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CASTELLAN E’S ANCESTOR.
me: oi.n marcchal war a ter
ror TO THE PREACH ARMY.
Up Was a Hunchback, anti Frrnrb
Aoltllrrs Mill Aina of Ilia l)rc<l*—lf
the Yoons Count la l.lke Him Ml*.
Gonltl Will lip Re|it Bmj.
Paris Letter in Cincinnati Enquirer.
The Comte de Casteilane, Miss Gould's
Intended husband, is not to be compared
with his ancestor, the celebrated Mare
chal, but if there Is any truth In the prov
erb, "tails pater, tails filius” (such father,
such aon), Mme. la Comtesse de Caste
lane will have a steady Job on her hands.
The old mareehal died In 1862, and the sol
diers of the French army have not yet
forgotten his memory. Indeed, they are
singing to-day when the bugle sounds
at the approach of a general, the tune
composed sixty years ago in honor of
Castellano. The words are not exceeding
ly beautiful, but they give a fair idea of
the opinion the soldiers had of the mare
chal.
"Viola Castellano qul passe
Tout tor du, tout bossu.
Tout bancal, tout mal fichu.”
Which means, as near as It is possible
to translate anything:
"Here is Casteilane passing,
Twisted, hunchback,
Limping, badly put up.”
The piece Is much longer, but rather
hard to print. The mareehal offered 10.000
francs to the author If he would give his
name. But the soldier-poet was not over
anxious to be introduced to Casteilane.
who would have added to the reward a
little sentence of six months in Jail. Na
poleon 111. discovered, nevertheless, the
name of the composer, who was no other
than Gen. Pellssler, afterward a mare
chal de France also. Pellssler has left
in the army the reputation of a practical
joker of the worst kind; It appears that
he owed his epaulettes of colonel to Cas
tellans, who forgot the circumstances of
the appointment and asked him one day
in presence of the assembled military who
was the "fool responsible for his promo
tion to the command of a regiment.”
"Yourself, Mareehal,” answered Pells
sler. A roar of laughter from the ranks
of the soldiers followed, as could be ex
pected, and Casteilane was so angry that
he concluded to exterminate every one of
them With that noble object In view
he ordered a sham battle, during which
Pellssier’s regiment of Infantry was ord
ered to swim across the Adour, a river
near the city of Tarbes. A dozen soldiers
were drowned, and the emperor, to avoid
a repetition of the experiment, ordered
Pellssler to go to Algeria with the troops
of his command. Napoleon never doubted
that Casteilane- would have kept his
word. He knew him as well as anybody
else, and for this reason sent him to
1-yons, whose population at one time in
tended to rebel against the imperial gov
ernment. The little mareehal made his
appearance In that city one delightful
morning, and the' first thing he did was
to place a battery of 200 guns on an emi
nence commanding the view of the most
populated quarters of Lyons. The guns
were loaded and ready for action. Then
he parade the balance of the troops,
about 40,000 soldiers, on the Place Belcour,
and delivered to the crowd, who were
anxious to obtain a glimpse of him, a
very short speech, which has remained
historical:
“I understand,” he said, “that you have
the Idea of overthrowing the government
of his majesty the Emepror Napoleon 111.
I want you to know that I will tolerate
no nonsense. You eee these 200 guns.
They are loaded to the muzzle, and If I
hear a single mouse creating a disturb
ance I will bombard Lyons and set fire to
every corner of the city. Now make for
your homes and double quick.”
"The crazy fool.” remarked the mayor;
"he would do exactly what he has said."
The disturbing element of Lyons kept
perfectly quiet, as it was not doubted that
CastpUane would have been true to hU
word.
