The Saturday Evening Post 1917-12-01: Vol 190 Iss 22

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST a + 4 ‘ NOTICE TO READER. When you finis a. 23 = % 7% | “4 reading this copy of The Saturday Eve acea U.S | -cent stam this Founded A. Bs ; rankiin DECEMBER 1, 1917 a cts. THE COPY Beginning The Biography of a Million Dollars—By George Kibbe Turner

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—— . —— -_ ——Ee Published Weekly yx George Horace Lorimer The Curtis Publishing A q U7: LDA ) ila a a 5. Bix Company , WN \ et =. EVENING POST =" Independence Square, Philadel Founded A’D' i7? ® by Be rj Franklin ’ c a oe a a } 17. by FT ‘ s F ; . Volume 190 PHILADELPHIA, PECEMBER ¢, i9i7 Number 22 Lhe Biography of a Millliom Dollars noite mores By GEORGE KIBBE TURNER ..:: ick to the me W irted gethe that fog E£2vevtraas ven s BY D, R GRUGER Fel i evel gy ihe e into 1 ld bic shop I ns stree n! old colore« Is the bos ia Ne ‘R here l a tned dor ) s Wilkins I had ther He w va ae ralts ft f i g co and \ I had one So } stra é epped ind s! e fog « il iite “Wel ‘ an | “ lo for 1 i | g } m ‘ £ g with eye ea s In that old coat he k ‘ eve feet tall “I g ‘ ere I wa o ou,”” he d, a t illed a tle buretor I Yu l et } finge he wa r

before. We were used See — — eens - ‘ r ' “You Watch Me,"’ She Said, ‘When We Get the Money. I'll Have Diamonds Gatore —and Automobdites, and Some Reali Clothes, Once*’

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST I Suppese When I Was Gone He Started Pecking Away With His Old Left Hand at His Little Oid Perpetual-Motion Machine idea flashing through , and miles a » three improvements would make two swered me, “‘the time’s come nower on two wheels that they ir of the ground altogether.”’ ‘the man that does it first’s got * asked this Wilkins over putting on his overcoat and * he said; “I'm going home.” mousing round, lis ood Lnere ralong, to Pase: ** What That's the United to get there peed I. * e long ago,” said That's what ill going rolling round me, and che wing mouth extension it down, n the last ten, Gold to have speed, ar d e money is now ght away 1 they want it.” anyhow,” , and in engine fifty per his head, ‘than they use in Europe said I, “That's what want,” said he, “and they'll have it.” “Gad, yes!’ saidI. “If you could make some machine that would shoot ‘em out of a gun they’d eat it up and the next best thi I could see Wilkins, still standing, mousing round back of my shoulder. “‘And so I say,” I went along, “the man who could start first making them go two miles a minute might have a fortune.” ‘“*Who'd want 'em,” said Wilkins, breaking in. “Every kid,”’ said I, “that wants to get out Sundays and take break- fast in Chicago, and dinner at the South Pole And come back and put her up in the front hall before tea. Every kid that’s got any zip to him. Oh, I know,” I said; “I’ve been there myself! And I saw Pase Thomas grin— one of those old sudden grins, that these sober-faced men like him break out into. “Haven't you?” I asked him. “T have!” he said, the wrinkles closing in round his mouth again. “TI don’t believe there’s any money in it,” said Wilkins. “*And I know there is!” said I, flaring up and saying so anyhow. He made me sick, pouring cold water on every- thing. “If you < could do what this man says “It can’t be done,” said Wilkins. “You can do it,” said Pasc Thomas. “Who can?” I said. “I can,” said Pase Thomas. “You sure of that?” said I. a ought to be,” he said. “'T *“*Where you been working?” “I’ve been with the Rajah motorcycle people for tney g to that is a motorcycle.” eighteen-dollar-a-week } ‘ aiways 1 find the man who they can. “Do you know anybody?” hat’ smy trade years now.” I asked him right away. “That ain’t is ‘Are they making any money? “That I don’t know,” said he flat. line.” You couldn't help liking the man. Nine out plac e would have said they were getting rich there. ‘I don’t know anything about the financial end,” said, “‘but I do know that machine, inside and screw and cotter pin in her,” of ten in | out every “I got something here,”’ h« ” And he dragged an old envelope out you, por ket. ‘‘Here’s their machine Sa he said, old stub of a lead pencil to a drawing on the back; I'd with the here’s how the one would look make, improvements on it, And then he handed it out of it then. I didn’t take time to. **Look here!” said I, catching fire all at once. “Do you over to me. I couldn't much want to take a chance?” “T don’t know,” ““What?” ‘I tell you what I'll do with you,” I sai you'll come here and make up a half a he said. dozer machines you've been talking about, we'll put up machinery and the material against your time, and split the profits. “*What do you say?” said I, when he didn’t off. “‘Will you take a chance on your own s “Well, yes,” he And I tighten up. “I guess maybe I can do it. ‘All right i “taal started to get up “Who says so?” said Wilkin “I say so!” said I, turning round and facing him. ‘Well, I guess I'll have some that said. could se ' ” then, said from back of me, all at once. Say about before you do j he, putting his hand up to } way he did when he was going contrary. “‘According to our agree- ment “ “Oh, forget it!” I told him. and sleep it off.’’ “I mean what I say,”’ he home ] looking standing, at me through |} *said I ll right for you,” se take kept along, a chance with along.’ ‘You to do something,” know we've got I said, coming back at him; “you know that.” “It’s all right for you,” he said, “but it’s my money in here.” “Aw, drop it!” I said “Wait till we get alone ito him: “If of those our “I Wender What it Would Seem Like,"’ Polly Said Finally, December |, 1917 “Wha »” asked Wilkins, “*Don’t mind him,” I said, turning round to Pasc. do you know about this man, anyhow making one of those Susified motions of his. “Tye got the say-so here.” “Have you?” said Wilkins, his voice getting thinner and higher and more old-womanish every minute. “ We'll see whether you have or not!” “Oh, stand still,” I said, ““and hold your feet down!”’ Two years of him had been about all I could stomach. “You can't do it,” he kept saying; “that’s all. can’t do it—without my consent. “We'll see ,”’ said I, stepping toward ‘to-morrow. Now, you shut up!” he said, backing away. You about thi him, ‘You can’t scare me,” ~ Sa d I. me,”’ “Scare you?’ “You can’t break in h “Don’t clothes wet. “You can’t scare he said for the third time ‘You can’t bulldoze me, you big bull scare he said again, with a kin is voice. tears,” . “Don’t burst into get me,”’ voice way you—you re And he things he’d beer affairs—the mor “Quit it,”’ I te Sut he kept rig started blabbing out before that stranger all y up against me; and all our privat he’d put in on my notes. I qui ike a child that has got started “Go on, now; —_— t along, | ing and can’ ng from Pase to me, and back you to understand,” ight. Y money in here! he said to } ou can’t ’ I'll take out my I'm going to have some say ir !’ said I. ** You poor old female mul stood there looking at me through | r all brushed just so, and his cl his clear { ; hands down bv his sides e bookkeeper “Cot “ ré 1’ T said. “Take , and your ‘darned Susie ways your three thousand dollar muffler files, and get! and your shoes , and your sr and you **T will,” said he. vil!” I said. } ' sald lity **Go to the de “You'll see!” And the office “I'll be here t door shut after him. morrow for my money,” he said, coming back and opening again, and then stopped and thought a minute. “An | give you Just two months t bust in,” be saic And the he there. NV* STOOD there I and this fellow I'd never seer my life until a half an hour before, facing each other he looking at Ll’ ve England are full of them ll they } ‘ iows, WILN blue eyes and I looking at him. } ireds lil the machine shops of Nev See! ANUGTeUSs like , still, lean-faced men tl me ur hin at don’ talkt ’re talked to; these long-faced lantern-jawed fel peering out ove rtheirshiny cheek bones that have gone still, working and puzzling round machiner He slow grindir stood there like a stone fence; he had stopped tl g even, ym whatever it wa } 1 he had in his mout His face was st a board, as we both “to Have All the Money You Want"

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST I thought, “looking at it a any the worst ad be worse off than we are now. and m't come to so much as Wilkins’ did. rial would be wouldn't be much. would go on just as it is now; nd,” I thought, “this may be the chance ould do what he says he can mind the figures I'd made before “There's a barrel of money in If; “a good big thing for the If you could we put out of t now, and jam it number of them that tma i do it,”” I said to myself. | believe it car “Start be done I said to myst lf “We've got to!” omebody out in the shop, and I old Tom Power first le was coming »ok-over for the night. atchman in the building for several d, capable mechanic once, but his right na belt, so he wasn’t any good on a And they gave him this job as night ] aid “What You'll get a good warming when your wife Tom. time’s this to be said I, old 1 tell man, He was a queer old devil, you he wasn’t quite right in his ind ofan invention he’d gotten up that we Miracle little from somethin he said once old perpetual-motion machine he he had, a queer-looking thing, like a little that folded up and flapped out again ivself OUSLY the bottom of his or whether it was just something whether at rom going loose while he was alone in LU IBIEK I, 100th th Regiment, n, had acquired a sentiment almost of 1 the little French town set among the vet a hollow of the rolling Picardy country. upon this sector, SOMME, had come up for the erre St. Vaast Wood at the time of in September, 1916, and during in the dreary winter which fol h shells n the quagmire behind the trenches, 7 | their ilvia. When at last, } r j igvarad front line wailed over their heads to back te rest area with something akin relieved for a few weeks, they , bearded and mud-caked, into the narrow led into the tree Arc ed to their surrounded Grande tatue in the center, it was almost native townships remote hey a spasm of lustiness, sang, with j '” ler Heimat da giebt’s ein Wiedersehen: that had a note of real home: hifted to the criptions upon the shops, indicative oming as correct smart slope iman nature and the business in- or rather of the brave wives of int in the French trenches helped the ver pasted across the windows bore the tlessen, Rauch- und V ittel, mmprehending landlady by an obliging the allurement of his fellows Friendly But Not Cordial tood at the doors of their shops while ring by in the dusk, and said to one itude “Oui, ‘ext I ; ta tro con qnme of faces that flowed through the ttural cries of recognition from to be e. The women at the doors stood after company ireaming perhaps of a day ould march down that street anxious remembered. companys tramped when a ice sli ’ iasm that brought a lump to the e eyes merely to imagine it there ith those long still rows of machinery. It must have got pretty lonesome in those empty shops nights, thinking, knowing you had your right hand gone. And I always thought probably he was like a lot of those other fellows that get crippled up in machine shops. They want to make themselves feel they’re some use yet, if they are gone physically; and that starts them, naturally, trying to think out something Anyhow, in most ways old Tom was sharp as a brier, and as well posted as nights, W some invention. anybody. He had so much time to read the papers. I often asked him what he thought of things, and I thought I'd start him up that night. “You got competition, Tom,” said I. “What's that?” * Another fellow’s been in to-day with another miracle.” “Another one? That + i “Yes,” I told him “What's this one got ? And I told him. “Do you know what I think I’m going to do, Tom?” I said. “I’m going to start him off. I'm going to see if I can’t have a crack at the motorcycle business. There what do you think?” “What have you got that’s new?” me. What’s he been try ing to do?” might be big money in it he said, looking at He had a face and a kind of big bulging fore- head, and cheeks sunk in over his jaw. When he grinned He was a queer looking old fellow. thin as an old skeleton, you saw half of his teeth were gone. so he claims, that'll stand up one hundred per cent better than they do now.,”’ ‘Can said Tom, “And go fifty per cent faster “That'll do it,” Tom, they’re after—sixty —eighty “Could we sell them, if “We can make one, you?” anyhow.” “That’s what nour: said looking up. a hundred miles an we could do it?” ‘Sell ’em, yes! kid’ll one right away. Why wouldn't they? Hop on your own kerosene can, and over to Chiny and back in one day > world like the devil on “We'd have thought ‘when we were kids.” said he. business Every want scampering round the ” a stick. Sure they’ll want one! it was a miracle, at that,” said I, **So it is, That’s the So’s most everything nowadays. we’re all in—miracles. The only December 1, 1917 trouble with ’em is they don’t last. This one’ll be a back number ten years from now, just like the bicycle is to-day There’s something new coming along all the time.” “You're right,”’ said I. “‘You got to keep humping t keep up with the procession nowadays.” “T was reading in the paper just this morning,” said Tom, “about these Wright boys, down in Dayton, Ohio, starting over to France to show them how to fly in the air.”’ “Yes; I saw that,” said I. “They was in the bicycle business, you notice, like the rest of ys.” “Yes, but that won’t go very far,” said I. catch in that thing.” “It'll be the coming thing ten years from now your machine will be a back number—and mine,” he said, and grinned his old grin like an old skeleton with half the lower teeth gone. He always joked about his contrivance “But there’s one thing you got to remember,” he said *‘By that time we'll both have made our million, and be retired.” “That’s right, Tom,” said I. ‘‘Why wouldn’t we make a dollar some day—like the rest of them?” “That's right, why wouldn’t we?” death’s-head grin. “But there’s one thing,” I said, “you want ber: I’ve got an option on some of that stock when ye get the old Miracle on the market.” “You'll have it,” said he. “She’s going fine, ain’t she?” out all right?” “She’s going good,” he said. “I can’t “There’s a wher said he, with that to remen said I, “She’s working complain” with that kind of dry old crafty grin upon his face he had sometimes. I could out laughing or not. “She'll start some of these days,’ come round and “You won't never make whether he was * he said. “And I'll surprise you.” surprise me any, Tom,” said I, pa The poor old dev il! Go on now,” said Tom. “The wife’ll be waiting. along. I'll lock up after you.” So I went, and he locked up; and went back ting him on the back. Go again, I suppose, when I was gone, and started pecking away wit! (Continued on Page 38) IL '—By F: Britten Austin In the and had surged out of their billets in throngs of soldiermen evening, when the battalions had broken ranks arm in arm in twos and threes, a woman under the hanging oil lamp in the tiny shop would look up at a remembered face with a little smile and say, half in quiet malice, half in natural humgn friendliness: And the German, pronunciation “Non, matame—bas doué Then the woman would break into a little merry laugh “ Ah! il ne sera jam . the desired article grinning, would reply in his clumsy encore, } , ps pee dour ct homme-k i as sh e pushed And the German, grinning uncomprehendingly, would tramp heavily out of } the shor across the counter. Relations between the and the rily — conquered, if not cordial, were at least friendly. Fre neh conquerors tempora- The women had homes to be kept together and young mouths to be fe d. TI from the strain of those long, drear weeks when they lived under the alternative of kill or be killed beings not e German soldiers naturally relaxed Besides, human in hostilities cannot live in propinquity of amicable The looked at the little children and remembered that they themselves, many of them, were actually engaged close without the emergence German sentiment soldiers fathers. The mothers remarked the caress and beamed with that maternal emotion which forgets nation- For a fi the German military-police system was strict. It conferred a sense of security on the tern discipline on the other. ality nal reason while it enforced a a bright March morning, cheerfully from a pale-blue sky that there was a chatter of bird note t one party Or with the sun shining so among the bare trees of the orchard, the Gefre ite Hans Kellner took a walk billet familiar to him had been dis- first morning after their round the The this from previous occupanc) battalion missed early from parade on arrival in the rest area, in order that the men might clean + kits and otherwise recuperate from the fatigues bad the e, whose step in rank above the ofa The simple private m from the duty of cleaning up the barn in which his squad had slept, of particularly weather in trenches. absolved | wandered round the house, his long porcelain-bowled pipe hanging from his teeth, and looked critically for any change that might have occurred since The a farm- stead which was the first of the buildings of the town when his last visit. There was none house our, monsieur, entered the wore its normal look of cultural occupation, apparently unaffected by the There was still a quantity of hay and straw in the barns main road DY The fowls pecked assiduously as of old on the manure h in front of the house, in the courtyard all but inclosed | yt barns and opening onto the road by a heavy double gate- way. The stables were empty; the horses—he knew them to be poor creatures purchased from the German authori- ties after being cast from the army The orchard, bright with its whitewashed stems in sunshine, was just showing its first buds. at work in the f Hans Kellner Chops Wood HE inhabitants were unchanged also. M. Delavigne, the farmer, a man of about forty years, whose class had not yet been called to the colors when the invaders swept over him off from the French authorities The German touched his cap and diffidently murmured “‘ Bon- without, however, removing his pipe from his teeth. The Frenchman answered by the curt nod that had been his invariable response when Hans Kellner had, in his last visit, proffered friendliness. He heard Marie, } the servant maid, giggling as of old with the soldiers clean- the land and shut passed through the yard on his way to the house. ing the barn, as, rather sheepishly, he followed the farmer to his door. Uncomfortably sensible of his idleness in busy household, he shamefacedly , On the threshold of the big kitchen with its clean-scrubbed wooden furniture, its black gulf of a chimney, and gazed in without entering. Two women were at there—the farmer's wife, fresh and buxom, some ten years younger than her husband, and her mother, with many years of toil in the fields. The turned away her h The farmer's wife craved companionshi he hesitated, Work old and bent old woman ead with a scowl. came boldly toward the German. ** And there is a heap of wood to be chopped in the corner of the yard!” The German stared at her for a moment while his dull intelligence lumbered after the swift run of her words. Then seizing their import he smiled, touched his cap and turned with docility to do her bidding. He procured the ax with a precise and long-founded knowledge of its whereabouts. he set to work vigorously upon the heap of rough timber. The chopped wood he piled in “* Ah, gros paresseux!” she said vivaciously. Then putting away his pipe a shed with scrupulous

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neatne } daughter, toddled ut to m and watche “Bonjour, Mar ith the child thar worket we!” said Hans,

"Jour, m'sieu,”’ responded Marie-]

any other member

Grosses-Han} ‘ ? ‘ f the f se gravel ner l e regiment must be I j none-too-clean face in process of further y may be allowed tft ntertere W he ex t { Get ‘ Villar nder gua a ‘ Y nnd ita I j le Me nae x \\ fifteen t { ‘ ( ( i ( ‘ women. The " é er ‘ tion at 1 alterr r i he ! at five and six ’ Set ‘ ie trees are t roug arrie n i \ ‘ companv wv eport 1 iz ‘ der mn of the town.” He rose e , marched off with he » the gatewa pening to the street. your orders. I r ! There he stood sunning himself, the little one held high, prattling and laughing, beating upon his cap with one fist while the other arm tightly encircled his head. Suddenly the German soldier perceived a motor car, followed by a second, rus ward the town. He had a glimpse of a flag f ring above the radia or In ar nstant the child was dashed down, the | German soldier stood rigid and saluted with exa precision as the first car dashed past. The child flung down upon the ground burst into a shriek ment and pain. The German ] € tood Ke a statue ¥ igain as the se nd car shot Db ne f tained the d nal genera ne cor the gods fr oO had whirled a uspending the functior 1 humar \ THEN he relaxed from his stiff »osture cent interval to assure himself that fo wed, the chiid had tied trom him, r vith last audible nto the house { Hans Kellner gazed stupidly after her, followed | eral if } taff office clir ed the wooden sta a D | ‘ the ] ttle , il ! strode into the oft f the regiment command er. That office 1 ed Irom his seat in erect rigiait th a el ol heels and spurs “Good morning, Herr Ober ag said the divi- onal general “Good morning, ¢ cellenz,” replied the | 4 onel, wondering uneasily regimental ad been <« he stood

ed, colon f t} rs] } iia the general, a ’ ping himself heavily into the chair which a subal tern member of the - regimental staff hasten — om . : ved After an to pla e tor him I

long the road and saluted rst had con i held mem- ouyg? ‘sf “4 &

Orgy of Destruction, of Hacking, Smashing and Applying the Torch the Three Battalions According to Orders Left Onty a Desert Behind

x “Zu Befehl, Excellertz!” said the regiment commander The regimen ymmander also e to | f ) zealously ere he nber rrar ! parade attitude and rigid as betore resumed } seat “Zu Befehl, F elle 4 The div nal general tapped tf t 1 upon the table With a mutual clicking of he the a ! | We are « acuatir the area me rhe retirement and his Satellites departed \ be carnmed out nediat¢ In as shor i ea é 1a ar e f The obe eyebrow ti at t tartling inte summons the three batt I : gence He | ed at his superior Ss though scarce ‘ nel ed ¢ he é crediting | ea sized part r ete i i} The general waved away his doubts with an airy motior M eisierst That w é : of hie hand conhidence, thoroug eSSe . \' A matter of strates eber Oberst nzende Kris Destru n, 7 el ‘ ce ‘ rd ’ Hindenburg maste e! We escape fron ( no looting! Pha i r ‘ ! enemy at the moment he intends to deliver his de ( inderstand. We e! me ! ( blow and leave him a vacuun a desert! However, lieber plete destruct You find your times f a ! Oberst, it is not for us to discuss the decisions which have off in your orders. You must be st inctua Ar been ratified by the A H ghest W ar Lora it is for is to when you ieave ] t leave or 4 ‘ I execute them.”” He blew pompously down his nose into his You quite understand? Then get : thrust-out bristling white mustache and glared at the “Zu Befehl, Herr Oberst! aid the thre att t colonel as he finished this sentence mandefs in chorus, saluting like one ! ! t i ilt ee wohl, I nt Said the col nel, a neous ¢l ck of spurs I t i ne ept . . . ‘

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\ < be ‘ ‘ \ ‘ i ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ juare and de t i In the kit ‘ < UT e town, M. Dela ‘ ‘ ‘ ist withou t ‘ } emblage of the ' Hi ‘ , fond attending ‘ Marie-] 1 Marie, the s ant ‘ i table , n f t he eiped the ‘ ‘ i ‘ i The Destruction Begins UDDENLY the farmer looked up. His « ave aca t aul ‘ tthe ne sevet elg! ‘ i intar ir det ation I'he ¢ id detonat I not s 1d ‘ ilar repeated hich he ‘ Le mo ted t re i i er and de ied it 1 t i the wa s erie | r ied. H fe ex if inged i} e 1 | ‘ ire irer! ‘ ed ‘ t € iw 1d mm ‘ ha 1¢ { t Pe d 1 mx ‘ e heard Continued on Page 67)

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 E M nsation when I first numskulls could not realize that the cloud was lift- P xaltation—all were By Lloyd Osbo Ww] PIR e@ ing from my brain, doubtless apprehending might zing sort of surprise. commit suicide if left alone. I noticed how the of a steamer; near at ILLUSTRATED BY H. wi. BALLINGER sergeant had slipped a razor and a pair of na ing chairs; scissors into his pocket before leaving. Su ea as calm McBeth is. Having dropped into his skin out of no- commit suicide! I burst out laughing at anythin, where, it will be interesting, will it not, my friend?" credible. No; I wanted to live; I was passionately eager There was a glisten in his eyes as I looked at tolive! After being so long dead it was exhilarating beyond him. My note of gayety had touched him pro-_ expression to be alive. My difficulty was to restrain m) foundly. He blew his nose with violence on a very exuberance—not to shout and dance in wild delight dubious handkerchief, and murmured something It occurred to me I ought to put down my sensations o1 about his lieutenant being a very beau monsieur. paper. Some bygone voice out of the mist commanded me My cabin, which I evidently shared with Nogeon, to do this. Not only might it help others in my pre was large and spacious. My unknown friends had ment, bi ience and the world had their rights certainly treated me handsomely. I went to the matter. Such a diary would be of inestimable value mirror over the washstand with something like trep- elated wit 1e After all, what is life but a t idation. The first sight of oneself is a thrilling ex- memories? Mine, so few and just beginning, seemex perience. I saw a pale, intellectual-looking face, infinitely precious. Every effort should be made with deep-set brown eyes rve them. Yes; I should put down my sensations and clustering brown hair. aper instantly, and continue the task from day to The nose was a little long, ith t painstaking assiduity. Even if but the mouth and chin id not care for my v; even if ft sci and jaw all struck me_ and cold, how immeasurably priceless it would favorably. I parted my afterward—to me, this newborn of twenty-nine or lips to look at my teeth with the Croix de Guerre and t Médaille Militaire! and was delighted to f great excitement I rang for the steward ¢ them remarkably ii “Bring me paper and ink!” I ; ' and even. Then, with a backed away with a frightened look, I asked perempto horrible misgiving lest ‘* What ship is this?” rship. they might be false, I “The St. Paul, sir.’ himself much Stella is Very Captivating, Over« tried—ineffectually —to pull them out. No; **And what is the date, steward?” ?” he flowing With Gay Tetk About Noth- the white and even teeth were real, and my “The third of t, sir.” ings and ts ae Miagfet ae a Rien finger along the gums showed they were ** And the year? growing out of me. Altogether, the inspec- His eyes rolled in terror as he felt ; kind and considerate. He tion of myself seemed absurdly satisfactory. This McBeth upon him wh mine and added: “It rejoices my was quite a good-looking fellow. “Nin dred and sixteen, si I ‘oi “Sergeant,” I said, “‘I have been wondering all this time ribable embarrassment, I what you meant by an aéroplane. What is an aéroplane?”’ The first thing I am learning is th: ho he wa He was dumfounded. commiseratec Ni » wishes to be ““An aéroplane,”’ he began haltingly—‘‘an aéroplane see in all faces a desire to be kind t is an aéroplane, monsieur.” suspiciously moist, follow me as I one might have Then he rummaged among some magazines and hur- down the deck alone; and I am devoured by peech had caused him _riedly turned to a picture of a weird-looking contrivance o1 ment. I fir is attention odious; astonishment hat diminutive wheels. the well-meant efforts to draw me i 0 pleased? “It flies in the air,” he explained. ‘‘These, monsieur, answer in monosyllables and tur are the wings. This is the motor. It was the discovery of salute. Everybody is aware ym Hundred : your celebrated compatriot, Vreet. See, monsieur; the that the y years of my li ‘ been obliterated itrusted by the operator sits here and guides himself horizontally by these suppose it is very sad; but, after all, if I do not care, \ ringing monsieur handles on either side. For vertical movements, he ” should they? Why burden me with their contemptuou “‘And do you mean to tell me that I went up in athing sympathy, which i 1e only thing I find to disl like that?” I interrupted him, shuddering. ““Upintheair, beautiful and sparkling world. Doubtless I am like a bird!” doubtless, too, in the past my own face Champagne Front,” “Yes, my lieutenant,”. returned Nogeon. “And often expression at affliction and inf n the ambulance, betweer thousands and thousands of meters.”’ the mist; I beg earnestly to be forgiver +} ‘ ° A most painful agitation beset me; I trembled; i then, the torment I was causing to those all I could do to control myself. was to hide their sores from the mob ugh “And what did I do when I was up in the horrible As I analyze myself I am more and more str thing?” I asked, dizzy at the thought. capriciousness of my recollection and understan¢ **Monsieur had a machine gun and a sack of bombs,’ one sense I have not been reborn at all; at lea said Nogeon. h, but it was uncomfortable for the Boches wide fund of knowledge and aptitudes, an« when my lieutenant was about—of that I can assure you, of these can be explained by the theory of ner on my word of honor. Eleven—that was the number of my acquirements surpass anything so mec} monsieur’s triumphs; he brought down eleven of the For instance, I write English with flue enemy’s aéroplanes in flame and death.”’ French reasonably well. My tabl Though still in a tremor, I began to feel proud of Mc- deportment seem irreproachable Beth, and was glad my ego had not landed in the body of closely, consult Nogeon, and an some poltroon. Personally I knew I was incapable of such the truth of this. I do not use a kni said daring—-of such extraordinary courage and heroism—and I drink out of a finger bowl. I rise to let lence as ( ‘ felt ashamed of the advantage I had taken of poor McBeth. ilute t aptain | ctiliously | 1 Never for an instant did I have the conviction that I was snow th: mail steame McBeth. On the contrary, I had the impression of being ' an interloper, who had somehow jumped into the unfor- tunate mar and dispossessed his soul. It seemed a dishon- orable thing thus to rob a man of his body and substitute so inferior a soul as mine; but, after all, I had had no choice in the matter, had 1? But still it troubled me—this fan- merged from t} t } se amou tasy of my theft edge. Yet this rica, toward whi I an Chere was a knock at the door, and the ship’s doctor unknown country. So is the Franc ave left. So is the entered. I could see in his eyes that he was afraid of me. Germany that is never mentiones ve with black looks He felt my pulse, expressed his pleasure at my improve- and ani nation of hatred. recommended a nap and backed away with a T ibarrassment that keeps me aloof of necessity air, as of one who had performed a disagreeable compels me to seek elucidation from Sergeant Nogeon. | ’ I was thankful for his recommendation, since it like the worthy fellow better and better. He never wounds gave me an excuse for ridding myself of Sergeant Nogeon, » by commiseration. His gruffness an ctness who was a kindly man; but I was finding it more and more nuch to my taste, as well as his respect, ar irksome to have him about. When one is gloating over appr | that he keeps a very sharp and watcl one’s rebirth one does not specially crave the society of a . Not that I need any such attention, | frowzy sergeant of the One Hundred and Thirty-fourth of ever present sense of duty that anir the Line. ak of my misfortune with despon \ Of course he demurred; in fact, it cost me no little effort l o go downstairs and | ‘ to pack him off. Like the doctor, he regarded me as a “But consider how extremely) 0 see what sort reature thi madman, who might have a relapse at any moment. These _ be alive!

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “Neil,” She Panted, “‘Neil, Telit Me You Know Me, or I Shall Go ubles me, as well e. To-day I dr Have I parents

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that arn exertions, and followed ul i o ward, ¢ ng mome rturbed peo with bewild ling tears, y*herent que be tartling clothe I winced the he ga 1 DLS itteral mm ow Vol 1 om nt » you to y r old dad ind, cry look THE SATURDAY EVENING POST t } My father and I | constraint lessened. } indeed, my oth laughed shook | 1 could scarcely utter ement ‘ nds. T to ordinary, youth e show e enterprise . r had given I turned t asked him if he were not my brother. agedy way and, though ou sn uman intercourse. » the and plainly peopl ] ling gy out g ou in es Make guided me along the dignified life I understand is, and that inforn al, Sure!” Li “Tam Eddie, you know. We were great old chums once, N« You must try and like me all over again.” “Indeed I will!” I said heartily, waiting for the love slender blonde to be identified. Eddie’s backwardness was puzzling; I wished to make the introduction. he answered, wringing my hand : ‘ as ant yme sailors were | tr s joined by Serge very ly kindliness father strikes n ties my simplicity , whi }] f i I looked the was aware of a tension, as quit up at and mutely of all story lay stolk ers 1] il though one As I looked toward her in expectation, the pretty creature flushed to the ears. She’s Stella,” said Eddie, laughing nerv- ously. “Stella Lessinger, you You are gaged to her, Neil.” no e con deck opinior > target ( ; w my es ’ : iel drama whicl some wering wall of snow. er As we mounted j iform saluted us, the [ am writing this in a Then a gentleman in large and very discord- antly furnished room, which they tell me was my study McBeth seems to have been asped my hand with l » honor to gree port; ily fan I saw he fore mea ar d would awaiting me ple, two men and two one of those indis- ering cries of recogni- criminate bachelors who piled all his pos- sessions together the ensuing exclama tions, the streaming who kept crus! Then the others as though noking voice “I Knew That to Stay Here—to See You Perhaps —Would Break My Yet What Coutd I Do But Stay?" ‘ yt’? have my boy Heart Into Little Pieces. a\ } i reath coming the general higgledy-piggledy eff the bizarre taste of maids, untram- + » and found pleasure ir All is ir out-of-door man who has brooms and artistic zed up at me with an y ¢ ti tions Once phrase seems cr or rather tastelessness t yearning and hear al vy recollection as the contrived it out wher his harmony, and glories in you: r fidences a to the Three deer heads and an elk head look down e walls; firearms, modern and: and among the latter are There isa large Oriental divan; Ir led chaos. t} ir mother, don’t e t from much and say you at her iL me, antique, are in }OV oothed you evidence; some admirable speci- you all the omad!” To me this poor I had never set mens, therearePersianand and waitir Cc } rof uldles, packsad- flaming Navajo rugs I was 1 triced to the skis; inese embroideries; n usior a birchbark canoe ceiling; W dies, snowshoes, of ammunition, and books, I the floor, McBeth, have been a man of some cu innumerable japanned tin boxes full ybish 00ks, books everywhere rgeant Nogeon when fishhooks, rul and correspondence; on shel on under the marquetry t ranslated Ir i W at riting thus t by his effe at as e ivation, widely It now this Were it not for the a they th with an absorbing love of sport. s strange has wholly left me in I feel itowa reverence for Then st where my reincarnation, sort of awe rd my predecessor curious respe ar 3 like and his things, thoug! honored row oldist as I would have To take the lives of these wild er Te or we m in temporarily deer hea amazement bundled out bt ar r in my custody N any or that, mother Going, the Com] ment Mine! “| as thous eal el r *s t ewitha orrence, ) Perhaps the subconscious | since the third of as seen so mucl extinction under at date his lucid all >» the whole room human hat Was ferocious t bloodshed seems abomi- ble nav litter circumstances To be I hi mess i letel 1\ withheld fr »whole ur comp é real McBet t ( tesque } t at mig open the door and ask me what the Ton any moment I had dor t T } it devil s absence! 1 , ir s always his oom But d never it ie, ( } roceed witt my n ) I must t get use d fi ) diary Di r aown recent I eve , liveliest ar y and try to write events scrapbooks = And were Her glar “Oh, er, @ On landing at the formalities, all entered hirty o quence , to share We a ‘ - - ‘ } + »recog- motored some t forty miles to t} r is large, called It is a considerable establishment, with 1 servants, two chauffeurs, and as many gardeners for the My father, I gather, i il pleasant, Mont- or ten th y rambling house o calm e a town I wouk not informe oa hysterical guifaw. father recomn é ave ” our ! own sne f oblivious of e cannot end spacious grounds. is a man of in suc f con- nt Was wealth, and is a director in half a doz mport Bo we spend our winters the the house that I find delightful 1e as a man of no more thar as | imme: December /, 1917 th he and my mother have their « r position is not exactly grandiose, f lead position, who an agreeable and M4 that we have a New York |} ouse as We ll Everything is ol Though my very easy-going; and there a note TY 1) r ] mediocre quali umonplace, in fact—he redeems himself ir his abounding good nature and lk it him far pretensions. from him; ve ol h st bet ter than any aristocrati Kindness and on 1 radiates his return fron his office, as one } low, cheerful voice ring feels th roughout the house a kir of ears his mel- one it in visible response to vitality a of heart. I am tensely so mucl nd goodness n Ly growing fond of mother. Her gance, her grace, distinct { ele- her é LOT great beauty, whic still persists in spite f suffer- time and all attracted me beneath found } ir telligence, a yet pro standing, t be Wher those melting and | caressing feel the t small soft hand, I into a sort of ecstas under iat affect me yond expres sion, she ‘ e7 mine, t rai tl aerness I put my armsa draw her to my heart, D and unashamed tears of hap- piness stream down my face Though my father an unfailing loyalty, king in affect for my ce, noisy brother, she permits 1 she accords ion com- ¢ Y was I who made | her stifled and futile to tr ionment ambi come lt strain, } aiwe wor My for I had le mortification, But the blankness of my most ? t dis- poigna she turned maste ing her- indeed, to a bookcase, indi igs, Was a specially I stared at them in Hard Beth; On My ast My books! rut il il d a dozen Far Afic \ D read: 1 McBetl | ness, sus | MeBeth. | onisn- by Ne le as I examined them. andchildren,’’ murmured my mother, onstraint; and then she explaine same titles was due to separats litions ll incredulous } i, ir novels,” she said, trying wit “You eat many stories too, Neil; you will find [ then yur study.” voice sound matter-of-fact n Lin ve essful, mother?” I asked. de as she answered: ing younger writers of taken the books away then and there had d me there was another set in my study. a fever of curiosity that I hurried away, ul manners, consideration or anyt! iing else.

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 “NOT FOR PUBLICATION” telegrams, come eless messages four irom the ndaproot i} rooms dildi Buildi: are doing, of other nations liplomats in E irope, il finance are ifoot among rulers, ter and in parlia- of infor- ’ wealth n Washington, some- the tone buildings at ton, lo« ked u ayal t nation ith about Atlantic. President alone know it, ews of world 1 together before cores of corre- lal of i” I ! tec rint it not e' actually know. There’s new not very much to print »yread what Ambassador Page learns r Lloyd George or the King? American new ; welcome hing’s his al Haig or General Pétain? ; of those that come regularly from our embas- paper General Per eports of 1 Marsl resting to know the content day; or the import of at Washington sansing and the diplomatic ioners of the Ailied Powers? Washington correspondent and knew between mms ire that much of what could produce as secure ly locked in your own ntruded there. You couldn’t print t Regulating the Public Pulse Wt N any law specifically prohibits, not that ua pu nent awaits the offencer. But patriotism les those >w inter ely as those who fight. ion that more than talk freely spondents to write what newspaper men ll Know they official to them of the artime il hundred reporters g departments and bureaus ponsibility ? rs similarly is imposed upon them. gather information of seaports and interior cities which but at the same the War Depart voluntarily censors narrative, time tem and plar of re to-day from time to time from the certain classes of military , naval rmatlion indeed, a change in the whole newspaper break of the war. The press is expecte d e mil tary information and at the same to give space to the Government's many lanations of policy and action inter people. taken upon itself the task of regulating e-hearted support of the tion so that enthusiasm will be uniformly Washington in argue a variety of have risen at job. They suppression of untoward hap- ! disa » would issue treatises and pamphlets indexed with oped footnotes of people wait set of volumes ters and cover up and cross-indexed, and would have the generosity pome and publish a neat nd comfortably complete. Some ese— would regulate public opinion By David Lawrence Cotenet Robert Ewing Tatking to Joseph P. Tumuity, President Wilson's Private Secretary George Creet, Chairman of the Committee on Public Information l would an alarm cloch into spasms of you on every that carried over a »to No Man’ occasion | Land or the navy cracks the back of a rs, more timid, advocate alternate waves And in the ation that the people mostly preter to Ul rill for themselves, the absence of a want facts and strategists who have and optimism. argued for an artificiality of effect have, just as surely as did England’s overzealous censors, cast suspicion on much of the Gevernment’s output. is a name too high- Those who strive to direct the thought and emotions of the pe ople Perhaps “‘ psychological strategists” sounding. can be more concretely identified. First there are the cabinet officers. Day after day they it tangled f red tape and oppressed by inces- ranging from to the most pestiferous of secretaries rise on the week-end, ‘ gas attacks from innumerable callers, persons on legitimate errands lobbyis These t cabinet or whene I rit moves them, and pronounce a long devoid of but intended to rouse the pe ple to heights of unbounded en- the cabinet—and © strikes a new note in lic speech and catches the ear of the country. But as the falls down— no because of a lack of vision but of a habitual dependence on speect ill of p ides, information, usiasm. Occasionally one in are one or two who can do it agents for war the cabinet press generalities The cal when the ott concrete information. vuld rise up and say things don't ight be frowned upon by sundry people want cer who w ‘inet look as well as they seem, m persons in executive quarters, but he would effectively vary the monotony of the pro- ceeding. Similarly, the one who would coin a phrase or two—even if he had to plagiarize from American slang to do it and say something inspiriting about the American Army and Navy in monosy] labic emphasis might be accused of bluster and jingoism—a deemed highly undignified. Colorless speech- making is a prerequisite to an unbroker tenure in the cabinet. So as one descends from the cabinet- combination officer plane to the lesser lights, silen: suppression become even more the Only the publicity experts, private se taries to presidential candidates-t chiefs of divisions of “information,” press agents inside and outside the Goverr Not that m« objects wortny for the Red Cross, the tion, the Coal Adminis Loan publicity, t the recreation for the ment are loquacious. are not committees the railroad war boards and a « activities, in additi bureaus of the Ge organized in peacet organized ( Information, already made famous by Georg inasmuch as these experimenters in nz vary in their ideas of what must appeal to the specially United States and incidentally the morning and e\ newspapers, the weeklies and the | lanche of hete rogeneous manuscrip magazines, t! r is an ava down on editors and correspondents diurnally nally in a mad passion for publicity. Unskiiled Publicity Work 7 output is: lethora of views and a pauci All the outgive magine they are reachin and soul of the American people and better understanding of the job that lies ahead. If and if all newspaper ill Government als had newspaper exper and Governn wouid What think the ne wspapers oug experience it monious policy. ought to print instez newspapers and m want to read about. certain mult igazines inctivel) When the officials, ary information “not for } prevent its ini ertent use, the ’ ior patriotic rea But when mass ol licity matter, some ol it and some of it exploiting projects, the ed spondents unceremoniously put the “‘not nark On it themselves, and the material goes American composing rooms, baskets of newspapers instead It is disclosing no secret to tell how mucl To) + contributor is the Government of the Uni Recently a canvass was made of the many news associa- tions and organizations that receive prepared stories and articles from Government bureaus. Investigation disclosed that at least sixty per cent of the output was not sent over the wires or mailed to the newspapers of the country by their Washington agencies— chiefly because the material was trivial, uninteresting or irrelevant in days when newspapers are crowded with real news from Europe and live hapyfen y. Condensatior is unheard of; and as for codérdinating the different bur no one has dared to attempt it. Imagination? That’s the crux of it. people most want to know and to what indifferent? What that is concealed ought to be and what that’s handed them as a substitute ought to be withheld at the source? Answer those questions and you have solved the problem. They involve two opposite functions—expression and suppression. On their h h- ful combination depends the success of the psycholog- ical drive—the unremitting support of a hundred millior people. Garrulity and reticence in an individual would be a rare combination. Governments are just such rare tions. They are more than that—they are paradoxes ir time of war; and in yuntries when the people ge understand the paradox they upset a new government. The ings elsewhere in this country. What do the are they t mos r led reveaied really combina- some c« upse a

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to « ‘ i ‘ i i ‘ Sse 5 ’ and rigidly taeiturn o atters of vital concert | Somebody may some day discover a cure for the impulse that leads

owar. On the same eventful day it would be

| a great help if this physician extraordinary found also a \ solution for the ever-recurrer yppositeness of government and press. f When a nat | goes t ar | . in| 1 " f it Is one wit! ; 4 more than a hundred n mn people ir nked togethe by afternoon and morning newspapers that re y 4 every home in « \ ige and hamiet the natur position is that Ss splend y organized medium nterplay of government and public opinion gets first and foremost consideration from those whose business it is to manage so tremendous an enter] se as war, and who know > - a full well t ey cannot manage A t it e fullest support Py of lives treasure, give? ing? ng measure for a great ca But it is not exaggerating it a bit to say that the Govern- ’ ment at Washington neve has been serio imp

with the value of e American press as a fo h estate r } j any other estate, either in time of peace or in time ol war ; { Newspape r men are st € Dy certain narrow & visioned officials as more of a nuisance than a help; i < bothersome class that insist on st ng their noses into ; 4 things that nobody's busines nobody’s business

f , true of erning g lasses that ingenuity enoug! OF

N° is tl especial A of the p i

themselves equipped with foresight and

a pro t ve, s urious iim to tole on is that they may ially in September, October and xecule

well, if only the ewspapDp q 4 quiet and let the government alone It s all a difference in viewpoint and per- | spective according to whether you are on the i! ie looking Out or on the i ; outside looking 1 difference not 1 confined to Democrats bu ymmon to Republicans ar i every other species ol officeholder in our da iy tter ustra n of this psycho- logical mutatior be given than by wae a . e istoric

zz am recalling a li Lit cide to the man who to-da\ fi thority of Congress ar power over the pre

predec essors

iy wields | l- i the prestige of his office a eater of the United States than a of his , Wilson himself,

as r f were assembied tne ton for an annual « tertainment A a Hobby Night. Thoma Amer il An ad to Italy, was maste« | eremonies, and W row Wilson, gove of New Jerse our ‘ honor. The Virginia novelist spoke } phe ally ol “the conse i tion of presidential t ber and i ‘ Mr. Wilsor The g ernor was a ne \ in Washingtor He had been mentions t

Newspaper Men Surrounding the Secretary of War After a Conference With the President

Olid Buildings Where Clay and Webster Lived are Now Being Used by the Colonel Rooseveit Being Interviewed on the Steps of the White House as He Left the Conference With President Wilson Committee on Public Information

a! i r i! i ro r { t Vt { i i 1 i the word “pitil and inex e sig ol a ipl ret { ‘ vere nf ed ¢ he A tra n that ‘ ght ‘ 4 mut lore ul afta ‘ t l il T i we ] ‘ e and the d E.x-po Tacto } Oe ‘ hat ui the Adi ra ex 4 ema ed ‘ © ¢ I t e « a whe ‘ erpr } eTs nave ‘ enea ‘ if ed P yi} 1 have been herme i ‘ nte ied to ‘ ‘ On the 77 ary, the ve ' ere it the rig 1 ‘ t ‘ Go ernment i re he ' { the publ is the ‘ ! ‘ ‘ present effort t i gaze from t} ys wih ine . the process il t i ered ) obstructe pu They confide expe ¢ done How, the newspape ‘ the her hand ain the ' ' ey | VW not n H inge a W ‘ I ire

