The Saturday Evening Post 1920-06-05: Vol 192 Iss 49

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THE SATURDAY EVF-—“IG POST George Hibbe Turner — George Weston — Henry Payson Dowst Boice DuBois—Charles Brackett — Thomas Beer — Roland Pertwee

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST - 2 \“* ®SIClox \arm Madey Four well-known Westclox be like an honest clock for the same reason you like an honest man. You can depend on what it says. Westclox alarms make and hold so many friends because they run and ring on time. The secret of their dependability is inside the case — Westclox construction. The wheels turn on needle-fine pivots of polished steel. Friction is greatly reduced; the clock runs more smoothly and gives you longer service. WESTERN CLOCK CoO., LA SALLE, Big Ben, America, Sleep-Meter and Baby Ben are the four top-notchers of the Westclox line. But all Westclox alarms have this same construction. The men who make Big Ben take pride in making every Westclox right. It will pay you to look for the Westclox mark of good timekeeping on the dial and tag of the clock you buy. Then you will have a tmekeeper that you can depend on for honest, faithful service. ILLINOIS, U.S.A. Makers of Westclox: Biz Ben, Baby Ben, Pocket Ben, Glo-Ben, America, Sleep-Meter, Jack o’ Lantern Factory: Peru, lilinois, In Canada; Western Clock Co., Ltd., Peterborough, Ont

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 Copynght, 1920, Hart Schaffner & Marx Hart Schaffner & Marx clothes wear more days for Me , every dollar spent—that means they cost less than other [ | é ‘ clothes—money back if you aren’t satisfied 'y 3

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Founded A’D' 1728 Sy Benj. Franklin Copyright, 1920, by the Curtis Publishing Company in the United States and Great Britain Published Weekly The Curtis Publishing Company Cyrus H. KH. Curtis, President C. Hf. Ludington, Vice P. S. Collins, General Business Manoger Walter D. Fuller, Secretary Williem Boyd, Advertising Director -President and Treasurer Independence Square, Philadelphia Lendon: ©, Henrietta Street Covent Garden, W. C PHILADELPHIA, JUNE 5, 1920 Volume 192 $2.5 10c. in Canada ~~ THE CoPpYr uc. “MIST le lg, By IRVIN S. COBB THE YEAR by Subscription LIRIMIS ° AUN £ °? George Horace Lorimer EDITOR Churchill Williams, F. S. Bigelow, A.W. Neall, Arthur Mc Keogh, E. Dinsmore, Associate Editors Entered as Second-Class Matter, November 15 1879, at the Post Office at Philadelphie Under the Act of March 3, 1879 Entered es Second-Class Matter at the Post- Office Department, Ottawa, Canede Number 49 a Ks ey eres ieee PRs? re ©. a" > EA Interior of the Coliseum, St. Louis, Showing the 1016 Democratic National Convention in Session high hats, znd some, so to speak, have high ears ago the Kentucky delegates to the Chicago convention opened their wedding or an er in the Congress Hotel with corkscrews. This year they will open it with prayers—prayers for a good soaking spell after this drought; prayers for fat years of Federal patronage to follow on these eight lean ones; and, most of A thrifty politician always prays for his own well-doing A superthrifty one OUR y headquarters as a friend's occasion, say, the one year on a so-called lecture tour in who was one of those who are b« rabbi came to the house and ironed his hat. without it. In warmish with his theatri ill, prayers for themselves, before directing the attention of the Almighty to lesser matters. couples works with faith, having learned the truth of the great lesson so adequately expounded by the colored brother down South—undoubtedly a fellow Republican, on his knees, where he might a baggage car containing Leader Charley Murphy’s leather hat box with Mr. Murphy’s But Mr. Murphy, now, is one who acl auxiliary high hat in it, the rest of the space in the car being filled up with case goods. after he ceased to be a member of the pro This year Mr. Murphy, following his cust veryday or lounge high profe With him a high hat is not hat on the train and, as before, will carry hi mg for special parading the safe side, his full battery purposes and formal evening wear. Some people are this extent the Tammany delegation will be will wear his « ion. om, , , other high hat al born to high hats, he will carry some acnieve rn wearing weather he wore it al or fur-lined overcoat. ‘Ir troke its prett because colored and because down South—who said that when he asked the Lord to felt as John Philip Sousa on parade woul send him a chicken he didn’t always get the chicken, but when he asked the Lord to send practically nude, When we arrived in a town him after a chicken the plea invariably was favorably answered before morning. every day—the first thing he would do wo Four years ago the Tammany delegates traveled to St. Louis on a special train with care he was able to get an enormous amou its thrust upon the fo me h fe n funeral. I traveled over t} il of a reformed theat il n high ha Nine da after he w Tor Knowledge, he as neve ‘ just 0 In cold weathe ne « lo he was distrau ‘ nap. Outdoor lac y it e W 1 feel without | medal ti ind we arrived i differs 1 be »voO and Nave nh it ironed mileage out of the same hat ved to high-hatdom in |} ma etariat and took up states raft as ar er ted trait; it’ a | abit; and to be ro the ontinent to San ! eg i ind € }

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Mr himself Murphy ectable case goods used y tenar ted ippose that the New York t arid whi Ss absolutely ar there undoubtedly will be doe not pre N tray if Here and Sultana roll, but his ° I »a not as it were, sel who makes the be picking be dis from the ideboar | rather old-fashioned open-house stuff the front roon f the head vited guests rallying to the ng hiccups for old Mr. Pepper of I hed veteran journalist 1 distingu one corner making soft slumbering limes will be different melled before you register from the day ! mint might be ever started upstairs in the elevator, and when the action f outhern gentleman in react | ng his right hand back threat and not a ota iddenly toward his hip pocket was a promise ger the will wing their way to headquarter Old Crow flies suse about the only thing the Tammany of these cha , because no lor pre straight as the Because eray- haired deans of Kentucky or once flew; be« co will have to pay corkage on is a the Scotch influence Irish Demo- people will argue crowd at San Franci hot water bottle: because no more will be so pronouncedly evidenced among the because ¢ all these things some that al of the from or aying, crat no doubt vanished They'll be exultation as the case former picturesquene has national polite regretfully or with may be, that a national convention never again can hope to be as a national convention was and how excessively bygone they do see m!—before the Eight Amendment put the hole out of business and with it many of the of our daily life, ir cloves at those bygone day eenth nineteenth features the demand for home from the social cluding five PrP. M. on the way office. Ram Lam's Letter NDEED the clined will go farther than thi clare that first the direct took a lot of the kick out of politi ticed locally, and that headed specter of Prohibitior along and delivered the death much of the color that tional convention in the past They can't see the more pessimisti primary now the local made a ni © fragrant and so picturesque team roller and the water wagon rumblingthrough the Republican two thes convention abreast; y can't seem to see the Tiger mating with the Or rather they feel that they do not care to. see these sights, But 1 don't know. Pictur- 1! cume l, Heiney if TMT ny * 7 nN py 2 yr West call he ne ‘ 4 red men esqueness is in the point of view anyway. The turesque Northerner mak t trip exclaims ing his fir South delightedly at the native pi Luresqueness Ro the colored race But do you hear the Westerner or the ae rhapsodizing .s the pictur- a Southerner over classes of America? The Englishman thinks our slang is picturesque. To us it’s not picturesque; it’s merely the talk. To the Occidental eye the Far East is sup- sum up what is most fas« inatingly picturesque. inderstood Hindustani. I'll venture any sum son that a visiting East Indian, writing home his of the anthracite regions, burbles just as as the tourist from Pittsburgh burbles about the Punjab. Can't you just shut your eyes and translate extracts from a letter by the eminent Ram Lam way posed to I wish I a few ho is kinsman in Simla? ‘Ah, my in, could you but look upon this wondrous ce al curious peoples you full well would know how yet ever-compelling lure of it has laid its pell upon my willing spirit. All here is so ut- different from the dullness of our own prosaic and city TI e ( wda tot cou ndefinable garb of the races who inhabit these no commonplace tur- rite draperies, no prosaic sandals such as our ancestors wore and which we, their de- imitation of an ancient and as the garb we wear unimaginative scendants, wear in slavish inromantic mode. ‘‘Wherever I turn I behold among these nations adorn- ment » gladden the eye of a lover of the spectacular, the distinctive and the unusual. Particularly have I been the beauty of a certain gear of harness with which, custom arily = the male adult here bedecks his upper body. "Tis a quaint and striking device of straps fashioned in various hues from a fabric most plastic and yielding to the movements of the form and having, moreover, a curious Rising in a graceful effect from his middle it ; shoulders, then to cross at his back and descend a bifurcated arrangement to his rear waistline. It is ornamented with leather strappings and with gleaming and altogether is infinitely more gorgeous than fit ft impres ed by encey. buckle June 5,1920 the war girthings of a rajah. Believe me, though, thi thing is devised not for ornamentation purely. With the decorative it has a practical purpose, for by virtue of it the nether housings of the wearer adequately are upheld; and thus, to a measure undreamed of among our sad breed, is beauty yoked to usefulness. “On occasion a native will be seen attired in a marvel- ously picturesque habiliment known in his harmonious tongue as ‘overalls.’ It is of blue, a wonderful hue of blue, like unto the sky, and it is set off with fastenings or clasps of bronze or brass or steel, and by its color and cut it presents a most vivid contrast to the close-fitting jerkin, or ‘shirt,’ as he would say, with which he covers his trunk For this shirt commonly is of another color—perhaps gray, perhaps brown, perhaps white.” The Land of Eating Tobacco a ET, mark you, these garments are not for festive wear; they constitute but the common garb of the ar- tisan at his labors and the peasant in his fields. On holidays or rest days and on feast days such a one mayhap covers his head with an indescribably striking object, which is shaped like unto the domed roof of a mosque. This he calls a ‘derby.’ And upon his wrists are not poor cheap bracelets of silver, but instead are dazzlingly white circlets glittering most marvelously in the sun, and made of a strange sub- stance which neither is a metal nor yet a woven stuff and which is termed ‘celluloid.’ “But enough, O cousin, for this time, of the apparel of this interesting race. Another time shall I tell you tales of their lives which you will be hard put to it to believe tales of their public buildings most utterly unlike the tawdry architectural lines of our uninspired temples and fanes; tales of their mysterious methods of transportation; tales which will the better make you realize and appreciate the influence which possesses my every mood. In India we repeat the fables of our Egyptian breth- ren touching on the compelling spell of the lotus. It is as nothing, for I tell you that once a man from our world has tasted the eating tobacco of this land, once he has breathed the soft, languorous, aromatic air of the coal region, sooner or later, no matter how far he may fare, the lure of it all will renew its hold upon him and turn his footsteps back again to picturesque Shamokin.” The visiting East Indian doubtlessly would be enthralled by the spectacle of a national convention, providing it hap pened to be the first one he had ever seen. The processions of marching clubs; the outbursts of mad acclaim marking the first mention of the name of this or that statesman who hopes to be the choice of the people since already he is his own; the uprooting of the standards and the march round and round the hall at the moment of impending nomi- nations; the blarings of the massed bands; > le — the flow of the oratory—and gosh almighty how it flow !—the flying pencils of the representatives of the press; the mad outburst; the fierce denun- ciation; the sud- den dénouement; the mad climax; the culminating demonstration all these would fill him with a thrilled amaze- ment, the more especially as he, poor alien, would have no way of knowing that the outburst had been carefully re- hearsed, that the unbridled enthu- siasm was really halterwise, that the demonstra- tion which so d oes esqueness of Sabena ; x the two leisure these, great Auditorium in San Francisco Where the Democratic National Convention is to be Held. Above—A Little Color at the Last St. Louis Democratic Convention (Continued on Page 50

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HIDDEN PRO THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 5 N AUGUST firs 13, 1919, at eleven in the morning,theglass floor marked ‘Private’ opened n the glass ‘ ‘clock in- Mr. J). Belgrave Fisher losure and ame out into the smoky He stood moment already room, for a gazing across at the party-colored wall above the heads of the sit- ters in the chairs. He was a short man, very smooth and round and smoothly dressed, who gave the first Impression that he and his clothes had been woven all in one piece, without seam or wrinkle. He held eyeglasses his chest his against and his head high n the manner of one accustomed to command. And as he looked e nodded. ‘“‘She’sstrong,”’ aid of the itters, another rather short man, getting up and one conversati« then, clear Li throat rathe marke dl; at twisting chair before ( ing so *W do yo idv ise he in- quired. * Advise!’ said Mr. Halp 1 ter tatively, raising his quick, sharp, crafty glance agar “Fora plunge,” } said the lean brown and ser! , ous-looking young man, gaz- ing steadily at him Mr. Halpin gave a slight in voluntary move- ment of surprise before an In all of his nence with young speculators he did wering. expe not recall one who had the thi approached ubject in just manner. ‘Adeep plunge, with a fair chance of winning,” tinued the Stranger Ina measured voice ‘Oh, anything! thing! re Ay oming over to- plied Mr. Halpin, ward him. now in control of ‘Strong! himself again. Strong!’’ as- “Now I Know Why it is You Never Get So You Can Call a Man From Boston by His First Name and Feet Comfortable"’ “In the motors ented Mr Fist and ¢ ‘ pe giving the far wall a general survey cially,’ he said then, darting his sharp, sig through his raised eyegl: “Yes, sir,” Mr the other watcher, in said Augustus J. Halpin, ly. This man had a ng the Belgrave Fisher re} fferent way of observ stock board from that of Mr. J Instead of surveying it generally, full-faced, with his head back, to see that it ILLuU a was doing what he told it to, he stood sidewise to the board isually when he talked and only glanced up now and then f tosay : “You As he looked up he under his eyebrows at it while speaking, as see it’s there, just as I said it would be!’ fingered his watch chain A short man, fingering something on his lower standing astride, looking obliquely up, vest, there tionably something in h r suggestive Napoleon. He was, in fact, it was collector of Napol onana emperor of the French “Yes, sir, she’s strong to-day,” he repeated. “How can she help herself?’ asked Mr. Fisher after he had looked the current figures over. Mr. Halpin did not answer; merely nodded and looked down upon the floor with that sardonic smile which N poleon often had. ‘‘Fundamentals are right,”’ said Mr. Fisher. “ Right!” ‘You can take any of them,” added Mr. Halpin, looking ip again furtively at the boys with the leather life belts full of green tickets moving round the board. “Help yourself! You can’t go wrong!” “Why?” inquired Mr. Fisher. - ght ” was unques- of the first understood, quite a a great admirer of the great a- “Fundamentals are that’s why! Lowering his glasses, he went back and closed the door marked “Private” after him again. Augustus J. Halpin vent back and sat down again before the stock board. “There’s a man who knows his Wall Street,”’ he stated to the dark, lean young man with unnaturally long legs and ng head beside him. “Ts that correct?” inquired the long young man with 1 somewhat rigid accent “He’s a student, caid Mr. Halpin, handling his watch chain and darting up that furtive and suggestive look which collectors of Napoleonana k well. “He's f Wall Street. And when I say that I say a now 20 a student good deal By George Kibbe Turner nificant glanc toward that department of STRATED BY JAMES MM. ‘PRESTON “Spurp is good,” he said then, “if you want quik actior Spurp commor “When I say that,” said Mr. Halpin, for though tem- “Spurp?” said the stranger inquiringly with a slight peramentally taciturn, he could talk well enough when he upward inflectio e& voice chose to—for a purpose. And this young man puzzled ‘Tha what we call Superior Petroleum here on the him—and had all day. ‘“*When I say that,” continued Mr. Street,”’ explained Mr. Halpir ‘from its abbreviation on Halpin, looking with a significant glance at the active lower the tape.” legs of the board boys, “I say a mouthful. For when Wall The other observer of the board seemed unable to locate Street speaks you'll do well to listen. The best minds of the secur the country are here, focused on it all of the time. You get ‘There it is,” said Mr. Halpin, assisting him, “among here for nothing the composite opinion of the best brains — the oils. There’s an oil,”’ he said, ‘that will make a killing. of the country, looking months and months ahead. You There's a great campaign on there. I wouldn't be sur- can see for yourself, watching the board. It discounts in prised to see that jump up forty points any time in the advance the financial movements of the country by at least six months. What Wall Street says is right nine times out of ten, if you are only wise enough to catch And the man who knows his Wall Street knows this try from A to Z—and six months in advance. Six at least.” “You may be right,” looking at him in a noncommittal manner over his long, thin, rather formal nose. Mr. Halpin merely nodded sharply and looked down, raising his eyes again, however, in a few moments with that quick, piercing, oblique glance of his from under his eyebrows. it. coun- months replied the young man beside him, “What are you interested in on the board?”’ he asked. For this man puzzled him. He had himself been a man active in Wall Street for years, an acute observer there, a persistent, dogged, secretive mind. His wife was a rich woman; it was not necessary for him to work. Yet for years he had kept regular office hours in the rooms of J. Belgrave Fisher & Co., observing Wall Street men and movements. But this man puzzled him. He could not seem to place him. “‘What are you interested in on the board?” he asked, trying him out--to get some clew “Nothing P ' stranger in the said the precisely speaking next chair For a moment both Mr. Halpin and the other were still ' as yet,” young It was the young stranger who unexpectedly opened the next two weeks.’ “That’s what I want exac tly .”’ stated the other man. “What?” inquired Mr. Halpin in the short, sr had of askir 4 “Quick act measured speecn. appy way he questions. "answered the younger man in his more he added. with, 10n “One way or the other,” ‘You'll get it there,” replied Mr. Halpin ever, a still puzzled look upon his face. He was waiting, while the other started to twist himself ab his seat once more and at the end of his twi new friend again. “May I ask you a question?”’ he then inquired how- silent now, jut in for ting to his grave eyes on hi ** Certainly “Does your Mr. Fisher, whom you have such confidence: in, also think highly of this stock ‘He does—yes,” said Mr. Halpin—‘'T believe.’ At the end of this statement Mr. Halpin observed younger man, after a tart in his chair. Apparently, like a baseball pitcher in a wa he had to wind himself up just so before | d livery of a question “Do you,’ I } lence twisting | long bod much he asked, lear ing far out over the hea arm of his chair “do you thir if I should desire to do so | could arrange to | t Spurp, so calléd, which you point out, or any otner tock giving me qui actior or i i ten-po n You might —Id A eplied.Mr. H j ¢ a ing quickl itt il unde it i i

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST nd 1 fee ould yo in again after r of peec } > Mr. ‘The of Boston when o you have New mie ag Wint bralr y he they all come e preser conditio the stock er after biting of d disposing of utual friend here ng up. “I I am a student Other men But | my fad, and and sati may ilate an¢ al ‘ if they wish of Wall where j { per am a tudent here's | ama iwures tatistics, real asure faction in Wall , Lam more than i without sel it I it Wall Nine tudent am a street mut of ten times out nder ime Fishe r, puttir gz rounded chest till farther forward —‘‘take to-day, Wall Street I say to buy too. Jecause fundamentals—fundamentals are right.” Payne now cleared his throat and twisted in his the present time, as an example. says to buy. Why? Mr chair preparatory apparently B it Mr. “The | sim pie to evolving another question. Fisher was going on. now is simple,” he said—“ perfectly had tl Europe, this country, the tripped of goods. They’ve got to have You'll hear in some quarters talk of in- But let you,” he said, extending two “an there be any real inflation world is bare of goods? How can there be a ling market when demand exceeds the supply? Not cries aloud with a world-wide hunger for good When the demand exceeds the supply one hundred, two hundred, five hundred per cent! Supply and demand!” aid Mr. Fisher. ‘“‘You can't get round them! ‘Now then,” he said, nodding to Mr. Halpin, who had looked up several times sharply, fingering his watch chain, “vou ask me, as I understand it, for a stock that will give quick action. I should say 7 interjected Mr. Halpin, coming in finally. well said Mr. Fisher, weighing every “Spurp is good. There are excellent possibilities in for a man of foresight and courage. But if you to-day —for a rise * he said. es were very small in his round, smooth face natu- rally; when he was engaged in thought they grew still smaller. And as he talked he gently, without wagged his eyeglasses against his chest. “‘ But if you ask me where the great possibilities in the market lie to-day, I should say the * Coming slightly closer to where Mr. John Henry Payne, TI l d, of Bo ton, Was sé ated, he looked down at him. ‘Are you familiar,” he asked, “with the statistics of the automobile trade?” Young Mr. Payne writhed in his chair preparatory to answering, but did not have time to do so. “There are 5,945,442 machines in this country to-day,” Mr. Fisher told him. “‘The demand for the coming year is for at least one-third of that, which is at least one-third more than can be produced. This is not guesswork. These The automobile industry is swamped to- positively swamped!” situation We've world, is devoid them, that’s all. flatior Is war. There may be inflation technically, yes. you this—let me ask nd a cigar, “how « t} e only exceeds it “Spurp!” “Well word. spurp ” yes, ask me the premier stock His ey haste, motors. are statistics. day “What do you think of Agmo common?” asked Mr. Halpin keenly. June 5,1920 “‘That’s what I was coming to,” said Mr. Fisher. “ Now I am primarily,” he said, “understand, a student of the market of fundamental tendencies. I seldom trust to tips on the market. But I had information to-day—if I told you,” he said to Mr. Halpin in an aside, “where it came from—well, you'd be surprised, that’s all. I had this tip. No, an inside statement, I should say. Not a tip, a very different thing—a statement of statistics,” he said, and paused. “On what?” Mr. Payne now succeeded in asking. “Now I say this for a reason,” continued Mr. Fisher. beating time significantly with his glasses. “I say this advisedly because Agmo, of all the stocks I know, contains the qualification which will be the feature of the Wall Street market from now on.” He stopped again in an impressive pause, broken only by Mr. Halpin’s sharp, upward, interrogatory glance and an unborn question which Mr. Payne was physically un- able to bring forth in time. “Hidden said Mr. Fisher, answering it. “That’s what I refer to. Hidden profits or assets in the post-war period. Made and put away by the wise, far- sighted corporate managements of this country in spite of this iniquitous income tax. You have it all right here, summed up in Agmo!” “Will it give me,” asked Mr. Payne, of Boston, his lean, serious gaze fastened on Mr. Fisher's well-satisfied and markedly rosy face, “‘ quick action—this stock?” “Tt certainly will,” said Mr. Fisher, “in when its hidden profits are uncovered and understood. And that cannot be long.” “Well then,” said the young man, who surprised both of his elders by the promptness and definiteness of his de- cision, now he had got under way, “ more I would like to ask. Will it be possible,’’ he continued with a very steady and sober gaze, “‘for me to buy 1000 shares of this if I bring in $10,000 in cash?” “Well, Mr. Payne,” said Mr. Fisher, coughing slightly, “it is not usual for a house of our standing to take orders with below a twenty-five-per-cent margin. But under the conditions, and you being a friend of Mr. Halpin’s, it is possible that it can be arranged.” ** Possible?” the young man from briskly, fastening a lean and steady gaze on him. “Well, we'll say definitely then that we will arrange it,” said Mr. Fisher, coughing. “Another thing,” continued Mr. Payne, who had now quite clearly taken charge of the conversation —“‘ there must profits!” my opinion, there's or ly one thing repeated 3oston FULtS “There's an Oil," Mr. Haipin Said, ‘That Will Make a Killing. There's a Great Campaign on There.

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST be no misunderstanding. I must ] is about to speak further. “Did you see her?’ Mr. Halpin asked back in the have no illicit or questionable : “An immense field. Im- what quizzical way which the first Napoleon often ade representations on my rt. | : mense! Hardly _ in looking at his friends or favorites. wish you to know now in 1 scratched! If you wish “No,” said Mr. Payne, growing a dee} vance,” said the grave youn; i the balance sheet—the ‘‘merely her hat when I—I stepped on her.” speaker, “that tl } ! ly ” ‘ statistics of the concern, “That's her specialty,” said Mr. Halpir $10,000 which I now possess.” ; the profits they have al- “What do you mean,” asked Mr. Payne, turni “But my dear young man,” ready hidden there, the him, surprised—‘precisely?”’ Mr. Fisher, “wouldn't it future business,”’ said “Hats,” said Mr. Halpin. “They're her F 5 Mr. Fisher, stepping would keep a good man scratching twenty; ‘There must be no , is ; toward another door’ day just p her in ha misunderstanding,” 1 } ; leading apparently into “Bi is she?” asked Mr. Payne peated the young man - another glass-lined room. “ “sg very definitely. ‘‘Rather f : ' “Oh, no, no! Thank “The man's daughter —Mi Fi than have that woul Site ‘ ‘ you just the same. I will “T see,” said Mr. Payne thoughtf go elsewhere.” te trust to your judgment. extravagant then?’’ he asked in the m **Well,’’ said Mr. 7 ; ' Thank you just the _ has got a subject on his mind that he cannot Fisher, ‘‘under tl ah same,’’repliedMr.Payne, that what you mean?” itior 4 = rising somewhat hastily “She's a wonder,” said Mr. Halpin mear ou co? 5 ie ; i : ‘ and starting toward the And after a moment he spoke again, chat asked Mr ayne, f | door into the outside, or ject somewhat abruptly. crutinizing him still Pays | : | | customers’, room. ‘“To- “You must be some speculator,’’ he sai more sharply. i ' ul , { morrow morning then,”’ panion in the next chair, studying him deep! I And Mr. | é ; ‘ ' ‘ : he said, turning back in ‘Oh, not at all,” said the other in the then finally gave his A's ef ] his formal way, “I shall a conversation politely but f i g ' be in with my certified personal reasons for taking a | check,” and backed out that is all.” with the manner common to long-legged, rather punctili N SEPTEMBER 26, ous-minded young men when J. Belgrave Fisher slightly embarrassed butanx- Henry Payne, Third, ious to be gone. office the general si “Oh, I beg your pardon,” “Hidden prof mnsider th: ne.” +35) ' x: he said, then suddenly in a his head well b “Very v 1.”’ sal ‘Ir. ., ’ : : louder, sharper voice, “a to-day, and inci ivne, “I sh: } I th j Ne “ thousand times!” what Wall Street ie $10,000 ir : rtifiec ’ . . For he had backed into a Hidder profits! to-morro\ norning. ‘ oi , young woman, very stylishly tribution of war ar > meanwhil Vill not . . F dressed, who was about en- “You will hear | tering the glass doornjust be- Mr. Fisher, whirling hind him. ing hot and cold concert “Oh, not at all,”’ said the hat’s all right. React young person he had ste ppe d “le Would Keep a Good Man Scratch+ ing Twenty-four Hours a Day Just to Keep Her in Hats" on. » Hee! king at him. “So sorry,” he said finally, and passed on rather hastily years? into the outer office, taking his hat off deeply. “T’ll tell y tractors to-day, to my “Who was that?” he asked Mr. Halpin, who had come _ hearer gently he accent of aman who’ with him, after a period of staring at the stock board. a I Woutdn't be Surprised to See That Jump Up Forty Points Any Time in the Next Two Weeks"’

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST the accident forehead, classical fea- THE years of his before ch had placed the scars otley had prided himseif But when he became butler to the Marquis of other youth, ipon nis pon nis By George Weston ILLUSTRATED BY CLARENCE F. UNDERWOOD June 5,1920 “In ’eavens’ name, what now?” frowned the butler, looking over the top of the newspaper. “Look here!’’ said poor Newker. day. You’re a bachelor—and I’m three the house “Tt’s plain as a widower—and new women in they are all of a those ondesce nd to did of the hut i i Oo now y diseu the new with: Newker ia 0 dW { my luc t,”’ said Newker napping his finger disgust “TI had gone to Brailes to fetch a par- cel for Lady Diane and when l napsnap astounded otley to mis with got back’ “i twas all over!” “Of course I had observed that the hadn't quite himself of late,”’ ‘and ‘ad marquis been contit ued the butler, ascribed it to advancing year but I thought it extraordinary when he asked me to assemble female who all the ervants were over forty-two years of They hed with me, and when I took ed them into the marquis’ study | hardiy think it’ to say that they were all of a ige were equally aston- them upstairs and ushe too much twitter.” Newker tried to how the ladies must have felt visualize by fluttering his fingers “All of a twitter,” the “But can you im- their surprise when the repeated butler agine marquis told them that he was going to pension them off until need all and he might paid three months in such times as them again them advance told them the bus would be at the door at two o'clock to take them to the village New ker with his thumb and finger ‘And there I was ae urely er Snap! Snap!” said in Brailes ough,” conti ied marriageable hage! Too late then perhaps they Ernest away, and were still staring at each other in consternation when a bell on the pantry wall began to tinkle and in the call box a flap marked “Study” fell with a click which sounded ominously like a trigger being raised into the firing position. ~ “That's the study,” whis- pered Newker. “Must be ’Is Lordship himself.” They stared at each other again, the same unspoken fear in both their thoughts. “Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkle!”’ said the quivering little bell sent a pee ena wire haan writing when Wotley en- tered the study, and it didn’t take the butler long to see that an open copy of that day’s Times held the place of honor on the desk. In his younger days the marquis had been a hunter of big game, as the gun racks and heads on the wall bore testimony. Of late years, however, he had grown too stout for stalking, but still trying to preserve the briskness of youth there were times when he fairly bounced as he walked and flung out his feet as though he were trying to throw his age away. For the rest of it he had a polished dome, a long, yellowish-white mustache that drooped on each side of his and that always stood out a little with a mili- tant air of scrutiny. ““Wotley?” said he. “Yes, My Lord.” ““T wish to speak to the serv- ants. Assemble them in the hall outside and bring them in ina body.” A few minutes later a grow- ing shuffle of feet was heard in the hall outside, and Wotley entered again to make report. “Very well, show them in,” said the marquis. It was characteristic of His Lordship that after they were in chin, eyes the t and carried away three Wotley o'clock of the females that us came at two most dumfounded ever drew breath, and when it came back wwain at half past three it brought their successors, those three young persons who have already changed the ‘ole downstairs.” snapping like hurrying the vuund brass buttons looking like of wind frowned Wotley, > come into my pantry. said Ernest, holding out a by way of extenuating circumstance, ocial atmosphere Newker was still page lines of 1 fleur-de-lis in a gale ‘Well, Herne — have taught you t “The new castanets his an agitated his fingers when the boy came into pantry, three “is this the way I mail j ame inf, sir,” as thoug! paper and the minute I opened the paper I see a letter to the igned ‘Many nearly ‘ad | editor lle’ and dated right here at the Towers. They me downstairs when they saw the heading, anc had for it.” The headir » letter was indeed provocative of Man Not Married a Traitor to His to run 4 al, “Every Country,” it peru rea As you will see, a heading like that is a trumpet call. To-THE EDITOR ‘ No tha conditions every unmarried man is a traitor to his country. Vide Paul and the prophets Sir, it is my sincere conviction that after due warning and a decent interval every unmarried man should be backed against a wall and receive the attention of a firing squad. So far as posterity is concerned, he is dead already. Manville Towers, Stafs. MANVILLE. “Balmy!"” gasped Newker. ‘The old marquis has gone clean balmy! I’m sure of it now!” He whistled a few low notes which Ernest drank in with greedy ears ‘And won't there be the devil to pay, and no ’ot pen- when Lady continued Newker. “Two young gentlemen calling on her to-night, and the old marquis telling ‘em both in print that they ought to be shot if they don’t get married. nies, Diane reads this?” you'd call a delicate ‘int, you know.” The butler was rereading the letter—with that ex- pression which the gifted Mr. Rice delights in describing as pop-eyed and clammy—when the more nimble-witted Newker had an inspiration which almost took him off his feet. ‘““My Gawd!” he gasped, forgetful of the greedily It ain’t exactly what ° he let them stand in silence for “I'm Not Going to Turn You Down for Toddy; and I'm Not Going to Turn Toddy Down for You"’ a few minutes while he finished the letter which he was writing. “Now,” said he, snapping off his glasses and leaning back in his chair, “I would like to engage your serious at- tention for a few minutes. Instead of making anything like a speech I will read you a letter of mine which appears in to-day’s Times. Here it is.” The butler’s heart sank as he listened to the letter, and he and Newker exchanged that immemorial glance which says “I told you so!” “So much for that,”” concluded the marquis. “Now! There is only one way in which our lost population can ever be regained—only one way in the world!” He tapped his eyeglasses on the desk and then slowly continued: “Any servant in my employ who is married within the next six months will receive from me a bonus of fifty pounds.” If you had been there you might have noticed that the assembled ladies made no perceptible movement, but they seemed to start breathing a little more deeply, as hunters might breathe when they hear the kings of the forest being cleverly driven toward them. for that,” said the marquis. “But now! of mine who is still unmarried at the end of “So much Any servant