The salary of the mareehal amounted to
80,000 francs a year, to which his wife
added cheerfully 50,000 other francs for the
privilege of not living with him. One
peculiarity of Casteilane was that no one
ever saw him without being In full dress
uniform, with his baton, the Insignia of
his dignity, In hand, and the big hat,
adorned with feathers, squarely planted on
his head. The soldiers used to say that
the mareehal slept w-lth his boots and
•purs on, and even when he took a bath he
kept hla hat on, bo as to Impress hla at
tendant with Uie respect duft to the highest
dignity belonging to the army. No wonder
that "Madame la Marechal" was not over
anxious to keep company with her hus
band. But Castellane did not mind that
at all. He managod to keep busy as long
as he lived. He kept others in hot water
all the time. One of his favorite amuse
ments was to organize a small army of
street urchins and order them to plunder
a confectionary. The owner of the place
would naturally attempt to repulse the
invaders and a regular battle was always
the result, under the leadership of Cas
tellane. The emperor Interfered on several
occasions, but the Marechal, for some
causes of his own, dtd not care very much
about the authority of Napoleon 111. He
paid the damages out of his own pocket,
and thought that it was more' than suffi
cient, as long as he consented to remain
away from Paris, where his wife resided at
the imperial court.
It would require too much space to re
call the numerous pranks of Castellane,
but the character of the man who proved
to be such a holy terror to the soldiers
wherever he went, deserves more than a
passing notice. Many legends have been
circulated about him, but he has done
enough to deserve mention in the annals
of the army as a historical figure, although
he never fought a single battle. How
did he obtain the rank of marechal?
Through what mysterious agencies did he
come into possession of the numerous
crosses adorning his uniform? No one
seems to know. The various deeds re
corded in his biography are confined la
the tricks played by him on soldiers and
officers alike. “Young man," he would say
to the sentinel on duty at his door, “leave
your gun against the wall and go across
the street and buy me a few cigars; there
is a napoleon.” On returning the sentinel
would find the marechal in possession of
the gun and was sent to jail for deserting
bis post.
There is one ball given by Castellane
which the inhabitants of Lyons will not
forget for a long time. The marechal had
noticed that a second lieutenant of Cuir
assiers was in love with a young lady, the
only daughter of a rich silk manufacturer
of the city. The lieutentant being poor, a
marriage was out of the question—that is.
every one thought so, except Castellane,
who concluded to have the young couple
married, and Just for the fun of it, as he
stated afterward. Therefore, he organ
ized a great ball, to which he invited the
officers of the gabrlson and the aristocratic
people of Lyons. The lieutenant was
among the guests, and during the ball the
marechal Introduced him to the young
lady, with the object of inducing them to
dance together. Everything went well,
but about midnight the bugle was heard
calling the officers to the barracks for a
general alarm. At that very time Castel
lano was entertaining the young lady In
one of the side parlors, surrounding the
feallroom. He told her to wait a few mln
ute*. as he wanted to give some orders.
The officers we re leaving for the bar
no ks as quickly as possible. When the
lieutenant reached the door a captain of
the staff stopped him and brought him
back to the mareehal, who sent him back
to the side parlor with the young lady.
Before he had the slightest notion of what
was done the doors were promptly closed
on them. The civilians, not knowing the
cause of the alarm sounded in the bar
racks, left the ball shortly afteh the de
parture of the officers.
No one could give at that time a single
bit of information about the disappear
ance of the young lady, whose parents
were exceedingly worried. Dame Humor
had it at once that she had eloped, and
the police were notified to be on the alert
The pneitjon in which the lieutenant was
placed could hardly be realized. He tried
the doors; they were fastened, and, fur
thermore, a sentinel was posted on the
outside under the window. The young
lady cried during the whole night, not
withstanding the efforts of the officer to
pacify her. About 9 o’clock in the morn
ing it was stated by the newspapers that
a lieutenant of cuirassiers was reported
absent from the barracks.
There was certainly an elopment. The
father of the missing girl then called on
(’astallane, who told him that it was use
less to be alarmed. Of course, they must
be married to avoid scandal; Indeed, It
was the only possible solution. The mar
riage ceremony took place a few weeks
after, and the lieutenant, through a pro
tection extended to him by the -Mareehal.
obtained favor at the court of Napoleon,
his young wife being appointed a lady of
honor. She is now with ex-Empress Eu
genie. As for the lieutenant, he was killed
during the Franco-German war, at the
head of a regiment of which he was
colonel.
