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Show " ' """ ' ' r THE BINGHAM BULLETIN. IJINGHAM CANYON. UTAn ' - - .v..-.....,w- .'.- Tie 'r f Clot Jinn Dttcriktd in a markablt Strut hj tm Offictr ef tht Harm CapL JOHN W. THOMASON, Jr. QUd kj m, faaW fnm tabU lb hats!) (A hy th Ball Sradlcat, lie) outfits, either," observed the lieuten-ant of the Forty-nint- company, looking back from the crest of the first low hill. Here the battalion halted, having marched for half an hour, to tighten slings and settle equipment for the real business of hiking. "They may get up tonight chow and all wonder how far ws came, an' where we're goln'. No, se-rgeantcan't send for water here my canteen's empty, too. All I know about It Is that we seem to be In a hurry." The battalion moved off again, and the major up forward set a pace all disproportionate to his short legs. When the first halt came, the usual rest out of the hour was cut to five. "Aw hell I forced march I" "An' the lootenant had forgot every-thing but 'close up I close up!" Listen at him " The camions had set them down In a gently rolling country, unwooded, and fat with ripening wheat. Far across It to the north, blue with dis-tance, stood a great forest, and to-ward this forest the battalion marched, talkative, as men are In the first hour of the hike, before tht slings of the pack begin to cut Into your shoulders. . . . "Look at them popples In the wheat." "They ain't as red as the popples were the mornln' 8T0RY FROM THE START Th author describes how th firit bsttallon of th Fifth ma-rine ai quartered near Marlany during th flral part of June, ltll, when they are auddenlr nt up north to rellev th First division, bsarlna th brunt of th German olTenilv. Fart of th Fifth wrest lliil 141 from th enemy and wait there fur th German oounter offenilv they can see Tormina. A terrific Ger-man attack soon develop, wreak-I- n fearful havoo among th ma-rines, but not dislodging them. In th Immediate vicinity other Hero enoounters are reducing th American troops and forcing th necessity of replacements. On th sixth of June th Fifth runs Into bitter fluhtlng in th vicinity of Champlllon and drives out th Boche, but at great cost Then cam th Bols d Belleau and again th marines acquitted themselves marvslously. Re-placements arrive to cover th heavy losses. Th marines are relieved and a fin trtbut to their flghtlng qualities Is paid them by th general commanding th 8lsth French army. CHAPTER IV Continued Beyond them was the Sixth regi-ment of marines, arms atacked In the fields by the river. Each battalion took the road ln turn, and presently the whole marine brigade was swing-ing down the Maine In the slanting sunlight Very solid and businesslike the brigade was, keen-face- d and hard from the great fight behind them, and fit and competent for great-er battles yet to come. The compan-ies were under strength, but they had the quality of veterans. They had met the Boche and broken him, and they knew they could do It again. The rumble of the guns was behind them, and the rumor of the leave area still ran strong enough to main-tain a slow volubility among the squads. They talked and laughed, hut they did not sing. Veterans do not sing a great deal. It was getting dusk when the First battalion of the Fifth, leading, round-ed a turn In the road and came upon an endless column of camions, drawn up along the river road as far as one could see. The companies became silent "Camions I They rode us to Chatto-Terr- y In them busses" "Teh I an' It was a one-wa- y trip for a hell of a lot of us, too!" "Close upt Close up an' keep to the rlijht of the road." "Camions I That's a sign they want us bad, somewhere on the line," com-mented the lean first lieutenant who hiked at the head of the Forty-nint- h company. "Walter," the officer be-side him "J wonder what happened yesterday an' today, with all that shooting." "Dpn't" know but this Chateau-Thierr- salient Is mighty deep an' narrow, unless the Boche spread himself yesterday. ... If we were to break Into It, near one of the corners. . . . "Yes I Well, P - ammunition, and cases of hand gren-ades and pyrotechnics. There were plrket-llne- s of cavalry, and park after park of artillery, light and heavy. There were Infantrymen with stacked rifles. The highway led straight through the forest. Many roads emptied li'to It, and from every road debouchej a stream of horses, men, and gun The battalion went into column of twos, then Into column of files, to make room. On the left of the road, abreast of the marines, plodded another col-umn on foot strange black men, lu the blue greatcoats of the French Infantry and mustard-yello- uniforms under them. The sultry afternoon passed wearily, and at six o'clock Uie battalion turne.1 off the road, shambling and footsore, and rested for two hours. They found water and ailed canteens. A few of the hardier made shift to wash, "donna smear soapsuds an' lather all over me the hospital corps men ssy It keepa off mustard-gas.