THE 'SONG OFTHK 8UCLC. mm at DO yoe hear my onaneoge rlORl D through the Hence of the night Do you hir my slogan e rvr to, Willi mighty fin I it no waving, lleree Joy of hat tin craving, The eagle . Iinntens hy. Como quickly to the reaping, where Ho scyt'm of death Is sweep liiKf And ' h e wheat stands ripe and mil: Iho grnv dnwn will lie creiqilng where silently lie sleeping Our grim mid soom- lul dead, Fast tlie young rcerulls are thronglng.trom eountryyiwl from town, To the muslu of my call. Jlldst moaning of tlm dying where the leaden Imll In flying There la glory fur yon nil. Dellance sternly ntugltig; mystrldcnt tones nre ringing O'er distant vale find hills What though ttiln morn snaking a million hearts are breaking My volco shall not he Mill. lou filmll hesr my shrieking chorus o'er the thunder of the strld-. An the troops go swinging by, Though the shuttered ranks he wavering, in y bots shall not hn quavering When the scattered squadrons fly. t I ahull mock you with my culling, while 'round you, wounded, fnlliug, Tour comrailea die llkemen, Till the hint of hlood shell win you and the demon spirits In you Shall turn aud light ngiiln. Oeorge T, Tnrdy. en ji . u -J ? 1 tlie procession. By Annie Hamilton Donnell. ' LWAY8 have I rid nt tho head o' the pro cession an' I'm always a-going to!" Captain Fphraim Enty waved hia emp ty right sleeve vio lently in emphasis of hia words. His large, amootlt faoe was red with wrath. The meek little face of hia wifo echoed his indignation faintly. "Sh, sb, Ephr'im," she murmured soothingly, "you'll get all hetnp." "I am all hot up. I tell yon, Rhody, I'm not a-going to give up my place to no new upstart of a soldier, that never fit in a battle." "He was in the war, Ephr'im he 'was in it clear from tho beginnin', an' he ain't never been wuth anything since." "I ain't sure, hey? I ain't sure?" thundored the captain. "Well, if he fit, where's his scars? What's he got to show for it? that's what I want to know. Whero's his crutches or his that?" t The empty sleeve drooped elo quently before Rhoda Enty's fright ened face. Who hid it suddenly in the faded blue folds aud sobbed softly, bhe could never "got over" Ephr'im's empty sleeve. The thrifty little village of Dixville was, once a year, at any rate,, fervent ly patriotic On the thirtieth of May thoy inarched in solemn procession to the tuue of the Rattle Hymn, and strewed flowers on their dead heroes' graves lavishly, unstintingly, with awed, serious faces. The thirtieth of May was one of Dizville's great days. At the head of the line rode their, liv ing heroes. The oldest had honorable precedence, and Captain, Ephraim Enty was the oldest. His plaoe, on his lumbering old gray horso, at the very head of the solemn rows of towns folks, had never beon disputed. For one day in her uneventful, monoton us year, Rhoda Enty was an honoyd I SnE HELD THE r08T'S BATTLE-SCABItED FLAO WHILE THE GHAVE3 WERE , BEING DECORATED." woman by virtue of ber wifehood and the faot that she was permitted to hold the Post's battle-scarred flag while the graves were being decorated. It was all the glory she asked for. But this year there were some slight forebodings of disturbance, as . May crept into ner twenties, and elose to ker thirtieth day. Already at the meeting of the old soldiers to arrange the programme for the celebration, there had been hints of trouble in the m I ft 'Mil Wtlt KfEft WvGET roUpEEDS I I M wontedly pencefnl gathering. There had even been a few a very fow hot words. "We've got to stick by our rules," old Uncle Jiasil had said rather ex citedly, thumping his cane at Cvery word. "We've got to stand by 'em, I tell yon I If it's the rule for the old est vet'ran to lend the percension, then the oldest vet'ran's got tol Re cause we'd all a sight rnther have Eph Bin t any excuse for breakiu rules. If the Lord didn't see lit to seud him along till three years after he sent Jo seph Tatten, why that ain't our fault nor it ain't the Lord's either. I guess .He knew what He was doin'." All but Vnole Rasil stood by Cap tain Ephraim, however. It wouldn't seem like Memorial Day at all unless Eph rid at the head, with the wind flappin' his empty coat sleeve, they said. That empty sleeve added a touch of pathetio dignity to the occa sion they were all prond of it. Little feeble, tottery Josoph Fatten AT TrtB HEAD OF THIS PnOCEflRION HODE