It should be Inferred that Casteilane
never fell the victim of his own practical
jokes. Many a time he received the Just
reward of his Impudence. The daughter
of one of his aides-de-camp slapped him
once In the face In public. She was a
pupil of the military school of h nt.
Denis for young ladles, and she insisted
upon challenging the mareehal. who be
came the laughing stock of the whole
French army.
Young Casteilane, It Is said, has inher
ited some of the eccentricities of the old
mareehal; In all probability the name he
bears has a good deal to do in the prem
ises. The comic papers publish at Inter
vals that a woman, whose name is Annie
Rooney deserves to be sent to the peni
tentiary for life. The chances are that
the name of Casteilane enjoys the same
privilege. The mareehal was a marquis
by right; but he swore that he would not
wear the title and he did not. signing al
ways Castellano short, even suppressing
the prefix de. Another famous general,
Galllfet, followed the example of Castei
lane. with the difference that he took
the oath in enlisting Jn the army as a
private to sign Marquis de Galllfet only
when he could write below "General of
Division.” It took him twenty years to
attain the stars; but, unlike Casteilane,
he gained all his grades from corporal to
general on the battlefield.
AK ELECTRIC CARRIAGE.
A Boston Man's Break That Can
Travel Twenty Miles nn Hour.
From the Springfield Republican.
People of this vicinity are soon to see
what many bava prophesied would ere
long come to pass—electricity practically
applied as a motive power to a gentle
man's private carriage. This first step—
and it is a long and bold one—has been
made by a gentleman of this city, who
has for a long time been making good use
of his ample means in experiments to
this end. About a year ago he made his
first attempt, but it did not prove success
ful. In this last trial of the principle he
has called to his aid a carriage builder
and an electrical engineer, and the result
Is most gratifying. Just before the last
heavy storm the carriage was driven into
the city from Brookline and around some
of the thoroughfares at the West End.
Boston Is not by any means the first
city to boast an electric carriage. In both
Germany and France they have been in
use for some little time, and promenaders
on Fifth avenue in New York have re
cently been watching two as they careered
along that fashionable way. There can
be no doubt, however, about Boston's first
electric carriage being fully the equal of
any of tile others In style or equipment,
for nothing has been spared to make It a
model of its kind. In form it is a handsome
break designed to carry upon its three
seats seven persons. It is not easy to see
how, in the present state of the arts, this
carriage could be improved upon. It has
Immense powers, and, it is claimed, can
be steered and managed with the greatest
ease. From ten to twenty miles an hour
it Is estimated can be made with this ve
hicle on ordinary roads with the five
horse power motor with which it is
equipped The batteries—forty-four In
number, arranged in groups of four, so as
to be used singly or all four in connec
tion, are concealed in the body of the car
riage and under the driver’s box. These
cells can be charged from an ordinary
illuminating current. The motor Is lo
cated under the center of the body of the
carriage. The power is applied through
heavy chain sprocket gear attached to each
rear wheel.
The method of steering this vehicle Is
Ingenious. Instead of the forward axle
being pivoted In the center, as In all horse
carriages, the axle In this cose Is sta
tionary. while each forward wheel Is pivot
ed at the collar of the axle, just Inside
the hubs. The wheels thus turn together,
but on Independent centers, at the slight
est turn of the steering bar In the hands
of the driver. All the wheels are pro
vided with ball bearings. This steering
bar, which is not unlike that used on
bicycles, is located a little to the right of
the center of the space before the box, and
beside it, on the whip side, are the two
little levers by which the power is applied
and the gear reversed. A simple hut pow
erful ratchet brake enables the driver to
control his carriage on a descent. The ar
rangements for starting, reversing, stop
ping and change of power are as perfect
and simple as it is possible to have them.
It is estimated that the total weight of
the carriage Is about two and one-half
tons, while, for the sake of comparison, it
may bo mentioned that a break similarly
built for horses would weigh from 1,500 to
1,900 pounds.—Boston Transcript.
Boston's Elderblo-.v Tens.
From the Hartford Courant.