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14 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 UNITED WE hetw n } ween ind ibma- most German nave ears as well as eyé is nt imagine. To begin with, rigin that of the German General tablish Lime because the strategy their connection Ser ond, Necessity 7 and the father of Destruction, pro- over an in- being the hird place, both are being used against at proves they are, at least, common comparison at this time, but it is the essence, the policy, the of German military strategy I the doubt of a Thomas, either and Teutonic to deal with but we might call them the Military irine first. It to know October trateg\ comes or more important invaded Italy ir and purpose art ie it comes alt head of the it makes all ask torpedo without leaving a wo American lewspaper work battlefronts in But ippears Rumania, and elsewhere e experience none he battlefield of the Somme, se, upon tl occasion, | not ed but I had it and, therefore, as one with an discussed at me , The ‘Tactical Victory’’ at Verdun d thé Somme the English and four mont} In pondents | motored and and villages immediately hill a few eache ttacking lor nearl\ hundred feet bombardment of na itched the lor | mounted a steel tower, used at that attle at rocca igar factory, time to and watched night. yrockets, light sing all manner underground artil a woods where some instructed before being ters marking the out ompany with a number ch and April, visited /~ Se Jee oP tte oll ° - oe Kt} : % Bie Fos. ry) of Von Be ere also walk LOW Know what attention when Lessons From the German Drives By Carl W. Ackerman but I recall that the chief interest among the younger officers, including my was in the failure of the Germans to break through at Verdun, and the German defenses which prevented the Allies from breaking through on the Somme. he left the scene of the animal circus; escort, In the course of his comments the captain with whom I was talking re- marked that if the French had attacked in force at Verdun at the same time the British and French fought on the Somme, and if the two battles had continued with the determination and force displayed at the Somme, it doubtful whether Germany could have held out. We dined with Von that is, we sat at the same table; but Von Below, who had little respect for the United Was selow States and less for newspapermen, flanked himself on either so that he Sut after an eight-course meal, such side with three officers, would not have to con- vith a civilian. as one could obtain nowhere in Germany because of the food shortage, the and the Somme. This Sunday arguments the officers advanced were conversation again turned to Verdun visit was a memorable one, because the later incorporate d a series of articles which the Imperial General Staff sent to the press. The Verdun attack was explained as a tactical victory, because it prevented the French and English from concentrating their forces at two points on the Western Line. The inference was that, though the Front at Verdun was not broken, as the Supreme Command had expected, still, the offensive there had compelled the Western Allies to center their push along one sector of a long front, extended from the Belgian coast to Switzerland After my visit to the Somme and to the Verdun heights, wl ich and after I had read the official explanation regarding the tactical victory at Verdun, German military operations appeared to me to be dictated by one fundamental policy the world war de pended upon a military decision, or upon Germany's ability Believing that Germany’s success in to prevent an Allied decision by arms, the German Com mand endeavored to compel the Allies to attack in place at a time. } that if Russia, Italy, France, England and the Greece attacked simultaneously on all fronts, and con- tinued the engagements over a period of weeks, Ger- many and her allies could not hold all the fronts. There would be a break somewhere; and a break meant confusior and possibly defeat. The principle of German strategy seemed to be to deal with each belligerent separately and prevent Allied coéperation. Suc one It seemed obvious to military observers 1 les 1n nh were undoubtedly the Teutonic motives and px li- cies that dictated the military moves of the Central Powers before the submarine warfare was ruthlessly intensified in February, and before the United States declared war ot Germany Is not this conclusion borne out by the military . . * a ok & Ba ee a . 4 *e | 1915 and 1916 too? During the battle of Verdun there were no great sustained on other fronts. It is true that Italy, in the tussia came to her ally’s assistance; but it events of attacks when Austria started against spring of 1916, was not long before Russia was silenced. The battle of the Somme began before Germany went to the assistance of her Austrian ally in Volhynia and Galicia; time that battle was well under As soon as the Allied pus! Somme ebbed, Germany went but by the way the other fronts wer comparatively quiet. on the into Rumania; and durin I spent three weeks traveling with tl Army to the forts of Bukharest } effort was made by the Allies to attack on the ot and Rumania fell that tragic invasion German Germany's Four Aims J! DGING events solely from the possible that Germany had to strength and possibilities, as well as her policiesand str when the United Had there no revolution uw Russia, ir military ¢ reinvoice he States declared war. Russia, it is Italy, have possib!i iz | France. England and the United States might conducted five different offensives on fou ve simultaneous) and it is doubtful expected ateve fronts strengt } but Russia’s milita gth collapsed, whether any further coéperation m: r may be ma be my viewpoint, 1s not pertin article, because it is my object to present what to be the German plan and policy. With Russia a summer of year, tary situation and decide upon her fu Havi spe two e passive belligerent, Germar was able to canvass irs in Germany, hot} nt, I believe that al Staff officers at work, quarters and on the Fr cent events, including the invasion of General Staff months ago de some campaign with the following objects 1. Military movement calculated to u ment | Central Px the morale because of food shortage and suffering 2. A have a object of producing dissatisfaction among the Al 3. A military movement that, if frighten and awe the small I ropean ne Spain, Mexico and South America. 4.A that shou possible, between the nations of the of the people, which, low ebb. movement that should was ata military second suce essful, movement the concentration Irces by England, France and the United States in The day aft » United States broke tions with Germany I was riding in the Ber the editor of a South German ne wspaper and a from the Gene , attached to the I Office. At of the stations the B. Z. am Mittag, a noonday paper I published by the Ullstein& Company interests, was posted ibway captalr ral Stz one announcing the rance of official The editor ike of campaign, whict seve relat the ions submarine was the basis forthe break, as beir g Ge rma! y’ > ast card, By this he m Germany’s last weapon; als had eXplaine dt the intensified the offic i warfare d France to 1917 him to submarine would compel England a make peace before the fall of The the extent that the army would work officer disagreed wit! in codperation with the and the war. « submar nes two weapons would win the Such arguments were advanced by the leading newspapers and public men. The submarines and the arn would win for Germany, despite the United States, or before the United States “‘could do anything.” I cite this conversat rather on because it shows how universal was the opinion that Germany’s only hope for wir ning the war was a military decision, either on the seas, by the use of sub marines, or on land, by) army. In February, March, April and May of this year the submarine sink- by the ings were high, according to the pub- lished lists of the British and Frencl A Vast Crowd Before the Kazan Cathedral in Petrograd Admiralties. By means of Continued on Page 105 Various

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Madame Pharaolh’s Daughter

“Madame Pharaoh Went Into a Trance and Totd Him Things He Was Sure Were Hidden From All the World; Things Ma Foil—That Were Ad Mivsisltstweine ce ~By GEORGE WESTON 4 , 7 ae _ ay} , ILLUSTRATE DO BY H R sOrluteriy True BALLINGER ‘ ‘ rt te f fa ‘ { Fes fe 0 gy of the furth , tance that n arm Wa ‘ FT. has ‘ , l« Ar é ad ‘ Ga Ma I eve g i - ‘ Ame 1 1 fea ( I ld x expre I ‘ i I lace » b ‘ ¢ ) ‘ ‘ ‘ | ‘ ‘ \ | need over! 5 “Ay vith a ae 1, eve ; ti e ple ‘ ‘ ed to i gold é ( ‘ ‘ "a é ] ( el Gre Peeckled ( é id, « ‘ I All t em M I I Wherefore I be ‘ I ( ! vhose T " | € t Var L he et ] I t T e gene t | i ringing ¢ r< e ge ‘ nour eve ‘ \ ( t he \ Bu I expre ew, Ine ( i Made M hr ( Ma I Y iu I I gave m¢ é he If t l m'si¢ ‘ I that. I \ ‘ | é t Mad: I And ra e tl TI G r to be ide é M I l I Dieu, | I é ! H I 1 like i é e Re M it tne ae eP I l ’ W raises a é f I ‘ f Madame Pharao at I I elf had asked the ‘ fore How I ‘ ( Madame Pharaol " I tric G ‘ I ‘ I I ‘ Na € ! | i f : " e She x | ¢ t ge t = I t ‘ ‘ had « ed ex i re ‘ 1 ‘ . 1 whose light . the on Aict was re | I CelveE wit ina ¢ r ‘ ( Car St I M FF. ( é r \\ fore ¢ , ‘ IM ‘ ( When K oP! = , : o : : ; ; y the } I M | I | Wi | i , ida ‘ ve ' Having b Wi Bi: In fa . ‘ i become he W he é es were prot R 1} und , i is f n t I the I he “ ) ve ed ‘ ¢ ig ‘ | Ss ? \ t aps i t f na I ‘ a tlage r a fortnig) r st ‘ Madame |! Vosges h was reported es-Ba ght ’ l Vas sa 1, 4 Ci 1 S10 nd awa ! { € é the greatest revelat the -. 7 gh Bains a a time was the ead irte ol Ur \ ges Se r, t Sa) Phe ( not g of its being a al t n of é mportance benea ( N I } T T sand med é vere é i Z er ind e first W e ta was of Mada Phara ind her power S i it ( nel Grenie e General Staff Vas sa } w more zt ( me } ul |

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 her grave—her P “You hear?’ whispered Gabrielle Sure!’’ | whispered back. “It’s Madame Pharaol » at Gabrielle with eyes as qi ant de Pelcher is guing to N ADAME PHARAOH sat at her table in such a way staurant that she almost faced me, and you may imagine i didn’t take me long to get a good look at her. More ofter here to-night?”’ I ieur! At half past six, m’sieur. than not, I have been disappointed on seeing celeb- tle of Napoleon.” 7 rities; but there was nothing disappointing about wed Gabrielle’s example, first glanc- ; Madame Pharaoh. my shoulder, and then at the little : If I were an artist and wished to paint the picture , Which was directly behind me. of a witch, I should simply draw from my memory was a quarter past six. the face and figure I saw at the Restaurant Moulin e little table, I also noticed, had that night—the shrewd, wrinkled face; the black 1 tilted forward. costume, trimmed with yellow; the old-fashioned e point of asking who had reserved them : , bonnet; the overpowering glance; the long nose and unusual rustle of silk passing the desk; : piercing features. She was thin, with unusually long head to see who it was, I also became con- ; , “an . arms—arms that seemed to have a nervous energy periume of white lilacs of their own, so that if she had suddenly died I could ed Gabrielle under her ’ have imagined that her arms would have moved fora ave seen this scented ’ time of their own volition; and once, when she reached he is the future wife for ' over the table for the bill of fare, she reminded me of ! Perhaps she is the ‘ ) nothing so much as a wise old spider reaching out over her web to see what she had for supper. istled leisurely, almost ; F Perhaps she read my thoughts. In any event, I staurant in the wake of felt her eyes upon me—a formidable glance; and ead waiter: and, I remember that I felt as guilty as any Little Willy what had hap- who has been caught, red-handed, in the l. 1 out one of the “Oh, how I hate that woman!” breathed Gabrielle; of the Lilac I the marble : ip her previously expressed ambition of applying the manner it mustard to her nose. And, looking first Madame oom. Pharaoh and then at the L: ly f the : uttered another mournful sound and " ‘ “Poor Heloise! What chances has she rrr rev y, the Lady of the ! r like those against her t - ‘T Meantime other guests had been arriving, though had given } } but she sighed as she said it, is 7 Lilaes be od off her gloves F 1 the restaurant ous of e human comedy that was bein; Vu of a type , mong l But it didn’t take them lon over the restauri of or of Madame Pharaoh, and t respect. ome men, Dut ict rn en, it wh sr NLS ED 80 of 0 et appeaied tome that cool, hich seems to Mademoisetie Heloise Stood Near the Doors ! I ’ ~ Dhese i What you Cal motto ap- way, Evidently at a Loss and Looking as ( hae ! rneath abr ie; Dut Db rn ould answ an take care of Though Some Pian of Hers Had Miscarried >» marble | t { } P | ir r tt ( man f 1 t ol Napoleor after.taking off her gloves, > Life. Suddenly she leaned over r stool Was ; il-set-t nd dressed her fingers with a sp: “You are looking for someone, Heloise?”’ she asked he Belgian girl’ pan rmal precision of his uniform tl eminded enormous dinner ring “I was expecting to see a friend,”’ was ielle, bending her ear y reply, so low that I could hardly hear it ! ‘ rtyr Vv ad dressed himself extra hink of that one for a future q “Then perhaps you would like ait,’ rabriell and ) j t hung. He advar eagerly suggested; and, sliy use so much perfumery,’ au added: ‘I will find you a good ts mell that lilac yet.” I think it was in her mind to place fed Gabrielle. “‘And was that all table to the Lady of the Lilacs, partly iy she walked? And the sure that if * heroine was or 1e SK Jea Baptist ? And the comparison, L itenant de rouge inside her ears? choice; and partly because of that ir a man of the world, hi is an essential part of Gabr it, after a moment’s hesitation, I was rlook at her. Just amoment, m’sieur!” shake her head. and walked across the rooms as though “No, thank you; I I Ihe taurant was rapidly another glance at the ur o many things! Bi ial dinner crowd of old veterans and charm hurriedly turned and was j valescent and able-bodied officers, **Now that was fonn, ther the ters and sweet place at the desk. “*Why colorful scene, 1 which \ like that— how do you call » forget the grim busine hat was tree, and then so suddenly lights go out _ . . Ah-] » yes; 1 be you I iw Gabrielle guessedit! . . . Madame Pharaoh said in her pro opped a minute at that Lieutenant de Pelcher would find his ik to the object Napoleon's table at half past six, and Heloise had made up her mind to come and sit there herself. But when she 4 ll you *t ge ” I whispere¢ atisfied voice arrived the table was taken already and, rather than make tried to hide it a scene, she has gone back home.” Her eyes darted to the “Oh, ut will, m’sieu mourned Gabrielle he could turn her clock, which now stood at twenty-five minu : . “Voila! . . . He has just seen Madame Pharaoh!” you something: If “It will not be long before Lieutenant de icner ™ Whether thi ad anything to do with it I shall probably forehead like a man, she said: “ but—Jd la!—who next is at : never know, | 1e lieutenant squared his shoulders and as, look out for Another group stood in the awaitin » made straight for the fatefui table under the bust of Na when you get attention of Jean Baptiste poleon like ; The first was a tall thin man, with » tragic face of : moment later irp catch of the breath; ascetic, who, with his long hair and klik ature Lilacs, who had turned ar iled m; and Jear i i ill riance, | looked toward the door. I had reminded me strongly of a picture I h ce seen of Henry iste, thinking perhaps they knew each other, was pullir Heloise, the vis girl, or ly once Irving. out the empty ° as looking at her The second was a sharp-faced woman of middle age, “There!” ( lle. And now I hope Madame who was with her who was evidently some sort of nurse or companion to the Pharaoh’s satist ith whi 1e has done for Mam’selle cription—“‘sosad and _ third figure of the group. Tweesty Nose This latter one was reclining in a wheel chair between the She looked with indignat brought out the ivory other two; and, at first, 1 couldn't see her from where I sat. fortune teller was sittir g; more; and, though she was But suddenly, as she slowly began to rise from her wheel very thoughtful. a magnificent art in her coiffure chair, the Restaurant Moulin went still with that electric ““Now that is fonny too!" she mused, her chin resting when I thought it over afterward tension which is sometimes felt when there is thunder in on her palm, her eyes intent, as though she were reading a ive taken extra pains with her toilet that the north; and gradually a muffled whisper began to particularly absorbing page of the Grand Romance of Restaurant Moulin. spread through the rooms, as the rustle of leaves will some- Life. ‘‘ Madame Pharaoh's nose is also slightly on the bias describe , she stood times spread through a maple. And then, for some mys- And—oui, oui, oui! she has the same high forehead and the looking as terious reason which I can never quite hope to analyze, a same cold heye, like an icy serpent! And—look, m’sieur! And as her creepy feeling ran up and down my back the way y both regard the world—the one like ar

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The Lieutenant Squared His Shoulders and Made Straight for THE SATURDAY EVENING POST . . I i I t i ‘ M | ‘ 1) ' r _ ; { He He H i sit t \ . i \ ot | lere ( f " \ eT WV | | ‘ ' ef : \ i ‘ I ( e ( Mad I ( ‘ { ~ } ( ( G ] ‘ lw ) ‘ I , ‘ ( I I 2 | W uu t » H t ) {) { | ( r G ] \1 1} ‘ I arr Continued on Page 8

the Fateful Table Like a Man Who is Charging an Enemy's Trench

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST BACK TO Ti December 1, 1917 EE LAND Leading the Abandoned Life—By Irvin S. Cobb swho yon. trong elect on a the very least of our trouble our abandoned farm, and for the first le-grown valley leading up from the suse to the woodland, we several times or twice thought we should have congratulated ourselves upon rian rights without paying for them. ngtime; and the springs along the either side of the little ravine urmuring voices, like overflowing heir accumulated store of the and the April rain j nd of every low place in the county. winter before e we assumed that, since there was now of Nature’s furnishing, there er forthcoming from the same prod always than we could possibly ever need h-water bathing beach in the So we dug out and stoned up ich seemed to have the The lay of the br inging the flow most and put in pipes ty did the rest, comforting stream, whicl poured Old Major Gloom Comes to Cali n attended to, we turned our Goodness knows there were that the sult of I figured at if we got into as the re justifiable manslaughter i gentleman of the vicinity, we sti st meeting I rechristened ) i l speak behind e from us, within easy proved that he was an rst day he came to cz ious tenants, through a and he ist of the preliminary job ) CALL g aroad; a start at clear 1a time, probably back might judge from its mane house garden. We USE e place only a few days. izes of h mvystt mi to get t beds, o our The Transformed Barn as it Looks Today t anywhere; and altogether were existing in a state be likened the Germans create with such thoroughgoing and painstaking efficiency k from an occupied or to ge of disorder that might to the condition when falling back French community, but, for the no mood to receive visitors. However, upon first judgment the old major’s appearance was such as to disarm hostility and 1 of cordiality. I trust we are not lacking in hospitality; moment, we were ir “arouse the slumbering instincts He was of a benevolent aspect, with fine white whiskers and an engaging manner. If you can imagine one of the Minor Prophets, who had stepped right out of the Old Testament, stopping en route at a ready-made clothing store, you will have a very fair mental picture of the major as ne looked when he approached me, with hand out- stretched, and in warm tones bade me welcome to Upper Westchester. He body unless possibly it trained fooled me; he would have fooled any- expert when were an criminologist, at discerning de pravity masked behind a pleasing exterior, Wher he spoke cedents, for I } nize the I placed him with regard to his ante- id been on the spot long enough to recog- breed to which he n citizen of thi There is a type of part of New York State who New descendant of pioneering Yankees lower Hudson Valley started in to trade the original Dutch settlers out of their lands and their eyeteeth The rations of this transplanted stock have prese rved some of the belonged. native-bor comes of an undiluted England strain, being the who settled along the after the Revolution and immediately subseq lent gene customs and many of the idioms of their stern and rock-bound forebears; at thesame time they have acquired some of the linguistic eccentricities of the New York cox Kne) Except that they to it, they have nothing in iwell in prox- imity that with the great common s only thirty or forty miles away as the motorist Generally they profess a contempt for New York and They ‘ but, all the same, its in crept up through the hills to flic all its works. may i once a year; tincture their mode of speech with queer distinctive modes of pronunciation. The result a composite dialec to be found anywhere else except in this litt trip of upland I system not country and in certain isolated communities over on Long Island, along the outer edge of the zone of metropolitan r of this race of } ” } 71] } rosbry"; ¢ e will call a inherited life and excitement. beings will call a raspberry a “ “blubbud,” thereby displaying the of the Down E ountry. He means early , ar For instance, a membe bluebird a vernacular say ans oily, when he "when he me occasionally he will even say *‘yous”’ for you—peculiarities which in other environment serve unmistakably to mark the born-and-bred Manhat- tanite. The major at once betrayed himself as such a person. He introduced himself, adding that as a neighbor he it incumbent to call. I . moved a couple of the family portraits and a collection of Indian relics and afew kitchen utensils, and another, from and seat olf a one the thing chair, and begged him to sit down and himself a home, which he did. He ac- cepted a cigar, which I fished out of a humidor temporarily tucked away beneat} carpet; and we spoke of the weather, to which he make t a rol ol gave a qualified and cautious in dorsement. Then, w further delay, he hitched his hair over and lai hand upon my arm. “T hear ithout you've the law yer, searchi title to your prop] “Yes,” I said; took the matter us. Fine “Well, so, he said with an ¢ man, some of profound significance. \ body think so?” I inquired, said; “‘my Live and kk And, anyhow, I'm the last man in the world to * Listen,” he motto is, prejudicing a newcomer against an old resident. No just met you and, on the other hand, I’ve known Blank al my life; in fact, we’re sort of related by tive of his married a relative of my wife’s. So, of cou I've got nothing to marriage a re y to you on that score except tl and I’m going to say it to you now in the s dence— if I was doing business with Blank I'd mighty careful, young man.”’ The Major's Sinister Hints “—_—— astonish me,” I said. “‘ Mr. So-and-So”’ a prominent business man of the county “recommended his firm to me.” “Oh, So-and-So, eh? between those two is? thing.” “Why, isn’t So-and-So above suspicion?” I asked. “T wouldn't was and I wouldn't say he But, just between you and me, I'd think twice about They tell me you've le tract for some work to Dash & Space? “Yes; I gave them one small job.” “Too bad!” “What's too bad?” *You’ll be so I won't say anything more on that subject neither. | I wonder what the understandin; Probably they’ ve hatched up some Say he any advice he gave me. finding out for yourself before you're done; could tell you a good deal about those fellows if | a-mind to; but I behind a man’s back that I wouldn't say to his face. L and let live! signed up witl never believed in repeating anytt that’s my motto. Dash & Space backing out— but Anyhow, if you've alreac it’s too late for you to keep your eyes open, young mat your eyes wide open. Who's your architect going to I told him. pointed fashion. “*Never heard of him,” he admitted; like the run of his kind of people. I architect that I'd trust as far as I could sling him by coat-tails. Say, ain't over yonder in front of your stable?” He repeated the name in rather a « “but I take never yet sav that Bink’s delivery wagon stand “T think so. We've been buying some things from Bir “ ther You've opened up a regular account wit! m, —— “Well, amount don't know Bink’s } Of my I wouldn't reflect on 7 eld \ of money in the world own any ng t him one again

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eae, eatin eel ‘ ¥ TP ( SKIN Is cus no argument why he he entire hide off of ’em. ’s bookkeeper is a regular ~~ oe wizard when it comes to making u > an ’s his name. He only came to work tor us this morning. A a new 0 up at the en 8 particular! the larn aborers round ere Now Begee’s case. He neve ed for me—I ful about who I } lemme te 1)—but me as a inge thing that 'Lonzo changes I make it a poir keep an eye or a neighborhood; and seems e eve time nes Vv King in a ditierer place for a diffe And t i neve un te he might t things for himself. The bitterer the experience and the I admitted that such had been the ca ation of the The Red Light on the Switch more it costs him, the more likely he is to remember the builder esson and profit by it. Don’t you thin yourself?” “Nothing like being one of these here opt t ‘ bay NOT exaggerating. la epe commented dr But | want to te t t islcan,a nversation that rea ha ge i mar po t the n it; though, fron nad neara ve probal paid too much for it ind hoped we didn t waste much money in devel elt me ed wit! many doubts and so man mis¢g ngs tha 1 fel congested Within two days he was beck, theush. still a sa lOU t the ne nt rT spir t to ‘ irn e > me against a fe r e persor t whom oa e had alread had dealings, o with —_ m we expected to ! lealing or ra om concee 1 ve migl ome day 5 I i y | ty ive de g . And within a week after that he returned ve —_ re ony AY ame to be subtle e major was a regu ar sutle But he certai lid understand e art ot fj nting the poisor ive hin e enoug! nd he could destroy a fel- chose \ ! , ‘ ‘ y's nhidence in the entire humal wt Continued on Page Two Views of the Barn That, Without Impairment of its General Lines and With No Change at All in ita General Dimensions, Became a Combination Garage and Bungateu Above: The House That Came Down—Mostiy of its Own Accord

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wn H’ Gone to America’’ A man in Kansa Suburb of Positano, Where ‘All the Men Have THE SATURDAY oncluded, was largely owl whole x dge of t world: etting ready whe to a and vet we such-and-such a country, from a normal of one hundred had shrunk to seventy-two; that the barley crop of that other country was only eighty-three. The Institute has done many other things, which I shall not catalogue here; but the regulation of the world’s food EVENING POST December 1, 1917 Le WAR the Ruins of the Roman Forum ORRENTO, September, 1917 ipply, through accurate and official informa- the | ind of the sea | tion, has been its spec al service eal ya plume ot smoke | The man who made the Institute sat there { plotch on a distant before me, his eyes wandering now and then N ihree hundred feet toward the panorama of history, or leaping ere we sat, lateen-rigged back to my eyes with a glint of humor or of ts we nloading melons at a | enthusiasm. He has a face both strong and h slashed i the deep whimsical a wide mouth, firm, yet humor- 2) ne side of the breal ous; a full head of unrul m-gray hair; a ished and wallowed; against short straight nose, rounded at the point. Hi e to a great depth in frank and candid blue eyes gaze yu fro! ! m that heignt, their under eyebrows as thick and as whitea 3 e worn on dark of cotton wool His broad and stal i gure ‘ erwomen, their belies his real condition; for he ist ( ni els, ] lle Irhyth- | healt! is, in fact, harnessed to one } eata terminated the great David Lubin, the Man Who Made the International Institute of Agriculture time Now and then he talks, } l die away; he closes his eyes and breathe . iresque: but more } oO heavily ior a minut one oi his heart s $ i ed } YT just beyond the (FI Tea llik With lLubim caught him. Two minutes afterward, as |] is not ld see the lor lope of he is bursting out on some folly of his times with a peact rhere, a profile of vehemence of voice and gesture that gives his ener ul ‘ ’ li the buried and an uneasy concern lest he injure himself nr S. 5 y peeping vaguel Dies the confederation of democracies against wa t ere B tus and Ca us plotted Long before that idea grew fashionable he had beer e, in the tale of Anatole France was vital to his business. Some sources of information exploiting it to whomsoever would liste Indeed, i ( net, twenty vears alte old Pontius there were; but all were unofficial, imperfec t or insincere. International Institute of Agriculture was o1 i x 5 ‘ ites from the breakwater and you He passed this quandary up to Secretary Wilson, of the general scheme of world machinery; of an ultimate! 1 with memories of Tiberius, of Agri; Department of Agriculture. “It’s the one great problem dominating world democrac And at this moment he wa about farming,” said Wilson; “heaven knows howit can be speaking not as an American, but as an internationalist e, stirred in David Lubin, as it did in solved!’’ To Lubin the problem was solvable; the remedy, bserver and he an actor in a crisis of he felt, was sin , as all great things are. An inter- Paganism Against Judaism ‘ es that had surged over these national bureau of information should be officially supplie« ‘ unted shore vere as a schoolboy’ by the Government, with reliable data on the staples; “ HIS war was bound to come,” said Lubin; “bound to ! ‘ ibit 1 poet, though he usually should assemble and summarize them; and should make come! Two forces were running opposed to each othe t into meters, but intoactions. So them available to farmers and all who handle the produce like two express trains. When they get on the same tra yz i thew onthistroubled world of farmers. An enthusiast, Lubin hammered Wilson with what happens? Collision had been avoided again and \ t ed I realized that I was getting, this idea. Wilson could not see it. He did much for agri- again; but they were bound to get on the same track i nteresting interview I had come’ culture in his time; but here he missed a chance for sometime. And those two forces are him, as American delegate and immortality. The time came when Wilson would receive Here he paused and, smiling whimsically, turned his Inte itional Institute of Agriculture, Lubin no more. eyes upon my face. He expected an answer, I saw. ent lition and f re prospects of the So, like a Columbus on the back trail, Lubin packed up “Democracy and autocracy?” I ventured weakl And I had found that the Institute and started for Europe. He tried the English. The slow He threw out his arms with an explosive gesture efulme t te ge of fac between British imagination did not grasp his idea. He tried the ““No!” he cried; and his voice exploded too. “ Judaisn yn, had already told all French; and, but for a stroke of bad luck—the misinter- and paganism! I am a Jew,” he went on. “I’ve heard l ed to me now that I had ir pretation of an interpreter—he might have landed his Germans say: ‘You can’t understand this kampf; it is t er ent expre on, of the scheme in Paris. But it fell through. He sent out feelers the world’s kult ream] : You're a Jew!’ And I Sa) ‘ hat was what he was—the toward Germany and found that, though the Germans ‘Patience! We had the law when you sat in front of your ilist; and yet an Americar welcomed any idea that would improve German agricul- cave, sucking a bone. You filled the skull of your enemy ! "\ the controlled imagination of ure, they were less than indifferent to improvement in with beer and drank “To our chiefs in Valhalla!” until world agriculture. He brought up at'last in Rome. The you rolled over dead tp the world, and your squaw came enlightened King of Italy listened to him; in 1908 the and dragged you into your cave by the foot!’ I’m not Mr. Lubin’s Great idea International Institute of Agriculture, with the princ.pal speaking loosely. I’m talking by the book. It’s all written nations of the world represented, was inaugurated in Rome. down in Cawsar’s Commentaries. And we had the law gs, but mostly a Gepartment Since then, the remotest rancher in the world may know, _ had it for centuries—when you Anglo-Saxons were coming er in California, when he cor if he cares to, the world situation in his particular staple. down out of the trees. It’s written there 4 it gave the larger usefulness to his life. A In this crisis the Institute has been of infinite help to the Lubin rose, with one of his sudden alarming shows of all the follies of tl vorld, he had civilized nations of the world. Had the war occurred ten force, vanished from the piazza into his sitting room, and liure the foundation of civilizatior years ago, the warning that food supplies were running returned with an armful of books. He dumped them down etting its dues in the social organiza low, that we must harbor and economize, might have come on the table and selected a King James Bible. I opened it it the lack of official information on the too late. It would have come, also, only after elaborate at random. And my eye lit on this passage in Revelation: t ble for the profits of farming to be and costly search by special commissions. In 1916 and ; ia a : : ; : middlemer the world’s staple supply of 1917 one } ad only to pees the monthly crop-reporting And cast him into the bottomless pit, and shut him ; “ an , par” > up, and set a seal upon him, that he should deceive the ered the will of crafty and irresponsible cables of the Institute to know that the wheat crop ol ] nations no more, till the thousand years should be fulfilled. I read it to Lubin. “It’s an that if you open tion i Scot ‘pricking the Bible’ it at random and take the first passage old Seotch superst! Continued on Page 50 Italian Soldiers From the Southern Provinces Near =e ae

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 cattle ’ Oo proved to be the sam« John Rapp made ; , vations, but Eleanor said little. Futhey one si l r 31 , com] laining of the man- wit! i isekeeping; none of the women , 1.4 +} -_ floode: ‘ “d questior and doul Mel no longer the gregarious | caught t nintelligible periods of of brid time for the ef jus conversation ie front f essary to ) ment ¢ me. They pref mirth floated back. El or’s u rapidly increased; st gea I nts of public dining vy, ra ) | ‘ au t li r and show of dress; the p. Her disturbance had to do wit} large suc- u ; of Caleb Grange as exe mp fied in thi and the girl in the front seat. Elijal potential satisfaction. If he Barton Crane the J and relentless la expensive 1 that 1 The ven, he was forced to add, were no better. They graspec were correct Ir l reminde d him otf ¢ rabs that had shed tr eir hard, bu ne latter would immediately forgo : lil | annual six thousand for a chan like shels, ni in im 1 and soft to a comfort ce at a far lars lu ledge. He hi nking feeling in contemplating ar if he were wrong, if the fellow rea 1) ri i J continued ciste! » r nin If; Mel didn’t s must show it now affection In that case Elijah was pre pared to do more, : ong of able, for his daughter’s happiness a , re n > for hi infiltrating They swung in a wide circle over a countryside faintly vi the year of rest allotted by tl match box that silvered by a moon shining through a film of cloud. Back masking of the fact The dinner again at the inn Elijah retired, leaving the others to drift in had at least made a lor was Poetry," Aubrey Declared, “‘is Fire, the Great Cleanser. It's Like War, and Shreds the Flesh From the Spirit”’ lined her head stiffly and le waited, still expectant. o her throat, fastening the dim radiance, Fuschia Grange with following stiffly with John Rapy ys later, a over the golf purse after dinner, that y igen day but he tl ought he wouldn't orner portico, you were at Sandholm for the wee ‘John Rapp wanted me to go,’ were going to stay for danc ng and dinne I was sick of the whole t} ing It seemed explained, “‘with— with thi ar golr He made no comment during the Then Eleanor cried: “I think the isgusting place possible pau whole world There isn’t anythin a low vulgar liking for show, money. Just a fool! And, oh, father, I wish I hadn’ with that man. He must have laughed at He’s just dropped me cold for Fuschia Grang« perfectly crazy about him. Why, more taste. She wears high blue Eleanor went on, ‘“‘and rings in the morning—that is smiled, pinkly and manages to get up so early tall, muscular day at and she is I thought Barton had velvet shoes and ali her feminine when she thinks he’s round her room vester- lowers I was ir noon, and she was still in bed, tl filet and crépe de Chine he J e silliest mass of his acknowledg I'm done with men!” I don’t know as you'd call him a man,” he responded ‘That young Rapp, from what I've deep better. Fuschia as moving seen, 1S a big sight His folks come from Futhey’s town was a university athlete and general favorite : as ‘ ) er He is too easy,”’ she replied vindictively. “ , her money sp] i, follows the market proposed the first night if I'd let him. I think I’ , There’s Mrs imm; rl ; nurse,”’ she stated. ] It seems he papa all over e’ll take a seat nformed “TI would rather see you tending your own,” he observed, a “in a genuine, warranted home with a fr yar / wouildn t. i I'm not domesti

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FOUNDED A°D' 1728 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY INDEPENDENCE SQUARE PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA, U.S.A GEORGE HORACE LORIMER, EDITOR ear. Five Cents the Copy of All Newsdealers on $1.75 the Vear Single Copies, Five Cents untries in the Postal Union. Single Subscrip » be Made by International Postal Money Order Practical Patriotism er unexpected results recently grew o1 plan to org: cory of I rst broached to a financier of national reput: hi and hazarded tl areful coaching and effective organiz:z hberty Loan salesmen gave it hearty indorsement, at, wit! would be bond Members of the committe schoolhouse in the city, and tol THE SATURDAY EVENING POST it inize the school children of Philadelphia When the i able to place two million d class would be expected Lo se ll one worth of bonds. eling among teachers was that an impos- been assigned to them; but the childre rlwind of enthusiasm and, with all childhood, adopted a directness of method reely have been tolerated in their elder not p sales, but real sales; iper hecked and verified by teachers or pa unique campaign was the sale of we for every r- ll worth of bonds, or more than t estimated. With these figures for calculated that, if the Philadelph tlon-wide re ant to selling the ea iugygregate a solid billion a la and all the school children in next loan, their total It is not at all that the National Government will avail itself of newfound selling force. familiar ery progressive educators, “ Link up tl finds, in the sale of Liberty bond Ss, ion in terms of utility, real education and Every such contact that can | theories of the classroom and tl ihe « War Government a more comfortable and confider Dd ommon-school education richer it nited States if Congress reorganized, feeling over the present organizatic ease until reorganization is forced patriotic to reorganize now, mn It mn of the government long ago went other belligerent country that has nent The ‘frank imbecility. notion of a partisan ress, With committee chairman- initiative distributed among both involve a coalition cabinet ion to retain a strict party organ- Democratic Democrat ans that every nt to the war as a partisanship looks ahead, also, to can « You may be sure we have not without plenty of mistakes ar war will develop disappointments that will react on the party rd in if it insists upon being a party in power. To have it reacting on a party in power and mixed up with partisan campaigns is not an attractive prospect. powel We want the partisan element reduced to a minimum. We want a War Government, not a Democratic or Repub- lican Government. The present Congress started wrong by organizing on party lines. It can still repair the mistake. Reorganiza- tion is a step that must be taken to put this country on an efficient Playing politics at this time is simply playing hell. war basis. Farmers and Politics ANY way Dakota farmers were much dissatisfied with the their wheat was marketed. They said it was unfairly graded; that they were cheated by certain trade that middlemen and speculators rigged the market against the producer. They wanted to control the marketing machinery; they wanted better warehousing; they wanted better credit facilities. So they organized a political party; and in North Dakota they have pretty completely captured the state. Being in political possession they will, no doubt, require the state to set up and operate the kinds of marketing, warehousing and credit systems they want. This is the logical fruit of our recent political bent; and it seems to be unfortunately true that Dakota farmers had cause to distrust the old political organization. But think they would have done better to have organized in nonpolitical cobperation, by which they could undoubtedly have up their own country elevators and terminal warehouses, and secured a fair grading system and ample credit for the credit of organized coéperating farmers would be almost equal to that of the state itself. For some years all the pull has been away from coépera- tion on a large scale and toward political action. The accepted program for any big class or group has been to demand that the state should do whatever it wanted done, instead of the membersof the class or group doing it them- selves by nonpolitical coéperation. This, of course, tends to make state government a prize to be seized by whatever It increases the inclina- tion to re ly on the state for everything. The state, at best, is a lumbering, stiff-jointed affair, with powerful tendencies and an _ ineradicable inclination party politics. The whole world is looking toward closer industrial organization. We should like to see the state have as little part as possible in that for practices; we set facilities; class can muster the most votes. bureaucratic toward organization; we believe nonpolitical coéperation is more useful The Unconsidered Clerk “TT’S fine for us!” a correspondent writes on the letter- head of a large corporation. ‘We read in the news- papers every day or two that switchmen or miners or men in shipyards have demanded twenty or thirty per cent more pay to cover the increased cost of living, and the President is sending some bigwigs out to fix it up. Usually the men get what they demand. Maybe you know that when the price of bread and milk goes up for a steam fitter it goes up just as much for an office man; but nobody else seems to know it. The seventy dollars a month we got before the war is seventy-five dollars now, which is about Nobody has any time to bother to tell us to economize and buy Liberty seven per cent increase. with us, except bonds.” About the lonesomest and least-considered person in the country to-day is the clerk —using that term in the loose sense which includes office men and salespeople. No one is afraid he is going to strike and tie up an everybody knowing very well he cannot. His is worth about a third less than it was before the or she industry money war, and in the general run of cases he has not a third more money. Among those whom the census classes as salaried em- ployees there are a great many who have emerged from the general run and ackieved such a relationship to the business that they are counted as individuals, instead of merely as undistinguished items in the clerical and selling They can keep up with the cost of living and beat it, because the people up in front, who fix salaries, are personally interested in these individuals. But as fo~ the general run--over a million in manufacturing and trans- portation alone—their needs are considered last. Organized wage-earners can command consideration. Some unorganized workers at the margin, who are always slipping off into indigence, get constant attention from the charitable. The clerk who can manage to support his family is mostly let alone. forces The Italian Instance TALY spent a vear and a half in pushing the Austrians back, inch by inch, over a fearfully difficult mountain country. The feat strained Italy’s resources to the utmost and is said to have cost half a million men. Except for December 1, 1917 poweriul assistance in money and materials from England, France and, latterly, the United States, she could hardly have made the exertion. Germany massed a decisive superiority of men and guns, suddenly struck the Italian line, shattered it, and in six days recovered all Italy had gained, seizing the most diffi- cult mountain passes and laying the northern Italian plain open to invasion. It shows what the natural boundary in Europe, defended by the full military power of the country, is worth against superior preparation for attack. It*makes every boundary a scrap of paper, except as there are more men and guns behind it than an enemy can muster. If the Germans had struck with like power and precision in 1914 they would, no doubt, Paris. They know the game now. Various things may be seen in the Italian defeat elimination of Italy, indefinite prolongation of the war, and soon. But no one can fail to see in it utter insecurity; a world constantly armed to the last man and the last dollar; a pitch of militarism compared with which what preceded 1914 was quite amateurish idea is stricken out and peace established on a permanent basis. Italy was theoretically prepared for war in 1914, ac- cording to the notions of preparedness which then pre- vailed; and every Italian back felt the burden of the most oppressive taxes in Europe. But, in view of the German drive, her preparations of 1914 look as futile as the sand dams children build to stop the tide Either the war must end militarism or militarism, as we knew it before the war, must be merely the A B ( strongest have gained unless the Prussian Russia HE Russian revolution is not thinking politics, as we understand politics. Broadly speaking, it does not care a rap about politics. Eighty per cent of it is peasant; and, while provisional government and soryets at Petrograd have been fighting and fulminating, the peasants over a large part of Russia have simply taken possession of the land. There is no strictly formulated program about it; no en- actment; hardly a scrap of paper. With no force whatever to oppose them, they have simply taken possession; and they mean to keep possession. Just how legal title is going to be constitution is going to say about it or any them little. Revolution for them means possession of the land. Not one in five of iat anybody is going to write down or have printed in a statute book up at Petrograd concerns them little. Their interest is | theories or abstractions, but in the fixed up, what the whether there is constitution, interests very them can read; so v very not in any political very simple fact of possessing so many acres of land. concrete City workmen, who are mostly peasants at one remove, took of factories in the same simple, direct fashion. With very little violence, and usually with muc} good nature, a committee of workmen notified the proprietor that thereafter they would run the shop—which they did The live question now is not w! constitutional assembly shall produce; industrial organization of the | going. Of course it cannot be under these conditions possession vat sort of document a but country whether the can be k ept Three-hour and four-hour working days in revolutionized factories are showing results in the way of a scarcity of The livest question for the revolution now is not what the workmen's boots, coats and implements for the peasants. councils resolve, but whether the workmen work. The Lawyer's Plea IS an interesting fact that pretty much all records of human thought and emotion, from the earliest to the latest, contain invidious references to lawyers. The voice of the English people, for example, was first dimly heard in the Peasants’ Rebeilion of the fourteenth century; and one of the things they wanted was a prompt execution of lawyers. That fact came to mind the other day on reading a law- yer’s plea to a jury in a murder trial. We wonder what would happen to American jurisprudence if lawyers were required to address themselves to the jury’s intelligence, discussing the facts in the case with the same sense of responsibility that a judge has in discussing the law pose lawyers discussed criminal cases to the jury with the same candor they employ in discussing their cases to their friends, saying nothing that they did not believe to be an honest interpretation of the evidence, instead of striving to provoke passion and prejudice, and lugging in every possi ble charlatan appeal to sentiment. Why should not a public prosecutor, as a public officer, just set forth hi candid judgment of the facts and leave the rest to the jury Or why should counsel on the other side, | Sup- aiso uw theory an officer of justice, use every trick to get a murderer clear? Time may come when arguments in a criminal trial will have the dignity and self-respect of arguments before an appellate court. The jury system will work better then, being

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—— THE SATURDAY EVENING POST WHO’S WHO-AND WHY Serious and Frivolous Facts About the Great and the Near r —————————— a Earl of Stair Mrs. John T. Pratt [LeRINe the recent Liberty Loan drive Mrs. Pratt, w ; chairman of the Women’s Cor ttee of t e Second Federal Reserve Dis- trict, Was to be tound every day a eadquarters from nine int x lirecting the WOrK of one | thousand city and fifteen hundred state vol Grace Abbott u M Pr e xg ate and sir rriag Var is phase i And | es} 1 S1D1 i rac eitner, aitho s? Va ve I! She has six " est of which a gir A. Mitchell Palmer HE snapshot in the center of this page rep- resents the recently appointed custodian of enemy property in this country, talking with r. George Kibbe Turner An Autobiography 1 4™ a writer: Bor Mi

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vet na gir ou au wT eck and THE PILLIK n for some childish reason which ly forgotten ised pa as old enough to enli s neel Nevertheless, the him no end of annoyance. itt le one at home whi imply because of an altogether family Bible; but add to that ! d to hang round a fashional time Pillit bathin x ce e's only au fathe ! about 1 vatronizing diminutive es to be worth pu rately in love lacker ible coddle ria ts were respo! t on the parapet of had been sunning him- he | ult ad asserted vehe- Look at Dickie Guerre driv- iift een!” put United States 1’ she retorted jauntily. her re Ider and ad the of helplessness coming “Maybe She rose and held her rounded ad, looked scornfully at ded: * Pillikin-willikin- parapet, took the water in a up half a minute later on the other where Prince Zamarkroff was sitting with , title was Robert Appleton Ridge- irlet where his abbreviated bath- ‘ They nt ] ng day over the bay at a go fishing among the | shoulders exposed. Margery had paddled round on , i :} 1 later on had spattered l, and as they grew to lands And in the autumn hills, searching eltered cranny in their that they And bbers’ Ca ia Mounta 1} Velow it her eyes toward ipon his feet ; siLivVSO Pillikin Heard the Crash and Dreamily Conctuded That He Was Dead And, hem and die for Margery must be only pretending that she thought She knew better. Hadn't they roughed it. together off and on for nearly ten years—in some pretty tight places too? Yet she deliberately persisted in treat- ing him like the dirt under her feet. Pilli.in! Ugh! But utterly unfair as she was, he could probably have managed to overlook her affronts had she not cruelly abandoned him for a foreigner. For he was not only forced to accept in silence the contemptuous epithets she ad- dressed to him but to contemplate the melancl oly spec- tacle of her throwing herself shamelessly at the head of a Russian prince. That he was apparently a good one only made the matter worse; for everybody, including the men, said Zamarkroff was all right. had the addi- tional merit of having been wounded at Lowicz at the head of his battalion of Preobrajensky and, in conse- quence, of } aving bee n He wondered if all women were as illogical as that. if they were, what made men work for t them? he was a coward. Besides, he Guards, sent over to America to recuperate and incident Cross. He dinky little black n ally to stimulate interest in the Russian Red ap of about twenty-six, with a iustache, spoke English almost without was a handsome « , painted landscapes. quite charmingly, and wore f the Cross it Mic He nesce wave ' , } ibbon o ol Salt ael, came a borne o1 nt R i li and entire a This was less remarkable in that he at- tracted almost 4 Russian prince was not an unheard-of thing on Monhegan Island; but Red Cross wounded Russian warrior in mid- summer, when thers men to be had lief for t lief —that was tions which made him irresistible. led hero for t of popu- ing in, he engrossed Margery's ttention., everybody's entire attention. a noble were absolutely no e oT ly re he ladies was war re wearer of one of our own uniforms seemed contrast. wearers of those uniforms—the did not and a oquent ar d the ladies of i-school building t gradually becar hem that from time to time They amarkroff was a More thar at, he he — came there 1) 1 fine Tellow f was al el moving speaker, and when addressed Monhegan at the war relief in the higl } ] ir ‘ e aiways are reminine a crowd tha damp and sniffy as he pictured the W ne - a ufferings of his SATURDAY EVENING POST By ARTHUR TRAIN STRATE DO December /, 1917 BY Wirertt GREFE wounded countrymen ls of Kiev } ad in the hospit and Petrog The outraged Pillikir to abjure society took to hi to But being an available man he cape being for lur and dinner partie and jealou wore and motor boat hide his chagrin could not es- comman- deered cheon ,and hit of recorded Mor vhiel i eal name having been deleted by the rr, may only | nsc ve de- ribed as lying some Atlantic teen hundred feet From their summits tl can look fora hundred n east and Here and there long atter along a shore dott inde nted by cou terminating ir the arms, reach far out tering behind barriers vast stretchesof ir Natur into their spru ways. Itisaregion admirably adapted by cealment, and more than unte has lived out his daysin cliffs so high that the smo their pected nei pass ¢ lose to sl tops, and so shelt SUS ore calling almost wit! The island itself fiords or sound cipitous ravine wildernesses of spruce, there landlocked chorage to the Henry of Navarre they their adventurou It particularly m many years gone b; news centers that the harbor wind-buffeted ya man a did to De Guast, Cha 1 We s from the (¢ poet cor un enchanted which Is discovered isiclans tomime and its thur markroff’s imp: strange unre only dreamed o Assio! lity eahity. eaters, hypnot } intoxicated by her breath, laden and the salt air of a sunlit ocean. **And so,” gery's pla said the prince, sitting at at the lun table , ‘the second detachment will s ‘ ull rhat is a secret I am not at liberty to divulge,” d, an official in the War Depa “even if I y. “Only mother heon an- swered her husbar rtment, who had run on for a few days’ vacation knew,”” he added somewhat l President and the Secretary of War could tell you that n@ry, is it not, how the G have ascertained the exact time of the de first detachment?” continued Zamarkrofl. must be ve , “Oh, there’s a leak somewhere,” inconsistent] the rmans could » of the officials “It is extraordi rtor parture “Your ry careless.’ admitted Commander “But even communi- They get the word across from Furguson, the officer in charge of the section. so the puzzle is how the German agents can still cate with the Yucatan or Honduras probably. ceivable way.” “How about U-boats?” suggested Mrs. Mill way, wasn’t there a rumor that a U-boat had | other side. There’s no other con- “By the een seen just out there, off Egg Rock?” Prince Zamarkroff seemed greatly interested. “Indeed! If true, Furguson laughed. “Utter rot! There isn’t on this of the Atlantic. Germany nearer home.” how exciting! ul a submarine They’ except o side t re h (Continued on Page 28