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 9 the next six months will receive a notice of dismissal, and will, of course, forfeit any legacy she might otherwise enjoy.” or pension which he or Again, if you had been there you might have noticed that Wotley and Newker seemed to stop breathing en- tirely for a few moments, as the sibly hold their breaths when catc! of the hunters. “That ings of the forest pos- ling their first sure sign said His Lordship curtly. ‘‘One moment, Wotley,”” he added as the others filed out. ‘‘Did Lady Diane tell you that we were expecting two guests this evening, each to stay a few days? “Yes, My Lord,” said Wotley ir “Did she tell you who they were? 1 a low voice. 9 “Yes, My Lord—Mr. Schuyler, a young American gentleman, ¢ “Right! E her, please, that—er my compliments I would lik nd Sir Todman Mallaby.” to Lady Diane and tell e to see her here in the study for a few minutes at her earliest convenience.” He spoke, or tried to speak, in his usual incisive manner; but again, if you had been there that the marquis’ voice was hus you might have noticed ky, though he tried to hide it with a cough of considerable importance. It was thus perhaps that Napoleon spoke just before he broke the news to Josep ine Orc t some such way just before he cross im bp EEN the study and t J ‘sar might have coughed in sed the Rubicon. ie library at Manville Towers hangs a swinging door of green baize. This door fits loosely, or it would stick and anyone standing near it in the library can keep in touch with current events in the study. With this in mind, perhaps you will un- derstand how it was that as yon as he had delivered the marquis’ message to Lady Diane, Wotley went to the rary to make sure that the des were properly drawn. last shade happened to 1ear the swinging door. Lady Diane had just entered the study. She was already dressed for dinner, and look- ng at her the old marqui could neither hide his pater- nal admiration nor the isness which he felt as he rv- considered how best to begin. ‘I think I will show you this letter first,’’ said he. She read it, but made no comment, and you might have wondered if she were reading the right letter if it had not been for the color which slowly rose to her cheeks. ‘Now that you’ve seen it,’ said the marquis, “‘ you are probably wondering why I, a widower and therefore ve had the courage to make such a sug- a single man, hi gestion—such an exceed- y forcible suggestion.”’ Lady Diane first looked at her noble sire, and then at the letter, and then she gave him a glance which “Why should weemed to say I wonder? Peoplesometimes do the weirdest, most impos- ible things—likewriting this letter, for instance — without any reason at all.” “In fact,”’ continued His Lordship, “it will at once be objected that as a single man I have no right whatever to try to force others into mat rimony — and remain unmar- ried myself.” “But, dad, you're nearly sixty!’’ she reminded him. “Fifty-nine!”’ he sharply corrected her. ‘‘And what of that? Lord Grandor had ] two! I tell you, | felt of him! And only yesterda; | read of ashepherd \ twins—twins, mind you in his sixty-ninth year.”’ his picture in the papers last month—a father at Xt} proud when it ought to swing; Lady Diane said nothing. which is often the most elo- quent thing that any woman can say, but steadily looked at her father with a cool, questioning glance in her even eyes. ““My dear,”’ coughed the marquis, “‘I—er—wish to in- form you that my—er—engagement to the Honorable Mrs. Ansley will be announced next month, and that we expect to be married very shortly thereafter.”’ For as long as it might have taken you to count ten Lady Diane looked at the marquis as grown-up daughters have looked at marrying fathers since time immemorial, and when she spoke at last it was in a muted voice that Wotley—in the library—hardly recognized. “T congratulate you, I’m sure,” she said, and rather un- certainly turned toward the door. “‘One moment, Diane,” said the marquis. “‘I understand that Sir Todman and that young American admirer of yours are both expected to-day.” Apparently Lady Diane had recovered her composure moonlight shining again upon a restful sea—and again she looked at her father with a cool, questioning glance. “My dear,” said he, “if for no other reason than the one set forth in this letter, nothing would give me greater pleasure than to see the announcement of your forth- coming marriage immediately under my own.” “What?” said Lady Diane, her voice trembling a little as she pointed to the paper. ‘‘ Marry after that?” She might have said more, but just then the sound of an approaching motor was heard on the drive. “Mr. Schuyler, the young American gentleman,” thought Wotley, looking through the library window; and as he tiptoed out of the room and made for the entrance he stopped for a moment before the portrait of the la Marchioness of Manville, which held the place of hor over the mantel in the hall. ““Ah, My Lady,” thought Wotley, “he was always lost without you—but I never thought he'd fall as low as this! Iv HE human countenance is truly a marvelous thing, leading men through fire and water, and changing ¢ very now and then the progress of the world. A world-wide destiny waits upon the length of Cleopatra's nose—one half inch longer, and nineteen hundred years of history would have a different slant never would have happened if men hadn’t trained their mustaches and beards to have a haughty meaning. But of all the miracles of the human countenance there is prob- and the great war probably ably none greater than its ability to conceal the thoughts which are everlastingly carrying on just back of the fore- head and immediately underneath the crown. Wotley, for instance, left the library with a Greek tragedy being staged in his mind. He who had never married was now being hurl into the arms of a bride, and every time he tri “d bodily d to hold back strong-arm thoughts took hold of him by the slack and the collar and tried to give him a sort of a bum’s rush into that matrimonial outer darkness where he didn’t want to go “Every unmarried man should be shot!” population of these islands!" “He is dead already “Notice of dismissal and loss of pension and legacy!” ‘The re- ' Did evil genii ever swing wickeder fist And as if thi weren't enough, the Honor- able Mrs. Ansley was about to become the Marchione of Manville—the Hon orable Mrs. Ansley, whom Wotley liked as a certain distinguished party i uid to like holy water the Hon orable Mr Ansley, whom everyone knew so well! And yet such a wonderful thing is the human counte- nance that as the Butler led Schuyler upstairs he had a dignified tranquillity thai royalty itself might well have envied; and again a stranger might have been pardon for thinking that this wa the Marquis of Manville himself who was taking h guest upstairs oO nobit iristoc i men had he I will he } uo ulpa your thing ir,” he said reached the south when the guest chamber. He noted wit! the contents of the bags, and il proval he noted with equal approval the clear-cut face and figure of the young American gen- tleman, and the ble frow! th which he watched hi { ny be | iwa “Quite a place you've got here,”’ said the te Pha aid Wo I bn t puite genera adi ed And de peratel fishing { i po ibie a he added Lad ] ire iiW pea to hea sed That so Ye 1 yart irly the Pour wi en) Ww t ire hat did ( i hame wa "a ed Wotle ve good, si Dinne half past sever I will | é su led It isara ] rie nearl eve ‘ t} table I iding W i Newke being I npia | I | ind the fats “Asa Single Man I Have No Right Whatever to Try to Force Others Into Matrimony — and ought to be meted o Remain Unmarried Myseif"' Continued on Page i723

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST IE EXILE ON HERE arethree nece ary ful ex strength, money and Prince of Germany, and Prince aid, “I have alifornia and live there.” And ce, but just how much ( ay. ces with the former ear, and later my inter- later 4 . ivities had ceased, and me out of the Army e 25, 1919, at gned at Versailles, and Holland from own Prince three ouree who wa Holland escape at gen off the make hi a German cruiser » pick him up; ths 1 to take him to mt, and that for this service ( im of one thousand gulden, or do r ting and promised a bit of excitement Wieringen immediately. Wi directly ¢ from Rotterdam and ival base, The Helder. rather rine Railroad acce wint ‘ is place are poor and ar e only means of reach- ing the I decided to ask the hel Dutchman of Amsterdar automobile everal futile efforts t him I ived in Amster at 2:29 P.M. I went imme diately to ‘ where Mr. and Mrs to step into Tas, a After train friend Hans took a dart las resid un \ r ‘ ist ready ‘ » machine to Mr. Tas’ « t from . +} her to go or opping tour. She agreed to take me icted a rather indet ite promise them that evening I could have yut deemed it wise to remain silent, for t me b at least a week-end trip bit of excite Prince’ with hi mat the ment befor »* morning ntioned the propo ed « ipe and t ! to join me automobile l‘as i ’ f oung busirless 1 goo | re taff of the Duteh Arm Tas agreed, located Mr office. We Wieringen, a of the country Finally Tas, | Amsterdam at 4:35 Saturday afternoon, bound fer the island of Wieringen in the Zuyder Zee. Ta ct fleur ise of any and an all-rour erve officer on expert moto! driver. Tas, and had the car sent to his g over the road maps to eldom make a trip up into that part and I left spent ome t } In yo moto chauffeur dec ided to drive, taking the 1 along blow-out might oc or trouble that A Game of Cross-Purposes td motor dr Holland. r Phe roads are ju y oug! r ‘ " hines to pas danger ir and are higher thar g country. On one side In the evenings a dense is difficult to see is a ditch and on the other the country so that it ng in the field be standing in water haze ahead cattle appear to We were going at a 1 of fifty miles an hour wher iddenly there w nd I saw a tire rolling or that at which we i! d the in front of us at a speed ey faster than were o pu brakes going It is t ir m pulse for one to pu ! h hard ever ind | pushed ul nh © Tas’ ability as a driver not With the tire speed through sey Hoorn, on Holland, at We stopped at a café and inquired from the O} or knew where we to Wieringer rot into the but after talking with owhere near we were lance replaced we proce eral small towr the coast of about could get a boat machine with us and drove rour ot rbor they refused t ake us to Wieringen, as the the fishermer too dangerous t ( his of Medemblik about twenty at point, listance Wa orm venture out to returned the proprietor to café, and miles farther north, to try ‘ Here is where the fun started. Mister ¢ ing that we were drivir gat went tc our luc at th afé-man, observ- ig German car and, as it after- ward developed, taking me for a Germar ind because of our inquiries for a boat to Wieringen, passed the round town d a German that there was a Dutchman an wwe £l Visit to the Former Crown Primce Sn: By Elmer Jay Comer nn The Former Crown Prince of Germany a big German car en route to Wieringen to assist the ice to escape. This story grew as it went from mouth to mouth, until it reached the commissioner of police. Why they took me for a German or got it into their heads that I was trying to assist His ex-Royal Highness to escape was more than I figure out. ved in Medemblik about nine o’clock and ordered or rather thought we hermet trip to Wieringen’ could be in the But after about ter ibout turn in nothing flat, and back to shore, nd afterward convinced, that the torm minutes out they did ar ing to continue the retu trip | heaved a silent prayer of thanks, as personally I could » better pastimes than a voyage in a fishing boat }astorm. There was nothing we could do but return I realized that storm in preventing our efforts to reach the island hotel and remain there overnight. would also prevent anyone from leaving. Harking back to Hoorn, the commissioner of police de- cided to investigate, and with four deputies started after us. They reached Medemblik about midnight, and after inquiries from the hotel man, finding the culprits safe in bed, left Che remainder started for Wieringen, arriving on the island one deputy standing guard over our miachine. at four o’clock Sunday morning. The police went first to the home of the burgomaster, got him out of bed, and with him proceeded to the home of the Prince. chamber and really hed ¢ iwakened him to see if he was still there and They went up into his Such interference in the wee hours of the morning with the royal sleep caused considerable on His ex-Royal Highness’ part. After instructing the inspector of police on the island and the burgomaster to keep a sharp watch over him they returned to Hoorn. The police were doing just what I wanted done, but of course would have been unable to do; comment and that was, preventing the ex-Crown Prince from escap- ing from his place of inte At five o’clock Sunday morning we were awakened. I rnment suppose the officer grew weary of his all-night vigil over June 5,1920 We were ordered ourselves in custody and to return to Hoorn with him for identification. Tas had several] papers with him which proved to the policeman that he was an officer on the staff of the Dutch Army and further that I was not a German, but an Amer ican journalist, and that we were making this trip to Wieringen in order to secure an interview with the ex-Prince, thus finally convincing him it was not our intention to kidnap him or to assist in an escape. We were then allowed to continue our journey. After a hasty breakfast we left Medemblik at seven o'clock, going along the dikes on the north coast of Holland and arriving at the town of Ewijcksluis about 9:30, to which place the police had gone earlier in the morning. While awaiting arrangements for a boat we went into a café and engaged the woman proprietor in conversation. She informed us that at that morning they had been awakened, and a boatman had been requisitioned to take four policemen acros to the island. They understood that the Prince had escaped, but the police had found him safe in bed, had returned to Ewijcksluis hour before arrival, and had gone on to Hoorn. This was all very interesting and the first bit of real news about the police. Then came the question in my mind whether it was wise to continue farther and play into the hands of the police; but on second thought I realized we had nothing to fear other than a refusal to permit us on the island, being the innocent cause of all this excitement. The Dutch press of July first devoted considerable space to the escape, the journalist, the police and the three o'clock about an oul disagreeable moment furnished the Dutch authorities An Unexpected Meeting E TOOK a boat from Ewijcksluis about ten o’clock, leaving the chauffeur and the car on the mainland, and arrived on the island at eleven o’clock. This island, as I remarked before, is in the Zuyder Zee, east of th northernmost point of Holland, is about six miles long and about three miles wide, with one roadway running through it, from Haukes end to Der Oever on the northern fishing the only occupation on the island is the collecting of seaweed and the drying of it for shipment to the mainland. Its A most weary feeling creeps The thought of internment on The silence and the still windmills with their outstretched arm on the southern eI d. Besides population is about 400. over one when he first views this place such an island is intolerable in the shape of a cross create anything but a desire to live in such a place. On November 14, 1918, three days after the armistice, the Prince fled from Germany by aéroplane and landed i a heap just over the Dutch border. It was reported that he was killed in this crash. The Dutch Wieringen as the best place for him; it was not of his own authorities chose choosing. As soon as we landed on the island we were met by the inspector of police. Tas again produced his papers and explained that I was an Ameri to interview the Prince. After talk inspector permitted us to proceed but remarked that it was But we got into a buggy which carried the mail and started for Osterland, at which place the ex-Prince is living. The mail driver told us that at four o’clock that morning the whole island was roused by a detachment of police who under- stood that the Prince had escaped, that nothing like this had ever occurred since his internment, and that the Prince ‘an journalist who wanted a few moments’ the doubtful if we should be received or given an audience. was greatly put out over this early morning call. Tas and I could not help laughing at all this, realizing that we were the cause of it. We had been driving along the road for a few moments when the buggy slowed up to pass a man who was leaning against his motorcycle talking to two little girls about the age of six or seven years. As we slowed down to pass, the man waved to us and said, “Dag, Mynheern’’—Good day, gentlemen—which is the customary salutation in Holland. The driver then turned and informed us that he was the Prince. I hollered “Whoa!”"’ and jumped out and walked back to him. He was smiling, and as I approached him I greeted him in Dutch. When within distance of him, having used all my Dutch, I said to him in English, “Do you speak English?”’ His smile vanished and an expression of hatred and sur- prise came over his face. Without answering he turned round, started his motorcycle and was away. He was wearing a motorcyclist’s coat, a cap with a re- Some years ago, reaching ceding crown, black shoes and putties.

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when he de cycle, ided to buy a motor- twenty-five of the best akes in the world were sent to Potsdam, but vhen his cye le needs re} airing he obliged to wait wee his castle at now i ; before he can get the necessary parts. I returned to the buggy and would have sold my chances for in interview for little or nothing. We stopped at the little café at Osterland, dinner and the corner, nd on to the He is living in of the mir of the village, having leased it at a rental of about twenty dollars a month. It is one and a half i Ay ordered round passing the church a Prince’s then walkec house. . svere® ining pgeueed ty the former home ister abevere pepcgaeeeeee stories in height with seven bhiges lu ! rooms, and on reaching it I ob- vphheae® NM o> erved that there was a bell on I ‘ the ‘ t A iVisable ) t j pres¢ etothe { ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ for A t ind r} W t re mig be ‘ j prea 11 We we ‘ ! ne W tered I

deck distance was a table set within reaching In His Attempt to Cultivate the Friendship of the People, the Ex-Prince Wears Wooden Shoes and Takes Part in Their Games Continued on Page 135

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 ed A Charitable Wind Came Up and Swept the Glory Along All Day, So That When Sunset Was Near the Man at Lookout Saw Martha's Vineyard Piainly land’ Oo soon Glory gentle » glory as old eno igh the fancy ny giory drow 1 the proud ld fe ver and adventurers nd the older sons full of i! d 0 eT were rable, shadowy ! and the od marched across the Orange Street Your g Ge ntlemen in that he wanted to be mace up of small ind Macys,with whom tf meadows a lsover a chair and son By THOMAS BEER ILLUSTRATED Br ANTON oTTo properly horrified to discover that he knew half the ible and most of Shakspere’s more gloomy plays by heart. the oddest equipment for the child of four genera- whaling kings, doomed to follow the trade by his our father shouldn't let you read such stuff,’’ he Ichabod rid ‘And anyl a that father always Mr. Marti learned man, lil aid, “‘ Rachael cool takes all of Shak that Joh e many of the whale kings, but | ow,”” he pere’s plays tosea.”’ was a highly e refused Bolsover knew to teach Ichabod anything at id sent him out into t the help Huldah Martin pansies. Ichabod thought this an extraordinary but he rather liked Huldah, though ignorant young thing of eight who had never heard of Hamlet section once { n behind cottage to gather lesson, she was an and knew ‘nothing of Ecclesiastes or any other of the Old Testament. Abel Martin considered the children through a window, while his scholars scratched at their arithmetic, and decided to be the first person to meet He was a Boston man and his reverence for whalers was diluted by ‘ss on education which he boldly expounded to Bol- month later. The sailor walked up and down his r parlor, listening gravely, and finally interrupted: ‘If I understand you, sir, you think I’m neglecting my boy os I should not care to employ such a harsh expression, Mr. Bolsover,” said Martin, bowing. “But I must point out that Iccy has no mother; that his brothers are at sea and that his acquaintance with his father us say —limited.”’ lecy? Who calls him that, Mr. Martin?” ‘It’s an invention of my daughter’s. She thinks Icha- «1 is too long, so she shortened it.”’ John Bolsover when the Glory should come in. constantly; is let FISCHER _ Humph!” said Bolsover, and smiled, all the sea wrinkles deepening about his haughty nose. “‘Iecy! Well, all this is mightily painful. And I hear that my son George thinks of settling in California. Lonely? Why, now I'm obliged to you for pointing it out, sir. I think that’s very probable. must about it. He bowed Mart the hall. and grimaced, the sofa by his but in down the stone steps into the dark of street and went upstairs through the white-paneled In the light of his candle the long portraits wavered and he found Ichabod dutifully sitting on bedroom door wait Against the to lin ng to bid him good night, was a sorrowful rs full of large over felt a asleep. white wall he chambe Bol 1. The boy would be better off perhaps at lf, but for that he young. He duty in the anxiously until the s hand and he swore absently. Icha- bod woke and blinked up at the tall man, then jumped off the sofa. “T} “Good heavens,” said Bolsover, like th Yo old are you?” “Ten, sir,” ve alone In these chairs and monumental bureaus queer guilt, facing hin } was still too matter meditated his owr candle dripped on | a you always talk W hy, how ope, sit ou waiting. “do sound » Sims’ Dictionary Ichabod muttered, getting red under the stare. “Holy Jel to bed, and don’t call me ‘sir’ any please.” ‘ ll. sir,”? Ichabod ‘Very well bod ‘Well, come along more to-night, if you oshaphat!”’ said Bolsover assented. Bolsover ably. his eyes filled chuckled and clapped him on the back ami- Ichabod almost fell down on the polished floor, and with tears of anguish, but he perceived that to be kind, and did his best while he wriggled his shoulder blades to straighten them out. His father led him into his room and watched hin undress silently; then buttoned his nightgown and kissed him awkwardly the Ichabod had never kissed before in his recollection, and was frightened to blushes. But he got used to the processes of tenderness in a few weeks and liked Bolsover enormously; him up as an idol and worshiped him devoutly and solemnly when it appeared that his father had no intention of going to sea again. A captain was appointed for the Glory of the Isle, and Bolsover settled into the peace of Orange Street, this stranger meant to grin, on nose, been then set gave dinners to the other grandees of Nantucket and told

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 13 1 Ichabod tales while they walked about bowing to the ladies in tl thick silk Indian shawls. the fading town, e early bloom of crinoline and solsover said to Martin. “‘ He’s imagina- I never saw such a child! His brothers haver

as if he wanted to bea

He says he wants to be a poet carpenter. My fa * would roll in his grave if he heard it, sir. He’s written a poem about a whale. It it seems to be a pretty good poem, too,” B “The bov’s too imagir “‘and he broods over thir y to be amused, I'd take |} Bolsover bought the boy + frequently, and in the aut a ive,” Sak im fishing if I were you.’ the schoolmaster, He's fanciful and he ought ’ olsover added un omfortably. } } a catboat and took him fishing imn they went shooting on the moors of the island. Ichabod could shoot and swim better than his brothers—better, other lad on Nantucket —}

writing verses st his father thought, than any nut his fancies and his habit of the whaler, and these did not vanish as he grew up studious, regarded by the town as a marvelous person, “Send him to sea?”’ si “Nonsense, sir! Send him “But good Lord of glo settled in California. Why

these day scandalous! We've been wha “And your next generation well hang

schoolmaster, reach- iw for the decanter of Tavery Madeira. ‘*Petroleum! Your whale’s an antiquity, captain. Its day is over.” solsover roared and spilled wine on his vel- vet waistcoat “Petroleum? That rubbish they find in holes in the ground in Pennsylvania? Oh, you're mad!” “Then I know two other madmen,’”’ Martin declared, ‘My friend Eveleth, in New York, and his partner Bissell have

sunk half a million in a company to dig for petroleum—and they'll get it back, doubled and trebled, mark my word Bolsover and shouted for Icha- Ss! iffed bod to bring another bottle. The boy grinned over Martin’s prophecy for petro- leum and seemed little pleased by the plan to send him to college. “Don’t be silly!” Martin urged. “Tell your father to send you to the Phi ps Academy at Andover next fall. That’ll give him a chance to run off for a cruise.” But Bolsover did not go to sea when he had planted Ichabod in Andover and pre tended to like } room in the crowded boarding house, full of boys from all over the United States. He ex cused his stay at home by the fact of rheuma- tism and sent the Glory off with her hired captain again. A eabin on his ship would be cramped after these years of life ashore. He was aging, too, he spacious wrote, and out of Bolsover con iid Martin at a consultation. to Harvard!” ry! All of his brothers have there isn’t a Bolsover at sea plained, half laughing. “It’s lers for four generations.”’ came over every other week to see how he got on Once he brought Huldah Martin and her small brother, Erastus, along. Erastus observed that the-large lads took more notice of Huldah than she deserved, and Ichabod thought that for a girl she attracted unusual stares. Still, he reflected, watching the Boston stage drive off, Huldah was a singularly nice girl, though it was ot annoying to be teased about her, and he had a fight on the

score of manners with his friend Charley Terrill from Richmond, Virginia. This was inconvenient, since Terrill did Ichabod’s algebra in return for Ichabod’s assistance with his Latin, and they patched the matter up promptly. *T’ll take good care not to tease you again "bout any- one,” Terrill promised, and chuckled. ‘An’ what'd you >? do to me if I was to tease you about your daddy, Iccy? “I'd kill you,” said Ichabod coldly. ““An’ I guess you would,” Terrill nodded. jut he’s a mighty courteous oid gentleman and you needn't to bother.” Huldah came once with Bolsover to see him when he was a freshman at Harvard, and she had the same effect on the young men strolling in the Yard. Seniors who knew him not at all wandered close by the party and beamed upon him. Ichabod decided that Huldah must be pretty and gave her some study during his Easter holiday at home, while his father was busy with the repairs of the Glory, which had ridden into Nantucket on a March gale. The spring was somehow disturbed and feverish. Bolsover

was restless. Mr. Martin was ailing and more men had left Nantucket for New Bedford, lured by the great mer- chants there with offers of short cruises on clipper ship bound tamely to Liverpool with loads of wheat and cotton.

Houses, even in rich Orange Street, were falling vacant, and the old men wailed that Nantucket erate “*T tell you, Iecy, it looks as though ) is well go on and | a poet,”’ said Bolsover, } larne shoulder. ‘“And—this petroleum’s rea ; I don’t know what people like about it. It smells to heaver It sputters when you burn it. It—oh, well; run down and ask Abel Martin up to dinner, mn. “Is it true Pete Hazzard won’t take the Glory out next trip, sir? “Trip? Heavens,” cried Bolsover, “don’t talk as if the . : a : : 1 ry AS i ‘amboat, tecy: 0, *Says he 00 OF 0 Glory was a steamboat, Iecy! No, Pete say t lt go out again. He’s sixty-five. Why, I remember Abiram Hughes sailing his Rose into Edgartown the day he wa re Ichabod worried for fear Bolsover would take the Glory out himself, and was shocked when he got a letter in late May bidding him come home at once. It must mean something serious, and Ichabod paced

deck of the steamboat Island Home while she carried him out from New Bedford's active wharves “T see your father’ got the old Glory all pa nted u smart as a circus wagon,” said another islander on boaré , And I hear he’ v7 yin’ out with her too

practice, He wrote I ibod letters twice a week all winter and

Ichabod groaned within himse was too use

his father’s nearness now Bolsover was hi in- gle hero still, and it might be three, four vears be fore the Glory would cross the bar again. He remem- bered ships coming home with flags at half-mast for a dead master, buried in t] seas south or north, and Bolsover was SIxXty He stared at the low outline of Nar tucket rising on t ray water and hoped at his father would et him go along. The steamboat passed the new light- right ol irbor mouth, and there lay the Glory of the Isle anchored off South Wharf, her white f I ‘ t t l

figurehead of a bare brawn lady facing the still trees of the town. She was fresh painted and on her decks men were wres-

tl ed sudden! nd the sea me what it nad ( i me Vrie } hy ther talked ) ‘ the yproy ! 1 t dining ro‘om Hie trotted up rut Wate eet the emptine of M where he recalied varms of sailormen r } m tu eemed a ; at noor } ve looked up fr ait Vitha iv

He Saw His Own Catboat Beating Up in the Throng of Dories. and Hutdah Held Up a Bundle of Shawis That Wiggted Curiously Its Sail Flapped Over as it Came Alongside Continued on Page 73

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14 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST MET the wire hound itStuttgart, having rough three day of June 5,1920 set up shop in Stuttgart the Secure. Herr Blos groaned probably, but it had to be done. The

with border arrived in iing dugout of Ger vernments unde as the Ebert- Bauer govern- was pu ling out for “again The wire when I saw him t, was playing madly i bijou folding ty; writer, while a hotel ter waited to take the heets to the wire as fast ws he tore them out interpreter tned Nuremberg on telephone The corre pondent ofa great Amer i preas bureau, it ts } job to be where the news is most important, but also to be near the end of a wire—always a wire When he is not rushing round ascertain ng the cold facts, when he is not warming them

railroad station and the hotels on the surround- ing square were already decorated with ever- greens surrounding mot- toes reading, “Welcome to our heroes,” for re- turning war prisoners were still dribbling in from France. It was only necessary to freshen up the evergreens with new branches, to change the mottoes into “ Welcome to the government,” to furnish with beds a few rooms in the castle, and all was ready. Fat Eating HE heads of govern- ment came hooting into Stuttgart in fast automobiles, and about a third of the National Assembly arrived with scanty baggage and emergency clothing in every sort of conveyance.

ip on his baby typewriter condensed but ex pre ress bureauese, he! inking, plotting, dreaming, tipping to get an open wire i fast transmission. For the rest, he is a tall, lean, silent, yreeable American of the Hoover ty pe, and likes to sper d hours of ease tinkering with an automobile. the Herr Professor, whose destiny during a roubled, tragic, comic, strenuous but not wholly disagree- ible ten days was to flow beside ours, still slumbered in the womb of time At the very moment when the wire nd was playing his pretty toy with his fingers and tructing me on the Stuttgart situation with his mouth the Herr Professor, three hundred miles away, was sitting his school of modern language conversation making head waiter who cherished an impossible dream of » America repeat after him, “The pencil is not red ck.” Little did the Herr Professor then dream that American tocsin would soon call him to the cruel rs of red wat ‘ day later the wire hound and I sat in Stuttgart’s best unning the passing throng and wondering whether the going would be better and the news livelier at Leipsic, it Nuremberg or at Dusseldorf. So many German revolu- tior may have come and gone before these words get printed that I had better recapitulate our situation, as well that of the German Republic Just nine davs before the Kapp but inspired by Ludendorff, ‘rstroke, header id fallen on rlin the lawful government, perhaps betraved by one of its own members or by its Prewetorian Guard, had fled b 1utomobile to Dresder ittwart when the rumbles of Communism began to agi and then to Saxony. Six days before it had called the general iwgainst the usur On that very day the German people as a whole rose ind proved that they wanted no more Junkers; tha old crowd had made its old mis take of failing utt to read a popular psychology So Kapp ruled his hundred hours and withdrew with his Baltic troons, jeered by the populace In Peaceful Wirtemburg PUT the general strike the weapon against govern- ) ments, now for the first time drawn by a government is provinga Frankenstein. TheSpartacists, Communists, heviki-- whichever you may want to call them—had blazed up. Barriers were down, machine guns were splut- tering, in Leipsic, in Nuremberg, in Halle, in half a dozen other industrial citic and an obscure but greater cloud tled over the Ruhr Basin. Dusseldorf and prob- occupied—taken over by persons izily described as red rhe government rushed back to Berlin in order to avert anarchy; of the heads in that gov ernment only Ebert was to hold office a week later So we sat wondering where the hunting would be best. it was a Sunday of great relief in Stuttgart. Across the juare rose the gray, battlemented, turreted bulk of Stuttgart Castle, flying the black, yellow and red flag of the troubled German Republi Before it a squad The Herr Professor (Left) and the Wire Hound Interview the Red Guards of soldiers were leisurely rolling up the last strands of a barbed-wire entanglement. Nearer a full crowd, neatly dressed but a little shabby, drifted across the square or down the streets. Now and then they threw giances of lan- guid curiosity at the soldiery, and perhaps smiled slightly. Any shrewd person who knew nothing of the situation might have perceived in the attitude and motion of the crowd an air of relief. The government was gone, and Stuttgart was glad to see it go. That city, and the state of Wiirtemburg in general, has a reputation for peace, orderli- ness and security which brings embarrassing guests, It was an old king of Wiirtemburg who, when his fellow kings were boasting of their riches, their armies and their power, aid, “I would feel safe in putting my head in the lap of any of my subjects and going to sle p 7 Whereupon, according to the legend, the other kings gravely nodded their crowned heads and said, “ Ah, you are the richest of us all!”’ So in 1848 the abortive republican revo- lutionary government took Stuttgart as its capital—and look what happened to it! When the revolution of 1918 came with the armistice Stuttgart and Wirtemburg in general followed the lead of the empire If kings are out of fashion let us have no more kings. So a deputation waited on William Il of Wiirtemburg—a far better man, from all accounts, than his imperial namesake—and broke the news. The king gracefully withdrew from his palace and went to live in his castle by the Bavarian border. There he occupies his days in hunting and gardening, and is reported to have said that but for the future of the boys he was glad the jig was up. Herr Blos, a moderate Socialist, was elected president. His wife is a member of the State Assembly—a situation, I think, so far without parallel in the annals of woman suffrage. Stuttgart followed the fashions of the time a little more disas trously in January, 1919. The Spartacist wave struck the town; some of the work- men in the great magneto factories went out; there were barricades and shooting in the streets. But the outbreak was mild after all compared with what happened in Bavaria to the south and Saxony to the north; and when the Reichswehr and the local militia had restored order Stuttgart settled down again to make the best of it

They packed the best hotel—a very good one it would be if it had any food supplies—and spilled over into lesser establishments. A few soldiers arrived and set up slender barbed-wire barricades about the entrances to the castle and the Art Institute, where the National Assembly was going to meet. Stuttgart welcomed the government formally and with- out any cheering. On the barbed-wire barricades the populace looked with resentment and a little amusement. What were these northerners, these Prussians, expecting to happen to them in Wiirtemburg, where the king could lay his head, and so on? Otherwise the main popular emo- tion seems to have been fear lest these disturbing visitors would eat them

out of house and home, for more functionaries and subfunctionaries were arriving every day. Ebert and Bauer dined at the very best restau- rant, just back of the Art Institute. The crowds used to stand outside watching and remarking that with a few more days of this the price of eggs would be going up from two marks apiece to three. Most of the per- sonal gossip which I got from the burghers of Wiurtemburg concerning their rulers had to do with eating. They had not noticed how Ebert, Noske and Bauer and Scheidemann dressed, or how they had looked; but they remembered that Bauer always drank Burgundy and Ebert beer, and that Noske de- manded beefsteak. Now it was all over for another seventy-five years or so, and it had been wound up before the provisions gave out! Stuttgart breathed more freely. She was a little anxious still, however. Everywhere beyond the horizon was tragedy. To cap the anarchy in Leip- sic, the shooting in Nu-

