The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-10-20

{ other hand dasIng publicity To think that ones legs should make difersnce like that He despised -those legs and the Afe he led on them but he gloried gin his torso and the occasional triumphs it brought -him.
 It pust not b,JAosxSt for . minute that horseback life hela=for visions of lmitless desert grassy plain Of iong fpssst hsAss paths of high .slifting mouuain trails He bothered by fool Fish cowboy, Hsasun, BOT Cessaek hankerings. He did rot know life in the open he did not care to know st the open. He had felt the tug and strain sand quiver of horsehesh the run; he didn't ride -that way. The air of the town, proper prancing gait thecrowd a he curb, the of the band the swng of fooTin4egs and the drop of following feet, .faces innumerable windows, the magic melting of $tranc ahead color, music glitter, cheers-all these <were plenty good enough for him.
 Precocity, like its antonym, nearly always misses <fre when aimed at plTcde. The crowd will have nothing overdone nothing underdone It must have it alone just right; afeeN the reason so many men zon parade fafle An ounce too shy or an ounce too vaingorious and they lost forever It is fine .hng to gauge instantly the of ones horse, he exact aesthetieaI demand of street full of people Old Marcus Degremont could do that. Where he ssgot the knack of it, Heaven knows One doesn't find Ssuch things the leaves of ledger The man who rides at the head of parade cessfully must possess that all faculties sthe power to balance long line of display It is ssort of subhmatsd esprit corps tnged with sense
 
 the parts concerned It is combination that is as rare as a warrior who embroiders. Any marshal can make display f himself but there few marshas s-ho mahe display of the behind them. ! Old Marcus Degrment could do that, too. He could do vastly than that indeed he could rembody the head of a parade the spirit that lay ..,t the foundation of all its units. To make ten housand spectators feel Fraternity VI en four thin lines of lodgemen stripe the streets; to make ten iEousand spectators see Public Improvement when . ivc societies follow the drum. Some day municipal lice will await like that and there will be splendid living attached His bread and butter will .ot have to depend upon the keeping of books. And
 here will be adequate title attached also, that
 e most unprincipled scofer dare not wink the eye. Is it any wonder that when strangers asked the townspeope who The Man Horseback was that they should reply: "Why, that is Colonel Degre- . -lont" Is it any less wonder that, when medi- . -tating parades sought old Marcus Degremont, his wife should say, although her husband had never smeled stronger powder than she used in her bis eus, Colonel Degremont is not in. Will you wat?" Or, "CoIoael Degrennont will be glad to talk the matter over with you, I'm sure" She always said Colonel Degremont like that if other Degre mont were trying to steal his thunder.
 All this before the Spanish war. There was real colonel in town to say nothing of captains and corporals and there privates, who not averse to display. Marcus Degremont had well comed them heartily, but he did know that they would ever threaten the place he had made for him. self. 1t hSd n6f seemed possible to him, perhaps that "a reel commander could for the occasional <. honors of mere make-believe
 Not that the town had known no real coIonels nor privates before, but that those of acquaintance were quiet old with dimming eyes and slackened steps, who had fought in the Great War and were forever tired of battles and display and wanted hence forth but warm fireplace and the honor year. of walking with flowers to the graves of their fallen rt q
 esi But these latter-day Spanish veterans. with 'ter ardent of life their youth rolicking 7 Responsibility, their khaki uniforms jauntiy simple, their boyish faces. their resilient shoulders fh0r slender waists their swinging steps and their |, 5ong legsz1tleseA AYoung veterans Of young were fts sdn bioHlakel iiixnsoarl for him. f Bancy was the new cosoneTs name. He was tall frlendG- looking fellcw with incurving back but rrith not much chest to speak of. Marcus De~ramot Ind noted that ches q c-ce. T. cr-c, ,li-, chest Marcus D2~remo.t ccuI i--ate Ii tc..oxt till ri strained the cloth of lis slcu.cst unror a crscd iss brass buttons to ?rot-rde a,cs to bursting That