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 Continued from Page 26) in America could no longer communicate by mail or wire- Eben Hoskins caressed his prickly chir ight keeper claim to have seen _ less with Berlin,'or keep in personal touch with the Wilhelm- _mittal caution. strasse, why shouldn't it be natural for them to send the ““Don’t say I did, an’ I don’t say I didn’t ave seen one,” answered the U-boats over here to get information direct? By golly! He know what it was?” he drawled. “‘ Hadn't nev examined him myself and I’m was taking a drink of water at the instant the thought on no submarine—leastways to know it was These fellows spend so came to him and it caused him to swallow the wrong way. can tell you is what I see.” hat sort it doesn’t take He made the suggestion somewhat incoherently after “Well?” demanded Pillikin breathless ‘re looking for. It was a Zamarkroff had resuscitated him by pounding his back. you see?” lighthouse keeper to get “But it would take so long to transmit the information Eben leaned across the chart table and thr my dear lady, you have to Berlin,” objected the pr nce, who seemed to like Pillikin; finger out toward tie horizon. All about t boat would stick its nose “it would be stale long before the submarine got back.” of the ocean was bound with gently d it would take it out “Couldn’t it be relayed by wireless across the ocean purple, mauve and yellow—iridesce by other submarines?” asked Pillikin. “Suppose I'm a Not even a gull’s flight scratched thouse keeper ” began Pillikin, German agent here in America and | get some important eastern sky. There was an expectant dope information, you know— about something; say, like broken only by the slow swash of the w: an old fool!” snapped Furgu the sailing of the troops'for France. I can't wireless i reef, their reluctant withdrawal and hesitant If he isn’t making the whole’ to Berlin because all the stations are corked up. tut I “You see that there oily-lookin’ pa dreamed he saw a U-boat. have an arrangement with the German War Office to be out beyond them cat’s-paws? ver will again.” at a certain spot on the coast at a certain time on a certain mornin’ I was gazin’ jes’ about lifficulty an indignant silence. day -or every day, for that matter—-and I just turn it all queer-lookin’ sort of black sti ins, the lighthouse keeper, all his over direct to a submarine which is sent to get it. and comin’ straight toward me, year when the transient summer “But how?” inquired the prince. “‘Surely no subma reached for my binoculars, but | in had departs d with their silver and rine is going to land on the Atlantic ¢ t when every toot the stick was gone, and in plac ts and their maidservants, for Lenox of it is patrolled day and night by such capable officers house, with a man in it, on top of a de or) ‘ the island lay luxuriating in the a and he bowed in the direction ‘ommander Fur come full at me for about ten minut: ince of autumn, its wildness unviolated guson—‘‘as our friend here!” takin’ the sun and triangulatin’ at t} ‘ ired less for Nature than for society, he “I haven't decided how they do answered time his craft was about vith his old friend, rising in the Pillikin; and they all laughed. swung her nose over toward the n wit) his gun on the rocky point “Our Pillikin has an ingenious mind!” remarked Furgu- went below decks, and ea to wait for the gray shapes son patronizingly; and Pillikin wanted to kill him. deck settled down unt growing dawn. her bow and san} in was high and the bottom of the mu i i istled. vered with dead ducks, he would walk APTAIN EBEN HOSKINS was feeding his chickens “By golly! Did you see her again } ay, with its waiting lifeboat, mount back of the lighthouse at about five o'clock that after- “No, but I could follow } ept the spindrift out of the ragged noon when he saw a small motor boat making out in his wake she made ur ping into Eben’s kitchen shouting direction from Monhegan Harbor. As the government hung above it he two would lie round in the sun and — regulations now required him to make a detailed entry in “What did you do?’ nd when evening came Eben would build his log of every boat and vessel sighted, he climbed up into “I got out the dory, d, and they would pull their rockers up the observatory and presently discovered that his visitor Harbor, and told Commar would listen while the old sailor was none other than Pillikin. you saw a submarine,’ ; when he was mate of a coast- An hour later, after a hearty supper of flounder and seen no submarine,’ say , before the Strait of Malacca . boiled potatoes, the two friends sat on a rock down by — seen before, nor likely to, this side of pite of roc ks and reefs, you the point, the keeper smoking a large cigar unwittingly n’ ik he believed I'd seen not! t of canvas you had in the supplied by Pillikin’s father. write him out a report; and the next weel h.” “T seen it with my own eyes,”” Eben assured him. ““You from the Bosto lav} 1 b in was due to his associa- know [| ain’t no liar, Robert. Well—so help me Moses!—I and made n ind a week before every Christ- was a-settin’ up there in the lighthouse two weeks ago of a__ like “s } t } rk arrived by express at the Sunday mornin’ makin’ my reg’lar entry in the log abou * And whi ee Sete Ot Py Hoskins, containing a collec- the weather, which was clear an’ almost a dead calm. The “A boat they cal sweaters and mufflers, jam, sea out toward Matuxet was jes’ like glass, with notevena keeper. “It was her—exact porpoise to rumple it. There was a green schooner come and afterward I found a down, about three miles out—-guess she wasfrom Eastport, paper. It’s over there, maybe—and I entered her up accordin’ to ru er s! Robert, I was jest passed out of sight I just set there, not doin’ an) nigh onto twenty — cial, a-lookin’ out to sea; and—all of a suddint awit!” doubted my word before “Yes!” cried Pillikin eagerly. “ You saw a submarine?” actually call me ing me the ways, ul! now whe t the derided his 4 ? ; ; Continued on Page 30 demanded can veen Boston and “ a t : , ) A a " Vv nearer her bases. ; 4 Ag . ’ 4 7 me lobstermen pulled k off Matuxet Point?” a 4 er. “An old boiler Af casual finality. What sort of a who didn’t believe anybody or He Was Forced to Contemplate a pause fell in the conversa- the Melancholy Spectacte of Margery P n. If the German agents Throwing Herself Shametessly at the Head of a Russian Prince “eB

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 Continued from Page 28 Instead, however, of steering for the harbor, he turned submarine was doing in here?” seaward, up the bay, hugging the shore by Matuxet Point 1 don’t suppose there’s a base and straining his eyes toward the invisible horizon. The “3 ocean breeze was cold and damp, and soon Pillikin felt quite numb; but he kept on doggedly at his voluntary patrol about it,” he replied. “But I until he had gone eight or ten miles out to sea; then he f ne’er-do-wells as live round turned and steered straight for the Cambrian Hills. boat, or any other boat, any- Suddenly he shut off the engine and grabbed his glass. a little money. "Twouldn’t be Far up, near one of the mountain tops, a white flash winked, islands. There’s a hundred stopped, and winked again. He could almost count the 1iles where a submarine could lie pauses between winks: Flash—flash flash—pause—flash her batteries, orevenlandaman flash flash. Somebody was sending a message in an unfa- ce of her being seen—up Matuxet miliar code, a message that obviously was being repeated the Ovens; cle over and over again—a general call probably. Cap.” He turned and peered into the ominous blackness of the r her charging her batteries,” argued ocean behind him. A couple of miles to the eastward two green and two blue lights were dancir if in answer. mu couldn't!” countered Hoskins. Shaking with excitement, Pillikin placed the hatch over ird strange noises at night lately the engine pit and started his motor. He could not tackle either—like a bull roarin’. You'll a submarine; but, by golly, he could find the fellow on , like Furguson; but tell me, Rob- the mountain—if anybody could! honest vessel carry at night?” nn to starboard. Why?” asked a8 creeping up his back. ny ABOUT the time Pillikin landed at the lighthouse to pursue his independent investigation of the manner red and green, green and red, in which Commander Furguson had performed his duties, seen green and blue lights that official received an unexpected visit at headquarters from Margery’s father. Mr. Miller was in an exceedingly agitated state of mind. It appeared that he had strolled ; patch out near the to the Reading Room after lunch in the company of ng to see a periscope emerge in the Prince Zamarkroff, and after passing an hour or two there relit his cigar, which had gone out. had returned to his cottage, to find that in his absence were gathering on the hills behind someone had gained access to his room and stolen his etting and the gray mist of evening wes dispatch box containing papers of the utmost importance. ‘I suppose it’s my own carelessness!”’ he ejaculated, ngle black spot—brok road fanning himself violently with his hat. “‘But who would vater have imagined that anything of the sort could happen up They're here! What , here? My copy of the code was in that box!” + the reason, the U-boats are on thi Commander Furguson tapped the table with his pencil. hiding among these very islands!” **Keep cool —in the first place. Of course it’s bad busi- itch. “Sunset! Time to start the ness, and I don’t blame you for being excited. There’s a good deal been going on here in your absence that you evi- mbed up the narrow iron ladder, and Pillikin dently haven’t heard about. Yours are not the only papers m tramping round overhead. Presently the that have been taken. There are some very active and in laboriously to revolve and a red decidedly clever agents of Germany operating in this neigh- £ y Of} om crest to crest out toward the sea. borhood, and they are in constant communication with ed under all three screens of cruisers, enemy vessels at sea. I have seen their signals myself.” ’ruminated Pillikin. “‘ Maybe she’ “But at lunch you denied that there were any U-boats Helgoland, didn’t know v she about!”’ retorted Mr. Miller. » to the surface to find out.” “T had to deny it. Otherwise my efforts here would be Lurking behind the islands? futile. The old lighthouse keeper is thoroughly reliable. a giant fish, in the shadow of the He unquestionably saw a submarine—of the U-28 type. Sooner or later I hope to get one of them. But my first pottering about upstairs, getting things task is to catch the chap who is signaling to them.” He Gripped the Ladder Pillikin up the circular stair “entirely. We can see their lights on the mountains; in @ Frenzy two.” but, though I’ve had almost every foot of shore patrolled of What He he threshold onto the oyster- by my men for months, we can’t seem to locate the place Refused dock. Darkness had settled upon from which the messages are sent. This infernal island is to Recognize as Fear “Then young Ridgeway was right?” the stars were glittering every so full of cracks and fissures that a fellow could hide in one where the white shroud of the of them and signal every night for a week without a chance by the black shoulder of Cambria of being caught.” sway along the path the gull supon Mr. Miller rose. iddenly rose s¢ reaming into the “And there's nothing you can do?” he demand d, ling shapes. Fora fraction of a seriously perturbed. led. What had roused the sleepy Furguson made a slight gesture of assent rations? Why did they not settle “Yes, there’s one thing we can do; and w ance of your daughter we are going to do lighthouse minutes,” **My daughter— Margery?” } rmous mill, filling the night “T understand that is the young . blinding red illumination, as much the commander. “ You see, early in ummer she came ned to Pillikin: “This way! This to me and asked what she could do t p; and she has the entrance to Monhe gan Harbor, been ac ting under my orders ever since.” onable resorts in America. Lan ida “What do you mean?” asked her father incredulously. own; fill your tanks with ‘Under your orders!” and champagne; give “IT mean that she has been doing detective work of a ] | away a_ highly efficient sort. Without her we never should have suspected your friend Zamarkroff. You see the prince rather took a shine te your daughter and she seized the tunity to study him pretty carefully. Gradually her spicions were roused, so that when one day last week she saw him start out for a walk, carrying a paint box the size of a small dress suitcase, she followed him, and after way adim quite a chase discovered him on one of the mountains leap- »unprotected ing from crag to crag like a chamois— until he caught sight pool that of her, when he immediately commenced limping again. He ike a final explained that he was looking for suitable views to paint. Continued on Page 32)

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Inc. @ Island City, N.Y Chicago Atlanta San Francisco | commander ar EVENING POST (Continued from Page 30 “*She thinks he is the one who is doing the signaling and believes she knows where he does it. In a word, my men tell me that Zamarkroff has just met his confederate and has ordered his motor to be ready at seven o'clock. It is now six-fifty. When he starts I am going to follow him with a couple of marines and take your daughter with me— that is, if you have no objection. Mr. Miller raised his eyebrows. “Do you mean to say that Zamarkroff isn’t a Russian prince?” he asked. “Oh, yes—some distant connection of the Czar, I believe. His papers are simply perfect. My men have gone through e very- thing he has at the hotel and there isn’t a scrap of evidence against him that’s worth a nickel. However, he has a trick of stay- ing out alone very late at night and he never throws anything in his wastebasket Queer thing, that! He’s received a heavy mail for weeks and not one scrap of paper has he let go out of his hands. He must take it off with him and burn it some- M here ” ‘Well, I've no objection to Margery’s going with you,” said her father. “I only hope you get your man, and get him right! But I never should have suspected Zamark- roff.”’ Ten minutes later a motor containing Margery, Furguson and a couple of Jackies was flying silently through the dusk, follow- ing the distant and at times invisible tail light of the prince ’s car. His Royal Russian Highness was going somewhere— that was certain. | where? ‘If he intends signaling from one of the mountains,” whispered Margery to P guson, after a — of a dozen miles, during which night had fallen, “‘he must stop either at the tr: ail just above Head or at the one ten yond Stafford’ There’s no other path on this road. slow! > ma} oa rrun him.” The chauffeur-Jacky retarded his spark and shut off the gas, and the big car sl down, barely creeping round the turn ahead of them. There was a strong smell of dust, with a whiff of gasoline in it. Furgu son jumped down and flashed a light on the ground, disclosing footprints and a tiny black puddle of oil. “The road’s all trampled up—he must have got out here,” he remarked. “Ah! There's his car—hidden in that patch of trees! Now, Miss Margery, where is your path? Perhaps you'll lead the way?” Another motor now stole noiselessly up and a squad of marines clambered out. “No talking, boys! Remember, this is a still-hunt. Take my light, Miss Margery Now then—forward!” Margery received the light from the d directed it at the opening in the bushes that marked the beginning of the trail up the mountain. Only the gleam in her eyes betrayed her excitement as she leaned over and whispered to Furguson: This is my first real man hunt!” Then she parted the shrubbery and plunged into the forest, followed by the others. ow? d Iv N EANTIME Pillikin steered for the white flash on the shoulder of Cambria Mountain, while the blue and green lights behind him grew dimmer and pee r, and finally were swallowed up in darkness. He no longer felt lonely; no longer had the sensation of being watched. On the con- trary, he was thrilled with a fierce and exultant joy. Somewhere up on that mountain side was an alien enemy signaling to a hostile craft, transmitting to the German Intelligence Office information that might lead directly to the sinking of United States transports crowded with Yankee soldiers and sailors Or, even more immediately, it might result in an attack upon the island and its unsus- pecting inhabitants. Furguson and the rest of the regular military and naval au- thorities were willfully obtuse—criminally indifferent. He Pillikin—alone of all the men of Monhegan was advised of what was going on, and it was up to him to rise to the emergency Moreover, there was no one better qualifi ~ than he—perhaps no one so well qualitied—to determine from just what poin t the signals were be ing displayed. le’s up somewhere near the north ridge,” said Pillikin to himself. ‘‘ That’s so as to get a clear range "way “ut to sea, past Matuxet. But he isn’t on the ridge itself, because I can see the outline of the moun- tain above the light. He’s about where the big bluff rises over the Beehive Bowl. If December 1, 1917 he’s hiding in a cleft or a gorge I sight of his light if I steer either right; but if he’s on top of the cliff i I shan’t lose it, no matter where I steer.” He swung over the wheel and to the east for a few — d yard flash was suddenly extinguished steered back and presently the into view again “‘He’s in a hole in the rock,” Pill concluded. But where could it be fellow wouldn’t just hide in any old pla He’d want a secret spot, concealed f the casual examination of climbers sheltered from wind and rain—a cave; an the more difficult of access the bette The Beehive Bluff was a precipi sheer six hundred feet in height, risi: a circular basin or tarn on the n side, known as the Bowl. A steey to the base of the cliff and partway face; but it was soon supplemente: rails and handholds, and the ascer last three hundred feet could plished only by the aid of ir fastened to the vertical side of It was not a dangerous clim! persons possessed of sound strong heads; but it was a nz dusk or wet weather, or for th« either a tendency to vertigo or used to perpendicular ascents Just at the crest of the last cavern in the face = the cliff erosion and fallir iway cous ofan sand 4. piece of gr: had left a triangular shelf large hold half a dozen Sea being the place Margery and Pillikir childhood had named the Robb and peopled in their imagination \ ruffians armed with cutlass buss From above, the cave ar I were approached through the Bre: Woods and the ridge « f Cambria Mou whence the path, descending, gave upon the ledge, traversed plunged over the edge by the A sign on the ridge where the off from the main rou te to the matized it as “Steep an 1 di rienced climbers only on pot could be found upon the ¢ Even by day there were, during season, at best only a few persons to hazard such an ascent when eq charming views could be had for far trouble. But from the ledge one could lear across the Atlantic toward the Bay Bis« ay A light displayed there wo visible as far as the eye could se¢ Pillikin had no doubt that the the flash, having approached bs mountain, was enscones ) confident in the supposi but those for whom it was observe his ignal As a boy Pillikin had had able experience upon one of when a sudden turn of di tacked him He had beer through the rungs at the \ and placid surface of the hundred feet below, wher everything went blac! to the ladder against i world swam about him, a gained his vision; but shaking and wet with $) barely strength to dra half fainting, upon the dee had visited the Rk bbers ‘ he had never attempted to a by the ladders, but had alw p ith over the ridge tl To-night, however, if he the latter route he knew he woul too late. It was now ten o’clox naling might cease at any mon opportunity to effect a capture, a bly prevent the transmission of it information, would be lost. To 1 Monhegan Harbor, notify the and reach the bluff by way of t} would take not less than thre« the other hand, he could climb to the cave in less than tl irty n I e ran his motor boat agr dy cove at the foot of the n as s he k voked back across the i that he could still see the gree! lights. They were keeping at it apy Then he climbed out on the bea his way to the path that le i t was pitch black in the woods, pale alley overhead between t through which he could dimly stars. Below he could see no Continued on Page 35 Pe aT OP gE Cte te ee — ws * = eS

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 Ivied walls, venerable elms, a song drifting from an open dormitory window. As enduring as this haunt- ing, life-long charm of campus memories are the gold watches recently presented to six Yale men for distinguished and loyal management of class aftairs since their graduation. The memento deemed worthy of symbolizing this atch “The Watch of Railroad Accura C} 2 high esteem of their classmates was Wornerniighine CITT LL jjvreaeantaeraceanet! i VEE TO We Christmas, too, fixes the attention of givers of taste upon Hamilton Watches. No memento is a worthier symbol of aftectionate regard. With 32 beautitul models to choose trom, Hamilton is the gitt watch par excellence. Infinite accuracy combined with a life- time of enduring, uninterrupted service. The modern timepiece, keyed sharply up to the requirements of modern American lite. ‘The engineers of America’s most famous fliers carry Hamilton Watches. Write Today for the Hamilton Watch Book— ““Ghe Gimekeeper”’ | - - * - Hamilton prices: complete cased watches at $27.50, $30, $38.5 S$40,855,802.5 ,$72,and upto S150. Hamilton movements to ht your present watch case for $14 ($15.25 in Canada) and upwards. Hamilton Watch Company, Dept. J, Lancaster, Pennsylvania

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" te. seven Gem Damaskeene stasen, " ie Case Gem Mi itary Outfit, $5.00 — $6. lag 00 Gem Damaskeene Biades, lia GEM CUTLERY CO., Inc., NEW YORK Canadian Branch: 591 St. Catherine Street, W., Montreal Separate Set Gem Blades— 7 for 35¢ IGEM GEM [)AMASKEENE BLADES RAZOR EVENING POST December /, 1917 THE BIOGRAPHY OF A MILLION DOLLARS (Continued from Page 6 his old left hand at his little old perpetual- motion machine, back alone in the shop And I went along home, thinking how I'd put the thing—about the mortgage—to Polly. mr HIS—this is a nice time to be getting home,”’ said Polly, coming to the door, with two red spots in her cheeks and that little hitch in her voice she had when she was mad or exc ited. ‘I know it,” said I. “‘ But I had a fellow come in just as we were closing up that I had to wait for.” “T guess if you’d tried hard you could have got rid of him,” said Polly, kissing me finally. “You've got to stop this, Bill,’’ she said. “It turns everything upside down in the “Pr , and you know it! . I apologize,’ * said I. *‘That—that won’t do my dishes for me,”’ said Polly, going out in tne kitchen for my supper. So we didn’t talk much while I was eat- ing. Both the kids were in bed; and we sat there alone. **Who wasit?”’ sheasked me finally, wher she thought I’d had punishment enough ‘this man who came in to see you?” **Oh, a fellow came in,” I said, “‘ who had a new idea for a motorcycle.” “Another one of those cranks wi frayed cuffs, I suppose,” she said, “ths come in every week with a fortune.” *‘Maybe,” said I. And I helped her clear off the table, and went back and sat down and — and thought it over while she did the dishes. “Tell me about it,”’ said Polly, coming back and sitting on a stool beside me come round again, good-natured as usual. So ] kissed her and told her what hap- pened. ‘Poor fellow!”’ she said, staring and getting red when told her about his flopping over on the floor. ‘‘Wh-why didn’t you bring him home?” “Oh, I fixed him out just as well, | guess,”’ I said. ‘Did he have anything you could use? she wanted to know. And I told her about his improvements he had on the motor cycle; and what old Tom had to say about it. “Well, I always thought myself they were a kind of a miracle,” said Polly “tearing round the way they do. I wish father was here, sometimes, just to hear what he’d say when he saw one. But they are, anyway, that’s what I always thin when I see one—just a miracle!” “Well, I hope this one will blossom out,” said I, “‘into a full-fledged one.” “Why?” said Polly. “Because it'll be our miracle if it does,” I said. “It'll be our own meat. “What do you mean?” she asked me, sitting up and looking at me over the arm of the chair. “I’ve arranged with this fellow that’s got the thing to make up one or two for us | on trial. And if they turn out right,” I said, ‘ we’re in on the ground floor, without any expense to us. It might make a barrel of money for us; it might make us ric h “IT don’t see why it shouldn't,” said Polly. “Other people have luck.” “I hope so,”’ she said, patting my hand on the chair arm. “‘I hope you make all the money there is, Bill. It’s about your turn. You've h: oa your share of the other thing these last few years in that old bicycle business.” There’s no money in it any longer,” I said for the millionth time. ‘“‘ We got int it too late.” “I know it,” said Polly. “It’s about as profitable now as a de- serted gold mine,”’ I told her. ‘And about as cheerful, you poor old Bill,” said Polly, patting my hand again and laying her face against it. especially for a man who’s so up and coming, natu- rally, and anxious to get on as you are. **] wonder what it would seem like,” she said finally, kind of dreaming, “‘to have all the money you want. I wonder sometimes. I wonder if we'd be any happier with a hun- dred thousand dollars and a big house than we are right here in this little house on Collins Street.” ‘I wouldn’t mind trying it once,” I told her ‘I don’t know how I could be—much! she said, sighing. And then we went upstairs. I didn’t say anything more till we were getting ready for bed. **Now here, mother,”’ I said then; “I've got something else to tell you. I didn’t tell you everything.” ‘Wh-what is it now?” she came ba her voice sharpening up. ‘* What is it?” “W ilkins is going te get through.” What!” ‘And take his money out.” “What!” shesaid. ‘“‘What for? What’ he going to do that for?” So I told her. “That old pig,”’ she said gusting thing. I always di ‘You don’t any worse th: nor so much. gut anywhere *“T suppose i ‘We've go nates at bin” How are voice still ‘You tell “Can't you get as ked me. Isaid. ‘“‘Not ar y more thar that hirst ‘well that one thousan dd ars I had at the start If I could I’e never had Wil in the first place No, there’s nothit from the bar ks- not in the bicycle b ness, since the si imp!” ‘What will you do then?’ “I don’t know,” want to let me house ia She was si “Nev , never, ver!’ m rigage on this house! And I didn’t say anyth ‘How could you thi Never! he said. ‘‘ Father's old I didn’t answer her ‘The only thing we’ children,”’ she said, taki ‘And when you know mortgage. Anything thing but a mortgage: I kept still ‘I won’t do it, on. “3 Oh, why don’t you say some mu KNOW called out to me, shakir g my What is there to say eo can't stand for a mortgage is to it An d she kept “T can go back in front oy Wilkins, “*T guess he'll have we can keep on th ing down hill—year I “On the other hand,” I said, “* ‘ » business back myself, pretty ll; and if worst came t believe could clear myself and whole. And in the meantime chance in the th t chance of a lifetime Isaid. “It isn’t if fe made ne ened tens agai out of things with no more than this.” She sat perfectly stiff « 3ut that’s up lieve it would be all ri want tostand forit if you want to come ‘lf—if I'll stick Polly, sitting there sa) that : out So the next money. day iv \ EM ADE up the first one with our hands, you might say. All the sta tionary parts of the engine were cast sp cial. We even bent the tubing on the frame ourselves, to be sure and have it right and plenty strong. Then we took her out on Breakneck Hill, and tried her. **She’s good, Pasc,”’ said I, wt back with her. “She's good.” She took it like a bird. “I’m glad you like her,” said Pas Continued on Page 41

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ae 140 LaSalle Trained Men THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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“The only thing is,” she said, “can you st > dae Sell it?”’ I said. I certainly can! Why couldn't I? It can spin circles round anything that’s made.”

rh have THE SATURDAY EVENING POST other people, with the Rajah, yt such a start, that’s all,”’ she said You watch me sell it,”’ I said But luck with t “We the same, | didn’t. I had no he dealers out of tow? don’t know it,” they said to me. “It may be the best in the world. But it’s new, that’s all.”’ Finally the best thing I could do was to put it in with a dozen or more dealers that I knew were didn't seem to sé I only a few then right there

reliable, on consignment. And at home Finally it got along toward August, and it was before due; plain we'd have to do somet} ing long. Our accounts were coming and our balances at the bank were way down We did our banking, like a good many of the people in the bicycle trade had, with Proctor } toni il ngs, Billings’ bank—the Second Na- coming in when his father, old man was alive the first of August that little book- keeper, that girl I’d got out of business col- lege, aftern after Wilkins left, came back in the »on from the bank and said ‘The teller said to tell you that Mr. Bil- lings sent word to you he wished you'd fat- ten uJ » your balance a little bit; it’s been pretty low lately That didn’t sound good to me—the way things were moving. We only had a loan ~ a thousand dollars there; but we cer- nly needed that And I had been figur- ing and figuring on how I could get it up in And now I was afraid he m the fall she | rit ig close down on us € ntirely ‘Couldn't you go to Proctor Billings said Pasc, Tell “and show him how you're fixed? him what the prospects are when we once get started.’ “Show him,” I said. “That's the last thing I’ddo! Proctor Billings—that tailor- made dude! he’d close what the his father to them.” ‘I've ‘He ‘Her they’d rted I old bicycle manufacturers did to heard more or less,”’ said P cleaned them out, that’s all,”’ said ruined them They always: ! have pulled through if he hadn't He'd close on YOu a8 QUICK as his hand Go to him! That’s And you know what happened

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he Jumped on them first when the time came. He got his mone yy; wh o dir 4 and he was about the only one ‘That’s the danger in this thing, Pas« g I said ‘what we're up against a

t the time I wish a thousand times it wasn’t; I wish there was some way you could just go ahe ad and make a good thing and sell it—and not spend three-quarters of your time figuring, ing how you're going to get money to figur dao it trouble Dbusiness crowd. “Oh, son they're cents penslv cater one { ile a i with Money that’s always the And especially when you're doing with people like that Billings I know them,” I said, “father and watched them for years And as like as the Indians on two copper Only this one now wears more ex- > clothes, manner But underneath, neither of them ever had any more bowels than

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New Berlin, Ohio | For Christmas HIS handy Dim-a-lite Port- able is useful and convenient —makes for comfort wher- and as effects a from 30°, to 80%, of what could make ever used its use saving of the ab full current, tter gift? } DIM-A-LITE Fixture Socket $1.50 Ww! RT QomPany PHILADELPHIA PENNSYLVANIA Electrical and Hardware Dealers sell the Dim-a-lite in three forms: EVENING POST “Tt’s the Rajah people,” he said. “They’re knocking you to beat the band that’s the trouble. They’ve got everybody scared. They say your things look good, but they won’t stand up.” “Oh, they do, do they?” said I. “Yes—all those changes in the machine, and especially those new mechanical valves.” “So they’re looking for a fight, are they?” said I, getting hot. ‘‘ Well, they’ve come to the right place for it—if that’s what they want—or anybody else. We can accommodate them.” “Don’t start eating me,” won't get you anywhere.” “No,” said I. “It’s somebody else I’m going to eat—not you. And I’m much obliged to you.” And I started back home again it out on the train. “‘There’s just one thing to it, Pasc. “We've got to fight.” How?” said he. ‘We're going down there to Newark on Labor Day,” I said, “and show that Rajah crowd up—and that piece of junk they've got!” “You mean to say,” going into racing?” “That’s what I mean.” “Look here,” he said: | going to do that?” “I can do it,” said I. “That costs money, going into that ra ing game,”’ said Pasc. **T understand that,” I told him. ““Where’ll you get it? Who's going to back you?” “We won't have to be backed,” I said; “not to any great extent, and I'll show you why. We've got the machine. We know that, don’t we?” “Yeh,” said Pasc, eyes of his on me. “We can cut figure piece of junk of theirs.” **Good and sure,” said Pasc. “All we need is somebody that’s got nerve—that can hang on to her and let her go.” “When you've said that,” said Pas watching me, “‘ you've said a goad deal.”’ we know that,”” I answered him. “I know we've got to take a man who's had some experience.” “You bet you have.” “But if he had that—and the Hoodlum under him, and pl nty of nerve “Who is it you’ve got in asked me. “You know that little red-headed boy of Tom’s?” I asked him. “‘That little Chuck Powers?” “Uh-huh.” “That's the one. He's ridden quite a lot—in quite a number of these races round the country, and he’s got nerve to burn.” “Will he do it?” said Pase. ‘“‘ Will he take the chance?” “He'll do it,” I said. He’ ll re at it.” Well, do we want him to, ourselves said ° asc, stopping his everlasting chewing of his slippery elm. ‘Do we want to take the chance of having him?” “Why not?” “Well, we wouldn't sible for killing |} im ™ “Killing him!” said I “You never saw those devils professionals,” said Pase, ‘riding a race, for blood, in one of those new motor dromes— those bowls.” “They do have some bad accidents or them, I know that,” said I. “When something goes or they the edge of the bow! it’s liable death. They kill 2 plenty of them in a sea- son going at those apes “ds.”’ “Well,” said I finally, “‘ we've all got to take our chances in life, that’s certain. If I get him will you do it—will you get out with him and help him and train him up on the fine points of the machine?” ‘I'll try it,”’ said he. ‘But it will be a kind of an experiment, from his standpoint or ours--whether we'll get anywheres with it.’ “We've got to, that’s all. It’s that or nothing now—with us. If we don’t we bust by the first of October, anyhow, when those accounts come due and that note at Billings’ bank.” “But look here,” said Pase: you going to do it, anyway?” “He won't cost anything, nor the ma- chines, nor you—nothing but expenses.” “What are you going to do about the boy?” Pase wanted to know he said. ‘“‘ That figuring said I to he said, “you're “How are with those queer blue eights round that mind?” he “T know the boy. want to be resp those real real shoot off to be sure ‘“*How are December 1, 1917 ‘I’m going to him and tell him we’ll put our machine and expenses against his time; and if he makes good we'll make it up to him, and more, later. He’ll jump at it! I know it!” “Maybe,” said Pase. “‘ But even so,”” he said, bringing out his old envelope and pen- cil stub, the way he did when he was figuring or working on his mechanical ideas, ‘even at that, where’ll we get the money?” “We'll get it,”’ I said. “Do you re salize where we stand,” he — to me. “What our bank balance is? I don’t think you do.” “Why not?” said I. “While you were gone,” he said, “this thing came up. Myrtle came in when she found out, and told me about it.” ‘What's she done now?” said I. He was talking about that little bookkeeper we got from business school. She was always ir trouble with something “She sent out for me in the shop,” said Pasc, kind of slow, “‘when she found out.”’ “What is it?” said I. “It seems she made a little mistake in her addition. We haven’t got so much in the bank as we thought for.” ‘How much have we got?” And he told me. I jumped up on my feet and cut loose. “Seven thousand devils! ‘How'd she make that mistake?” “I don’t know,” said Pase. ‘Kind of worn down and tired, I guess.”’ ‘Did you fire her?” r said. “No.” “Well, I will to-morrow,” “No, you won't,” he said, ““when you think it over. She’s nothing but a kid and she’s tired out, that’s all.” ‘That won’t help us any,” I said, *‘when she makes some great big blunder.’ **We're all tired some,”’ he said, here, nowadays.” **She never will catch up,” said I. always behindhand. She isn’t fit for anyhow. She hasn’t got blood enough in her body to keep a mouse alive.” “*Besides,”’ said Pasc, ‘what do you ex pect? What else can you get anywhere for eight dollars a week?” ‘**Aha,” I said. ‘* Well, v didn’t convince me then; I her go anyhow. I only wish I had ‘But the question is,”’ said Pase, “ are we going to do it, anyhow? How are we going to get the money for racing—or even for our rent and our pay roll?” ‘We might sell a machine or two mort than we expected.” ‘I’ve counted on more than we’l sell,” said Pasc, looking at his old envelope. *“*We can do it somehow,” said | “You have to have several hundred do lars anyhow.” “*We can do it. *‘How?” **I don’t know how, but we'll do it,”’ “IL know that. Because we've got t like that bulldog that climbed tree. And we'll sit right down here and figure it out.” “Jerusalem!” said Pase, looking ul the clock. ‘See what time it is.” It was after seven. ‘“Zetta’ll snatch n baldheaded,” he said, jumping up. I knew there was no use of talking now that was one thing you never could mo him on—anything where his wife was cor cerned, Besides, I could see myself there was use of going ahead then, before supper “*T tell you what you do,” said I: “You come right over to the house after you've eaten.” “Shall I bring Zetta with me asked Pase. “She gets almighty lonesome sitting there alone in that flat.” “Sure!” I told him. can amuse said I. said I said “round “She's ell see!” He meant to let now now ’ said We're along while “Bring her The women themselves we talk business And then he rushed out. Old Tom Powers got in before I myself, and I asked him about *“*He won't get much out of it first,”’ | said. ‘‘But if he wins out he won't lose anything by it in the long run. You know me well enough to know that anyway, Tom,” said I. “He'll do it, I guess,” said old Tom, talking a littie slow. ‘* He’s crazy about the riding and he knows every nut and bolt ir that mac hine of yours. He'd ought to,” he said. ‘He was brought up inside chine shop. His mother weaned machine oil.” And he showed his gums in that old lear graveyard grin of his. Continued on Page 45 got out his a ma- him or

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2. eee Aa enna Continued from Page 42 ‘You haven't got you?” we self any objections, have 1 asked the old man in spite of m) seeing that old right-hand stump of his The boy was the only child they had. * His mothe r won n't e it very much, I * he said ‘He: ain’t only eighteen; and he’s the or nly ry she’s got. She thinks it’s worse than it too.” at es, I ne ow “But he’s got to take his chance,” he said, ‘‘along with the rest of us. Women always think the worst of everything.” *Go on now,” he stopping talking about it kind of sud ‘Go on. Tl lock up after you. Don’t you ever go home to your wife in season?” So I left him as usual, the dark, closing up the suppose, said, lenly poking round in place after me. Vv HE was a kind of a dark-looking wo- man— Pasc’s wife-—a fine, full figure of a young woman, with black hair and red lips. I had only her once when she'd come into the office. come to town until just lately; and wher she did they didn’t live near us; they'd gone way over to the other end of town, where they were putting up eigh teen-dollar-a-month flats ‘Hello!” she said, coming into the door “Hello, Mr. Morgan. Howdy do again? And thisis Mrs. Morgan, is t? Howdy?” ‘I'm ashamed of mys« Polly, taking off her wrap for her, “for not coming over and seeing you.” ‘Oh, don’t mention it,”’ she said your kids seen or twice, She hadn't those new said and doing your own work at the same time, I know just how it must be. If I was you I'd be dead.” And she went over and tox started talking along to Polly * We'll let the men alone,” she take care of their own tro She was smart as a ste« see that; just brim full of | *k a chair and said, ‘‘to ubles l trap, you could “Our sitting room's had small.”’ said Polly. “I'd take you upstairs only the children are asleep there.’ **Oh, this is all right,”’ said Pase’s wife. **We can sit over here and talk and not dis- turb them a particle. ‘You go ahead now, boys,” she said to us. ‘ You talk your business, and we’ over here and get acquainted.” You couldn't help liking her; she was so kind of free and easy, and friendly. She sti A right along t: ulkin g to my wife It is kind of lonely,”’ she said, ‘‘at first not knowing anybody in town; and more so with us. I always did like to go, I'm that kind, and Pase there is just the opposite That’s the trouble with us.” Li Sit ‘Il geess you don’t fight much,” said Polly ‘No, we don’t fight,”’ she answered her, looking at Pase and smiling. They were a queer couple—entirely different from one znother. But you could see the world of each other, especially the y thought Pasx Every time she looked at him his lean old leathery face lighted up like a jack-o’ lantern. I was out getting a cigar for Pasc, from the sideboard in the dining room ‘I always want to go too much,” I heard her going on to my wife. “I was brought up that way. An only kid, kind of spoiled But he wants to come home and sit there nights, thinking out something in his head. For the last two years it’s been this car- buretor. He's got carburetor on the brain. It was pretty fierce sometimes, especially fora bride. I used to get mad and call him my hum an carburetor, sometimes. Didn’ I, Pas ?”’ she called over to him. And he grinned that sudden dry grin of his, like those still fellows do—their teeth opening up suddenly out of cheir stiff faces. ** Just to show him I’m living,” said, **T have to get up and kick over the traces now and then. But 1 know; I’m nota fool about it. I know I| can’t quarrel with my bread and butter. And t lly now, when we're all going to make so much money on the Hoodlum. Now you go ahead, over to us, room Stop she especiall boys,”’ she called across the listening and get down to business.” ‘All right, sister,”” said I, and we went ahead. I felt as if I'd always known her all my life. Now here,”’ I said to Pas« ‘Let’s get right down and find out just what we can do. Let’s figure out just what we can hope to lay our hands on.” And Pase brough t out his old pencil stub, and another old envelope— half covered up with drawings and figures. Now it he first place,” I sa i, ner one place we can cut down some. We get rid of this one man. F “TI hate to do that,” said Pas He been a pretty good man for ‘I know that l said “But we've to doit. We « you can’t cut out certain.” ‘Not and run,” I stay there “You'd be tter take your beds down and sleep there,’ Polly You could se« they to us while they talked tid I.“ Unless you a1 twenty-! r hours a day called across the roor were Db t? ll ter They ha ad to more s, the room was so smal! ‘Never mind,” 1 called back to her “you keep out of this now! We couldn't cut out much that we hadn't al-eady—try all we could. I could hear the women going on with their sat thinking about it They were talking and the troublk they had. money ‘What I object to is the I heard Zetta, cooped up so when you're poor.” ‘““Now here,” I said to Pasc; “‘let’s get back to the main thing. Let’s see what we can hope to lay our hands on. There's two other men,” I said, “I believe I might sell one to if I shaved the price a it ‘Yes, I know,” said Pasc, wetting |} little pencil with his tongue. ‘‘ But ever you've got to have several hur yet —to pull out anyway. Isn't that so? ‘Yes; that’s right,” I had to ad ‘I’m afraid we're kind of up against ne said, ‘Not on talking as we about house keeping ttir ] of FeLUInNg aiong on wi And what they'd do if they |} smallness of it Pase’s wife, say ** be one or lred dollars your lif !" I said and | sat there at one side of the center table figt Zz on it I could hear the women. They we talking about money still, what they'd if they had it—-like a couple of kid 1 had to grin. “If you had a lot of money what would you do with it?” Zetta was asking ‘I don’t know,” said Polly ‘I do. I'd live!” said the other one And we'll have it, too—out of this last thing I know it. And when it comes I'm going to have one grand large time!’ I had to grin to myself. We were sitting figuring our heads off to see where we wer: coming off, and she was spending « money for us already. The worst of it was we didn’t get anywhere; there wasn’t any loophole apparently. ‘We were funny folks that way at m) own home,” I heard Pasc’s on, “about money. Somet i lot; and sometimes we didn’t. My fathe was in the livery- -stable business: and he used to go roun d to these big races and bet quite a little, and he was pretty smart at it too— but sometimes he'd get caught! ‘But when we had it, we had it. We didn’t kee pit long I was the or ly child and he used to give me everything there when he had the money. I used to go everywhere and do everything, about, that wife going imes we had a was, he did. We used *o have the finest horses in town; and he let me drive them all the time—when I wasn’t more than ten ye - old. And I could drive some! I'd like to see a horse that would go too fast for me or anything else!” she said. “*That’s why I've been so much excited over this Hood- lum. I'd like nothing better,’ she said, “than to dress up like a man and take one of those things and ride and ride an d ride! She'd got kind of excited talking about it; and the color had come up under he dark cheeks—shining through the skir She certainly was a_stunnin woman those days. ‘I’m like my father r, I guess, more ways than one,”” she said ‘We both had to be going fast all the time se gave me thi she said, breaking off, and taking a big dia- g-looking mond ring off her finger. 1 hadn’t seen it before. ‘‘On my eighteenth birthday. Be- oa he died. Don't y you love them? I do. It ink they ‘re wonderful I'n going to has @ tecied of Sindh when thi s He jlum makes good when we get all this me ney we're going to.” ‘I do,” said Polly. ‘“‘I like well. Only I never had one yet then pretty not a real one.” “T always thought the world of this one Isn’t it a dandy?” she turning it so the light struck it. “Isn't it a lovely one!” said, said Polly THE SATURDAY EVENING POST é “Thank You for ~ ciciaieedl eth ce d te ren A Christmas Gift Worth While compact handful of ene a SEW-E-Z is a - : home labor saver powerful little electric mot designed primarily to operate a sewing machine, without foot pumy| It will sew for ve u, fast or slow, as vou wish SOU stitches a minute o ’ stitch at a time \ ou can use it for w hipp 1 cream and he ating evgs, for polishing silver, f sharpening knives; and the fan attachment will keep you cool « those hot, sultry days It's the handiest litth home helper you ever saw lhis wonderful littl Sew-E-Z costs only $15.00 the Cream Whipper attachment, $3.50; the Comb Polisher, $1.25; the | an and and (sual d att achment, $2 SU A Week's Free ination Grinder Trial SEW-E-Z. Hamilton- Beach Mfg. 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THE SATURDAY SS OS 7 At Reveille, the — Say: ‘Good Morning, ave you used Pear's'Soap?” Over one and one-half millions of American men are now in camp and cantonment, on march and in the field. Dur- ng civilian days, thousands of them used Pears’ regularly. Though now they are soldiers, their keen desire for daily Pears’ refreshment is not in the least diminished. Relatives and friends— wondering what they shall send can’t make a gift more sure to be appreciated than a box of Pears’—the purest, the most thoroughly cleansing and refreshing toilet soap. the hoy s Pears’ has these qualities because it is made of the purest materials, carefully blended. Every cake is put away to age a whole year. During this year-aging, all free moisture is eliminated. This makes possible a con- centrated soap, easy to carry in a soldier’s pack. An economical soap, a cake of which outlasts two cakes of ordinary soaps. Army and navy men will make sure of Pears’, if they buy it themselves. But how thoughtful, how pleasant when relatives and friends surprise the boys with a box of Pears’. Why not do it this very day? \t your dealer’s. 15¢ a cake for the unscented, $1.65 a box of a dozen. Pears’ Glycerine Soap (Scented) 20c a cake in single cakes or boxes of three, $2.25 a box of a dozen. if you wish to test Pears’ for little expense, Walter Janvier, 417 Canal Street, New York (Pears’ United States Agent), will send you a trial cake of the unscented for tc In stamps. A. & EK PEARS, Ltd. Pears’ Soap told her. EVENING POST I looked over and saw it. It was a great big fine stone. It made me kind of sore. She sitting there showing the light on that diamond, and we sitting over across the room—figuring, figuring. Figuring and not getting anywhere; with all our assets tied up in those thirty or thirty-five motor- cycles. “T give it up,” said Pasc finally, looking up from his old envelope. “Well, I don’t,” said I, and kept along. I saw Polly flush up when he said it, and knew she was listening in all the time. “T never was much good at figures,’ said Pasc, stopping and waiting for me. But I didn’t get anywhere either. “You're up against it, too, ain’t you?” | he said to me finally. “Well, I don’t see just now where the money’s coming from.” “Well, then,” said Pase, “will you want to go ahead with it?” “T sure will,” said I. “You don’t want to start and spend our money for something you can’t finish, do you?” “No. But you don’t want to bust either, do you?” I said to him. I thought I was talking pretty low, still; but I guess I wasn’t. “No,” he said. “Well, we will,” I said, “‘unless we find the money to put this thing through!” He didn’t say anything. “We'll bust, that’s the English of it,” I went along. **Excuse me,” I heard Pasc’s wife saying to mine. I had noticed their talk had | slackened up the past minute ortwo. “ Ex- | cuse me, Mrs. Morgan,”’ she said, “but I've got to get into this thing the men are talking about.” When I looked at her I saw her face was red as fire. ““What do you mean?” she said to me. | “Did you say you'd bust if you didn’t have more money to run off that race with?” “Well, that’s about the size of it.’”’ **Do you mean to say,” she said, turning to Pasc, “things have got as bad as that, and you never told me?” And those black eyes looked clear through | him. ““Why didn’t you?” she wanted to know. | “Why not?” “T didn’t want to bother you,” Pasc **Bother me,” she said in a sharp voice; “I wish you’d bother me more sometimes!” And we all sat there for a few minutes— feeling awkward. “You must have thought I was a nice one,”’ she said to me; “fooling round and talking about money and showing off my diamond.” “TI didn’t think anything about it.” “Look here,” she said to me; “would three hundred dollars be any use?” “It might be,” I said. “A good deal.” “Here,” she said; “take it!” And in a quarter of a second she had that ring off her finger. “Take it?” I said, flabbergasted. “What?” “This ring,” she told me. “It’s worth three hundred dollars.” “Not on your life!” said I. “Your father’s ring!’’ said Polly. “Yes, you will!” said Pasc’s wife. “Not and take any chance like this with it,” I told her. “Didn't you tell me,” she asked, “that three hundred dollars might pull you through? Save you?” “It might. Yes.” “And haven’t you put in everything you own—a mortgage on your house, and everything?” “Yes.” said I. “Then what do you take me for?” “No, sir,”’ she said to Polly, who started to reason with her about this ring from her dead father. ‘‘ No,’’ she said, standing very straight and still. “‘ We're partners in this thing, aren’t we? Then you've got to take it. “What do you think I am—you putting up your house and all that, and I sitting here with this thing? You take it now, before I get mad. If you don’t Pase will. Isn’t that right, Pasc?”’ “Darned sure,” said Pasc. “No, sir,”” said I again. I refused to take it. “All right,” she said, quicker than a flash—and she handed the ring over to Pase. “I tell you what I’m going to do then.” “What?” said Pasc, grinning at her the way you do at a nice lively child. December 1, 1917 “Will three hundred dollars pay for the expenses of this race—everything?” “It ought to,” said Pasc. “Then it’ll be my race,”’ she said. “I'll pay for it. You go ahead, boys, you run your race; and I'll pay for it. And you'll see it’s done!” she said to Pasc. “You can count on that,” said Pasc. “But you don’t take any risks of losing it,” said I. ‘‘ You could pawn it, if you like, but you've got to fix it so we’re both re- sponsible for getting it back to you.” “You've got to have it, anyhow,” she said; ‘whether you lose it or not.” So we compromised, finally. Pase tock it and put it in his pocket before she would be satisfied. “You needn’t think,” she said to me, “that you men are the only ones that ever take a chance in your life.” She looked great—flushed up that way, but her upper lip, set down on the lower one, straight as a die. “There’s a woman,” I said to myself then, “that'll go a long ways for what she’s after.” She started smiling then, showing her big white teeth— when she'd had her own way. “You'll pay me for this,” she said “don’t you worry —when we win out; when the Hoodlum gets going right. Because we're going to win—don’t you forget that. This race, and everything we're after.” “That's the way to talk,” I told her. “I always did like a woman with some spunk and go to her.” ““Well, we’ve both got ’em, I guess,” said Pasc, looking at our wives. “Gad, yes!"’ I said. ‘“‘That’s one satis- faction. You bet we’re going to win,” I said to Pasc’s wife. “And right after that I’m going to col- lect on you both,” she said, and started to laugh again. “You can go the limit with me,” I told her. “I wish half the time,”’ she said, “‘I was a man anyhow.” “Pase don’t,” said I; “and I don’t blame him.” “I do, just the same,” she said. “ You can go somewhere and do something. You aren't cooped up all your life, like a woman—never able to get out, and get what you want most.” “*What’s that?”’ said I, jollying her. “Just what you do.” “What?” **Money,” she said. “‘ Without it where are you? With it you can cut loose and be free. Heavens,” she said, and threw up her arms above her head; ‘‘you can live! “You watch me,” she said, “‘when we get the money. I'll have diamonds galore and automobiles, and some real clothes, once. I'll go to New York and get some clothes that’ll make these country frumps round here sit up and take notice!” “You bet you will, and I'll see you get them, if he won't give them to you,” I said to her, jollying her again. She was considerably younger than any of the rest of us. ““And now we're going,” she said, get- ting up. And then they went on home. I noticed Polly didn’t have much to say when they'd gone. **She’s a stunner, isn’t she?” said I. “I don’t know when I've seen a handsomer woman.” “Yes,” said Polly, without any spirit in it. “* Like one of these redbirds you see some- times on the top of a tree, in the country. You can’t keep your eyes off her. Don't you think so?” “She is striking looking,” said Polly. “But she uses kind of funny grammar; and she dresses pretty kind of conspicuous.” “She can stand it,” I said. “Yes she can—in a way.” “What's the maiter with her?” I said. Polly was always pretty nice about other women. “Don’t you like her?” “Yes,” said Polly; “she’s a kind of a lawless thing, but I like her—very much.” “Then what is it,” I said, ‘that you've got against her?” **Nothing.”’ “What is it?” I said, keeping after her. “Are you jealous of her? It’s something; I know that!” **Nothing in the world, "she said—“‘ not against her.” “* Against who then?’ to worm it out of her. “Against myself,” she said finally. “Against yourself?” (Continued on Page 49) ” ’ said I, trying still

