afeerd of her tongue, but she came at me with a Tribune.

For the Record-Union. THE HILLS OF GOLD. mighty Empress of the West, O. California, regal one' Dost know how there was raised and blessed The greatest, fairest 'neath the sun? How crowned with star linked unto star Till thy imperialty shone afar? Throned as thou art upon thy throne Backed by the sunset's gorgeous tide, With at thy feet a half-world sown With stately ships, whose wings, spread wide, I Have borne them here to pay to thee World's homage and world's Seeing the shine of spire and dome Where once obtained the tawny sand.s— Seeing new glory out of Rome, New temples out of Incas' I And learning that thy grandeur's power Is not the bubble of an hour. Beholding, up th' imperial stair, Still rising, thy urulimming fame.

As it has risen since the bear From his Sierras growled thy name, And 'gainst the pulsing, western sky His shaggy image cast on high. Knowing that thou art fair and great And 'dowered with a seemly grace, A queen beside her golden gate The sun of empire in her face! Knowing thy giory thus, canst see What built thy fame enduringly? Dost know what spake thee o'er the foam Of broad Atlantic's rolling flood? What cried thee in the streets of Rome. Through Russian snow and English wood What winged thy name as magic's word Where Switzeriand's shepherd watched his herd? Erst where were meadows sweet tinmown, In season due, the sickles sing; Erst where the forests stood unhewn, Hark ye the woodman's thundering! Erst where the sovereign sea ruled all. Swift sails and trades' impatient call! And to thee, with each rising sun, Some newer honor takes its way; some greater glory thou hast won. Mid wisest worlds, more wise than Or poet, with melodious lip.

Giant in art or statesmanship! Yet once thou layest here forlorn And called the world and bade it come; The nomad winds laughed by in scorn To hear the else were dumb- All dumb And dumb didst thou, with tears, Hold thy lone tenantry of years. Vague rumors waitdered. now and then. Borne by the wind, like winged seeds, To thy lone tales of men Who lived by fierce, barbaric deeds, And 'mong them came a tale to thee Of Kahn, the Lord of Tartary! Thine not to know its very truth. Thine but a vague, uneasy shade; The clash of arms, the deeds of ruth.

That mark war's crimson cavalcade. Then cries whose fierceness signs the hour Another king-stem speeds to flower! Then that great moaning, restless slave, Who humbly washed thy fair, white feet, Told thee one day how to its grave He had sent down a noble fleet; A fleet equipped for some war He shattered it around Japan! But not, not all. Some ships he drove Where ne'er before such keels had sped; To where strange sky did hang above And unknown stars shone overhead, To where the gold gleamed in the Unto a land like thy fair land! how thy heart throbbed at this tale And how thy longing leaped anew. And how thou searched for hull or sail, The changeless meadows of the blue. Searched till thine eyes refused to see, Then wept in lonely misery! But after long and bitter years Thou ceased to weep, did half forget.

For naught did answer to thy tears And hope's last star, unlighted. set. And heart stood day Strange beings to thy bowers did stray. Whence came they? By what forceful wind Were they detached from what great tree? What did they sock. what leave behind, And whence their beings mystery? Ask not of them! The tales they told But dusk's dim figures did unfold! Dim figures! Yet thou half did guess The nursing fancy set The Incaian throne, and conquerless, Plumed Montezuma's coronet.

Then by a smoky, high-held torch Saw wreck and Spain's adventurers march! And then thou waited: waited torn With joy and fear, for well knewert thou That some calm eve. or some sweet mom. Would see the wide-winged Thy gardened waters; and record The flutt'ring flag, th' annointing swordi And then, oh Empress! dost recall How eves discerned Against the night's descending pall. The sail of Spain that to thee turned, And in a beauteous bay was furled As stars burst o'er the Orient world? Cabrillo! For 'twas he that came To seek, to conquer and to take: Who heedful of his master's fame. Braved death for his ambition's sake.

