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r from habit or policy, was a valuable asset in his work, made him a marked man. He dressed and looked the “war correspondent,” such a one as he would describe in one of his stories. He fulfilled the popular ideal of what a member of that fascinating profession should look like. His code of life and habits was as fixed as that of the Briton who takes his habits and customs and games and tea wherever he goes, no matter how benighted or remote the spot may be.

He was just as loyal to his code as is the Briton. He carried his bath-tub, his immaculate linen, his evening clothes, his war equipment–in which he had the pride of a connoisseur–wherever he went, and, what is more, he had the courage to use the evening clothes at times when their use was conspicuous. He was the only man who wore a dinner coat in Vera Cruz, and each night, at his particular table in the crowded “Portales,” at the Hotel Diligencia, he was to be seen, as fresh and clean as though he were in a New York or London restaurant.