Then Ebert, Bauer, Noske—the whole cabinet—asked Herr Blos’ permission to Red Army Volunteer remberg, the uprising <t a ae — — —

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Halle, the newspapers that morning had hinted—in the irritating way that German newspapers h: at some kind of disturbance in the Ruhr Basin, over by Holland. They carried among other items the astonishing news that

1500 Reichswehr troops, “forced across the occupied border in the fighting,’’ had been interned by the British. The wire hound and I sat silent, fingering our steins, wondering where to go next. For me it did not so much matter—the going

ked good anywhere. For him it mat- ered greatly. Leipsic? Yes, but the reds held the post, | rraph and telephone offices. Where could he geta wire? iremberg? It looked like a side show. And then the iperior powers decided. Our interpreter arrived with a

telegram to the wire hound from the division manager in Berlin: “Workingmen have taken Diisseldorf city government,” it said. “Fighting near Elberfeld. Would appreciate Ruhr date.” “Would appreciate!’’ snorted the wire hound. “Say, there goes my Easter at home in Paris!’’ He paused for a moment and his sleepy brown eye, which camouflages enormous energy, grew meditative. “Well, the general strike is off in the morning,” he said. “I suppose we can get a trair Know anything about transmission in the Ruhr district First Glimpses of the Revolution S° IT was settled. Next morning, when the great airy J railroad station of Stuttgart woke from one of those peri- odical torpors which now afflict all Germany, we were off to It is an illus- tration of the short distances and crowded conditions of

Diisseldorf and the darkness of uncertainty Europe that from Stuttgart, near the Swiss border, we ex pe cted to reach Diis seldorf, near the Dutch frontier, before night—and that on a train which, being the first since a general strike, stopped at all flag stations That train indeed changed its purpose every hour or so. It was to have gone to Diisseldorf, via Cologne, where there were British and American intellig

nce

officers, who would inform us on the situation

and those of man which you encounter when you travel down the Allegheny into Pittsburgh. A stretch of gracious hill landscape; then you crawl into a town ora city of huge, square black-and-red factories, of high smokestacks, of lurid bursts of light from blast furnaces. Almost all these urnaces seemed to be working; everywhere along the way the lighted windows of factories slashed the night. The stations seemed quiet and normal 99 “A revolution in this country? ” we said. “This is a wild goose chase! Only one sign seemed a little ominous. Though this was the first day after a general railroad strike, when all pas- senger trains should have been crowded, traffic grew slim- mer and slimmer in our train. People descended at the Way stations; no one seemed to get on, ‘““Well, maybe it’s the increase in passenger rates,’ we said; for the government had just ordered the doubling and tripling of fares. Essen finally, its darkness preceded by the glimmer of many lighted factory windows, the occasional hectic glare of a blow-off. A few passengers got off and scurried away across the broad cement platforms. But everything in sight seemed normal, even to a girl cutting rye bread and sausages for sandwiches in a booth just outside our win- dows. Her the wire hound interviewed in his very slender German. “Is it true,” he asked her, “that the Bolsheviki, the Spartacists, have taken this town?”’ The girl snapped down her cutting knife, and “No!” she said. “Not the Bolsheviki. But the workmen hold the town, mein Herr!” Then as we gave up our tickets at the Diisseldorf train gate the revolution hit us suddenly, dramatically. A hand touched my shoulder. I was jostled aside. And through the gate before me strode three little, stubby, round- headed men. They were in rough working clothes, with caps. They wore red brassards on their left arms. Each had a new Mauser rifle slung across his right shoulder; each had a bandolier heavy with cartridges slung across

15 his chest. I looked them over and decided to pretend that the jostling was accidental At a long, swinging stride they vanished into the dark ] ness Outside. Beyond the station lay the city, with-only a few lights burning. We found a citizen willing for a price to carry our luggage to the hot All the way we passed down a wide street, entirely deserted, except that at every

ung to ready

corner stood two guard they looked at us shar back and let us Pass OI Though it was not yet ten o'clock, the hotel was locked then seeing the bags stepped

We rang up a porter, who looked us over carefully through the plate glass before unlocking the door. The manager, appearing a little drawn and nervous, came and i viewed us in English before we were allowed to register From him we got a succinct if only partially accurate news summary. The Wire Hound in Action yo workingmen held the tow: absolutely They had come in suddenly, 10,000 of them, two mornings be fore. There had bee killed and a few windows smashed on the Kaiser Allee. It

i little fighting, a few men had beer wasn't a red army exactly —it seemed to be a combination of all the Socialist parties —Social Democrat, Independent and Communist. The Burgomeister and town officials were still in office, but under the workingmen. No, there had been no violence; but over there beyond the r tracks was a big workingmen'’s army camped many? He did not know I over to see. But a great Communist army was <¢

only an hour away. He supposed they would march on the city soon, and the Socialists would go to fighting among ! So far no violence, except the shoot themselves, and then ing on the Kaiser Allee He had searcely finished before the wire hound was unfolding the dwarf typewriter, squatting down betore a table and running off a cautious flash beginning: “ Work men army composed all Socialist parties esti mated moren ten thousand in all came Dussel

‘rations. But when we

and enlighten our o}; approached the Rhine, instead of crossing as t should, it switched northward into unoccu- pied Germany) All the way we had been fighting for the news with what poor German we had, with what English and French chance acquaintances had We got nothing except a vague idea of trouble in the Ruhr. Now just as the shades of night were coming on we f irned by comparing the

ation signs wit ir maps that we were entering the Ruhr district proper. You could tell from looking at any ordinary railroad map ¢ the industrial importance of this area. For here the wavy lines of the German railway system multiply into a tangled knot. It is the great coal deposit of Western Europe, this Ruhr Basin. About its shafts cluster the steel- works which made the German Empire. Its heart is Essen, whose main ventricle is the gigantic Krupp WOrkKS they alone

employed during the war 160,000

dorf Friday When he had finished, carefully omitting all that seemed like rumor, we asked for the ts ind the proprietor graph office. But the porte positively refused to open the door for u Everyone was ordered off the streets at nine thirty, they said Anyone walking the street without a pass stood to out they would be held responsible We con prom sed by ending tne econd porter, who be shot If the jet u had a pass and who cheerfully took the chance for twenty mar! So to bed, with an ear cocked for the shootir g, which never came Next morning Dusseldorf bustled at the pace of a normally busy modern Germar The tramways were running, packed i! the , early morning with factor operative for part of the workmen’ Dp | ater, Was to ole the ge

hands. Its financial and social capital, set down by the Rhine a little aside from the workings cities, is Diisseldorf,

of aimost the same zeasSan Francisco. Without the mune of the Ruhr, blast- ing and smelting the stolen ores of Lor- raine into ingots and guns and locomo- tives and vables arid machines, neither modern Germany nor the great war had been We were travel- ing now through a hill country all glo- ous with the first faint greens of spring, tossed to a foam of rose here and there by the tender young blooms of apple blossoms. There was in this district the same

ot! the general strike i lane l ri an alee ehiltdren trooped t hool; womer is the day wore 0 came mat keting and hop- ping; fakers demon trated and sold mend-anyt ¥ t ment to g 8s Ol interested boob

contrast between the works of Nature Reichswehr Troops Just Out of Wesel Battle Interned by the Betgians at Buderich.

Continued on Above—Red Army Soldiers and Nurses Page 79

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 rYVROUG! - : , : . " a under observa- pager ; ; . BD sie eg: tion by “the fam- ily’’ with the sure conviction that he would disgrace himself in due course. Now a family can bea very ter- rible organiza- tion, even though individually the various members may be all the imagination would picture or the heart desire. But it is not, alas, an infrequent oc- currence that col- lectively and as- sembled together they arrive at a state of being that is altogether the reverse. As bees en masse produce wax, so the family en masse and in council produce or fulminate lightnings to de- stroy. Cousins, nephews, nieces —— and in-laws one after another come up for as- say, and it is sur- prising indeed if gold should be found to temper the baser metals of their mold or “) Think This —I Think Any Two Peopte Can be Happy Together if They Take the Trouble’ casting. There is no deliberate venom in the judgments which arise from an in- B Rolamd Pertwee grained and entirely unjustifiable belief that rela- V tionship carried with it the right of unlimited FUHR criticism and gives to the criticism a value whicl even an idiot would realize it does not possess. and audible, blinding the eyes and ringing in the ears. But when the circle is broken up and the brethren and Only the past has reality, the cold reality of death. Pres- sisterhood leave the chill exposure of the council rock for ent and future have no being other than in pain. Simple the kindly warmth of their own fireside it is more than les, of course, but these sounds of everyday life—the rumble of wheels, the rattle likely that the recently sacrificed victim may find his ipon them, and merely of milk pails, the cries of news venders in the street below— wounds dressed and bandaged by the very hands that r in closer tic Being these and such as these are but part of a hellish humming _ inflicted them. I were able to laugh their horus, violins of agony thrummed and scraped by the Amy did not use the word “death” in Richard’s pres- nto the cupboards of forgetful devil’s orchestra ence until she fully realized its certainty. Up to that time dren, which was a real grief Richard Carrington did not bother to define what he she and he practiced their pathetic deceits, to the decep- his feelings were too acute for definition. He only tion of neither. It would have been better perhaps had he ground—the dear mother earth which had the word never been spoken, for those about to die look ndly—was swept away from beneath his into futurity, if not for themselves then for those they love. n and thereafter he would live in a pit The first and only mistake Amy ever made in the whole ILLUSTRATED Br ERNEST ing forever at his elbow. Being a man course of her married life found its place in this last little to publie exhibitions of emotion he suffered the talk they shared together. ly on account of repression. His wife’s relations, It began so abruptly that Richard was beggared of con- the best intentions, mistaking his silence trol at the very outset. Hello, darling,” he sang out as he entered the room. ; for apathy, one after the other linked an = marched him up and down the gravel ‘Awful lot to do to-day. Almost afraid shouldn’t be back house, and did their best to explain the before you were asleep.” »extent of the loss he was about to sustain. Her answer should have been: ‘‘ You oughtn’t to have t excellence they hoped to achieve by this hurried home; I’m perfectly well to-day.” t was much the same as dropping Instead —“‘ Dicky,”’ she said, “I’m going to die.”’ und, but one and all they pursued it “Don't—don’t!”” he gulped. , centration, He crossed below the bed end, knelt on the wooden seat realize, Richard, what a beautiful wife and pressed the curtains tight against his mouth. There is a strange evenness about people who are going made no answer they incorrectly but to die which to the ignorant may be mistaken for uncon sitively surmised that he did not realize, cern. They speak, and if their words excite another’s emo- ‘unworthy’ found its way into the family tion they wait patiently, placidly until the storm has abided there. Janet, who was really very subsided, then pick up the skein and unravel it slowly. : worried herself into a state about it. Amy did not interrupt Richard’s first paroxysm of he be: t | ire ol! ignor ‘Amy did everything for him,” she said. “Why, good expressed grief-—she just watched him fondly until the the careless mea ' ! ands by) ns, without her he’d have been nowhere! It makes uncontrolled moment had passed and he was his own man window breat t gia taring hop yatt ! ick! i there he is, going about his work just as again. black, blur night d all round him dar istort f " “I don’t want to go, dear,” she said, “but there it is phantoms of hap nd di that ‘ »b Sut as the reader will have surmised already the value- and I know. You'd like to hear me say that from first mocking sprites wit! a hai im ashe looks — lessne this view, it would be sheer waste of space to till—till now, you’ve been everything I’ve wanted toward them and le a str s outa! conclude the spoken words. wouldn’t you?” Memory becon phastly « long-forgot Let it be said, however, that even before his wife died He nodded and fastened on to her hand with a grip that intimacies of scene or sp ! aptot foreground, fi Richard was looked upon with eyes of distrust and placed hurt and eased.

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= ——— ed ee ee | 4 a ‘ THE SATURDAY EVENING POST great fun, we tv your fun in the “We've had fun, Dicky I’m leaving it mustn’t mear Dicky, world Is going with me, want a rait , because I . You're such a cafter you. Believe, You’d never eat anythir ag He managed »say ‘“‘I want to come too,” and buried his face in the pillow by her ide. “You will, to please me, won't you?” It was a contin- ‘Ico our wa ance of her word f I tl ight of you inday mornings. So it must be happy ounting ) Ss » soon, Dicky, very And you should have children too. It wouldn’t be like I think ye such a nice girl you're der of an OP f you yuu could fond forgetting marry EF me, f . : field was twenty-three. Ricl ‘ ird had been d a lawsuit on her behalf in regard to an He had won the case, and her admiration was his with the verdict—the rapt admiration and hero worship of the girl for the professional man of forty-six. Very pretty, very sym] athetic, very susce} tible , Was ‘isie Masetfield. Am ie had compo ed a due in Rich- ard’s praise and the ang it together with variations vher er the met, whien wa often, for tl ey liked each other Of all the v or n that house of sorrow Elsie was the most welcome, f she possessed that still and gentle quality of friendship so welcome at the elbow of sickness. “*She knows how I keep your engagement di: pursued In a quiet level voice; ‘and Kate like Kate was the cook; also she was an institut househoid, “Don’t say any more,” muttered Richar Plea lease don’t ay any more a “But you'll remember?” She felt his head nod llow nd ive a l le sigh of content. “That's ; I’m a bit tired nov At three A. M. the casement curtair icked out Into the ight as though an 1 ible be had } ed rough te. There was no movement from the tigu lent t ire on e bed. Those round were hushed to breathlessness, but from belowstairs came the wild sound of cler hed hands beaten upon a table, the strained rattle of a man’s laugh- d and hollow. er, CTacne The fan were ver neere, if a little businesslike, in their grief. They gave all possible help in clearing up the house, notifying undertakers and new papers and dis- posing of Amy’s effects. For some reason which they failed to comprehend Richard begged them to remove every knot of ribbon and garment which had been her Onlv a few trifle he collected 1 locked out of sight in a secret drawer. The veil she handful of dried stalks and rusty wires the rest Aric iad worn at their wedding and a that once had been a bridal bouquet he disposed of ruthle ly. “Do what you like 1 af he sa Sut don't you want to keep something to with them, remember her ? His reply “My The assembled eyebrows arched in hy »ply was most unseemly. Lord, if I could keep something to forget her by!” reproval. her in she unspoker Amy had never been a true member of the sacred circle, time being too fully occupied with the needs of the m had married, for regular attendance. During her life this monumental act of neglected duty may have been the sub- ject for debate or censure, but having passed out of life she became firmly installed as part of the family and ethereal- ized as much on that account as on her own. That t husband of such a wife could so far degrade himself as to express desire to forget her was an infamy beyond reach of redemption. ne “Selfish, selfish, selfish!’ they pronounced. His tion conjured up no picture of a man whose grief was stant, so ingrained as to be unbearable. Decency, common decency, demanded a uniform of outward and inward sable, an ordered grief which if properly conducted might find due reward in sympathetic heart-to-heart talks, to be by appointment. Later, a slight relaxation Janet might propose that her hus band play a round of golf with him; Ellen that he attend for supper on a Sunday night. It would not even be side of the case was unrepresented, and imagina that hysterical quality so disastrous to firm ruling oO COn- arranged might be suggested. too great a concession if Wallace, the unmarried member of the family, were to give him a run in the Vauxhall, pro vit of course, that he, Wallace, had nothing more in portant to do. Naturally these benefits would depend on the satisfactory bearing of the probationer—the ge: life being engaged gently and in proportional ratio to the good marks allotted him. A bereaved husband almost invariably becomes part of the real estate of his every day wife’s relations, however much or little they may have identified themselves with him prior to the disaster. “We shall now be able to see,”’ they argue, “just how much his love for her was worth.”” A yellow flag is hoisted at the doorway and the miserable victim enters into quarantine, But Richard Car ton was not the best subject th family method. He ha own Views a 1 fe and grie and most of the things t matter; and, righ r wrong he preferred rather to act n these than the pre ri ment f other pe ‘ Lhe new quite we tha Oo re as | wife had under won) | t ana iy oO ire her f had oO comprenhe of hin vha ever. If he ed them it v bree e the ire the } r was tl e ol he ar n them he il tra if ind manner shared by the perfect | t " W ! Wherefore he de ‘ I pa i comp t p of family in its ind lual sense if | ¢ ect ‘tt Att funeral he d aced himself “Tam e Ar vould wish tl that 1 the er they were sa y when the outburst i Just don’t tal il it her!" he said | 1 to s¢ you here, and always shall be—but do Amy, please.” “Our ter!"’ The ery rose to the ( N of your er but of my Ww fe I knew het yu didn’t tha wi It has been sugyvested that heaven i pla e where fo think and peak we lof each othe “ ny ibly present the difference | ween a celestial and a cosmi ite in it noblest if most improbable mood. I'he f 1 dey ( ! elr seve lw ul Ri ird Carrington was left to wonder how in the 1 days before he was married he avoided blowing out his brair Che nig were the heaviest burder the and the 1 eline were tolerable He woul le eyed and liste yr to Ul no ngne about ! the tl violin note of the dart pometim hie illed t Amy ¢ stretched out a ha witl the prayer t it her j t finger might close upon hi But the doors of e past were slammed and bolted and sealed. Asa mea e of discipline he locked ip the wine cellar and thre the Ke ’ the neighboring wall; he had no ta for forgetfulne that came from a bottk And the da lengt ened t Vet e wer ti mor ind the wet ¢ of mi ttled into the dr white marble f des] r Onl me pr it tood what he fered and she Wa the girl, Elsie Masetield W I ! Loolne he kept away from the ho for some while it at last sympatl and desire to comfort brought he » the door. Tha evening marked thi Ustep towa iproveme The alked together f An he pertect n, eT nile he ovablenes It is a beautiful talk and did ever such f good. Continued on Page 114 “Dicky, You Must Marry Again, Because I~Want You To"

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 5 bY Oma tS deavored, follow- B BALIR ON ROSEN always have to be reckoned with, and consequently m I had prepared y the likelihood of Russia, unless guided by a policy of trate reason and competent statesmanship, becoming in , alias Former Ambassador From Russia to the United States volved in a conflict which would automatically lead to a general war in Europe owing to the play of existing alliances. “If, however, we could bring our- selves to renounce the cult of the fetish of the Great Slav Idea the whole question of our relations with the Austro-Hungarian monarchy would present itself in quite another ligt t. From the poir t of view of the security of our western frontier these relations were of no less importance than those with our other neighbor,

Germany, and the maintenance of friendly relations with both, as they had existed for a century and a half, should have been the first and most important duty of Russian states- manship. Russia was certainly not coveting any territorial acquisitions at the expense of Austria-Hungary al nor could the latter Power be sus- ion of the +4) pected of any covetousness in regard were numeri to Russian possessions. The Aus- element; . trian flirtations with our Ukraino- philes, barring some encouragement of their disloyalty to Russia, were not of any more practical importance than our flirtations with Austria’s Slav subjects and our academic en- |

ipied rst place; next came ‘ : ‘ couragements of their potential dis- e Magyars; and | the Slavs. P ; , ’ . loyalty to the Austrian Crown. Bot! igh since 1867 Hungary had been . ' “ea Powers would certainly have acted ndependent kingdom, united P ~ wisely if they had put a damper or tria only in the person of the * ‘ : ' the exertions of their nationali fluence of the Mag . ; agit: . But there existed no ra- of the dualistic ) ; ' tional ground whatever for us to loo! because " , - askance at Austria’s efforts to expar do . x ‘ her political influence, after having been ousted from Germany, in the direction of southern Slavdom. “To begin with, it was high time for us to realize that Russia was not the only great Slav Power in the world, that Austria was another—no more, indeed, exclusively Slav than Russia herself, but since the annexa- ; tion of Bosnia and Herzegovina about quences, was } ’ ; two-thirds Slav—and that the more

two considera- ADS - : be’ Slav countries she could succeed in of its advo- ‘ bringing within the sphere of her in- tatesmen were | . f i terests, the greater and the more to be extremely : ‘ ‘ " . Sa powerful would become the Slav ele- = — : — - ment, and consequently the influence of Slavdom in the monarchy. The

the stror gly The Great Bell, Racwa on the Bett of the Czars, Largest in the Wortd, in the Kremlin, Moscow. feeling of the It Weighs 103 Tons. Broken in the Making, it Was Never Rung incongruity, therefore, of our mani- mn, used to festing in the supposed interest of the ictant to renounce it prove of use in case of an armed conflict with the neigh- Great Slav Idea any jealousy of our neighbor on account econd consideration was ¢ boring monarchy. of his annexation of Bosnia and Herzegovina and of his of Austrian statesmen This policy, inasmuch as it was inspiring the activity of tendency to seek expansion of his influence southward, was connected with our diplomacy in the Near East, was evidently movingin a would seem to be evident. In short, there was no rational i 1 and with the policy vicious circle: We were to antagonize Austria-Hungary’s ground whatever for supposing that two great Slav Powers upposed to pursue, in regard policy in the Balkan Peninsula in the hope of thereby could not exist side by side and live in peace and amity nationality. securing an ally against her in case of war, whereas this without attempting to encroach upon one another's do- ating to the time when I was’ very antagonism was in reality the only cause that could mains or spheres of influence.” Serbia I had asion to refer or was at all likely to lead to an armed conflict with the Moreover, such a consummation would have had the curious t produced on the policies of the Slay Dual Monarchy. great merit of having laid forever the ghost of Pan- tes of the Bal ninsula by the rival influences of Treating this subject in the above-mentioned memo- Slavism under the headship of Russia, which for so long Russia and Austria-Hungar Thus Bulgaria would seek randum I wrote: “If this policy is inspired less by concern has been held to be a grave menace to the rest of Europe, the support of the latter against the former, and Serbia for the interests of Russia than by altruistic considerations though it has been kept alive only by the empty vaporings the support of Russia against Austria-Hungary, and vice regarding the interests of the Slavs of the Balkan Peninsula, of our Slavophile press, noisy agitations of our Slav bene, ersa, as circumstances might require; the result being the adherents of this policy are losing sight of the fact olent societies, and more or less insubordinate activities of e Vienna government would consider one or the that the unfortunate population of Macedonia, already' our popularity-seeking diplomats <nd consuls in Slay other of the Balkan Slav states as potentially most dan liberated at the cost of Russian blood and treasure, was countries. Pan-Slavism under the headship of Russia out post tussia against Austria-Hungary, the ' replaced under the yoke of Turkey: by the Berlin Congress never could have become a reality for the simple reason as the southern Slavs would naturally be in full solely because the dread of the specter of Pan-Slavism in that Slavdom, divided against itself by more than one mthy with tl wpulations of the monarchy and connection with the far-reaching plans attributed to deadly feud, was united only in its reluctance to submit to always be y NY well as able to foment among Russia on the basis of the Great Slav Idea had arrayed the supremacy, let alone domination, of Russia in any content and a rebellious spirit. against us not only Austria but also the other great Powers shape or form. Of this we had a sufficiently enlightening ‘ as far as our gov- of Europe.” experience when we tried our domineering policies on the ll thought out, well Thus, the unfortunate Macedonian Slavs had become Bulgarians we had just liberated from the Turkish yoke. i c yin the Balkan the innocent victims of the Austro-Russian antagonism, Having thus exposed in my memorandum, with what I ula was supposed to p ue a double aim: First, to born of a policy dear to the hearts of our Slavophiles. thought sufficient convincingness, the unwisdom of suffer- prevent the spr ust re ingarian influence in the But this antagonism had still more fatal results. It had ing our policy to be guided by popular conceptions of the Slav states, or, as P; visti «trine would have it, to created a situation pregnant with the most serious conse- so-called Great Slav Idea, I proceeded to examine the protect these states from the pressure of Germanism in the uences, not for Russia only but for the world, inasmuch other so-called historic task Russia was supposed to have hape of Austria and to foil her posed aim of gaining an as, i ase of trouble occurring in the Balkans, had cut out for her by her obvious destiny, as well as by the et to t rean Sez t miki; and, secondly, t ‘ bility of t ter tio f Austria-Hung as unanimous traditional longing of the Russian people the Who nigh most nearly u 1 Balkan affairs would acquisition of Constantinople—Tsargrad and the Strai

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ifirst ofall pointed that all the vague and irre- , sponsible talk so out popular and so freely indulged in by our society, from the highest circlesdown tothe lowest, about this so-called historic task of Russia, had been the cause of similar actual intentions of con- quest being generally attrib- uted to our gov- ernment it of repeated de- nials and assur- spite pile ances to the contrary,towhich neither friend nor foe seemed to give an) credence At the same time i veterate and, it must beconfessed, not quite ground less suspicions in this regard had given rise in Eng- land in the public mind and even it the councils of tatesmen to per haps natural but in any case en ]

tirely groundle S apprehe nsior est the most un- likely, but, after all, not impossible actual taking possession

by Russia of Constantinople and the Straits might con- stitute a serious menace to England’s communications with India and to the safety of Great Britain’s Indian

been a state had two great rhe result, however, of all this had of latent hostility wh profoundly affected the empires to the lasting advantage of neither of them. This supposedly historic task of our policy in the Near East did not by any means, as I pointed out in my mem empire ich for more than half a century relations between the orandum, deserve this qualification, “unless we were to accept as a reason therefor the legendary raid on Con- tantinople undertaken by Oleg, Prince of Kieff, in the Ne ther nor Catharine the Great ever pursued a

hpeyinning of the tentl century. > Great imera. prac- much as imagi- restoration of the grand milar

set themselves only such tasks as fulfilled. Gre dreamed of the tar tinople her was Byzantine empire duke—the ‘As regards the the aforesaid memorandum —“‘it is high time to al

could Catharine the

never as conquest of Cor concerned merely with the under the scepter of a Russian Project. nation celebrated so-called Greek question of the Straits”’ to quote from

indon the idea that they represent the key to our house which we hould put in whict to our pocket. This is one of those phrases meaning, but, being of people, end b; minds. In convey no precise thought- lessly repeated by millions acquiring a hypnotic influence over people’ reality y} J these Straits of the Bosphorus and the Dardanelles can just as little be considered to represent the key to our house as could the strait known as the Sound—Ore und— giving access to the Baltic Sea from the North Sea or German Ocean. Moreover, 1 we still hold the superiority of naval forces as against Tur saltic it and, to all appearances, definitively passed into the hands of a neighboring Power, in the Black Se: cey, whereas in the has already, whose navy ranks as second only to that of Great Britain. “The navigation of the Straits in time of peace, that is to say, In nor- ‘ mal times, being free to merchant to naval vessels of all Powers save Turkey, under the treaties of 1841 and 1856. This latte tipulation, depriving our navy of men, is closed only free egress from the Mediterr: nean Mediter e right of Black Sea into the ind free ingress from the xy

ranean into the Black Sea, would seem indeed to constitute a seriou lisadvantage if we were in a positior | to consider our Black Sea ports as a

naval base for a considerable fleet

lestined to operate beyond the imits of that sea The Moskva River Takes a Tortuous Path Through Moscow Such an ambition, however, it would be folly for us to entertain, for the simple reason that in case of a war with a maritime power the Dardanelles, whether in our pos- session or not, could always be blockaded and closed to us by a superior naval force of the enemy. All that we really the Blacl sufficiently strong to cope with any naval force Turkey could possibly be able needed in Sea was a fleet to put to sea against us. To go beyond that on the plea that the Straits, not being in our possession and therefore -

that the whole questior of t Ire us more a matter of sentime t portance besides, we may rest a would never consent to a modifi« the status of the Straits as « il) I must observe here that this w of 1912—that is to sa thre ‘ and France had { onstar tinople, Sea of Marmora, the Da Eno agreed as tne lidia line the weste t the Bosphorus and the Ri

Gulf of Ismia to be detined Marmora and the island agreement which only mip ! e taken for anything bu order to enable Russian diy Russian people at least a having brought upon Ru and ea enough to give bee any ich combinatior mu They peo] ie have doubtful Russian

Statue of Peter the Great 1 the Would be estate { mipete } ew to t these € ana w! 1d i} j a Phe f , \ ju hat the

“lo i ’ f a ired tio t< hed | is WI oper ww } t} ce ent ofl ] ke to the pa ye of an ener in the Black Sea f raete ‘ pur | ( would the { t place }x« re ting what a recent writer a fined as “the ge eral rule that i ser avis are Dut concentrated na tional wealth ar power ir Hunde convene struction,’ a rule the wisdom of which our owr experience in the Crimean an¢ anese Wars should

der mode er iitl ( 1 defensecan be best assured from the re and the i is effect t the vader It tands t reason. therefor 1 ol the stra is for i! practical in ! ummer Great Britai by Ru phorus, the ia of a Minor betwee . irnla ia point on tne er, the l inds in the Sea of Imbro ‘ 1 Teneds al " ded incompetence could a empt pr eg en in ion to parade before the blance f iu ication fi the il phe of th war, ise the actu realizatio if have appeared more thar attached to ju f tion the trated wit! ficient clear he continuat f the war g meaning of the R in ession | f tl rait yuuld nece e the tance of the Ma if ed DY al : ‘ x “ll Ifse Hie i ho ‘ at all } ble f rate ind to reta perm ( ind, if possible, at what ena ! But th pseudo talk al t the nece tv f iged ! { isand 1 pe ire either unable orunw y ‘ ‘ t que whether i most im] tut task eign | wil i i ol my re ind t e the conseque | e Tea atvior f ( OL the pat ( ! eve por nt tere | the ’ sf hut Continued on Page 161