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(Continued from Page 46 “Oh, why didn’t I think of that!” said Polly, letting it loose; flushing up to the roots of her hair. “Think of what?” I said, wondering “What she did—that diamond ring.”’ “Diamond ring!” I said. “‘ You haven't got any diamond ring.” “But I’ve got other things,” she said. “All that old jewelry of mother’s. That is quite valuable.” “What do you want to do?” I said; “give us that!” I had to laugh at her standing there all flushed up. Sense and Yellow T WAS a little yellow cur, with battered hide and stumpy tail, Whose life path was a weary round from village dump to garbage pail. A mongrel, mangy, fleasome pup, the sort which men forbear to shoot, But frighten yelping up the street with stone or stick or lifted boot. And this same cur, one autumn morn, sat sadly down to scratch, and try To answer this soul-searching quiz: *‘ Lives there a creature low as 1? Breathes there one living thing’’—so his pessim istic monologue ‘Which, viewed apart by decent J meaner than a yellow dog?"’ He thought and thought. mused, “I were a man born o'er the Who fled from hopeless, slavish toil to ti bright country of the free; ran “ . ” ) Suppose 4 he Where, lifted by that country’s hand, reared *neath her laws, I rose to power And comfort, station, wealth—unti! to her, Columbia, came the hour When, fighting for her life, she asked my aid, and I refused, and tried To help her foe forsooth, I hated one she fought beside. I am a yellow dog,”’ his tail gave to the road one earnest pat. **Men call me mean and low: but still I think I’m not so mean as that! 9 he cause, ‘Or shall we postulate this case? An editor am I, whose pen Writes, in an alien tongue, the words read by some still half-alien men Whose fathers came, as mine did, here, for- swearing all they left behind, To seize the chance she offered—she, Amer- ica, the great and kind! All that I have and am I owe to her; but now, when foe s attack, With venomed pen I lie in wait to slyly steb her in the back. I’m sure,”’ the pup soliloquized, as in the roadside dust he sat, “No yellow dog of all I know has such a yellow streak as that! “Or let's suppose,” quoth he, “Tama poli- tician of the breed Which, seeking place, cries shrilly, ‘Peace! and strives the foolish moh to lead I rail 'gainst duty, honor, truth, my coun- try’s name and flag—and all That I my slimy self may drag a little higher up the wall. Suppose I were a thing like that! Suppose in hall or senate I But no!"’—the cur leaped to his feet—“T'll not suppose it! No; nor try! I am, thank God, a yellow dog.”’ He trotted off with head erect Compare d to these, he felt he had abundant cause for self-respect. — Jose ph : Lincol? c Heroic Herman ALTER KELLY, better known in vaudeville as The Virginia Judge, is an Irishman by descent and a Southerner by birth; but he has a good many friends who belong to a different race. According to Kelly one of these friends of his, who is in the cloak-and-suit business on the Lower East Side, was bragging to an ac- quaintance about his son Herman. “Herman is a fine boy, if I do say it myself!"’ stated the proud parent. “‘ Here, just so quick as this here war breaks out, Hermy, he says to me: ‘Popper,’ he says, “T guess you've done about enough, girl,” I said, kissing her. “You've put up about all you own. I guess we've all got about enough up to put on one motorcycle race. You can keep your mother’s jewelry “But let me tell you something,” I said, thinking. “If thisthing works out you'll see some race. If that boy of Tom’s can stick on the old Hoodlum we'll show up that Rajah thing. We'll show them what a real motorcycle is!”’ ““I—I bet we will,” said Polly TO BE CONTINUED Nonsense ‘I got to go!’ And the next day he’s in the army. Purty soon, I bet you, he goes right to the top of that army too.” “Did he get a commission so soon?” “No; straight salary!" said the father. Expecting a Crowd HARLEY LEWIS, who lives in Wash- | ington now, came from Kentucky, and once in a while he goes back down there on a visit to the old home. The last time he was in the Blue Grass district he took a trip on a small steamboat up the Ken- tucky River, which, among other things, is famous for the scenery and the distilleries along the shores. He overheard a passage between darky deck hands, quarreling about thing near the engine room. “You keep on pesterin’ me,” threatened one of the debaters, “‘an’ I’se gwine come over dere whar you is an’ jes’ natchelly cave yore haid in.” two ome- The second negro reached toward his hip pocket. “You an’ who else?” he inquired softly. Out of Danger ADDIE GARVIE, who is an actor, ‘4 swears he heard the following conversa tion take place between two colored women in Denver. Said the first one proudly: *““My husban’ ain’t been arrested fur goin’ on twenty-five yeahs.” “Yessum,” said the second. mine’s in fur life too!” “Well John Philip’s Bad Boys WO persons, evidently from the high grass, were at the New York Hippo- drome one Sunday night during a concert by Sousa’s Band. In a period of lull Roy Barnhill, the advertising man, who was sit- ting just behind the visitors, heard one of them remark to his friend: “That there feller Sowsa ain’t got no control over his gang at all.”” “How do you figger that out?” the second man “Why,” said the first, “‘the very minute he quits threatenin’ "em with that there little black club he’s got, and turns his back on ‘em, the lazy scoundrels quit workin’. Jest watch ’em.” asked The Orthodox Omelet NEW YORK cartoonist, who imbibes sometimes, met a couple of friends one evening on Fifth Avenue when he was experiencing some difficulty in navigating properly, and insisted that they should go to dinner with him. Almost by force he dragged them into a restaurant. When the trio had been assigned seats the waiter placed a menu before each of them “Since you’re giving the party, old man, you'd better do the ordering,” said one of the guests. The host made a vain effort to focus his wabbly vision upon the words on the bill of fare. Then he laid the card down and, with the air of one to whom expense is absolutely no object, he said to the hovering func- thonary: “Bring us an omelet—gre’ big omelet shee? “What kind of an omelet, sir?” ir quired the waiter. The artist thought for a moment. Then he made his choice. “Bring us an egg omelet!” he said

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JOHNS-MANVILLE CO, NEW YORK CITY 10 Factories—Branches in 55 Large Cities When you think of Asbestos you think of Johns-Manville but look what Spinoza has written! EVENING POST December 1, 1917 LETTERS FROM THE WAR (Continued from Page 20) your eye lights upon, it’s a prophecy or a word of guidance,” I said. “‘I hope that’s true!” “The beast!’ said Lubin, ignoring the superstition, but grasping at an idea. He waved a hand to indicate a world beyond the bulk of Vesuvius, trailing her smoke plume out to the north. ‘‘That’s what it is up there—the beast. But it’s only one manifestation. We’ve had these two tend- encies always—the angel and the beast. Did it ever occur to you,” he went on, shifting his point of attack abruptly, as he has a way of doing, ‘‘that there’s hardly a word about politics from cover to cover of the New Testament? Only one that I think of—and that has been terribly mishandled, misinterpreted, misunderstood — “Re onder to Cesar the things that are Cwsar’s, and to God the things that are God’s’; and Paul’s commentary—to obey the powers that be, for they are ordained of God. But the Old Testament is a political document. For we understood righteousness in masses; we taught that righteousness exalteth a nation. Oh, yes; we were untrue to our faith often. w ho isn’t? We had kings. We made wars. But we were the first, the very first, to conceive the idea of big corporate morals; that nations like individuals were to be under the yoke of the law. ‘When my boy was at Harvard he sent to me for a volume of Blackstone. I looked it over before I sent it on. And I read this—written only a little over a hundred years ago, mind you—‘ Land is vested in the king.’ The law of Israel vested land in God. No one—not even the king—could remove the landmark without being re- sponsible to God—which was, in this case, manifested in the will of the people. For removing the landmark the prophet Elijah removed the crown from Ahab, and Jezebel was thrown to the dogs. The farmer was not to be deprived of his land; there were to be no renters—only free men, not serv- itors. The Jews were forced to become wanderers on the face of the earth; but they carried this idea of freedom with them. Equal opportunity, a fair chance for all, justice—and, above all, the Messianic idea of justice between nations. But there was the beast—the pagan beast drinking from his enemy’s skull. And the beast had many forms. He was not only murderous kings and lying diplomatists and Cesar and Napoleon; there were queer indirect forms— opinions. Lubin suddenly snatched two books from the table and held them up. One was Spencer's First Principles; the other was the Guide of the Perplexed, by Maimonides. Spencer and Maimonides “You know Spencer, I suppose,” he said. “Do you know anything of Maimonides? No? Let me tell you about him. This Maimonides was a Jew. Therefore he had, of course, a crafty disposition. Spencer had finished the first hundred pages of his book. Somehow—lI don’t exactly know what trick he used, but he was a Jew and crafty, as we say—Maimonides sneaked into Spencer’s study, stole these first hun- dred pages of his book and plagiarized them. There they are; read them when youhavetime. Thecircumstantialevidence seems absolute. There is only one thing about the story that puzzles me’’— Lubin leaned forward, transfixed me with his clear blue eye, and smiled—‘* Maimonides died seven hundred years before Spencer. Still, I suppose you can explain that little dis- crepancy — “*how Maimonides came to know so much of what is contained in Herbert Spencer’s First Principles—if you take time enough. Perhaps a German kulturist could. ‘Maimonides was the mentor of Spinoza; He opened another book, and I read a | passage from the Tractatus Theologico- Politicus, which I quote from memory: “Therefore, the sovereign state is not under the moral law. Acts immoral or punishable in an individual may be con- sidered moral when performed by the state.” “‘And there you are!” said Lubin. “‘ And there you are! The creed of the pagan state; the creed of the beast! But it’s logical—mind you that! A missionary, just arrived, asked a heathen chief: ‘What is good?’ ‘That I may take my neighbor’s wives and oxen,’ said the chief. ‘And what is evil?’ ‘That my neighbor takes my wives and oxen.’ In the beginning the world was void and there were no morals. The strongest savage went out with a club and brained his neighbor, and took away his ox and his woman. ‘Well,’ people said, “we can’t get along like this; it’s too dis- turbing. If this keeps up there won’t be anything left of us but just that fellow.’ So they got together and had a powwow, and passed rules of conduct. Then they agreed that the first fellow who broke the rules should have the whole tribe on his neck. So we began to have morals; and then came Israel and the law, and the commandments. Thou shalt not kill! And if you do society will take care of you. But get this—it couldn’t exist without the agreement of society. It needed force; corporate force—everyone getting together and agreeing that if John was wronged by James all the rest should come down on James hard. We had the law inside the nations; but in the relations between na- tions—each was sovereign —there was an- archy! Anarchy!” Logical German Paganism Lubin burst out in another of his alarming explosions of voice and gesture. His heart troubled him after that, and he closed his eyes for a minute before he resumed: “Isn’t it logical, then, that, under pagan- ism, Germany should have torn up the treaty regarding Belgium? Isn’t it logical, under paganism, that any nation should tear up a treaty when it opposes its inter- ests? Spinoza says that it is to be so as long as the nation claims to be sovereign; out- side of the yoke of law.” With a feeling that he was leading me into some mental trap I flew to the defense of my side in this war. Governments, I ad- mitted, were at times terribly immoral. | felt sometimes that the ethics of any gov ernment were lower than those of the low- est person in the government. ‘And yet I said, “‘look at England Perhaps, in going to war for the defense of Belgium, the British Government did not think of the treaty obligation, but only of convenience— with Germany established or the Belgian coast, England was done for Let us say that, for the sake of argument. Nevertheless, the British people would never have permitted the government to ignore its treaty obligations or to have sanctioned that outrage. If the government had wanted to keep out of the war the peo- ple would have forced them to it. Englishmen out of five who enlisted in the Kitchener army joined because of their in dignation against Germany for tearing up that treaty.” “And why?” asked Lubin. “Why car Germany tear up a treaty when England can’t? Democracy —Israel triumphant, if you want to call it that. A hundred years ago that great anarchist, Napoleon, was Nat meg this country because he wanted it—just like the savage who thought that good was being able to take his neigh bor’s wives and cows. Not so long ago as that, England, as a government, also did rotten things. But they’ve gone over the bridge; have had their Passover—demoxc racy. Democratic government can’t get the people to stand for national anarchy; such things are gone and we are nearer the Jew’s ideal. We went over the bridge from the first. Yes; we've been untrue to our faith, sometimes—who isn’t? You see, people have been under the moral law a long time. Governments have never been placed under the moral law. Hebraism and paganism are the opposing forces now in deadly embrace in the world’s great kulturkampf. Oh, yes; you may state it in many ways. ** Christianity is all right,”’ he added, run- ning suddenly up one of those little intel- lectual bypaths that, with him, always come back in the end to the main track “There is nothing to criticize in Christian- ity whenever it is grandly Christian; for then it is also Hebraic. But it is ofter otherwise in some of the applications of Christianity. It’s when they trot out the banners of a king who’s going to conquer some innocent little country, and bless them — bless robbery and murder in th« name of Christianity—that the reasonabk Jew objects. It’s when some upper class, ir the name of a perverted Christianity, says to the poor: ‘Oh, yes, I know you're mis- erable; but think of the glorious time to (Continued on Page 53) Four

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(Continued from Page 50) come! If you thank God that things are as they are, and behave yourselves, and leave us the fine clothes and the champagne, and the leisure and the glory of this world, you'll be rewarded eternally in heaven.’ “Israel’s prophets and teachers always tried to bring the Kingdom on earth, as well as in heaven. And that’s what I’m getting at when I talk of a confederation of the democracies creating the Kingdom That is Jewish; that is Christian; it is not We've made progress within the na- 4 man can’t kill his enemy because he feels like it. If he does all society gets to- gether and jumps on him—sees that doesn’t do it again. The nations ought to do and can do the same thing. They couldn’t have done it a century ago, maybe. “hey weren’t in touch. They couldn't un- derstand each other. Now they are—they can understand each other if they will. Democracy hadn't conquered a century ago. It has conquered now in the allied na- tions. It lately swept China, and it swept Russia only this year. And democracy is peace and justice—very close to the King- dom pagan tions he I wish I could get it to our boys over in Uncle Sam’s country— how different this war is from other wars! It isn’t in our na- ture to kill. You don’t see an American boy naturally taking a knife on the end of a gun and jabbing a man with it until he dies, and then going on and jabbing another man doesn't fit, somehow Other wars— what did they matter? They'd spent their thou- sands of lives and the millions of money for what? Ask them. We don't know. Has it helped anyone? We don’t know. Why did they do it then? We don’t know. But this matters! It’s worth your life and mine, and everyone's life. It’s the war of the Kingdom!” this Town Against Country Lubin had been talking too fast and hard. He rest moment, panting, and then broke out, with one of his whimsical smiles: “Doesn't sound very original to you, G a

does it? Well, it would have been original ten years ago, and plumb crazy about the time when Napoleon was ravaging that city over there. What did they know of the confederation of democracies; of the Messianic age; of the predictions of the prophets; of the beating of swords into plowshares; of the time when each was to sit under his own vine and fig tree, with no afr ’ And the struggle is s arms flew out; his voice his explosions or until th to make him: aid eternal "’— Lubi: roared in one of alarming of internal energy) eternal; gy Kingdom is here on earth a one

sitisin heaven!” Ist SORRENTO, There’s no September ; ise in trying to guide the of this man Lubin; it ur He is riding a special nevolent hobby in these days; and, though it absorbs most of his energies, it does not always govern his thought. So, though he had dwelt for half-hour passages upon his plan for a national system of agricultural chambers of commerce in America, he never got down to a full discussion of the subject afternoon, out on Naples conversatior blows controlled be-

intil yesterday Bay. Sometime in the middle of the day the sirocco, that enervating, sticky heat wind, had stopped blowing, and the late after- noon came off cool and pleasant. We had taken a little lateen-rigged sail boat, com- manded by Luigi, a skipper who can sail round a ten-cent piece, and tacked out on a dying the point where Capri raised her double crest fram the mists on one bow, and the grottoes on the other make black slashes in the brown cliffs. And here Lubin fell to talking of his hobby, whose expression in America i8 the Shep- pard Bill, now before Congress. How much of a ripple that bill has caused at home I do t know. Very seldom do I see an Amer- ican newspaper or periodical in these wan- ring, homesick days

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derit Lubin re his pocket for a pencil, found n and drew out a cigar Balancing th fir ached into at across one yer, instead he began “Do you know the foundation f« ander Hamilton's idea of protection?” he asked. “‘ Well, it’s a governing principle, as good now asit wasthen. There's the city”’ d the pointed end of the cigar », at the other end, is the

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stability. A peasant natior é me of the Balkan kingdoms, is ble; but not progressive. Things are in danger of going so he pulled the cigar by its blunt end until it tilted and fell “No progress. Other peoples go : They don’t. Fill up the cities, strengther them, at the expense of the things go the other way. You | ress—mad progress, without tability Like this’’—he pulled the pointed end of the cigar until the state, thus strated fell **So Hamilton fought for the protective tariff when we were just a peas in order to build up

make a balance. But now the swung the other way. Have y the statistics on agricultural Well, the last « five per cent of the were tenants. That thirty-five per cent of them wer: for some fellow in the city. TI gone fast since the last census most reliable information | can get, it about fifty-fifty now. The ready to own the country pens’’—-he picked up the anced it, let it fall when it comes toa financial transaction, the average farmer simply isn’t in it wi city man. The city man doesn’t have to be told how to market the set of harness suit of clothes he has made. He gets tha in the very atmosphere he breathes. Any city man can do a farmer in a business wed that t Americar farmer meant, really, that ensus sh

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"we rthe transaction Doing the farmer is } net sport ‘Now look at Germany. She had to face that problem and another one too ’ or tl irty years ago the bosses of Germany began to notice that socialism was getting

a terrible hold. They said among them- selves: ‘They say they’re after capitalism; but capitalism means us. If this thing keeps up, we go!’ Germany is a scientific autocracy; and for that reason it is the most dangerous autocracy the world ever saw. It’s the beast, educated and ma intelligent—and, therefore, a than ever. So they said: ‘We'll wind out of this socialism. We’ thunder.” What they cared for was polit cal control—autocracy. They could aff: to make an economic democracy only kept political autocracy. That looks all right to modern Germans. I don’t need to tell you the flaw, Is Ippose vind He had no need to tell me, who had beer over here for three the thought of Germany as made visible thr her works. Before the say, carelessly, that politics was foolishness; difference by what system a « governed so long as business ke pt running and people were reasonably prosperous We know better now. The fruits of a bad political system in Germany have beer nine million dead, twelve millior and the destruction of hapy entire world!

worse beast take the steal it years, observing ugh war people used to this noise about that it made little ~") ner " all cripples, iness for an The German System

“But the re’s no reason wl ya free people shoul "t copy the best of her econon machinery, is there?’’ pursued Lubir The foundation of life is food and the

tion of civilization is the farms The must keep the farming class strong. as a balance to the city So they tarted”’ here Lubin paused and smiled the ] wirtschajtsrat The re! Il was a mg time learning that word and I have to set my face eve ry time I say it T ey chartered a system of agricultural chambers of com merce, or unions, or whatever you want

call them, all over the empire There was a little chamber in each farming commu nity, which was undera central body in¢ district. The district bodies were under a larger central body in each kingdom, and the whole thing rar uptoag verning b for the empire

“Every one of these bodies, from the smallest to the greatest, had a paid prof sional secretary, a specialist Itural conditions, market conditions—everything the farmer should know The t r could not do the farmer any more, be cause the farmer, unless he was a | fool, consulted his local secretary, who had accurate knowledge on almost everything a farmer wanted to know; and if he hadn't, he passed the question upstairs until he got his answer. The middleman began t knuckle dowr And the farmer kept his land. Everywhere else the percentage of owning farmers—peasa prietor call them overhere ent dow "A ‘ » France Witt fifty But the Gert percentage “ay ’ T ne t The farmer vote!” | ; making e of I the subjec I l The f We haven't any fart vot al myt rhe farmer do« ‘ what he want he t g are WI , ght to be pee R the tarmer v ‘ (rt r he aun the 1 at ry nee it agall ! I ! ! r ted him all the teichstag a del aur isn t P i It 1c thing to prevent it iratior { war | the g ning aristocra , make peace ry iecide b vyhom th tion shall be governed; but ‘ f that langerous scientif aut na heen to allow econot libe < te ag in make laws I tne ¢ they come t " iw affect g g j the } et Ss mit ef ge. t the , } Car the ] r } vet i ther la Y g? r Official Bodies Best “Oh, no! It rr ne the powe veto. What it dos l e Reichstag a political terr lf ve f the law, ar . eR g knows that anv member wt ted f e I } got himself in ba with the ftarme 7 lose tne a tarme ite at the next ek tion for the ing together because the know what they want and the best mear to get it. And they know because their expert secretari all the wa ip ti ne have been studying the tu n and i forming them We have the Grange It } ne mething. It has accustomed farmer organization, for onething. But t ba bly know what a Grange meeting ke Brother Smith gets the attention of the chair ‘Mr. Chairman, I wish to make few remarks alx

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fight the know how ar Grange prevent whic itte the efforts of the farmers f t th ur such r il organizations now It ecre taries, as a rule, are rot experts The more a social job than a busine ‘ “Our organizatior r the Germar ought to be semiofficial. It should be char tered by the Government. That is becaus« only one organization at a time can worl in t! field mu be ex e « nothing ‘What if H er. when he took ho the food situat had " essed sch 2 organization as this? He could have learn in a week the sentiments and need f tl farmers he i have passed ad straight down to every farme n the land he could have had them mo ed before | began. He can do it yet if Congress v pass that bill ‘Never ch nge | ae hile —_ ng tream,” I objected “Unless the i nag unae i y out replied Lubir As a matter of fact the ! have jone that Ver thing farmers on the German mod Ft : now France bette hape for r food than any other natior t} ’ many uld never have held I Mm ewa eady from the tr } the war. She | made mistake f nf } ’ ‘? 7 i wa | a fe \ i not wi yt j as worked perfect! Will the farme ee it. even if ¢ : does? I don’t know. Someone ave ed ate them and va e ther { | suggest that as a career f me mal We're at heart té ; f the new thing. Ther Arkwris wi learned how to knit | : His fellow workmen smashed his ma They thought they did ecau because it Was ne When I n the West the D ger Indian women were troubled sects in their I So the ed \

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it the mone rival organization ‘ ‘ hel ‘ After ‘ ‘ : \ ts R ‘ ‘ i ’ have t I ‘ ‘ i ‘ ] < t l ihe rest of e party wa ! é ‘ h t ‘ ‘ x t But I . : NAPLI The ‘ ‘ ‘ 1 ‘ { T ‘ Ne iv es ‘ ‘ ‘ Veer r b ‘ gre aan hote Whe é u! ght ne eg i] I I ee pe cg that he knew mere if | ist KE LD) ? Lunch he which he sy P } } col ntot race W he French, which } , Ama hangs ona | I! iT re Were | \ ‘ f travel | should st he page about it tartiing beaut hort but broad strip of f the id years it Was a re wi ame in winter, and native : the Daking heat of inte I mer The wints sCASO! t llord informed n whe gears to French; but some I came this summer. Af : the midd heat, were ¢ nm the n the blue water be | giad to see stranger alte 1 ne tt ithel . | ‘ : i ned present t i xt granddaught« with the mmon the i } hbacked grar ' An Inn With a We fascinated the gir , the outside. The very ! ip eft between 1 and the ver trangené make it appear vorld belonged t another et more than t ( e re ! i seen m ing ng time whe ‘ x ‘ T ing + ‘ eve vere a ' V1 tu wher neheon oo ] - wa room de ted with rt gewgaw h mode I gned photograp! { Ar g them I! I } pre { his fam Na t ie iid the !? t | te } ; ©. al Be the | a le t r ted. w , English — Longt aes ‘ } } n He . f ( Ye ( | } ; } \ Concluded on Page Past —% a\ iT ‘ sf i } if AZ ‘ er ‘ } nt ft ‘ : rer ‘ ‘ r Ye g ne £ ary He it Al ea re ua ; i i a! hat i ) ‘ rie ’ ea i¢

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 He: is pleasure and satisfaction pictured in ten alluring forms—every one carrying the zest of novelty and having its usefulness enshrouded in a glittering cloak of highly polished nickel. In addition to pleasure in their use, there is the satis- faction of real economy. >- 9-cup Grecian Urn ~ A beautiful coffee ma- chine; valveless with safety switch. Polished nickel Price $15. Can. $19.50. 9-cup Machine Percolator Practical and handsome; highly polished nickel; valveless; safety switch. Price $13. Can. $15. 6-cup Aluminum Pot Another style aluminum pot withlongspout Valve- less; safety switch Price $8.50. Can. $9.50 = » Lipped Aluminum Pot Made entirely of alumi- num, highly polished. Safety switch; valveless. Price $8 Can. $8.75. 6-cup Nickel Pot Highly polished; hand- some design It is the model most in demand Price $9.50. Can. $11.25, let us all bear in mind that a sensible 6-cup Panelled Pot Gifts with the novelty of newness— but an established vogué A new design of unusual course —useful every day—and a source of pleasurable con beauty. Polished nickel. Valveless; safety switch. Has your friend electric wiring available? “Yes"—then the a Price $10.50. Can. $12.50. Electric tableware of distinction Chafing Dish To use on regular Hot- That charming five-cup pot (in centre, above), or the artistic pa point Stove Dishes $5. Can. $6.50. with Ovenette —each of them answers the requirements you } Stove $5.50. Can. $7.25. | Look for the Window With This Mission Display To help you locate the Hotpoint Distributers, most of them Hotpoint Toaster are this Fall displaying the Hotpoint Mission Screen. This Toasts two slices quickly TF? week most of the 8,000 Distributers will have a window ar- to a crunchy brown 4 eS ‘ : The rack is detachable. Ss =: a ranged as above. Look for this window. Price $5.00. Can. $6.00, Two Exclusive and Very Important Features All Hotpoint Percolators are valveless, which means that percola- tion is secured without the use of valves, traps, floats or other troublesome contraptions. 3-heat Chafing Dish Self-contained element. Two attractive designs. eee pmeag FEE All Hotpoint Percolators are now equipped with our new Safety Switch which automatically saves the percolator from injury if the current is left on when the pot is left empty. —— w Hotpoint Tea Kettle In case the Safety Switch operates to protect the pot, it can be This aenctheed fentiy toe ; quickly put into service again by the user without expense or very handsome shape. trouble—just set a little lever. Nothing to buy, no fuses to install. Highly polished nickel. . , , ; SEPP. ics $10. . Can. $11.25, , And remember, that with the Hotpoint, percolation begins in half a minute—the coffee, steaming hot and amber clear, is ready to pour in six to eight minutes, starting with cold water.

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ible vogue le corm n the tion stic pa s you | y them This W ar- -rcola- other Safety if the an be nse or nstall. n half idy to i the laborless way A ee, - #"More treely than ever, but Nation will give sensible gifts. Gifts that are handsome as to appearance — substantial, of ifort to the recipient, while a constant reminder of the giver. nswer is obvious—the gift should be that is practical and inexpensive 1elled machine, or again, the efficient three-heat table grill, shown save established. So do the articles in the smaller illustrations. Hotpoint Five-cup Percolator Pot (in centre of large illustration) The five-cup perc olator pot shown on the tray is the ideal size for most families and is one of our new appliances. Heavily nickeled and highly polished. Price $9.50. Can. $10.75. Hotpoint Panelled Grecian Urn This stately appliance carries an air of distinction which puts it in a class by itself. And yet, it Is eminently practical when a large company is to be served. Capacity 9 cups. Valveless and the Safety Switch, of course. Price $18.00. Canada $22.50. Hotpoint Three Heat Table Grill (at left of 5-cup percolator) Zipping hot, so you can cook above and below the glowing coils in the dishes that are provided. Shown with Ovenette above. An efficient stove for table or for kitchen use. Three heat control; you reduce the current at will. Price $7.50. Canada $9.50. HOTPOINT ELECTRIC HEATING COMPANY Ontario, Calif. Chicago New York London CANADIAN HOTPOINT ELECTRIC HEATING COMPANY, LIMITED TORONTO, CANADA Largest Manufacturers Electrically Heated Household Appliances in the world THE SATURDAY EVENING POST his is another half-dozen Hotpoint appliances which stand for sheer utility and dollars-and cents economy. They are essential to the full enjoyment of home life and make delightfully intimate gifts for one s personal friends and relatives. HOTPOINT DOMESTIC IRON It ’ set the standard for twelve year its principal advantages are ittached stand—hot point ol hand thumb rest—hinged plug + lb., $4.00 Canada, $5.00 or 6 lb., $5.00 Canada, $6.00 Flexible Metal Comfo Fits prin ipal body curve User coptrols heat No trouble or risk Price $6.50 Ca $9 Safety Comfo Al minum am thi k: not flexible Current consumption negligible Price $5 Can. $6.50. = =——} ' Immersion Heater . Smooth nickeled cylin i . de PI inge into any , liquid Small $4.50 fy (ar $5 Kitchen size $5.50. Can. $6. Crook ' neck $6 Can. $7.50 HEDLITE HEATER Attached to any lamp socket Instantly the copper: reflector takes the appearance of a glowing bow! of heat Adjust reflector to di rect heat wherever needed Handsome base and standard nickeled, back of reflector black; guards and reflector polished copper. Guar anteed. $7.50. Can. $9. es HOTPOINT VACUUM CLEANER an always-clean home All the dust and Enjoy dirt is drawn up and permanently removed instead of be ing switched from spot to spot And it is easy. Just attach to any light socket Then push cleaner lightly over the floor (working radius of 25 feet) Simple attach " ments to clean hangings, clothing, tufting, book cases, under heavy furniture, et« Fully up to the Hotpoint standard with many exclusive features Cleaner complete in the United States $27.50. Attachments $7.50.

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 Pictures from Home Over there, with thousands of miles of sea and land between them and home, are Our Boys, smiling and fighting—fighting with bullets, against a dogged foe; with smiles, fighting homesickness and dread monotony. It’s a part of the nation’s job to-day to keep those boys cheerful, to hold fast the bonds between camp and home, to make light hearts and smiling faces—and these things pictures can help to do—pictures of the home folks and the home doings, pictures of the neighbors, pictures that will enliven their memories of the days before the war—simple Kodak pictures, such as you can make. These can help. EASTMAN KODAK COMPANY, ROCHESTER, N. Y., 74e Kodak City

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Cencluded from Page 53 that night was a true creation. The prince sent for him. ‘You must go to Germany to be my head cook,’ he said. My son went. But after six months he came back He did not like Germany Voila! His letter from the prince “You do not read German? cook I ever had—an artist! is his other picture.” Above the mantelpiece hung an enlarged crayon portrait. As I turned back I saw that the eyes of the girl had brimmed over with tears. “Dead two months. On the Carso. Be- fore Monte Santo,” said the father. ‘He was cited. They sent me his decorations.” “He was your only son?” I asked My host shook his head “T had six—all in the army. One” here he smiled a little with pride— ‘has been wounded twice, and is a captain now He’’—my host indicated the crayon por- trait—‘“‘left five children; they are with me. He would have taken my place here, as I took my father’s; for he was such a cook, monsieur—such a superb cook!” While Antonio, the driver, waited for the cool of the day before bringing out his horses, pretty well spent by the work of ar unexpectedly hot morning, we braved the direct-beating heat of midday,.to see the town. Only dogs and foreigners, the Ital ians say, walk inthesun. However, on the first street we were joined by an eight-year old girl, blond of hair, as these Southerr Italians often are, but brown of eye. She attached herself to our persons and never y at four ‘The best itsays. There

left us until she waved us good-t o'clock I regret to say that at first I took her for a beggar; but when I offered her a sou she simply put the back of her hand against her mouth and shook her head. At the cathedral she was always underfoot of the verger; she skipped ahead of us, like a sprite, down every street. She, too, I think, was taken with the fascination of the un- known world. Who knows that we did not plant an impulse which, ten years from now, shall draw a girl immigrant through Ellis Island? You cannot go far in Southern Italy n

without running against traces of Americ influence; and the contrast is always ocd since this region is unimaginably different from our world of bright hard airs, wooden houses, steel construction, sanitary plumb- ing, and efficiency. We were going over the cathedral, our faithful little henchwoman trotting after us, a finger in her mouth; and the verger led us into the vestry, a room venerable with age when Columbus sailed There, like a Puritan in a group of Neapol- itan fishermen, among the embossed silver candlesticks, the heavy embroidered vest- ments, the venerable sacred paintings, stood, stark and stiff, a regular eighteenth- century New England Chippendale-pattern grandfather's clock! An inscription on one side stated that it had been presented to the church by the natives of Amalfi resident in New Haven, Connecticut, Stati-Uniti Framed on the other side, in one large group picture, were the photographs of the donors— in American clothes, with their front hair all carefully cowlicked! From Hoboken to Sorrento Antonio, the driver, sprightly, gray- haired, conversational, was himself a trace of America in Italy. I noticed when we started that he spoke a little English; and presently I found another item of pecu- liarity. Your Latin loves small animals, like dogs and cats, as witness the tenderly cher- ished trench dogs that are the soldier’s con- solation along the Great Line. To them they are kind. If they seem unkind to horses, it is not the unkindness of cruelty, I think, but simply of incomprehension. The horse nature somehow fails to dovetail with Latin nature. ‘The Latin,” s: cavalryman to me, “is naturally a poor horse master.” But it delighted the soul of a horseman to see Antonio care for his team all through that hotdrive. He carefully accommodated their pace to the hills. Before watering them he took out their bits, cleaned their nostrils and their slathered lips with a sponge which he carried under the seat, rested them a bit, and, his fingers on that horse thermometer under the crotch of the foreleg, saw that they did not drink too much. Before starting he wiped down their slathered sides with a bit of sacking or a wisp of grass, and saw that the harness did not rub. said a British "

THE SATURDAY It was no surprise, then, wher uring a stop for watering, Antonio sudder unteered: ‘I spik English good one time, » I become bad because I no talk. I learn him in Heboken, New Jersey He volunteered further— speaking a pa tois of English, French and Italian—tl he learned the livery business there and practiced his trade for a time in New York before returning to Italy and setting up in business for himself “7 no like New Y ork,” he added . Pe 0- ple all right—yes. Winter—snow—effroy able!"’ And Antonio blew on his fingers and gave a series of realistic shivers very refreshing on that blistering day. The rest of his remarks had to do with business It was hard to keep livestock in condition at current prices. He took down a nose bag from under the seat, and showed a mixture of bran and coarse beans supper for his team. It cost four times what good corn used to cost, he said—‘*‘ And regard it!” We pulled along that Sorrento-Amalfi cliff drive, double-starred in the guidebooks as the most beautiful road in the world, until we came out above Positano, situated like Amalfi, in a cleft, but even more picturesque. Here Antonio grew communi cative again. ‘“‘Few men here,” he said “They go to America when they get old the enough; rest go to the war.” American Houses Indeed, as we drove through tne ipper fringes of the town we saw, by way of mer

only two or three old fellows, bent of | and rheumy of eye. At all the doorways sat groups of women, sewing or resting — young women, with the startling pagan beauty that is the common endowment of all Sout} ern Italy; old women— beautiful then selves, after their fashior inder the wrinkles. About them plaved innumera brown children in few clothes or none at In the patches of festooned vineyar which interspersed the houses, girls, coifed with red handkerchiefs, were gathering t grapes and carrying them away in huge baskets balanced on their heads. The or young and stalwart man in sight was the sentinel who, with a click and a flourish stopped us at the corporate limit of th town Below lay the domelike roofs of this city of stucco and cement, the long white lines of houses broken by the dark green of lux urious semitropical vegetation. Across the valley, on garden patches a little apart from the town, stood two half-built % already roofed, but with their walls gaping between the beams. Antonio indicated them with his whip. ** American houses,” he said, and laughed I thought this merely one of Antonio's little pleasantries until to-day, when | mentioned his remark to a man who knows Italy. I find that the American house is an institution in these parts. A peasant from Southern Italy emigrates to America and finds work at railroad construction or harvesting. He stays four or five years and saves his money. When, some November, he takes steerage passage home for his first vacation, he invests his savings in a patch of land close by his native town He re turns, and is cleared at Ellis Island during the early spring rush of immigration. In four or five years more, if he be ordinarily lucky, he returns for the winter, in order to start his house. It remains half built for another working period. Fi yh back with the money to complete it. Then, if he follows the ordinary course, he settles down to live in his native town as a house holder anda traveled person of consequence In some of the old conservative Sout} Italian towns these American houses are the only new construction for one or two Occasionally the new peasant proprietor observes and introduce ar American wrinkle. For instance, in a litt village down by Salerno dwelt an Itali: who in America became a plumber’s assist ant. He brought back with him and ir stalled in his house an American bathroon Tourists came miles and miles to see that town forits Roman ruins. The natives came miles and miles to see Giuseppe’ bathtub! Southern Italy, if one may judge by the Sorrento-Amalfi peninsula and the region about Naples, takes the war with the resig nation of an old people which has lived through such troubles many and many a time before. No flags fly in its towns, and yet one sees no symbols of grief. Life, except for the absence of men and a general

vy he comes centuries EVENING POST deadening of all activity, seems to go attractive, loose, smiling pace as before the war. It is not at all like Lombardy and Piedmont at the north, where one feels th nervous stress of war peasant has fought magnificently at the Front “It has been a peasants” war really,”’ said an Italian these white stucco houses hang many and

many a soldier photograph of the boys wh will not return—like the ne I saw at Amalfi. But in the doorways the womer still gesticulate with emotional sociability over their work and smile a pleasant we come to the stranger on the road The landscape now is beaten hard and brown; it resembles California just before the autumn rains begin. Not for a genera tion, I suppose, as Southert Italy been so dry. Here and there Antonio pointed out the bare bottoms of streams that always be fore, in his memory, had run bank full. The weather last spring and summer played us all a villainous trick. It has been many

years since grain crops fell so far below the average. Lack of fert rand of labor ac- yuunted for somethir

( a mistake of the food control—all European food control lers made their initial mistakes — accounted for still more. But the drought was the main trouble America must supply a deficiency of mil ons of qui tals This is all the more necessary because the Italians are and always have been a bread-eating peopl Julius Ceesar’s ur conquerable legions of Italian peasants lived and conquered the world on wheat and irley bread, eating meat or ly occasionally, id on the barbarians threw cattle

st ‘ int nands For the fatty element ne to human nutriment they relied most! n oil the olive il of Italy and Sou rn Gaul That characteristic has persisted. Your Italian of common o pation live [rom year end to year end or id and oil it istake to suppose that macaroni i r the average Italiar a regu ir, nece sary dist Macaroni is a luxury of the rich ind well-to-do—a pl t though exper sive way of dishing up breadstuffs. The Italian peasant is more likely to take his bread in the form of polent corn-meal mush kept long in the pot, and cut out and warmed over as needed. To no people of the world is bread so much the staff of I dislike to draw a moral; but in these days of confused mind on many things it may be useful for an observer of Europe to tell the American people just where we get off. Whenever an American family sub stitutes any other food for breadstuffs it does just so much to help all our Allies es per ially the Italians Whenever it sub- stitutes corn meal for wheat bread it does something more. Indian corn is more bulky than wheat; itis also more perishable. Still further, the Italians are the only people in Europe who naturally eat Indian corn; and experience has shown that no people gets the full nutritive value out of a food to which it is not accustomed Food Conditions Italy, understand, does not give the ap pearance of a starving country It is folly to assert, a 1 believe some German or anti-war propagandists at home have as if for food as Germany. In August I got a fair estimate serted, that she is as badl

of the German food situation from acr the Swiss border; and I know that this ridiculously untrue. But she may be before the next harvest unle 2 we 1o ur best On the law of aver $s, crop conditions ir 1918sh be good ind the Government having d a wor g pian at last, will ee that planting iff el Just now, when in the natural urse of things Italy is depending a gr fruit and frest egetable erisha ry modities—the food situation appears a little spotted; some districts are doing better than other Ir generai the country seems to eat sparingly but sufficiently. Let me begin with my own hotel and restau rant experiences, admitting in the begir ning that hotels and restaurants are on! an imperfect guide to the general conditior of any country Restaurant prices generally have gone up from seventy-five to one hundred per cent You can get no butter, and there is far less oil in Italian cookery than formerly With breakfast or tea you get a little meas ured teaspoonful of government sugar the real stuff mixed with saccharin. Thi mixture tends to leave a greasy aftertaste

} ‘ ‘ 1 ‘ { ‘ lt tice have a f ‘ ire ved tw is TNaca t r mea lesse ind « ps ad int i he ‘ er r umple; I dot = teen the weet baer For dessert I have ha . y fruit nee l entered It One est weet at least, an Ame an aoe i ve are great igar eater The } : race worrned i g wit! t garunt . ries ago getting the 4 nar © en ent f ! fruit and a litt e) lhe taste for sugar rie ©, ar r natur ne he star element vrait and vegetable ppler i nimal or vegetal t ti ire er gy? I aT I trition. When one grows r raven 1 sugar he can | al t ol *" are about one a ar ana fil t pound with tl ferior grad { corre por gis heaper Chess ectior re Supposed t least, t i et Y mev However ! ng | i r cor sidered eXat cia ne Cor ence weve t A ipl re eUr : aw iv B ‘ indy wher sugar short see ‘ g. Myself I have fallen o ‘ é nonth of wartime in It As to Submarines Ditt Lilie { trans} i nt tor t! potted cl e f pply

