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Show I White Feather There Ik no nevd to niintlnn Ibe name of hla ri'Klment hire. Thai la a - aecret that bidonxa to the army bUhid. Sulnie It to any that hla rumrude are proud of hla mime. I Ho ahould never have entered Iho army at all. miidi leva a hard rldliiK cavalry reKlment whlrh had a reputation reputa-tion to aumiiln by a ynuly tribute of I broken necka and collar bonea, Hla proper voiullnu nai that of a linen draper'! maintain, and he had filled that occupation veiy autlafaciory till one evil day ho had fallen In lov with a K I rl. a allly. ahullnw Kill, at whom no practical man r Iwy would have taken a aecoud look. lie adored her, and lie adorrd iol-dlcra. iol-dlcra. In their walk! abroad "lie would direct hla alepa toward the Horae Kuanla or WellliiKton bnrrncka, that ahe niliiht gnie In admiration at tlio fine, atrapplng aoldlera who were to hm mitn there BIlll everV tllUB Rhe pinched hla arm and exclaimed: "Oh, Jark, look at that lovely aoldler!" hi heart gave him a pnnx at the thouxht that be waa ouly a draper'a aaalitant, with nothing In common with the military but the handling of red cloth! He waa a dreamer by nature, and falling fall-ing In love did nut lcaaen hla wcak-. wcak-. . , nana In thl direction. Dreaming la pardonable in a poet, but an unpardonable, unpardon-able, crime In a linen draper'a aiwlat-ant, aiwlat-ant, and aa he atood ut hla counter hla uliid waa far away from hla work. Instead In-stead of listening to Ibe "Forward!" of the shopwalker he could only hear the fchort-uung word of roinmiinil and the blare of the bugle that sounded through hla dreams; wherefore It waa not long before he came Into conflli t with his practical chief. A few sharp words panned. He threw up In three seconds a position It had taken six years of hard, unremitting lubur tu attain. at-tain. Then he enlisted. Ha gained hla title on his firm display dis-play In the riding rchuol. where, after a abort ride on the neck of the riding master's pet buck Jumiier. he turned deathly pale and cried aloud that he might be allowed to dismount. The horse at once gratified his desire by throwing him on to the tan, where he lay trembling In every limb, much to the diversion of a couple of rough riders who were Handing by. They were quick to Inform their respectlvi liiiladrom, and. his fninier occupation ill lK a , , .'lllJikiiViurk iliivs It wns the o of the more hardy reciulls to lake him .islde M'lcimily and reijinKi the service of three-pence three faithlng wort'i "f while feathers. Anv nioracl o IM'.vn fir IIIITTTTi'ir mlr-M ll'-nt Into I''" 1'iirrai )ji.,v..j .iiiiiDfljt jin uwd and prtwTtte'd to hmr"!' I'b-'lliie ir. ni nl ."ierft3-.,aif , -" " j ;.sliii!'.trp-llll II' Hi tft,.: .-- '-Taf "iwiut e ! U'-.'U Ul'' W.rsrir rThe H'll'"'-.1.n--fcKT.'H-JI .1 Wl.l;e I'eihir w.is u ipiiei -ii4 'ln.irfem.v-r.-lliiw. ibv.ii.l of lh" Impiid' nee mil bad innniirrs pi-.ull.ir tu remits '' ir. .e. lf.ll' mill h.'l, fill til bis H.-nl.n . The ai'ir.cnni Ini-inntui. to', a"'''' " ln.wwi.Lk lain i tfy.a tlliikd n-.;ill'. .liiwn and bin In n.l up. 'I T!- nmlle nhiiit"rae.iTiynicn out IiIkkit diilTeis than you." he in-, d t i n-mitrk .iTlmiumgliwI. h II " c 1 White Feather's hoiae Into a cunt t. "iii.ii rn ti, ..k.. n i-i.ii.r ii' vou. or I II breitk $fnurDeik'V WIUiu j"i alher'n iit.V-jretii'M V?vji1;cni ' ' presuiueir thut Ihi'seigeaiil 'liit'.rucl .r fiiltlllcd his win. I. ... l'rcacuily hu Ulkau tu lo.-e Ute hang dug look of fciippreaseil terror Willi which he had b en Bcciisti'm-d to enter en-ter the riding school and to acquire the easy swiiKiter of a cavaifyrnin. Ills Hhust, contracted by lnug hours at ths iimmer, developed Imdsr heil.hy training. train-ing. ' Krcsh air and much - exercise helpctl While Feather's ilevelo.uncnt. which had been sadly retarded by the heavy, gns-lnd.il atmosphere In which he hnd'llvcd. Ills nerve acquired tone, and ha Icuruid to take B tumble now and then as a mutter of course and to fire-, hla carbine without shutting his eyes and blanching at the explosion of the cart ride. "fllow me. If lie lun't gnlng to shape Into a man' at lust!" quoth the sergeant ser-geant Instructor. Then a great blow foil upon him. He. received cine, morning a letter from the girl to tell him ttuit she had glr. n him lip In fnvor of a shopwalker who had expectations of being