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Wasn't He the Man Who Had Lifted the Bath Robe From the Hook of Na- tional Obscurity? Certainty He Was EDWARD Rya d P} dowt to D.’s of a former generatior write a HEN the learne at then natural } treatise Or philosop that is, some ponderous tome which desired to put over as an erucite wallop tney nject one fundamental thought into the plas- “Tn the domain ‘we are confronted with two major And so effectively did they podermic that even in our day pring inasmuch as they e erstwhile aid they, mind and matter.” eager student iture,”’ ision hoot this educational hy ultured human classific iple as an aid often refer to » crowded out the un recognize this basic ation, wherein bone and ivory ha * major division Joel Baldaney was of such; but at the same time, far be itfromu toimply that Joel was uncultured, because he was worth at least pent hi Beach Ne catalogue of and winters at Palm loel had long even millior ince exhausted his referring to the numerou of the in that he had hit all the high rom blockhead to nincompoop verthele corching epithets when paucity of brains amor 4 the employee firm of Killmer, pots f ‘It's the human equation that’ of our bu ine . - be nuse he wa Baldaney & pulling all the slats out Joel put it; and Joel the boss carpenter who had sawed senb was the way ch stanchion, post and slat that went into the snug little Wasn't he the from the hook of national obscurity and placed it under the soft light of the librar Certainly he was. Why the Bal-da-ney Bath Robe was so popular in America that tructure 1an who had lifted the bath robe " ) a) amy and every And Joel Baldaney who invented new names for millions of tired business men went home at night Bal-da-ney,” what he aid, and member of the family ‘Bring papa hi imply knew just wanted, who was it but color combinations “Get hubby a comfy-brown Bal-da- one of ments which appeared in every magazine from Texas to Puckahoe ‘Ask him if de luxe for his nev for his Christmas’ that wa Joel's advertise- he wants a lazy-blue Bal-da-ney another and it Was a good one, because t ute he thought of calling it a “de luxe’ he rice eight dollar Of cour out of bat) at even million dollars were so many basting pulled as if they s nervous who ha threads, w ystem is asking him to it down ar | gs over least, it was that way vith Joel. He had acquired : uliar sort of nervou that fr that he would release it at It m ynehronized a | ‘ and and the worst of the most inopportune so bad if he could have his left optic, but nk gave him a baneful aspect even wink ked with his good right eye it was moments gi i ave been then wit! his straight one-eyve w when he would look benign Now the unfortunate part of it was that Joel's ragged- were jig-sawing holes into his disposition, and sof a competent secretary. and then they faded. Some of them fainted during the first battle. Still edge nerve he found it difficult to retain the service They came—they saw heaven is kind even to the nervous, and with the advent of Miss Hortense Telfer into his private office the SATURDAY EVENING POST By Boice DuBois ILLUSTRATED Br sun began to shine from Bm. 4 behind the clouds of in- onal competency, and the lit- tle blue bird twittered again for Joel. Then Hortense was fair to behold, being artis- tically tall and, withal, willowy. In truth, Hortense was a wax-doll blonde, and that by divine right. Furthermore, for purposes of tabloid registration, it is permissible to say that, potentially speaking, Hortense was éclat, poise and stenographic perfection. Such speed! There would be a chattering of keys, a ratcheting whir—and the finished letter would shoot a parabolic curve from her machine straight to Joel’s flat-top desk. And as for accuracy! Her spacing was like the seven stars of the Pleiades, punctuation as specific as the ancient jot and tittle of the Hebrew scribe. However, even as again and her the pestiferous miasma of early morn will smear the pink of rosy dawn, so some misfit human cog can ofttimes cratch the polished veneer of business efficiency. In it was Old Man Boggles, the chemist, who had thrown a monkey wrench into the bath-robe works, and Joel’s partner, Mr. Killmer, who ran the manufacturing end of the releasing all the bad news over the tele- this case business, was phone. ‘“‘Boggles has been away now for ten days,” Killmer. whenever he and if he show up to-morrow I shall have to close down, because said “He takes a va- feels does not cation like it, we have not got an ounce of dye in the factory.” “Close down!”’ shrieked Joel. “Do you mean to tell me that we are going to have our plant tied up just because that doddering old has been for ten days?” ‘It looks that way to me. He’s the only man who knows anything about our formulas, and won't countenance the idea of an Not a soul has been in our laboratory in ten years. Boggles will not stand for it and he recently told me that he would resign the minute I made a move t check him up on his formulas. You can chemist away assistant. EDWARD June 5,1920 figure the size of the hole we would be in if he should die. It would be the end of our comfy browns and lazy blues.” Then Joel smashed the receiver back on the hook, and used language that would have frizzled the tresses of any stenogra- pher—blonde or brunette; and after a while—just because he couldn’t think up any new names to call Boggles, and also because he did not want to incur the possibility of losing a rattling good stenogra- pher—he stopped. “Really, Miss Telfer, I beg your pardon,” said he. “Don’t mind me,” replied Hortense. ‘Go as far as you like—I’m leaving Saturday.” ‘“‘What!”’ shouted Joel. “‘ You are giving up your position?” “Yes,” said Hortense, shooing a lovely tress of blond hair—which resembled a stretch of molasses candy—away from her pink ear. “In heaven’s name, what has gone wrong with you?” “Nothing—I’m leaving because everything has gone right.” “What do you mean?” “Well, you see it is like this: I classify under the restless-blonde type—you know—what you might call the temperamental impressionalists; and oace having attained the ultimate ideal I take up some- thing else. As a stenographer I’m perfect and I that’s why I can’t stay here any longer. The system I work under won’t allow it.” “Fine!”’ said Joel, in a tone that registered super- sarcasm. ‘But, if it isn’t going to jar your system too much, do you mind telling me why you ever sacrificeu so glorious a career for anything so sordid as the bath-robe business?’”’ “Oh, I heard that you were hard to get along with, and before organizing a company for the promulgation of some of my ideas I wanted to make a test worst all-round combination I could possibly find, so I came in and got the job.” “TI get you,” said Joel, leaning back and tapping his with an ivory- handled letter opener. “Of course, I shrink from asking a lady questions that are none of my business, but what sort of an intellectual fecundity did you ne- gotiate in your last job?” “IT was with the Ruby Match Company—in their re- search and statistical depart- ment; in fact, I created it for them—something entirely new, and functioned along in- spirational lines. Perhaps you would get it better if I said RYAN know it case of the nose ‘ tf) ‘Having Once Gained an Entrance I Measured the Contents of Each Bottle ana Made a Careful Note of It"’

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST , 21 that it was a felt- oled auxiliary to scientific salesmanship, because when you come to analyze things it does pussyfoot ilong with it, and a clever idea once you grasp it.’ “Oh, I’ve got the focus all right,” said Joel. ‘‘ Please mntinue “Well, as I said, it’s new, and I suppose that some day I hall have to cult it, in order to reach the masses. The first them et worked principle Is Never struggle for an idea, but | At the Ruby Match Company I inder disadvantages, because I had to demonstrate through ome—as will. a poor medium. The manager wasn't exactly the right type, being a brunet, but I stayed long enough to demon- trate perfectior then I left.’’ At this point Joel picked up a glass paper weight with a mirror back, and glanced into it as if to get a line on his own classification, then asked: ‘“*What was the matter with the manager? “Inflammation of the ego, I should say,” an- wered Hortense “What did you accom- plish for the Ruby Match Company?” “Raised their sale

; about a million gross ag How’? with something akin to asked Joel, interest, for the first time. “TI did it through the magic of my system. It was this way. One day I was lunching with my friend Mazie Dayton, and she remarked casual-like: ‘Hortense, I haven't had a cold this winter, but I guess I better knock wood.’ Then she rapped the table with her knuck- ies and that mir ilé tne iles of the Ruby Match Company were boosted by a million gross “Tt’s a little too dense for me aid Joel “Not at all. The mir ite he made that remar}h mv svstem began to worl iniversal force behind the iperstitious urge, and ‘Why not set it towork in the match aid to myself business?’”’ “Did you?’ Certainly. Have you ever heard the expression:

‘No three on a match “Or yes.” ‘Well, I invented that, and as our general mana- ger at the Ruby company said to the president one day: ‘Trenholm,’ said he, it’s the wisest little bow-

er ever came into the tch trade.’ You se¢ is drifted all over the map.” “How did you start ‘First among the base- ball fans, then in the clubs and colleges. It was a flash idea for the mat when you con HDUSINESS, sider that each year there “It is the Same Peculiar are something like fifty billion pipes lighted in the country, and possibly a in} I knew that if I could get all the a bit superstitious about passing round a lighted

eigars al d cigarettes. smokers match, and once sell them on the idea that it was bad luck for three persons to use the same one, it would increase the ‘ ' consumptior And as I said before it boosted the little cks by about a million gros

By this time Joel was her in awe. She was one of two thi either a genius or a featherbrai IH inclination pushed him toward the latter conclusion, but his experience argued for the former. One thing wa certain—her repeated assertion that she had demor strated perfection wa in keeping with the record e had made while in his employ ‘What about this company you intend to organize?” he finally asked “‘T shall call it the National Bureau of Psychic Inspira- tion, for the correlation and conservatl of brilliant commercial ideas,’’ said Hortense as she moothed a

imaginary wrinkles from her immaculate waistline For several minutes Joel glared at her, then in deadly, concise, but even tones said: ‘‘ You are a fool.” “All geniuses are until they deliver,” said Hortense, blowing a speck of dust from the nickeled machine in front of her, “‘but I’ve made good, so you are wrong. On the other hand, I am more consistent than you are. When I make an implication—the same as you have—I prove it.’ “That is a sizzling insinuation,” said Joel, grinning at her audacity in spite of himself. ‘‘ Does it imply that I am a fool?” “Since you are so candid in discussing the matter— yes ‘Can you prove it?”’ “ Certainly.’ Once more Joel settled back into his chair, but this time he scratched his ear with the letter opener “Go ahead—I'm waiting.” ~ SS

Energizing Power That Maetertinck Refers to When He Tatks of the ‘Odic Effluviam a fool who allows a single » important ecrets of his ““Any man individual to carry round th ‘You mean ‘Yes.” “What would the Bureau of Psycl engaged it profe

busine

Joyyle Ir spiration do if I , F ional services In connection with a cas¢

» this he chances are that it would hand you the form ila

ir than a week,” she answered. hat would t charge be for a ser e of tl Hortense figured with a pencil for a minute, then answered “Oh, about a thousand dollars enough to fit up an office for the new organizatior There was a sudden squeak to the swivel cha which ended in a thud as Joel brought himself juarely i front of his desk. “Draw your pay employment with us at an end, Saturday night and consider your said he decisively, turning to the papers on his desk. Without so much as the quiver of a eyelash or the palpitation of a dimple chord on the typewriter i front of her, at the exact pot where she had left off when derful finge flashing with the dazzling splendor of a Fourth of July spi **Gad—but I wi breath. Hortense struck a grammatica interrupted by Joel, her wor r

at h I had her nerve!” said Joel under hi

Then he touched a button that buzzed a call in the sal manager's office, and a moment later Mr. Luffkin was seated at his desk with a record of the previous ales in his hands month Joel took one look at it full force then turned on the liquid fire, ‘In the name of sweet blue blazes what's the matter with the sales force of this firm? What have we got on the roatl, anyway —a crowd of tourists? Are they travel ing for their health ‘l know that this re port makes a ery poor showing, Mr. Baldaney aid Luffkin; “‘but at the ime time you want tore member that we have done very little advertis ing for the last three montl * Advertising! Joel. “Say, I’ve spent a “howled million dollars adverti ing our comfy browns and lazy blues, and But Joel had paused right in the midst of his excitement, and was gaz ing at Hortense, who was miling sweetly ou think that ven boost the

a-neys, with yfoot flub dub of corching sarcasm I would not be su d « Such familia flippaney between Joel Baldaney, the millionaire bath-robe manufacturer and a pert blond stenog rapher! He wondered if is ears had dece ed him put the next? mer I pec 0 were cut a nort as a postwar char

thle Joel, v »had turned po nim Phere mething , ft i flab ‘ orgal ti f tt m ‘ ] su t it and I'n Pons ) ect me € Cnc? nto the whole miserabie outl fake tl matter h me the rat t ng the wr r. 11d the me¢ Mr. Luffkin, making } cupe wit! econ Z wiacrity After wl eirg all rasped up to a ne yu iw-toot edge, Joel did a mean thing. He began to machine-gun } dictation to Hortense at double his normal speed, thin} thereb to confuse the blor | perlectio t and } e ne vaunted claim to ster wraphic iperior but the lad responded with the speed of a spring vcle er La ters, report tabulated docume all went to the little notebook, without a ie fi © ¢ tr nait ) juest Fina is Joel paused: for breath e looked up and dulcet tone oft as the kle of s r be iske ‘Shall I take your dictation direct on the typewriter? am far speedier that way, if you are pressed for time Thereupon Joel capitulated, and sudae eme that it ill beho ed } iit o fence w

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Presidential By SAMUEL G. BLYTHE Picking porte atile and likewise, ductile Chere is high polities politic Also, and for idential politics, which mutable . re is low eratior there is pre all other sorts, with a dash of lavender, a brig tls turned and beatific eye and a saintly aspect. Pre politics is a mixture of adverti and alchemy. The origi- laichemists got nowhere in their put their for transmuting base into pure gold. The that they had wwledge of public ity, for it If Paracelsu Albertus Magnus, Roger old polished halo, an up- idential Ing na effort to for aCTOSS mula metals trouble was no Kn nor machinery sacon and the other boy had of pre not only established but would | had liv agents would have their claim ave been able to capitalize their and ell their Tran mutation is done ever It is one compani« Loch day now the initial operations in presidential politic The econd grade leaders take a man and transmute him, to and for the people, intoa first-grade one; or the pre agent any they do the which amount \ thing with \ Alchemy \ the trick ‘ xperl to “ume our thinking proletariat \ and advertising do Of course it takes Even Hermes Tri god, didn’t trial political Some mentation meg! tus, who was a get away with it on the first Some of the base work on must be dis have reasonable success, as a material our alchemists Herbert imply will not transmute, and carded; but, at that, they urvey of their efforts in this testify. If they pell of the abracadabra working until the early and the late days of June they will at San Francisco, and they will the bonds, the preferred stock anteconvention period will can keep the cash in at Chicago and emerge with the candidates, and fifty-one per cent of the common Coming the behind; and often all there of it Phat paign like this one texture the of the boss« is taking step before: event is sometimes the shadow shadow is to the events cast trio is a normal one in a precofivention cam- many shadows of various of outlines, but the chief shadow, one most clearly delineated, is the one they here are sand sharpne sharpest one, the s getting what are after because nobody to ste p them Outrages Perpetrated to Order \ HEN the late Thomas B. Reed, of Maine, was run- ning the House of Representatives in Washington i custom to call in the Demo- leader “Boys, after the House at noon to-day we intend to perpetrate the following his capacity as Czar, it was hi cratic and say to them meets outrages "’— and give the details. Reed was in better case than those who are concerned with the forthcoming con- ventions, because Reed had the speci ; for his All that can be said for the plans of the which is late April, is that will be plenty of out- of them is The rhe spirit is willing, but the dope heation out Ile knew the though it is reasor rages of writing ably iLure bosses at time certain there ages the exact 1 not yet apparent ns are not vet made not all been mixed This is preconvention forth a series reasonably may be off On the other band Looking back over former former of outrages, based on no time tor prophecy. and conventions one per- occur campaign past to an entirely So might set formances, hat expected And they novel may come series—new stuff—may be perpetrated. there are However, pubdtic after it has happened of why it did happen, you n order that the may have a glimmer and whence, it may not be amiss to set forth certain aspects of the sit- uation at the time of writing; historical, because as yet all is fluid and unmixed, but the mixologists are After being apprised of the preliminaries it will be comforting to look nothing prophetical, and all beginning to get on the job the progress of the two enterprises of publican and Democratic candidates for and mark with the exact where the deeds were done. The to judge the present is by back and trace nominating Ke President crosses mly way the future, but there is consolation in having the low-down on the past This country will be thickly populated with clam- orous I-told-you-soers along about the first of July, and the appalling circumstance of it all is that they re- frained from telling until after the event instead of doing some of their shouting before when the noise might have been a deterrent. However, Burke set forth, there is no nourishment in trying to indict a nation. What Burke failed to add was that neither is, there necessity for proceeding, all that is needed is to let and it \ \ as such a nation alone will indict itself The primary instinct in all humans self- preservation, and that in- stinct reaches its highest and most insistent development in the political boss; also, the most adaptable. Always, if a boss can not preserve all of himself he is willing to preserve as much as he can, down to the tiniest shred; for even with a molecule remaining of his boss-ship he can rebuild, because in the four years between elec- tions nobody tries to stop him or pays any attention to what he is doing. The people have knocked in this country a number of times, but is Hoover down the bosses always they have allowed them to get up again. The boss proceedings in each campaign with an identical program. That program is to nominate a man for President who will be to his liking. Sometimes that Sometimes it does not. If it does not, the inates a man who is three-quarters, half, one-quarter—a little in his control. He plays in a de- scending scale, hoping and planning to save something out He'll take half if he cannot get the loaf a slice, a crust, a crumb; or, if worse comes to worst, he’ll be grateful for the paper the loaf was wrapped in—any- thing to identify him with the baking, for if he gets nothing He has no resource of his own. All he has tarts program prevails boss nom of the wreck. he is nothing is what is conferred on him. It has been so always. It will be so as long as the people delegate their political powers. It was so when this pre- convention campaign began. It is so as this is written. The Republican bosses set out to nominate a man for President, and the Democratic bosses set out to nominate a man for President. The Republicans had a free field. The Democrats were hampered by the fact that President Wilson wasn't playing the game with them. Still, they set up the pins. They invited They encouraged favorite They multiplied contestants in order to divide constituencies. That part of it was all same candidacies. ons, conventional and obvious. to happen. Primaries came along. Cer- Strength and weaknesses devel- Spurts were made. The ballyhoo became nation- wide. The people began to visualize the contest. The voters remembered that next November the occupant of the White House for four years from March 4, 1921, will be elected. Everything was regular so far, working well, Then came the period for first selective efforts, for casting up, for checking off, for finding out where they stand; and that period is just over as I write. The thing has straightened out and developed and, though what will happen will be interesting, what has happened is equally interesting and may be illuminating when it Chings begar a tain men got out tn iront oped. is all over. The term “bosses,”’ as used in politics, is an inclusive and a general one. There are various sorts of bosses, and numerous kinds of bossing. In presidential politics they range the gamut, but the chief and principal bosses, the June 5,1920 candidates superbosses, are the professional, or operat- ing, bosses and the producing bosses. The operating bosses are the men who are practical politicians, who devote their time to leadership and direc- tion and who stand out in front as leaders and directors. They are as permanent as may be. That is, they continue in power from year to year, because, having ability and skill of politics enough to attain leadership, they have skill and ability enough to retain it, and because, mainly, there are few serious efforts to dethrone them. The game of politics is so predicated on the give-and-take principle that a good taker who is a good giver can remain indefinitely in his leadership, for the simple and effective reason that by his giving and taking he holds his followers in line and because the politician bases all his actions on regularity and organi- zation. An ambitious small fellow hesitates a long time before he starts anything in the way of breaking down a leader, for the basic principle of politics that has been ground into him is that it is the organization that counts, not the individual, and he knows that even if he revolted not many of his fellows would, and the result would be that he would be left with nothing instead of with the propor- tionate share he would have if he stayed regular. Real Bosses as Fixed Quantities HE fetish of organization is what gives the bosses their continued power with their political associates. It holds the small fry in line. Thus we see, year after year, the same men held to be the leaders of the Republican Party and the same men held to be the leaders of the Democratic Party professionally, that is. As a matter of fact, a good NOERW WEW YORE Generali Wood

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= a adaptable boss usually holds on until he dies—Platt, in New York, for example, and Qu: in Pennsylvania, or Roger Sullivan, in Chicago. The real | a fixed qua tity. You hear and read a lot of protest and muttering, but every four years the same men appear at the pre dential conve! I ana un thing in the 1 t i way The producing bosses are the men who finance the pol- ties. These are in Ortant, Dut ne Che political bosses have no Their intentions we original list, nor constant that i pre aer if can paign in one ‘ may € ive a new et of producing yosses because Ol ome special or personal interest political and gov ernmental afialrs at the time tha i! duces them to cor bute. New blood and new money are constantly coming nto the producing end of politics, be. cause a policy that may have been vital to some of these poiuticlans in one campaign may leave them ¢ idand | W PF Ww e or t ‘ e rea rn i Mr. and Mrs. Wm. G. McAdoo f voliti ist as the political bosses are divided into party groups, » the producing bosses divide—that is, there are Repub- in producing bosses and Democratic producing bosses, it with this difference: The political boss in a presider campaign, having done his best to kee] rol, stays regular— to all out 1 appearances, at an) eisa Republican he keeps on the Republican side Is a Democrat he keeps on the Democratic side. He may have to deal with the opposition now and then and do some throwing and trimming, but in the large measure he i regular and plays fair with his party. The producing boss sometimes plays bot ends against the middle and contrib utes to both side However, it i I oduc ing bosses are tagged. They pre or the other chiefly. Usu y they have nar cand and often a few anchors to wine date should be beate » hole retain his grip the big political boss t be reg regularity is his bulwark with the little fellow producing boss has t ich tight obligation. Outsiders Horn Into the Running 4 TAKES money to run a presidential campaign, and ] r fortwenty year ots of it. The costs have been increasir remunerative and more. Now polities is nota particul | business. The professional politician, big one, must spend money In Keeping his organization intact and effec- tive, because that the only method which he can retain himself in power and keep his party In power He contributes what he can, no doubt, but tremendously more s needed. Thu his problem is to get enough money to make a Winning impaign, and the o ls place to get that money is from people who have mone ind who are willing Oo give it n the itements oO] sucn poi il pros pe as in be shown to el I'he Zz } a gg bos though he often i pol ecause he likes the game and Is interested in playing It, rarely neglects the personal end cf 1 The political bosses can, by their own methods, foster a candidate, but the candidate must have some sort of popular recognition before they can get far with him. Their case is easy if they have picked a candidate wh« well regarded popt eir Cast n more difficult if they are obliged to create favor le popular regard. lhere is where the advertising comes in, and the her ils¢ The real dependence of the political bosses is on the operations of the convention when assembled, and imme- diately before. Of course there ve beer stances whe the campaign made the nomination certain, Dut in this THE SATURDAY EVENING POST specific campaign the plan has been to multiply candidates with the idea of picking one at convention time. made mutch of a showing good, and are yet, bul the done most for themselves in the pre ind Hoover —were not on t The fact is that the political bosses of the Republicar Party of nominating ar of these men and have no desire to y of them now. More over, they do not nominate an intend to nominate any of them if they can help it. Several things happened. Wood and Johnson cut wide swaths, and Hoover, who ha the largest popular following, declared himself in. As soon as John son began his cam paign in earnest he met with a lively, enthusiastic and, to the old-line bosse disconcerting re ception. Meantime, such Candidates as rhis situation, as will b Republicans impaled on a three evoked a co derable a back and fortt A large port financing Nis Campalgn, al Borah in the Senate, } who made ‘ me urge certa ) gunpowde bi 1 the genera it t a i iv! x Tit } ‘ iu ny t operating bosses of the Re not appear In addit there Wa mon to appeal I i a m of Woo tiffne or dragging, of } the Wood ipporter neat public a staleme concer General Wood's Physical Condition M*® DOUGLAS ROBINSON, of p ter of the late Colonel her home and introduced t Lambert, of New York, a who attended both General Wood ead a sta f ‘ Doctor Lambe Bostor g much hea Reput had might be, nor i the mactl n the Republican nomi would accept i ducted an effect ! r he bosses did { pa ‘ and re ful oy that Wood is bel ! irved that mor } l rge a i | Continued on Page 182

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24 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 GWEN’S TONGUE vain Ly Charles Brackett at seams toate worked out what ILLUSTRATED BY MAY WILSON PRESTON j _— he thought was the % explanation. , Jerry glanced at Alex, who was j “They’re some three minutes ago,”’ leaning back against the table, his . b : I sent for,” he said. ou been doing?” arms folded, trying tosay something : ; \ “Chambers must é naid Gwen loaned me about round Joan's shoulder ' Y : have thrown them “Never mind,” he censured her i ©, , away by mistake. another moment. postponement. “I will.”’ , i. I hope they’re not se?” “Oh, what's the use?”” Gwen s spoiled, Joan. trained under Aunt prote ted, realizing she should head ‘*The y re of It I him off. In her inmost heart it ; lovely,” Joan an- rather pleased her that Jerry wasn’t swered. ‘‘I just ; going to be deflected. She loved ; 5 ( adore them.” 1 i She hadn't even excitement. , Alex looked ippalled her “ Alex,”’ Jerry summoned his at- fi se straight at her. ned, relief in his smile tention, “who did you mean would “The gods are vere only second choice, stab Gwen for throwing Joan and : , good,” he said. me together?” “Aren't they? lenty of people would like to, I ; ne 4 Gwen agreed. “Tt imagine,” Alex evaded, glancing at ij JE was just luck that She proved the Joan to see if she appreciated him. % rt. Pees} ; found them. ” ” his arms about “This was someone in par- ( Bt : ; : ng for Cham- presumably to — ticular,’’ Jerry insisted fy FS Ang ton srs, Alex.’ them looking ov “Oh, Jerry ”* Joan be- ' f ws ‘‘Oh, they’re gan in laughing protest ' _— found!”’ Alex pro- ‘Cocktails,"” Gwen ex- ‘ as % tested. ‘“‘Don'’t claimed, throwing Chambers, , Ps By bother Chambers who had entered with the i ' . about them. Let’s tray, a glance like a kiss, . ; have our toast Come, children, when this | : ' : the fiancés.” bottle of gin is finished we'll . a : ; They drank. that she ha have to go back to beginning ; ; j “TI know you're Jerry reappeare¢ dinner with a grace.”’ , ' only doing it to topped ” he ar : y y please me,”” Gwen come “Was ; ; } / said, looking at , Joan and Jerr; with half-shut eyes, as thougl they were a pic ture; “but you do look well to gether.” “Thanks,” Jerry answered. ‘* But all this doesn’t an- Swer my question. Alex, who was it?”’ ‘You take the most unusual in terest in my cor versation,”” Alex parried, “It’s very flattering, but | don't keep a card catalogue of every casual remark I make.” ‘*Well Jerry insisted. There was some- thing ominous in the lightness his voice preserved. At that moment Chambers entered with a parcel. Gwen saw her op- portunity to intro- vid duce a pleasing moment of Crwer nt a ‘ divertisement. Hello, you darlir , 1 them. ‘1 Would Rather be Thrown Into an Arena of Wild Beasts Than Come to One of Your House Parties"’ ‘*Chambers,’ ‘ ‘a birt j f enight If 1 she questioned, Alex lifted his glass in long fingers. “how did you happen to throw Mr. Duane’s flowers i “Here's to the fiancés,” he said, looking at Joan with the wastebasket?” yes meant to be haggard and gallant. ‘ ““T beg pardon, Mrs. Applegate?’’ Chambers’ failure to “Aren’t you going to drink this toast, Simmy?’’ Gwen understand was almost a reproof. 1outed so that Sim heard and rose from the wastebasket “Mr. Applegate just found Mr. Duane’s box of flowers which his search had concentrated, carrying a box. in the wastebasket.” ‘What's this?” he asked “There must be some mistake, Mrs. Applegate,” he “Something Chambers threw away, I suppose,” Gwen replie i. ““Mr. Duane’s flowers have just arrived. I was ‘Come and drink to Joan and Jerry omg bringing them to him.” n shook the pasteboard cube He extended the package to Jerry. Something in it,”” he commented. Then as he opened Jerry pulled at the strings. Flowers.” “‘What are those then?” he puzzled. ‘What?" Gwen said. “Why, it’s bouvardia! They're “Those must be Mr. Iredell’s, sir,”” Chambers suggested your favorites, aren’t they, Joan?” neatly, as though he were clearing every cloud away and Joan admitted, ““I—I - making all the world conter It was the moment for Alex. And so saying he bowed and withdrew, very much sat- “You mustn’t ——” he began. isfied with himself.

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ee a — rs Alex lost his head a little. It was the cue for his speech, but he didn’t make it. “So they must be,” he said. “Why didn’t you say so in the first place?” Jerry demanded in a profane tone. Sim, who had learned to read expressions, saw some- thing was amiss and to display his discernment said: “I know what’s up. Jerry’s ragging Alex for saving he was going to stab Gwen for making the match between Joan and him.”’ “And that,”” Gwen commented quite aloud, though she was under the impression that she was only thinking it, ‘is the first remark Sim has volunteered in five years.” What Jerry had suspected was confirmed. He saw that (;wen had known all along and been trying to keep it irom him *Oh,”’ he said, “of Whereupon Chambers in the réle of the eternal things at pause not for the sorrow of man, an allegory of time d tide, stepped into the doorway and announced: “ Din- ner is served.”’ x | ! WAS precisely the situation Alex had hoped for. He led Gwen to the dining room exultantly. She was under e impression that she was distressed and sorry, but she eally felt delightfully keyed up. Sim, conscious by intui- tion of electricity in the air, was quickly distracted by the white cake with blazing candles which centered the table aud the pile of gaudy packages at his plate. Even Jerry id Joan felt relief at the diversion. day, isn’t it?’’ Sim said. “ Forgotten all about creamed ‘‘ Many happy returns,” and Gwen ‘Aren't you going to look at your presents?” she demanded. Sim then went through the miserable comedy of a man receiving such incumbrances as his friends have tortured from their imaginations, with more grace than most can nfuse into the rdéle. ‘Fine,”’ he would comment; or “I like that, Joan”’; or Look at this,’ as he undid the packages “There Must be Some Mistake, Mrs. Applegate,"’ He Replied. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘**Mine’s the last,’’ Gwen informed him. ‘ Hurry up, the soup’s getting cold.” It was the fountain pen and knife attached to the pencil they had been designed to match Great!" Sim said. “*The pencil too. You knew where it was all the time That amused him a great deal ‘It’s been gone for two weeks,”’ Gwen screamed, and he chuckled and kept chuckling at intervals through the meal that officially began Joan and Jerry sat together. They would have bartered years of gray age for five minutes alone, Jerry to ask one question, whether Joan had known what Alex meant, and if so why she had been silent; Joan to tell him everything. Alex was opposite them, between Gwen and Sim. He It had the sim- plicity of great tactics. It was, in fact, so simple that no began a new maneuver in his campaign one recognized it at first. It consisted of making love to Joan in the indecent open. When Gwen became aware of it she experienced a tremendous and not unpleasant emotion. It was borne in on Joan’s consciousness by an inquiry about Gwen's dining room. “Venetian, isn’t it?”’ Alex asked. ** Mostly.” “Did you have Joan in mind when you did it?” “T had nothing in mind but those vermilion lacquer chairs which 1 practically smuggled into the country) through little Willie Wyler, who’d been in the embassy at Rome. He was coming back to this country and brought them for me. Did you ever know him? I understand hi mother took singing lessons years ago and that her teacher said she’d get a new note if she had a baby; so she had Willie. It always seemed to me such a perfect explanation of his unobtrusive passion for making himself useful.”’ “T was thinking,’”’ Alex commented, “that you must have had Joan in mind, because the color of them makes her hair seem unbelievably brown instead of its usual red gold. She might be a Venetian lady herself.” “Yes, isn’t she lovely?’’ Gwen agreed briskly, trying to stop him. “Can't you see her floating in a black gondola over a lagoon through blue Venetian night, like a water lily that has forgotten to close? Mr. Duane's Fiowers Have Just Arrived. I Was Bringing Them to Him" ! (awen replied “You do say the most heavenly things in a laudable attempt to throw a cloak of generality over that glittering differentia ‘Things in disgustingly bad taste,”’ Joan dissented ‘If vour idea of heaven is a place where embarrassing con ments are made on one’s halo, it’s not mine.” She would at least disabuse Jerry of any idea that she liked the creature It very pretty of you to pretend annoyance,” Alex ‘But I don’t believe beauty like yours car Do you s i} pose the shade of Helen of Troy blushed and giggled when Faust said ‘Was this the face that launched a thousand ships des “| never understood that Menelaus was about at the time,”’ Gwen reminded hin approved her ever be embarrassed by its mere statement “If he had been | imagine she would have been glad to have him know she was appreciated. There is something in beaut that cries out for comprehension Do you ind held sO Intoxl remember how Guinevere went into the garden her own hand up against the sunlight and wa cated by its unloved beauty that she turned to Lancelot “Do you mean Joan?” Jerry demanded “TI think I said Guinevere Alex replied. “I meant to.” “Well ou can stop comparing Joan to all the bad women in the world,” Jerry told him, irritated far beyond humor That is the most extraordinary description of two heard,”’ Alex ymbols of immortal beaut ] have ever remarked (iwen giggled | terica which encouraged him, Jerry turned the red of agony ‘l didn't know one wa ipposed to Wwnore the cor poreal existence of a girl the n ute she became engaged,” Alex rem: the subject. “It seems rather an Oriental idea. How would ced to his hoste as though he were changing you like it if Sim clapped you into a harem with a yashmak over your lace, Gwer “It would depend on the yashmak,"’ Gwen answered “T really think I should prefer it to playing Powers’ Greek Slave in the market place, which seems to be your idea of woman's sphere.” She thought that above-average funny and was pleased with Alex for having put her in the way of saying it ‘Will you answer me one question that gentleman asked in a tone which indicated that he was the em bodiment of disinterested reasonable ness ‘T'll try,” she agreed ‘It's thi When a man sees the girl about to make a great mistake, why shouldn't he try to stop her with every effort in his power” I think he shouldn't give her up un til the last words of the marriage service are read.”” “You make marriage seem so appallingly final,’ Gwen protested **] dare say it’s ante diluvian of me,”’ Alex admitted; “but I'll prob ably get over that In time.” ‘| think you're di gusting,” Joan said with conviction. “Who? Me?” Gwen demanded, surprised out of grammar. “Not you I don't think you realize what you're saying--but Alex Jredell,”” Joan blazed ‘I said you might ha me by to-night,”’ Alex re minded her ‘What’ the latest Lawford gossip, »o d;wen The Lawfords were the neighborhood family guaranteed to furnish at least one major candal “a Sseasol Joar eves had warned Alex of the need for a momentary c¢ tion of attach “The Lawfords ha been comparatively quiet this autumr (i we bepgal ger of I Tl ‘ atio Corie ol the vir eloped wit Continued on Page 122

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 THE MAN FROM AS xv — D.. = an ae j2 ID t “Mr. Dunlap, I shall be very frank wit ind By Curry aysom OWS you. Mr. Jordan’s motives and mine are a SI ~¥ ‘ entirely dissimilar. I have found you a dif- STRATED BY MENRY RALEIGH ficult man to deal with and perhaps Jorda: has had the same experienc: You and Mr. Duley decided to develop your churn busi- ness rather than negotiate for the sale of your sluice prop- erty. I felt that a substantial holding in your company would entitle me to a voice i its affairs and not only a share in its profits but opportunit to gain your acquaintance and confidence. Jordan seems to have got the inside track that respect.”” Here Mogridge glanced significantly at Vail “I understand your social re- lations with Mr. Jordan are a factor in the situation.” Jud looked a little puzzled Vail smiled insinuatingly. The plump partner in the chur corporation was apparer no clearer than Jud. Neither he nor Jud, however, saw fit t to comment on Mogridge’ observation, and the visito proceeded. “Now you have in New York all thi without learning somet} the magnitude f the ests that lie offers our property you nave heard that mous lake is to be f backing up the waters will dreds of millions before it is an a fact. Itisadream fayette Jordan’ would regard it as triumph of his finar reer. He has alway man of gigantic idea establish as a monur second Sea of Jorda mean ambition.” Mogridge smiled gr his own wit. Gosh!’ returr “That wouldn’t be of a memorial, I sr “But,” went “There's Two Flights of Steep Stairs Between Here and the Street, Mogridge. I'm Sorry We Haven't se [ PP edt Get an Elevator That'd Get You Out Quicker’ as conceived by Jordar Doubtl Are you aware who got the stock?” understand he controls a large pulp and paper We haven't seer e |i f transfers yet. Why don't pany—in fact the chief competitor of our own Inte nental. The competition of Paper Products ha countryman’s blue eye was sure he tremendous handicap to us, and there have beer nt of amusemer when I really thought Jordan was actually maliciou uu’re beating round the bush. the demandsof ordinary business competition would } whether Mr. Jordan has bought justify the lengths to which he has permitted or dire Improved Churn Corporation.” his pe ople to go fs didn’t you say so then? And Mogridge’s air of injured innocence was cleve er he | as OF not yr It would have been easy to believe him ar aware of Mr. Jordan’s motives in victim of heartless persecution. ‘ estment.”’ ‘“Now, gentlemen,” he proceeded, ‘“‘we wish to acq ime as yours, | suppose. Now, Mogridge, you the Ashaluna property as a measure of self-protect well admit you had men nosin’ round tryin’ to get First, because it would add immensely to our powes tock resources, because we can develop a fine head of water the sluice without flooding the entire basin. Second eause I am una! bly opposed to the flooding s r ag Maybe we could vote out The whole area, it is true, has been cut ove rait and sellit to you now if again Sut ther : ll : enormous acreage ol r i good thing.”’ f another five to eight wuld rather see fore water it ~ ! ‘*Dog mv cats y near right, Mr. Mog: So would I!” : Jud shouted tt opinion with such sudder lordan’s : feller, ridge. vehemence th the three other men fair to get along all right.”’ Mogridge was quick to see his advantage.