And winning much, yet gave it all To Spain, forgetting Portugal! Dost thou remember him? And too, The Prince of Dreams, the Knight of Blood, Cortez. the chief adventurer, who Himself once sought thy golden flood. And (it was ere Cabrillo sailed) Stirred by La Paz, he sought And England's son. where fate unkind, Yet qxiite consistent by mistake Denied high fame, made strangely Was it because his name was Drake? And carried by that bay of fame That lay hid till Portala came. Portala, with his priests and slaves.

Who, wearied by their journey long. Were joyed thus to see the waves. And seeing, knelt in prayer and song. And singing, saw with visioned eyes The triumphs of their dreams arise. Ah.

old Dolores! Mute and gray And pilfered of thy golden tongue! What high ambition marked the day Of him, who reared t.iy walls and hung Thy mystic bells; whose trust sublime Hath perfumed all the aisles of time! Rememberest Empress? That kind face That came as thnj so softly stirred. Dost thou recall the sweetne.s3, grace, Of him who spake redempiion word? Who Christ's erebearing lava confessed And crossed the storm tide's foaming crest. To plant, within the hearts of thorn Who, child-like, worshipped at the sea. (Idoltrous faith!) the magic stem Cut from the Old World Christian tree The tree that bore the fateful flower Destined- to haste that tragic hour. When, greedy with the lust of lands.

And cruel with his quenchless greed. The Gringo should take from their hands Their gifts; nor pausing once to heed Their slow demur, usurp their throne And bend their proud wills to his own. That deed, and those that followed fast Upon it, as blame follows That deed shall know no screening past But flaunt eternally its shame. Oh progress! how canst thou be proud, Whose robe hath served a nation's shroud? And Empress, dost thou still recall How then thy pow'r, thy pride, awoke To harken to that great footfall Which echoed like a thunder-stroke? The tread of one whose name doth shine. Who marshaled all the world in line? That man! Ah.

Empress, until he Cried out that thou wert fortune's queen. The world that thou so wished to see Might still have been unknown, unseen. And years might have gone down e'er fame Were more than dreams about thy name! Rememberst thou? And how thou then Didst rise and mock the sun's bright beam; The light of all the world to men. Their love, their lure, their golden dream. Their Mecca, 'hind the mounts of And dost thou know why it was bo? Thy hills of gold, it was, that spoke! Thy hills of gold, it was, they heard; Where London raved 'neath fog and smoke, Where lazy Paris smiled and stirred.

Or, where, behind her haunted seas, Rome sat, the prey of memories! Unto thy hills of gold it The world that thou hast called of eld; With magic sign of smoke and riame Till thy astounded eyes beheld Young cities and a white winged fleet And nations toiling at thy feet! Where built the southland's dusky son His wigwam by the quiet stream; Where in his boat he moved upon Its breast as men move in a Behold! how swift the change that fell! The pick-stroke shattered nature's spell! And wrought another! aye. it wrought, A grander spell than nature's own; A spell of hot, fierce life that caught And shook the world and thou did moan With thy delight, and rose, and turned Full to the world, a face where burned. Empire! aye, in truth of God, Empire, Empire, such as none May yet conceive, we break the sod And plant, and wait on rain and sun. E'en so they planted in thy breast Oh, Mighty Empress of the West! IRVING HOFFMAN. A WONDERFUL ACHIEVEMENT.

The Method by Which a Deaf and Blind Boy Was Taught. William T. Ellis a paper for the St. Nicholas," on "Helen Keller and Tommy Stringer," telling how the well-known blind girl secured means for the education of a little boy similarly afflicted. By personal appeals to the public Helen raised a sufficient sum to send little Tommy Stringer to the Kindergarten for the Blind at Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts.

Mr. Ellis says of his education at this institution: Thither, on April 10, 1891, came "Baby Tom," as Helen called this fiveyear-old child. It aws a pitiful spectacle that greeted his Boston friends when the boy was brought to the kindergarten. His life had been spent mostly in bed (it was the easiest place to care for him), and he could not walk at all, nor even stand with confidence. Of signs for indicating his wants he had none.