There are several woman's clubs in
Roston, and the reports of the doings cf
one or another of them are found In the
papers every week. There is one that is
unique in character that does not allow
reports of its proceedings to get Into the
newspapers, and has thus far no public
fame outside Its locality.
It exists in thewuburban town of Rrook
line, and is called "The Elderblow Club."
It is composed entffely of elderly ladies
who meet at the houses of Its members
once a fortnight during the winter sea
son. At each they have a special enter
tainment provided. No one know* what It
is to be in advance except the committee
of arrangements. Sometimes it is a lec
ture, sometimes a concert, sometimes a
reading, or a variety entertainment of
some other character. It is always at
tractive, and the "Elderblow" is alto
gether the most popular social affair in
the place. Admission to the ciub is eagerly
sought, and a class of women who are
generally left out of active social life are
better provided for In this way than any
other.
THE MORNING NEWS: SEN DAY. MARCH 3, 1895.
WOMAN’S PART IN WAR.
SOME ANGELS OF MERCY AAD
SOME SIMPLY FIENDS.
Graphic Stories of the Petroleu.e*.
Shore In the Commune's Reign of
Terror—How Cannes Sylva. quern
of Ko-.imaaia, Succored the j
Atonndrii on the Flrlfl of Battle.
An Artist's Tribute to iVomun't
Devotion anil Heroism.
From the Queen.
The amount of material which preceded I
ages have supplied with reference to ;
"Women on the War Path ’— from Helen j
of Troy and Ed.th, who searched for the
glimpses of an October moon for the dead j
body of Harold, even to the martyred j
Joan of Arch, ar.d innumerable heroines |
of more recent date-might wall occupy l
far more space than is at my command;
hence it is 1 have elected to devote this
pen and pchdil sketch to such women on
the war path as 1 have personally met
wh"n representing the Illustrated Lon
don News and other papers at the front.
The very proud Fetroleuse sends a thrill
of horror through those who can recall
the atrocities she committed in the second
selge of Paris, as described by eye wit
nesses, among whom I, at that time,
found myself. Fortified with absinthe to i
a condition of reckless daring and well !
supplied with petroleum, she sallied forth !
from her squalid attic or caberet, at
lJfellevlUe, CUehy, 0 r some other equally
disreputable suburb, as night closed In,
leaving in her trail death and destruc
tion on every side in that city of ruined
palaces, which the Germans In their at
tack and occupation had so considerately
spared. It was. Indeed, a grim sight to
see her hurrying over the debris, pry
ing and peering into such houses as were
still standing, tor tbs most convenient
means by which to fire, and thus add j
to the rack and ruin round about a feel- j
lng equalled alone by the satisfaction of 1
seeing, as I did, some 7tA) of these aban- j
doned wretches, after the troops had re
taken the city, securely caged, awaiting
Cayenne or execution, in the Orangerle
at Versailles; surely, the fair sex, even
In the reign of terror, could not have ap
peared to more hideous disadvantage than
these women of Paris in the second seige;
though it must never be forgotten that
the highest as well as the lowest motives
actuated French women of all grades at
that time, and that sisters of charity,
vlvandleres, and others who then came
to the fore. Justified one’s adding to the
old proverb, “De monda cst le livre des 1
femme”—specially France. It is. tn fact,
quite a relief to refer to
the heroines I, over and over
again, came across during that, my first
campaign, amongst whom 1 may mention
the daughter of a man of Independent
means, who not only handed over his
entire wealth toward wax expenses, but
also took up arms with his three sons,
ail of whom died In the service of their
country, (while yet in her teens) the dead
patrott’s one remaining child took a sit
uation at a cafe chantant at Havre, where
with the trl- eqkir wrapped about her,
she furthered tit# fcause by nightly sing
ing—sad at heart as she was—patriotic
songs to the enthusiastic soldiery:
amongst whom, by the way, was a young
French-tlreur, whose youthful, well-de
fined features and slim contour were re
marked by everyone, till it was afterward
discovered, when laid low by a bullet,
that this graceful warrior was also a
woman; nor was this by any means an
isolated case during the Franco-Prussian
campaign In which many women were
to thus be found on the war path.