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OE = eg ee ee —— THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “T don’t believe in going into a state and lobbying a bill sympathy with a part at least of my contention. Now I irin’ the liver out o’ me and then mal faces at me through the legislature to condemn millions of acres of realize his positior He is a young man with a single hut up about art property to be sold to a big corporation at a nominal price. dominant purpose. A little while ago when I offered Oh, Jud, for goodne ike, forget W u? W That’s what it would amount to, wouldn’t it? I don’t buy his churn patents he demanded my assurar hat if if i'd stood up there i pair of grea eralls and told elieve either that the backing up of a tremendous head I acquired them | would see that the churns were ace tl hard-headed i tera 1m wanted to study pa of water in a sixty-mile basin would compensate for the On my declining to provide such a guaranty he refused — ing he'd have thought iwere a nut. I'd haye bee ss of all that valuable land, even when the stumpage has what at that time I thought a liberal offer. Now he ha tified » end i i You can’t afford t arad i heer it off. What's the matter with it for farms and achieved his purpose and} churn is an accomplished — we ‘ t whe u've 4 ima ed i rea graz g and?’”’ fact with an assured commercial future t! y ol neav\ Ly t que Pe vt I've always had a feelin’ ever since I began to sense “Your company is capitalized for half a m Pre d 1 sit on the floor to cut the t " what this development scheme might grow to,” said Jud, sumably my friend Jordan owns or controls a tifth of the want to — but do it private Don’t confe ea lo that I’d hate to see Ashaluna basin under water from — stor That is not enough to allow him to sway your cou It hurt ‘ end to end. Still I dunno. I may be sentimental. I don’t cils or dictate your policy. He cannot block any decisior Jud we to a window and looked gloor t » the a te I’m much of a business man where my senti- you two wish to make. Now for your four-fiftl terest railroad yar vhere a shifter was nosing about among the nents are touched I know every foot of the Ashaluna in the Ir deper dent Imy roved Churn ( orporat that car ea j e pup yuntry and I am not ashamed to say I love it. It’s home is, four hundred thousand dollars’ worth of sto« I will , ) t he said imbl [ get a t f I don’t fee ike drowndin’ it more’n I'd feel like pay you one million dollars in cash provided or that impulse to ta il t it, thougl ind it dor een t drow " 1 pussycat that’d n in the family for Mr. Dunlap will give me a two-year option on } Asha thin’ wou top m Iw ler if Michael J. Angelo and ears and years luna property at a purchase price of five hundred thousand that old Gree Pertidious, was ashamed of the jok Was it your idea to stay permanently in the churn dollars.” Must have hee is » have foll pol ’fu it "ema I ess, Mr. Dunlap?’ “Tf you did that asked Jud with surprising caln the time and a n’ wh hey d t learn t ro t I gue t’s Duley’s idea for me to,” replied Jud ‘“‘would you guarantee that in case you took up the optior i Dule, what d of st) fler? pathetically ‘| had an entirely different reason for comin’ you would not sell the water power to help alor gany b You've as mu tosav as | ive If what Mogridge sa t New York I figured if I could get together a little floodin’ scheme?” true he ma be icha k as I’ve bee t} ng nd of a personal ambition I'd like to Mogridge nodded ‘Now, Jud u put me in a hard place | pite of g ‘ve always wanted to bsolutely !"’ he said myself I’m a half partne tl hurn business with you Austin Parsons Duley’s small brass tray “You gimme a week to think it aid Jud If Il had made teen or twe thousand as a po-betwee! ter opener and other sn tems of des} **As you wish, Mr. Dunlap. Iam anxious to I'd have beer bera paid. Now I find I ea hare a e floor with a startling clatter. Jud have the matter settled as ible Much de m ) ecause ) e been generou 1% to go ar ti to assist Dule in their recovery. pends ipon your re ply, o if you can give it to menu le hilty-til with me t ex e product ot i! wri pedal on the art thing! * wheezed the than a week I shall be yreatly obliged.” brai Yo e ten time i raman as I an 1 Vé I Do you want to grace us?” ‘Oh, I might be able to decide by to-morrow,” said Jud nfinite ! e abilit 1 simy am t ir cla Orde 1 g been restored M Mogr dge lifted a coolly *“T'll have to talk it over with my partner ‘You make me sick, Dule D e eyebrow When Mogridge and Vail had gone Jud turned fero Oh, [suppose so, But just the same, I'm embarrassed You were saying, Mr. Dunlap ciously upon Duley If Isa t could be construed to mean I wa i hu Dog-gone if I know what I was sayin’,”’ replied Jud **Now you look here, young feller, I want to know what loan ur are i vet ou th a fortune while the elple The riot drove it plumb out of my head you mean by | all that ware on the floor and — ge rood. Yet itr ‘ _ ake a great deal Make no difference I re t ref { if t Mogridge had Dismal Swamp,” said eat Mogridge, It Dawned Forcibly Upon Judson That Mary Was Amazingly Competent So Sparkling, So All«Fired Bee-yutiful! And She Was Se Vividly Alive, Continued on Page 97

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 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 By Subscription: — $2.56 the United States proper to be by U.S on « bank im the t bive Cents the Ce ewsdealers Year Money Order or Dirett, payable in t py Prom All? Remittances from outside the funds To Canadea—By Subscription, § the Year Single Copies, Ten Cents countries in the Postal Union. Subscriptions be by Draft the t Poreign Subscriptions, bor ¢ Year Remittances t on « benk in payable PHILADELPHIA, JUNE 5, 1920 Letting it Sell Itself TTVUIERE is a o uch too generally credited by | Festa ving that one who would t { an public must first disguise his then slip up on These endeavoring to put over ispicion, and the publie’s bb ide before opening negotiations f one ware tution ure hoddy broad light of day and invite nece ur prec omething but if } are honest he can ped dle them in the inspection of money making This is been humbugged, but mige thie philos ophie like corded amc Amer an Amer public to be humbugged. ut true Ihe ean publie ha it doesn't er jo it Fooling a part of the people is mere child's play. Part of the people are stupid and will believe anything that is told them. But one must get up early in the morning if Amer a nation of business he would fool the can business man America men. The farmer no longer buys pretty br or signs his name on the dotted line to enrich a stranger. He studies markets and is not awed by the eloquence of a politician seeking a job. Every village and town and city in the land is filled with hustling male persons who fin the game of chasing a dollar, and know full well or ide their bread is buttered None of these bent on looking ov or t irst flawless Rach is selfishly person singular, and each whether fucturer laborers teachers or group lawver put t wr nterests above those of ny other None one, group. All are nd all think in terms of are altruis \ \ rs mit at and buy ga Some of thes stl men take little or no interest in political matt of them do not vote Chey read the newspape what the country is coming to, and they b ipoplectic wher pay taxes, heir but the Othe indulgence eit zenship, fee] that yu ak of of the they Ines: I “ave gone to ted for a good party mat The y cerning | voters fe approval of the politicians’ choice and defeat opposing candidate accepted theory be opposing candidate it be worth more tI small wl oops, else he wouldn't be long to the other party. The looking This year the business man is not so easily satisfied. war jarred him entirely out of his rut and he is hadn't noticed before In satisfy greatest nation in Atlantic and the P. for Federal expenses round a bit He sees thir gs he the old days of comfortable rut travel he had a ing cony America was the the world gs between the acifie oney could be pl when necessary, and that, hould occasion ari out before ( ould go breakfast and lic} that gave evidence of needing a licking ; Now |} cor etior a riy ace other nati “an He put ip a scrap. He are frequently month’s b He to questior ng observed that observed that government ike men, to raise the cash for the omethit wrong and that nobody a remedy. nda, and especially when he should ea refully will make } Cause d gasoline consump a line of talk, vou realize « learly that govern- a great corporation, managed by a board of directors. There are innumera- each operating as a unit, but each a part of the whole and each de pendent on the whole. This cor- poration does a vast business and spends a great deal of money. Its excuse for existence is that it serves the public. If a corporation engaged in serving the public operates efficiently and trims expenses to a minimum the public is served cheaply and well. If the corporation conducts its business on the broad general principle that nothing mat- ters, and makes little effort to discourage assaults on the improvements and for useless second treasury for useless assistant helpers for useless second assistant secretaries, the business will goto pot. If the corporation has a monopoly it will not go into bankruptcy. It will raise its prices and fleece the public to pay for its own shiftlessness, indiffer- ence and incompetence, The public always pays the bill. Good salesmen avoid superlatives. This Government of ours is not on its last legs. It is not all extravagance and inefficiency and bone-headedness. There are many able men on the job. A wonderful amount of good is accom- plished and there is some effort to save a little money. We need not blush when our system and practice of govern- ment are compared with other systems that have been in use for a longer period. Granting, as all business men will, that government is nothing other than a business and yet the greatest and most essential business in the land; and granting further, as all observing persons will, that the business has for some reason failed to grow up to its opportunities—that it has, in fact, got itself into a tight place and lost some of the confidence and respect of its clientéle—what are you, as a business man, going to do about it? The time is coming soon when you will have to do some- thing about it. Asa stockholder you are entitled to a vote, You and other stockholders What Voting time is drawing near. must select new officials. are you going to do about it? If a foreman or department head now employed in your private business should resign you would look about to Let us suppose that an applicant You “What persuades you to think that you can handle the job? Have “No,” he confesses. “Have you, then, handled another as large “No.” “Then what, in the name of common sense and common find another for his place appears and informs you that he can handle the job. say to him you handled another like it? honesty, do you mean by asserting that you can do the work? What are your qualifications?” It is hardly necessary to quote his answer. You know his answer. He throws back his head, looks you proudly in the eye and thunders: “I am a Repubocrat!” June 5,1920 Think of it. Pause and reflect concerning the insufferable gall of a man who applies for a job and can offer no other qualification than the trade name stamped on his collar. If this should happen in your private business you would keep one wary eye on the applicant while reaching for your desk phone to call a policeman. Why should a man be trusted with an important task because he is a Repubocrat?) Why not because he wears blue socks or enjoys Dickens or thinks the Cubs will win? As a business or that man you know that a preference for this party label does not enable an employee to sell more goods or drive more nails or keep better books. Membership in a political party has about as much to do with a man’s ability to render service as has membership ina uC If club. If one political party consi tently advocated and prac- ticed thrift, common sense and honesty, and the other as consistently advocated and practiced waste, folly and rascality, the business man would do well to judge the applicant by his party preference. But neither party con- sistently stands for any essential and fundamental thing. g all matters of importance. Neither in short, is led or fol- Party leaders differ concernin Neither NJ th a monopoly) of fe lV. Nel party has a monopoly of brains. has er party lowed by men who can agree concerning the principles the Neit he who knows party stands for, ifany rparty is morethan aname. A good sale when to stop talking and rest his case. Busine minded, le you level-headed and fair- What, s experience has You then, are you going to do about it? know that these things are true, ? Isn't it clear enough that we need a business man on the job? Wouldn't it be the part of common sense to forget the trade name on the collar and elect a man acquainted with great affairs—a man who has demonstrated his ability to handle big jobs well—a man who doesn’t exhibita party label as his chief qualification—a man who is not a professional officeholder but a professional doer —a man who knows men and nations, and places duty above desire and profit? This is frankly propaganda. It is propaganda in favor of good citizenship and good business sense. The country has urgent need of both. The Man Who Rocks the Boat HE trouble-making element in America makes so p yu trouble because it is organized for trouble. The real American people are not organized either for war or for peace, though there are enough of them to run this country as it ought to be run. True, we begin to see springing up patriotic societies of many names, which do claim the common though vague purposes of encouraging Americanism and of fighting Bolshevism, so called. At any time there may be expected a general central organization. It is a curious state of affairs, in one way gratifying, in another way rather an unsettling thing to contemplate; but at least this peculiar phenomenon of the day shows that the real Americans begin to realize that they are in the majority, and that they ought to act. Whose country is this? Is it to be handled by respon- sible or by irresponsible men? Both production and dis- tribution are crippled by strikes, at a time when the people are staggering under grievous burdens of many sorts. It serves no purpose to call these strikes made by irrespon- sibles. It precisely is the irresponsibility of the strikers which is losing to labor the sympathy it once had. An autocracy by any name remains autocracy. In fourteen states during the closing months of 1919 eighteen trade-unions repudiated their contracts and de- clared they would not stand by the wage agreements which they had accepted as individuals and as unions, Ihe laboring man is just a human being like the rest of The man who rocks the boat in rough water at first receives us, and he is in the same boat with the rest of us. rebuke, then protest, then argument. Then someone hits him over the head with an oar. Let not either labor or capital believe it continuously can take liberties in this boat to-day. It is rough water ahead. For a long time the real American people remain silent, then they pick up an oar.

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It is not only organization that is needed by Amer- icans but education: education in government and in practical polities. How many of the millions of our new voters, of whatever source, of either sex, know how United States Senators actually are elected, how the President of the United States actually is elected, how a state representative actually is elected, how and whence the Supreme Court gets its powers? How many know anything of the simplicity of the caucus or the complica tions of the primary? How many understand how mu nicipal machine politics are in details so handled as to defeat the will of decent people?) How many understand the fuss and fury of a political convention The average man is content to read the sophisticated stories of these things after someone else has brought them about. The average man signs on the partisan dotted line all his life—why? It is because of his own ignorance, and his ignorance is because of his own sloth It is not enough merely to organize, not enough for sophisticated leaders to tell voters what to do, not enough for sophisticated authorities to tell the public how the public has been duped. The real matter is that the public shall not be capable of being duped. The to-day. Not one of them is sacred, no matter what his rank or calling—neither the promising p&rtisan nor the scared business man nor the laboring man nor the farmer. This country belongs to us. There are enough of us to hold it and enough of us to run it. Mother Pelican Outdone HAT'S the matter with the United States? This is W the great American riddle that we never give up and, wisely or foolishly, never fail to answer. Among the thoughtless and the shiftless there is one solution that is easily first in popularity. There are millions who firmly believe, in the face of all evidence to the contrary, that theirs is the one and only correct answer. “The trouble is,” they tell us earnestly, “‘that the country is run by the rich for their own benefit, and they never give the poor a show if they can help it.”’ Assuming that this statement is true, let us help those who believe it to draw an indictment against the few who feather their own nests at the expense of the many. The first care of a group of unscrupu lous rich men who had any real control over great mass of American voters need education, from Congress would be to see that the primer up, in the personal the tax laws were so framed as administration of their own po- to bear lightly upon their own to litical business. They ought incomes and heavily upon those did romance of this Republic’s early days; ought in that way to learn how the Constit the Constitution has become. They ought to under stand our coun and practice of our civil governmental machine should be as « as the prac tice of his own business Organize i iting bod of pr er-educated ' in po oO autocracy on one si le rtie out autocracy tosupportit, We need organizations of independent and e1 cated Americar no more organizatior of do snorant American We need great and honest men ig as leaders, men of deeds, men with consciences; yes, but back of them we need indepencent, educ ated, minded citizens, who at last have realized sober that if the country ts going wrong is their own fault, and that if ever it is to get right it will be through their own efforts, and cannot possibly be through those of anyone else. It requires study and work and self-denial and intelligence and education to become a successful citizen, as well as it requires all those things to be- come a successful business man. Pray for a great leader, but pray also that you be fit to be led. Put not your trust In princes. Put your trust in your- self—and see that you are fit for the trust. Take an oar to all disturbers and self-seekers in the boat of the masses. If they are really in control, have they done what might be expected of them? Let us abandon guesswork and get down to the brass tacks of Arabic figures that express dol lars and cents by drawing up specimen statements whose accuracy can be proved or di proved by anyone who under stands simple arithmetic Suppose the first rich man we hale into our presence has an income of $100,000, divided a we choose to have it between interest, dividends, salary and business profits. Years of prac >» having made us a nation f of gi¢ (jnPEPEND, "NoreR PT) THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 29 accountants we should have no difticulty in sitting down with an income-tax blank and computing precisely his Fed eral income tax for the year 1919. In like manner we car figure rich men’s taxes up and down the line all the way from $50,000 to $1,000,000 Those who try it will find the results of these computa- tions nothing short of amazing What the rich men of the country have done to them selves —always granting that it was they who did it constitutes’ a piece of self-sacrifice so extraordinary as to be without historical parallel The pelican has come down through the centuries as the symbol of self-renunciation, We are told that in the Age of Fable the female of this noble species used to pierce he r breast with her beak that she might feed her young pon the blood that flowed from her self-inflicted wound Even 0, Mother Pelican ha nothing on our American million aires if it is by their own hand that they have been bled white for the common wea In order to equal their self-sacrifice { they are the real author f the revenue measures under which the country now groat we are forced to turn to the old myth ology of the Near East here we read that Hatim Tai Persian god of generosity, while walking to and fro on the earth met a gaunt wolf, nearly dead with hunger. Hatim’'s good heart wa o moved to pity by the ight that he instantly drew | word and hewed off his own leg, wherewith to feed the famished beast. 4 4 Every day we see rich men hurr ; \ Ss ing up and down the financial dis fy trict They erm much like other \ men, not very different from the ge | minor clerk in their own othee i We find among them very few se i fish reactionaries, ll fewe sleed 7 ing pelican and not i =) Hatim Tai hob bling about on a new wooden leg. eer “* a “ - a COAXING HIM

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THE WU IGHBROW ILLUSTRATED pratulat Highbrow of three i barrier Cor wd of lion el and tiger y Par of breedin neero ng oO wout the d her ling, vow late upon hi npossible, for the | had neglect ike one all Important fact True, the ub head that it would follow the more ideration indicative of his gave rounded form and heavy neck light g of the fur of hi Nubian ire Hi iwgested again the tengal ancestor His tawny ear promise some day of ; thickenir ikin to the long black mane and fuzzy fur : ake-up, with forerunners of deep dark rather of his orange ng body tiger tripe sonar background, verging into a belly white, while the spots of the leopard showed faintly mottled beneat} But one thing did not show; one thing which could not be f gured j j prophesied — his mentahty. For with High brow the cro ng of breed had gone hi mere spot and tripes and pl vsical char ets of three } the sti avage, divergent beasts eopard, all up a new i ad drawn str id Courage which tn it on orbear had lacked the suffi other urage ent qualitic efulnes owner han a great, aim sma of rebe o much mitts n the hands of a trai: From 19 Benaal had come the resource: : which in its orig hifty craftir ! ! f the sort And from il was only f grand valor that only a | leopard THE SATURDAY EVENING NCO Yo iuml ines =». BY Courtmey Ryley Cooper BY RALPH CARLYLE RALPH CARLYLE PRATHER Deep Into the Spinal Musctes of the Grizzty Highbrow Sank His Long Teeth the beast to fawn and obey for years, waiting for the moment when with one swift lunge that leopard may sink its claws into a trainer’s breast and drive its dripping fangs straight and sure to the victim’s jugular. And in the brain of the tottering, yowling hybrid kitten were these three things, to grow with his body, to strengthen, to expand. And naturally no one knew. That was why two months after his birth an animal man sought to take him from his cage and trundle him about as other cubs were petted and carried round the circus. A sharp hiss, a scrambling en- deavor at escape, a fierce rebellion as his young catlike wept upward, and he was returned to his cage, his yellow coat darkened by the blood that streamed from the face of a cursing animal man. He was not taken out again. The hand which stretched forth to grasp him was pulled ripped by tiny month-old baby bit and snarled at the whip which chas- but he did not months claws swiftly bach sharp claws, and the two- retreat. then Jimmy Winthrop began his cam- to make friends with the new inhabitant of circus- him. Two years it while the animal keeper tried every trick in his catalogue; while the long circus trains ground their way to the little Montana city where the ‘ tised him rhree paigt dom that he lasted, might some day train nter quarters it had been lured by tax exemption and free buildings; the road once more and me home again; POST PRATHER June 55,1920 while crowds gathered each day at the reped-off space in front of High brow’s cage and gazed, gaping, at the growing creature—two years in whic! Jimmy Winthrop cajoled and threat ened; in which he sought to brea the barrier which existed them by offerings of choice bits of meat, of catnip and of calves’ livers all to no purpose. Highbrow, nea grown now, lengthened and strong and striped in body, heavy of he: bet weer in spite of the tigerlike character tics, roughened in neck lionlike mane had thickened the fur where the stronger and bigger even now in last days of his cubdom than ar beast of nothing more in than in an) the entire menagerie, saw Jimmy Winthro; of the other mer daily passed his cage; recognized tone of command in supremacy in the straight the keen sharp eyes. Then Winthrop forced his luck. Spring had come. Two weeks more and the circus would start fort} its first show date of the season, cau who the voice, 1 gaze Jimn ing a steadily diminishing chance the grueling work of one-day Star for the battle which sooner or lat¢ must come. Winthrop blew hard or his whistle—the signal to the helpe of the menagerie house. ‘Put up the big steel arena ir yard,” he ordered. ‘‘ Brace the sé tions and fix the door so I can get and outeasily. Put theentrance flus! with the sliding door that opens fron these permanent cages so we wor have to use a shifting den. I’m going to fight it out with this cat.” A half hour later Highbrow, inve gating the opening of the den into which he had been shunted, forth into the light of day, and the sliding door closed behind him. Cur ously he sniffed about the inclosure, investigating the pedestals, thestool the circular range of bars which stretched before him. Then sudder he writhed in snarling rage as a noose, waiting to trap him, tightened about one leg Came It held his interest for a moment long enough for Jimmy Winthrop to rush into the arena, snare a rear foot with a second noose and toss the rope to a muscular animal man out Others Highbrow found } self seeking vainly to bite at rope which cut into his four legs and far from his Then one dropped from above set tled about his neck and was pulled taut. Gathering dizziness as the animal struggled for breath and while human forms about him. A dazed minute, then Highbrow found himself suddenly free, except for a tight band of leather which encompassed his middle attached to a rope, and this to a tackle block above the arena. A man was before him—Jimmy Winthrop. “‘Hated to hurt you, old kid,” it’s the only way to handle a cat like you.” Then he turned his eyes ever so slightly toward three men at the end of a rope—the rope whose other terminal was fas.ened to the belt about the hybrid’s body. “Hey, you fellows with the mechanic! Keep open! Can't tell what this thing will do. At the first sight of trouble pull!’’ Then he fastened his gaze fully upon Highbrow agai The beast had been seeking somewhat fretfully to solve the riddle of the binding pain about his stomach, doubling and in his effort to learn the cause of came stretched them body. scurried came soothingly, “‘ but our eyes sniffing curiously I discomfort. “Highbrow!”’ The ejaculation brought his attention to that whicl hardly before—the man t feet away, a long heavily braided whip lashing slowly before him. For a moment they stared at each other, and in the eyes of neither was the slightest intimation of fea: had noticed who stood no (Continued on Page 32

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST (Continued from Page 30) The exe udder wd — without y whence it Eestatical bounded den in that in any be it cougar was all about hi the frenzy catnip promote fe e beast, house tabby or but that He neither recognized Jimmy Winthrop th he ce for which nor dominat hn sought to stand, ne d where certalr r ame of defense. breed fought almost from the yr whict the « na to pu On you of an ly cease ing hi noth he stood ented ng an- nothing that ou could ing obedience was an mmand ef atter Then ck a forward path in centered ws and caused him breast as a ir pedestal! oft repeated rote, way to had od, to give Hig! brow law-fringed forepaw, el thre ed u r train o tne isua i of the rone training e beer rofas f iimpn zrew arpente ain which nicircular thrusts, atening teeth, the ntil the eyes were hil iKe a ime and again he “at claws, and n the rope and the sprang! ound, to hang a ] expedient of the of a wild beast. To truggle that could the ifficient ess, then at eemed to turn of some great tronger, echoing r building seem- fringed the greater ferocity than ever, rop, a bit ‘ Out thea ed forward bys grim now, stood ide tance of the three a dozen men, the strug ist grew yreater and whirled ope ond, then W nthrop opened den again. ipped the vate of ound ofa groan. Nandicapped, But Without Fear, He Waited the Coming of the Rushing Monster and Prepared to Spring Summer faded, unsuccessfully for Jimmy Winthrop, impersonally for Highbrow. Back in his permanent cage menagerie Helena he roared as usual his defiance to the rest of the beasts which made their home in the big steam-heated building and to the world in general, yet not with hate or with rebellion, for Highbrow knew It was merely the voiced supremacy of a thing in the house in neither. which understood nothing else. Agair full a thing of grace and beauty and terrible power, almost twice a Again the clanking of the sections as the big steel arena was erected Again the pring, while Highbrow came into his trength, large as the mother who bore him. in the yard flush against the animal house. sliding door opened. Sut Highbrow had not forgotten. The leopard in his brain still remembered the sinuous nooses, the cramp of blood-filled veins impossible of functioning against the tight-drawn bonds, the binding pain of that thing about his belly. Out he came, no longer an investigating, sniffing beast, but a raging, circled and caught fair as an animal man risked an arm hetween the bars for a second. Then it burned through the attendant’s hands as Highbrow leaped away with all his strength. Another—the big beast caught it in his teeth and with one crunch of the jaws severed it. An hour the tense battle continued, while prod men sweated, while the others strove in vain to bind the unconquered. Then Jimmy Winthrop blew his whistle. ‘No use! I[t’ll take more’n us to beat him, twisting, snarling demon. A rope only Let him go back.’ Ihe door opened. Highbrow, dizzy, blinking from the bright mountain-land sunlight, dived for the opening with | his ind crashing against the bars. lashing, he regarded with sudden curiosity the steel pinions strength, crossing above the floor space of the cage A recoil; then turning and of his prison. Leopard cunning came to the fore again; leopard cunning which cast back to the memory of men working at those bars a week before. Highbrow did not could not—know those men had done their work poorly and that the blacksmiths in the wagon shop, who had fashioned the steel braces, had labored even more listlessly. Nor did it matter that bolts had placed carelessly hickory beams once strong but now rotten. All Highbrow could know was that one entire side of his steel- faced prison had swayed at the impact of his body—and the cunning of the leopard commanded that he wait. Why—for what—Highbrow did He had opened hi cage. The greatest freedom of his three years of life had been in that arena, wit its jabbing prod irons, its lunge rope and outside fringe of beer througt not know. eyes ina its nooses, ‘t strange instincts called; queer When the elephants grunted that evening with the peace of the bedding-down yelling animal men. Y iknown impulses came into being. process Highbrow roared and yowled and hissed at them. When of the lions broke forth with the coming of night Highbrow drowned their cries with a while the the rough “‘garo-o-o”’ bellow which bore a new tone, a new ferocity, monkeys and chimpanzees far down the line of dens sud- denly ceased their chattering, the timid kangaroos cowered in the corner of their inclosure and the fat, stolid hippo- potamu the way instinctively sought the deepest, widest end of his tank—for the eall of Highbrow was the call of the open, the call of the cat animal on the hunt. The daily killer, an unfortunate The lights from the boneyard, was brought into the menagerie while the acToss lowered } i t house and cats yowled and lashed about their cages and while High- space with short, almost jagged steps, slaughtered for the next day ’s feeding, brow stalked hi roaring louder than all Hour The little knot of circus men, talking as usual of the passed season to come, gradually knocked out their June 5,1920 pipes and sought the bunk house. The sounds of the beasts lessened. Down at the door, his chair tipped against the wall, the night watchman settled himself to ten hours of dozing. Only the elephants remained alert, swaying at their picket pins. The rest of the menagerie house was asleep—all but Highbrow. Warm fresh air blew in from somewhere, bringing scents which frenzied him without understanding the cause. The sound of the night wind whined about the menagerie house, calling to him, and he did not know why. But the leopard within him had given the signal. From far at the back of his den he leaped, doubling his head against his great breast and grunting with the force of the collision against the It swayed. He leaped again. A crash—Highbrow was free! The spitting flame of yellow-red flares stabbed through the dimly lighted building as the watchman ran dazedly forward, firing wildly as he came. Highbrow crouched and leaped. Then the form of the man lay still beneath him. A moment of padding fretfulness while the hybrid sur- then, seemingly unconscious of steel. veyed the animal house; the stunned form he had just felled, the beast turned and, stalking, sought an exit. A high excited trumpeting, and he wheeled short, one great paw in readiness. The elephant line had been invaded. High above him, pig eyes white and staring, Rajah, head of the herd, had curled his trunk and was preparing downward. The hybrid shifted, a quick swerve and he had dodged the blow. Then Rajah trumpeted in high frantic recoiled swiftly, bleeding from the incisions of four deep- driven sets of claws. More, as the heavy proboscis went upward it carried, hissing and clinging grimly, a form that spelled terror for the elephant herd—that of Highbrow, the unconquered. Raging terror broke forth in the elephant line now as the rest of the tremendous mammals sought to evade the plung- ing form of Rajal the Bellowing trumpets, squeals that were almost shrieks revert through the animal house as Highbrow, his claws driving to send it tones and his trunk and incubus he bore. rated like well-grooved pistons, tore first at the tender flesh of the curling trunk which struggled vainly to crush him, twisting, snarling savage that worked with a swiftness ar shiftiness the elephant could neither fend nor fight. A Then with scream- the mouth, then the soft tissues behind the ears, evading a d moment more Rajah kept up the battle ing cries of pain and fear the in the picket line, plunged into ‘lephant broke from his place the shifting mass of the nis head lr a ain snaking great endeavor to loosen the hold of his tormentor, rearing frenzy-packed herd, ind tossing and thundering about his inclosure as the entire animal house went mad with excitement. All now jumble of roars and growls and thunderous bellowing, which rose higher with every second. Rajah, the other beasts of the about him, dropped to the cement floor and Now mammal’s was a terrific herd milling franticall rolled but the hybrid’s teeth and flanks Highbrow too swift. ciaws were Then suddenly, and, crashing forward, broke through the great was tearing at the and be pank stricker Rajat climbed to his feet double doors of the menagerie house and into the yard just as the first of the animal men, roused by t out of the bunk house. noise, Came tumbling f the pachyderm, Highbrow had Now he ended Clinging to the belly been carried out of the menagerie house in safety. leaped free, and terest in the elephant scrambled to the top of a wagon shed and over it, the darkness, free at last, free in response to a call he could out into not understand. For a while he plunged rapidly on through vacant lots, yards and across streets, while the sounds of winter quar- ters behind him dulled to nothing. Once he his great crouched low } forefeet padding, as glaring lights caught him full, blinding him. A snarl. Handicapped, but without fear, he waited the coming of the rushing mon prepared Then a auto- far the opposite side of street and rushed High- brow still remained the unconquered. A few minutes of wan- dering; then the hy- brid trotted forward, out to where the scents carried on the wind told him in- stinctively of the open country. ster and to spring. scream; the mobile swerved to the on, (Concluded on Page 92)