“ » The : \ m the it t oe w he é isly high tow And onl reaucracy, after ey levelop ‘ Thursday t 1a Unlike ita Makes an exception here preserved me is not in cluded in the prohil On Thursday and Friday one who doe not care for fish or eggs may have ham The bread- card system begins (october Then certain communities will have to hand over their surplus cereals for the good of all I have no doubt that here and there the appropriation of food supplies among an excitable people may lead t« nall dis f , turbances These,

ported to Switzerland; and by the time the reports reach Germany ind are grape vined to the disloyal pre in the United States, every little re tar i a loca mayor or town council will be exaggerated into a gory riot or a re\ t ! In cold fact the food t ter at last working very well l re n Larva tior n Ita ther A ‘ if we do our part ir iving our food mars And as | write this the ibmarine threat against our line icommut at nt ‘ acute l have talked tl Ver \ i pa { ol Y t > placed that id no ibout the submarine menace We ar over the ridge the ie fl If t! va ee twer 1th ‘ t he ‘ i. will hevin t < inge 1 at tir i \ be or embarra x it va innot last twent ear We : I h | t ertainty f ne ' he r me (R in th ea ttage I f ts ! ld t i! f rile } ‘ ¢ | Now nS ‘ ! i | many pe ! ! e borde ft ‘ , ( Without eX | t ‘ i ‘ dull ‘ Tr} (; r them al had tal I the number they had lost I remember especia i middie-cla S ple, resident ern Germany ince the beginning of the war, and it ny thir but I disn that: they might have been thin people before the war began The significant things were their pallor; the ary deadane of their ski! ine anguor, as of convalescence, in their movement They looked as though all the juice had been sucked out of their bodte

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 i 4 > TRADE MARK REG, s Ileol - oles

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Make Good Shoes Cost Less Neolin ADE MAKK RR« Neolin Soles A Prominent Manufacturer Proved This Fact—and Now Makes Nedlin-soled Shoes Exclusively in One of His Factories Neolin Soles are changing the footwear habit of the nation. That is a fact known not alone to the eight million wearers of Neolin. It is known to those who make the shoes by which this nation is shod. Read this remarkable letter from a well- known manufacturer who is actually back- ing his belief by turning a whol factory over to the uses of Neolin: Mr. F. A. Seiberling, President The Goodyear Tire& RubberCo., Akron, O. Dear Sir: We have decided to make Neolin-soled shoes exclusively in one of our factories. Nothing but Neolin Soles will be used in this plant. We came to this decision for the fol- lowing reasons: First: After exhaustive tests for actual wear-resistance we found that Neodlin wears /onger than leather. Second: By expensive construction tests we found that we could make just as Aand- some shoes with Neolin as with leather soles. Third: On account of the present high cost of good leather we found that with Neodlin Soles we could make better shoes for less money than with leather soles. In placing some recent large orders with you, we explained these facts to your repre- sentative, and he requested that we write this letter, outlining our experience. Nedlin Sole Hence this communication, which we are glad to write because we believe you are entitled to commendation for the develop- ment of Neolin Soles. Yours very truly, (Signed) T. W. McGovern, Manager, The Riley Shoe Mfg. Co., Columbus, O. Even a year ago manufacturers were build ing Neolin into their shoes by the million pairs—chiefly because they had tested them and found them more durable than ordi- nary leather. Today, as their skill in handling Neolin grows with its greater use, they find that they also can make shoes which are just as handsome by using Neolin Soles. And that they can give detter values at less money, as Wile Get Nedlin Soles on your next shoes. They mean saving. They mean comfort. They mean damp-protected feet—and /ea/th. Even the uppers last longer and look better with Neolin—because these waterproof soles can’t swell, or warp, or stretch out of shape. And Neolin Soles will not draw the feet like rubber, or crack or chip or crumble. They come in grown-ups’ and little folks’ sizes. In black, white and tan. Maré that mark, stamp it on your memory: Neolin— the trade symbol for a never changing quality product of The Goodyear Tire & Rubber Company, Akron, Ohio Sol Cc Dh

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 The World-Famous PIANOL The Highest Perfection of the PLAYER-PIANO NOW ONLY $495 Complete with Library of Music-Rolls JOU home the world’s can now, for the first time, install in your greatest player-piano—the Pianola—at a cost under $500. You can pay for it in small monthly installments, if you like, with a moderate interest charge added. You can secure possession for a moderate first payment. included, at the price $495, will be $16 worth of music- rolls of your own selection. (10 to 25 rolls, depending upon the price of those you select. from 40 cents to $1.00 each.) and best-known And New rolls cost HE Aeolian Company invented the Pianola about 20 years ago Since. that time and largely be- chuse of the success of the Pianola, this Company has become the /argest manu- facturer of musical world, and Europe. instruments im the with 14 factortes in this country Phonsands upon thousands ot Pia- nolas have been sold here and in every other civilized country. Its purchasers from walk of life, including the most famous musi cClins and educats i ' comprise people every So great has 8 yme the popularity of this instrument that practically every world punded anew has and manufacturer in the It has ft industry. plano imitated it extensive only by fulhlling its promises to the letter Only by extraordinary success ould the Pianola have been responsible results What the Pianola Means to the Home ) } Pianol for such impressive Pur the aim your home Take i little instruction in using it and prac- tice a little Yi q vu will shortly become, ect, the « ‘qual of the greatest pian- their interpretative } but with an equal ts Not with powers, of course, or better execution Your repertoire will be practically unlimited. Any music you have ever heard or wanted to hear will be avail- able to you. Every kind of music for every occasion—danc e, popular, Oper- atic, ¢ lassic ; sacred. And you will play—you will have the sense of playing, feel the fascination of it. You will shortly become in a Way an artist your- with the artist's wonderful privilege of ex- pressing his emotions in self, music, his cultivated sen- sibilities and critical ap- preciation Highest Piano Quality The Pianola differs from regular pianos only in that t adds to what they have its roll-playing feature, which ts not visible except when in use. Its piano quatity is unequaled at its price. It is not possible piano of grade, with bet- action, more beautiful case, orof greater durability to secure any the same ter tone or THE PARIS— I Flathush Ave qkol N 4N BRANCHES CINCINNATI DAYTON he World 0.1 In Canada AEOLIAN COMPANY 29 ) West 4? nd Street, NEW YORK—LONDON rh, 897 Broad & Bronx, 367 East 149th Se 'S West 4th St ROCHESTER, 38 East Ave 14N. Main St ST. LOU'S, 1004 Olwwe St Nordhamer Pane & Mua Led., T Ihe Pianola takes the place of the regular piano. The most critical pian- ist might use it for years for hand- playing and practice, without being conscious that it contained any roll- playing feature whatever. Exclusive Player-Piano Advantages The Pianola is the standard and the best-known of all player-pianos. This is true both here and in foreign coun- tries, where it is practically as well- known as in America. Indeed, its celebrity is such that its copyright name **Pianola’’ is almost universally, though erroneously, used to cover all instruments, The Pianola contains a very large number of features differentiating it from other player-pianos. These are such tt weitere Taha eceseoe i iM iia Mia a I covered by more than 390 basic The most important of these is what is known as The Metrostyle The Metrostyle insures good playing This is true though the performer has had no musical training or even previ- ous familiarity with music. patents, some It is obviously desirable to play the piano well—with intelligence and good musical effect—if one is to play it at all Most of whatever criticism has been directed against player-pianos has been on this score. Such criticism, however, is not appli cable to the real Pianola, because ot its Metrostyle. The evidence to this effect from the most authoritative mu- sical remarkable in both its volume and its finality. sources, 1S The features of the genuine Pianola, such as the Themodist, Graduated Accompaniment, Sustaining Pedal De- vice, Temponamic Lever, all contribute to the same With the Metrostyle they combine to make the Pianola an easily mastered and artistic instrument, for either be ginner or artist, and to give it the supremacy in its field which it has so long enjoyed. et cetera, result In almost every large city in the world there is a Branch of the Aeolia: Company or an accredited representa tive handling the Pianola. Either make inquiries and find if there is one in your locality or write to us direct. We will send you such information, details of this special purchase plan, and give you free, a comprehensive book about the Pianola. ‘‘And you will play—you will have the sense of playing, feel the fascination of it.’’

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E MIGHT almost write t Greater America. In keyed times, when fighting is so much more admirable and desirable than writing, almost any story, martial or civic, seems flavorless that does not have some- thing to do with a better and greater America. Why not? Put your money on America. Boost America. Back America. Believe in America. No man ever yet lost by employ- ing this policy. This war is not going to last forever. We can even now see beyond and through the smoke curtain; and beyond it lies America. The difference between Eu rope and America is the difference between an old man and a young man. The yeung 1e caption these high

man has time left to correct his own mis- takes. No human being ever yet has dreamed large enough for America, even with all our mistakes counted in. It does not seem either good pz or good business to predict that we shal have hard times in this country after the war. Rather ought we to expect the best times America ever has had. The war is going to make a nation of us and is going to make us understand that we are a nat Its close will leave us our melting pot done with its melting or with its refr: out. It will leave us with more

atriotisn 10n.

tents cast

economk independence than we have ever known t will leave us with a new cor science, a new ibition, a new soul Per haps, after all, it is not kings or governments that make war. It may be epochs at make war. This is the epocl of Ameri One immediate result of the war is the ncereased knowledge Americans have gained regarding the world and the geography of the world. This knowledge includes their wn country also. Cut off from Europe, Americans have been traveling in the ountry for three years. T will travel to the same extent in Many will visit Europe after the some on duty, some on business through curiosity; but in all the old European tourist again assume its former steadiness and vol- ime No; the old day of travel has gone. We have found another and a better ntry—our own. That American travel has of late held up ver well with that of earlier years does not show national but a national riousness have traveled, to a

rown again

war , many likelihood travel will never European tourist cou callousness, ur people

certain extent, not for pleasure, but r respite. The largest significance of the teady increase of American tourist num bers is simply the better appraisement of our own country

But, quite outside very good business reasons or might

tourist inderlie America. this increasing The national parks themselves, for instance, are much better worth seeing now than they ever were before. They area hundred per cent better handled thar ere three years ago. They are far more accessible, far more comfortable, than they ver were at any time in the past Some Effective Work favor. of

It has usually been urged ir European travel that it was not overexpen- ve and that the hotel service was good; whereas in the i country of America the accommodations both xpensive and indifferently comfortable. lhe latter charge is no longer true That it is not true is due to the good or- ganization of this branch of national serv- sight-seeing were

e installed by Secretary Lane. of the Interior De partmer t. ar d his assistants ome years ago Quietly, without muc! re of trumpets or ruffling of drums, a

great deal of hard work has been done This work involved many diff ems. It was Mr. Stephen T istant to Secretary Lane, who nough to declare for the motor the national parks. jo; but it was wise and farseeing, and it has expectation enter- icult prob- Mather, as- bold 1 of tt 1Y v to was

It was a risky succeeded beyor d ar ) tained at the time. To-day, for instance, if you will talk with the management of the Yellowstone Park Hotel Company, which had to scrap nore than half a million dollars’ worth of oaches, harness and horses—much to the

sheep herders therea its i vellow delight of the who now ride it I which cost the Park company two hundred and fifty dollars, and themselves not over fifty—you will find that, in spite of the heavy sum charged off to profit and loss the management would horse transportation now if they had their choice and had all their old « quipment back free of cost. The motor car has made good unmistakably on both sides of the game. There has been a large increase, since the motorization of the parks, in the ir ent travel You from all corners of the earth in all the parks wheeled phaétons, not go back to

1 ali sorts

Will see

now; but the regular tour traffic has had its horiz widely extended also. Speed and yr ire t » things the Americar travek s going to have. Once one was obliged to go to Europe for both, but that is the case no longer; and it a commor commercial truth that good goods make good when advertised. There has | een one curious and wholly unexpected corollary of the motorization of some of the national parks: Yesterday our

parks were too large o-d tne are quite too sma n fa not half large ' noug?h enoug More Room for Motors

Origina t was a hard fight t ret tne natior part lea established in the Ame in mind. The lumbermen wanted all the trees, the settlers wanted all the fish and game, and the power companies wanted all the streams. Our first parks were fought through into life at the time of the iur scrupulous and unregulated a mulatior of land holdings on the part of individuals and corporations Washington was very \ lic and very liberal with the individ , That was in the days of Little America

But now the same public and the same Go ernment, once opposed to setting aside large grants of land as national pleasur

grounds, begin to see that not half enous was set aside and that to-da ve ought to have more The motor car is the reason for t} “he sheepman and the timberman and the water-power man we still have witl and the interests of these are not wholly the ir terests of the general publ but the ger eral public to-day is unmistakably in favor ol more roon that 1s to sa ! re room for the motor ca More han two years ago a m emer! was set on foot to extend tar to the eastwart the boundaries of Sequoia Park, located

California in the high Sierras, covering a vast and wonderful region of ttle r no commercial Vaiue Farseeing mena | eV that it ought to be set aside ltorever a 4 sanctuary for those great tree whose é does not exist In a the world ind wt r could never be replaced. Natura veal ir terests were jealous of every tree saved if every water power left unused of eve little mountair gr ize a sheep or a cow Moreover, it would cost n ons to put pasture that n roads through the high Sierra the little Americans said, men with 1 \ ol In all likelihood @ great tract to the east and southeast of Sequoia Park present will be set apart for the use of all the Greater America always over Little Americ people, because has won and will wir

timent for enlargement arose er It in fact, it is a matter of but a few months lization. The management calls the regu »p circuit of Yellowstone Pa the geysers, cascades, and r € Merry-go-round. Formerly it took a tourist about five days to make the round of the

loop in one of the company’s coaches development of the eastern and western er trances ncre ised tne traf and nece tated an exact schedule of da ive To-day you could make the entire round of the inner loop of the Park in a ngie day by motor, thoug! oi course the actua schedule of travel is much longer. This gives the tourist much more time to st at any given point of interest, and at on

prot f the W te Ga eliminates the greatest ‘ ‘ ‘ Refuge wgainst this Park—the cut ed fee This } - _e ing, the feeling that one w hunt ' k int long die of merchandise hande the < edge the fus scne lule t it t I eee Lt tive yre r But, ever tr wr trans] tat ery of « When the « get t wv the now always a arrested progre refuge line the rifle fire ' ca There is wasted energy all the time nc ack There »bservance the Just as before there was not k © ¢ R as it chance Evervb ye . and there is now more i ire thar good t plenty { the The wonde it that ness, either for the trave y pu the your guid ible t get j ata hotel management. Hence-—Greater Y« elk, but that he does 1 get it sooner lowstone I la ne a Spor ! w he In the current session of Congr Re the hunter begins to get ‘ t resentative Mondell, of Wyon rn A how ! ig ng home and st " g the tre ace ap it? { t mie t ey ré rie norse t re t} 1s and swiftly developed situat With a closed shooting date of Novem’ His | will extend the limits of Y« fifteenct the J Hol t tl stone Parl xt ( t tne tr | i dul | er nas be re that aiong the entire rr t the even the ft fé < i ou ‘ vant t present Park Tha Greater Y« vst ‘ eason to ‘ Ni ty Tl) It will embrace one of the | | date would olten leave the gre { the striking n nt r r n t migrating herd st f< tt ‘ of t} nent and one { the east open seas it ‘ ‘ Grand Tetor it the head ol ea ot the refuge KNOWT Jack H e cour la ng ne ‘ NY i he iid It ide the great G ‘ ! nt ave thousands ol ¢ gation reservé ! as Ja La But the Wyoming State Reser It w pring to t j nger a refuge! tw " of knowledge one lest sce re- the refuge was throw to shooting ‘ N na f n State one whict ludes the headwat« f the Yel that has been kr ea t r wstone River and the Tl hfare cour big-game } and prosp. rs, | not tr to the trave r pul It embrace 4 e te t bet weer Jacksor Hol tha ng crooked Vv tl Yellowstone ar eb Mint levy running f eve mile a gy the Creek and the Enos Lake cour if y Snake River, with the Tet« | ts wester \ ook at me I the maj i Will se wa was as laraw is anyone | get some ) ie ‘ try r ed 1 (rare It was the la resort of the horse thieves 4 gre It has bes om ! t n« and bad mer vho ngered ir e West ler! garn intri t It when the buffaloes were swept aw } ou in late times it has had a worse that niste reputation, now well outlived The Census of Elk Times change, and men with then For instance, in earlier years al park-extensior It | nted out that tl area mentioned idea would have seemed a thing unthinka above a part of thes er rang f ble. Mr. Monde edamong menwhodid the elk, which desert tl ery high mou not belheve in torest reserve vho wanted tau before winter set I It argued ali the trees and the |} ture la and with that plausibilit wi h attaches to our wanted ther t The r is t at very tree handling fy tur hi j these things were I t rhe great and ject n Washingt that, though tl pacious West wa n fact, one of the ve an apparent benefit to t) inter, it real citadels of the Little Am« a not ind does not hurt the elk! It perfectly appar that part of the ntry wh has produced ent to any man not dra g a salary fi some of our b est men has offered u being deal, dumb and | that th oper ome of our sn est idea ing ol the 1 Tete Rese ! the But, though Mr. Mondell afew yearsago tl edge of the wedge. Before ve ong wo i proba have tought ‘ ie ia we ha be hear gy ft W ng ! exte! 1 ar I t par day he lo opened I eve the ti i Ts 1] ers it I fact alone, without any more tefuge hat w be the « argument ild eal t enoug! In regard the 1 ‘ f the upper It wou!d seer eap to ng ite ( Pa ‘ ‘ 1, t? ‘ t gre i ! gressman Mondell; but perhaps he may be fusing test Last ’ famou } ‘ f ‘ 1s completed by the ] o a1 the I rt ul Surve t ther i The Old Teton Reserve inderstand u t the ‘ thoritie ares ‘ t made A com] tion ex regard to t pre t twent exter ! ie part to tne j u I ‘ ] ery ea ere ‘ he nun | I fi « tate iT i at T id ! ‘ ber I * . ? tr il a n of the 1 i Mar ‘ igo | gut | ‘ ert the United States Government estal hed anyt! n f ull ol ‘ a ser est reserve ning below alive he upper P } nd | the K al ipon the east a ‘ eri Kne i te t t le tir thre itene if t eeDp In part lent th th forest re a e forest reserve é of the serve the i Teton G e Reserve P h f winter TI was ¢ ed not by the tiona inge t ere tl g Government itt he state of W ming I ev t we It is perr e to hunt in a forest reserve much ke e on it I { t ul { ai st the | act We ‘ I T ‘ tDiw hich there much leit tot t. But} her te l e extremé ng ‘ . tort 1der a aif x ‘ t ol ‘ ‘ I Ter f refuge I | And ne For r ‘ the Teton Reserve |} ‘ table heen the ise of the est { f f ex g pro the great ithern herd ol « he last t ects e Te ! t wark against the butche rhere e y ( A coul mated to be it twent t ead f ye tl of ell in tf thern he it t r ‘ Viant confuse h the upp Ye f ‘ ‘ { G e Refuge Park he whose range is quite differs One ye t TI Ie herd are poe I ( he Let | Re ‘ a al a { ne . tr iT the He W ‘ ae « ‘ Lake try ar the he the Ye A erve ! ‘ el ‘ ‘ ert stone waters, lar it! the Pa ‘ 1 13 Eve before 1 ‘ ‘ it When the snows come r ’ had been ar tempt exte tains in the ear la t ne ‘ Concluded on Page 64

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917

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“GIVE ME THIRTY CITIES WITH STRONG, COMFORTABLE BUILDINGS TO HOUSE A MILLION MEN,” SAID UNCLE SAM IN MAY. “HERE THEY ARE,” ANSWERED THE SOUTHERN PINE ASSOCIATION ON THE FIRST OF SEPTEMBER.

“Che Wood Se Recognized Merit and Efficiency PRICE, SOUTHERN PINE OFFERS TO THE AMERICAN CITIZEN, MAN'S GREATEST BLESSING—A HAPPY HOME. OVERNMENT records show that there is more Southern Pine used than a any other wood on earth. The manufacturers of more than six billion

feet annually of ‘‘The Wood of Service’’ are subscribers to the Southern Pine Association making this organization the strongest of its kind in existence. Its work educational, both for its subscribing saw mills and the public in general. The Southern Pine Association makes no attempt whatever to influence the amount of lumber produced nor the price at which the lumber is sold. Through its various bureaus and departments it is constantly investigating, experimenting, testing and trying the products of the great saw mills which it serves. When Southern Pine is found scientifically and practically to be the best for any particular use, then and only then does the Southern Pine Association advocate its use for that specific purpose. So perfect is the manufacturing, grading and inspecting system, and so rigid are its rules and specifications, that Southern Pine Association grades are recognized as standard by the lead ing authorities of the country and the principal users of wood throughout the civilized world id Build of Wood EASILY AND QUICKLY OBTAINED AND ERECTED i r | INSTALLATION AND CHANGE OF INTERIOR, CONSTRUCTION,TMEDEAL INDUSTRIAL PLANT f HROUGH all the ages of the past down to the present moment. ——————— no building material has ever found such universal favor as WOOD. Time has seen the desire for comfortable homes and the energetic, con structive spirit of the American people, gradually decrease our natural supply of timber. Strange as it may seem, yet true as the product itself, lumber today is the least expensive important building commodity on the market. Its cost is amazingly low as compared with other building materials. And the cost of durable, dependable. , workable Southern Pine, in all its forms, is less than that of any other wood of any- <a thing like its high quality. aH bl Wy Ba _ Pound for pound in weight Southern Pine is stronger than steel. The oldest . Hye rs ' ships afloat and some of the oldest structures in America are built of wood. Being Hes ue i aii i FH Tes ate et a non-conductor of heat, cold and moisture, it makes a building easier to keep warm . i ex «LEP * a in winter, cooler in summer, and drier at all times, than any other building material known. FOR TRESTLES, TIMBERS, BRIDGES AN PILING EVERLASTING, SOUTHERN PIN Bit N E W O R L E A N IS STANDARD 1 is purely

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| i — THE SATURDAY EVENING POST S 7 : if i SHIPS! GIVE US SHIPS!" COMES THE CRY OF WORLD-WIDE DEMOCRACY, AND TO THE RESCUE GO THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF CARS LOADED WITH GENUINE SOUTHERN PINE SHIP TIMBERS. of Service” Meets World’s Greatest Demands ECAUSE of the existence of this great and efficient organization, built along the lines suggested by the Federal Trade Commission, the United States Government was able within a few hours, after making known its requirements to the Southern Pine Emergency Bureau, to receive the advice that hundreds of carloads of choice, dry, well-manufactured and carefully graded Southern Pine lumber were on the road to the different cantonment and army camp sites. On this very day and at this very hour and during every hour of every night and every day, can be heard the hum of the saws and the shouts of the thousands and thousands of saw mill workers as the beautiful, straight, strong Southern Pine timbers are prepared and rushed to the ship yards for Uncle Sam's Emergency Fleet. The members of the Southern Pine Emergency Bureau may be pardoned for the pride they felt upon receiving the thanks and appreciation of the Secretary of War and the Council of National Defense, for the reasonable prices and the saving of months of valuable time which would otherwise have been required in filling this—the world’s greatest lumber order. —and Build Now HE wartime consumption of Southern Pine is now enormous. In all times there is more Southern Pine exported than any other wood SS ——— _—————————_-> that grows and the demand for it in Europe is bound to be tremendously increased t in the building up of the devastated countries after the war. The foregoing facts give us every reason to believe that Southerp Pine costs less to-day than it will in many years to come That America is the greatest country in the world is due largely to the fact that more of her people are home-owners. It has been proven many times that the home-owner is the most substantial citizen The home is the institution upon which must be founded the world-wide democracy for which America today is shedding her best blood upon the battle fields of Europe. It is to you who have the desire for a home —a longing wish that lingers in the heart of every true and patriotic man and woman— to you we especially bring this message: “BUILD OF WOOD AND BUILD NOW.” Associ LOU !I I ' | WITH EVERY oa SCHEME, THSTAND Ny SMILING WITH GOOD CHEE BLENDINO ING THE HARDEST WEAR, SOUTHERN PINE FOR INTERIORS IS THE PRIDE OF HOUSE } WIVES AND THE CHOICE OF ARC WITECTS. ; ————— | . TS —————————— NOISELESS, CLEAN, LASTING LONG met FOR HEAVIEST WEAR, REQUIRING LEAST RE PAIR, SOUTHERN PINE PAVING BLOCKS HAVE WON THE CONFIDENCE OF MILLIONS OF FAR-SIGHTED TAX-PAYERS Ask your nearest Retail Lumbe Ass iation booklets in which you Service and Economy in Building The Interior of Your Home Beauty Plus Service in Floors The Home Built Garage Smaller Farm Buildings Implement Sheds. How to Choose and How to Use a Farm and Home Mechanics. (by You may write us direct tor follow ing | OUR ENGI 5 DE PARTM Mill Construction Floors of Service ( Wood Blocks) What the Cities Say About Creosoted Wood Blocks. NEERING AND ARCHITECTURAL f ENTS ARE aT Y¥‘ oe SERVICE WITHOUT CHARG ee | | r Deal free copy of any one of the following Souther Sdo (ov an’ one ? are intere n Pine

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(Conctuded from Page 61 tone Park south and east, in order in the bold mountain country round ad of ‘the Yellowstone—that same varked on the map as Big Game Rang But , that being in the day of Little America, Congress did not act. None the less, Secretary } was bold enough to et aside this forest reserve as the best thing then possible. Of course this did not protect the game. Therefore we now have an entirely new point of view in regard to this whole region, embraced in the terms of the Mondell Bill, and an idea regarding the bill itself that ought to be brought home at once to every American voter Noble Hotels for Tourists If the extension of Yellowstone Park be granted we shall have nearly doubled its present area Ve shall have made it be- yond comparison the greatest wonderland, the greatest tourist country and the great- est game country in all the world. Now many things—good things—can be urged in favor of this park extension; since many years ago it was planned by officials in Washington; since it will add to the net assets of the country and our nation—-why not have it? There seems to be not argument against it, exvept such as may be advanced by many brutish elk butchers or a very few scattered hay ranchers The immediately practical benefit to the nonsporting traveler is that he will get twice as much for his money as he formerly did. He may take two wee ‘ks or may more fully employ one week, and in that time may more than double the enjoyment he hould have had up to now in Yellowstone Park. He may do all this in absolute com- fort and with greater speed than was possi- ble ever before. Chere is a fine motor road existing now below the Park into the Jackson's Hole country. You may ride directly to the Government dam at the foot of the Grand Tetons in your own car any day you like, even now though not everyone knows that; but you cannot, as yet, have very good accommodations, outside of one or two professional hunters’ camps. Realizing this latter fact the Yellowstone Park Hotel Company has agreed to put up the proper VINE Y P AT Slocumses,”’ said Viney to Uncie Peter, ‘ev’ ybody's busy doin’ sumpin fo’ de wah. De Cunnel am uut sellin’ lib’ty bombs; May’s jined de Red ¢ a sewin’ bee; Mistah Robe’t head of de Home P’serve Gyahds; an’ Fanny am pres'dent of de Food Convuhsa- nm S'ciety Food Convuhsation S'ciety?” Uncle Peter turned a puzzled gaze upon Viney. ‘Hit do seem funny dat you has to jinea “clety have food convuhsation. Why, hit seem lak dat de onlies’ kind er onvuhsation I heahs dese days am ‘bout food.’ ** Mis’ plainin’ since 80 one to me heer respone Viney, “‘was ‘bout dis s'ciety; an’ ie say dat one er de things hit means am iat de mo’ cawn bread we eats, de quicke de wah gwine to be winned.” Uncle Peter smacked his lips. ‘Kin de men b'long to dat s’ciety?” he asked with heightened interest. ‘Ey "y body kin b’long,”” \ iney told him. ‘De idea am fo’ to sen’ all de wheat 'crost de sea whut kin be spared, an’ fo’ de folks heer to use up de cawn.” Maybe dem folks ovah yondah whar de fightin’s gwine on ain't nevah tasted hoe- ake, ner cawn flip-flaps. "Caze ef dey had, dey’d want us to keep de wheat an’ give ‘em de cawn.” ‘1 don’ know nothin’ Viney told him, “’cep'n’ things whut goes Fanny,” to me ovah "bout dat part,” hit’s one er de "long wid food convuhsa- ‘Did Mis’ Fanny sked Uncle Peter. “No; Mis’ Fanny say hit was agonized by a gen’l’'man up in Wash’n’on. Dis heer Mistah Whoever say dat, onless dis coun- cuts hits rashuns, hit ain't wine to git thoo whoopin’ de Ge’mans fo’ ong time, git up dat s’ciety? aqaown on THE SATURDAY chalets and hotels round Jackson’s Lake, at the foot of the Grand Tetons, as soon as the extension shall be declared by Congress. After that is done there will remain only the building of a second leg of this lower loop—a motor road running from Jackson’s Lake northeast, up Pacific Creek, across the famous T wo-Ocean Pass, and down Atlantic Creek to the eastward. Thence the road would cross the Yellowstone River toward its upper waters; and, leaving the great sea of Yellowstone Lake in full view on the left for many miles, would break through the shallow rim of mountains east of that lake and join the regular park route not far from its junction with the Sylvan Pass or eastern entrance road. This leg of the new loop would perhaps come in somewhere near Turbid Lake, about a mile from this junction. There would then be a double motoring loop in Yellowstone Park, with something like twice as much good motor road as now exists. The entire trip through either loop, or both loops, could be made about as one liked. A party traveling from Henry Lake, Idaho, got to Old Faithful Inn before noon, left Old Faithful at about two o'clock and arrived at the Jackson’s Lake Dam that same afternoon—a journey of about a hun- dred and twenty-five miles in all—with plenty of time tospare. It is about seventy- five miles from Old Faithful to the foot of Jackson’s Lake—five days by pack train and not five hours by motor car. Millions of dollars have been expended by the United States Government on the roads of Yellowstone Park, and never has road money been better expended. Briga- dier General Hiram Chittenden, U. S. A., was an engineer with a special gift for mak- ing roads. His undying monument exists to-day in the mountain-road system of Yel- lowstone Park. The building of the missing leg of this lower loop would be a bagateile compared to some of the construction work in the Park proper. Wyoming's Opportunity Greater Yellowstone would not be a waste, but a saving and an increase. It is easy to see that Wyoming would make far more money with this enlarged Park than she ever could without it. Do you suppose Wyoming would wipe out the old Yellow- stone Park now if she could? Not any more EVENING POST than that Park would go back to horse transportation if it could. Give her Greater Yellowstone and she inevitably will be- come Greater Wyoming. This new country has some fine cascades visible from the roadway — Moose Falls, the Lewis Falls, and others. As one rides he may see the dark flood of the Lewis River and the augmenting volume of the Snake River winding their way through the mountains—historiec but unknown water- ways. Lewis Lake lies at the side of the road, a beautiful sheet of mountain water. Shoshone Lake is but a few miles back of Lewis Lake and can easily be reached by trail or motor road. There are a thousand interesting horseback trails. Jackson’s Lake, once a deep clear moun- tain lake, is an unsightly piece of water now, because the Government has ruined thousands of acres of timberlands by back- ing up the waters above the great reclama- tion dam. But it lies just at the foot of the magnificent Grand Tetons, whose peaks, since the earliest fur-trading days, have always been held to be among the most widely known feature of the Western moun- tain landscape. You can see the Three Peaks from the valley of Henry Lake—the source of the west fork of the Snake River a distance of a hundred and sixty miles. The old voyageurs saw them as far away or farther when coming in from the east and south to the old rendezvous, and always called them the first sight of the Rockies. Unexplored Mountains There are peaks among the Tetons that have never been ascended by any human being. In regard to the Grand Teton peak, there is controversy even yet as to priority and validity of ascent. On Mount Moran, midway of the range, there are a dozen glaciers. No one seems to know what lies on the west side of this mountain range. One of these glaciers, perhaps five thousand feet above the level of Jackson’s Lake, tantalizingly invites the mountain climber, as some half dozen of our party of explorers can attest, who made the ascent of the glacier, but did not get back to camp before midnight. It has under it an ice cave forty feet high and a hundred feet long; its mouth forms a weird and wonderful frame for a vast landscape of lake and forest and mountain. By BLANCHE GOODMAN “How come we kin lick ‘em sooner by goin’ hongry?” Uncle Peter's expression was incredulous. “Man!” exclaimed Viney. ‘“You’s nough to give a pusson de ne’ vous presper- ation! Ain’t you done heerd nothin’ ‘tall "bout de Newnited States sendin’ hits super- flupus p’ojuce to Englum an’ Franch fo’ to feed de sojers an’ de folks ovah yondah? Ain't none er de white ladies been roun’ to yo’ house to splain?”’ Uncle Peter shook his head. ‘Ef dey has, Campsey ner de chillen ain’t say nothin’ to me "bout hit.” “Dey done been to see me,” Viney in- formed him, “‘an’ dey talked to me "bout savin’ ev’y scrap er vittles an’ not wastin’ no food, an’ ax me would I take de pledge to go widout meat one day in de week! Well, I tol’ 'em I hadn’t had a mossel er meat in de house fo’ foah days nohow; but thanked ‘em fo’ de compliment.” Viney paused thoughtfully. “De onlies’ thing I ain't got used to,” she continued, “bout dis heer food convuh- sation am de way Mis’ Fanny’s tuck to nosin’ roun’ "bout me takin’ a li'l’ snack home at night when I’s done wukkin’ at huh house. You knows, Uncle Peter, dat Mis’ Fanny ain’t nevah been picayunish wid vittles as long as we’s been wukkin’ fo’ huh. Co’se I didn’ always ax huh could I take de vittles home. Ef dey wuz a few slices o’ ham lef’ in de ‘frig’raider, er some aigs no one wuzn’t usin’, er a mite o’ sugah I happen’ to need fo’ to make my quinch p’serbs, er a li'l’ sumpin lak dat—why, I jes’ borried offen Mis’ Fanny an’ ain't said nothin’ "bout hit. De Slocumses wouldn’ ‘a’ missed hit no mo’ dan you er me’d miss a eyelash. “Well, heer de yuther night I wuz gittin’ ready to come on home, when Mis’ Fanny walks out in de kitchen. I wasn’ lookin’ fo’ huh, cause she ain't nevah been in de habit o’ comin’ back aftah meals. I had jes’ put my cape on an’ wuz gittin’ ready to tie up de bun’l’ er vittles I had wropped up in paper. I stahted to grab fo’ hit when Mis’ Fanny walked in; but she seen hit befo’ I could hide hit undah my e ape. Huh eyes jes’ bo’ed thoo de wrappin’. Hit: sort o’ made me oneasy. loney,’ I says, ‘w hut you doin’ back in de kitchen dis time o’ evenin’, "way fum de Cunnel? You knows he always lak to have you roun’ him when he’s home.” Mis’ Fanny ain’t seem to heah me. ‘Viney,’ she say, sort o’ sharplike—’tain’t often 1 heahs Mis’ Fanny use dat tone—‘ whut has you got in dat bun’l’?’ Well, she ax me so onexpected dat I tole de trufe. ‘Hit’s some supper, Mis’ Fanny,’ I says, ‘dat I ain’t had time to eat heer; so I'm totin’ hit home.’ December 1, 1917 It is said that Moran has never been ascended. I do not know. You might call this region almost unexplored, because, though historically old and long well known to adventurous souls, it is practically out- side the knowledge of the general traveling public. There are some roads that come in from the west, and the southbound road from the Park extends down the valley to distant rail connection on that side also; but those who use these roads do so infrequently and are relatively few in number. Wonderful Climbing - There is not a more inviting mountain region for the climber, for there is an ex- treme ruggedness about the Tetons that makes them even more austere than the bold crags of Glacier Park. Like the moun- tains of the St. Mary’s country, they spring up directly from the level about them; so they seem extraordinarily high. In all of Yellowstone Park proper there is nothing like them. Indeed, the Yellowstone land- scape often lacks interest, because it is itself so high a table-land that no mountain projects much above the general level. The Tetons, on the contrary, rush up, bold, savage, ragged, crenelated. They are simply stunning mountains. No one has painted them. No one has told their story. No one knows them. They stand, brooding their wild children, waiting for us to make them imperishable monuments to a larger and better Americanism. Congressman Mondell, of Wyoming, never in all his career did anything better to put his state—and himself—on the map than the introduction of what I hope always will be known not only as the Mondell Bill but as the Mondell Law. Greater Yellowstone; Greater Wyo- ming; above everything else, Greater Amer ica—they are all on the cards to-day; and all should swiftly be placed on the map. Even in these strained times Congress may pause for the moment necessary to take this action; for the Government of the United States is surely sufficiently unagi tated to look confidently beyond the world war even now, knowing that after it there must arise » greater and better America. Let us hope that America will be pre- pared for war at any time, and for peace all the time. An’ I thought dat’d be de end of hit. But no. ‘Open de bun’l’,’ says Mis’ Fanny, ‘I wants to see ef you ‘lowed yo’se’f *nough to eat.” Dey wuzn’t nothin’ else to do but open hit; so I done hit.” “*T’s plum’ s’prised at Mis’ Fanny!” Uncle Peter interjected. ‘* Whut wuz in de bun'l'?”’ “Dey wuzn’t nothin’ but half a chicken, an’ a loaf o’ bread Mis’ Fanny didn’t need, an’ a pat o’ butter, an’ a couple o’ po’k chops, an’ three roastin’ ears, an’ de sweet taters whut was lef’ fum suppah—an’ a few odds an’ en’s lak dat.” Uncle Peter grunted. “Whut de matter wid de white folks, anyhow, dat dey ain’t lak dey use to be? Whut Mis’ Fanny say?” ““Mis’ Fanny was as mad as a ho’ net, answered Viney in an aggrieved tone “She tol’ me hit twusn’t no use in huh jinin’ de Food Convuhsation S’ciety when dey was a leak goin’ on in huh kitchen. ***Mis’ Fanny,’ I says, ‘dis aint no leak! A leak’s sumpin’ whut’s wasted -.-jes’ plum’ wasted. None er dese heer vittles is gwine to be wasted. No’m! Dey’s gwine in a good cause. Why, Mis’ Fanny,’ I says, ‘I ain’t had no meat in de house sence Friday, when Henry Clay’s houn’ dog brung home a piece o’ bacon he must ’a’ lifted fum somewheres. De food now’ days am so expensable dat me an’ Isom cain’t even keep de chillen’s stummicks middlin’ full De white ladies whut come to call on me de yuther day tol’ me how all de folks, white an’ black, got to be mo’ ’co’mical wid dey food fum now on. But, Mis’ Fanny, dey didn’t know dat de mos’ of us black ones don’t usually have ’nough fo’ to be ’co’mi- eal. So dat’s why I’m ecarryin’ dem vittles home, honey. ‘Cause ef I’s gwine to jine de Food Convuhsation S’ciety I’s got to have ’nough food in de house fo’ to have convuhsation wid!’”

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_ The heavy Dbattery went noisily past him. He paid it no attention. For the last week similar batteries had been coming from the Front every day in such numbers as to give rise to the rum that the Germans were preparing a retreat. The farmer's bitter skepticism was the product of a long series of such rumors and their corollaries of deception. The column of motor lorries

followed, loaded high with balks «

Ces ol « l re ind ‘ store B ithem an interminably olumn of field ery approached. farmer could ake thing of the detonatior ave that a battery had been newly placed in position nearer than usual to the tow! ard a voice behind him accents of alar: It was

. the lad who should have been working the horses in the flelds **Monsieur Delavigne! Monsieur Dela- vigne! They have shot the horses! They have shot the horses! The farmer turned on him sharply Shot the horses? Qui-cd?”’ “Les Boches!—the Germans!” The lad hurriedly substituted the politer designa- forgotten in the ex- citement of the moment I was unsafe for public use He entered upon a long, incoherent story of the neident, tion he had unwarily e vernacular trotting by the side of the farmer, who strode hurriedly in blazing wrath toward the scene of the outrage “We were working in the big field, m'sieu—just at the end of the furrow, m’sieu—-and they came and shot them five of them. They laughed, m’sieu At that moment Marie came running after them. “Monsieur Delavigne! Monsieur Dela- vigne!"’ Her voice was a rauc The farmer stopped—immediately con- ous scream

scious of a new calamity “They are cutting down the trees! They are cutting down the trees in the M. Delavigne did not ask who was an accent on the “they”’’ whi sufficiently indicative. The blood rushed to his face. His fingers clawed at the palms of his hands as his fists worked in an overmas- There h was

{ His existence was crumbling about him He turned and ran toward the orchard. It had been the pride of his

father, of his grandfather; it was now his.

He ran as a man runs to fend off disast He dashed round the house to where the long rows of whitewashed tree trunks yieamed the ng sur nit The or cl i wa ed W ermal oldiers Tur ously at wor ind resounded to the thu of mal xe The Gern were not ¢ that. 17 vere des hing nd the t ! ~ 1 t tne t ) 1 ime i bly di lo farn is the «¢ ent of co ed 1 Not Even the Cow Spared He rushed at the neares a narl, flung himself nhimnh struggle to wrest away the ax Fora moment the two mer wayed, eve matched, the farmer uttering uninte yy é WW the Germa k nning T eT now Gern in aimed a 1,OW at the larmer v h the back Of an ax whict just missing | ead 1 t shoulder and felled him to the ground He Na f rose, feit nus right art Aseit i i cursed savage ly at the two men who stood over } m, sm ng il their con fortal es periority. A German officer sauntered up elegant and close-

gling. In cri the farmer o language het n with their it nin tnt ior la I

farmer to! ind ur ead came running toward hin ) preo ipied with her own rt s that she did not first notice his cond ! ‘Henri! Henri! They have killed the cow! They have ed th cow! Oh! Henri! Oh, what is it that they have done ? What is it that they have done to y yu? She flung her arms round him, pushing ZU BEFEHL! Continued from Page 7 long moment before the woman let her face drop suddenly on her husband's breast an outburst of tears. This was ruin—de liberately inflicted. In the shock of it the numbed Drains sought no expla The voice of the o woman r« “Henri! Henri! Elise! Elise! Quickly, quUuIcKiy ey She was out of sight, in the courtyard Alarmed they hastened toward her. She 1 clutching another old womar who spoke with excited volubility At the ap pearance of her son-in-law she turned and cried in triumph

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“Henri! Henri! I Boche ont! Les Boches sen vor * She shouted the opprobrious name with a wild indifference to the German soldiers in the courty i “They are going everywhere—ever w here ogy The farmer listened to the first few ser tences of the old woman who had brought the new Then, reinvigorated with an incredible hope he dashed to the gateway The street was blocked with the ng column of field artillery, immobile until } some obstruct ion in the town Was cleared The limbers were piled high with packages; the gunners who sat upon them were gloomy and silent, their long pipes hanging fron their mouths. Behind them the road to the westward was packed with troops. On p allel reads he saw the dust of marching columns. A dense smoke was welling out of the isolated farmhouse in the near distance Coupled with the old woman's intel gence these signs were deci his arm into the air, forgetti

German Barbarities “It is the retreat!” he cried The re treat at last! The retrez He could find no other words to express his joy The entire household crowded round him at the gateway Even Mar Louise toddled out, clutching at her moth- er’s hand The old woman who had brought the news began to >» and recommenced the Come all of you and lool

recital of her wrong It was her farmhouse that was now whelmed in dense smoke vonder ‘I am ruined!" she moaned. “* Ruined

** Ruined!” cried the farmer ‘So am | sut what matters? What does anything matter? They are retreating ret ng We shall be France once more e! France! Freedom!’ At that moment antr ed

by an ollicer, came t toward them from the town, jus room ft pass by the stationary ! The squad halted at a sharp word of command. The group of peasants at the yateway, Intoxicated wit! he prospect acl veTrar ‘ cu ely iW ‘ iM

ranks Fhe officer barked out his order Kellner! Take t men! | m to the are! He pol farme Phe Gefre Hans K ( ! the rant} Pu Befel / Le 1luted A moment t tne | er Tound elf in the p fel gr f ‘ rhe ek from his wife w ane March! cried Ke rt The farmer stare i and des] tunned ul é er of fortune The em } His eves rested on t onet, the ug e dar ‘ t mu zie se aga tr f ‘ | e me ‘

‘ ng at his eaDpor i n, H Kellner! Q ve Me ¢ She used the se 1 pe mm singular, as she would i Se ! Ss man whom she had ! ‘ red to chop wood and to perf f me al task The German thrust he rom [ i THE SATURDAY T At iway | shrieb and cla

ire they going do she i nees to him The officer turned } 1 4 though she did r exist ed furt orders to his squad. The ing Ww N up, panting, W eyed she that she held t t y Ma I v clutched by the hand ste band d sappearing adowr! the endiess iine of guns ar ‘ vt the artillierymen sat aloft t ric gods, cruelly indifferent p Diam rasa} sprang after him, dragging the r peeien apy er } i} the hand | D Baicatts per Di he heard her i zy the German officer be} The three Germans and their <0e marched steadily down the long sae the town Other captives precede and others were br uught out of the ‘ as they passed Mme. Delavig: to keep up, deaf to the cries of Mar commenced to move agai! i Was a ma of n t Crern I old bayonets Covering the I machine guns on the Ww men Who s¢ itted Dy the we to work them laughed to one the comic despair of some of the crowd At th of won front of them, shouting at the exasperation at the shri a: tween the two masses Wa superit had sez trate s naing The toward the ma of his com; wife dodged a German soldier to follow him. Instantly a 1 fastened upon her shoulder and pulled back She strove toward her hu n-Cdne () ' ist fighting like a wildcat with he f : hand Use it regu ind oft i} u Henri! Henri!" she ek The captive, firmly held } 9 : t sw n by nt an “ , his head w ha eff . } 1 ‘ } } EVENING POST

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SMALL MOTORS FOR \& (WESTINGHOUSE SA ELECTRIC * Ba i, ORE, a ge Ty THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ve AY , Modern rays for Modern Days Cooking over a hot stove, treadling a sewing machine, ironing with irons that must be heated by flame and changed every few minutes—these old-fashioned methods of doing house- hold tasks are rapidly taking their place with the tallow candle, the spinning-wheel and a legion of other antiquated devices. Never wholly satisfactory or effi- cient, they are steadily retreating before modern methods made possi- ble by applying electricity to the needs of the household. What up-to-date woman doesn’t want up-to-date labor-saving, time- saving, money-saving means of doing her household duties? What up-to-date woman wouldn't value as a Christmas gift a Westing- house Electric [ron, which is always ready at the turn of a switch, which doesn’t have to be heated over a flame and which stays hot; a Westing- house Sew-Motor, which makes an electric machine of any ordinary sewing-machine; or a Westinghouse Toaster-Stove and Percolator, which enable her to cook at the table? And these are but a few of many Westinghouse and Westinghouse- Equipped appliances for Christmas gifts. cause they’re useful and made to last, nor expensive though they're They’re no less handsome be- So desirable. December 1, 1917 shous HOUSEHOLD PURPOSES

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Go Westinohouse er WARE FOR CHRISTMAS GIFTS Ne LVew Gifts to Liehten Od Tasks Look over this list of Westinghouse Christmas gifts, then see them at any Westinghouse dealer’s. Sold by light and power companies, electrical deal- ers, department and hardware stores: Curling lron—\ i - . ‘ ‘ ‘ Sew-Motor—\ Run: Milk -Warmer—\ «ii' te ] a} Toaster-Stove—.\ will broil cat i ( rine eo rd Turnover Toaster— \\ak two pit f toast Warming Pad— \t rovement over the hot wher ted, and e need be ide t Made in two sizes. | , 0 & . D : j is really desired. Price $5.50 Polishing and Sharpening Motor—(\cans | } Percolator—Not only convenient but also i tion of the t é ; ¢ sually it actory $0 ‘ Begu to operate nm tess thar

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Free. Send ske Victor J. Evans & Cc THE SATURDAY (Concluded from Page 67) The German stared at her stupidly for an instant. The child? “Zais bas!”’ he said brutally, wrenched himself away from her. The old woman screamed, rushed toward | the gateway. German soldiers barred her | exit. Within the house the men lately billeted upon the premises were working joyously at their task of destruction. Laughing faces appeared at the windows as they flung out articles of furniture and clothing. Other men were dragging out straw from the barns, mingling it in a great heap with and | the furniture thrown into the courtyard. | by The old woman, endowed suddenly with the fierce energy of the insane, rushed from one group to another, hampering though she did not stay their work. Exasperated this annoyance, some of the soldiers seized her, forced her into a-chair that had been flung into the courtyard, tied her into it. But her tongue was not stilled. Her | vociferation grew unbearable. They gagged her. She sat there, bound, a towel across the lower part of her face, gazing at them | as they sprinkled oil libe sally over the heap | and about the barns and house. | outskirts. | ceased.