set up In business by his hither. Sim admltlf 1 that ahe had adored soldiers und that she had caused hlra to. enter the army for her sake.' fliit she .bid omitted to state that Ihe guiltier eh" adored wers soldiers who possessed the Queen's poninilsalim and who worn slurs Instead of a worsted stripe. If poor While Feather was a physical physi-cal coward, he waa a moral hero. There Is no chance of a display of feeling In a barrack rorin so, like the Hpartan boy of old. lie bugged hla trouble to him, slipping the cheap Utile engagement engage-ment ring with which he had sealed his troth Into his pocket without a sign beyond the twitching of his while lips. Then he lit his pipe with the letter, not out of contempt, but because there Is little privacy accorded In the correspondence that conies to the barrack bar-rack room, and u private soldier Is not provided with a desk wherein lo keep his faded flowers and other si ntlmeu-lal ntlmeu-lal tokens of the past. The blow was a very heavy one, for While Feather was without the worldly world-ly knowledge that should have told him long since that he bad fixed his urfiitlons mam a vulgiir. s.lllsh and biulnless flirt, and ho still believed In her. For her sake he had learned to over come his physical cowardice. He bad dnamiil of a possible commission In the dim future and had rejoiced III the recently acquired prumotlon aa a step toward her. For her sake, too. he received the news cheerfully when the word passed through tho barracks thut the regl-.mcnt regl-.mcnt was ordered to Bouth Africa to meet the lloera. He knew that ho was by nature a coward, but for the memory mem-ory of her he swore an oath to himself him-self to do his duty without sparing himself In the cumlug fight. s "lMk 'ere. old chap, we ain't going to call you White Feather no more!" said Trumpeter Pipes as they lay together to-gether behind the shelter of a large bowlder, against the face of which the lloer bullets were pattering like a heavy ruin. In full eight of the whole army their squadron had crossed the lloer frunt amid a hall of bullets which bad brought 20 men to earth. White Feather's burse had been shot under him, and. at the risk of his life, ho had carried the wuuniled trumpeter Inlu the shelter of the bowlders. He was unhurt, but trembled In every limb from feur and great exertion. From between two bowlders he peeped out and saw, amid the bodies of m-n and horses that littered the plnlii, a wuunded man crawling on his hands and knees amid a sputter of bullets that were kicking puffs of dust from the dry earth all around him. It was his captain. White Feather watched him fee- a moment; then he saw him stop and lie down on his side despairingly. He could crawl no more. "I will, for her sake!" He murmured between his clenched teeth, and, rising from the shelter of the ruck, he faced the hull of death that pattered to the earth around him. As he walked into the open a faint cheer reached his ears from the British Brit-ish troops half a mile behind htm. The Royal artillery ha. kd htm with shrieking flight of shrapnel, whlrh whistled for a niomrnt overhead, then t.iirst over the lloer lines a quarter Of 4 mile away tu a shower of bullets bat for a moment quelled Ihe at irm aniund him. lie reached ths woundciT, ninn. llfied Mm on his tun k ami returned step b up to where Trumpeter lipes hiy hidden. ibe irunii'eter gave blnl a f.tinl "Hlavo'" as he stngKcred and fell wt:h h's biinli n Into Ihe klinlly el. .iter of Ihe rock. That wiui White Feather's nwsnl. fin a .llsUiit bill tin lirltlsb i-oni-imuntiT shut bis Held glasses Willi a , map. " I'.l the renrrnV In kis-p iti.u tb" I !ll" lilf tliiT rlc.M (h. :e finl g. f th.r.e iii ii 111 from li.-hlnd III Ii .wldeis." i" Oil lo Ills iit.l..-inn! bring me liV nan's name.' If be Is alive, tell h III that I saw It nil nn.l (lint I'm K'li'g ' to recommend hlin foi the eri.ri. N vcr I hiw a tlticr show of Id,- discipline In ' my life!" aild'-d Hie cimimainler ti 1 hlnisi lf, us blaldriilloi'.'d.'ilf. . . 1 White Feather's eves gll"ienc. as hi ' r. is Ivcd i the niews ami li'lnil llis cheer that SW.IM lllollg the I. lie 111 he was cairltll In. ' "I'erhrtim t eliull eel llmt enmm'S -I, hi nfler all." he sail In hliio-clf; then she will tiling nmre of in.!" Perhaps It was Just as w -II that he .lied live minium l:.t-r llu. fulllif j Worshiper of a goddess of clay. |