JONKnt PATTEN. how would he look sitting astride a horse gay with the trappings of war? Ten mouths before, Joseph Ratten and his invalid wife had moved into Dixville into the little unpointed, unbeautiful house next to the trim, woll-to-do Enty home. The invalid wife had succumbed weakly to the winter's rigors. Joseph I'atten himself had managed to outlive them by the help of the town. That was what "they said." "There he is goin' by now, Ephr'im," whispered Rbody shr'Ny. "He's been down to Uncley Uasil's sawin' wood, I guess, an', now he's gcin' home to supper,' I should've thought Aunt Rasil might have in vited him in boh' without any wife so. He don't lok as if he relished his meals verr much." Rhoda En'y laid aside her knitting and set about getting tea. She hummed hymn quaveringly, as she worked it was the Battle Hyuiu As kthn nnnfiAil tliA in1nw tsiiva1 .Tanh Fatten' cottogo, she looked soaroh- ingly at its one leaning chimney. Her faoe grew sober. "I don't see any smoke he ain't goin' to have anything hot," she mur mured. "He looked as if he'd ought to have something real uourishin' an hot I guess his vife would've seen to it she was real careful of him, an' she an invalid, too." ' Bhe bustled about minute, pour ing out tier husband's tea and making things handy. Then she filled plate r m It MA sn c with the wnrni, odorous biscuits and put on her snuhonnot. "Where yon goin' to, Rhody?" "Me? O, I'm just goin' out on an arrant you go right abend an' eut, Ephr'im." "Rut what you ffoiu' to do with them biscuit? that's what I want to know," persisted Captain Ephraim, laughing. Rhoda Enty's little figure in its calico gown faced about in the door- wsy. "Well." she snid unflinchingly, "then I'll tell yon. I'm goin' to take 'em over to Joseph Ratten, for bis supper an' I've got some preserve in this saucer, an' I'm comiu' back after a pitchcrful o' .ten." Hhe held tho plate and saucer with n firm grip and smiled across the kitchen at Ephraim stontly. Then something olne happened. To Rhody's amazement Ephraim pushed bnck his chair and crossed over to her with (he teapot in his baud. "I'll go along with you aud tote the drink," he said, good hnmoredly. "It'll save you niakin' another trip, an' I shouldn't relish my supper all alone, anyway. It won't tnke us but a minute to run ovcr'n back." They went away togothor on the little "arruut" of mercy. Instinctive ly they both bognu where they had left oft" in the Rattle Hymn, just be fore supper was ready. They went in, through tho kitchen, to tho half-open sitting room door. Then they hesitated, looking at each otbor doulitiugly. A strained, eager voice caiue out to them. It souuile 1 brokeu and strange to their ears. "They don't boliove I flf, Lord. Thoy don't believe it I can ceo it in their faces that tluy don't. They think I'm preteudiu'. O, Lord, pro tondin'. Can't you make 'om believe? I want that n.ore than the gold round my hat aiore thnu I want anything else b'it her. It's breakin's my heart because they don't believe why, L'jrd, an' I lit all through the warl 3'hon knowestldid I bore the fevers r.n' dampness an' hunger an' I'd have bore the bullets an' the knife it they'd come, too. I could have bore them easier than the weakness an' pain thut's lasted all these years. Why, Lord dear Lord, I never thought of fliuchin' I I wouldn't tell anybody bnt you but I never did, I never did, Lord) I liked it I wanted to fight!" There was a momeut's utter still ness, and while it lasted Captain Ephraim and bis Jittlo wife held their breath. Then, when the eager sob bing voice begau again, they hurried softly away. , Memorial Day was vory near. There was one more meeting of the commit tee of old soldiers, and Captain Ephraim ottended it as usual. There was uo anger or boated discussion in that meeting. All the last arrange ments were made and the minutiui of the day's celebration attended to. It was noticed by some of the old sol diers' wives how serious and gentle the veteraus were when they came home, Rhoda wns unsurprised. The great day itself dawued in a setting of red, white and blue, as it should. Dixville awoke and rejoiced at the brilliant East and the white of the apple blossoms aud the blue of the sky ovorhead. The whole little town was alive with patiotism aud zeal. At ten the procession formed in front of tho town hall, aud weut winding away through all