- But most of the men dropped where the pla-toon broke ranks and slept. Battal-ion H. Q. sent for all company com-manders. Presently the lieutenant of the Forty-nint- h returned, with papers and a map. He called the company off-icers around him, and spread the map on the ground. He spoke briefly. "We're In the Vlllers-Cotteret- s woods tie Foret deieta. At II hour on D day, which I tlrluk Is tomorrow morning, although the major didn't say, we attack the Boche here" pointing "and go on to here past the town of Vlerzy. Eight or nine kilometers. Three objectives marked so and so. The Second division with one of the Infantry regiments leading, and the Fifth Marines, at-tacks with the First Moroccan divi-sion on our left The Frog Foreign Legion Is somewhere around, too, and the First American division. It's Man-gin'- s Colonial army the bird they call the butcher. ..." It was dark when the battalion fell In and took the road again. They went Into single file on the right at the very edge of It, for the highway was Jammed with three columns of traffic, moving forward. It began to rain, and the night there under the thick branches, was Inconceivably black. The files couldn't see the man ahead, and each man caught bold of the pack In front and went feeling tor the road with his feet clawing along with the wheels and the artillery horses and machine-gu- n mules. On the right was a six-fo- ditch, too deep In mud to march In. The rain increased to a sheeted downpour and continued all night with long rolls of thunder, and white stabs of lightning that Intensified the dark. The ptcked might of France and America tolled on the road through the Vlllers-Cottere-forest that night like a great flowing river of martial force. No battle ever tried them half aa bard as the night road to Solssons. . . The rain ceased, and the sky grew Bringing In German Prisoners at St. Mlhlel. of the 6th of June, when we went np to Hill 142" "Yep I beglnnln' to fade some. It's gettln' late In the season." "Ill I'm beglnnln' to fade some m-yselfthis guerre Is wearin' on a man , . . remember how they looked ln the wheat that mornln', Just before we hit the Maxim gunsT red as can Jump either way Lord I there') a lot of these conveyances." Later the battalion knew what bad happened on July 15, when the Boche made his final cast across the Cham-pagne country toward Rhelms and Epernay; and his storm divisions surged to the Marne, and stayed, and lapped around the foot of the gray mountain of Rhelms, and stayed. Just now the battalion cared for none of these things. It had had no supper; it faced a crowded trip of uncertain duration, and was assured of various discomforts after that Well accustomed to the ways of war, the men growled horribly as they crammed Into their appointed chariots, while the officers inexorably loaded the best part of a platoon Into each camion, the dusk hiding their grins of sympathy. "Get aboard I get aboard Where'll you put yo' pack? Now what the hell do I know about yo' pack want a special stateroom an' a coon vallay, do yuh, yuh I" The sergeants didn't grin. They swore, snd the men swore, and they raged altogether. But, In much less time than It took to tell about it af-terward, the men were loaded ou. The officers were skilled and prompt In such matters. Wizened Annnmltes from the colo-nies of France drove the camions. Presently, with clangor and much dust, they started their engines, and the camion train Jolted off down the river road. Tbey left the river, and by the tes-timony of the stars It seemed to the lieutenant of the Forty-nint- h that they were hurrying north. Always, on the right the far horizon glowed with the fires of war flares, signal lights, gun-flash- from hidden batteries ; the route paralleled the line. The lieuten-ant visualized his map: "Followln' the salient around to the north the north Solssons way, or Montdldler. Tha Rnsha tnnlr flMtmn. I blood" "Pore old Jerry Finnegnt picked one and stuck It la the buckle of-hl- s helmet I seen It In bit tin bat after he was killed, there behln' the bill I'll always think about popples an' blood together, aa long as I live" This last from little Trltt, the lieutenant's orderly. "Long as you live that's good I" gibed Corporal Snalr of the company headquarters group. "Don't you know by now how expendable yon bucks are?" the lieutenant heard, and re-membered It, oddly enough. In a crowded moment the next day, when he lost the two of them to a hard-foug- Maxim gun. No wind moved across the lonely wheatfield; the bearded stalks waved not at all, and the air was hot and dead. Sweat made muddy tunnels through the thick white dust that masked the faces of the men. Conversation