The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-04-15
which it was passing, gave 1t an attrac-
ton on this sunny afternoon that 1t will

which it was passing, gave 1t an attrac-
ton on this sunny afternoon that 1t Will
"a passage perilousl maketh a port
pleasant" and the long weary weeks Of
anxiety and hardship, the disappointment
of Magersfontein and the ,heart-sickness
of deferred hope were alike forgotten
Kimberley was relieved, and the remain
der of the march might as well have been
review, as the immense column emerged
from the trees and moved down the long
slopes that oppose the rising ground on
which Wesselton stands. The Beers on
the north of the town at the intermediate
station and Kamperdam were firing their
last shots from their great gun in ignor-
ance of. their failure on the south, but
these soon stopped, and Gen. French en-
tered the town, which in moment had
put out its flags and decorations The
panic that had been caused by the con-
tinuous bursting of the huge shells over
every part of the besieged town vanish
ed, and from the ], 200 foot level OF the
diamond mines thousands of women and
children emerged into the light OF day.
GLIMPSE OF BADEN-POWELL.
There have been many descriptions Of
Col. Paden-Powell, but the Mafeking cor
respondent of 'rThe Times" writing in
January, presents an entirely new picture
of that little towns defender. The aver
age idea of Baden-PowelI places him in a
coming tower smiling cynically at Boer
shells and touching electric buttons that
How little this approaches to the truth is
evident from the following:
He is young, as men go in the army,
with keen appreciation of the poSSibll-
tiles of his career: His countenance is
keen. his stature short, his features are
sharp and smooth. He is eminently a
man of determination, with great physi-
cal endurance and capacity, and extra
bending, and one would say, quoting a
phrase of Mr.. Pinero's, that fever would
be the only heat that would permeate his
body. He does not go about freely, since
he is tied to his office through the null
titudinous cares Of his command, and he
is chiefly happy when he can snatch the
time to escape on one of those nocturnal
silent expeditions, which alone calm and
asSauge the perpetual excitement of his
present existence. Outwardly he main
tains an 1mpenetrable screen of self-con-
troll observing with. a cynical smile the
foibles and caprices of those around him.
He seems ever bracing himself to be on
guard against moment in which he
should be swept by some unnatural and
spontaneous enthusiasm in which by a
word, by an expression of face, by a
movement, or in the turn of phrase, he
should petray the r1gors of the self-eon-
troll under which he lives. Every pass
Ing townsman regards him with curiosity
not unmiXed with awe. Every servant in
the hotel watches him., and he, as con-
sequence. seldom speaks without pre-
ternatural elaboration and an air of in
cis1ve fnality. AS an5officer, he has given
TO Matching a complete and magnificent
security, to the construction of which he
has brought a very practical knowledge
Of the conditions Of Beer warfare, of the
Beers themselves and sof the strategic
value of the adjacent areas. His espion-
age excursions to the Boer lines have
gained him an intimate and accurate idea
OF the value of the opposing forces and a
mass of data by which he can immediate
~ counterfeit the enen1y,s attack. He
loves the night, and after his return from
| kept so many anxious vigils, he lies
| awake hour after hour upon his camp
mattress in the veranda, tracing out in
| by which he can forestall their move,
which, unknown to them, he had per-
| sonally watched
AS he makes his way across our lines
the, Watchful sentry strains his eyes a
little more to keep the figure of the col
onel before him. until the undulations OF