The fire commenced with choking volumes of smoke. The Drunken Destroyers The three battalions labored furiously in an orgy of destruction. They worked in little groups, hacking, smashing, applying the torch. Slaughtered animals encum- bered the courtyards of the houses on the Dogs dashed down the streets, yelping in panic, their tails between their legs. Heavy explosions shook the air and earth. Great masses of smoke rose above the roofs, rolled down the streets. There was an incessant fusillade from rifle car- tridges left by careless soldiers in their blaz- ing billets. The Germans shouted and laughed at the constant reports, blurred to personal danger by their libations at the broached wine casks, the snatched bottles from the litter of broken glass on the floors of the shops. The calmly strutting officers permitted the orgy to the point of reckless- ness, checked it where recklessness might have passed into incapacity. A haze of smoke overhung the town and obscured the sun. The fall of the church steeple was seen only by those in the immediate vicin- ity, though all lifted their heads at its re- sounding crash. Through this inferno of smoking broken houses echoing to harsh cries bodies of troops passed interminably eastward at their best pace, halting not, except for a hastily removed obstruction. Battery after battery, long ammunition columns, dashed through at a hand gallop. Infantry, chok- ing and cursing the fumes, poured through in long rivers of muddy field gray, steel helmeted, rifles at the slope. Their officers urged them on with fierce shouts as they turned their heads to glance at the sanitary squads busily polluting the water supply. The first-line transport which followed them was loaded high with domestic arti- cles, hung round with slaughtered poultry. For hour after hour the hurried procession continued. The trains of cattle trucks, choked full with despairing captives, had long ago left the railway station for their remote desti- nations. The first maddened scurry of ancient men, of old women, of young chil- dren, left behind amid this chaos, had long Their screams were heard no more. The streets were entirely filled with men in uniform, Those beneath the notice of the retreating conquerors were fleeing blindly over the countryside. Only here and there in-dark cellars underneath blazing houses did fear-paralyzed groups of old people still cower. Some of the soldiery made a virtue of turning them out. Night fell. The town, brick and stone built, did not catch fire readily, but in the lurid glare from houses satisfactorily ablaze groups of smoke-blackened men darted | oon building to building, insured its com- plete destruction. Two battalions reported that there was no more to be done, fell in the ranks fitfully illumined from the red- windowed houses in the square, EVENING POST crash among theruins, an alarming spur to effort. Sharp bursts of rifle fire came dis- turbingly from the west. The rear guard was in action in close vicinity to the town. A German battery to the eastward sent shells rushing overhead. The first gray of dawn crept into the sky, not perceptible through the pall of smoke, as Hans Kellner’s battalion formed its ranks in the square. The gefreite settled himself ‘“‘at ease’? between his comrades, waiting for the commands. In the interval he looked round him and saw the prostrate statue, now abandoned in the center. A half-linked thought flitted into his mind. Marie-Louise? What had happened to her? He did not retain it, but sprang sharply to attention at the word of command and stood stiff and stolid. A moment later the battalion was in column of route, was march- ing out of the square. Hans Kellner was in the rear company of the battalion. Individually fatigued though they were, the men seemed to derive new strength from their corporate association, in grateful contrast to their scattered toil. The battalion swung onward like one man, with powerful strides, hurrying to leave behind it the horror of the ravaged town. The wailing, crashing French shells arrived more frequently; the German battery be- hind the town banged away vigorously as they approached it, smiting their ears with the double detonations of its discharges, lighting up the sky with broad white flashes. This fitful illumination helped the battalion to cross the planks which bridged the wide, deep trenches excavated from side to side of the road. The rear guard, when it finally withdrew from the town, would remove those bridges. The battalion tramped on. sky, toward which they marched, grew lighter. But the night had not yet lifted. Looking back, a dark sky was suffused with a ruddy reflection. Fierce rifle fire crackled, rippled, leaped to smashing volleys behind them. Distant machine guns hammered loudly with viciously rapid strokes. The German battery, whichthey had now passed, answered the evidently increasing numbers of French guns with sharp loud reports, single now that they were no longer in front of its muzzles, regularly and quickly re- peated, incessant. The battalion marched on with the comfortable feeling that the fight was behind them, receding with every beat of its thousand boots upon the road. Suddenly it halted, remained stationary for so many minutes that an anxiety rose in every man, was communicated to his fellows as they listened to the savagely vehement rifle fire behind them. An order was passed down the column confirming their augury. The battalion turned right about, its direction reversed. Hans Kell- ner’s company was now at the head of the column. He heard the hollow hoof beats of the major’s horse as the commander cantered down the road to take up his new position in front. A sharp order and the battalion was once more in motion. This time they marched toward that near ruddy glow in the sky, toward the menace of the fiercely crackling rifles. They scanned the dark horizon with questioning eyes. Men in that long, somber succession of ranks shifted their packs with an uneasy move- ment of the shoulders—felt suddenly hungry. The eastern The Turn of the Tide They descended into the town and scrambled once more over the precarious bridges spanning the trenches across the road. The battery behind them banged away rapidly. They prayed inwardly that it might not cease. The battalion halted once more in the gutted square, eerie with its faint reflections upon skeletal walls from glowing red heaps within. The commander gave his orders. The hauptmann com- manding Kellner’s company barked out his excerpt from them. The company as- cended the hill to the westward, along the main road by which the bulk of the troops had retreated. The men cast unquiet glances at the shattered houses on either hand. The French shells rushing to burst

marched out in succession. The third battalion hastened to be fin- ished with its area. Shells, French shells, commenced to wail over and A

December 1, 1917 among the ruins seemed each one vindic- tively accurate as it approached. The company halted. The subaltern of- ficers received their final orders, returned to their sections. Once more upon the march Hans Kellner turned into that gate- way where, not twenty-four hours before, he had sunned himself with Marie-Louise perched upon his shoulder. The barns on either side of it were now mere glowing heaps, hot to the face as he passed between them. The farmhouse beyond was a mass of charred rafters studded with spots of red fire vivid in the gloom. His squad was halted in the courtyard; the remainder of the section passed on. A sergeant led them to their position, just outside the smoking wreck of a line of stables, fronting the dark night westward. The men lay down, sheltered more or less by heaps of bricks. The sergeant left them to contemplate the invisible rifle fire, now loud and near, in front of them. Hans Kellner turned himself, looked back and saw the ghostily glimmering white trunks of the silent orchard wounded unto death. Suddenly a memory lodged itself in his mind, haunting him as he lay there waiting the moment for action. It was the memory of the old woman, bound, gagged, in a chair in the courtyard just behind him. He won- dered. He had not seen her. But then he had not looked, had not remembered her. What if she were still there, helpless—the fight to surge round her at any moment? He tried to dismiss the thought, vaguely feeling it an unworthy weakness, but failed. At last, impelled as by a decision emanat- ing from without himself, he rose and crept back into the courtyard He found her. She sat there, beyond : glowing smoking heap, her eyes glarin ‘. terrible in her silent immobility among this ruin. Shrinking from her in a curious fear he cut her free. She sat for a moment or two, numbed. Her body seemed dead, only her eyes alive. He stood besiae her, fas- cinated; pushed her to assure himself that she yet lived. On the instant, with a wild effort, a horrid cry, she sprang at his face Startled into self-defense he felled her head- long to the ground. What the French Found He had scarcely settled himself again shoulder to shoulder with his comrades be- hind the heaps of bricks when he heard a torrent of hoof beats, a wild rush of cavalry- men in panic gallop upon the main road to his left. They swept past, like wilde jiger pursued by demons, down into the town. Behind them the rifle fire burst out loud and prolonged. Hans Kellner saw sharp spurts of flame leap out away in the dark- ness into which he gazed. Bullets cracked above his head. The French were pressing very close. He looked up to see his officer standing behind him, rose at his word. Kellner, you are in command of this squad! There will be no retreat. You will die at your post!” Hi ins Kellner saluted * Zu Befehl, Herr Leutna te he simply. The officer passed on. Suddenly Kellner thought he saw shad- owy figures advancing across the field in front of him. He steadied himself into a firing position after one brief glance behind him, where, he thanked God, the fire in the farmhouse had died down into darkness. He pulled trigger with the rest in one long, irregular volley from the company stretched far to right and left of him. The spurts of flame, the rapid detonations continued, were supported by the quick, loud hammer- ing of a machine gun; were answered by similar spurts, similar detonations from the darkness in front. After a few minutes the tumult subsided. Single shots preceded an uncanny silence. In that silence Hans Kellner suddenly jumped with superstitious terror. A voice wailed mournfully * ‘Marie-Louise! Marie- Louise!” in a long-drawn cry. He half raised himself, glanced back at the farm- house. A bright glow rose from it. With the first hostile shot he understood in a flash that he was fatally silhouetted. The victorious Frenchmensurging over the wrecked stables into the courtyardfoundan insane old woman raking among a heap of embers seeking Marie- Louise. said

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 If your zeweler has not yet put these chains in stock, and you will send us his name, we will send postpaid any chain you select, attractively boxed as illus- trated, direct from factory on receipt of price. — As Which of these chains do you prefer? They were chosen by six of America’s most famous men h —=—S- POA How does your taste agree with that Chains include a wide variety of styles : of Enrico Caruso? each style perfect in its workmanship and priced reasonably, You can get a pretty good idea if you examine the Simmons Chain selected by Why you will like Simmons Chains 7 Caruso as his favorite. better than any others W fir S tt sf i A \ KY oF) Perhaps Caruso’s choice will fail to FAIA, strike your fancy. Perhaps the design selected by Lieut. John Philip Sousa or Christy Mathewson will offer more of an appeal. Or maybe you will prefer the se- lection of John Barrymore, of Holworthy Hall or of Earle Williams Examine each one of these chains eee , tit 2. aa \ bY Be | PPPOE PPPA PPP 2 SS ; and see W hose cho e you endorse. It IS J CLSES4 interesting to note just how the tastes of a these six famous men compare with your own. Why these men wear Simmons Chains (Ask your jeweler to show you Simmons Chains Each of the men pictured on this ae won aes . page has earned for himself a place at to sh H CO the forefront of his particular profession. In attaining success he has learned to QAID discriminate, to choose according to genuine merit, fo be satished only with the best—not, necessarily, the most expensive. | ee Eee SSIES SSSI SIIIIS So in selecting a chain for his per- sonal use he was justified in choosing : from the Simmons patterns. For Simmons see them w! R. F. SIMMONS COMPANY Attleboro, Massachusetts Established 1873 FZ SIMMONS CHAINS

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~~. a BACK TO THE LAND THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 19 It was after having such a dream that I figured myself as getting inte George Creel’s Despair Association by virtue of having to stand trial over at White Plains for murder. As a matter of fact, I spared the major; and at last accounts he was still going to and fro in the land, planting slanders on all likely sites. I take it that there is one counterpart for him among every so many human beings; but it is in the country where everyone has a chance to find out everyone's business, and where the excuses of being neighborly and friendly give him opportunity for plying his trade that he is most in evidence. We joined the Despair Association final- ly by reason of our water problem. How- ever, that was to come into our lives later. Through the springtime we had more water than we could possibly hope to use, and we focused our attentions and our ener- gies upon hacking a homestead out of the briar patch we had bought. A painful.acre at a time, we cleared lands that once had been cleared. As I may have stated already, forty-odd years of disuse had turned lawn space, garden space and meadow into one conglomerate jungle of towering weeds and tangled thorny under- brush, stretching from the broken fences along the highroad straight back to the dooryard of the moldering tumbledown dwelling. With a gang of men under a com- petent foreman, and a double team of hired horses, we assaulted that tangle, bringing to the undertaking much of the same ardor and some of the same fortitude which I imagine must have inspired Stanley on the day when he began chopping his way through the trackless wilds of the dark for- est to find Doctor Livingston It gave one the feeling of being a pioneer and a pathfinder—no, not a pathfinder; a pathmaker—to stand by, superintending in a large, broad, general, perfectly ignorant fashion the job of opening up those thickets of ours to the sunlight that had not visited them for ever so long. Off of one segment of our property, a sl ype dire« tly behind the main house, we took over four hundred wagonloads of stumps, roots, trunks, boughs and brush—the fruitage of nearly two months of steady labor on the part of men and horses. The brambles were shorn down and piled in heaps to be burned. The locusts, thou- sands of them, varying in size from half- grown trees to switchy saplings, were by main force snatched out of the ground bod- ily. A number of long-dead chestnuts and hickories, great unsightly snags that reared above the uptorn harried earth like monu- ments to past neglect, were felled and sawed into cordwood lengths and carted away. The Lost Orchards What emerged after these things had been done more than repaid us for all our pains. When the rumpled soil had been smoothed back and plowed and harrowed, and sown to grass, and when the grass had sprouted as promptly as it did, there stood forth a dimpling green expanse where be- fore had been a damp, moldy and almost impenetrable tangle, hiding treasure-troves of old tin cans, heaps of rusted and broken farming implements, and here and there the bleached-out bones of a dead cow ora deceased horse. To our abounding astonishment, we found ourselves the owners of a consider- able number of old but healthy apple trees and a whole grove of cherry trees that we hadn’t known were there at all, so thor- oughly had they been buried in the locusts and the sumacs. It was just like finding them. Indeed, it was finding them. The old house came down next, with some slight assistance from a crew of wreck- ers. Being almost ready to come down of its own accord it met them halfway. They had merely to pry into the foundations, hit her a hard wallop in the ribs, and then run for their lives. From the wreckage we re- claimed, out of the cellar, which was pre- Revolutionary, some hand-hewn oak beams in a perfect state of preservation; and out of the upper floors, which were pre-James K. Polk, a quantity of interior trim, along with door frames and window sashes. Incidentally we dispossessed a large col- ony of rats and a whole synod of bats, a parish of yellow wasps and a small but ac- tive congregation of dissenting cats—half- wild, glary-eyed, roach-backed, mangy cats that resided under the broken flooring. In all there were fourteen of these cats—swift and rangy performers, all of them. One and all, they objected to being driven from home. They hung about the razed wreck- age, and by night they convened in due form upon a bare knoll hard by, and held indignation meetings. Parliamentary disputes arose frequently, with the result that the proceedings might be heard for a considerable distance. I took steps to break up these deliberations, and after several of the principal debaters had met a sudden end—I am a very good wing shot on cats—the survivors saw their way clear to departing entirely from the vicin- ity. Within a week thereafter the song birds, which until then had been strangely scarce upon the premises, heard the news and began coming in swarms. We put up nesting boxes and feeding shelves, and long before June arrived we had hundreds of feathered boarders and a good many pairs of feathered tenants. From Barn to Bungalow One morning in the early part of the month I counted within sight at one time fourteen varieties of birds, including such brilliantly colored specimens as a scarlet tanager and his mate; a Baltimore oriole; a bluebird; anindigo bunting; achat; anda flicker — called, where I came from, a yellow hammer. Robins were probing for worms in the rank grass; two brown thrashers and a black-billed cuckoo were investigating the residential possibilities of a cedar tree not far away; and from the woods beyond came the sound of a ruffled grouse drum- ming his amorous fanfare on a log. Think of what that meant to a man who, for the better part of twelve years, had been hived up in a flat, with English spar rows for company, when he craved a bit of wild life! What had been a gardener’s cottage stood at the roadside a hundred yards away from the site of the main house. On first examination it seemed fit only for the scrap he ap; but one of those wise ¢« Iderly persons who are to be found in nearly every rural community—a genius who was part car- penter, part mason, part painter, part gla zier and part plasterer—was called into consultation, and he decided that, given time and material for mending, he might be able to do something with the shell. Mod estly he called himself an odd-jobs man; really he was a doctor to decrepit and ailing structures. From neglect and dry rot the patient was almost gone; but he nursed it back to a new lease on life, trepanning its top with new rafters, splinting its broken sides with new <lapboards. He cured the cellar walls of rickets, the roof of baldness, and the in- side woodwork of tetter; and he so w rought with hammer and saw and nails, with lime and cement, with paintbrush and putty knife, that presently what had been a most disreputable blot on the landscape became not only a livable little house but an ex ceedingly picturesque one, what with its wide overhanging gables, its cocky littl front veranda, and its new complexion of roughceast stucco. While this transformation was accom- plished in the lower field, we were doing things to the barn up on the hillside. It had good square lines, the barn had; and, though its outer casing was in a woeful state of nonrepair, its frame, having been built sixty or seventy years back of splendid big timbers, stood straight and unskewed Thanks to the ability of our architect t dream an artistic dream and then to create it, this structure, without impairment of its general lines and with no change at all in its general dimensions, presently became a combination garage and bungalow The garage part was down below, occu- pying the space formerly given over to horse stalls and cow sheds. Here, also, a furnace room, a laundry and a servant's room were built in. Above were the house- keeping quarters—three bedrooms; two baths; a big living hall, with a wide- mouthed fireplace in it; a kitchen, and a pantry. This floor had been the haymow but I'll warrant that if any of the long- vanished hay which once rested there could have returned it wouldn’t have known the old place. The roof of the transmogrified mow was sufficiently high to permit the construction

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AMERIC AN LEAT HER WORKERS, ae. 0 Dest 7-B, eaten: Bldg. . Chicago One good taste deserves another. There are eighteen good tasting candies in a package of Beech-Nut Mints on, Ghey melt on your tongue Also Beech Nut Clowes Beex teech Nut Ch h Nut Winter oq Cum jreens | and black squares; | from which on clear days, | of a roomy attic, with accommodations for | one sleeper at one end of it, and ample stor- age space besides. At the back of the building, where the teams had driven in, a little square court- yard of weathered brick was laid; a roof of rough Vermont slate was laid on in an irreg- ular splotchy pattern of buff and yellow and finally, upon the front, at the level of the second floor, the builder hung on a little Italian balcony, looking south down the Hudson, we have a forty-mile stretch of landscape and waterscape be- fore us. On the nearer bank, two miles away, the spires of the market town show above the tree tops; on the further bank, six miles away, the rumpled blue outlines of the Ramapo Hills bulk up against the sky line; and back of those hills are sunsets such as ambitious artists try, more or less unsuc- cessfully, to put on canvas. All this had not cost so much as it might have, because all the interior trim, all the doors and windows, and all the studs and

| for the upper walls. joists and beams had been reclaimed from the demolished main building. The chief | extravagances had been a facing of stone- work for the garage front and a stucco dress We broke camp and moved in. For a month or so after that we went along swimmingly. One morning we quit swimming. All of a sudden we woke up to find there was no longer sufficient water for aquatic pastimes. The absolutely unprecedented dry spell that occurs every second or third year in this part of the North Temperate Zone had descended upon us, taking us, as it were, unawares. The brooks were going dry; the grass on hillsides where the soil was thin turned from a luscious green to a parched brown; and the mother spring of our seven up the valley, which had gushed so plenteously, had diminished overnight, as it were, into a puny runlet. There were no indications that the spring would be absolutely dry; but there was every indica- tion that it would continue to diminish in the volume of its output—which it did. We summoned friends and well-wishers into consultation, and by them were ad- vised to dig an artesian well. We did not want to bother with artesian wells then. We were living very comfort- ably upstairs over the garage and we were planning the house we meant to build. We had drawn plans, and yet more plans, torn them up and started all over again; and had found doing this to be one of the deepest pleasures of life. Time without end we had conferred with friends who had built houses of their own, and who gave us their ideas of the things which would be absolutely indispensable to our comfort and happiness in our new house. We had incorporated these ideas with a few of our own, and then we had found that if we meant to construct a house which would please all concerned, ourselves included, there would be needed a bond issue to float the enterprise and the completed structure would be about the size of a cathedral. So then we would trim down, paring off a breakfast porch here and a conservatory there, until we had a design for a compact edifice not much larger than an average-sized railroad terminal. A Home on Wheels Betweentimes, when not engaged in the

| the farm. | and to choose pleasing occupation of building our house on paper, we chose the site where it should stand. This, also, consumed a good many days, because each time we devided on a different location. One of our favorite recreations was shifting the house we meant to build about from place to place. We put imaginary wheels under that imaginary home of ours and kept it traveling all over The trouble with us was we had too much latitude. With half an acre of land at our disposal, we should have been circumscribed by boundary lines. On half an acre you have to be reasonably definite about where you are going to build; slide too far one way or the other, and you are committing trespass, and litigation ensues. But we had sixty acres from which to pick sixty acres, with desirable | sites scattered all over the tract. | No sooner had we absolutely and posi- tively settled on one spot as the spot where the house must stand than we would find half a dozen others equally desirable, or even more so; and then, figuratively speak- ing, we would pick up the establishment December 1, 1917 and transport it to one of the newly dis- covered spots, and wheel it round to face in a different direction from the direction in which it had just been facing. If a thing that does not yet physically exist may have sensations, the poor dizzy thing must have felt as if it were a merry-go- round. Likewise we were very busy putting in our road. Up until a short time ago Miss Anna Peck, who makes a specialty of scal- ing supposedly inaccessible crags, was prob- ably the only living person who could have derived any pleasure from penetrating to our mountain fastness, either afoot or otherwise. When we heard an engine in difficulties coughing down under the hill, followed by the sound of a tire blowing out, or by the smell of rubber scorching as the brakes clamped into the fabric, we knew some of our friends had been reckless enough to undertake to climb up by motor. So, unless we wanted to become hermits, we felt it incumbent upon us to put in a road. The Peach:Tree Switch When we got the estimates on the job we decided that the contractor must have figured on building our road of chalcedony or onyx or moss agate or some other of the semiprecious stones. It didn’t seem possible that he meant to use any native material—at that price. It turned out, though, that his bid was fairly moderate as processed bluestone roads go in er climate; and ours has cost us only abou eight times as much as I had previous aly supposed a replica of the Appian Way would However, it has been pro- nounced a very good road by critics who should know; not a fancy road, but a fair average one. It would look smarter, of course, with wide brick gutters down either side of for its entire length; and I should add brick gutters, too, if 1 were as comfortably fixed, say, as Mr. Andrew Carnegie, and fe It sure that I could get some of the Rockefellers to help me out in case I ran short —< funds be- fore the job was completed. ill, for per- sons who live simply it does hte well. With all these absorbing employments to engage us, we naturally were loath to turn our attentions to water. We had lived too long in a flat where, when you wanted water, you merely turned a faucet. To u water had always been a matter of course. But now the situation was different. With each succes ‘din g day the flow from our spring was slackening. In its present puni- ness it was no more than a reminder of the brave stream of the springtime. There was a water witch, so called, in the neighborhood—a gentleman water witch. We were recommended to avail ourselves of his services. It was his custom, we were told, to arm himself with a forked peach- tree switch and walk about over the land, holding the wand in front of him by its two prongs, meantime muttering strange incantations. When he came to a spot where water lay to the surface the other end of his divining rod would dip magically toward the earth. You dug there, and if you struck water the magician took the credit for it; and if you didn’t strike water it was a sign the peach-tree switch had wilfully deceived its proprietor, and he cut a fresh twig off another and more dependable tree and gave you a second demonstration at half rates. How- ever, before opening negotiations with this person, I bethought me to interview the man who had centracted to do the boring. The latter geatleman proved to be the most noncommittal man I ever met in my life. He was as chary about making pre- dictiors as to the result of operations in his line as the ticket agent of a jerkwater rail- road down South is about estimating the probable time of arrival of the next pas- senger train—always conceding that there is to be any next train; and that is as chary as any human being can possibly be. Only upon one thing was he positive, which was that no peach-tree switch in the world could be educated up to the point where it could find water that was hidden under- ground. Man and boy, he had been boring wells for thirty years, he said; and it was all guess. One shaft would be put down—at three dollars a foot—until it pierced the roof of Tophet, and the only resultant moisture would be night sweats for the un- happy party who was footing the bills. Or the same prospector might dig his estate so (Concluded on Page 77 cost. close

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¢ HK Manualo is built into four standard pianos of Baldwin make th Baldwin, the Ellington, the fie Hlamilton, the Howard ’ 1 wide range of prices and may be had Thi Manualo is lealers we will arrange for you to try ud without sold by Baldwin everywhere. Wherever you Live obligating you in any way. Before you buy a player-piano you hould read the intere sting booklet, * The { BC of the Manualo”. It is free. nd for at to nearest address below. The Baldwin PianoCompany 142 W. Fourth Street +S. Wabash Avenue L111 Olive Street 665 Fifth Avenue 1636 California Street $10 Sutter Street 18 N. Penn’a Street 521 S. Fourth Avenue 1911 Elm Street THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Your Christmas: oy. AAAVHAT IS IT that makes the music of a great organ so appealing on CG Christmas morn? It is not that the music itself is more beautiful than at other times nor that the instrument is more eloquent. It is simply that you hear your own Christmas spirit re-echo in every note. It is as if you yourself were up in the organ loft presiding at the keyboard. The music is in tune with you and you with it. Composer, organist, organ and congrega- lion are as one. Think of the pleasure of having equally satisfying music in your own home on Christmas day and every day thereafter. This heartfelt joy can be yours and your family’s by selecting as your gift to them and yourself PA e The Player-Piano that is All but Human The Instrument You Were Born to Play You can play your Christmas spirit into its music as successfully as the organist sends it from the organ pipes. As the air currents in the organ con- vey the organist’s musical wishes to every note, so do the air currents in the Manualo move in sympathy with the performer's musical feeling as expressed instinctively to the pedals, and make the instrument play exactly as that feel- ing directs. Whoever plays the Manualo, whether a child or an adult, a musician or one who knows not one note from another, whoever sits down to it and pedals instinctively cannot help but produce music completely satisfying to himself and always interesting to his audience because it will be full of his individuality and natural musical feeling. It is this ability to play as each performer likes best and to respond in- stantly and fully to each one’s instinctively expressed musical feeling that makes the Manualo appreciated by all. Its charm is that it not only gets out of any roll whatever effects are cut into the roll but that 7 gives the per- former the sensation and satisfaction of putting his own heart and soul into the music. December /, 1917 ? | } $$ —_$_ i eS eset ph

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Ceonciuded from Page 74) full of circular holes that it would resemble honeycomb tripe, and never get anything except monthly statements for the work to late. On the other hand, a luckier man, iving right across the way, had been known o start sinking a shaft, and before the drill had gone twenty feet it became necessary to remove the women and children to a place of safety until the geyser had been throttled dowr This particul 1e himself explained, was digging wells, not filling them after they were dug. He guar- anteed to make a hole in the ground of suit- able caliber for an artesian well, but Nature and Providence must do the rest. With this understanding, he fetched up his outfit and greased himself and the machinery all over, and announced that he was ready to start. So we picked out a spot where it would be convenient to build a pump house after- ward, and he fixed up the engine and began grinding away. And he ground and ground and ground. Every morning, whistling a cheerful air, he would set his drill in « ircular motion, and all day he would keep it turn- ing and turning. At eventide I would call « t ) ir well dizger’s business, as

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on him and he would report progress—he had advanced so many feet or so many yards in a southerly direction and had en- countered such and such a formation. ““Any water?” At first I would put the question hopefully, then nervously, and f ly for the sake of regularity merely “No water,” he would reply blithely; “but this afternoon about three o'clock I

hit a stratum of the prettiest white quartz you ever saw in your hie, Everything But Water And, with the passion of the born geolo- gist gleam he would pick up a handful of s

ining specimens and hold them out for me to admire; but I am afraid that toward the last any enthusiasm displayed by me was more or less forced And the next night it would be blue andstone, or gray mica, or sky-blue schist, or mottied granite, or pink iron ore or something! This abandoned farm of ours certainly proved herself to be a mighty variegated mineral prospect In the course of four weeks that six-inch hole brought forth silver and solder, soda and sulphur, tal and gravel, amalgam fillings and a very fair grade of borax and soapstore, crys It brought forth nearly everything that

may e found beneath the surface of the earth, I think, except radium—and water On second thought, I am not so sure about the radium. It occurs to me that we did trike a trace of something resembling ra ‘ yy it the two-hundred-foot level | on t be positive But Ll am absolutely ‘ bout the water here wasn't ! At the end of long and « we abandoned that hole, f nh mineral weaith, mo ery a hundred yards west over agalir We didn’t get

bu e we q aver ol wondertu white ! body ever discovers a ¥ ble for monuments and } ameter and a hundred a t deep.our fortunes are n hole and the marbie at tr he will have to provide is despe rate, Dut deter-

mined. We sent word to George Creel to

end over application blanks for member ship in his Despair Associatior We trans- ferred the digging ipparatu to a point away down in the vall ind the contractor retuned his engine and inserted a new steel drill—-his other one had. been worn con pletely out and we began boring a third time That was three weeks ago And last Tuesday—oh, frabjous joy!—we struc water— plenteous oodles of It; cold, clear and pure. And then yesterday we broke ground for our new house-—-on the original site, which we chose away last spring.

THE SATURDAY That isn’t all—by no means is it all Free from blight, our potatoes are in the bin; our apples have been picked; and corn hus been gathered, and, ina rich golden store, it fills our new corncrib. We are eat ing our own chickens and our own egy we are drinking milk from our and we are living on vegetables of our ow raising. Until now I never cared deeply for tur- nips. Turnips, whether yv r wh meant little in my life. But now I know that was because they were strange turr not turnips which had grown on our ow? soil and for which I coul paternal affec I ate a derby h seven and an eighth Let the servants quit now if the

and do. Only the day before yesterda laundress walked out on us It wa new laundress, who had succeeded the laundress, the one who stayed with us f

nearly two consecutive weeks before « try hfe palled upon her sensitive spirit

And day before that we lost a perfect treasure of a housemaid. She disliked sor thing that was said by someone occupying the comparatively unimportant position of a member of the family, and she took un

brage and some silv« re and departed from our fireside. We had our trouble with cooks, too When the latest one showed sigr of a gnawing discontent I offered to take les on the ukulele and play rin the long winter evenings that j nu I suggested t we think up charade ana acrostics—I am very fertile at acrosti and have anagram parties now and then to while away the laggard hours. But no; she felt the call of the city and she must g We are expecting a fresh candidate to- morrow. We shall try to make her stay with us, however brief, a pl ; But these domestic upsets are to us as nothing at

easal yne we have struck water

and we are li in part at least, on our own home-grown provender, we have started the home of our dream And to day something else happened that filled cup of joy to overflowing. In the middle of the day a dainty little doe came n ing down through our garden just a ont dently as though she owned the place. We are less than an hour by rail from the Grand Central Station; and yet, as I write this line, a lordly cock grouse is strutting proud and unafraid through the under- growth not fifty yards from my workroom Last night, when | opened my bedroom

window in the garage to watch the dis- tant reflection of the New rk rhts, ral cKering against the sky io the sout! ward, I heard a dog fox yelping in the wood Let Old Major Gloom come over now as often as pleases him. Our chalice is proof against fis poison, We are living the life! Editor's Not« This is the s md in a series of articles by Mr. Cobb yt ™) «© ] all ol) No Hoops Needed 4,UGENE COWLES, the singer, hail 4 from a small town in the norther part

of Vermont. The hotel owner in that is noted for his manner of speec} Another local character in the place $ an elder spinster who, as Cowles expresses it, is the most even-tempered persor n the tate, because she is mad all the time. One morning Cowles was tanding front of the hostelry ir er \ its proprietor when the yassed she who was aou y . day an especially severe expre venerable tavern k 1 he

‘Miss Peabody!”’ he called “What is it?” she asked, cut r her words off short and sharp. “I was Jest thinkin’,”” drawled the old gentleman, “that "tain’t goin’ to be nece bustin’ out laffin’. That’s

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THE SATURDAY How and where to purchase wrenches HEN purchas- ing wrenches the one way to be assured of satisfac- tory returns and serv- ice from your invest- ment is to look for the Triangle trademark. A complete assortment of these wrenches will be found on Billings & Spencer Wrench Boards, displayed in more than 6,000 hardware and motor accessory stores through- out the country. There is no specula- tion in purchasing Triangle trademarked tools. You are simply using what me- chanics and engineers have relied upon for the past fifty years. ‘very tool bearing the Triangle trademark is un- conditionally guaranteed. Look for this trademark. HE B/LLINGS & SPENCER CO. HART FORD.CONN. U.S.A. | count ten the restaurant was quiet | conscious tribute to the old fortune-teller’s | power EVENING POST December 1, 1917 MADAME PHARAOH’S DAUGHTER (Continued from Page 17) | Lieutenant de Pelcher onless she knew to a | certainty that he was to be duke? Not on your life, mon ami; or me, I am a fool!” I had to think it over for nearly a minute be fore I arrived at the natural objec tion. “But suppose you're right,”’ I said. “And suppose those other two are dead. Why on earth should Madame Pharaoh be the first to hear about it?”’ I think the answer struck Gabrielle at the same moment it occurred to me; for | suddenly the blood rushed to her cheeks, and when she spoke she might have been reading my thoughts. *“‘Leesten, m’sieur,”” she whispered: “‘It is what you call an earful, heh? How did Madame Pharaoh know when the grand war was about to commence? How did she know that My Lord Kitchen’ was presently due to be drown’—poor thing!—with his look so noble and sad? And how did she know about the submarines—and Russe and Italy—and all so many things? But wait! We get it nearer yet. How did she know that Colonel Grenier’s son was a prisoner at Schwarzfeld? And now—as a grand finale—how does she know that Lieutenant de Pelcher has suddenly be- come one of the grandest matrimonial catches in France? Heh? Tell me the answer to those.” After all, the answer wasn’t difficult. “Of course, if she hasn’t supernatural powers ” I began. “Supernatural feedle-feedle,” scoffed Gabrielle. **Only le bon Dieu knows every- thing; and why should he whisper his secrets in the ear of Madame Pharaoh? Ah, no, m’sieur. The answer is simpler than that. I will tell you in a word why Madame Pharaoh knows these things. It is because she is a German spy.” “It's going to be hard to prove.” “Perhaps. But when you consider that she has to keep in touch with what is going on across the firing line, perhaps—per- haps Gradually her whisper faltered and stopped; and when | saw her staring at Madame Pharaoh's table as though fasci- nated, I also turned to see what was going on. France’s famous prophetess had fallen back in her chair in a sort of hypnotic trance and the guests from the surrounding tables had risen and were crowding round her. When the excitement was at its height | the man who had accompanied madame rose—he who looked like Irving and whom I now took to be the sibyl’s manager. “Disturb yourselves not, ladies and gentlemen,” he said in a deep voice. **Madame Pharaoh is always attacked by | these mysterious seizures when the spirit of prophecy is about to descend upon her To-night perhaps—to-morrow surely—she will have a tremendous revelation to make to the world. In the meantime With the help of the companion he lifted the rigid body of the prophetess into the waiting wheel chair, and a minute later, moving slowly with a sort of somber majesty, they had disappeared into the darkness outside, For as long as it might take you to an un- and then, gradually rising at first, a grand burst of excitement broke out, from which on every side I could hear the name and fame of Madame Pharaoh. “She doesn’t need any press agent,” I remarked to Gabrielle. ““Ah, no, m’sieur,”” she replied; and, catching the hardness of her voice, I saw that she was glancing with a stony look at the Lady of the Lilacs, who was smiling with unconcealed satisfaction underneath the marble bust of Napoleon. “*They are all what you call her fans,’’ Gabrielle bit- terly added. ‘“‘N’importe. To-morrow morning I go and see Generali Picot. At least they don’t fool him. . . . You remember who the general said was Ma- dame Pharaoh’s husband?” And, smiling a little at her fancy, my pupil concluded: “T bet you that he didn’ t know they had a daughter too!” Vv LL the next day I was on duty at the Hotel des Invalides, performing such | work as my elbow would allow and think- ing a great deal of the events of the night before. It was just before noon when I began to hear of Madame Pharaoh again. “Have you heard the news, mon ami! excitedly cried Doctor Fontaine, running into the medicine room and flourishing a leaflet in his hand. “News? What news?” I asked, looking up. “Have they pact ll the Kaiser?” “Ah, no, my friend; and I fear they never will,” he sadly answered. ‘“‘ Madame Pharaoh has made a prophecy about the end of the war. The authorities are trying to suppress it, but already it is all over Bains.” He showed me the leaflet then, and later I saw one printed in English. It was written in the cryptic doggerel Madame Pharaoh affected; and, though too long to be quoted in full, | can quickly copy the most signi- ficant lines: In nineteen hundred seventeen The dove of peace will once be seen. Oh, sad and drear will be the day If he should chance to fly away. For if no peace this year appears The war will last for five more years; And France, worn out, will then allow A peace less favorable than now. It didn’t take me long to grasp the effect of those last two lines upon a country al- ready wounded so severely by the war. “But, Great Scott, doctor,” 1 protested, “the French people are too level-headed to pay any attention to a thing like this, aren "t they?” *M’sieur,” he exclaimed, “if this proph- ecy is read by the Grand Army in France I myself will oy that the war i before the end of the year!” “You mean they Pharaoh so much as ‘that ? ** Ab-so-lu-ment!”’ One by one he began to run over some of the wonderful prophecies she had made; and, on my part, I began to see that Doctor Fontaine was also one of the fans. By one o'clock nearly everyone I met had ap- parently read the prophecy—even the wounded soldiers in their cots. Wherever I turned people were eagerly talking to each other, and wherever | went it seemed to be the universal conviction that the end of the war would quickly follow. “But wouldn’t it be to the meee’ interest to make peace now?” I asked : gray old captain of artillery in one of the wards rese rved for grands biessés “Ah, m’sieur,” he solemnly ‘answered, “‘we must take what we can get.”” And, though he drew from his memory, he al- ready had it, to the last word: over Madame believe in ” For if no peace this year appears The war will last for five more years: And France , worn oul, u ill then allow A peace less favorable than now, “No, no, m’sieur,” he earnestly cluded, while an uneasy hum of tion ran up and down the ward, “ as I tell you: We must take get.” But along toward evening, as paring to leave for the day, Doctor Fon- taine, that stormy petrel of rumor, came running into the medici ine room again, Wwav- ing. another sheet of p: ipe rin the air. ‘Mon Die u, doctor!” he crie d, more ex- citedly than before. ““Have you heard the news?” “How now? ecy?”’ **No, no, m’sieur! Madame Pharaoh has been arrested as a German agent! Think of that, m’sieur! She and her whole outfit, in- cluding a young woman who turns out to be her daughter! Arrested just like common spies and led off by the collar of the neck, lamenting! Oh, a sensation, I promise you, mon ami! A sensation that will shake all France!” As you can guess, I dined that night at the Restaurant Moulin, and it didn’t take me many minutes to get there. And while I sat at the favored table Gabrielle told me all about it, her eyes as bright as any dia- monds; her nose ‘tiptilted to the angle of breathless romance. * At first, General Picot didn’t take much notice of what I told him,” she continued; “but when that poem began to appear he put two and two together, and it smelled (Concluded on Page 81) con- approba- it is just what we can I was pre- " T asked. “ Another proph-

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———— Concluded from Page 78 feesh! So then he did the ver’-ver’ thing I had suggest’: He sent a strange yo'ng r office ‘r to call on Madame Pharaoh. This yo ‘ng officer represented himse If z the Duc d’Espére, who had escaped coon a German camp and was now in search of news of his Cousin Raoul. *What!’ cried Madame ‘You the Duc d’Es- pere?’ ay she was so excite’ she forgot to make a trance, but told the yo'ng man to come again to-morrow And then was that Madame Pharaoh did what any woman would have done, and showed that asa prophet she was what you call it? on the bum-bum!" *“What did she do?” I asked, seeing that iy le was breathlessly awaiting the

question *What did she do, po ieur?”’ she crowed. “She did exactly what thought she would do: She sent her manager out to verify the news about the Due d’Espére’s escape. Yes, m’sieur! So out he came— he with the deep-sea voice and the mournful nose. And what you think he had beneath his elbow, heh? His lingerie."’ She crowed again. “Hi lingerie!"’ I re peated, probably woking as astonished as I felt ‘*No less, m’sieur! A crumple’ shirt and a collar, m'sieur! And the sireté officers, they follow him unsuspect’ to the laundry by the river; and there they take a chance and peench him! ‘And what you think, heh? In a room of the laundry, back of the boilers, they found a telegraph instrument. The wire disappeared in the bed of the river; and the river here goes to feed the canal and pres- ently loses itself in the Rhine! *“And when they open the crumple’ shirt of poor old Mournful Nose they find a mes- sage inside: ‘Has Duc d’Espére « scaped or is he really dead? Important! See your message Number »o-and-So, last mo! th, PATERFAMILIAS (Continued from Page 23 ave a great sigh of content- ment as the two men settled down over the satislactory detals ol business, xIx TLUNCI a large r table proc ured, Dave between Melina and Eli- Bishoff _ t an, Wil th Eleanor opposite kuboes sempty piace ‘You can’t count or

v,”” his mother

exptals 7 he might get rested in any- thir id not turn up for two days.” Mel. observed, “‘How very inconven- le! Ay ‘It would be for some,” but Aube y 1s not an ore r) ‘Dave made a motion of mock dismay. ‘Don’t start on him,”’ he begged. “Why jon’t ,ou remark your husband in a Palm Beach suit? I said to the fellow in the store—it was sleeting and freezing out ‘Give me something re al thin and natty f or southern wear and he as ked me, Schwab or Gould * Melina listened, politely non-committe al. | expect you play car rds day and nig ht,’ Mrs. Bishoff commented. “I be eden toa five hundred. We meet in the evening so he gentlemen can join us. We each paid something this year ar d gave it to the Red Cross instead of prizes . little to eat after- ward, like a Dutch lunch, bu I’m afraid you won't find any five hun- dred here,”’ Melina told her; “‘we ar tirely addicted to bridge.”” Cassie Bishoff — slightly. m, can get you into better van that,” Elij reassured Dave. The latte rsmiled ¢ xp cate ‘I ought to have worn my hat,”’ ¢ assie discovered glancing about the room. “In a public place like this,”’ the other woman finist ed. jah was secretly apprehensive : Me- il na should be nice to Dave's wife; . he didn’t want the Bishoffs made uncomfortable. ‘It keeps a switch on firmer,” said Cassie. Elijah saw that he need entertain no Cassie replic d;

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doubts . the ~~. r’s self-possession A ringir silence followed, in which some tentati ve masculine sallies were swept away xe chips in the Bay of Fundy. Finally Di ave Bishoff bent re solutel Ly toward Mel i ‘I've been waiting till you were all together before telling about Jason ‘That is something to which I do not care to listen’ Mel interrupted coldly.