He was as a little beast, tearing and destroying his own clothes and all else destructible that was within his reach. His temper and stubbornness were fearful. To the appalling task of giving the first rays of light to this child Helen and her teacher set themselves until a permanent instructor could be secured. With almost inconceivable patience and lore, kind friends began the education of this untutored mind. The lessons of discipline, regular habits and obedience had to precede and accompany the teaching of manual speech.

How could this child, who had not the remotest conception of any sort of language, be taught to talk? The method, simply stated, was this: Every time that bread was given to him the letters "b-r-e-a-d" were formed in the manual alphabet on the boys' own fingers, and also in his hand, by the fingers of his teacher. Again and again this was repeated thousands of It was slow work The mind had lain too long without knowledge to receivt easily the idea of speech. Even after the teachers were sure that Tom understood the definite connection between word "bread" and those finger motions, he refused to use his knowledge, because of his strange perversity. At last, after nine'months of teaching and waiting, the little fingers voluntarily spelled "b-r-e-a-d," and the beginning had been made. Other words soon followed, and ere long the mystery of speech was comprehended.

Tom took his place in the kindergarten classes and learned all that was tauaht the other boys. Reading, writing, arithmetic, sloid, gymnastics and other studies were undertaken; and to-day, in almost all respects save such as are entirely dependent upon eye and ear, he is as well educated as the average boy of his years. Helen remained only a short time at the kindergarten, assisting in the teaching of her charge. Before long she removed to another city, and while her interest in him continued unabated, she was unable to be with him or to meet him. Literary Shrines of Manhattan.

Material New York is both large and great; its dimensions are vast, its wealth is enormous, its commercial power is immeasurable, its better streets and structures are grand and Imposing, the richest realities upon the planet lie within its limits. But, for those who can discern it, there is a greater New York, replete with glorious memories and big with thoughtful suggestions, which dwarfs and subordinates the material vastness and opulenc city redolent of letters, of history, of romance, of poetry. Some subtle sense may enable us to see, beneath the mammoth edifices, the modest homes of the pioneers of cis-Atlantic literature, within the twilight of canyon-like passages roofed by railways and dominated by multi-storied structures), the quiet streets where walked generations of thinkers; to hear upon the pave, and the clamor of the modem Babel, the re-echoing footfalls of men whose memory the world will not let die. In the older section of the city every tpd pressed by our pilgrim feet becomes sacred ground when we heed its suggestions of the past, its associations with the lives and works of the luminaries who here created for the young Republic a place and a name in the world of letters; memories of the "Dutch Herodotus," "Knickerbocker, pervade the ancient thoroughfares: Halleck and Woodworth hallow Wail street: Broadway is sung by Willis and Drake: the shade of Clarke stalks in City Hall F. Wolfe, in Lippincott's.

New Orleans. Three civilizations French, the Spanish and the blended in forming New Orleans, the French always dominating in blood, manners and customs. The ideals oi" the French gentry and nobility were introduced as far as they were practicable in a young colony by the Sieur de Bienville, the "father of New Orleans," and paramount in its development they stamped it with a chrism of distinction up to the time of our civil war, but the spell which ultimately will make over all American cities into one likeness is now at work there. As yet, however, along with the inherent cosmopolitanism of New Orleans, a strong local flavor is perceptible, and a distinctive civic temperament attracts the attention of the student of sociology. The natives take a light-hearted, childlike pleasure in their Mardi Gras festivities: their ordinary street manners are so amiable and kindly that a welldressed lady may wander alone through the poorest parts of the city without disagreeable notice from loafer or urchin; but this suavity covers a powerful undertow.

Suddenly by a turn of the current the will of New Orleans can show itself to be fierce and irresistible in carrying a point; if the wheels of justice tarry in supporting the people, blade and revolver will be brought into use without hesitation to accomplish the end A. Doughty in Lippincott's. What Did Lulu Mean? Lulu should get him to sign the pledge before you marry him. Baba he doesn't drink. but he may be tempted to do so later.