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‘ ul i. t Se ee —— : i t iH he i] it b] ; The Alloy: Steel Age HE progress of civilization may be mea ured by enumerating the ages through which the peoples of the earth have passed. First was the Stone Age, after which in regular order came the years* of Bronze, then Iron and later Steel. Now we appear to have gone a step farther and entered a new time that may properly be termed the Alloy-Steel Age. In the matter of basic minerals the United States has been blessed beyond all the other countries of the world. We have practically inexhaustible supplies of coal, iron and copper, but the advances of science have brought us to a point where our industrial life is almost as dependent upor a regular supply of certain rarer minerals as upon the far larger supplies of the more common basic elements. The war taught us many lessons, and among other things we learned to appreciate more fully the different alloy metal which were proved to be so essential in the manufacture of various grades of ste el for special war purposes Howe ver, the alloys are destined to occupy a prominent place in our ‘etime life, just as they did in the days of fighting For certain uses ordinary steel lacks several qualities, per uch as toughness and workability, which are essential to success in a commercial way. It is for this reason that teel manufacturers have resorted to the use of a small percentage of certain other metals which when mixed with tee] resultant product. Careful research has shown that there are five alloying elements of practical use in the making of supergrades of steel. These are chromium, nickel, tung- sten, vanadium and molybdenum. The rapid growth of the automotive and tool-steel industries has developed a demand here in the United States for steel alloys that was not dreamed of ten years ago. Aircraft and automobiles are being produced in ever- increasing quantities. The aim of practically all manufac- turers is to build the strongest possible machine that is still light in weight A frame, shaft or gear made of an alloy steel is from one-fourth to one-third lighter than a similar part of equal strength made from steel containing no alloy. We often hear someone say that a certain steel is lighter than some other steel. This, of course, is not strictly true, for a given bar of steel always weighs approximately the same, whatever materials go into its making. It isa materially improve the character and quality of the fact, however, that one steel possessing a given strength weigh thirty per cent less than another steel of the same strength The really important matter in the case of steel alloys is concerned with our dependence or independence in the matter of a sufficient supply of these materials. Chromium is derived from the mineral chromite, which comes prin- cipally from Rhodesia, Canada and New Caledonia. Less than one-third of the supply of this mineral used each year in the I nited States comes from our own deposits. California has furnished the greater part of our domestic production. Nickel is now con- sidered essential for all good ee By FLOYD W. PAIRSONS -itivwit'stiny rate te preaent outdo pu czies during the war was where the Germans got their vanadium, for the shells that were dropped into Paris cor tained a small percentage of this metal. The United State uses more vanadium than all the rest of the world com bined, but is compelled to go to South America for it It is estimated that ninety per cent of the world’s supply of vanadium lies in the Peruvian Andes Of the five alloy metals mentioned, this leaves onl) molybdenum, and therein hangs a hope. I have pointed out how indispensable are these minerals in our industrial life. It is also plain from what has been stated that in the case of the four other minerals this country will soon be a dependent nation. Users of high-grade steel are conse molybde- quently becoming more and more interested i num steel as a substitute for the other kinds that have been so largely used during recent years. Something like four-fifths of the world’s known supply of molybdenun ore has been located in the United States, and present it dications seem to point to the development of quite ar industry in this comparatively new metal which had but small commercial value only a few years ago. Prior to the war about fifteen tons of molybdenum metal was used in the United States, while the balance of our small production was sent to Europe to be used as a sub- stitute for part of the tungsten in high-speed tool steels. During the war the French used molybdenum in making breech blocks for cannon Recent experiments have proved that one ton of molyb- denum will replace two tons of tungsten in steel manu facture. Our baby tanks were armored with molybdenum steel, and this same steel alloy was used in the manufacture of crank shafts and connecting rods for Liberty motors The steel helmets worn by our doughboys also contained a percentage of this metal New ideas are not worth much unless we have at hand the materials with which to put the ideas into executior The fellow who first discovered that we could make a won derful material of unusual strength by mixing a little car bon with iron would not have got far with his scheme if there had been a scarcity of the element carbon to use in the process. The necessary ingredients, however, were right at hand and the manufacture of steel became an actuality instead of a dream on paper. So to-day engineers and designers are finding it possible to turn advanced ideas into improved products, and the production of molyb- is one step in the forward movement denum stee The highest percentage of molybdenum in any of our American steels now being produced is one per cent, and oftentimes the content is as low as one-fourth of one per cent. Recent practice also indicates that because of the ease with which molybdenum steels are machined, heat treated’ and forged, certain intermediary processes are steels except high-speed steel and is especially desirable for use in armor plate. Practically all of this metal that is used in the United States is imported from Canada. The metal tung- sten has had a spectacular ca- reer during the short time it has been close in the public eye. Before the war the high- est price for tungsten was fif- teen dollars a unit, but during the time of hostilities the price advanced to $100 a unit. The United States had always been able to supply its own needs for tungsten, but mining au- thorities tell us that at the present rate of production our domestic deposits of this metal will last only six orseven years. If we fail to discover new sup- plies of tungsten it is likely that in a few years we shall be importing our supply of this mineral from China, Japan and English possessions. Vanadium is almost univer- sally used in tool steels and is employed in the manufacture of certain steels that are to be subjected to unusual strain, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 35 BUSINESS ' j good for the utilization of an American mir eral that has lain useless in the mountains of \ na and Colorado while we have gone to foreign land for no better materials to serve our need Inland Water Transport jee United States Government and the various state haveexpended approximately three-quarters of a billior dollars for river and harbor improvements on our inland waterwa and yet our rivers and canals have never amounted to much as carriers of freight. As an example of how inland water trar portation has been declining, it only necessary to recall that fifty years ago river traffic o1 our most important water route, the Mississippi, reached its maximum in volume. By 1890 St. Louis was receiving ' less than two-thirds of a million tons of river-borne freight annually, or only about seven per cent as much as came in by rail. At the present time the incoming river traftic of St. Louis averages less than 200 tons daily, while the rail road freight received totals approximately 118,000 tons each day River steamers are no longer considered as competitors of railroad lines. Very few people still hold the belief that water competition has value as a fac or in keeping down railway rates. Some investigators go still l further and declare that even if the taxpayers were to bear the entire cost of constructing and maintaining the waterways used the return to any capital that might be invested in oper ating boats as freight carriers would be so small that pri vate interests with surplus cash would not find the venture attractive A good part of the money that ha o far been invested to develop inland water transportation appears to have been wasted. Locks and dams that were built at large expense on many rivers now only serve to impede the floating of logs. With our present huge war debts the time has come when waterway expenditures in the [ ed States must be confined to projects where the probable traffic will be large enough to justify the outlay The first railroads constructed in the United States were built to carry passengers, not freight This idea wa changed, however, when it was discovered that rails could be made of steel instead of wrought iron, thu permitting the operation of heavier cars and locomotive In these early days and for years afterward people continued to believe that water transportation was the natural and economical method for moving freight. The greater. part of the literature on haulage was designed to convey the thought that the waterways of a country should be care fully developed as a public benefit. This idea has continued , with us so strongly that ¢ ip to the present time prac tically all our important political parties seek favor throug! the insertion of a waterways plank in their platform \ mber of people right now are of the opinion that | the case of the waterwa here been considered fairl on it merit These folks are won- dering why it is that after $ 100,000,000 nas beer pent to mprove the Mississippi River this greatest of America ind waterwa wit muta enoug! ! olume op yortl obcor erate Is it true that emoney upposed! pentto further waterway development as actually expended to build lever and revetment oO pre ent floods which rendered the fertile land adiacent to the river worthless for agricultural purpose If such is the case it would have been better if Congres had made direct appropria tions for flood prevention Few men have given longer or more careful thought to the engineering aspect ol water transportatior thar Charle Whiting Bake , former editor of the Engineering Ne such as locomotive tires and automobile springs. One of the A Moiybdenum Mining Operation in Colorado and still an active leader er gineering practice and thought Following a deta ed Inve tiga tion whic he made ver

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST I took Baker the principal ht out by his chief thoughts careful cor this large nited States » handle the busine ! uur waterwa it may ay pe riod of pear, it crucial it our Iimportatr land ost as waterwa muect to improve ol building i Iti capacit railwa\ it. the a waterway, railway, is nearly wavs fixed by pacity of its rhe overlooked the terminal point is often that even on ocean routes where there are no expenses for maintenance hip been construction or many teams companies forced to abandon their busine have because of their ina hility to pay expenses competition with railway lines since this is the case it appear advisable to jues the ex idea that inland water } tion ymmon transport is cheaper than haulage by rail Perhaps the greatest exception to the supe railroad haulage is the case of riority of water transportation on the Great Lake Che obtained in bull lake the installation plendid results handling freights on the s have been due to of wonderful freight-handlir g mact inery, in the cost of trans tion which has effected marvelous reduc ferring materials from railroad car to ship and vice versa K } } Nowhere else o huge a volume of Lake in the world does the re exist of traftic in bulk freights as flows between the ports Superior and the cities on the lower lake I The great investment in labor aving macl inery at the terminals has been made px ile b immense volume of business. Some peo] le uur waterwa chandise freight ture ! i ri i Le out by the resi than larg npany ; organized to build One was completed of recent ver ago a and operate a line of boa ont ISSISSIPDi three year River. large steel barge propellec and put into service, mal trips between Orleans and St. Louis dur barge, thought, carried a total This modern r od of nine months th the latest of freight, or an aver- tructed in accordance wi fi 15t rhe cor age of 670 tons a triy average freight rate received was $4.24 aton. At tl was found that the oper ng and without 1 of the period of experiment it 1dministration expenses, st and depreciation on $170,000, The omp at backed this undertaking the failure to an unsuccessful equipment of oil at the terminals, and taking int investment, excer president of the « ascribed engines, which caused serious del: to the heavy expenses incurred in receiving and discharg- ing cargo at terminals. It is , however, that even if these difficulties had been eliminated the cost of transpor- tation would not have been reduced to a point where all the losses would have been wiped out Experience has shown that in order for water transporta- tion to be successful the barge or boat must be fully loaded. It is for this reason that the future of our inland water- ways lies in the carriage of bulk freight rather than mer- chandise goods. The boat conveying merchandise must make most of her runs with only a partial cargo, for ship- pers of merchandise demand a reliable regular service, which is hardly attainable in river-borne traffic. Much of the literature discussing water transport bases all assump- running with full loads every trip. Returning again to the cost of providing inland water- it is interesting to note that upward of $8,000,000 1 the boats’ has already been spent on the work that is now going on to improve the Missouri River. Theengineer in charge reports that the work is only twenty-seven per cent completed. Considering the present high prices of materials and labor timated that the $40,000,000 and will require $1,000,000 annually ta TI it p finished job will cost no less than to main- is means that if this improvement is worth mak- t show a saving of at least $2,600,000 yearly. ing mu : ~paes = OLN A Mississippi River Steamboat and Barge Docking With Cargoes of Cotton plar ack-water navigation from Pittsburgh to Cairo, where it joins the Mississippi, was first estimated to cost $63,731,- but $50,000,000 has already been expended and not much more than sixty-five per cent of the work has been finished. The completed job will probably cost $100,000,- 000, and will require no less than $1,500,000 as an annual operating cost. If we add interest and depreciation to this latter item it will be found that in order to justify the Government’s outlay upon it the Ohio River must carry sufficient traffic to effect a saving in freight over rail trans- port of at least $7,500,000 yearly. Even if this improbable result should be attained, the actual outcome would be to take $7,500,000 from the Federal treasury and distribute it among a comparatively small number of shippers and con- benefit through a small saving in In the case of the Ohio River, the for providing 188, sumers who might freight. The greatest investment in a single inland waterway ever made in the world was the construction of the New York barge canal by the state of New York. More than $150,000,000 has already been expended in the construc- tion of this transportation route, which is designed for the free use of anyone who desires to operate boats upon it. A number of things have been discovered since this canal was built. One interesting bit of knowledge disclosed by the transportation officials is that small boats are more economical to operate than vessels of a larger size. Most figures in the past have been based on the assumption that the larger the size of carrier the cheaper will be the trans- portation. This barge canal is closed to traffic for at least five months each year, and the operating company was obliged to adopt 300-ton barges so that these vessels can run on the canal in summer and be used in the lighterage June 5,1920 business in the port of New York during the winter. A 300- ton barge is about as large as can be used in the lighterage business. If larger boats were employed in the canal the operating company would not be able to maintain its organization and activities the year round, which would mean that it could not profitably do business at all. Measured solely in the light of a business venture the New York barge canal is an out-and-out failure. The tax- payers of New York are paying annually about $6,000,000 in interest charges on the bonds issued to build the canal and about $2,000,000 additional to maintain and operate it. No less than three-fourths of this expenditure is charge- able to the Erie Canal, which carried a total of 730,000 tons of freight in 1919. Of this tonnage only 292,000 tons was high-class freight, so that the taxpayers laid out over twenty dollars for each ton of this freight moved. No one can deny that this is an expensive investment. Much has been written concerning inland water trans- port in Europe. The waterway system of France costs the taxpayers about $19,000,000 a year, or about 5.7 mills a ton-mile. These French water routes carry chiefly low-class bulk freight, and the government forces an arbitrary differential so that the railways will not be able to put the waterways out of commission. In Ger- many the Rhine has the greatest traffic of any inland waterway in the world. Just prior to the war this route handled 22,000,- 000 tons of freight annually. Nearly forty-five per cent of Germany’s waterway traffic was moved on the Rhine. Water transportation in Germany is heavily subsidized at the tax- payers’ expense. An investigation by Ger- man engineers several years ago showed that the canal rates would have to be double the rail rates in order to cover the cost of build- ing and maintaining the waterway as well as the cost of haulage. The most recent figures available show that the Dortmund- Ems Canal, the most important waterway ofits kindinGermany, carried in year 1,518,000 tons, and incurred a deficit for the year of $908,359. This indicates that the cost to the taxpayers was approximately sixty cents for every ton transported. Close students of transportation throughout the world are generally agreed that inland waterways can survive only by confining their traffic to low-value products such as coal, stone, lumber, brick, ice, ore and grain. Further- more, water transport in orderto be successful must handle a large volume of business. An investigation by one mem- ber of the Interstate Commerce Commission showed that if we leave out all interest on the railway investment and eliminate taxes, the average cost of moving a railway freight car one mile in the United States is 7.58 cents. Assuming that this car holds forty tons, it is plain that the average ton-mile operating cost on road haul alone, on American railways, including all the expenditure on main- is 1.89 mills a ton-mile. The question is, “‘Can inland waterways transport bulk freights at a less cost than this?”’ River steamboats are immediately eliminated from all consideration, as their ton-mile costs are in all cases far greater than the railway- haulage expense just mentioned. This leaves for compari- son the river and canal barges moved in fleets by a single power boat. The barge fleet can make only from one to three miles an hour, while the railway freight train will average no less than ten miles. This means that the expense for interest, depreciation and wages on railroad trains carrying freight is distributed over a greater number of miles. Therefore, if we assume the most favorable of con- ditions for water transport, the saving over rail rates by substituting water haulage will seldom if ever exceed a mill for a ton-mile, or ten cents for 100 miles. Continued on Page 38) one tenance of way,

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Mise RE peu ee How true it is that the ardor of the Cadillac owner never wanes. As the days merge into months and the months melt into years, he appreciates more and more that he not only revels in a superior sort of travel, in a kind of motoring that does not lose its charm, but in a distinctive mode of motoring that actually grows more fascinating as time goes on. s», CADILLAC _¢ ‘4 ary “OaR 5 oF THEM? pas nee How true it is too that, be where he may or go where he will, he is the object of constant envy, not only because of the rare delights in the way he motors, but also because he is immune even from apprehension of things that would mar his enjoyment. And his complacency is intensified by the knowledge that he could not more wisely have chosen his motor car. A j ci gP

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST mv Continued from Page 36 canal lower N 12,586 tons Warrior Riv iting losses 10 a ton of ed on the barge il, $4.82 on the Mis- $1.40 on the The © gov- were up ppl and rior River ernment boats arry cargo ata to the sl Ipper of only per cent of the rail posed to « cost eighty way rates; however, even if the full had been charged the return to rail rates would anywhere the water not have covering the carriers come near cost in curred in moving the ton- nage by water The foregoing statements hould he interpreted as an attempt to prove the futility of water transport, for there are opportunities not June 5,1920 Germany, where the in- dustry was developed to a high state of perfection by years of keen world com- petition. Only a year ago many indispensable dyes, such as blue and green acid wool dyes, were not made by our United States com- panies. To-day both of these groups are being pro- duced, and other shades are being added to the list in rapid order. As an evidence that American manufacturers have started in the dye in- dustry with serious intent it is only necessary to state that more than $100,000,- 000 is now invested in the dyeindustryinthiscountry. If in this figure we were to include the money that is invested inthe manufacture of raw materials which go into the dye industry, the total investment would run up into hundreds of millions of dollars. Prior to the war more than 900dyeswereimported into this country; approxi- mately 120 dyes were then manufactured in the United States. Atthe present time we are producing upward of 400 different dyes in our in this method of transpor- tation the com- mercial and industrial interests of the nation greatly. There is much virtue in attempts to provide water routes that will permit large hips to travel direct from interior points in the United to benefit States to European ports. Dressed meat and steel plates y being loaded on ocean steamers in Chicago and then carried without transfer to Livérpool. A steamer left Chicago on June twenty-fifth of last year and carried goods to England at a cost of only $1.25 a hundredweight. The need of the present day is for the exercise of sound engineering judgment in all important economic questions Waterway advocates for many years have sounded all kinds of popular slogans that have appealed quickly to the public fancy. Many people have talked glibly of a deep waterway to connect the Great Lakes with the Gulf of Mexico. vhere technical problems abound. But engineers know that there is ufficient depth for deep-draft ocean steamers in When the points to no possible method whereby we can nsure a the Mississippi during the low-water season. flood its steamer most the sufficient at lack ive to have in order to cope The bed of the e sea is the ancient delta of the ver is in depth is float teering power they ocean but uch ship necessary would |} with the swift current and sharp bends Mississippi from Cairo to th and rock lies at an unattainable depth. As river, a conse quence it will never be possible to count on using vessels ifely that e than an eight-foot draft Mr. Baker and other engineers who have devoted care- ful study to our waterway imple fact that money expended for hould he Such has have mor s problem are aiming to impress ipon the nation the of water channels that will be used when completed the benefit transportatior spent on not always been the case in the past, and the action that has country’s ability and profit. It Wis- been taken does not reflect credit on this and farsightedness in building for both use pro i er rather thar ponsible for millior would be hard tod iom has been re of dollars spent in the construction of American waterways of handling 1¢ is fast approaching when in This brings me to the all-important questior freight at terminals unloading the total hauling these same goods hundreds of communities ‘ost of loading and ] will l will many terminal point be greater than goods at expense er tailed miles by water or rail. Modern motive power has anni hilated distance both or should get hold of the idea that in have water and land, and everyone all except long-distance shipments terminal expenses become the most important factor in tran a succeeding article portation lr ; t} it will be my purpose to emphasize the vital need of more modern methods in freight handling. The Chemist’s Opportunity UR achievements during the war appeared to promise ( a great expansion in our chemical industries after hos- Though important progress has been made along chemical lines since the ing of the armi- forwar tilities had ceased Sig? stice no such movement seemed likely has ATESY OF €. 1. DUPONT DE NEM “eat Technical Laboratory for the Testing of Dyestuffs in a Big American Chemical Plant Producing Dyes developed. Careful investigators attribute this failure to the lack of a national policy respecting our chemical indus- tries. Should this condition continue to exist the United States will be placed in the position of a country that is forced to depend upon foreign nations for its supplies of essential chemical products. The emergencies of war caused America to organize many new chemical industries that were sorely needed to equalize the industrial development of the nation and make us independent of overseas producers. If we are to per- petuate these infant businesses that were lately founded, the companies that are carrying on such enterprises must be given a still longer period of freedom from the formi- dable competition of the large European industries that have grown wealthy and strong through years of success in controlling and exploiting the American markets. Few people realize just how essential a well-organized chemical industry is to the welfare and safety of a great country at the present time. No matter what a nation’s resources may be so far as raw materials are concerned, made available for practical use unless a small army of competent chemists is these valuable products cannot be on hand to refine the crude materials and supervise the utilization of the finished products in the manufacture of If we do not the growth of a vast chemical industry it is useless to expect that the country will have a sufficient number of trained men ready to supply the nation’s need for chemical brains may rise It is not unwise for us to mind that the chemical plants which are so valu- able in peace are absolutely essential to success in carry- innumerable commodities. cultivate whenever occasion bear in ing out a national defense program. Of all of our new chemical industries the dye industry stands forth Few people who followed the conduct of the war but remember the distress and appre- preeminent, hension that prevailed in this country when our supplies of available dyes were near exhaustion. Not one but many industries were seriously hampered until relief from abroad and a larger supply of domestic dyes enabled us to tide our dilemma. -A preponderance of evidence has recently been prepared and indicates that our domestic coal-tar industry will not long sutvive if wholly abandoned to foreign competition. The American dye markets mean so much to foreign producers, especially the Germans, that it is reasonable to expect these European companies will gladly sell dyestuffs at a loss, if necessary, to stifle the industry in the United States. Such a practice worked beautifully in the past and could easily be repeated in the future. The remedy proposed by American chemists in- cludes the levying of a temporary import duty and the enactment of an efficient antidumping law. When the American dye industry first came into exist- ence it was quickly discovered that the matter of first importance was the production of dyes of good quality. The larger dye manufacturers in the United States have developed their processes until they are now able to pro- duce dyes of a quality equal to those manufactured in over own plants, so if we take in- to account that of the large number of dyes formerly imported many were quite unimportant and were brought over in very small quantities it is plain that the American dye industry has made great progress of late. It should always be borne in mind that the cash value of dyestuffs is no criterion of their importance. Before the war Great Britain imported something like $10,000,000 worth of dyes annually, but the British industries in textile and other lines that were dependent upon these imported supplies represented an investment of nearly $1,000,000,000. A similar situation once prevailed in relation to the Amer- ican textile industries. Our importations of dyes amounted to only a few million dollars in value, but without these dyestuffs we could have produced only a small part of the $1,500,000,000 worth of cotton fabrics that are manufac- tured in the United States each year. What is true of the cotton industry is equally true of the woolen, silk, leather, paper and other dyestuff-consuming industries. But though dyes, as stated, are of prime importance in our industrial life there are other branches of the chemical industry that also are of great value in our economic progress. For many years the nations of the world have been dependent for camphor upon shipments from Japan, and this latter country in turn has drawn its supply from the island of Formosa, where native savages are used to obtain the material from camphor trees. Aside from its medicinal uses camphor is employed largely in the manu- facture of celluloid and various products utilized in the making of toilet articles and other everyday commodities. Nearly 1,000,000 pounds of camphor was used last year in the United States for medical purposes. Agents of the United States Government, acting in the belief that the camphor tree might be adapted to our climate and soil, secured a considerable supply of seeds, and planted these in several of our Southern States. Much success has followed this experiment, and one large Amer- ican company that consumes a big tonnage of camphor commenced to plant camphor trees on its own account, and now has 1800 acres planted with 1,000,000 trees and 3,000,000 seedlings. In less than four years an ever- increasing supply of camphor will be available from this source, and we shall no longer be compelled to supply ourselves with camphor from sources that lie on the other side of the earth. But it takes time for such things as trees to grow; so the American chemists of this same big company recently got busy in an effort to produce camphor in some other way than from the wood of the camphor tree. Asa result of the experiments that were patiently conducted a method has been devised whereby camphor is secured from turpentine by a new synthetic process. Not only has the scheme been proved practical but enough camphor is already being produced to supply most of the nation’s needs for this important compound. In the meantime the acres planted, with camphor trees will continue to thrive, and America will become a natural source of supply for another valuable material that is essential to our industrial welfare. (Concluded on Page 142)

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40 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST UNIONIS Nero burned, ISTORY lo not record whether | ! y wher Rome had of Pennsylvania, ceased Donora eel tow: it into practice and | During a steel Neroed Nero in Rome burned Donora 1 Donora ty concerning the out young, pos- latest of Who and What Our Coun- the other day representa- he the Americanization move al worker ind women’s organizations were I Franklin K. Lane to take steps toward the for- community hamlet and township of ition of a natior al movement to promote t Lowr organization in every cit the | ted States Probably the But this is the organizations Three month that In its national capital never heard of Donora. town that has already done what national are now seeking to promote after the idea was evolved it fully } announces community service a workable plan, which practical application excels all other plans that have been tried in twenty years of experimenting with organiza tion method one only among a thousand a humble tow . but it Donora is claim original and progressive l et the Community Service mill towr reader take it that the being after the ind survive hat vray matter born of Donora ime into greatest travail a town could undergo is why the to every city and town America Three here claim, a telling is important months ago it was a town idea and, the Donora idea Something for wor driv idea Americs of the isms, and churchmen, for busing men and truck bankers and cinder wheelers, but a town working. To-morrow it may be a great includ Some town-to-town idea, a.remedy for many) ig bureauism, Bolshevism, jazzism and socialism idered by those weak-kneed humans who tand up to the thing to be are afraid to who seem to believe they will arrive at a miraculously cre ated isle of safety Donora, with world cons guns of reconstruction and omehow by Monon front call i rsesh oe he u la River and bred of iron and As such it « ’ cally to the end of the had rode by out as the valle \ born greatest steel strike ir rue, there beer dynamitings and bombings, and the state police Out of it This aus such, held no night had come bitterness and misunderstand ing could not be relegated to labor alone, for labor more of misconception of a great and growing American duty than those apart from steel labor direct Out of the strike with a menacing note in its resonant came an uncertain future, something One could had Citizens of Donora in those throat not be certain whether germs of disorder been re moved or merely narcotized days were not good in one another Preachment of hatred had sl neighbor, of the rent of neighbor in trades class iken the confidence worker in the tradesman, of the man in the worker Busine men resented thousands lost in money that might have beer pent Workingmen re ented losing the thousands in wages they might havespent. Local Needs Become Pressing ppeeces of advice were heralded through the public prints, were read, m« or lk digested and cas Some cried for the hop, and some against it sid to humanize industry thers said it was be humanized without avail sing weeks restored public of unrest, of watchful waiting, lhe of the citizens were wary of investing in calm, but the undercurrent flowed pers stood tently or structure community staunch, but it its futures Labor agair mill gates, but the Old John muttered as he went What you say?” Many swung into the old paths to the iur could be heard his way “It so is, but it comes again None could answer question inwardly asked the same awakened and hut Was no One day a few d at other They different middle ground weeks ago two citizens found eact viewpoint Apparently there Neither had ds of the Americanism had proved its right the voice of all other isms, but there is Ameri ach had his might be looke each other good with strength or sincerity of the other to be heard above and ¢ Americanism and anism, opin Perhaps Shadows of ion of what it Donora stood as all mis the other steel] tow: onceptions, imported, some home grown, seemed to flicker across the glare of the Bessemer gun in the lower town by night Workingmen had organized for the strike, and their or- ganization had broken of its own weakness when family larders went low, and the clank-clank of the billet rolls called them back to the mill gates. But this could The business been not be applied to the workingmen alone. men saw their own organization disintegrate. “The business men are organized against you. None are for you.”” The charge was hurled time after time. It was the high battle cry of agitation Zenry their themselves and the public interest. they fell apart jut, outgrowing its swaddling clothes, the steel town for its new inhabitants, for the workers in five miles of mills owned by a corporation that this year would begin spending more millions in adding more mills for more workers. Streets teemed with hun- dreds of growing foreign children. Community spirit was at its lowest ebb and there loomed the crying need for streets, for for public libraries, for community buildings, for all of those things that a baby town suddenly grown size finds that it must have. This was the situation late in December when the steel strike ended The business citi- organization a weapon Of their own accord saw il own against needed shelter homes houses to city The Idea is Hatched no one remem- kind of organization, something so wholly representative that & AME a business man or a workingman / bers which— with a proposal. Let’s have a new merchant and the cinder wheeler and and the driver of the the banker and the the priest and the shoe-shine man ial voice truck shall have an e« Why, who had ever { heard of such foolishness? It never had Qur We don't think alike and we don’t act alike. What possible interest can the man who shovels ore have in affairs that concern the president of the bank? Where can the merchant and the toil-stained mill hand find a common ground? Only a few believed in the idea. It seemed too radical been done interests are different. for the conservative business man, and utterly impossible The worker had been taught that other citizens were organized against him. But they are Steel-town humanity is for the laborer born gamblers in the valley of steel like other humanity You say a thing can’t be done and somebody is ready to take issue with you. It came to be a sort of standing dare between the workingmen and the business men ‘We dare you to invite us to organize with you.” “We dare that ganize as one body That sort of thing cannot go on for long without some- you to accept our proposition we or- thing happening. Committees composed of workingmen, of merchants getoer First, it of bankers, of professional men, suggested that organized for everybody Nothing doing, said e left-over of the war, but got to- was a chamber of com- merce be the workingmen. Then came tl an all-encompassing idea, for all that Why Donora over went > It a light began to not the went In fact, it gleam across the troubled way of all those intimate prob Community Service over so big that lems which concerned the town as a whole The plank across the troubled differences of industry solid, substantial that plank to a common ground and wiped out the last vestige became a one Citizens crossed of the steel strike Workingmen from the big mills joined the organization Business men and professional uddenly Donora dis had a working organization that was making recently lost $3,000,000 in in groups of a hundred men came in in smaller groups until covered it it forget that the town had only wages, production ana business Meet the Donora Commur that is not organized for the working men who were caught for the bu citizens, but of them; for and of workingmen and business he ng that of yervice, the organization not iness up in the big strike, but of them qualificatior Donora pridefully only And personnel of officers and directors as in the I interests represented men of every class, the American presents this citizenship ] ‘ without nited States for the diversification of one dupheation R. E. Hoopes, president; general agent for the Pennsyl- vania Railroad G. E. Korepe., first vice president; clerk at steel works. THOMAS M. GILLAND, president; super- intendent of schools M. M. NBEALB#, third vice president; draftsman at zine works. second vice Y Ui By lL. &. McKENZIE June 5,1920 eS BOARD OF DIRECTORS C. F. THOMAS, cashier of Bank of Donora. M. J. O'DONNELL, roller in rod mill. FRANK GALLATIN, chief engineer in mills ANDREW A. PATTON, foreman in railroad shops. H. A. Cox, master mechanic in zine works. JACOB BOOHER, electrician in mills. C. C. COMPTON, architect. RUSSELL VERNON, hardware merchant. MosE MILLER, clothing merchant. D. M. ANDERSON, attorney at law WALTER COATESWORTH, proprietor of garage. Three months ago Donora faced a blank and uncertain future. On the first day of April Donora had a solid organization of more than one than four-fifths of these representing labor and at any time to present any for the con sideration of all the citizens of the town. Donora has for ever pulled the teeth of that rabid cry that ‘“‘the busines men are organized against the workers.” But can such an organization work harmoniously and achieve concrete results? The Donora Community Service this week organized a housing corporation with a capital stock of $100,000, wit! nine directors equally divided between the business men, the bankers and the workingmen in the mills. Stock being subscribed so rapidly that before this article has reached its destination the corporation will have completed its organization and will have for the first homes for workingmen in Donora in 1920. Because the intelligence of the and diversified, preparation for meeting the industrial ft that of housing, ' i necessary to call for outside expert thousand citizens, more prepared cause it sees fit contracted directorate membership is so need of made it un The diversification the greatest wn, has of the committees that prepared the plans took care of that What of the cost and the practical features of building Ask the one of the housing committees. What of the enterprise? new houses this spring? contractor who sat on with the The architect on another committee answered directly and definitely. What of the set that feature at rest What of electrical equipment for the homes? Ask the wire mill. He sits over there. TI ree architectural work connected A mill foreman soon labor possibilities? master electrician from the What of the financing problem? I committees, lasy enough. bankers are on the Would the “You bet we will,” workmen invest in homes of their ow: chorused the voices of several worker in the committees. Thus the housing problem became at once a happy and fact; } values, assured the land and embargoes and all the the men who know; ready to do their part. and the costs, and the de preciation, and the constr the freight matters for uction, and any details are but and they are in the organization and Constructive Committee Work HERE are twelve standing committees, each of whic! includes almost a majority of workingmen. They have “Why,” they said, “we didn't know you wanted us to work with you. What is there todo? Our coats are off. Lead us to it.” ** All together for the whole town,” has slogan, and so strongly is it now in evidence that a few gone to work. become the despairing labor agitators are hanging on the edges and wondering if there is any place left into which an entering wedge a faint pit of their stomachs that something has been organized American for that may be slipped. They have feeling at the unrest, something too concretely against them to override with the syndicalistic arguments took such a strong hold a year ago. As to the achievement of the new “‘ union of all citizens,” Excerpts from the report of the secretary at the last meeting are interesting In bringing it has only begun to achieve out the new spirit that has begun to take hold and carr public enthusiasm along with it for a better and bigger community to the exclusion of pettier problems introduced by outsiders. In this report these items are to be found: ‘Your Committee on Americanization and Edueatior organized by electing W. S. Ferrar as chairman. |Mr Ferrar is an employment supervisor.| It was decided to start an immediate campaign for a night school, which was carried out to such good effect that a night school wit! an enrollment of about 160 foreign workmen who are not citizens was opened Tuesday, March 2. In this connectior an essay contest on Americanization was conducted ir the schools, and prizes were offered by the Donora Com munity Service. Thusmorethan2200children in both publi Continued on Page 42

