Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1903-07-23

sonal details which are so offensive In
newspaper articles he said ."Fhey ara
triyialities and beneath the dignity of the
press. !fsFst
As we moved out Of the room the pope
called me back to him, and placing his
frail hands upon my head his eyes brIb-
ming with emotion, he said in voice of
great tenderness:
Son, you are young and you may be
useful to the world May the Father,
Son and Holy Spirit go with you. Fare
WE'LL"
And as we retired we looked back Mt the
slender white figure standing alone in the
shadowy room-and knew that / had been
face to face with the most exalted person.
atty of modern history. OF all the famous
men | have met in my Eorld- wanderings
since that day-statesmen, .monarchs, phu$f-
osophers philanthropists-I have seen ntr--
other man who seemed to have such a
universal point of view.
Leo in Official Robes.
Once more saw the pope borne aloft
on the shoulders of the Swiss Guard into
the Sistine chapel in scene of supreme
splendor-the triple crown upon his head,
jewels flashing on his bosom, the Sistine
choir chanting Pedestrians deathless mu
sic, and clouds of incense floating over ,tht
heads Of a procession header by thu
knights Of Malta, and followed by a lonf
train of cardinals, archbishops, bishop
and monsgnori. $3.50 }fai hi.
The sunlight fell upon lines of shining
steel, nodding pumes, golden chains
shimmering robes Of silk, and all tina
glittering symboiy of pontifical power and
glory.
And gathered within the wallis im1nor,
talized by Raphael and Michael Angelo,
before the eyes Of the assembled aristoc-
racy of Rome, was horde of American
savages in paint, feathers. and blankets,
~,
entrance of the chapel stood Buffalo Bill,
Buck Taylor and Broncho Bill, while a
troop of cowboys, splashed with mud, and
picturesque beyond description, lined the
human aisle beyond.
When the pope appeared, swaying in his
resplendent seat high above the assem-
bled host, the cowboys bowed their heads,
the Indians knelt down, and Rocky Bear,
the surly old chief, made the sign of the
cross
The pontiff leaned yearningly toward the
| rude groups and blessed them again and
again.
A few days afterward I was permitted
to walk in the ancient garden of the yati-
can. 1t was day of surprising lowell
ness. Every wandering breath of air came
| laden with the perfumes of distant fields
of flowers. Here Plus TX used to ride on
his white mule among the venerable
| groves, interspersed with fountains and
statues, and here the poets of an
elder time declamed In the open air to
the assembled gallants Of the papal
| courts
saw the herd of shaggy goats from
Africa which were driven every day to
the door of the pope's apartments and
freshly MIXED ate grapes in the vine
yard that furnished wine for the pope's
| table, saw the pope's summer retreat
and the little tea pavilion on the road
side, with the scarlet velvet chair, and
the Gagged parrots screaming the pope's
| name.
saw the snow-white deer and the
snow-white peacock-emblem Of immortal i
ity.
Then my guide suddenly knelt In the
road and blessed himself; and In the shad-
ow of a mighty tree saw bent white
figure and a hand family waving the sign
of the cross.