languished ; what was said was In profane mono-syllables. Clouds came up, and there were showers of rain, with hot sun-shine between. Uniforms steamed after each shower, and thirst became a torture. The man who had the vln blanc ln his canteen fell out and was quite 111. "Hlkln' ln. . . After Interminable houra the col-umn came to the forest and passed from streaming sunshine Into sultry shades. It was a noble wood of great g trees, clean of under-brush as a park. Something was doing in the forest. Small-arm- s am-munition was stacked beside the road, and there were dumps of shells and bombs under the , trees. And French soldiers everywhere. This road presently led Into a great paved highway, and along It were more of the properties of wsr row upon row of every caliber of shell, orderly stacks of winged aerial bombs, pile after pile of rifle and machine-gu- n , fay witn aawn. ine irarnc tninnea, , and the battalion turned off on smaller road, closed up, and hurried t t on. Five minutes by the side of the road to form combat packs and atrip to rifle and bayonet "Fall ln quickly I Forward I" , Overhead the clouds were gone; a handful of stars paled and went out; day was coming. The battalion, lightened, hastened. They perceived dimly, through a mist of fatigue, that a cloudless day was promised and that the world was wonderfully new washed and clean and quiet I Not a gun anywhere, and the mud on the road muffled the sound of d boots. "Double time I Close up I Closeup, there I" There had been flghtlng here; there were shell-hole- scarred and splin-tered trees. The battalion panted to a crossroads where atone buildings lay all blasted by some gale of shell-fir- And by the road what looked like a well I The files swayed toward It clutching at dry canteens "Back In ranks! Back In ranks, you" Then, barbed wire across the road-way, and battered shallow trenches to right and left, and a little knot of French and American officers. Major Turrlll standing forward. The lead-ing company turned off to the left along the trenches. The Forty-nlnt-followed ln column. "Turn here." or-dered the major. "Keep on to the left until you meet the Moroccans, and go forward. . ." The Forty-nint-went beyond the trench still In col-umn of route, picking Its way through the woods. The lieutenant looked bark at his men as he went; their faces were gray and drawn and old; they were staggering with weariness "Fix bayonets!" and the dry click of the steel on the locking-rin- g ran along the ragged column, lond In the hush of dawn. (TO BE CONTINUED.) XXXX4XXXX4XXXXX Quiet French villages along tho road, stone houses like gray ghosts under the pale moon, and all lights hooded against Boche planes. Long, empty stretches of road. Shadow col-umns of French Infantry, overtaken and passed. Horse-draw-n batteries of 75s on the move. Swift staff cars that dashed by, hooting. Then, long flies of horsemen, cloaked and with a ghostly glint of lance- - beads over them French cavalry Presently, dawn, with low clouds pil-ing up In the rosy sky. It was when the train stopped, and the battalion climbed out on cramped legs. "Fall In on the right of the road. . . Platoon com-manders, report . , Keep fifty yards' distance between platoons. . . Squads right '. . March!" and the companies moved off stiffly, on empty stomachs. The little dark Annamlte3 watched the files pass with Incurious eyes. They had taken many men up to battle. - " Company by company, the First n passed on, and behind them the other battalions of the Fifth marines took the road and, after them, the Sixth. "None of the wagons, or the galleys don't see the machine-gu- "fesfeg gar &M Mm Afc:wl , dW&jfr - flOfH By ELMO SCOTT WATSON I ffivY mW'- ' I ' Y "t. ' IV JULY 17 of last year, 1 , ' I A , ) "s ' "Just flfty-on- e years to I J vJ I Tj the day and to the l i If C '' AZJ ' rhouruaftesr HruffralosBill oamft fi- -- iiip T"T In a duel near Um banks ffi of War Ilonnet creek j11 j J Tnmr ln s,,ulh Duk0,u" so siu. tm&ownM 1 (roCrA said the newspaper 1 ports of tlie affair), there was unveiled at the Cody Me-morial Association museum at Cody, Wyo.,; Robert Llndneaui's painting of that classic fight In frontier history. It Is well that this Incident was ' chosen as the subject for a pictorial record of his Iadlnn-flghtln- fame, amona all tb' Indian-slayin- feats which have been credited 'to tne gun of Buffalo Bill, the dramatic killing of Yellow Hand on the War Bonnet Is the only one which Is so well authenticated as to leave no doubt as to Its actually having happened. Wist. II first crossed th Missouri when It was th Jumplng-of- f plac of civilization. He lived to see the plains crisscrossed with barbed wire and hard roads, .o hear airplanes loom over the passes where th prairie schooners had lumbered, to promota a canal and say proudly, "Ain't I the