Traveler. PART 9 TO 16. ESCORT TO THE COLOR. One of the Most Impressive of All Military Observances. Lieutenant B.

W. Atkinson, U. S. writes an article on "The -Escort to the Color" for the "St Nicholas." Lieutenant Atkinson says: There is nothing that more conduces to make a good, true and loyal soldier than to inculcate in him love and respect for the flag he has sworn to uphold and defend. To bring about this end, there are certain ceremonies the army that are intended to impress the wearers of the uniform with the dignity of the flag.

One of these ceremonies is called the "Escort to the Color," and it is the finest and most impressive of all military observances. Every regiment carries two flagstone the national, the other the regimental, which carries the number and name of the regiment. These flags are kept at the residential quarters of the ColonH, or at his office, where they are zealously cared for. It is when the regiment parades, and these flags are to be brought to the troops, that the escort to the color is carried out. When the regiment has formed line on the parade, the Colonel details a company to bring the colors and escort them to their place in the line.

The company marches in column oi platoons, headed by the band, which does not play as the march down the front of the line is made. The two Color- Sergeants, old and faithful soldiers appointed to these desired places by reason of long service and military bearing, march between the two platoons. Upon arriving in front of the building where the flags are kept, line is foimed, the band standing on the right of the escort. The First Lieutenant, with drawn sword, followed by the two Color-Sergeants, who are followed in turn by a Sergeant armed with a rifle, enter the building and receive the flags. When the color-bearers appear, followed by the Lieutenant and the Sergeant, they halt at the entrance and form line, facing the escort.

Arms are presented, and the field music (the trumpeters) sound a thrilling call named "to the color," during the sound of which all stand motionless with arms at present. After the sounding of the color has ended, arms are brought to the order, and the column of platoons is reformed, the two Color-Sergeants taking places between the two platoons; and, thus guarded, the march is taken up, the band playing a spirited air. Around the shady main avenue of the post marches the escort, each soldier erect and appearing as if he felt that the flags were intrusted to him alone instead of to the company of which he forms so small a part. How each man steps out to the strains of the march, probably Sousa's inspiring "Stars and Stripes Down past the officers' quarters, the porches of which are filled with the wives', daughters and sweethearts of the officers parading, goes the escort. The respect for the Hag is not confined to the wearers ol the army blue; for as the escort passes each house, these true and loyal women cease their talk, and stand quietly till the flag has passed, when the interesting discussion or the latest news is resumed.

Past a group of enlisted men not required to attend the parade marches the escort. Each man stands "attention," and removes his cap. A group of small boys at play is next passed. Every one, a true soldier's son. stands, cap in hand, till Old Glory has passed.

I have seen, this same small boy grow through the "Point." and command one of the platoons in the escort after graduation, and maybe in the same company commanded by his father. This march around the post has at last brought the escort opposite the right of the line of paraded troops, when the Colonel commands attention, and down the line passes the glittering guard. On reaching a point in the front of the center of the parade command, the escort forms line facing the regiment, the two Color-Sergeants marching to the front till twelve paces front of the Colonel and his staff. Arms are then presented to the flags by command of the Colonel, and while the trumpeters again sound "to the color" the flags are allowed to fly to the breeze, the lances are lowered in acknowledgment of the "present." and now the moment is one to fill the soul of every lover of his country with a thrill that is indescribable. The 38k and tasseled flags, caught by the rays of the sun, shine and glisten in front of the solid ranks of blue-and-gold uniforms massed across the deep green sward of the parade picture difficult for any pen to portray.

After the sounding of the color, tho two Sergeants march to their places in the parade; and the escorting company, having faithfully carried out its sacred duty, now wheels into column of platoons, and headed by the band with inspiring music, proceeds on down the line and around in the rear of the regiment, whence, without music, it goes to its proper place in the line, and the formal dress parade is begun. After parade the color guard escorts the flags to the place here they are preserved. A Distinction and a Difference. Mrs. the remark, Mrs.

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