Taking events in the order in which
they happened, I recall a romantic inci
dent which 1 witnessed during the battle
of Beliobea In the Spanish (Carllst) war
of 1874.
One woman alone had remained in that
hotly shelled village of Behobea, the
others having escaped across the fron
tier river, the Biddasoa. Into France.
Maraqueta—for such was her name—
loved, not wisely but too well, a young
Carlist soldier, whom she had almost un
manned by determining thus to remain
with him. She was at last persuaded to
take up a comparatlvtly safe position
on the balcony of a house sltuatet}_ near
the barricade, which, with others, her
lover stoutly defended as our republican
troops swept the streets from end to end
with bayonets and firebrand. Rally upon
rally ensued around the barricade, till,
before her very eyes, he was shot dead—
Maraqueta herself, almost at the same
moment receiving two wounds, a ball
penetrating both the wrists of her clasped
hands. Great us the general excitement
was she was seen to fall by a young
officer of our side; but alas! the house
was already in llames, and the broad
staircase, as he anxiously looked through
the open door, was seemingly enveloped
In a sheet of fire. A woman’s life, how
ever, was in the buiance, and, to be lacon
ic, only a few moments had elapsed be
fore, scorched but undaunted, this bril
liant soldier, returning, rushed past me
with his bleeding, but still breathing,
burden, who was soon being tenderly
cared for by the Red Cross doctors; her
mind, however, had given way, and I
heard when last in Spain that the once
beautiful and much beloved Maraqueta
had become a raving lunatic.
I have seem too, in this same campaign,
women actually supplying skirmishers
whilst fighting with rancla (a cheap na
tive wine), apparently dodging the bullets
as they rushed from man to man. Times
out of number, too, have I also seen them
tending the wounded out in the open,
quite regardless of self, in the hall of lead
with which brutalized troops greeted
them, and by which in many cases they
were sent to their last account, while
engaged in this final act of heroism.
Prior to the Servian war I met with an
amusing experience in connection with
two tribes of gypsies, with one of which I
was then encamped (taking sketches of
gypsy life) near Semlin, in Hungary.
Now, It came about that a feud which
had long smoldered amongst them sudden
ly took the form of a free fight with knives
and bludgeons, while I was in their midst,
necessitating the calling out of the garri
son at Semlin. After a short but sharp en
counter and much bloodshed, they suc
ceeded in bringing it to a close, at the
same time taking back to the town many
prisoners, amongst whom were myself
and a young gypsy amazon, who had been
at the forefront with the bravest In the
recent struggle; and, strange as It may
seem, she and I were, In the confusion,
placed in "durance" (anything but "vile")
together; Indeed, in the most eloquent at
languages—that of the eye—we soon found
ourselves on the best of terms, and when
my presence amongst those gypsies had
been explained, and my release ordered, I
was utterly miserable at being thus sep
arated from my charming fellow-prleoner,
that beautiful brunette.
In Servia I was much with the Red
Cross sisters and doctors, who, as they
always do, distinguished themselves bril
liantly in their self-sacrificing devotion to
the sick and wounded. 1 am here reminded
how on one occasion, when bringing from
Bemendriato Belgrade seventeen maimed
soldiers. 1 effected the Journey partly in a
sort of tumhloiaown steambarge and port
ly in requisitioned wagon*. It was in the
small hours we arrived at Belgrade hospi
tal, yet the Red Cross nurses, already
nearly worn out with fatigue, were lnde-
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fatlgahle in their ministrations to my con
tingent of wounded, wot king throughout
the whole night to alleviate the pain of the
sufferers, among whom may be mentioned !
in this connection, Mrs. White (now Lady
White), the charming wife of the then
representative of the British government
in Belgrade, who was always first and
foremost In the good cause of charity.