father of Irri-gation?" to own roadside Inns in th mountains and even to project a dud ranch. . . . wh wrahtp4 klm as th valorous champion that beat back th redskin and saved an Inland empire, few realised that his active Ufa on th plains ended when be was but twenty-si- x years old. The Indian war were over; th plains had no future to offer him. and he was wondering whether such conflicting stories have been told about It that there Is a legitimate doubt as to the truth of iffly of the circumstances surrounding the Inci-dent which gave Billy Cody the title of "The youngest Indian slayer on the plains." In fact the dime novelists, such as CoL prcntiss Ingraham and Ned Bunrtmo, have so confused the' record of Buffalo Bill's life with their exag-gerations that doubt can easily be cast upon many other feats attributed to him and alleged to have been per-formed during his earlly friendship At least such Is the conclusion one reaches after reading "The Making of Buffalo Bill A Study In Heroics," published recently by the Bobbs-Mer-ri- ll company, a book which Indicates that for once at least a biographer of this noted plainsman has taken the trouble to go back of the cloud of legend and tradition that has gath-ered around Cody, to seek the facts and to write the true story of his life. The circumstances under which the book was written are Interesting. It was started as a collaboration by It oh ard J. Walsh and Milton Sals-bur-son of Nate Salsbury, Cody's partner In the Wild West show, but before the first chapter was written Salsbury died. Walsh continued the work with the assistance of Snlsbury's widow and sister. "Our largest In-debtedness, however," says t.e fore-word, "Is to Johnny Baker, tl e foster son of Cody and custoillnn of the mu-seum at his grave. Our purpose was not so much to tell the story of a life as to study the processes by which a aemileKendary figure was created. Un-like those popular heroes who grow In folklore fortuitously, Buffalo Bill was the subject of the deliberate and In-finitely skillful use of publicity. 'Bill Cody himself Is well worth knowing Flctlonlzed versions of bis life have been appearing for half a century; to add another such would be worse than futile. W, wanted to find nnd tell the true facts, which seemed to is much more dramatic than the Hction and more romantic because they are credible." And their search for the facts led them to a conclusion C j which Is. perhaps, as true an eval-natio- n of Buffalo Bill as has ever yet been written. It Is contained In the chapter, "The Last of the Great Scouts," from which the following excerpts are taken: Man and boy. William F. Cody lived th whole span of th winning of th ne couia gei a joo in in cuy as coacn-ma- n or driver of a Or engine. Then cam Ned Buntllne, th dim novelist md, on bis heels, John Burks, probably th greatest press agent that ever lived, to persuade him, magnify him and make him their creature. Certainly no Individual, before th days of movies and radio, ever had such effective personal exploitation. Foi nearly fjlf a century he was con-tinuously held before the public. In th pages of nickel and dim novels, on th boards ln blood and thunder melo-drama and In the astounding Wild West show which toured from the tank towns to th very thrones of Eu-rope. . . . Truth about him has been hard to com oy. Those whs knew hint In youth are desd or forgetful. Th rec-ords are brittle, sparse and often fab-ulous For fortunately there Is at th disposal of th authors of this vol-ume a mass of "Buffalobills" never available to any biographer. . Burrowing In these collections and In the historical records, w learn, as might be guessed, that th Bill Cody was somewhat less In stature than th Buffalo Bill of th Ink and the limelight. But we learn, too that hie life had Bidden romances Into which the professional romancers did not delve. Even If he had fought all the Indians that were credited to him, the youth on the plains could nev-er have rivaled In courage and endur-ance the man that Buffalo Bill be-came as he fought debts and disaster and Illness snd Injustice In his old age. Let none doubt that he was then a heThe story of Buffalo Bill's life as It Is usually told, Is so well known as to need no retelling here how he was born In Iowa In 1848, went with bis parents to Kansas during the fight of the fifties, and how his father was killed because he was a Free-Solle- Then the eleven year-ol- d boy got a Job with Russell. Major and Waddell, the famous outfit of freighters, and near Fort Kearney, Neb., killed his first Indian. Although "upon this feat the whole structure of Buffalo Bill's prestige as a Indian killer was reared." no historical rec-ord of it has ever been found and with Wild BUI Hlckok, ai a soldier In the Civil war, as a pony express rider and as a scout In the Indian