Jason went away against my every wish. If you will excuse me,” she rose, “I have an early appointment. No dessert, thank you. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 81 and answer, please, at once!’ So then, of course, they peench the whole place and then they peench Madame Pharaol Ar when they look’ her papers over they found it was exactly as I told them. So then they peench Madame Pharaoh's daughter—all feesh of a feather; and Ger eral Picot says they will have a grand tr and prove to the world that Madar Pharaol ‘sproy hecies were alway Made Germany!” I think I must have looked my adn oom Rye Gabrielle glanced awa her ¢ bri and smiling, looking first over op oeee ler and then, ri nva ittie, over the top of my head, “You ought to get a medal for t) a thoughtfully remarked, for | began to se the width and the depth of the mischief 1 scholar had stopped ‘You wait a leetle while,” she ed “T'll show you what I get for tl yy I realized { at the cloct underneath the n ile bust of Nay Following her glance | saw that had been reserved, its candelabra glo ' red, its vases filled with roses, Even whil 1 looked, Lieutenant de Pelcher entered

with Heloise by his side Chey plac ee brooding ¢ sition tee Dower #Vital. to be especially reserved for | eT ‘Voila!’ murmured Gal

again: “Behold my medal ** And will he really be the Du l re : . ; ~ you thir ex : Inlands are uséd for ee and Sub- Sans doute, m'sieur. And He : i ee ane ee eee marine servie@==Where gas-tight piston heroine with happy eyes. “‘ But one thing rings are Jy Wmportant where loss of power ved rag pe ag vOules, ne oughttu through leaky piston rings might mean loss of life. In aaded: wher eloie arrive t the 1 and becomes a grand of Fr oe ’ the automobile held the re« ognition of Inland's su will never dream it was due to mo—and ¢ premacy has spread like lightning. Madame Pharaoh's daughter! 1,250,000 Inland Piston Rings already installe d in automobiles. If your car has seen much service, the piston rings are to be leak- @ ing allowing DOT <7? and to escape past the piston 3 ' head, and oil to get up into the cylinder head, « ausing

“You ought to have warned me, J. E

Dave protested |: e me pip | } : ‘ify can tell r ‘ carbon, Vaive-pilting, etc I ngine experts estimate) UU Cali hie a 4 c , ‘ = , going to do before ah retorted that the loss through leaky piston rings is at least 25%] : ‘you've gota lot on men it gene ral.” 4 ; si ae — = + bes de Futhey Inlands in your engine would stop and Mr. Zopher, ntroductions lollowed, . . and conversation opened. ; waste vf ovce. Absolutely gas-tight, “TI have private information,” Zopher fore announced, “that out of nineteer t e Atlanti C cause the Spiral Cut eliminates the gap, and also ca so that it SCa t} the ring to expand ina perfect rines we possess on eleven won't submerge nd the cylinder wall. Inland's Spiral Princip RS ve beer reading the ee oo t tomted neither its construction nor its advan ung lave cheerfully declared t brother. the boys we got in the navy would can be duplicated in any other ring. It produc ist step out and push ’em dowr ‘An optimist,” Mr pher said, in the A gas tight ring in one- piec S wd Pe es vhi y w ‘ich manner of one deploring a melar delusion. makes it low- priced, saving you $5 to ks sure!’’ Bishoff cried A huge x per set, over other types of vas- tight rings D I ack ory ’ in tn en mm pO ama € piece means equal width and thiékmess all Salers: 6 at? 1a solem around —therefore greatest strength and durability. We ha J sun ever shone or linger at Mr Zoph i See y German Christmas <« ards or absinthe, and the war Seope up ‘You are wrong, sit ” the other stuttered Inland Machine W orks, 813 Mound St., St. Bee. S.A :

our garage man about In- lands Write us for booklet wrathful ‘I am the proprietor of Branches: New York. Ghicago, Philade!phia, Pittebs Francisco Reckabtibaiite, auaneatatialintes , ‘It may be,” Dave pronounced it x : “ may be that in a little you'll have sensational testimonials—‘* Dear Dox Yours, K er Bill.’ “And

Mr. Zopher formally departed Elijah was descending to dinner Dave Bishoff mysteriously drew hin “You hit the mark with tl women,” he proceeded. “I was st: Mrs. Mimm, and I could s« she was worrying to get something her system, when I just tried Jaso Well, sir, I had to tell her every m« times over. She was starved for ne left me, I could see, for a refreshing « Nothing of this sort was evide Melina’s contained and powdered tenance as she swept up to the formidable black jet pale primrose with a v about her slim throat. To th surprise Aubrey abruptly occupied | Hi s coat and tie were in place, but | fell in a disordered tide on his brow.

| INLAN —_ PIECE Piston RING “] suppose you're Eleanor,” he sts gazing across the table. Mel totally nored this beginning. “‘ My daughter Bishoff,”” she said He grinned “All the rules, cnesi Wi

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Mel's ex- pression intimated a certain criticism of beautiful family | such a mixed profession. “Fuschia and I are giving an invitation tournament,” Eleanor told her mother. “To-morrow afternoon. Of course, we'd like you to play,” she continued to the youth. “With ae al “T am to be Mr. Rapp’s partner, but you can find someone easily enough.” “Young,” he demanded, “with ashen gold hair and hands like lotus buds? “Eleanor is disc ussing golf,” Melina ‘Partners are not se- lected in the way you suggest. That would, perhaps, be appropriate for a theatrical manager.” “Beauty always,” he responded. “‘Aubrey thinks,” Mrs. Bishoff put in, “that fat women should be shot.” “Indeed,” Melina said, “indeed!” “Well, J. E.,”" Dave interposed hastily, “here we all are with wrist watches on, as you might express it, and nothing to do but look at them. I’m going to learn this golf, and join a club next summer.” “There’s a poem in you,”’ Aubrey told Eleanor, ‘“‘a poem of contrasts. I must try it.” “When I was young,”’ Mel reéntered the fray, “gentlemen dedicated verses to ladies only with their permission.” “You should have refused,” Aubrey asserted; ‘‘from the Victorian stuff of that sort I’ve seen. Now Eleanor ’ “Miss Mimm,” said Melina. “ - deserves ac- tual poetry. A native sweetness in a vapid place—buttercups in a garish vase.” “I don’t care for the goose girl sort of thing,” Eleanor pronounced disdainfully. “And I rather object to personalities.” Aubrey looked about the crowded dining room with a protruding lip. “The young put a lot on their fling,’ Dave commented; “but they soon settle down to keeping the furnace full in winter and the electric fan going in July.” Aubrey made a gesture of contempt, “‘And, I suppose, an imponderable wife forever and ever, amen!” Eleanor raised her eyes for a brief, nar- rowed glance at this apostle of masculine liberty. xx , e+ dinner, there was, Elijah saw, a stir of youthful excitement at the im pending tournament. He caught the echo of heated discussions about partners and handicaps. John Rapp, impressively judi- cious and well appareled, faithfully at- tended a flushed Eleanor. Aubrey stood by his father’s chair, watching these prepara- tions with an air of tole rant remoteness. ‘Join the young people,”” Dave urged; “treat yourself to a good time.” “If it were only simple youth,” he mur- mure “d, “‘vouth unrestrained, I’d be happy. But it’s drenched in sophistication. Watch that simpering consciousness in electric blue and cologne and fried hair,”’ he in- dicated Fuschia Grange. “And the excel- lent dummy stalking after Eleanor.” “That,” said Elijah, nettled, “is John Rapp, a very superior, successful man.” “There spoke the watchful parent,’ “the voice of the wily trapper of the potential son- prudent forethought, that subjugated animal in-law.” “Well, they won’t trouble you, Aubrey, his father told him. ** Anyone should see through the clumsy and obliterating line of sex,” that youth replied. He plunged into a chair, produc- ing a slim volume. “Who said, ‘Ay, mum’s the word!’ “Sexton to willow: “*Who said, ‘Green dusk for dreams, ” read Aubrey, half aloud. What kind of nonsense was that, Elijah impatiently demanded of himself. Sextons and dreams and such depressing truck! His thoughts Winged far to France and Jason. Suddenly he longed above every- thing to have Jason, in his immaculate December /, 1917 flannels and dinner coat, and, yes, smok- ing a cigarette, lounge up to him with his wise air. There was Eleanor in the door- way, but Jason was his son. . He found himself, however, with Aubrey on the fringe of the tournament the next afternoon. They were seated in an angle under a bank of wild plum thick with buds and a faint, premonitory scent. Aubrey leaned back contentedly, watching a mock- ing bird in a maze of twigs while the players passed in the gayest of sporting clothes and chatter. Eleanor and John Rapp, Elijah was told, were doing splendidly; it was probable that she would win her own tournament. “A surprising amount of stupidity is necessary for playing a game well,”’ Aubrey said. “Are you referring to my daughter “No,” he replied, undisturbed; “I was thinking of that perpetual undergraduate with her. The lad with the fashionably cut opinions. He will probably marry fresh and charming girl and murder her in the vacuum of his thick self-satisfaction. Horrible!” he cried unexpectedly at Flijah’s ear. “‘Detestable! Medieval! Bestial!”’ Whatever was he shouting about now? “‘A moonflower,”” Aubrey continued mor quietly but no enigmatically; “ almond blossom in an electric glare. Elijah rose. “I guess I'll get back.’ The other accompanied him‘to the club- house, where they discovered that John Rapp, by an error which all agreed was a deliberate magnanimous sacrifice, had sur- rendered the prize to others. He stood straight and tanned and handsome by Eleanor’s side. Together, Elijah recognized they created a significant whispering. Well, such an arrangement would suit him. He wanted to see his daughter safe and com- fortable and happy. Aubrey Bishoff’s disparagement returned to his mind “perpetual undergraduate.” But it wa natural of young Rapp to be proud of his college honors—the Screed and— whatever it was called. It didn’t always do, either, to be too independent in your views; it hurt your chances of favor, advancement, in the solidest quarters. Now Aubrey was a dis- turbing individual—no one could count or him from one minute to another. He would never make an acceptable clerk, as John Rapp would. Eleanor, in the Zenith, picked him up; and Rapp, with an inform: | wool greatcoat drawing over his statuesque shoulders, turned from the front seat with a deep- voiced civility. He assisted Elijah dy alight with an ironlike arm; and later, in formal clothes, was half a bronzed head + aller than anyone else at the inn. Aubrey, at the dinner table, was quiet, if not actually morose. “‘He’s like that when he’s composing, his mother announced. “Doesn't he hear you?”’ Melina queried. “Or does he simply neglect to answer?” Elijah suppressed an exclamation. The third round, he thought. Dave, it evident, was totally unconscious of the si- lent hostilities in progress. “I put a thing in your box,” informed Eleanor. “T got it,”’ she replied, briefly sedate. “A hokku in form,” he proceeded; “the subject needed the most crystalline purity. The ordinary vers-libre was too incandes- cent. I almost returned to the wedded trochee and iambus—the choriamb.” Melina looked inquiringly at her daugh- ter, but Eleanor was blandly superior to any speech or interrogation. Fuschia Grange, in vermilion net and gilt appliqué, stopped at their table in leaving the dining room. “We're going over to Sandholm to dance,” she said to Eleanor, and then smiled encouragingly at Aubrey Bishoff. “Tam unable to revolve at a signal,”’ he told them. “I could dance, perhaps, as the butterflies do, or the pines; or on sands blanched by the moon. I might even man- age a silk gavotte in candlelight, or swing about an Elizabethan pole on May night; but Z some less ” was Aubrey “T've got to go,” Fuschia interrupted with a giggle. “But I wish El eanor’d bring you. You kind of tickle me.” Aubrey snorted, and all toge moved out into the hall. “I’m sorry,” Melina smiled at Cassie Bishoff, “but Tam making up a table. Too bad you don’ t play bridge.” “There's a lady here who has promised to show me,” Cassie returned, with the merest suspicion of emphasis on the noun. Continued on Page 85 ther they

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Continued from Page 82 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST : “Why " the other exclaimed, “it was Elijal Mel demanded much later, in eleven! And 1 He stopped abruptly ° the door of their bathroom, “how long is at the young man’s unmoved countenance that person going to remain?’ Eleven waseleven—it couldn't be aker O I Ot ee “ Dave sa id i something about ten days,” for anything else Elijah had seer arly he replied cautiously and so had Twenty-five cents! He “As for that outn, she added tne subsided gri mly, and the game progressed poet,”” Melina managed to put an extraor- Twenty-five—that was a very small sum Home Billiards! ion into the last word, le to express a reé strained To me he seems to bear the marks of predestined crime And if the revolting thing he poem addressed to Elean« was des ribir ig was a . Isl all ask you idedly to his ome nts.’ to speak de “I guess it sounded worse than it was, Mel,” he replied pacil cally. “ id words won't hurt Nellie any. She seems to be ng along right well with young Rapp. ied away without further an- hadow of Jason’ Ss absence, he saw, still lay between them. He re earsed, indressing, in an endless repetition, to go to Fran ° Once he had hoped that his business, the integrity of his con \~ reial position, would be mai nt ned and incre ased by his son. In vain hen he ti igh of Aubrey Bishoff, equally a disappointme nt to Day easons for urging Jason He tried to imagine John Rapp in the ligh The ball had rested eyes. John Rapp’s courtesy was absolute; when he was motion ed to play, and a series of easy shots offered, he insisted that it was Fisher's turn. Elijah made his way later to the portico with a puzzled expression a cigar but half other Dve ryone at the inn raised a chorus to John Rapp’s super-excellent qualities And yet he had wished to stick a pin into that handsome and popular gon! His thoughts were ir ( , Aubrey Bishoff drifting in from the night. The bottom of the latter’s trousers were heavy with mud and dew, a crumpled soft shirt was open at his throat, and, wi l hz at, his hair was in a state of disorder *Hello,” he said abruptly; “have the animals been fed “Where have you been, Aubrey?” Elijal asked curiously; “what have you done ; wet it v1 } dairectiy indger his He threw away smoked and lighted ar young para of an heir. Somehow he couldn’t manage with yourself since morning?” : t—the fellow was too grave, too exact: “Pines,” he replied, “and then more suddenly he had an idiotic fancy to stick a pines and sand and sedge; gray and sear ( pin into hin green and silver blue. Then I found a house in a peach orchard quivering with ! ext reread. By. sandman aotline but short f H* RECALLED, the next morning, with trees topped with coral and gold-feathered the trace of a smile, his first guileless birds, a world of it with a shack in the \ ittitude toward the r elaxi ig simplicity of middle, a shack and a for gotten man with / some weeks spent intimately with his fam- weak lungs from Maine.” ily. Every -~ app ared to add fresh com- peed, J. Elijah Mimm demanded, ‘ ; plications EF) rr, fortunately freed from “what's this life of yours about? What are the 7 eocernllcsen rer wi € of Barton Crane, you after? And poetry, too—j)ust where i volving herself, and with his tacit ap- does it come in? I don’t see any You're proval, with aman about whom hisopinions the only man I’ve known who makes it, seemed to become more unfixed as¢ vidences and all I’ve heard about it are jokes by qualities multiplied. people who had about my line.” self, was confusing enough; “Poetry,”’ Aubrey declared, “‘is fire, the Aubrey Bishoff addressi great cleanser; it’s an ascending lark, a Call it what Aubrey might rose; it is memory, running water, a \ would against the intolerable sword - ; nventional ties, J. E. Mimm ‘You stop right there,” Elijah con nat writing poetry to a gir manded; “take a breath before uu chOKE . was—Just that And he far and let me up. Give it to me easier.” Carom and Pock« ) i i in all-vea mort as another—knew what it mean had, “It’s like war,”” Aubrey went on, “and brimful of fresl Irprises « rv game n fact, been young once. Ar d then Aubre y, shreds the flesh from the spirit.” , . ‘ , , lf . . . On every subject Elijah’s The night was still and soft, a dim ve Shared by boy ind vir ind mothers and “old boy lissolved into different angles, mak- of stars hung over the pines, ther was a feel billiard nstils the love home in all. Wit] practice ae panding a eaalna Digerteniceeoell ny be reg. tag ont we Alege tee ~ you can soon control the | but not the merry flow of I of glaring color and crowded humanity, a rest that often make the est ol playe rs lo | vut th act ane } 1 } » bonmmemee: re at i a tinny mirth. of tongues mingled with Gaive vour home Carom and Pocket Billiard not Mel said graciously, ‘Wa "he repe ated. Sudder ly he threw “ Omen a it \( \\ {} ( hri tma \ Ii ill Dail to advise, 1 car up his arms, raised a quivering face to | payment puts a scientific Brunswick Table in your hom« t of what I have } darkened space. ‘Oh, Creator,” he cried . ’ suthorit; After ‘send these people a great war! Lift them Pav the balance monthly as you play | with whom you will.” from their silk puddle slast the fat fron } like what I know of her,”” their bodies and the sloth from their i } ed brightly; “‘and if wash the paint from their faces with tear 4 a aod | formation from anything Sweep away the stuffed meats and hot y ~. | Megr um said I can tell pastry and starve them into a clean | D>) \ ? tor ; ger Dr ag them through hell, and over | | Evatt | HOME BILLIARD TABLES | 7 mee and pur ~enkadied Make them beaut LX | ful and gay; give them back the simpler love and valor, the stoic virtues.” , | “Christmas!” Elijah feebly ejaculated. ; , - | In the silence that followed, Aubrey re- laxed into a normal, slightly dejected figure he “| take it you don’t think much of that . | inside.”” Elijah motioned toward the t What to Do First dows. Aubrey made a contemptuous ge ture. “I'd about come to the conclusion it t } didn’t amount to much,” the el I | all from it m tinued: “but nobody seemed wit! S i l | was part of the game for the individual to me. I looked like a back nu fe keep his number secret; for, as it pro- and all appears to be the t 0 { gressed and the balls were pocketed in rota- “For Strassburg geese! I | \ j layer must pay whoever disposed nounced. | imeral ion to this, to “I was almost persuaded I was a zer | ° | order or all won from I wasn’t certain one could be right against | Low Prices nd a new frame commenced a whole countryful of people. And I am z , | sil] foam fourteen, and he returned the glad I heard you Sas’ aire it Was a pr Balls, Etc., FREE T™ BR MSWICK BALKE COLLENDER ¢9 | counter to the barber; but Rapp’s sphere lege. But I couldn’t keep along with you Dept. S9R, 623-633 S.Wabash Av., Chicago aped momentarily from his grasp; it for any time It would be worse thar ‘ rolled over the table, and Elijah lainly dressing up every evening Now I got ar B saw that it was marked eleven . The other idea et poetry is I'll let it stay right | 0 Send Your Address For Catalog quickly recovered it, and the game began. there,” said J. Elijah; “I’m satisfied B l j P No one succeeded in pocketing his own ““Where is Eleanor?” Aubrey gloom THE BRUNSWICK. RALKE-COLLENDER (0 ball and winning the quarters deposited inquired | window ledge. Eight and ated, and it was Elijah’s Rapp talk him to death h ball was easily gotten, ffered a difficuit shot; aaa \ LIJAH was galvanized by Aubrey Bis! “T guess you off’s invective, and assured himself that he would no longer submit to the dul ve surprise. tyranny of his present existence. He er tered the hall determined to inform Mel Jj | Dept. 59R, 623-633 S. Wabash Ave., Chicago *You go in and see. If she’s with tl You can a on a convenient 2 S$ 4 nning. 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So strong vility Uniless it bears this trade mark itisn't a Flexible Fly ohooh (FLEXIBC Philadelphia | that they were leaving for home immedi- ately; but Melina was absorbed in bridge; obviously he couldn’t drag her from the game, the other players. If he got Mel away, he realized, preparing for bed, he couldn’t force her to be contented. Aubrey was young, when it was easy to be rebel- lious; one could be a free man then, before responsibilities gathered, responsibilities like marriage He interrupted his thoughts to consider Aubrey seriously in a fresh capacity. | _ The conversational encounters between Mel and Cassie Bishoff grew so pronounced that even Dave finally noticed it. The girls, he observed to Elijah, seemed to be rub- bing each other the wrong way. The other counseled him to pay no attention to them. “They haven’t enough to do,” he de- clared. “‘What I'll come to after a year of this, I hate to think.” His mind turned to Eleanor: her life, unlike his, was nearly all to bé lived; but not, he hoped in sudden, passionate inten- sity, in such settings as these. John Rapp had said that he liked it here immensely. Elijah could see the other in three, five years from now, a little fatter each year, more complacent, living easily, admirably, on money that required noe fort to get, the money of his wife, coming back to the Conifer Arms in winter, plunging his family into the idle surfeit and vacuous days. He wondered whether, as Aubrey had ex- claimed, a great war would put virility, en- durance into the lax fibers of the multitude of which the inn was but a minor fragment. If it would stop Zopher’s febrile pessimism, clear Futhey’s mind of its clogging puerili- ties, take Drew Fisher from gambling tables, lift Barton Crane above intriguing and the soft protection of women, even killing him in struggle, it would still, at an overwhelm- ing price, bring renewal. Not for him, but for Jason—if he survived; for Eleanor. At the succeeding lunch the latter was intent upon Elijah’s needs; she had never before been so helpful, so tenderly feminine. There was an unusual color, too, in her cheeks; and she smiled equally on them all. A vague dread fastened on Elijah and grew into a conviction that something of para- mount importance had occurred in Elea- nor’s life. It must certainly be John Rapp. Well, he, Elijah, would have to accept it | with an equable manner. Eleanor would | be safe enough. “But,” he muttered stubbornly, “‘the number on that ball was eleven.” She inveigled him, late in the afternoon, into a drive in the Zenith. No one else was with them, and he silently watched her manipulate the car. Ona long open stretch of road she deliberately slowed down, and he prepared himself for the reception of what he saw must follow. “T am going to say something that I am afraid will annoy you and mother dread- fully,” she commenced frankly. “Indeed, father, I was furious at myself, and I put off facing it as long as possible. But it was stronger than all my prejudices; it was no good struggling. Aubrey wants to marry me ig “Aubrey!” he interrupted her incredu- lously. “I could see that he was struck by you, with that poetry and so forth. But I never guessed in three or four days. I thought you were going to tell me about | an entirely different man!” “Of course,” she went on, “if it only that, it wouldn’t necessarily be portant. But there is more. I think—no, I know, that I love him. It isn’t just on account of the way he can talk, but because of a beautiful quality of life in him—of such | life, father! I know I'll have a dreadful time with his neckties, and he’s full of the maddest plans, to walk to the moon, I | believe; but I can't Fern *y “You marry were im- him, Nellie,” J. Elijah Mimm declared heatedly. “Don’t you mind what anyone says. I've got two and a half million dollars banked, and I'll stand behind you.” December 1, 1917 “Tt isn’t the money,” she said, her eyes filling with tears. “That’s why,” he replied briefly. “But it won't injure you later. Poetry doesn’t pay much, and I notice Aubrey is handy for the big part of the meals. You turn round and drive back to the inn.” Melina was dressing, and Elijah led Eleanor through his room to the closed door. He knocked, and Mel appeared in the flowing blue and gold “I just wanted to say,” “that Nellie here is going to marry Aubrey Bishoff. It’s going to happen soon, and I guess it ought to be in our house, North.” He turned away, back as he had come to the corridor, and proce eded downstairs. The hall was empty in the preparation for dinner, and he was moving aimlessly toward the portico when a clerk halted him with mail carried farther south by mistake and returned. There was a letter addressed to him, with a French stamp. Jason! He was conscious of a sudden blurring of his vision. The paper was so thin that his fumbling hands had difficulty in opening it **My dear Father,” confound that glare “Here I am with much to say that I don’t know where to begin. Anyhow, it’s splendid, except the boys we bring in to the field hospital. If we stopped to think of them it would be awful, but we are too busy. The shelling is fierce, but you even forget that. We are sleep ing in an old barn, and the bugs are bad as possible. I have just come in from a run to a poste we call Berlin, because it’s only two hundred yards from the German tre A three- eighty broke right in the road in front of me and I ran into the blamed hole and gave my load some jolt. It fixed a front wheel and I was half an hour getting starte again. The woodwork of the car was s and filled with holes, and one of the bles killed. It was just as well, because one and an arm were shot off and his face half gone. Anyhow, I got the old more or less back ms Elijah gr rasped the and |} through the office; he stumbled stair and entered Melina’s from the corridor. She window, her back toward him, but turned as he half ran toward her. Her face was stained with tears. “Jason!”’ he cried, waving the Suddenly he felt weak, and crumpled on to a chair. “He is right in it,”’ he said, “ ing the wounded. The wheel was hit, Jason had to fix it. Think of bigger than fear, above the rest of us, re sponsible, and—and is “IT wish we had him here,” “So do I,” he replied simply A flood oi crying over his ' countenance. She sank on him with her head bowed on |} He drew her closer, smoothing For the first time he saw that it was streaked with gray. “So do I, Mel; over, but his face he pronounced, so ncnes leg was boat letter urried up the directly it the room was standing she sheets sav- Jason, swept her knees is thin her hair so do I,”’ he said over was bright. and THE Goin Lr THE presence of George Doran, yublisher, one negro hall boy in a New York apartment house was describing, for the benefit of a second hall boy, the duct of a third hall who had beer chased round the Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Monument, on Riverside Drive, by a irate colored woman, armed with a knife It developed that, after circling the pik several times, the fugitive had outdis- tanced his pursuer and made un- scathed, across the parkway. “He muster run kinder mer nted the audience of one ‘Fast?” repeated the teller of the tal “Huh! Dat nigger run round dat monu- ment so fast he th’owed dirt in his own vest pocket!” END S Om hy) 2e the con- , boy, ns oli,

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that her parents would never give their con- she took the hand I held out to sent, as things were. Considering that they clasped it to her bosom. “Neil! M iA do exactly what she commands them and she murmured in a voice of the have no more will of their own, so far as tenderness. ‘ she is concer? ed, than two stuffed dolls, I naturally draw the only deduction possible. Though my vanity received a jar, I must admit I was pleased. But I ask myself how

she can reconcile her conduct—her no- ing and surging of nameless emotions ‘ cent profligacy, so to speak—with this cool, exasperation—such horror—at the ve calm decision, which in the circumstance’ effort of mine could tear away, that n can only be called cold-blooded. She kisses sensations were more those of a drow me as much as ever, caresses me and liesin’ man, hopelessly engulfed, who : ‘ my arms; yet as soon as my i temporary local cele brity Is past I believe she is capa- an old hat. My wonderful psychologist is showing every sign of falling in love with her, and I am constrained to say that Stella is not above encouraging him by all her infantile charms and graces. I laughing sardonically, and I am just a shade jealous, though my esteem for the dear fellow re- mains undiminished. We have grown to be close friends; we are | z and Neil to each other now. I appreciate that he is a very brilliant and learned man, wit verse tendency to be lit pretend to be less than he is I tel him, apropos of Stella, that his donkey is bigger than mine, and ask him what he can see in ble of throwing me aside li

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I was miserably embarrassed, but not ir | the way I had been on first meeting St« There was within me such a turm recollections striving to return; su pierce with his eyes the wet and pitile firmament above him. **] must have loved you dearly,” | She dropped my har a hy were observed; but, for the moment least, the highway was ours

“And I loved you, Ne il.” she answe red,

in a voice so low that it was ha ve whisper. “Oh, loved as I loved you! When were bringing you back I knew I ought t get away —ought to escape; to stay here break my heart into little pie« could I do but stay ? I couk 1 could be near you aly to see you pe

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" Compa re lhe W ” ake These [wo this kissable little poseuse, whose faultless I have dressed for you oh, the woma ( profile always contrives to maneuver itself it, Neil!—just that you might see me a into the correct light At this he looks that I must look my best lay © ry. f foolish, giggles, and manages to change the have said to myself: ‘Perhaps I shall s L - l d e _ { N — subject. him to-day!’ And then my he 4 X : Perhaps it is not ve ry mn norable for me givea leap « ) to discuss Stella with him; but, after all, “IT don’t understand,” I said. “* Could: , he is a sort of second self to me iit was you have come— like anybody else Apply them both to typew riters. And vou an implicit part of our understanding that I She winced and turned away will always choose and use the **‘ROYAL” should conceal nothing from him An al- to hide the pain I had unwittingly caus« ° most incredible frankness has resulted, the her. i. ° bs a physician persisting enough in our friend- ‘You must remember that I dor l est if first for efiiciencv— ship to make such confidences possible. anything ”" | went on in cruel perplex an » . = . He even digs, with my permission, into trying to retrieve myself * Recog the v R¢ \ \ L v1ves a Deller gua ity of press work, vy bygone correspondence; riggles over ou c a , (ss -* - t uttered a little cry and stopped her car. “‘What mis‘ ortune is irreparable if a ” Life Ine. Bide - sringheld, M ; . Bids Words came to me out of nowhere. we have found each other? Dear lost Johnstown, Pa. Title Trust & Guaranty Bidg I rt i “I am Lieutenant Neil McBeth,” I of mine, be brave; have courage! N : “me lich Lt Wee . uth , U a, N. y M B . , blurted out. I seem to know you. If matter what the obstacles are, our fate | ey ber ghee 5 West 2nd St Soseshe 6 Ener Mi if | am taking a terrible liberty in accost- in our own hands—our happines Los Angeles, Cal. 524 So. Spring St Wor ”)M ing you like this, I beg you to be indulgent own hands.” ; ” kK 445 W. Jefferson St Y we . Hidg toward - **But it was all my fault,”’ she murmured so a Sales Ox » Reason “Of course you know me, Neil!” she interrupted, her voice trembling and her face turning very pale. Then, stood staring at each other in speechiess agitation, as Wwe in an agony of contrition. “It w sent you away; it is 1 who am to blame everything. If the past ever came r you would—hate me!

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\ pre DYOUR IDEA } Richard Washington, New York we at Lawyer, 33 Owen Bidg Woolworth Bidg THE SATURDAY “Tf there is anything to forgive it is for- given,”’ I said. “If you can love me that is all I shall ask of heaven or earth.’ “Oh, it is all so impossible!”’ she ex- claimed helplessly. ‘1 don’t know what to do. Neil, Neil, you are killing me—I feel as though little knives were going right through me. I am taking advantage of your—affliction. Yes, you must try to hate me; I deserve it. Any happiness you and I might have had I threw away, and you must punish me, Neil—punish me and hate me as much as I hate myself.” She would have continued, but the hum of an approaching motor checked the un- said words, “Go! Go!” she cried, pushing me away with her hands, “It would never do for us to be seen here together!” And with that her little car began to move, and I was left standing in the road the most bewildered, heartsick and utterly abandoned creature in the whole world. What is it that makes me keep my secret from Doctor Meli? To doso is nothing less | than treachery to my plighted word, and verges on the dishonorable; for, as I said previously, it was understood between us that I was to tell him everything. Yet I hug my secret to myself as though it were a stolen jewel. I know this is stupid of me too—in my own interest—-for who would help me more willingly than this kindly fellow? Possibly my brain is more disordered than I think, for I am aware that my conduct is irrational, indefensible. But, nevertheless, I shrink, with an invincible repugnance, from confiding the tale of my adventure to him. It is too sacred; com- ment would profane it; I cannot allow my unknown love to become the victim of his giggling questions and searching, cynical analysis. I am also alive to the fact that he has, in a way, taken sides with Stella. This perhaps is the real explanation of my back- wardness. I could wish that he were not so diabol- ically clever. His sharp, penetrating gaze immediately found something amiss in spite of my effort to appear unconcerned. There was surprise and suspicion in his intent face. **What has happened to you?” he asked. What’s been disturbing you, old boy?” “Oh, I was just thinking, doctor.” “Well?” “About Stella,” I said, lying shamelessly. “T am re alizing more and more the awful box | am in with Stella. Here we are en- gaged, and I do not like her at all. What on earth am I to do? The highly trained psychologist fell plump into my trap; any suspicion he might have felt disappeared at once; his look showed how credulously he had re- ceived my explanation. “You are making a lot of trouble about nothing,”” he remarked, “and I must beg you to dismiss the whole subject from your mind. Stella is the dearest little creature; and I will answer for it that when you get well you will love her with all your heart, and will be shocked that you ever doubted Neil, such reversed emotions are the commonplaces of medicine; every physician has to deal with them from time to time. The plus becomes blurred, so to speak, and the silly, mind screams out ‘Minus! like a scalped Indian. ‘Women hate their children; wives hate their husbands; husbands hate their wives—everything becomes reversed, you see. The fellow with the cracked skull can- not tolerate the sight of his devoted old mother, and so on. That is somewhat your position evidently in regard to Stella, though less pronounced, of course; but correspondingly more insidious for that reason. You must simply accept my most positive assurance that you do care for her, and not allow a temporary hallucination to play havoe with your future happiness.” 1 acquiesced dutifully, giad to get the crisis over at any price. There was no hypocrisy I was not capable of, so long as I might preserve my secret. It was devour- ing me. I could think of nothing but my unknown, nameless love. I was in a fever of surmise, uncertainty and elation. What had been our past together? Again and again | asked myself that, trying to pierce the mist in an agony of unavailing effort. What had we been to each other in the past? I shut my eyes to revive again the im- pression of that divine distress—to hear again that moving voice. Could it be that she was married? An intolerable anguish subconscious Minus!’ EVENING POST overwhelmed me at the thought. Yet it was a likely enough explanation. Indeed, was it not the only explanation of that ever- deepening mystery? I was reminded of her uneasiness; of how she had said we must not be seen together. Married! If this was what I had come back to I had, perhaps, better have died in France. To-day I tried to draw out Eddie. “T wish you could tell me some things I cannot ask anybody else,”’ I said. “Sure!” he replied in his confident, breezy way. ‘‘ What do you want to know, old top?” “All about my former sweethearts,” I went on. “There must have been others before Stella. Tell me all about them.” He looked extremeiy uncomfortable and his eyes fell. “You were away mured; ‘‘and then, so much,” he mur- of course, your being older, and all that ” He stopped un- decidedly, looking guiltier than ever. really hardly know what girls you did go with,” he added. “How long was I engaged to Stella be- fore I went to France?” “Only a few weeks, Neil—though it’s no good asking me much about it; I was away at ce ollege. “Was there any talk about it engagement, I mean?” ‘Oh, of course everybody was interested, and all that—-naturally.” ‘*I mean gossip, Eddie—scandal?”’ He started, and then answered, in a sullen kind of way, that of course there wasn’t. What had put such an idiotic idea into my head? I believe hes he spoke about the said nut; an extraordinary language. Then he pre- tended to laugh, saying he had not the faintest idea of what I was talking about. * For goodness’ sake, Eddie, be frank with me!” I exclaimed, growing very impatient. “TI want to know whether any other wom- an’s name was coupled with mine. Was there any gossip of another woman? I sup- pose you think it considerate to dodge the question; but it isn’t considerate at all it is cruel and unkind to the last degree. There are reasons why I must know the truth—have to know the truth.” Poor Eddie! I should have felt sorry for him. He looked so worried, so frightened, as he squirmed in his chair and made a pretense of lighting his | Through | pipe, which was already burning. puffs of smoke he blurted out: wasn't any gossip; woman; “There there wasn’t any other it was all as ordinary as hell!” I take a walk every morning and discour- age anyone from ace ompany ing me, Say ing that I am soothed by such solitary rambles. | I always go in the same direction; every walk, indeed, is a repetition of the last. I seek the hill where I met my lady, loiter under the trees, pace up and down—always in the longing hope that she may pass. I cannot understand why does not return. She must know I am wait- ing for her. That little electric could find me fast e nough if the will was there. Why is it lacking? Why am I thus abandoned? Is it a dream that we ever met? Am I waiting and longing for a wraith—a phan- tom—who has no existence? I shiver as I try to reassure myself; try to free myself from this octopus of mis- giving, whose tentacles wind about my heart. A dream! No; I cannot admit it; I will not admit it! The morning sunshine quickly affirms the reality of my memories. I lean against a tree; I reconstruct create the scene. I continue the round of my perplexities like a squirrel revolving in a cage, As I sit here, pen in hand, vehemently articulate within me—the con- viction that I love this woman and that she léves me; and that behind the veil I can- not penetrate there is a story of consuming passion and tenderness. A great emotion permeates me—an emotion of transcendent love—unspeakably precious, unspeakably affecting— that in spite of myself I have to take on trust. Does this sound ridiculous? I flush as I ask myself the question. But of what use would be my journal if it were insincere? I wish I had the courage to confide in Doctor Mell; but I dare not, though ! coquet with the idea, which, if carried out, might relieve me of so much torment. I must here note a strange thing. Before I was afraid of his laughter, of his unsym- pathetic and jeering comment; now-—how (Continued on Page 93) Under other circumstances | unknown | she | as I | I re- I feel the im- possibility of expressing in words what is so | December 1, 1917 Lift Corns out with Fingers A few applications of Freezone loosen corns or calluses so they peel off

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——_ — —_— Continued from Page 90) hard it is to make the avowal!—I tremble, lest in one cold, scornful, scientific sentence he might obliterate my beloved from the living world and prove to me she never existed! That lovely face, already receding into the mist, might then disappear forever, annihilated by this jargon of reflexes and reactions, and leaving me even more deso- late than before. Are such apprehensions grotesque? Is this whole phase some ob- scure menifestation of dementia? Once a man’s mind is impugned, everything he does or thinks is open to his own suspicion. For the first time I appreciate the bitterness of my infirmity; realize, with new percep- tion, what it means to have twenty-nine years of one’s life in the grave. My in- completeness, my isolation, my dependence on others suddenly seem to me appalling! Days pass into weeks, and I suffer from an increasing dejection that I attempt in vain to throw off. My morning walk is now a melancholy routine, from which antici- pation and hope have long since disap- peared; but it saves me for an hour or two from the solicitous faces about me, and from the need of affecting a cheerfulness I am far from feeling My dear sweet mother looks so careworn; the strain is crushing her; her eyes, when they turn on mine, are inexpressibly sad. I take her in my arms; tell her again and again that I am better, and that she must not fret; murmur endearments as I feel against me the quiver of that breaking heart My father, too, wear little in keeping with his ordinary expres- ion, ingrained by time, of an exuberant good nature. Both are unjust enough to hold Doctor iwoet begone air, 8o Mell responsible for the slowness of my recovery. At least, that is how I ir terpret their lessened consideration for him and the reappearance of Doctor Fortner. He has been here twice to examine me again, and } 1s manner induces me believe that his report has not been favorable. o my satisfaction, is leav- ing me more alone. Either she is afraid of me, aS my moodiness an crease, or else her interest in Doctor Mell is wholly engrossing her kitten mind I am Stella, greatl) depression in- amused to see poor Fitz be« oming enmeshed in the net of this headlong little siren: the role fits him badly, and he looks uncouth and ridiculous as the confused object of all this attention. If I re ly cared for Stella I should be madly jealous; but I am so free from any such concern that I look on with cynical indulgence Yet I cannot help being fond of the little whose impetuous kisses and playful, affecti te Ways are t appeal. I know she is shallow, self- centered, and an egoist through and through; but, after all, she contributes the only brightness in this gray, dismal house- hold, and I should be ungrateful to deny it. Poor Stella, I must not give you too mean a place in this journal; in fairness you I must confess you have solaced some Oo +} miserable hours, which otherwise wot have been passed in | And if you cannot bring yourself to marry this broken relic of a man. God forbid that I should blame you 1opeless despondency. It is sixteen days since I wrote the last passage in my diary; and as I reread it I can scarcely bring myself to believe that 1 am the same man sitting here now and looking back in such wonder at the extraor- dinary succession of events which join that Neil McBeth to this. I return in thought to Montcalm, and to that sunny morning I we all got into-the motor car—my father and mother, Doctor Mell, Stella, Eddie and I—not a li call, and with'a tea besket for a picnid luncheon by the wayside. We were off for Hempstead to see the Prentice aéroplanes. And I am reminded of the cloud that came over my spirits when I learned it was not in reality a pleasure ttle crowded as I re- excursion at all, but was due to Doctor Fortner’s urgent recommendation to get me interested in something. It was Eddie who let the cat out of the bag, and I was foolish enough to be greatly displeased, and showed it by moping in my seat and refusing to join in the gen conversation. It was always disagreeable to me to be thought of as an invalid—as one who needed special care and attention. I said to myself: “The devil take the Prentice a@roplanes!’’-—and screwed up my face into a scowl. rn ra THE SATURDAY EVENING POST But my ill humor did not last lor day was too pleasant and I had too much consideration to persevere in such child- ishness. We ferried across the Nort} River, buffeted the city traffic to the Queens- borough Bridge and, speeding across it, were soon in the beautiful and spacious country beyond. As we swept over the vast Hempstead plain, and began to see and hear whirring specks dotting the sky, I felt a strange thrill; shivers ran up and down n spine; cut wires of my brain seemed suddenly to vibrate with incoherent mes- sages. I was thankful to have my agitation pass unnoticed as fingers pointed and eage voices broke out into exclamations We descended at some galvaniz buildings opposite the entrance to ¢ inclosure, walled in like indeed, it ad been, in pre-aviation Gays; and my father, with flying coat tails and voluble affability, scurried about, looking for Mr. Prenti« t € tice Was absent ent young men in leather costumes, other indifferent young men in incredibly short trousers and bulldog toes—who seemed to regard our presence in the light of an affliction were of oner tice was absent Finall my father routed out a somewhat bent and sickly cing, and wit! an air of benignant authori who was ad dressed as Mr. Satterlee. Mr. Satterlee, in a low, patient voice, as of one who had long ago learned the t lessness of wasting brain matter on trifles, said he was afraid it was quite impos i to admit us without a card from Mr. Pret tice. My father pleaded, expostulated, fumed. Mr. Prentice had personal); vited n—had urged him to come. How ly displeased Mr. Prentice would he heard that Mr. Satterlee, conserving gray matter waited wearily and patiently for my to talk himself out of pe ated, in the same de} recatory tone, that breath, and then re he was afraid it was quite impossible to ad mit us without a card fron But he ¢ nofarther. His sunken, tired eyes sudder fixed themselves on me “Neil!” he exclair ugh he had seen a ghost; and in another moment he hurried toward me and his hand was isp ing mine. “] thought you had been hurt ir France,”’ he said with the warmth of a1 old friend, and evidently much affected **Neil—my own blessed boy—come bach to me safe and sound after I had lost all hope!”” Then he added deprecatorily to the others, as though needing to explain the feeling he had shown: “He's my boy, you know; I taught and trained him; we were chums together when aviatior was all fishing poles and knotted string! The situation, which to me wi is extreme trying, was cut short by my father, w! interrupted our conversation by pertina ciously again asking to be admitted to the inclosure. In some obscure sort of way —or by divi ion—I found I ought to addre Mr. Satterlee as Jake; he acceded to our request as a matter of course and, with his arm through mine, led the way Inside the inclosure a most animated ght met our eye Some thirty or f huge biplanes were drawn up in a row «} numbered with staring figures, with here and there a roticeabl where one had flown away and was alr in the air above our heads. Clustered t ma of thon on the ground were little grou foreign officers in unfamiliar oddly shaped caps were much in evidence experts passing on the machines before the could be accepted by the French and Ital ian Governments. Motors were exploding scurrying hither and thither. Two auto mobiles, lurching and bumping over the ineven turf, raced aescending é disorder, pandemonium. We stuck close to Mr. Satterlee, wi lator disturbed and benignant, led us to one of the nearest machines and, with an air of complete detachment, explained its point while people bustled about us, trod on our } toes, urged us to move back or to move forward, and shouted out deafening order It was ali very bev more so when my father met dering, and became ance, who insisted on introducing us to his friends; and we all had to bow and shake hands, and pretend to talk in the general bedlam. 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I was obsessed by a wild idea, ‘which I knew was incapable of ac- complishment so long as my family and Doctor Mell were near. My heart beat quickly; I was in the throes of a consuming impatience, of a consuming terror. Craftily, insistently, I continued to move Satterlee away. I called him Jake; I affected to recall our old times together; with a cun- ning that seemed to savor of what I had heard of madmen, I exerted every straining faculty to please and flatter him. “T want to go up!” I exclaimed at last, gasping out the words from my choking throat. “‘Jake, you must give me a chance to go up.” I was astonished at his ready acquies- cence. I had been so long controlled that it seemed almost incredible to be treated as a normal human being. In the most matter- of-fact way he suggested I should take the observer’s seat in one of the military bi- planes. “No, no!" I expostulated in great ex- citement. “‘I want to go up alone. I would not enjoy it if I did not go up alone. I feel that if I could once spread my wings in that stupendous solitude every care and misery would drop from me, and I should be puri- fied, changed—exalted! I want to bathe my soul in the starry ether and look down on this sad old world and laugh, Jake laugh, in glorious freedom!” I regretted my impulsiveness as soon as the words were out of my mouth; but for- tunately Satterlee thought I was joking. His shy smile and murmur of utnevenn comment alike proved it. Much relieved, I repeated my request in less inflated lan- guage but even more insistently. An iy old boat will do, Jake,” I said, in a vernacular that somehow came back to me. “I suppose I shall have to give you my little Nieuport,’’ he remarked, in the tone of a man offering you his favorite horse and just a little conscious of the wrench it cost him to do so. “I have never allowed any- body to touch her but myself; but she is yours, Neil, and you can take her, and welcome.” On accepting his offer with unaffected enthusiasm I was disturbed to learn that the Nieuport was near the entrance to the inclosure, and that we could not return without every probability of meeting my family on the way. As we were debating the matter in no little anxiety—for I frankly confessed they would deter me if they could—a passing automobile solved our problem. Jake hailed it; we both got in; and a minute later we were standing beside the diminu tive Mieupert, drawn up in front of its hangar, facing the wind. Compared with the giant Prentices, it was a pygmy of a thing—a frail and tiny toy; and, for the first time, the crazy haz- ard of my undertaking began to come over me. There was, indeed, a sudden, silent battle in my brain; reason and madness seemed struggling for the mastery; my head reeled; but my uncontrollable wish to fly, even though I should be dashed to death a moment afterward, swept aside every protesting thought. I hastily put on the cap, goggles and leather costume Jake brought out to me, and, trembling violently, took my seat. The controls meant nothing to me; the wheel that I could move so oddly backward and forward had no significance whatever; yet here I was, irretrievably seated, irretriev- ably committed, trusting my life to instinc- tive reflexes that perhaps no longer existed. How can I describe the mingled terror and exultation that possessed me! My crack- brained joy; the horrible creeping of my flesh; the elation, the suspense, the horror f that palpitating instant while there was yet time for me to draw back! Jake turned over the propeller; there was a roar in my ears, a tempest of wind in mv face. I kad a vision of Doctor Mell running to- ward me, frantically waving his arms; of my father, mother, Eddie, Stella—all fol- lowing, with looks and gestures of conster- nation. I touched the throttle, the spark advance; settled myself firmly in the chair; and with a strange sureness sped along the ground and leaped into the air. The illusion was of everything swiftly sinking below me; the gesticulating figures diminished; the plain took on a maplike aspect. I was uation in steep spirals and so sharply that I seemed to be sitting sidewise on the machine. Apprehension, dread, horror—all were lost in wild ecstasy. I shouted; I sang; the fulfillment of my desire intoxicated me almost to delirium. December 1, 19/7 The earth receded more and more; the gauge showed six thousand—seven thou- sand feet; the huddled pinnacles of Lower Manhattan sprang over the horizon; the Statue of Liberty; the wide and silvery Sound. Seven thousand — eight thousand nine thousand feet! I was above the clouds and solitary in the sublime firmament. How fleecy-soft end beautiful they looked those far-down clouds, blotting out the earth with their exquisite white convolu- tions! Ten thousand—-eleven thousand twelve thousand feet! The altitude was affecting my breath; my heart beat pain- fully, yet the demon of unrest drove me higher, ever higher. I had but that one consuming thought to rise, rise, The motor thundered; the back blast of the propeller tore past me with hurricane force. Fourteen thousand fifteen thousand feet! I was distressed, but exultant—madly, fiercely exultant, as though somehow I was achieving thing—as though still above, but closer, was the mysterious finality reach or die. Then—but how can I put such an as- tounding thing into words? Then I awoke! Awoke like a sleepy man in bed, his eyes, looks — and dimly where he is and who he is; who, in derment, gradually gains a sense of the continuity of his ego, and knows that it has been momentarily interrupted. Yes, awoke! I awoke at nearly nineteen thou- sand feet, and as sleepily and slowly have just described. -I was myself! though it may sound incredible, I was not particularly surprised. There was none of the shock or joy that might have been ex- pected. Onthecontrary, my first coheret ag t was of my dead comrades of the E drille—of Pettigrew, the laugh i ing and de b- cnalr; of Pike, whose simplici l covered the kindest and most intrepid heart in France; of Metcalf, with his Yankee draw] and innumerable marraines, a veritable d’Artagnan of the air Then, in scattered, vivid pictures, my whole past came back to me, and with it the bitterness and heartbreak of my aliena- tion from Helen Stoddard— Helen, who had stopped in the little electric that day to kiss me forgiveness I turned off my engine plane downward in long, What a fool I had been dard! It was inconceivable what a fool what a jealous, idiotic ass—I had been about Helen Stoddard! One of the beauties of Montcalm, she had gone on the stage, and had soon gained for herself a « onspicu- ous place. She was often called the most beautiful woman in America; but this de- scription, flattering though it was, ignored what were even dearer to me— her charm, her archness, her tender, winning ways How natural it was that [ should fall so desperately in love with her! All the young men in New York were in love with the adorable Helen Stoddard. The amazing thing was that she should have fallen in love with me, tainly not rich or particularly good-looking one, indeed, who was very far down in the ranks of her admirers. But she did, nevertheless, after a courtship that swept me past every obstacle with an ardor that was irresistible. She even wished to give up the stage for my sake-—-was eager to give it up; our love could not brook two separated lives. And, though my parents were dismayed at my marrying an and though hers condemned both her de- cision and her ¢ youth and love could not be deterred by what seemed to us such stupid objections. At the time of our engagement she was playing out the last six weeks of her New York season with Robert Merwyn, in Fine Feathers, at the Criterion. Suddenly, of a clear sky, there fell a thunderbolt of scandal. Robert Merwyn was sued for di- vorce; and, together with two others, Helen was named in the papers as a core- spondent. There was not a vestige of truth in the charge; never for an instant had I the faintest doubt of that; I was unswerv- ing in my loyalty and trust, regarding Helen as the victim of a conscienceless, vindictive woman, and of laws that permit such out- rages on the innocent. One needs no evi- dence to support such slanders. Any wife ean walk into any court and thus defame any woman with impunity—and charge the bill to her husband! My feelings may be imagined. Nothing would satisfy me but that Helen should (Continued on Page 97 rise! some- ever I must who opens realizes bewil- as | And, and began to gentle gradients about Helen Stod- who Was cer- actress, hoice » out