As an Instance of ruling passion be
ing strong In death, T may mention the
fact that only two of my charges died;
one on the barge during the Journey, the
other in hospital. When the case of the
latter was found to he hopeless, he was
told by Mrs. White (who spoke Servian)
that If he had any special wish It should,
If possible, he complied with. For some
time he was silent, then, with a bright
smile, ha looked up into her anxiously sym
pathetic face and said, "apples.” 1 at
once rushed out and returned with sev
eral; be seized them with nervous energy
and commenced devouring one ravenous
ly, dying, in fact, in the effort before he
could finish it.
Foremost amongst distinguished women
on the war path was the queen of Rou
manla ("Carmen Silva.”) My first ac
quaintance with this most fascinating sov
ereign was at* the Red Cross hospital at
Bucharest. Conlgsby, the Times corre
spondent, who was with me at the time,
had Just left Phillpopolis, where Lady
Strangford was also devoting her best en
ergies to the succor of the wounded. ’’Tell
me," said her majesty (then Princess
Elizabeth), In excellent English, "how
many beds has l,ady Strangford In her
hospital?" "Forty-eight, your majesty."
"Then toil her ladyship, when next you
see her, Mr. Conigsby, that I have fifty
four.” Her womanly pride raised her
above her social station. “Carmen Sylva”
was six to the good; there was a merry
twinkle in that royal eye.
A romance worth remembering took
place while I was at Plevna, which curi
ously affected the destinies of a certain
tiny damsel, who was found left behind In
a shattered Bulgarian hut by the advanc
ing Russian troops. At the end of the war
this little waif was tenderly cared for and
educated by the officers and nten of the
regiment which had found her, developing
eventually into a lovely and accomplished
girl, who only a few years since married
a dashing young lieutenant of that same
corps, which had been instrumental in
saving her lfe.
Surely fact is stranger than fiction.
Here is yet another instance of a Russian
(cavalry) officer who, having just mar
ried, was about to start on his honey
moon when, war being declared, he was
ordered instanter to the front, whither,
in defiance of military permission, which
could never have* been accorded, his
young wife, circumventing an enormous
number of difficulties, succeeded in fol
lowing him, and where on several oc
casions I saw her riding around the lines,
often drawing fire from the Turkish rifle
pits. She somehow managed to remain,
nevertheless, throughout the greater part
of the seige, much, as her husband told me,
to his ottfn discomfiture, his anxiety for
her safety almost eclipsing his sense of
duty. Non sibi sed patriae; not for him
self was it that he grieved, but for his
country.
There was, by the way, an old female
cook, whOi after the flight of Its landlord,
completely ran a hotel during the shell
ing of Oeorglvo by the Turks, this leath
ery antique, but plucky personage con
fining herself chiefly to the cellars of
the establishment, where she cooked and
otherwise supplied the wants of such offi
cers and correspondents—among whom
were the specials of the Times, Dally
Telegraph, Daily News, Scotsman, etc.—
who were content to take pot luck in
passing a desultory shell fire. Nor was
the poor old soul selfish In this matter,
her hope, by exorbitant charges, being
to benefit her son—the apple of her eye—
a sort of half-dazed, galvanized impulse,
who in terrible trepidation played the
part of waiter, shuddering at everything
which resembled the most distant detona
tion of a shell.
Then there is that other woman to be
found on the warpath who follows in the
wake of carnage, one who concerns her
self rather with the dead than with the
living, whose hopes and aims in life may
he sumed up In the one word—pelf—as
represented by epaulettes and gold lace,
with an occasional watch or signet ring
thrown In; indeed, I have, with reference
■to signet rings, a gruesome memory,
which dates back to 1877. It was the night
after the battle of Zevin, in Asia Minor;
one of my native followers had purchased
from one of these hags of the battlefield,
a massive gold ring with a Russian mon
ogram upon it, at an advanced price, the
proud possessor of this souvenir of the
recent fight, adding that, If I had any
doubt about its genuineness, the gold
eeoker who had appropriated it would
with pleasure supply the finger of the dead
man from whom it had been taken. I was
however, in this case (even with the linger
thrown in) not to be tempted, although
(minus that dead man’s digit) a follow cor
respondent at onoe acquired the relic.