the streets, that were bright with flags. The borrowed baud played tho Buttle Hymn finely. . At the head of the little line rode Joseph Fatten on Captain Ephraim's old gray horse. He was little and bent and weak, but no one noticed that. They all noticed how straight he sat and how bis faoe shone and how his brass buttons and the bit of gilt cord around bis hat caught the sunlight splendidly. He was coated in army bine and nobody ohoseto see the coat was mnoh too big and the sleeves were turned np at the wrists. If anyone gibed, it was never known in Dixville. Behind the leador mnrohed ' the other "boys," aud one of them wore a brown coat with an empty sleeve. There were no brass buttons, but the sunlight caught the eyes tinder their gray brows, above the ordinary coat and how they shone) "Glory, glory, Hallelnjah,"tra"iped the oTd soldiers' feet triumphantly "As we go marching on." i CARLANDS FOR THE BRAVE. A Iteautirnl nnil Appropriate Oloervanre of Meinorfnl lny. JN nil the year no better time could be chosen for the exhibition of pa triotism than Mo luorial Day never could it find more grace f a 1 expression than by placing nature's loveliest types of immor tality upon the gravos of those who have for foiisd their lives for their country. The'e is a pntriolio little matron living in a New England town, who boasts of coming of soldierly lineage, and who, in anticipation of Memorial Day, gathers ber small brood about her to listen to thrilling tales of hero ism and self-sncriflce ctironiclod dur ing the Civil War thus educating cnnssiNO Trio monument. future patriots. Hlie has takeu pains to learn something of each name graveu on the soldiers' monument of their own town and the story of the lives or deeds of valor of those meu are as household words. The devoted little family are up with the first streak of dawn on May the ftlitb, to gather wild flowers .'nil of enthusiasm about doing honor to their favorite heroes. It is a pretty sight to see the little procession march down the village ntreet, laden with flowers aud flags. The youngest toddler feels the dignity of his position as he stumbles along nnder a mass of blossoms as large as himself. As they pass along, other children are apt to join them, and all are welcomed who will bring a contri bution. When beyond the limits of the town they seek tho outlying oemeteries, they sll break forth into singing as they tramp along shouting lustily the old war songs under the leadership of the sturdy little mother whose warm THE PROCESSION OF LITTLE PATRIOTS. heart thrills with the thought that the "brave boys" sang those very airs as a vent for their enthusiasm, or per hapa to reanimate their courage or stifle homesickness. In another town a dozen youug girls who upon graduating from sohool, banded themselves together "to try to make the world a little brighter and happier for their being in it," teach a very pretty "object lesson" in patriot ism. Upon euoh Memoilal Day they drive through the principal streets iu carriages tilled and decked profusely with flowers bound for "God's Aore." Arrived at the cemetery they unfurl a little blue banner upou which are the words, "A grateful country honors her dead heroes," and with reverent hands prooeed to cover each little mound with the lovely blossoms. V If THE REALM New York Citt (Special). This tninty yet simple waist formed part of l dressy tollotte of gray and wbito latin foulard soon of tho Avenue a fow Joy's ago, the yoke being of tucked white monsteline over sntin, The trimming consists of gray and white ribbon ruchittg and a fancy belt with silver clasp encircles tho waist. The waist is snpportod by fitted liniugs that close in centre front. The yoke is shnpod from "ready made" tucking or the material is tucked be fore being shaped by the pattern. The lining backs nre oovered to yoke depth with the tucking, the front yoke being Included in the right shoulder seam and closed over on the left. A stylish fe store is the extension of the shoul der portions on front and back to form prettily scallopod epaulettes over the sleeves. The upper edges of the fronts nnd back are also shaped in scallops, the ' BASQUE AND right front lapping slightly over on the loft and olqsing invisibly. Tho ironts are arranged with a modified blouse efleot, the back having olosely lapped plaits at the waist line. The neck is finished with a