The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-08-19

that in both it offers career which the man of enterprise and ambition need not despise.
 In American it is sufficiently well paid to make it worth the while of the competent man whom the limitations of commercial life do not satisfy. In Rus sia. as yet, the commercial life does not provide the same kind of man with op- portunities to appeal to his imagination. Business in Russia is in it's infancy still. The association of serfdom stir cling to it. A merchant, though prosperous to the English or American degree, has no place in the larger life Of the nation. A manufacturer, though he controls vast enterprise which adds enormously to the national wealth, is without standing or recognition, except among his own class. In fact the greater his com mercial success, the greater sus- picion that his father was a peasant, a Jew or a foreigner. Nor have the learned professions the same attractions and advantages as in Western Europe.
 For the young Russian of brains and energy and character and ambition there is always the army and only the larmy. Soldering Is the largest and most important of the national employ ments-the staple industry, so to speak | of the country. with all the sense of dignity and real importance that at taches to the staple industry. It offers career, and a real and satisfying career; and it offers, moreover, all the distractions of the larger, more spacious life, such as appeal to the Russians, who have not yet become nation of town dwellers. It shows them the world as no other army. not even our own, sees it-the adventure of distant frontier lines, the strange sights of old civilizations and old barbarisms.
 You may find among the Russian of fcers here and there prig and here a boor, but he will be one only among thousands. Wherever and whenever you may chance to encounter a Russian officer you may safely make sure that you will find him a healthy minded, hearty gentleman, brimming over with good humor and good spirits, with the cheerfulest and kindest interest in your self and you feel after an hours casual Eacquaintance as though you had known him all your life
 When you are introducted to him land even when you are not-he grips l you by the hand in the heartiest way, tells you his name, joins with the most perfect frankness in whatever discussion is going on, without the slightest trace of affection or self-eonseiousness He has healthy hunger at meal times, and whether the food be good or bad--in the Far East it Is almost invariably bad-he loats 1t all, When he takes a glass of lNodka or wine he drinks it at draught.
 When he laughs 1t is great, healthly, lit is healthy, hearty anger that he lit is great, ealthy hearty anger that he shows. A cheerful, healthy, hearty, lfull-blooded man getting all there is out of life-a good lover, good hater, land fine fellow all round. You see him at his best, perhaps, when he is with other officers on account of the Iperfect camaraderie and entire absence of restrain that mark the social inter- course of officers of all grades. A little Igroup Of them round a dinner table are las light heartedly happy as a hunting Iparty. and you may see gray bearded Iold general and boyish lieutenant seated together at the same cheerful Isupper table with such a perfect frank understanding in their eamaraderie that the younger man lacks nothing in de- ference and the senior nothing in dig Unity.
 It is in lonely, frost-bound posts in the isolation of stations among Central Asian tribes along the frontiers, where the companionship of ones own kind means so much more than 1t is realized to mean in cities, that this spirit of can1araderie is bred and developed And in the American Army the same result comes from somewhat similar conditions
 | But of the Russian officers as a fight. Ing man am unable to speak because ] know nothing. He is too good a man to be anything but a good soldier-of that am certain. But as to the manner ir (which his qualities translate themselves into terms of war know no more than I know of the fighting planet Mars. know that is blood-colored and that Is lall. Charles E. Hande in the London Mail.