I could ramble on for hours concerning
the Rosicrucians of all nations whom I
have come across on the war path,
amongst whom, conspicuous for their
daring, were the ladies of the Russian
Red Cross during the wrar of 1877. Nor
are individual acts of heroism on the
part of such representative women as
Mrs. Grimwood (fresh In all our memo
ries), or of Mrs. Zohrab, the wife of the
then consul-general at Erzeroum, to be
forgotten. Apart from many personal re
membrances of the latter’s solicitude for
myself when laid low with fever at that
place, the bravery of herself and daugh
ters during the siege was at the time
known throughout the length and breadth
of Asia Minor, since on many occasions
these ladies were in most Imminent dan
ger while ministering to the wants of the
wounded who fell at the front In and
around' Erzeroum.
Once warmed to my theme, memory
overflow's with reminiscences of woman’s
work at the front, but there are editorial
limits I may not overstep; suffice Is to
say, then, the Incidents which 1 (pardon
the necessary first person singular) thus
briefly relate, and the Illustrations
which accompany them, being absolutely
true, I am afforded much satisfaction In
paying this tribute—aa a war artist—to the
seif-sacrificing courage and endurance of
women on the war path.
FEW I.IIIRID IN THE LIST.
A Soldier’s 1)111 of Fare Made Ip of
tin- Mi.iplest Kind of Diet. a
From the Washington Star.
The ration for & soldier in the United
States army considerably exceeds what
is necessary for the support of a man.
It consists for each day of twenty ounces
of pork or bacon or canned beef and
eighteen ounces of soft bread or flour. In
stead of the meat allowance mentioned,
the soldier may have twenty ounces of
fresh beef or twenty-two ounces of salt
beef. In place of the bread or flour he may
have twenty ounces of cornmeal or six
teen ounces of hard braed. But this Is
not all. For every 100 men Uncle Sam al
lows dally fifteen pounds of beans or
peas, eight pounds of roasted coffee, fif
teen pounds of sugar, four quarts of vin
egar, four pounds of soap, four pounds of
salt, four ounces of pepper and a pound
and a half of candle*. If preferred, ten
pounds of green coffee may be had In
stead of the eight pounds of roasted cof
fee, or two pounds of tea afford another
alternative. The ration for troops In the
field Is the same, with the addition of
four pounds of yeast powder to each 100
rations of flour.
The best that can be made of this is a
very simple diet. But Uncle Sam’s sol
diers have a good many luxuries for the
table without e: pense to themselves.
These they procure chiefly in two ways.
Asa rule, they do not draw from the
commissary department nearly all of tho
rations allowed. What is left over is
bought back by the government. This
means that the men get the money value
of the stuff Instead, and with this cash
they buy whatever they want in the way
of delicacies for the mess. Whereas one
man, or two or three together, might
easily usa up the whole of the rations al
lowed, the expenditure per man is greatly
diminished when a whole company has a
mess together, and the saving is propor
tionate. The cash rebate above referred
to is termed “company savings.”
The other way In which the soldiers get
money to spend on delicacies Is through
the "post canteen.” This is a sort of club
managed by the officers of the po*t for
the benefit of the men. It Is a restaurant
and also a shop at which many things
are sold, though the chief sale Is that of
beer. The war department would prefer
that the soldiers should not drink beer,
but they are bound to drink something,
and beer is much less harmful than whis
ky. The profits of the "canteen” are used
for the benefit of the soldiers In various
ways, part of the money being appropri
ated for the purchase of supplies.
Pea soup is manufactured nowadays
in a condensed form for soldiers’ ra
tions. The peas are roasted and ground
fine, seasoning being added, together with
a small quantity of beef extract to serve
the purpos® of stock. Finally the mix
ture is dried and reduced by pressure to
the condition of a yellow solid. This ma
terial may be bought by the quantity for
15 cents a pound, and 100 pounds of it will
make 400 pounds of soup. All that is ne
cessary Is to mix it with water and boll
it in order to make Jt ready for use. Peas
are considerably more nutritious than
be-ef-stealc.
Coffee is put up In the shape of small
lozenges, one of which serves for a cup.