wars. Especially Is this true In the latter case, and In particular In regard to an Incident second only to the Yellow Hand killing for Its publicity value. That was the killing of Chief Tall Bull at the Battle of Summit Springs, Colo., ln 1800. Although Cody Is credited with having killed Tall Bull, strongest evidence points to MaJ. Frank North, organizer of the fatuous Tawnee Scouts, as the actual slayer of that chief. It was at this time that Ned Bunt-lin- e appeared In Cody's life and the heroics, which were continued by Burke during Cody's career as a showman, began. They "made" Buf-falo Bill the popular hero and the . man of world renown. Though ten years has elapsed since his death, that renown survives. The chapter, "The Magic of a Name," says: Th spirit of Buffalo BUI , . broods not only over th promontory (Lookout mountain, near Denver, where he Is burled) on th margin of th prairies where he chased the buf-falo, but also over the Big Horn Basin where he pioneered and skylarked Wyoming celebrates his birthday each February In the town which he founded he rldea forever on a horse of bronze, and where th Cody trail winds off toward the Yellowstone stands a replica of the TE ranch house Mors than a decade after hi death the nam of Buffalo BUI still has magic to draw th crowds Railway advertisement lure travel-ers Into the Buffalo Bill country Dudes go to th ranches In Increasing num-bers. In th shops of Cody they earnestly try on and buy th chaps and sombreros and lariats which en-title them to play for a little while at being rough riders of th West. And each July dude and ttock to the Cody Stamped when th cowboys of th basin put on their loudest shirt and com Jingling In for a frolic of roping, stak racing, and bronco busting, to keep alive memories of the days that Buf-falo BUI mad glamorous. it V : 'i- - f- V-ItMayBe When Children Ciy for It Castorla is a comfort when Baby la fretful. No sooner taken than the Uttle one la at ease. If restless, a few drop oon bring contentment No harm dona for Castorla la a baby remedy, meant for babies. Perfectly safe to give tht youngest Infant; you have the doctor word for that! It Is a vegetable pro-duct and you could use It every day But It's In an emergency that Castorla means most Borne night when Consti-pation must be relieved or colic pain or other suffering. Never be without ;t ; some mothers keep an extra bottle, unopened, to make sure there will al-ways be Castorla In the house. It la effective for older children, to read the book that cornea with It ;V To Cool a Burn Uso HANFORIVS ' Balsam of Myrrh AI aulai en uAotM to nlnl rar Mue tar " fcn ml U wile, How to Avoid INFLUENZA aM! Netlilnc roa esa 4 vM se effeens. ViIU j,,, w, anisM Cold, la. SiMiua f Grippe as kMPiaa- - rear ergan ef fligeetie and elfminattoe active and row ayateia free fron poteoneua eevmalauoa. Nature's mdr tN? Tsbieai does nor thaa Mrelr eaoaa eleuant and easy bowel met, it tone and sirens thona the system. Iarreai ' mg rssisuoee aoaiaat disease aad InfeeUea. Ost e St Sea si Tsar raaslsfs ,,FW V 0 SSI. SSI. . OLD FOLKS SAY , 4 DR. CALDWELL WAS BIGHT The basis of treating sickness baa not changed since Dr. Caldwell left Medical College in 1875, nor since ha placed on the market the laxative prescription he bad used in his practice. . Ha treated constipation, biliousness, headaches, mental depression, indigestion, sour stomach and other indispositions entirely by means of simple veritable laxatives, herbs and roots. These are still the basis of Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin, a combination of senna and , other mild herbs, with, pepsin. ' ., - The simpler tha remedy for Tsonatipa-tio-the safer for tha child and for yon. And as you can get results in a mild and safe way by using Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin, why take chaaosa with, strong drugs? - j A bottle will last several months, and all can use it It is pleasant to tiia taste, gentle In autiun, and free from narcotics. Elderly people find it '' 4. All drug stores have the ewepons Itl n, 'or write "Syrup Pqwin," 1, pt MJ, Monticello. Illinois, for it tnai botti. Light Fooled Plants The light mill beut gtiiemted by the giant searchlights operated each night In connection with an electric and radio show at 1'hlladelphla caused a Japanese crab apple on the ground to put forth hundreds of blos-soms In November. Several forsythla bushes and two splreas not so near the lights budded. Swedisk Graduates Idle I The great response which the young " t Swedes have given to the desire of the Swedish government for high stand- - ' I ard of education Is worrying officials . of the University of Upsala, Sweden. ' There are now so ninny young gradu-ates who have finished their university courses that there Is nothing for them to do. Silenced "I saw you conversing