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——— —— Continued from Page 94 immediately leave the company. She de- murred; she said it was impossible; said that she liked Robert Merwyn, who had always treated her extremely well; and that she could not be so unjust as to punis h him for the fault of another Superbly conscious of her innocence and disdainful of used to break the run of the piece when it was playing to crowded houses and so close to the end that had been set for it. I felt, rightly or wrongly, placing herself in a dreadfully compromising position; I pleaded, urg I had always detested r stage business with the star, and it w: as doubly intolera to me now to see her, night after night, sroadway chatter, she } t e was da, argued in vain; his arms. Incensed beyond measure— be- side myself—I told her, like a maniac, to choose between us: to choose between Merwyn and myself. In that paroxysm of passion I said things I = i not mean, and as- uredly did not believe, eager only, in bitter perversity, to stab her to the heart. When I left her dressing room all was over be- tween us That was how I became entangled with Stella Lessinger, a sil little doll who was not worthy to tie Helen’s shoes; met her halfway, involving myself in a headlong flirtation through pique and smarting van ity went into it, like the broken-hearted fool | was, only to come to my senses when I found myself engaged How I hated Stelia Lessinger the minute afterward! How I hated irrevocably bound, I went away and cried ] ' i despised myself! Once likeachild. I feel the uselessness of palliat ing this foll of attempting to excuse it It cannot be palliated or excused. It i enough to say | became engaged to Stella, and then, having burned my ships, and in a misery of reaction, looked desperately about for some means of escape at was what nally decided me to go to Franc I would not a cowardly suicide, but heroically and with honor in a noble cause I loved France; I had spent much of my boyhood there; her mar- on n was mine Yes: oh yeten mre go | applaud myself. It was certainly a rabie posi 1 myself wit! respect de of the cast off f n bu in eve ame of Mer- eadiines, and by Baby’s Retracts Charges and Sensational C Withdrawals bate the matter I re ting wit?! Helen and lost PSS Her voice er sul- ich of her lips on my t all the ication of ilove nothing could alter t cones ible t I could re duty ation ny- ance tonement: it had not been ul id failed tc find a grave under the sod of Frar ec; ] had sacrif ced n elf once and not igr bly, but no, no!—I could not do it twice Helen was mine and I was hers, and nothing in the world should keep us apart. I would go t ner and implore her compassion She could not repel me; it was not in her to repel me; it was too moving a situation for me away, humbled and broken These must seem strange thoughts fora man perched three mile or so above the surface of the earth; singular preoccupa- tior eed, to engross fir » completely n his d olitude that else was for gotter Stella or Hele { Conventior the social la the pre dictates of his s ving he incline the bow of I end of thi: magic car} floated in the azure—a wheel let him I gave no more tha! to this last choice, for tl THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 97 His Gift m Make it practical. Hi throw away in France now seem nitely precious to me. Nor did 1 ponder the first alternative with the that I should follow it retty, little Stella would bestow her trivial af ee elsew here, th« ugh there might be an intervening period of a ite hur l tion and distress. It was to He to Helen that my thoughts retu ed with passionate insistence. I was mad to see would prefer it, and the spirit her; mad to learn my fate. My faltering of war time is toward needful at har fact, . jiat things. Socks will p/ease him— pleading for his life—and it was for my life, that’s something a man is al- in all truth—these were the urgings of my ways out of”. Send him bursting heart. I inclined my planes and slid downward | \ Handsome Iron Clads = ae oa —— the sky, d ina Holiday Box ol my desce ustiing In my i the wires shrilly singing their me $1.00—Three pair ainah mercerized, beautiful piaint I « jarted through m . bos sulk-like texture clouds and saw once more, spre $] .00—Two pair wool; fine quality, soft texture. me, the vast floor where “tua 1 pair black; | pair Oxford. $1. 507 Eh pair black— pure thread silk Full foot reinforcement—very durable ple led their lives. Instinctively across the two great waterways that | Manhattan, on either side, search Montcalm, where at that ve ry mom haps Helen was seated in her house, and thinking, maybe, fool who had loved her so well ar her so ill Until that moment I h:z plan than to return to my han a landing worthy of an eyes sought Montcalm, th positively at that immense struck by a sudden and overpowering in _ "Cled” on socks means “quality” to the man who getsthem. If there'snolron Clad dealer near you, tell us assortment and size wanted. (Remit in money, P. O. order or stamps.) Order today. We" ‘ll send package postpaid. Cooper, Wells & Co., 212 Vine Street, St. Joseph, Mich. puise. Why should I not make my landing ther re, the re in the garden of that trim and pretty house, and pay the most astonish- f ] ? ing Of caus The fantasy of it, the drama of it, de ghted me —— ressibly. I should make my appearance not tam ly, in ordinary clothes, with cane and gloves, but as wind blown as an eagle, in the picturesque ar mor of modern chivalry, dropping from the x sky on my airy charger. But what if she were not there to greet me? There would be but the remotest chance that I should lind her. Well, I} ad to take the risk of not finding Pea.u.5 aT. Orr her, of course; ake the risk of an antic] max that mi ght verge on the ridiculous ar raged gardener; a protesting house ° : Dien maid; a butler, full of reproach and indig- | [RRR taut 13 ' nation! I laughed aloud at these successivé R V f pictures of humi . l me extraordin: , G. Rand h, 922 Hearst Bidg., San! sco, Ca % . " do it, whatever We will give you telle = saa os twenty-five or thirty ! | for every soldering 2 $ — . yPratay 4 . be of : ee ee a most suggestion we accept The Knight of the sky haled an inspirit ing breath and started his engine, its shat tering detonations stirring } with a wild zest Love, life and youth this was the song of the whirlwind! This was the song , ' neve! And t} DWARDS MANUF of the onrushing Nieupo A the ! The MW. Dunton Co., Providence, KR. 1, f THE Eowal METAL LOCKERS y tor s aving o1 s s ted . nn Sey: Seno Se Sat, CEUNC 341-391 EGGLESTON AVE. that he was part of this beautiful world | Ay 2IALAS | , . ~ “> » I kept high, knowing the regulatior 7 - ty against flying over cities. The air was per fect; still and uniform, without holes, a é¢ amera. we call them those invisible wells those \ vasses that are 20 | 4 rChristmas dangerous to the unwary and always r he Sienna even to an expert Yes: perfect j W. air, a faultlessly humming mote of those disturbing white puffs that had Ags P 10 Days’ Free Trial Pla seemed for so long an inseparable a paniment of flying— bursting shrapnel from specklike Germans, running to and fro be treacherous unseen ¢ a 4 Send for the Camera )¥ Gift Book v4 low one, like malignant ants I flew over the East River; crossed New York at the Williamsburg Bridge; passe over the busy Hudson; and, BASS AMERA exhilaration, set my swift « for the smoke of Newark. It was my home-coming—my real home coming; the other had been a miserablk a Sapo My mind was unimpaired, restored; life tingled i in every vein; Helen awaited me An unreasoni and SENSIBLE GIFT g happiness pos essed me an unreasoning conviction that all my n S. 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THE SATURDAY | who has known it only on the ground. Vol- planing slowly I sought for Helen’s house, but I could detect it nowhere in the maze of roofs and gardens. Here was an anticlimax I had not dreamed of—failure to discern my port! Ah, with what thankfulness I at last recog- nized a small stone church! And with what trepidation and excitement did I con- | vince myself that a certain roof and a cer- tain tiny oblong of green comprised the haven I was seeking! But I had forgotten those abominable elms lining Lowell Street; an aviator would chose shrapnel at any time in preference to a row of elms. There was death or maiming in every spreading branch of them, and I foresaw a dangerous and ticklish landing in a very cramped spot. In reality it was the most foolhardy de- scent I had ever attempted —the most reck- less and inexcusable; even my seasoned heart quaked in my breast as I skimmed the treetops and slanted sheerly toward the lawn below. But my skill did not for- sake me as I fell with a sickening loss of control; and I righted myself by a miracle just as the Nieuport seemed about to strike her nose in the earth and topple backward | over me. Instead, with a violent bump, | and an instant of murderous indecision, she settled herself on her wheels, ran a few yards, and stopped. I rose from my seat, pulled off my gog- gles, and, with something of the incredibil- fty of a dream, beheld Helen emerging from the house— Helen, pale, lovely and startled, and so trembling and overcome that my infolding arms were almost more of a sup- port than an embrace. She laughed and cried on my shoulder; she kissed me again and again in an incoher- ence of joy; we met, we spoke, as reunited lovers— brokenly, laughingly, with the tears running down our faces. Then we went into the house; into the long low sitting room I remembered so well, and which mercifully we had to ourselves. And there I laid her on a couch and, kneel- ing beside her, tried to soothe her while gaining her attention for my impetuous plans. Indeed, we had scarcely a moment to spare if these were to be carried out; and the delight of our meeting was oddly inter- mingled with the most pressing and prac- tical of considerations. But the murmurs of lovers have no place in even the most intimate of journals. The heart alone should record them and keep their memory inviolate... It is enough to say that Helen yielded to me in everything; she was mine to do with as I liked; in smil- ing, delicious submission she abandoned all will of her own. Her only concern was that I should not take her away without the inordinate amount of clothes women deem necessary tothesimplest enterprise; though I must not call ours by such a name. Looking back, I am astonished at my audacity. I had to pack some of my own belongings; arrange to have Helen’s maid follow us with two trunks and several hat- boxes; get money; get a marriage license; get married; and be off to New York with my bride before my family could motor home from Hempstead! Such was my plan, and one not unworthy of an Ace of the Escadrille; and I am proud to say I achieved it, in spite of obstacle after ob- stacle that rose in my path like lions. We must have left for New York just as the others were descending from their car to find my scribbled message, and to listen to a story that was stirring Montcalm to its depths. It was an unpardonable way to treat my poor family, I admit; but I could see no other that did not involve a meeting with Stella. I was too spent with one emo- tion to tndergo another. I sjmply could not face Stella. Besides, it is a wise y me man who takes his l dy love at her word and carries her off before she can change he r mind. Thus I fled like young Lochinvar; and from New York, after a few hours at the Broughton, I fled again, with the two trunks, hatboxes and maid—who had followed us in a hired motor—and my beautiful laughing lady, who would suddenly begin to cry in the EVENING POST most unaccountable manner, and demand to be comforted because I had so nearly died in France for her sweet sake. In the train north who should I run into but my old acquaintance, Bradley Moore, who insisted, when he learned the circum- stances, yacht, which was awaiting him at Portland. To us it seemed like an invitation dropped from heaven, and we accepted it with the utmost cordiality. I had known Moore for years in merely a club way, and I sus- pect it was more to get Helen than myself that he was so eager and insistent. Lovely tielen Stoddard would give cachet to any party, and Moore received her assent like a patent of nobility. Then, with telegrams about more clothes, the arrangement was gayly completed, and Moore returned to his other guests to brag of his dazzling acquisition. But I must not seem to disparage this dear good fellow, who made our honeymoon on the Talla- hassee so supremely happy; and who, in those spacious, idle days under his spread- ing canvas, passed from an acquaintance to become the first close friend of our mar- ried life. It was at Newport, seven or eight days later, that we received our first mail. Hel- en’s letters were innumerable; they would have filled a small satchel. For me there were but two telegrams, which I tore open with natural uneasiness. The first was from my parents: “Every prayer and loving wish for you, dearest boy, and for your beautiful bride; and we count the days till we can have you both back with us, and with the dreadful cloud lifted from your brain. For us it is the end of an unspeakable anguish; and, though we long for your return, please do not break your honeymoon short for our sakes, or worry or distress yourself at the inevitable readjustments that may be less painful than you anticipate. “MOTHER AND Dap.” The second ran as follows: “Though any affection for you had long sine e cease “dl, tained only out of womanly consideration for your pitiable affliction, but bitterly wounded — affronted, nevertheless, at your inexcusable conduct, the lady you so heartlessly wronged turned to me for sol- ace, and has graciously consented to join her life to mine. We were married yester- day, and bid you a farewell that I trust shall be eternal. “FitzJAMES MELL.” The Flag is Mentioned N A WEEKLY paper printed by and for colored people in a certain Texas town there appeared not long ago an ad- vertisement that attracted attention among whites and blacks alike. At the top of the column appeared a likeness of the author of the ad, and be- neath his electrotyped picture was the following statement to the public: “T love the flag. James Gre en ter Street. “T love the flag because it is our coun- try’s boast and pride; the flag for which, on land and sea, heroes have bravely died. **Give me your notary-public work. New phone 1125. “TI love it for its stars and stripes, its colors fast and true, that greet us as it fans the breeze; its red, its white, its blue. Give me your divorce cases. Prices are reasonable. I love to lift my hands aloft, whene’er I pass it by, in glad salute that kindles fire within my heart and eye. Give me your cleaning and pressing, your orders fer new skirts, hats, belts, caps, cloaks, and soon. And makes me step with firmer tread, content that I may be a dweller in this glorious land of peace and liberty. Give me your insurance and barber work, in which I will give you first-class service. 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ONES has gone; all honor and luck to him. We gave him a good send-off when he went and he is sure of his job when he comes back. But meanwhile, how can we fill his place? Who will do his work, who will call on his trade, who will sell the goods he sold and hold the business he built? It must be done and done quickly if there is to be any job left for him. Our printer made a suggestion: ‘‘ Don’t hunt for another man. Multiply Jones by a thousand; send every week to all his customers, as strong a sales letter as you can write. Multiply Jones by ten thou- sand, by a hundred thousand, and reach new customers.” Use printed salesmanship, not as a side HAMMERMI Lo = Forrest Bucannon (¢ ompany ST (; . Patterson & Smith Poughkeepsie, §.Y. Geutlesen: Our Mr. Suaper nes -~ we eay it with pride -- has enlisted, and is cow with hie regigent. We are holdin e for hig until he comes back. He used to coil you. hope he will call on you asvin, and while he is for leyalty awey will you let us cali on y to hig and to us? the welue of r « service. Be hove hewse URELL be be ¥Yorre annen Compa: ¥.5./2 issue but as your mainstay. Booklets, circulars—above all, form sales letters in quantities—can and must take the place of the salesmen who have gone to the front. Better records, simpler systems, more practical, accurate methods of accounting can and must fill the gaps left by the men who go from the clerical depart ments of the business To help you buy printing and to help your printer serve you, the Hammermill Paper Company has prepared specialized portfolios containing suggestions and specimens of printing to keep records and sell goods These portfolios cover almost every general class of business. You can se¢ LL PAPER COMPANY, ERIE, PENNSYLVANIA k for th > \\ \\ AT all \ wun Foprnect Bucanon Holding Jones’ om “> “Sen 4 { j ' } how your printing will look on white or : any of the twelve colors of Hammermill 4] Bond, and you can take your choice of a 4 bond, ripple, or linen finish effect. i] Hammermill Bond is the paper to use | } for a sales campaign or an office system. It is efficient in quality though not costly. b=4 It is the most widely used bond in the world because it combines uniformity, standard quality, reasonable price, and is ‘The Utility Business Paper.” ;_ ia Send for our portfolio, ‘‘ Form and Fol- low-Up Letters at Less Cost Mention your business and we will also send the j special portfolio that applies to it Printers should have a complete set of all Hammermill portfolios. They are =) sent without charge i | a a =| ! a se eS ‘* The Utility Business Paper’ =) . e ‘ » q = — == a Ne naan - ’ a7 Y & }} i aa aspananeantas r TIT T T T | ' TT) i} ij nil) H ] i] i} Hi} ii}\ i | WT WT WT HHI Wi i} | ! i! HAMURNUL ULLAL HA iit HAL LUAU tA 1 YU UU HIN | Uh Lit ih ut NW HUH } AOU LODO ee CG Pd i

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100 Equip your Talking Machine or Phonograph with the Actual ouze Stop Gr inding An Ideal Xmas Gift | THE SATURDAY EVENING POST December 1, 1917 )Motrola It Winds any Make—Automatically Pa HE Morrota is a small electric motor which any- one can attach to the outside of their phonograph — in place of the unsightly winding crank—as shown in the picture— without marring the woodwork or altering the mechanism. It is a marvel of convenience and service. Not ~ does it spare you the embarrassing and tiresome task « thinking about it. Phe Morro a starts winding auto- matically when the phonograph requires it—and never forgets. It stops when the spring is wound to the proper tension. This pro- longs the life of the spring and insures perfect tone and time for all selections. The Morrota operates from any ‘winding your phonograph but it relieves you of even lamp socket at an average cost of one cent a month. The Morrota has been on the market for over a year and there are thousands in satisfactory use. Sold by reliable dealers through- out the United States and Canada under a guarantee of absolute satisfaction. ra demonstration or write us for bookiet JONES-MOTROLA, Inc. Home Offices, 29-33 West 35th Street, New York City Chicago, 57 East Jackson Bivd. Pittsburgh, 963 Liberty Avenue Kansas City, 702 Commerce Bldg. San Francisco, Wiley B. Allen Bidg. Harris Bros. Co., Havana, Cuba Partial List of Dealers

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to France. In this respect the American would-be censors are no less humorous than the British censors, who permitted a cable- gram to American newspapers recently to describe the arrival of an American contin- gent at a “British port,”’ and then to speak quite enthusiastically of the cordial greet- ings given to the troops that day “by the mayor of Liverpool.” General Pershing's baggage, consisting of fifty or sixty pieces, went through dozens of baggage cars and thousands of hands before he left for France, with big red tags labeled with the full name of the general, the ship on which he was to sail, the number of the pier and the date of sailing! Instances of stupid suppression are many. Some of them cause a smile, but others bring a frown. Take for instance any of the several departments of the Government that are managing the war for the United States Naturally the Navy Department comes to mind first, for American boys on American warships have been for months and are to-day in the thick of the fight with the submarines. For nearly six months there have been thrilling exploits, encounters with the undersea craft, spectacular and effective use of the depth-bomb and other devices quite weil known to the Germans, who have tasted the naval warfare of the United States and who have reported quite fully thereon to the German Admiralty But not very much has been permitted to come through for the benefit of the folks at home, whose sons are risking their lives To overcome the modesty of naval com- manders American newspapers have offered to send their best writers on the destroyers to see for themselves and to submit to the censor for deletion of naval information stories of the American Navy in action Occasionally among naval officers is some one with a gift of expression who can fill the need of descriptive writing that will hearten not merely the civilian millions but the thousands of recruits, make them eager for the fray and put ginger into the whol organization of the Navy Department it- self. But such cases of naval writing are few and far between, and the Navy Depart ment hasn’t encouraged wardroom littéra teurs. Naval officers are too busy as a rule to write, and they must be respectful of the feelings of their superiors should some- thing wrong transpire which might have gone right had there been proper arrange- ments at home. Such things the naval officers wouldn't dare to write Lack of Common Sense Is the food satisfactory? Are the mer happy? Is there anything they need? How do they demean themselves on shore? What recreation for them on leave? What arrangements to keep their families in- formed? Details, many of them, but re- porters on the spot like to treat of just such matters—and no one would call it naval information useful to the enemy. It might, of course, give some comfort to the enemy if naval mistakes are revealed, but a whole lot more discomfort would accrue to the American people if disinterested observers could not fearlessly set in motion the ma- chinery of correction. Common sense is as yet unknown to war censorship, though England has progressed somewhat with three years’ experience. For many months prior to America’s en- trance into the war, military authorities at Washington wrestled with the question and even called newspaper men into their coun- sels. When war came the Government promptly tossed aside all previous plans and asked Congress for a drastic censor- ship law, something that Congress in ap- prehension promptly squelched—at least it thought it did. This last clause is in- serted because when no one appeared to be looking the Administration obtained from Congress in the last days of the session authority for the Post-Office Department to declare nonmailable whatever it con- sidered seditious cr treasonable or, in other words, useful to the enemy—a very broad power. Moreover, express companies, common carriers, news agencies and news- boys were forbidden, under penalty of jail, to handle a single copy of a newspaper or periodical which had been declared non- mailable by the Post-Office Department The measure was intended to apply to foreign-language publications in this coun- try, but it can be construed to cover the THE SATURDAY EVENING POST i0! “NOT FOR PUBLICATION” Continued from Page 13 English-language newspapers as we rt power of the Government to coerce the | is complete if it wants to exercise tha power. The executive branch of the Gov ernment has enough law to intimidate the press, and in time of war intimidation ca be worse than censorship. The latter car be regulatory and helpful, the for confusing and full of harm. Trust ¢g way to suspicion, confidence to uneasiness and apprehension On the outbreak of the war everybo« expected a censorship England and I ra ‘ had one, America must of course be cet sored; only, characteristically enoug! was thought America would handle th« question better, eliminating Europear takes and showing the whole world tl} democracy is able to restrain itself ar wa keep fully abreast of its own polici accomplishments An Ideal Program President Wilson, to his credit must be said, wanted exactly that result. Ever body did. And in selecting George Cre to be chairman of the Committee on Pul lic Information, with the Secretaris State, War and Navy as his colleagues, Mr. Wilson really was sure the whole prot lem could be smoothly adjusted to the satisfaction of the Government and the press. While George Creel has since beet the storm center of criticisn some ot it deserved and some of it undeserved, it car not be denied that if the same Mr. Creel had been able to put into operation the ideas of governmental publicity that he originally proposed newspaper conhdenct in the institution he created would be muc! greater than it is to-day, and the feeling zg would prevail that in six months of war a start had been made toward solving the traditional conflict between « xpression and suppression It’s a sad, sad stor , and hasn't heretofore been told So here George Creel summoned all the news paper men in W ashington one ever g last May. He talked frankly and clearly. He wanted them to have everything that wasn’t military or naval information of value to the enemy, everything about Gov ernment policies that could possibly be obtained for them; stories ol OUr Armies and our fleets; information of the most de tailed character about this Government's negotiations with foreign powers; an end te the excessive secrecy which had in Washington for year and and judicious emphasis on those activities of the Government which had beer sadly ne vie cted theretofore he correspondent ‘Fine!’ they exclaimed, and privately ex pressed their deep sympathy for Mr. Cree] who was to perform the miracle T he chairman of the Committee on Publi Information, however, hadn't been at hi job two weeks when he ran counter to the Department of State, where diplomati negotiations are considered mfidential, and secret diplomacy is defended as being absolutely necessary “upon some « , sions.” Only the Depart me nt was to he the judge of those occasions betore That had been the tradition and custom it our Department of State, and due to the war Secretary Lansing added a few more rules prohibiting his bureau chiefs and sub- ordinates from talking with newspaper men. So Mr. Creel found his theory at the very outset in the very Depa that he had hoped to liberalize and vent late But the Department of State on! smiled. And the newspaper men caught the contagion. They smiled too And re- liance on the Committee on Public Inf mation, from that moment on, began t wane Then came the unfortunate elaboratior of the Fourth of July message abo t experience of the American expeditiona force with German submarines Conf dence in the Committee on Public Informa tion dropped a few more degrees. The newspapers began to take the Creel con mittee less and less seriously What was the effect? George Creel and his Committee on Public Information, though fully supported in private by Presi- dent Wilson, were not given the codpera tion in public which they needed to carry weight and authority. Mr. Wilson himself didn’t help Mr. Creel by any public ex pression of confidence , and asa consequence $1000.00 for Another Man Like This His name is Earl W. Adams. He lives in Maryland. He earns as much money in a single week as most people earn in a full month. His profits this week will exceed $100.00. And he keeps it up week after week. If You Want the Money you need to meet il creased expenses for rent, heat, food, cloth ing, everything you can earn it in your spare time in the sam way that Mr. Adams finds so pleasant and so profitable He represents The Saturday Evening Post, The Ladies’ Home Journa and The Country Gentleman in his home town, You can represent th same universally popular periodicals in your town This is the season when everybody ts subscribing for magazin Millions of orders will be placed this month—not only for new a renewal subscriptions, but also for subscriptions as Christmas gifts here couldn't be a better time for you to begin—to make a lot of extra mone Write for details to-day. Tell us you want our cash offer. There’s no obligation to do anything if you don’t want to. But you will. 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He forfeited the second when he lost the first. Mr. Creel, himself a newcomer in Washington, found that the Government did not do business in the open as he had supposed, and the effort at reform was | doomed to failure because a leopard doesn’t change its spots. The Government official cannot be made to see the viewpoint of the press in a day or a month, especially if some one on high doesn’t see it too and pass the word down to subordinates, whether they are by nature bureaucrats, autocrats or democrats. Gradually the Committee on Public In- ' formation became a sort of intermediary for the press. George Creel wisely sur- | rounded himself with men of newspaper experience, but the Government didn’t per- mit these quasi-official persons any more liberty or authority than outsiders. They merely had access to cabinet officers, oe to-day they act as spokesmen for the in- terests of the press instead of as arbiters of Government policy on publicity as they, or some one, should have been in the past | and should be in the future. Signs of Correction The Committee on Public Information has made its mistakes—and there are signs of correction—in giving an official descrip- tion of the news, an official coloring and an official emphasis; things which the Gov- ernment can no more hope to fasten on obvious facts than an expression of lament can excuse extravagant expenditure. The Creel committee has learned by experi- ence—but its effectiveness is affected by an eventful past. Yet the Official Bulletin, much laughed at and derided when first | issued, is actually proving a valuable thing. It is not a newspaper—nor was it intended But in it are printed all the execu- tive orders and Government statements of policy in full. Federal courts accept it as a basis for evidence in interpreting disloyalty Employees of the United Itisa kind of house organ for the Government; in fact, it is to the executive branch of the Gov- ernment what the Congressional Record is to the legislative end. Neither publication has reached a type dress or editorial make- | up suitable to the hundreds of critical newspaper eyes that scan its pages, ridicule it editorially but preserve it carefully as a text on the war; but the prediction is solemnly entered here that the Official Bulletin has come to stay. The only serious menace to its longevity was the ambitious attempt of the Official Bul- letin’s editors while Congress was in session to tell comprehensively what the Senate and House did each day; and the reporter or editor—his identity is not revealed boldly devoted less than a dozen lines to record congressional achievement! There are many worth-while things being done by the Government to inform | the studious part of the American people why the United States entered the war and what its part is in world politics. The school and collegiate generations of to-day will be broadened by it. But the great mass of the people depend on the daily press and the current magazines for in- formation. And no one in the Government has ever taken it upon himself or selected others to analyze the needs of publications of large circulation—to fit the product and | timeliness of it to effective display. So much for the Committee on Infor- mation, with its dingy offices on Jackson Place, where a multitude of very useful activities it must be admitted are carried on, such as the writing and distribution of pamphlets on war issues, campaigns of edu- cation and propaganda in the schools and colleges and thickly populated cities, ar- rangements for patriotic speeches and ral- lies, moving-picture and poster ®xpressions of Government purposes—important things that have to do with making every man and woman in the American republic under- | stand what this war really means to them. But the Committee on Public Informa- | tion is only a small part of the whole mech- | anism of publicity. Every Department of the Government has its own little pub- licity bureau. Originally Mr. Creel tried EVENING POST to codrdinate all. He stationed a repre- sentative of his committee in each of the several Departments. The purpose was to extract news stories from officials who were too busy to sge the many representatives of the press and who couldn’t stop as a rule to write stories of their own activities but who could approve such stories as were pre- pared by the personal combination of news- paper writer and Government employee furnished by the Committee on Public In- formation. The scheme failed, not so much because each department desired to get printed some of the driest and most unin- teresting stuff, of no use to newspapers or the great body of their readers, as because, when something very vital and important was issued, the canned version was open to the suspicion of Administration flavor. Original research alone disarms suspicion and makes the news writer feel that he is getting the truth. He loathes prepared stories, especially those which obviously will not furnish the basis for an adverse criticism—and no one suspects to-day or has suspected in the past that everything this Administration or its predecessors do or have done is above criticism! There is on the other hand such a thing as natural and spontaneous publicity. In this Joseph Patrick Tumuliy, private sec- retary to the President of the United States, surpasses them all. He rarely asks any- body to print anything. He frequently asks them not to. He never stretches a point to emphasize or overemphasize. He is a past master in the psychological, and as intuitive politically as ever a politician who has performed in executive quarters. He has but to wink his eye, wrinkle his forehead or smile as he sketches a situation after a conference with the President, and the scribes forthwith represent Mr. Wil- son’s point of view exactly as the aforesaid Mr. Tumulty thinks it wise that it should be represented. Over in the Department of State Philip Patchin, experienced as an American corre- spondent in foreign fields, and Hugh Gibson, former secretary of the American legation at Brussels, stand at the right hand of Sec- retary Lansing and issue the briefest and yet the most sensational of news. There is no comment, nolong-drawn-out story carefully prepared in advance and pointing out what a dastardly thing it was for the Swedish le- gation. in Argentina to lend itself to German duplicity. There is merely given out the text of a message and the signature of the sender. The correspondents can draw their own conclusions—and so can the people. The Suppression of News As for the suppression of news, it is not disconnected from the spy mania. The American Government never having been in the spy business itself, never descended to the depths of trickery and sneaky in- | trigue that the agents of Kulturland have | imported to our shores; our system of de- tection was incomplete when the war broke out and is far from perfect to-day. the other hand there is no thoughtful weigh- ing of military values. News is suppressed because it is annoying for some depart- ment of the Government to have it pub- lished. Frequently it is hardly considered whether the concealment of the news can do more harm in domestic America than it could possibly aid Germany across the sea. The Creel committee has champione «d the interest of the press, often urging Govern- ment officials to make public facts they want withheld. Sometimes neither the press nor the Committee on Public Infor- mation is given the strange reasons that lie in the minds of those officials who think certain kinds of news not only ought to be kept from the newspapers at the source but that the newspapers should be enjoined from using material that comes to them | spontaneously. How shall the American people be kept attuned to the reality of the strife three thousand miles away? Howshall the people, collectively and individually eager as they are to-day to do their part, be kept advised of the progress of the great war machine they themselves have builded? How shall the enthusiasm of the mass be sustained in the stern intermingling of losses and gains | on land and sea—how shall there be kept before their eyes and in their minds the ideals of the great crusade for democracy ? It is a war problem all by itself. less vital than the mobilization of material forces. It is not unrelated to the call for troops and funds. 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i —— Concluded from Page 102) than a stimulation of the moral strength of the nation itself. It is what the Europeans call morale. War, fortunately, isn’t a habit with free peoples, but a grim exception to their rule of life. History records in prolific detail the errors and achievements of every interna- tional upheaval, yet each conflict seems to present to the world a new experience. In principle, however, all wars, ancient and modern, have been, are and always will be the same. This principle is that however the quarrel may have been begun, wherever the responsibility may attach—on mon- arch, king or prince, cabinet or govern- ment—-war is fought by the people and ended by the people. The military party in Germany began the war, but the German people will end it. The great mass of Amer- ican citizens were not themselves attacked by Germany’s submarines, but the whole American nation rises to vindicate the rights transgressed. It is, therefore, written conspicuously in the primer of martial lore that the cause and objects of a people’s war be kept con- stantly before them—so that they may be inspired and ready to make, if necessary, the supreme sacrifice. Americans are by nature unaccustomed to war philosophy. They are untutored in Treitschke and his kind. They have been perennially absorbed in the peaceful pur- suits of trade and industry. Temperamen- tally and spiritually America is not a bit different from England when it comes to changing from peace to war atmosphere. And the same tendencies to forget what brought on the war and to be affected only by the loathsome aspects of its dread pros- ecution are as natural to people on this side of the Atlantic as they have been for folks on the other side. England is meeting this numbness of thought after three years of fighting by a steadfast iteration and reiteration of fundamentals, of the dramatic events that upset the equilibrium of the world in 1914. German air raids and sub- marine atrocities often do the rest. UNITED Continued inventions, and as a result of a change in naval tactics, such as the convoying of ships, the sinkings of large ships began to decrease; and, though the submarine campaign was still considered a menace, the Germans siw that their hopes for a victory by means of the submarines before the fall or winter of this year could not be fulfilled. Among the inventions used to defeat the submarines was a special instrument fas- tened to a ship that enabled the ship's offi- cers to hear a submarine’s approach at a distance of four miles. This invention was a secret until a New York newspaper, about the middle of May, published on its first page certain details. At that time there was no censorship of the press. I do not know whether this publication reached Germany. I do not know how Germany learned of the invention; but the fact re- mains that Germany learned about it and perfected it to such an extent that her latest ubmarines are now equipped with so- called submarine ears, instruments which enable submarines to hear a steamer ap- proach at a distance of five miles. The German invention is said to be so accurate that a submarine can submerge and shoot a torpedo aimed by sound and not by sight. This is given as the explanation for the sinking of one American transport, the tor- pedoing of another and the sinking of other ships in European waters, without the submarine’s showing itself Thus, the creation of submarine ears un- doubtedly gave the Germans en-ourage- ment in their submarine campaign; but it came late in the year, and before it is in extensive use the Allies, or the United States, will probably have an invention that defeats its purpose With this new invention by the Germans, the submarine war remains a menace to the Allies almost as great as it was in February and March of this year. Once, while I was in Rumania with the German Army, an officer—he was a staff officer too—remarked that all German military plans were made six months in advance; that every German offensive was planned so long beforehand in order that supplies should be on hand for a great push I have said that Germany some months ago planned a military campaign with four THE SATURDAY In America the people have come to look in wartime to Washington--the seat of the Government —for fact and authoritative opinion, if not for inspiration. They sur- render neither their right nor their willing- ness to think for themselves, but merely lean more than before on the executive branch of the Government for the material on which to base their judgment — accurate information. Too much suppression and too much expression are in such circum- stances equally fatal. The whole is a test in comprehension of the national mind The people of all belligerent countries are pleading for news—more news about the war and more news about the under ground peace parleys of which they always hear rumors. The Washington Adminis- tration has sought to discourage as much as possible speculation in the press about peace on the ground that it is a sign of weakness. Discussion of military opera- tions is of course taboo. In effect the vital factors involved in carrying on the war and in ending it are meagerly treated ir the newspapers because the Government wills it so. Yet it is safe to predict that there will be no change in this policy unless serious dissatisfaction develops in the coun- try with the actual progress of the war. If things are not well managed, if extrava gance and inefficiency should result in se- rious losses, unquestionably a demand for facts will rise that Congress will obtain by committee investigation. And usually when Congress investigates, the press can print the facts. If, on the other hand, the American war machine moves smoothly the Administration will regard success as con firmation of its news policies. So while hundreds of editors and corre- spondents believe the Government is miss- ing a great opportunity in the handling of the publicity of the war they do not the less wish it well. Neither pride of opinion nor professional confidence in the correct- ness of their criticism has moved any to disobey or disregard the requests of the Government in vital matters. Such is the patriotism of the press. WE WIN from Page 14 objects. Judging from the way the Ger- man military mind works, one may venture the opinion that the following survey was made: The German General Staff looked at the world chessboard. The morale of the German people was at a low point. Austria- Hungary, Bulgaria and Turkey were dis- satisfied with the inability of Germany to make peace in 1917. The American em- bargo against neutral countries would in a short time prevent further supplies from reaching the Central Powers. The Ger mans had not been able during 1917 to make any gains in the West, but had lost considerable territory and many prisoners. There was political dissension in Germany. Von Bethmann-Hollweg was forced to resign; Michaelis was named and com- pelled to leave; and a Bavarian Catholic, Count von Hertling, was called to the premiership. Briefly, that was the situation in Germany. The revolution in Russia had worked to Germany’s advantage in that there could be no real danger from Russia this year, and probably not in 191%. Kerensky, then premier, announced that Russia could not be expected to give full military codperation to the Allies. There was no apparent rea- son why the German General Staff should concern itself with the Russian Front, un- less it was advisable to invade Russia and take more territory. A further invasion would be like digging into a feather bed, as an American observer remarked. So the Imperial authorities turned their attention to the other fronts. There was nothing more for Germany to gain in the Balkans or in Asia Minor Therefore, the attention of the military leaders could be turned to Italy and t the Western Front. On the military horizon arose the un- known quantity of the United States. All that was known was that this country was making gigantic preparations for 1918, and that the entrance of the United States had encouraged the Allies; while President Wilson’s reply to the Vatican’s peace note had given heart to the Liberals in Ger- many, who sought a more democratic form of government. Italy had made gains against Austria; and there was a grave EVENING POST 108 HANES FLLAST/C ANWT UNDERWEAR Crammed Full of Extra Value Every Inch of It! That’s Hanes Winter Weight Underwear. 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Say. Ma, Can't! Have Some Brothers THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “No, C banal ‘Not With Eee, Bringing and Sisters to Play With?” Eighty Cents a Dozen The only man who can eat two eggs, boiled or fried, for breakfast without feeling that he . is swallowing gold, is the man who keeps a litt fre le home flock in his back yard. He makes sh eggs for breakfast out of the waste from yesterday’s meals. If you doubt this read Breakfast Eggs from Dinner Waste an article by C. L. Opperman in this week’s issue. Poultrymen everywhere—from the man who keeps a dozen hens in his back yard all the way up to the commercial raiser who numbers his flocks by the thousand are finding The Country Gentleman’s poultry department and special articles the practi- cal articles week’s helps that they need in their business—such as The Missouri Valley Cackle—in this issue—telling how the poultrymen last spring put up surplus stock so that now on Beefless Tuesday we can all eat chicken. Also in this issue: an Iron Men for the Farm article by Philip S. Rose, telling how tractors can take the place of many men and horses to raise next year’s crops. big features And more than a score of other s, including: Living on Borrowed Money Patriotism and Milk Production Cotton—Capitalist or Thief? The Vital Question of Farm Management Yo Catch-as-Catch Cannery Invest a Dollar and Save a Hundred or Two u can do this and more by subscribing to and profiting by what you read in The COUNTRY GENTLEMAN As good as wheat 5 cents the Copy $1.00 the Year THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY 962 INDEPENDENCE SQUARE, PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA | danger of further advances, unless German troops were sent to the Italian war theater. The gravest danger to Germany, there- | fore, lay in the possibilities of a united | French, English and American offensive in | France and Belgium over a long front, possibly over the greatest part of the Western Front. If Italy attacked at the same time, Austria would be in a critical position; and it is doubtful whether Aus- tria would be able to hold out under those circumstances. The German word durch- halten, which has been the most promi- nent word in the language during the war, means—or is so translated—to hold out. It has always been advanced as the final argument of the militarists. The militz ary danger to Germany lay in the West and in Austria. At this point in the survey the German military principle of dealing with each bel- ligerent separately, and of preventing the Allies from coéperating, was seized upon again as a last weapon—as a grand finale; and the invasion of Italy was decided upon. Its initial success—at this writing the Ital- ians have not been able to stop the invad- ers—brought up the morale of the German and Austrian people to a very high mark. Thus, the first object of the new military movement was accomplished; the second object, which was to cause dissatisfaction |} among the Allies, has not yet developed, though there has been talk of a separate peace by Italy. What Russia may do no man knows. The third object, of fright- | ening the neutrals, still possesses possibili- ties; and the fourth, which is the most important, has been accomplished. Germany to-day has invaded Italy to such an extent that England, France and the United States have had to divert their attention to the Italian war theater. The United States has diverted supplies and ships to Italy. England and France have given guns and munitions, and it is likely that troops have been sent. Thus, by one stroke in Italy, Germany has carried out her military policy of dividing the energy of the Allies. Germany may be doing this to set the stage for another peace proposal; or she may be doing it to prepare for the battles of 1918 against England, France and the United States. Germany may ex- pect this to be the decisive battle of the war Judged from almost all standpoints, the invasion of Italy is the greatest blow struck against the Allies since the invasion of Belgium and Northern France. Two Fronts Next Spring If Germany does not succeed in making peace this winter there will be two Allied fronts next spring to be defended—from which attacks can be made—instead of one, as the United States and the Allies un- doubtedly anticipated. It means that, instead of a concentration of American, English and French forces in the West, these forces will have to be divided, and an | Italian Front will have to be guarded and Allies begin mili- The blow against defended whenever the tary operations in 1918. | Italy was struck at a crisis in the war, just as the invasion of Belgium came at a crisis | in peace. Six months from now the attention of the whole world will be centered on two fronts instead of one, unless the war comes to an abrupt end by a collapse within the Cen- tral Powers, or within one or more of the Entente countries. Inasmuch as military plans cannot be based upon unknown quan- tities, but upon known ones, the two fronts in Italy and France will engage the atten- tion of all the Allied military leaders There are many more possibilities on | these fronts than there are fronts. Switzer- land stands between the two. That coun- try is bravely neutral; but if Germany reaches the desperate position where she | believes that by invading Switzerland she can overwhelm the Allies, and make peace on her own terms, what is there to prevent Switzerland from being a second Belgium? Switzerland is in exactly the same posi- tion that Belgium was in. The Germans December 1, /9i7 often spoke of Belgium as being a bridge- head to France and England, meaning a short cut. Is not Switzerland a bridgehead between the two Allied fronts into France? An American diplomat, recently returned from Europe, declares that Germany’s plans for the invasion of that little country are already made. This is probably true, because there is no country in Europe, and perhaps in the world, which the German General Staff has not invaded in theory many times. The future battleground of Europe may be covered by a triangle: One side stretches from Belgium to Switzerland, with that nationastheapex. Thesecondsidestretches from Switzerland into Italy, bordering on the Adriatic. The third is an indefinite and unmarked line from Belgium to Italy. Over this line the supplies and men of the Allies go to the belligerent fronts. It isnot vouchsafed eit her the newspapers or the public, or even civilian government officials, to know what plans the Allied and American military chiefs are making to deal with the military problem as created by the German invasion of Italy and by the invention of submarine ears. A united small Allied General Staff has been suggested—a General Staff with com- plete military authority over all Allied soldiers and supplies, with orders to report to no Allied government, in an attempt to keep secret whatever plans may be made against the new German menace. Ships, and more ships, have been suggeste dd. Re- lentless attacks on the Western Front have been proposed. A new invention to deafen submarine ears is sought. Can Germany Hold Out? Whatever is done will probably have to be done immediately; at least the plans will have to be made at once. But the big fact which remains is that during three years and more of fighting the fundamental principle of Germany strategy has not been shaken. To-day is the most critical period of the world war. It is more critical than the early days of 1914, because the war is nearer a conclusion and Germany has not been defeated. If Germany was defeated at this moment there would be no reason for continuing the war. German strategy, concentrated against Italy, has already pro- duceda Teutonic v ictory . Before ¢ rermany is stopped, the most decisive battle of the world may have to be fought. The new sound devices of the submarines present that problem in a new light. By this new submarine ear a U-boat becomes almost a human mine that can be planted anywhere in the path of ocean steamships I began this article to establish the rela- tionship between strategy and submarine ears. I think it may be concluded that the two are the Military Twins of Frightfulness It is true, considering the war purely from a military standpoint, that the pres- ent crisis is so grave that on ily the greatest military leaders of the Allies and the United States can be trusted to solve it; but the war is more than a military operation There has been and there will be, so far as one can now see, no let-up in the economic blockade of Germany. There is no possi bility for supplies to reach Germany unless the Italian invasion bec comes a greater men- ace than it is at this writing. Though the Italian campaign may raise the morale of the German people, and possi- bly unite the Central Powers, it is consid- ered by nearly every American who has left Germany and Austria-Hungary recently that there is a time limit to the endurance of the people of the Teutonic Allies. Per- haps this is the great motive behind the German-Italian offensive. It may be that the break is near, and that it is “win or lose, but end the war!’’— for Germany. But not even these things minimize the seriousness of the military situation as it stands on the seventh of November, 1917. We may be nearer the greatest decisive battle in the world war than the United States believes.

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- “What Electricity has done — to make the Day Longer T is only a few years since the sputtering wick of a dim street lamp was ail that helped the moon brighten the night. Indoors, the tallow- dip had given way to the yellow light of the odor- ous oil wick which did its best in a hopeless fight against the dark. For centuries before, man had stumbled through the night, aided only by a torch or a lantern. Then came Electricity. Edison fashioned blown glass and carbon into alamp. Electricity energized it into glowing incandescence. The first real victory over darkness was won. In the measure of time this was but a few years ago. In lighting progress it is an age. This first electric lamp(now 38 years old)is today a museum curiosity — so great have been the subsequent improvements. Think of your street lighting of twenty years ago and today. Remember the cold blue arc that clanked and hissed up among the trees. Today, perhaps on the very same corner, stands a stately column supporting its silent, steady Magnetite Arc, or a new high-power MAZDA unit. Ten years ago ore et 064 Ne are . , o + "ee. =) S° Pe) wee eee * = (ft tee vee ~ *t ‘ of ee ste OO , GENERAL the town’s principal street was dark and deserted Now it is a “white way,” ing pleasure seekers and making night as safe as day. attracting business, invit Everywhere we see electric light—in subway and skyscraper, in factory, store, school, theatre, church, office and in millions of homes. It floods the drill grounds and illuminates the shrapnel! lathes for the night shift. It lights the path of the auto. It flashes its gleaming fingers of light from ships at sea. Electric light has changed and improved the living conditions of man throughout the civilized world. And lighting, today, is largely measured by what the General Electric Company has contributed to elec tric illumination—the development of the MAZDA Lamp, the manufacture of apparatus for generating and distributing electric current and the production of the thousand devices used in a complete electric lighting system. Although engaged with many other important elec- trical problems, the General Electric Company is dedicating a generous share of its continuous re- search and invention to the lighting of tomorrow ELECTRIC COMPANY

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