The lozenge has merely to be put Into the
cup, water being poured upon it, and the
coffee is ready for use. A four-ounce
package of lozenges Is sufficient ration for
a man for one month. The lozenges are
made by condensing ordinary coffee made
in the usual way, and then evaporating
it. Condensed eggs are already on the mar
ket in half a dozen forms, prepared by
evaporation.
LOUISE’S LOVE.
The English Princess llailly Smitten
With a Young Parson,
From the Chicago Record.
Canon Duckworth's appointment to the
position of subdean of Westminster Ab
bey, which will lead in due course to his
Inevitable promotion to the fullfledged
deanery of that illustrious fane, a post
more desirable than that of bishop, both
as regards emolument, importance and
prestige, recalls to mind the peculiar cir
cumstances to which this once unknown
but remarkably comely young clergyman
owed his first preferment.
He had been recommended as a sort of
subtutor and coach for young Prince Leo
pold, the queen’s youngest son, at that
time a boy of some 12 years of age. His
Intercourse with the pupil at Windsor
Castle and at Osborne brought him quite
frequently into contact with his royal pu
pil’s prettiest sister, Princess Louise, who
was of a somewhat romantic disposition,
like so many girls of her age, and di
vided her time between equestrianism and
poetry, showing a decided taste for art,
both sculptural and pictorial. The young
parson w’as very good-looking, with clean
cut features, large, dreamy eyes and
curly hair—in fact, the beau-ideal of the
genus curate. In course of time an inti
macy sprang up between the Princess and
Mr. Duckworth, and on the days when
they did not meet letters of a very affec
tionate tenor passed between them. Prince
Leopold playing the part of Cupid's mes
senger./
It Is difficult to say how the affair might
have terminated had not) the flirtation—to
call it by its mildest word—been brought
to the ears of the queen. Her majesty
immediately summoned Princess Louise
to her presence, taxed her with having
forgotten what was due to her royal
rank and to maidenly modesty, and de
manded that she should surrender Mrs.
Duckworth’s letters and photographs and
make a clean breast of the whole affair.
Princess Louise was then, as she is now,
a very high-spirited woman, and instead
of obeying the commands of her mother
and sovereign, she showed tokens of de
fiance and refused to comply with the
queen's wishes. Her majesty thereupon
took to task the other culprit, the young
parson. Him she found far more pliant
than her daughter. I don't know whether
he had before his eyes visions of con
signment to the dark dungeons of the
Tower of London, which was the fate
in mediaeval ages of pleblans who had
dared to raise their eyes to the daughters
of royalty, or whether, perhaps, he was
tired of the little piece of romance in
which he had embarked. Whatever his
motive was, he divulged everything, and
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gave to the queen all the letters and po
etry which he had received from her
daughter, as well as the photographs
indorsed with endearing epithets, the
queen presumably assuring him that he
shoqld not be allowed to suffer for his
having sacrificed his sentiments of af
fection to his feeling of loyalty.
It was Immediately after this that the
queen married off her daughter to the
eldest Bon of the Duke of Argyll, the
Marquis of Lorne.
Mr. Duckworth's career has been an ex
ceedingly prosperous and agreeable one
since then, and, although he has never
since been an active member of the royal
household, his chaplaincy to the queen be
ing merely of an honorary character, he
has been promoted from one lucrative
preferment to another, receiving almost
Immediately after Princess Louise's mar-
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rlage the rectorship of a valuable crowl
living In the outskirts of London, far aw!
from Mayfair, and situated in a localitj
where he was little likely to ever mea
his whilom flame.
To-day he retains many traces of hi!
former comeliness. He does not object t(
being reminded of the fact that that hi
once figured as the hero of a royal lovi
affair, and acted the part of Prirr'
Charming to the loveliest of Engl™
princesses.
Uncle—lf you pass your examJnatiot
I will pay all your debts. .
Student—So you want me to study
ply for the benefit of my creditors.-
F!ieg*ide Blatter. .. , h .
Fragile.—He—Woman Is decidedly t“
weaker vessel. w
She—But I notice man is the one
is always complaining about being bro*
—Detroit Tribune.