with that young chiropractor." ?. "Conversing I He bored me so tell-ing about his spinal cases, I finally told him I didn't want to hear any more of bis back talk." Boston Transcript ...is Not Very Thirsty "Let's have some ginger ale!" , "Pale?" . "No, Just a glass will go. ., Parrots are seldom horn In enpttv-It- y. but Nature Magazine records case of a parrot hutched In a San An-tonio shop Fish's Odd Method of Attracting Prey engulfing It In capacious mouths armed with sharp and flexible teeth that bend Inwards towards the gullet. The fishing apparatus Is developed from one of the spines of the dorsal fin, and consists of a stiff but movable basal part, the rod; a long flexible part the line; and a tip with barbs, representing the hook. The bait Is a luminous bulb, the outer skin being nearly transparent and containing a glandular sac which sheds a secretion by a pore. Vancouver Province. For a long time it was considered that the nearest allies of the angler fish, well known ln British waters, were fish living on or near the bottom of the sea. But recent Investigations show that there Is another group that live In midwater at depths of from 1,600 to 5,000 feet from the surface. This region presents conditions In-hospitable to life, and as conditions must be almost uniform from season to season, by day and by night pe-culiar modifications are to be expected In creatures capable of adaptation to such a strange environment Perhaps one of the oddest concerns the primary need for the maintenance of the species. How can a fikb find Its ninte In these vast trackless, gloomy spaces, where thej are pre-vented from living ln shoals by the poverty of the food supply? It has been fouud that In some of the sie-cle- s the mules are minute dwarfs liv-ing as parasites attached to the .Most of the fish live wholly on other fish, and, like the angter fish, obtain; their prey by attracting it and then black hydrocarbon minerals, super-ficially resembling coal but related to the asphalts, do occur In veins that cut across the Inclosing strata. The gllsonite veins of northwestern Colo-rado are examples. Coal Formation The geological survey says that coal does not occur in veins, but In strata that Is, was deposited anJ is now found In Injurs between and parallel with oilier layers or beds of stratified rock Just as tnd leaf In a book occurs between and Is parallel with the other leaves of the book. These layers are sometimes wrongly called "veins." but true veins rut across strata Instead of Irtilng parallel with them. Certain and rocking to sleep. And then, one night, she sent her nurse out and stayed at borne, Just for a new sensa-tion. She crept Into her little son's bed-room, and began to croon, as she pushed the bed about "llush-- a bye, baby, on the tree-top.- " The child turned a wondering eye on her, and then said, sleepily: "I say, tut that stuff out mother. A fellow wanls to get some sleep." Don't Bother Babies A woman who Is so fnslilonuble that she Is almost a stranger to her little son decided It was about time she be-came acquainted with him. She read old books about the things mothers used to do. such as singing lullabies New operas help to settle old scores. Rebuk From th Bench Paid me Judge to the young man dcfenilani In a bretich-of-pmiuls- e Bull. Ynu will pie"5 discontinue your loklng remarks during the rein.iin.hi ,1 this trial. Vou may court In . I,,,, jou cannot Jest In court." j Great Truth Spreading This is the truth that Is burning It-self Into the minds and hearts of so many American business men ! That how much a man owns depends on the height and depth and breadth of his mind and soul and not In his bank account. Edwa'j Bok. Ships Have Two Rudders Big boats for service ucross the Kng ilsb tliitnuel are now being tilted with a rudder at the bow us well as one at the stern, so that they can be more easily steered out of harbors, says I'opiilur Mechanics Magazine. The craft are often too large to turn around In the harbor, and It Is tlllU cull tf nintii'Uvei them backward With the bow rudder, bo'wever, the n - y task Is much easier. When going to wa, the main helm is put amidships, and the ship Is steered from the after bridge, employing the rudder at the bow. When out of the harbor, the engines are stopped, the captain and otticers go to the main bridge and op-eration becomes normal. To prevent confusion and reduce the danger of collisions, ships navigating backward are required to carry two black balls on a main most yard. :. a signal that their usual starboard ant port side are reversed " ' ' - Lssjh and B Healthy.' a most lieulll''1 ' ''"Ut L ol the gre. hri --"V wi.h.wblcb to lon ed,-l)- octor Ilnfeland. Odd Theory of Moon That the moon may be an Icy ball of snow and ice, with a small rocky ore. Is the during theory advanced by a London profexjM . |