stand ing collar to whioh is addod scalloped portions that flare gradually from be hind tho' ears to the back. The two seam sleeves are of stylish shape, fitting the arm closely to near me top wnere the slight fulness is dis posed in gathers, tstylish enfl with pointed ends flare over the hands com pleting the wrists. All-over lace, cordod or tacked taf feta or spangled net may be used for tho yoke, and if the sloeves are made from the same material, a pretty guimpe efleot will result. Applique, lace, spangled bowknots, irregular in sertions, ruoblsgs of chiffon or rib bon, passementerie or chenille trim ming will make stylish and effective decoration. To make this waist in the medium size will require one and one-half yards of material forty-four inches wide. A Striking Tailor Salt. Among the many striking combina tions shown this season, black and white effects are much favored. The eiroalar skirt of fancy black and white plaid shown in the large illustration by May Manton, is styl ishly worn with a tight fitting basque of fine cheviot or broadcloth, which is scalloped on the lower edge and strictly tailor finished. The perfect adjustment is accomplished by double bnst darts, nnder-arm and aide-back gores. The fronts lap slightly in double-breasted stylo, and above the closing smart lapels meet the rolling collar in notches. The two seam sleeves are fashiona bly close fitting with gathers adjust ing the slight fulness at the slfoulders. The sheath fitting skirt flares sty lishly at the foo the front being out on the bias fold of the material. The skirt is shaped iu one piece and meets in a scant at the centre baok. It is saugly fittel over the hips bv short I FANJfjy WAIST. OF FASHION. darts taken np at the waist line, and underlying plaits meet with cloth, covered buttons and loops o,er tho placket oponlng in centre bnck. - Rlaok fancy straw turbnn is trimmed with wlugs, sal(a bow aud stras buckli. Attractive suits In this style may have basqnns of tan, brown, green, blue or red cloth, tho 'rnle being to seleot tho shade that harmonizes the best with the coloring that prevails in tho plaid. Huits having skirt nnd basque to match may be of plain, checked or figured cheviot, serge, veiling, camels hair, Venetian, broad or covert cloth, and braid, gimp, satin piping, or vel vet may be used to trim if m less se vere completion be desired. To make this basque in the medium size will require one and three-quarter yards of material forty-four inches wide. To make the skirt will require four and half yards of the same width matorinl. A Whits !. Novelty. White lace appllqued on colored stockings is novelty. When lace is introduced in hosiery it is usually in serted, but the new style is to place lace motif on the front or sidos of a stocking and embroider the edges with colored silk, "applying" the laoe at the same time. Openwork hose have long points from instep to knee in front and zig-r.ag stripes at the sides. Pretty Waist For Miss. Oray cashmere is here prettily as sociated with grayish green satin, tiny satin buttons and nilk passementerie forming the attractive decoration. " Hntin ribbon in the sntne shade is used for the crush belt that is prettily bowed at the left side. ONE - MECE 8K IBT. The waist is arrangod to close in front, tho linings in centre and the material nnder the box plait at the left side, bnt the closing may be made in centre back. A stylish featnre is the draped front, donble box plaits being laid at each shonlder, whioh break into loose easy folds that blouse slightly at the waist line. Tapering box plaits are applied on the smooth back from shonlder to waist. A standing collar finishes the neck. The close fitting sleeves have gath- , ered puff at the top, over the lower edge of which the material is applied in pointed ontline, the wrists beiug shaped and trimmed to correspond. Waists in this style may match or contrast with the skirt, attractive com binntions being possible. All-over lace, net, corded or tacked DRAPED WAIST. taffeta, fanoy silk, satin or velvet, shirred or tacked mousseline, witu soft wool or mixed fabrics, may have gimp, insertion, rnched or plain rib bon or applique embroidery for deco ration. To make this waist for a miss of fourteen years will require one and three-fourth yards of material forty four inchei wide.
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