Suddenly his eye brightened; he looked at me over his shoulder, as if he were about to move away.

“And the military regulation, do you know any thing about that?” he demanded.

“No,” I said.

“In that case, you have nothing to say to me,” he retorted, with a triumphant wag of the head, and elevating his plume once more, he marched away to his post. He was the only man that I ever met who had solved, with an inflexible logic, the question which eternally confronted me in social relations, and which rises continually before every man who calls himself a Christian.