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Back of the great body of those , a who have been fortunate enough to get a Liberty is another great body willing to wait because they want this car, and the quality it represents. They are all of a type —the sort who instinctively turn to that which is good and beautiful. Liberty Motor Car Company, Detroit ~ LIBERTY |

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST L. | Very likely you have made a “ hobby” of fitting your car with the best. Don’t overlook the importance of the top, and to really make sure that you have a quality top through and through, obtain Drednaut Motor Topping—one of the famous “Chase” products. C. CHASE & CO., NEW YORK DETROIT SAN FRANCISCO \ ‘om a CHICAGO \ BOSTON | (Continued from Page 40) and parochial schools were interested. It is expected that the three-month classes will be brought up to an enrollment of nearly 800 within the next few days. The com- mittee plans to continue special American- | ization efforts during the coming summer.” On this committee are an Italian shoe merchant, a Polish worker at the zine works, the school superintendent and a foreman in the mills. The Polish worker was one to | offer prizes and personally to bring fifty to the school. “The Committee on Parks, Playgrounds and Athletics, with Charles Foreman as | chairman, has taken up the matter of form- | ing the Donora Home Baseball League for 1920. It has been practically agreed that this shall be a six-team league this year. The company is planning to make improve- ments at Americo Park and to provide additional seating capacity for fans, The committee will take up the matter of other park and playground improvements as soon as the weather permits. “The Community Building Committee has been organized with R. G. Johnston as | chairman, and Ben G. Binns secretary and treasurer. Mr. Johnston has the details in hand and expects to make a report in the near future. The American Legion Post has | named a committee at the suggestion of the secretary to coéperate with the Commu- | nity Building Committee. It has been sug- gested that the War Chest fund be devoted toward the community building. “The secretary has communicated with | the Donora Women’s Club, suggesting that | Arbor Day or May Day might be the occa- sion of a public festival, if the club and the Donora Community Service can arrange to cooperate. It may be stated that Donora has a new fifty-piece orchestra among the men in the mill, and this with the company band would give a splendid opportunity for introducing a festival of folk dancing and singing.” From an industrial town that faced the beginning of the year with uncertainty born of past unrest, Donora has swiftly evolved into a community that is beginning to get acquainted with itself. It has passed through experiments and doubts. It has gone to bat for a new industrial idea, and the effect already is being widely felt. Donora claims it has discovered the union- ism that unites. The Old Town Pump Donora has an old town pump. It is of the long-handled variety which, as in great pain it relieves itself of the refreshing cool- ness so desirable, reminds one of the vaude- ville violinist who is forever sliding a merci- less squeaking into your ear. Certainly the town outgrew the old disreputable pump and seldom was any moisture drawn from its rusted depths. Just the other day the town fathers repainted the pump, made a more respectable institution of it, and to- day as you pass you may see half a dozen citizens congregated there. The modern mahoganies of the hotels having passed, it | was found necessary to slake a natural hu- man thirst at the old-time drinking stand. Does anyone remember the old town meetings? Those whiskered, tobacco- cudded affairs, in which any crossroads town on the map could and did meet to settle national problems offhand. The funny part of it was that sometimes out of | those two-by-four sessions of toasted shins round the one great stove in the town hall came forth the big idea, and along with it the big man who put it over. But the town meeting was abolished. We grew up and passed beyond into cliques and factions, into isms and ings, into circles | within circles that revolved in opposite di- rections without once touching the vital things of the moment. We grew modish and exclusive in our town meetings, and as such they ceased to be. While one club met in the exclusive hill section and settled a purely town problem, another club, whose members never dressed in other than an open-necked shirt for dinner, assembled in a far dingier hall down in the mill section and settled the same problem in altogether a different fashion—or unsettled it perhaps would be the better phrase. Bond issues for public improvements were lost that way. Did the hill section want a new street? Well, the rabble below the brow of the hill said by its ballots that it did not believe in any such highfalutin’ goings on on the hill and wouldn’t countenance it. June 5,1920 Did the river region want a sewer? They couldn’t smell the noxious odors on the top of the hill, so why worry about it? They voted it down. Business men began drawing away into their own association. Soon it was the by- word of the workingmen of the town that they met to plot profiteering prices. As the high cost of living got more and more out of hand the plottings of the business men became more strongly suspected. Churchmen met in their association and disapproved of the other organizations of the town. They were not of the church, therefore they must be of the devil. The greater women’s club met and frowned on the smaller association of housewives and the groups of foreigr women of different nationalities who would cling together in spite of all efforts to Americanize them. Why did not the foreign woman in this American town be- come Americanized? They of the higher- browed club on the hill thought it surely must be because she was born of inherited stubbornness. It never occurred to any- one that the foreign woman had held aloof because she had never been invited. Members of one lodge, hundreds strong, developed cordial disapproval of all the affairs of a rival lodge, also hundreds strong. Workingmen formed their own clubs and discussed the other clubs as they were discussed by them. Altogether there was no such thing as a town meeting. There was not even the town square where the town crier might go forth with his bell and call the citizens together. The Americanization Program In the ground between all the variety of opinions and ideas developed, the ground was reeking with distrust and suspicion. It was a fertile soil for the sowing of syndicalism and other seeds that grew lustily and bore the fruits of rioting, the loss of three millions in wages and business, and ten years’ setback for Donora in the latter months of the year 1919. On St. Patrick’s Day of this year six citizens voted ‘for’ to one ‘“‘against”’ issuance of public bonds up to half a million dollars for the paving of new streets and the erection of new schools in this year Six months, four months ago it couldn't have been done. But the old town meeting had been restored. Not quite so provin- cial, for Donora has become metropolitan, but the same old town meeting in spirit nevertheless. The Donora Community Service did it. The putting of the bond issue across was simplicity in itself. The membership of the community service said the town must have the streets and the schools right up to the limit of its possible bonded indebted- ness. The members of the community service went back to their clubs, their lodges, their associations, their societies of foreign names, and they said: ‘The com- munity service says it is good.” That was enough. There was no elec- tioneering for or against. The old town meeting had looked its problem in the face and agreed upon the right course to pur- sue. None questioned it, and the scatter- ing vote in opposition represented only that element which may be taken as the eternally pessimistic and moss-backed minority in every community from one of the big Portlands to the other. As this is written foreign-born men and women are gathered together in a public- school auditorium across the square. First, they are enjoying a semicomic moving pic- ture with Americanization as its theme. They like it, as they have liked the other pictures shown. Then the men are going down to the classrooms to learn their A B C’s and why American words spelled the same way mean two different things, while words spelled differently mean the same thing. They have forgotten they were called to a near-revolution six months ago and that they marched in muttering groups through the streets. An Americanization branch membership of the community service is being formed of several hundred aliens eager to get into what they have come to regard as the one big brotherhood of the town. For it has been through the influence of the com- munity service that they are being given opportunity, and among the hardest work- ing members of the organization are Amer- icanized foreigners, putting forth every effort to bring in new men. (Concluded on Page 44)

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST » ara) O be able to cut a flawless die, my or forge a useful shape from prea), | pti oa Z oe) naked steel,a man must know (ae SS) 7117 : ‘ He TTT AT lil ———— ee sda) his lathe or giant hammer. There are | | | | men in our factory who have spent | | i id J Hie) ih head \| Lee i | their working lives in the needful task MULTI of making axles. They are as sure of | their skill and as jealous of it as any Pit sculptor. In the hands of such men we may safely rest the destiny of Eaton Axles. y y 7 y y 4 Hh THE EATON AXLE COMPANY, CLEVELAND, OHIO KLE DIVISION OF HI NDAI PARTS ¢ {I H

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| with this | nity service. | more shyly diffident foreign women added | did not attend before?

It Made Electric Ironing Possible ‘Down in the heart of your electric iron is a finely drawn wire which glows with heat when you snap the switch. It is Chromel, the original nickel-chromium alloy, discovered and developed by Hoskins, Detroit — the alloy that created the great electric heating industry. lacked electric because Before its discovery, American homes toasters, grills, irons, and similar devices research had failed to reveal a metal which would endure red heat for a long time. But Chromel resists oxidation at high temperatures does not burn out before delivering consistent, long- time service. This fact in standard American appliances heated by electricity. accounts for its extensive use Industrial Uses for Chromel remarkable Furnaces and is the alloy most at temperatures up Chromel's heat -resis tric tant properties, to 2000° F widely used for pyrometer thermo , Suggest its use Inmany — couples. Metallurgists, chemists, and places where high temperatures ‘ production managers confronted with quickly break down iron and steel. are invited to write the Hoskins Mfg. Co., Chrome] as resistance heat problems < Research Dept., Detroit. Note wire is sold only to licensees, except Its use is particularly recom mended where making renewals en tails tearing down the used in Hoskins Elec apparatus Chrome! is for experimental purposes.

IGI TE HOSKINS D BY ETROIT | to prove he has not (Concluded from Page 42) The women are going downstairs to the domestic-science department where they are to be taught new things in cooking by American women of the c ommunity service. Along with their lessons in English there come instructions from trained nurses on home management, these nurses working particular branch of the commu- Each school night sees a few to the classes. Why are they attending now when they Why, they have suddenly discovered that American women want to help them, want to make their homes brighter, are interested in them and their children. Next week or the week following there is to be an old-fashioned square dance, the kind in which bootstraps once jigged to the ‘balance all,’’ and some old-timer is going forgotten how to “Salute your partner.”” Out of this comes | part of the fund to uniform and equip a complete home baseball league, to play as complete a season with fully as keen a relish as the teams of the major leagues | yes, even keener, for the sons of mothers and fathers in the bleachers are to be play- | ing out there. What relation has baseball to the great American idea of community spirit with its all-encompassing claim of ameliorating present unsettled conditions? Not much, perhaps; no more than the essay contest last week in which 2200 school children strove to tell the best ideas of Americanism, June 5,1920 that they might win one of the several prizes offered by the community service; no more than the combined Arbor Day and May Day festival next month, in which a fifty-piece orchestra and a fifty-piece brass band formed from mill-working musicians will play for folk dancing and community singing; no more than the movement for a community recreation building and memo- rial hall to cost $100,000, now in the hands of a committee composed of workingmen, returned service men and a banker; no more than the lectures and moving pictures early last April to bring about home gar- dening and beautifying of the town by the school children, but —— The central idea remains that it is one whole town, not any one group of the town, accomplishing these things. That the bit- terness of spirit incurred by industrial un- rest has been turned to sweetness and coéperation. That an American town has devised a system whereby each committee, each working unit, shall be composed equally of workers with their hands, workers with their brains, and the scant few who may be profiting idle-handed from the toil of each. Donora as a town to-day stands organ- ized against the encroachment of any out- side disturber or agitator. Such agitation must first talk to clear-headed, sane-minded organization for the community. The kind of unionism that knows no upper class, no lower class and no middle class, but has united all these elements, is in full work- ing order and open at any time to the full inspection of America. LAUNCHING ICEBERGS By ENOS A. MILLS NE May a quarter of a century ago a whaling vessel lowered a boat, two Indians and myself on the Alaskan coast supposedly by the entrance of the Muir Inlet. Rowing inland, we broke | abruptly through the fog screen into the | midst of a fleet of icebergs. Many were of stupendous size and several were of striking ice architecture. One pinnacled berg ap- peared like an enormous five-master. A ma- jority of this strange fleet shone dazzlingly white in the morning sun, with blue-black shadows. There were stragglers, gray-black like colliers, and a few scattered ones of marvelous blue. We pushed up the bay and presently were pulling to right and left among the icebergs putting out to sea, watching on our left the broken, bristling ice cliffs—the fronts of glaciers—against which the waves were washing. Occasionally a heavy, towering mass of ice collapsed, creating terrific explosions in the water and sending rings of violent waves rushing toward every part of the bay. There was an almost con- tinuous roar and splash of these heavy waves as they dashed upon the countless bergs scattered through the bay, causing them to rise and roll long after the wave had col- lapsed high up on miles of distant broken shore. The Indians, munching fish eggs, watched the strange moving exhibit with interest, but fortunately with less enthusiasm than myself. Two heavy wave swells from launched icebergs rushed our boat and nearly spilled us as we swished over the top. The Indians insisted on our keeping about a quarter of a mile distant from cliff fronts, where bergs were launched and storm waves started. But we were caught by a danger unsus- pected by the Indians and to me unheard of. We were headed for a distant inland channel, and several times dashed between close-drifting bergs that threatened to crush us. We watched that these did not bow a shattered pinnacle upon us or that their falling ice chunks and bowlders did not explode and deluge us with a small fountain. At last we came into a stretch of open water. Not a wave was in sight, and a solitary big berg near us appeared asleep. Suddenly we weg lifted into the air upon upraised water and for a moment looked down upon the top of this big berg. An enormous blue ice mass had broken loose from the depths and risen under our boat. Then we were swished shoreward onxa wild, high wave, which flung us out of the bay. We dragged our drenched selves from an alder thicket sixty feet above the shore line. One of the Indians was still munching dried fish eggs. The alder clumps had been our shock absorber, but the boat had broken its head against one bowlder and its back across another. Dripping, we three stood for a moment watching all our food and bedding floating off with the flotsam and jetsam of the bay. The boat was smashed, the outfit a total loss; but flopping among the willows and alders were wae be of fish, which were flung ashore by the wave which changed us to castaways. We built a driftwood fire among the alders and bowlders, and as we steamed we looked in and round the bay upon one of the grandest glacial ex- hibits in all the world. We had missed Muir Inlet, but had landed in the unrivaled Yakutat Bay. The detached iceberg that wrecked us had risen from the bottom of the bay 1000 feet in advance of the visible front of the glacier. This submarine berg was a deep blue, but changed rapidly to white. A number of the many glaciers that ter- minated in the bay were sliding in cafion channels with bottoms a few hundred feet below water level, while the tops of their ice fronts stood 200 feet above the water. That part above water level was cut off by wave action and detached as icebergs more rapidly than the submerged invisible part. Apparently all blue bergs rose from the depths, and these changed rapidly to white. The gray-black bergs were masses of glacial débris—gravel and bowlders. This mountain-locked harbor appeared to contain all the glaciers and icebergs of creation. The mountain walls were so thickly, heavily laden with ice and snow that the rocks were only here and there visible. The adjacent white mountains sent down mile-wide glaciers which termi- nate in this bay; launch ships of white icebergs—which later go down to the sea. I. C. Russell, the celebrated geologist and glaciologist, had explored this scene a year earlier, and Frederick Funston had landed somewhere in the region only a few days before. I was bound for the interior of Alaska, put thought to visit the Muir Glacier, in which Muir had interested me, while wait- ing for the excess of snow to clear from the Chilcoot Pass trail. My plan was to repair the broken boat and with this go for an- other and supplies. These could perhaps be obtained at the nearest Indian encampment. The two Indians said that with repair materials they could put the humpty- dumpty boat together again. All the re- mainder of the day we three searched miles (Continued on Page 46)

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~ oe Sess eee eee } THE SATURDAY EVENING POST What “KODAK” Means AN a word, a trade-name, “Kodak” is simply an arbitrary combination of letters. It is not derived from any other word. It was made up from the alphabet, not by lucky chance, but as the result of a diligent search for a combination of letters that would form a short, crisp, eu- phonious name that would easily dwell in the public mind. As a trade-mark, “Kodak”’ indi- cates certain of the products of the Eastman Kodak Co., to which it has been applied, as, for instance, Kodak Cameras, Kodak Tripods and Kodak Film Tanks. As an institution, “Kodak” stands for leadership in photography. ‘To the world at large it is best known for its simplification of photography for the amateur, for its Kodak and Brownie Cameras, for its films and papers. ‘To the professional photog- rapher, it is known for its progressive leadership in the manufacture of everything that is used in the studio. In the cinema world it is known as Tf it isn't an Eastman, it isn't a Kodak. Eastman Kodak Company Rochester, N. Y., The Kodak City. the producer of the tilm that made the motion picture possible. To the army and navy, it is best known for its aerial cameras and aerial the latter a modification lenses of the Kodak Anastigmats. To the scientist, it 1s known for its X-Ray products, now so vital in the mend- ing of men, and for the work of its great Research Laboratory. In 1888, when the two “k’s’, the “o”’, the “d” and the “a” were eu- phoniously assembled, they meant nothing. ‘To-day they mean protec- tion for you in the purchase of photographic goods.

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Do you know why they say "As Mad as a Hatter’? THE SATURDAY Mi: N’S hats are made of fur that comes from the Balkans, from Russia, and from Australia. Needless to say, this fur has been scarce and high these last few years. This season, with the war over and ships moving ayain, we congratulated ourselves. Fur would be easier to get, and not so expensive. But—Dame Fashion stepped in and decreed that women’s clothes be fur-trimmed. So hatters’ fur is scarcer and dearer than ever! Some merchants. believe that men aren't interested in this. We think differentls Men are interested in the high cost of hats—and a man ought to know wy it is impossible to get a good hat nowadays at the price he used to pay. kor one thing, the knowledge may keep him trom buying a cheap hat which will be a yood thing for him. Mallors Hats are YY ad hats. We've been making them for nearly one hun dred vears—and price has never been a factor in the bu Ness, has come first We've had to pay war prices for hatters’ fur be tore. But we didn’t lower NM illory alwavs our customers were quality—and vlad to pay the price that brought them that quality. The sale of our hats has steadily grown until today over a million men are weat ing them. People invari- ably, in the long run, stick to the product that does not compromise on quality. Buy a Mallory and no matter what you pay, you won't be sor ry. Vallory Hats are the only hats with the famous ““Cravenette’’ finish that resists weather The MALLORY HAT COMPANY, Inc. 2s Filth Avenue, New York (Wholesale Only) Factory at Danbury, Conn. EVENING POST (Continued from Page 44) of shore line among the bowlders and alders, and that evening had a pile of fragments broken boxes and their precious nails, rope, a few tin cans, and the green and invaluable skin of a wolf that had evidently been killed by a wave rush which crushed him against the bowlders We broiled fish for supper and lay down without bedding between driftwood fires. The night was still except for the falling ice cliffs and the wash from their waves. The stars were near and the snowy moun- tains made splendid marble architecture in the night. Leaving the Indians struggling with the broken fragments of the boat, I next morn- ing climbed a high, commanding point above the bay. Snowy mountains, glaciers and icy peninsulas edged the bay. Everything was on a stupendous scale. A wide cafion below me carried a glacier that extended miles and leagues back into the high white mountains. A snowslide gave an excellent exhibition by plunging down upon the glacier. The slide was so far away that I heard not a sound, but so large was it that its lurches, leaps and curvings were easily seen. A 1000-foot column of agitated snow dust rolled up and stood briefly over its roughened mass, where this stopped half a mile out on the glacier. One avalanche, a mixture of rocks, ice and snow, started near me and crashed down upon the glacier. For longer than a minute its echoes and reéchoes rioted so vigorously among the snowy cliffs and icy canons that I looked, expecting to see some- thing in action. When the avalanche came to a stop out on the ice the mass appeared as large as several Imperators. But so ex tensive was the scene that when I lowered my field glass I had difficulty finding it with my good eyes. Northward, as far as eye could reach, was a vast desert of snow. Many mountains appeared made of it; others were deeply buried beneath it; and here and there the tip of a peak barely pierced its heavy strata. What an array of water in cold storage! \ snow desert as large as two or three New England states, together with hundreds of square miles of ice--glaciers that would make a showing even in Texas. In due time all this crystal cloud material would be shaped into finished products— icebergs. These would be launched by the glaciers, exhibited in the bay in front of the steep white mountains, then sent forth on a strange sea voyage to melt and mingle again with the waves and the clouds. Off in the distant west lay what I took to be the Malispina Glacier. It occupied an empire of surface and was so nearly stag- nant that groves were growing in its débris-covered back. A Glacier in an Earthquake The 2000-mile stretch of Pacifie Coast between the mouth of the Columbia River and Cook's Inlet, Alaska, has an extremely heavy snowfall: sixty feet a year and up- ward — mostly upward. The Yakutat Bay- Mount St. Elias region is laden beneath its full-heaped share. More snow falls each vear than melts. The accumulating snow quickly changes to ice through compression and partial melting. As this ice mass be- comes sufficiently weighty it begins to craw! down slopes. It becomes a flowing ice river —a glacier Glaciers, like water rivers, move forward along the line of least resistance. The rate of movement depends on the weight of the mass, the degree of steepness and roughness of the slope down which it moves. Small and nearly stagnant glaciers advance from one to twelve inches a day, but the majority of glaciers go forward from one to ten feet aday. On rare occasions a combination of favorable conditions may cause any glacier to lurch briefly and slide forward at greatly increased speed A few years ago an earthquake in Alaska temporarily put new life into numerous glaciers. They were shaken out of slow- going ways. The Muir Glacier was shat- tered and changed by the quake. Its lower reaches slid forward and so jammed its terminal bay with icebergs that steamers were unable to enter the bay for two years. By the time the bergs had cleared the end of the glacier had retreated and no longer reached tidewater For a few days following the earthquake a number of glaciers rushed ice deliveries launched numbers of icebergs. This was followed by normal flow for some months; then an intensified, prolonged flow occurred, June 5,1920 evidently due to the flood of glacial ma- terial—rocks, ice and snow—which the earthquake had shaken down upon the source months before. The terminus of these glaciers, one, two and even three years after the quake, advanced, pushed their noses forward from a few feet to a quarter of a mile. This quake was a few years later than my visit. I saw only one glacier that was advancing beyond its former terminus. It was one that melted away without reaching tide- water. Its 1000-foot front was plowing through morainal deposits made years be- fore. In places this débris was nearly 100 feet deep. Part of the moraine was cov- ered with a spruce forest that was more than a century old. The crushed, cracking trees filled the air with the odor of balsam and pitch as the ponderous, irresistible mass pushed invisibly forward. In front of the ice mass trees were leaning forward at ev- ery angle; numbers were uprooted, while others were down and the ice front sliding upon them. This forest now being flayed and crushed alive had grown in glacier- made soil—soil crushed and ground from rocks and distributed in other days by a glacier. On the way back to camp I walked two miles over the rough surface of the glacier on which I had seen the avalanche descend. One section evidently was above a rough, steeply inclined place in the bottom of the channel—a place that would create wild rapids in a river. The slow-advancing ice opened into crevasses as it passed over this place. An enormous pile of rock débris that was emptying into these crevasses had slid down upon the glacier more than a mile up stream. The time required to advance this far had probably been about two years. Sculpturing the Earth A goodly quantity of this rock-slide débris had already dropped into the yawning crev- asses. While I stood near several large rock fragments from the pile tumbled in, and on the caving edge small stuff was almost constantly sliding or tumbling in. Down in the glacier these rocks would be pressed powerfully together. Numbers probably would drop to the bottom, where the glacier, with a few hundred tons pressure, would ride and slide upon them, crushing and grinding them against the bottom and each other as the ponderous glacier moved ever forward. A glacier is a sculptor of the rock ball called the earth, and it carves the surface into canons and plateaus, making scenery and soil. At the source of a glacier, as well as at crevasses, ice, snow, sand, gravel and slide rock accumulate and mingle in the upper end of the channel, and this confused mass of cutting tools tears and polishes the sides and bottom of the cafion channel as the mass slides forward. Not only is the channel widened, deepened and straight- ened, but the tools themselves are mostly worn to dust by the time the terminus, or end of the glacier, is reached. The last ice age made vast changes in the topography of the northern hemisphere. It ground up and moved mountains, changed river channels, made thousands of lake basins and fiords and covered thousands of square miles with productive soil. Gla- ciers — compressed snow flowers — carve grand scenery and soil. Much of the soil in the temperate zone is largely made up of rock flour of glacial manufacture. The surface of several Mississippi Valley states is deeply overlaid with glacial grindings, and most forests in the Rockies and in the Cascades and the Sierras are standing in glacial soil. Returning to camp after a long day among glacial wonders I found that the serene Indians had made a start in assembling the fragments of our shattered boat. The re- pairs would require a few days longer to finish. As my assistance was declined, I took a hunk of broiled fish and set off for a two-day trip, hoping to reach the source of one of the glaciers. Among the willows by the lower end of the glacier near the bay I found numbers of flocks of ptarmigan. A mile or so up the glacier on the south wall I saw a number of bighorn sheep. This glacier was more than three miles wide and probably a thousand or more feet thick, and filled the bottom of a cafion from wall to wall. The snowy, icy walls rose perhaps two thousand feet higher. On top of the glacier I walked eastward up this wild, white, wide avenue. The surface of the glacier, which appeared generally level, (Continued on Page 49)

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esi a Somers ae aE ee RE yi A | 4 | ) | @ i iid rant 02 Continued from Page 46 was mostly snow-covered. Most of the time I was within a few hundred feet of the south wall, but kept this distance to be safe from falling rocks and down-rushing slides. Another danger was from the snow- covered crevasses. Numbers of the wider and longer crevasses were either open or were separated by high, sharp ice ridges, which advertised the hidden dangers. In places there would be a single narrow cre- vasse ; in other places half a hundred openings in close succession. Whenever there was any doubt I explored with a long staff; but much of the time I was able to keep on the solid, snowless ice of wind-swept ridges, where there was no danger. A Grizzly for Company Midforenoon a bear, evidently a grizzly, crossed the glacier from the south. I was in a hollow between snowdrifts and a crevasse, and he did not see me. When about a quarter of a mile out on the ice he heard a snowslide behind and turned to watch it This slide was closely followed by a rock slide, which went down with thunderous roaring and crashing. The grizzly watched it, rising on hind feet. As soon as the straggling tail-end fragments ceased com ing down he went to the rock wreckage and climbed over it. Here and there he stopped to eat something, probably roots. Leaving the wreckage, he followed his tracks back to the spot where he had stopped, turned for another look, then shuffled across to the north side, where he disappeared among the rocks Often I turned aside to examine the enor- mous piles of avalanche rocks that lay upon the glacier. A few of these were of enor mous size, but I came upon one that wa thirty-two steps long. It was imbedded lightly in the ice, but rose at least thirty feet above ice leve This enormous rock was floating down on the ice stream as readily as a chip floats on water. Of course ts progress was slow. It evidently had been carried about one mile On top of this wide glacial highway | walked inland over hundreds of piles of débris, some almost pure snow, others mostly rocks and earth. The spring thaw evidently was the time of snow and rock slides, as the thaw was releasing the rocks wedged loose during the winter and loosen ing the big. steep placed snowdrifts As | could see miles ahead, with no end of the glacier in sight after six hours’ walking, I turned aside to explore the source of a small tributary glacier or ice river. Glaciers begin abruptly, like a river which starts in full volume from voluminou springs. This small glacier filled a tribu- b | THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 9 tary cafion about a mile long which ended abruptly against a 1000-foot wall. Down this wall and from slopes to right and left came snowslides and rockslides, A score or more of these had piled their contribu- tions in one mass of fierce confusion a little below the uppermost end of this glacier. Rocks, ice, snow—in a pile 400 or more feet high—-were settling into place and in a short time would be blended and a part of the slow-moving ice river. Glaciers, like rivers, cut headward wit! surprising rapidity. The high, precipitous wall in front of the head of this glacier evidently was due to the headward under- mining and back-cutting of the glacier. The crack, or bergschrund, which commonly is open between the upper end of the gla- cier and the snow field or rock wall, allows air —and with it changing temperature—to reach beneath the upper end of the ice This air and changing temperature means freezing and thawing, rapid rock disinte- gration and separation. Often the upper end of the ice freezes fast to loosened blocks of rock. These are then slowly dragged out Long’s Peak, Colorado, has been half car- ried away by the headward cutting of a glacier. This attacked its east wall from the abutting end of a glacier-filled cafon at an } altitude of about 12,000 feet, 2500 feet he pe low the summit. In the Big Horn Moun- tains, Wyoming, are remnants of former peaks, the remainder having been carried slowly away by back-cutting glaciers Cafions now are where peaks formerly stood | Leaving this glacier-forming place, I started on the return journey, hoping to reach the coast before night During the afternoon I went across near the north wall to examine a peninsula-like ridge of ice that thrust in a quarter of a mile from the north wall, and with a surface a few hundred feet higher than the general level of the surface of the glacier. * i» Whaor PRarmert Glaciers Move Uphill Evidently there was an inthrusting roc} ridge in the bottom of the ecafion, and ove this rock ridge, or peninsula, the glacier ae * river flowed: for glac 1eTs, like water undcet | So eal inner is Neady The glacier was simply flowing up and over this inthrusting obstruction in its channel Sunset hour, with its long, ragged lights and shadows, was on the glacier when | left this deeply crevassed, icy peninsula and started on. 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A part of this grove had been re- cently cut away by a snowslide. The trees thus wrecked lay before me in confusion on the ice. Many of the trees were smashed to cordwood, numbers were buried end-on several feet in the ice. On a bed of boughs between two roaring fires I had a fairly comfortable, primitive night. The following day I spent among the glacier ends in the edge of the bay, with its fleet of bergs. The bay is the launching harbor of many glaciers. One of these glaciers, then unnamed, thrust out into the bay an ice front that was at least four miles wide and with ice cliffs more than 200 feet high. Two other glaciers were more than a mile wide, together with numbers of smaller ones, a few of which melted away back from the shore, but which in former times had contributed ice ships to the waiting waters. The entire front of a small glacier had recently slid into the sea. Its channel was a few feet above sea level. Standing in the rock channel by the broken ice front I could hear the grinding of rocks and ice as | the ice slid invisibly forward. Beneath one | edge of the front were massed several thousand bowlders of assorted sizes. These were grinding against one another and the bottom. At one point, embedded in the ice front, was an angular, unworn rock fifteen or more feet long that had made a long | journey without being forced against either the bottom or another rock, though other rocks had been ground to dust under terrific pressure. Northward, across a narrow arm of the bay, a small glacier up in a hanging valley, the end of which was about 100 feet above the water, discharged its icebergs with drop | and splash into the bay. Hearing a crash- ing, I looked across in time to see an enor- mous ice chunk—it was the entire end of this glacier—tumbling into the bay. A | gushing, enormous fountain of water shot up and a ponderous wave swept from it | across the bay. This wave threw water over the Indian boat menders who were at work more than a mile distant and 100 feet above the shore line. Near where I was standing | there came a wild rush of waves, logs and small icebergs. These were flung upon the shore and many left stranded from 100 to 130 feet above water level. It was the wildest wave that I have ever seen. It was dark at the end of the second day when I reached camp. The cheerful In- | dians had fixed the boat and made an ex- | cellent paddle. The following morning they | set off down the bay, hoping to find supplies and another boat in an Indian camp along the near coast. An inspector would not have given this repaired boat an Al re- lease, for in rough water it surely would have gone to pieces. Away went the In- dians, with two or three broiled fish. I was not allowed to go along, because the craft was dangerously frail even for two. One Indian speeded with paddle while the other necessarily bailed rapidly, and both indiffer- | ent to the fact that they were playing with death. I planned to remain close to camp, as the Indians felt they would find necessi- ties and return that night. During the morning I wandered a few miles southward along the now famous Russell Fiord. It was up this fiord that the Harriman party steamed a few years later. During the afternoon I strolled the shore, watching some one of the numerous moving | glacial actions. One of the best exhibits of June 5,1920 the day was given by a hulk of a flatboat- like iceberg that was top-heavy and tilting with a mass of bowlders and other glacial débris. It was dark enough for a collier. It came in sight from behind other bergs, drifting down the bay, with parts of its cargo occasionally dropping overboard. In passing near me it struck an invisible ob- struction and gave a lopsided lurch, dump- ing most of its cargo into the bay. The dumping of débris, the filling of the bay, was steadily going on. This berg, an instant after dumping, rolled back and came near to turning a side turtle. Shaking itself as it rolled about, it finally turned end forend. Then this rudder- less fresh ice hulk was caught in the outgo- ing tide and set off for a vanishing voyage somewhere out in the wide salty sea. Most glaciers over the earth are shrink- ing during the last two decades. This shrinkage is due either to lessened snowfall or toaslight warming of the glacier regions. Of all the remaining glacial regions of the world it is doubtful if any excel the wonder- ful one round Yakutat Bay. Glacial débris in inconceivable quantities, with embedded logs, strewed or formed every shore of the bay. One stretch of the shore line had been recently uplifted by internal earth movements—this was about twenty feet above its former level—while another stretch showed subsidence of sev eral feet. At one place a grove just drowned was being battered away by the waves. On the shore, on moraines and in de- tached places on the mountain sides, were groves of Sitka spruce and growths of arctic willow and alder. I saw many kinds of wild flowers and numerous species of migrating birds. Resident gulls and ptar- migan were plentiful. During the calm, clear evening I built a bonfire of extravagant proportions. I was determined to give welcome to the Indian rescuers if any returned —the warmest wel- come possible for a castaway. As I sat by the fire I could hear the splash of falling ice cliffs and the never-ending wash and dash of ice-sent waves against shores near and far. Shortly after midnight two boats rowed into the outer edge of my bonfire light. Three hours later two boats, four Indi- ans and I were dodging icebergs far down the bay. One of the large bergs had a number of spruce logs half embedded in it. These thrust from the sides and the top. Flocks of birds rested on these logs. The Indians said that birds sometimes nested on ice bergs that floated about in the bay. We landed on the main coast for the night. While busily engaged in making camp in the edge of a dense, damp spruce forest a small steamer rounded a forested point about a quarter of a mile down the coast. After a deal of shouting and signaling we attracted attention, and in due time I was on board, with the two Indians who took me into the bay and who were to be with me during the summer. The steamer had brought a number of enthusiastic prospectors and their outfits and put these ashore. Alaskan prospectors were increasing in numbers. Two days later the two Indians, several hundred pounds of supplies and I were put ashore at the foot of Chileoot Pass trail, the trail which became famed a few years later during the strange, intense goldseekers’ rush. “MISTE-ER CHAIRMA-AN!” Continued from Page 4) stirred his soul had been set like an alarm clock to go off at a certain moment, that the reporters out of the corners of their mouths were saying one to another: ‘‘Same good old reliable bunk, Bill, same good old bunk”; and that back behind the scenes somewhere a little handful of soft-spoken pussyfooted gents were working the wires which touched off the fireworks and the oratorical set pieces. Once in a while, once in a great while, something really unforeseen, something spontaneous, something unplanned and therefore revolutionary and upsetting in its | effect, does happen in a national conven- tion, but not often; and never at all if the | real managers of the show can take steps to | stop it. It is more apt to happen among the Democrats than among the Republi- cans, whera the stage management uni- | formly is of a very high standard. You take | a regular leader now. It is very hard to cateh him dozing off at any stage of the proceedings, he keeps his ear so close to the ground. Indeed in some quarters there is a common belief that walking on his hands is his natural gait and that he does most of his sleeping upside down. When the cat jumps—should the cat escape from con- finement and do any jumping—she'’ll find wher she lands that no matter how far she jumped nor how suddenly nor how fast, the leader has jumped just the fraction of a second ahead of her and lit first. One supposes that it is this hope of being on the spot when the unexpected does break loose, rather than the mere pomp and circumstance of organized political buneombe, which inspires a good many persons, not delegates and not directly in- terested parties, to travel long distances to cities where national conventions are being held, and to beg, borrow, steal or buy (Continued on Page 53)

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(Continuea from Page 50 tickets of admission after they get there, Those who sit aloft in the gallery at Chicago and at San Francisco will be the first to complain should the spectacle lack ele- ments of what they regard as spectacular and dramatic—elements which were apter to display themselves in the old-time con- vention before organization and efficiency attained so great a vogue than in the modern and abridged version. I remember how it used to be down home when we held our county convention to name delegates to the state convention, which in turn would name delegates to the 1ational convention. There was drama for you—drama starting right from the grass roots. One crowd always aimed to get to the county court house first and lock the other crowd out. If they succeeded in doing this—why, then, the opposing forces fought their way in through the windows; only nobody ever fought his way in through the window where Tom Evitts was standing guard. If Horatius, who held the bridge, had enjoyed the same reputation among the Etruscans that Tom Evitts enjoyed among the Paducahans he would just nat- urally have been bored stiff hanging round that old bridge all day in his heavy armor and nobody to fight with. An Awful Epithet It was after the other crowd had forced their way in that the real doings started though. Recriminations were bandied to and fro. Frequently, also, iron spittoons were found very effective for bandying pur- I shall never forget the time when John C. Calhoun Tulliver called Cassius Marcellus Millsap a henchman, and how ifter Mr. Millsap had, by eight or nine volunteers, been pried loose from Mr. Tul ver, he declared that though in the heat of argument he might once in a while have clouted somebody with a casting or a cus- pidor or a two-by-four, he had never henched anybody in his whole life not even a Republican, let alone a fellow Dem- ocrat. He said later that if he’d found a hench lying in the big road he wouldn't know which end of it to pick the blamed thing up by. I have often wondered what Mr. Millsap would have done to Mr. Tulli- ver if in addition to calling him a henchman the slanderous Mr. Tulliver had called him a fugleman as well; for if he had done no henching upon the person of a fellow man, it was even more certain he had not used a fugle. Brass knucks?—perhaps, yes. But a fugle?—never! An invariable result of our county con- vention would be that the faction that had the county chairman on their side were counted in and got the credentials, which was as it should be, of course. Another equally inevitable result would be that the faction that did not have the county chair- man on theirs were counted out, and sent a contesting delegation to the big conven- tion. Forethoughted persons among the losing faction used to have their contest papers already prepared before the county convention ever met, and sometimes even went so far as to wire on, three or four days in advance of the date when they expected to be counted out, for suitable hotel reser vations in the city where the state conven tion was to be held. When the two sets of delegates arrived there, active hostilities would be resumed at the point where left off at home; and the campaign that followed was a campaign as Was a campaign. It was before my day, but in our country they still talk about a convention which was held one time to select a nominee for railroad commissioner of our district. Bal lot after ballot, the vote stood a tie between the candidate from the upper end of the district and the candidate from our end of the state, which was the extreme south western end. It was agreed early in the proceedings that no proxies might be given, but that every delegate must vote by name for himself. The consequence was that no delegate could go back home and leave a friend behind to cast his vote for him. They balloted without result for two days and two nights, and still the deadlock lasted. Finally, on the third day at noon, the con vention took a recess until four P. M. The backers of the lower-state candidate took advantage of the recess to hold a caucus and discuss ways and means for circumventing the enemy, if so be any such ways and means might be devised. In the midst of the caucus there rose up a gentle- man from a county adjoining the one where poses.

I was born, and his name was Stonewall Jackson Bugg, but he was better known as Stony Bugg. Stony had an inspiration. He explained that he had got on quite friendly terms with an opposing delegate from up the state, a little, sickly looking, cross-eyed man. It seemed that they had exchanged conversation and fine-cut chew- ing tobacco, and had found that their tastes in thoroughbred horses ran in the same channel, and so now there was a bond between them. Mr. Bugg’s idea was this: He would go straightway and seek out the little cross eyed man and would lure him off to some out-of-the-way grocery —they called them groceries in those days—and there, under cover of friendship, treacherously would ply his intended victim with strong waters until the latter was in a state of complete helplessness “Boys,” said he, “this yere’ll be the way of it: I'll get him so drunk he can't remem- ber his own name. I'll get him so drunk he can't hit the ground with his hat. I'll fill him so full of them sweetenin’ drams he won't be able to talk, walk or stand up. And then I'll stow him away in a corner somewhere to sleep it off and I'll leave him there and I'll be back at the hall in plenty of time to cast my vote and bust this here tie. All you boys got to do is just make up a purse to buy the licker with and I'll do the rest.” Knowing Stony’s magnificent capacity his hearers gave loud cheers. By subscrip tion a sum deemed to be amply sufficient for accomplishing the intended stratagem was immediately raised. Stony, pouching the contributions, hurried forth upon his mission. Four o'clock came and the convention reconvened, Stony and his prey being still missing. The chairman, ordering the next ballot, bade the secretary to call the roll, not by county but by calling each separate delegate of each county by name, as was the rule. Alphabetically, the county from which the up-state delegate came was reached before the county from which Mr. Bugg came.

The Return of Stony Bugg Just as the secretary had progressed as far up-state county the door of the convention building opened and _ the little cross-eyed man appeared—alone. He swayed like an aspen, but he still had powers of locomotion. He wabbled up the He came to where a shadow lay across the aisle. He stopped and rolled up his trouser legs and waded through it and fell into his own seat just in time to answer to his name and to cast the vote which gave the nomination to his candidate by a phi rality of one, leaving the opposition utte stunned and flabbergasted. The chairman had just declared the re sult, amid the applause of the victorious faction, when again the door swung open and a limp heap, attired in tousled gar ments, fell in and lay upon the floor where it had fallen, and was recognized as Stone wall Jackson Bugg. Some subtle homing instinct, working behind the alcoholic veil, mechanically and automatically had di rected his footsteps back to the place which he had been carrying in his mind just before his mind left him. Friends ran to him and raised his head. He breathed heavily but otherwise gave no signs of conscious life. They shook him, they beat him upon the chest, they called to him by his own name and by other names. “Stony!” they cried. “‘Stony Whyn’'t you get him drunk?”’ With difficulty he lifted one drowsy eye lid. With yet greater difficulty he focused a wobbly and uncertain eye upon the dis countenances of those who bent over him. Vhish as this hall,

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YORK MOTO-METE AND CIT R COMPANY, isl NEW for two tumultuous weeks in the hottest part of a blistering hot summer, and which caused an everlasting split in the Demo- cratic Party and which went forward intoa campaign, reaching its post-election climax when one of the claimants to the governor- ship was mortally shot from ambush by an assassin concealed in the State House, and when his opponent, after a few stormy months of incumbency in the gubernatorial chair, fled for refuge in a neighboring state. That was a convention for you! The parliamentary rules which governed its de- liberations were strictly enforced. Hot as it was, every delegate wore his coat, not for protection and not for style, but to hide his hardware. At one stage of the proceed- ings for days on end half the delegates tootled on penny trumpets and tin horns, with intent, which was successful, to drown the voice of the hostile chairman whenever he sought to entertain a motion or to order a vote. There was the thrilling moment when the sergeant-at-arms, Colonel Jim Williams, late of Morgan’s cavalry, rapped an ob- streperous mountain delegate to order, using the butt end of one of his pair of ivory- handled six-shooters for a gavel and the skull of the offending hillsman for an object upon which to rap. He got complete order at the third rap, I think it was. June Gayle’'s Choice There was the break in the tensity of a very strained moment when a weary rural delegate who had been taking a nap on a pile of old scenery at the back of the stage once upon a time the Music Hall had been a theater— roused himself and stood up and stretched, and shoved a new two-dollar varnished brown straw hat right into the orbit of the revolving blades of a large electric fan. I never knew until then that you could feed one ordinary straw hat into an electric fan and get back enough straw to make five or six hats. There was the exciting moment when a stoutish member of the Louisville fire de partment, a strenuous advocate on the side of the chairman, undertook to keep June Gayle, the head of the Owen County dele- gation, from going forward to his seat near the front of the hall Either he didn't know who June Gayle was or, what seems more probable, was deceived by Mr. Gayle’ mild and gentle mien. Up in Owen County it was a recognized fact that persons who went out looking for a little trouble with members of the Gayle family nearly always came back looking for a doctor. This par ticular Gayle, like all the members of his tribe, was ordinarily as gentle and kindly a gentleman as you would find in a day’s march, but like them, and also like Harry Leon Wilson's immortal Cousin Egbert, he could be pushed just so far. Now this overzeal fireman pushed him quite a distance; several yards rear ward in fact ‘What's the idea?” recovering his balance ‘The idea is that you « “That being the case,” t us inquired Mr. Gayle, an’t get past me.” said Mr. Gayle as accurately he pressed the muzzle of a six gun upon the third button of the fireman's waistcoat, “T suppose I'll have to blow a hole right here and go through you, but I'd prefer to go past you, as being less mussy.” What sticks most vividly in my memory, though, when I hark back to that campaign, is a thing that happened after the conven adjourned. Theodore Hallam, the greatest orator in a state of orators, and almost the quickest-thinking man on his feet, I believe, that ever lived anywhere, having bolted the nomination of State Senator Goebel as a candidate for governor, took the stump against him. The seceding wing of the party picked Hallam to open their fight, and chose the town of Bowling as a fitting place for the firing of the gun; Bowling Green being a town where the rebellion inside the Democratic ranks was widespread and vehement. But Goebel had his adherents there in plenty too You could fairly smell trouble cooking that August afternoon of 1899 when Hallam stood up in the packed, jammed courthouse to begin hisspeech. Hardly had he started when a local leader, himself a most handy person in a rough-and-tumble argument, heaved his vast bulk upward and stood upon the seat of his chair, tower- ing high above the heads of those about him. Pound for pound, he was twice the size of the stumpy, shock-haired little man, personally tior Cire first on June 5,1920 Hallam, and he looked three times as formidable. “T want to ask you a question!”’ he de- manded in a roar like the roar of one of Bashan’s bulls. One-third of the crowd yelled “Go ahead!"" The other two-thirds yelled “Throw him out!” and a few enthusiastic spirits suggested the expediency of destroy- ing the gentleman utterly. With a wave of his hand Hallam stilled the tumult. “Let it be understood, now and here- after, that this is to be no joint debate,”’ he said in his rather high-pitched voice. ‘‘ My friends have arranged for the use of this building this afternoon, and I intend to be the only speaker. But it is a tenet of our political faith that in a Democratic gather- ing no man who calls himself a Democrat shall be denied the right to be heard. I gather that the gentleman desires to ask me a question. If the gentleman will be con- tent to ask his question, whatever it is, and to abide by my answer to it, I am willing that he should speak, and I crave silence from all believers in the right of free speech while he is asking it.” “That suits me,”’ proclaimed the inter- rupter. ‘‘My question is this: Didn't you say at the Music Hall convention not four weeks ago that if the Democrats of Ken tucky, in convention assembled, nominated a yaller dog for governor you would vote for him?” “| aa,” what of it?” “Well then,”” whooped the heckler, eager now to press his seeming advantage, ‘in the face of that statement by you why do you now repudiate the nominee of that con- vention and refuse to support him?” For his part Hallam waited for perfect and got it. ‘Il admit,”’ he said, “I said then what now | repeat, namely, that when the Demo- crats of Kentucky nominate a yaller dog for the governorship of this great state I shall support him— but lower than that ye shall not drag me!” Drama, did you say? Huh, there was drama to cart out and throw away in our politics in those days. Shotgun casualties came under the head of scattering results, and the returns were not regarded as being all in until the coroner had concluded the last inquest and every professional repeater carried his namesake on his flank. said Hallam calmly. “And quiet, Still Some Drama Left Well, for all these modern improvements ll some drama left in it. Drama even may bob up at a national convention when it is least expected. I mean the rea drama of the sudden and the startling twist. The other sort--the drama that is carefully dramatized, with its well-trained supers, its scene plot and its prop plot worked out to the last degree, its star members of the cast all letter-perfect in their parts--this sort we may be quite sure of having when the production proper is launched and when, after the prologue or temporary organization has been pre- sented, there rises up in the body of the house a frock-coated Demosthenes in his costume that is partly that of a tribune and partly that of a peasant, and utters in sonorous tones the first rolling words of his chosen role. ‘“*Miste-er Chairma-an!” The only contingency the stage man- agers cannot prepare for in advance is the of the unexpected; and by that same token the one thing which, from their viewpoint, can mar the success of the production will be something unexpected, resulting mayhap in a smash-up of the machine, and, coupled with this, the dread danger that some of them may find them- selves out of their jobs as bosses when they emerge from the wreckage. Some gifted orator may sweep the delegates off their some dark horse starts a runaway that the stable hands cannot check; some- body may suddenly chuck a monkey wrench into the flywheel and gum up the works. In these days of political efficiency and expert organization such acts of political sabotage as this last are passing rare. Still, you never can tell. That's the worst of it, you never can tell. The explosion is more apt to occur among the Democrats than among the Republicans. At least it has occurred oftener at Democratic conventions than at Republican conventions. I suppose the reason for this lies in the fact that the Concluded on Page 57 there's stil contingency eet;

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “TN every grain of wheat there is almost a complete ration of raw food to meet the needs of the human body.’’— The U. S. Department of Agriculture in Farmers’ Bulletin No. 807 says:—‘‘Bread comes so near to being complete food, 1. e., to providing sufficient body building and body regulating material, that it would be an advantage, from the standpoint of economy (considering the nourishment it supplies in compari son with its cost), to use it more largely in the diet. At present prices in the Eastern market, ten cents will now buy 1600 calories (the unit of energy measurement) of bread, 750 calories of cheese, 660 calories of milk, 600 calories of ham, 280 calories of beef, 255 calories of eggs, or 85 calories of oysters. The American family spends approximately on tenth of its food money for bread and derives mor than one-fourth of its energy therefrom. Bread 1s your best food— eat more of it. Nearly all bakers use Fleischmann’s Yeast because 1t makes the best bread.

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56 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 She Craftsman's Product mt ig its own quarantec se sae A Varad ; re ee aide aia LD Simon Willard, whose ancestor founded Con- cord, Massachusetts, was the builder of some of the finest clocks ever made in New England. He became so expert that he could cut the teeth of the wheels by eye measurement alone. And he offered no compromise, no excuses, no ifs, no buts. It would never have occurred to him to attach a card saying: “If this clock does not work satisfactorily, I will take it back.” New England craftsmanship makes things right, from the beginning. Like Simon Willard and his fellow-workers of a cen- tury ago, the modern craftsmen of New England work by instinct and feeling, using their equally modern Vernier scales, micrometers and master-gauges as checks upon their own accuracy. They are individualists. They have a personal pride and sense of responsibility. And this is undoubtedly the explanation of how and why they work as they do. To them the task of building a Stevens-Duryea Motor Car, for example, is a personal matter. No motor part, no bearing or gear or pinion ever goes to the = room until it is as nearly perfect as their keen eyes and sensitive hands can make it. . After nearly a generation of motor car building the Stevens-Duryea remains a beautiful exemplification of the New England craftsmanship tradition, just as modern New England motor car standards of workmanship are a product of the original Stevens-Duryea tradition. STEVENS-DURYEA,, Inc. Chicopee Falls, Massachusetts Y tevens-4 uruva Motor Carg

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(Concluded from Page 54) Democratic Party is so full of Irishmen. Every Lrishman may not actually be a leader, but show me the man with Irish blood in his veins who doesn’t believe that he has the makings of a leader in him and who isn’t ready when the psychological moment comes to quit being led and to undertake to do a little leading on his own account, and I'll show you a rarer bird than the South American sulphur-crested whiffletit, which is so rare that nobody ever saw one. If a word personal may be pardoned, I feel that I am in a position to i speak authoritatively on this subject, see- ing that I was born a Democrat and that a good many of my ancestors came—hur- riedly from the County Wicklow, which has almost the smallest Republican vote of any county I can think of offhand. Usually though, be your convention f Democratic or be it Republican, prudence, t moderation and tabby-treading are the H watchwords of the hour. The average dele- gate to the average national convention is thoroughly tamed and submissive, else he would not be a delegate. He is under the : } domination of his chieftain; and as for the t } chieftain, he usually is so canny as prac- tically to come under the head of canned goods. Thanks be to the system by which \ we choose our presidents—and yet there eems to be no better way of doing it than the one we follow— the average delegate is merely the background for a large impres- sive badge. Take away the badge and the background doesn't count for anything ex- and usually not very beauti- ful scenery at that. | cept scenery, When the Machinery Creaks | Presumably chosen from the local masses of his party to express their will, he none the less, so far as any personal importance upon the floor of the convention cerned, is merely a small, unconsidered crumbly portion of domestic Camembert. His motto, did he but realize it, is Semper Edam, or, as the Latins would say, “Once a cheese, always a cheese.” ; We think of Congress in the aggregate as is con- a reasonably timorous-souled outfit, and so \ i} itis. Let a new issue arise or let an old one i be revived—any issue for choice. Let the i winds of passing favor blow stronger from one direction than the winds of disfavor from another. Let the clamor for enact- ment be for the moment but sufficiently deafening, and regardless of the true merits of the matter we have reasonable grounds j to expect from a majority of our Congress, its Democrats and its Republicans alike, as fine an exhibition of matched and mated cowardice as has been noticed since the 1} guinea pigs and the paired angleworms marched two by two up the gangplank into Noah's Ark. But alongside of a well- schooled, docile national convention, Con- gress is an aggregate of devil-may-care adventurers. Tradition—and more than tradition, the wishes of the hotel keepers and the shop keepers who dug up the fund to pay special } expenses—demands that every national convention shall last for not less than a certain specified number of days. And so through the better part of a week, even ‘ where there be no deadlock to prolong the ’ balloting, there is stretched out and elab- orated the work which, did businesslike } methods prevail,-might nine times out of ten be dispatched in forty-eight hours or less. There must be a committee on rules to go at great length through the motions of being a deliberative body, meaning by x that a deliberate one, and then solemnly to present to the convention a set of rules j perhaps prepared weeks before. There : must be a committee on permanent or- ganization to play out the farce of choosing a permanent chairman, whose speech of acceptance has been in type in every news- paper office in the country for ten days or There must be a committee on creden- tials to sit in judgment upon the merits of notwithstanding the fact that nearly always everybody already knows just what groups will be seated and just what groups will be unseated or left un- eated. In a Republican convention the warring factions from the South—fast black, black- and-white checked, black with white polka dots or white with black polka dots, as the case may be and generally is—may be de- pended upon to furnish the bulks and bur- dens of the contests. There must be a committee on resolu- tions to present a platform which, down to contests, the last planks in it, sometimes, was drafted, redrafted, revised, punctuated, touched up, toned down, and O. K’'d before ever a single member of that committee had been selected. And so on and so forth while the machin- ery creaks and the delegates grow hoarse and weary and the crowd dwindles. All the while and through all this the initiated are fully aware that unless some latter-day William J. Peerless comes gallumping out of the West to blow up the careful calcula tions of the stage managers with a blast of vocal TNT, or unless some unbroken stallion colt of a brunet complexion heads a stampede, the whole thing will be worked out on a time schedule in exact accordance with the prior arrangements of the men behind the men behind the delegates As these words go to press the skirmis} guards of the cohorts to follow. will be sifting into Chicago, breaking trail for the marching clubs, the glee clubs, the brass bands, the Favorite Sons, the Native Sons, the rooters, the boosters, the pluggers, the barkers, the press agents, the claim agents, the ballyhoo boys and all the rest who follow on behind. At the time of writing, the Lowden boom has the best press agent, but the Wood boom excels in claim agents A claim agent, as the words indicate, is one who does expert claiming General Frank Hitchcock is probably there now, blacking up in anticipation of greeting his hand-picked colored delegates from the Gulf and Lower Atlantic coast regions. And no doubt by the time these lines reach the reader's eye there will have arrived on the scene former Governor Willis, of Ohio, the minute man of the Republican Party—-and oftener than that if he can catch the presiding officer's eye. It is confidently expected that Governor Willis’ vocal record at this convention will equal his record at the last convention. In fact, he will use the same record, but ha ordered some new needles. And beyond peradventure, Uncle Murray Crane, of Massachusetts, the only man in the world who can dance a breakdown on a tin roof while wearing wooden shoes and make a sound, is either on hand or on his way. It wouldn’t be a national convention without Uncle Murray present and engag ing in his favorite specialty of enunciating his views in a voice two octaves higher than a bat’s whisper—and nobody yet ever was able to hear a bat when the bat was shriek- ing, let alone whispering never Hunted With Bloodhounds With the press agents pressing and the claim agents claiming, with the ushers being measured for their badges—al] wise must now be bustle, as the saying goe in the leading Chicago hotels. Downstairs in the pantry the steward is jacking up the prices for food to convention standard which are the most altitudinous standard in the world. Upstairs in the corridors the chambermaids are making up cots for the bedding down of the overflow. Toward the latter end of the convention it would be just as well for the transient sojourner, who came too late to get a bed in a room and like who has been forced to content himself with these hallway accommodations, to kneel down and look under his cot before retiring. If beneath it he finds a gentlemar of a furtive and shrinking aspect with a hunted look in his eye, there will be no occasion for the guest to call the police The fugitive is not a burglar; he is mere a Favorite Son who has just been warned that he is in dire danger of being nominated for the second place on the ticket, and is now in hiding from the posse. You may think the selective draft came into vogue with our entry into the war. Not at all. It far antedates that period. For long it has been employed in the picking of vice- presidential nominees, who can claim no reasonable exemption. Every four years you can turn over a log in the woods and presidential aspirants will scuttle out in every direction; but vice presidents must be run down with bloodhounds Oh, they'll both be picturesque affairs all right, even though the Kentucky dele- gates have beaten their corkscrews buttonhooks and turned their demijohns into tearjugs, and even though Tammany) must ride to San Francisco with little save fragrant fond memories to keep Mr Murphy’s other high hat company in the baggage coach ahead. Being picturesque is one of the very best things, next to being thoroughly broken to the bit, that a national convention doe into THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Ass lo the Coat Length - ¢ vy the t 1 of st t t ly spring. St ! i bit immer 1s to to w the t the ! Jular th Kk hey ¢ Vey it al ul f ity, ( na x Fi Ne fice fees ee a Tee ee | Uneor ad elf erect } } ] | ry el Vv prop ’ t th . 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out of the we are in 2 ‘And awii\ have wall wit} we know about dje tive color i great Whoever that exper may happen to be he idea, cl cannot help but carry away information that would be valu able to any competi tor who wanted to our comf and copy browr lazy blues ‘You are Killmer. It’s again the ethics of the pro You are rat them low ‘Ethies be jig There i leak that plug up that wrong fe ion ing too gered! alway ia you cannot after a move ol kind.” Well, if to know it, Killmer l blame you We hould picked out bright oung fellow, long be this, and forced “ him on Boggles as an assistant **Post mortem exclaimed Killmet Why, that shifty old molecule chaser is a erafty as a Mexican general— you know that, or at least you should. He dyed the irst six bath robes you ever made, and he’ leeping with the key of the laboratory in his mouth ever since He's been with u too long— that’s the trouble; and he think that we cannot get along without him. We are a couple of fools to allow Boggle to monopolize the one big secret of our busi you want have poe fore f been ‘That confirms the opinion of the blond perfectionist,” said Joel with a grin ‘The what?” questioned Killmer The who functions tional line replied Joel ick to the bath-robe business,” lady along inspira ome b d his ‘I'm iyvs that yur safe ‘In the name of Jupiter's priest-—-why her the factory ’ partner talking about my stenographer he can put Boggles’ formulas in less than a week.” out to tedly isand dollar you eX for the ou It's worth thou d I name?’ ‘Miss Hy , “I'm for Rather Then the chants turned to the problen t} she clever mit orthyv me hey might by el whereby the i} try muuld De mase maxed ut pyramid i haberdashery Bal-da-ney f which sw ng clock to a Joel Baldaney’s P ute morning Vy blue oul the conversatior ottice THE SATURDAY EVENING POST HORYENSE THE MELPFUL (Continued from Page 21) Mi Te lfer aid Joe l, mv partner, Mr. Killmer, has suggested the advisability of allowing you to go to the factory and trate your ability in connection with formuia Are you still of the di to accept such a commission?” 7 ‘I’m quite willir it, but inder the same gh!”’ grunted Joel, as if someone pped him with a four-ounce glove e equatorial line ‘What do you mean, ‘Not oe , : *] mean that prices have : yesterday,” replied Hortense aemor tion he replied, rto terms.” had below not tne ame term advanced since “And do you mean to tell me that you succeeded in effecting a compromise?” asked Joel. “Oh, yes, | changed it to ‘It is not necessary to tip the ushers’; thereby sug- gesting to the public that though it may not be necessary it might be expedient. Some of them will get it for the first time, and the statement not only exonerates the management but satisfies the ushers. My charge for rescuing your formulas will be fifteen hundred dollars, Mr. Baldaney.”’ Joel sagged back to the old comfortable position in the swivel chair, folded his “But, if it Isn't Going to Jar Your System Too Much, Do You Mind Telling Me Why You Ever Sacrificed So Glorious a Career for Anything So Sordid as the BRath:Robe Business?*’ “Why the increase?” * Bee ause l new system is the correct one It’s infallibility.’ ‘What kind of proof?” “Well, last night I attended a dinner party, and among the guests there was a gentleman who is the directing manager of a prominent Broadway moving-picture ; also, an advertising man of national repute; and ir ourse of conversation with them I discovered that they were both greatly perplexed over problems relating to their re I settled both prob- proofs that my approaching have theater the « pective nes minutes do for lems in five ‘What did you man? ‘He was it hoe blac ng his the advertising earch of a name for a new firm was putting on the market. I gave it to him.” “What was it? Before Dawn Shoe Polish was my selec and if the billboard people can pos ibly crowd in a hundred displays more between New York and Philadelphia, you Before Dawn streaked in on between those cities Before Dawn?” asked will shortly see letters of crim “Why the name Joel ‘Because just before dawn it is always blackest replied Hortense, gently patting a coiffured mass of golden hair, with the aid of a tiny mirror Joel was actually grinning as he asked “What did you do for the movie manager?” In that case | settled a long standing controversy between the ushers and the management. They have been unable to retain competent ushers because of their lissatisfaction over a statement printed on e program. It read: ‘Please do not ushers, *”’ the purse the hou tip tne arms, cushioned his chin on the delicate stripes of a silk pongee shirt, and gazed in profound admiration at Hortense Telfer The additional charge of five hundred did not annoy him in the least. It would be worth even more than that if they could crimp the arrogance of the autocratic Mr. Boggles My calling you a fool yesterday was a bit expensive, I that,”” he finally said “Yes, I figured that it was worth an extra five hundred, at least,’’ said Hor- tense, without even so much as the sug gestion of a smile “Well, I'm not taking any increasing the contract figures by repeat ing the assertion, but in order to secure fair returns on my extra investment I think you should know that I am still of the same opinion.” ‘In that case you might follow my ex ample of yesterday, and prove it,” said Hortense, bridling just a wee bit “That will be easy,” said Joel. young woman as proficient as you are secretarial capacity is a fool to plunge into the crack-brained profession of supplying corrective ideas—on call Furthermore, just about the time you get started you will follow the example of your sex, since the days of Eve-——and get married.” ‘l am not that kind,” said Hortense “Once having established the Bureau of Psychic Inspiration all thoughts of mar- riage will vanish.” There was something so frosty about her tones that Joel hastily dictated a letter of introduction for her to present to his part- ner at the factory, fearing that she might be tempted once more to increase her con- tract figures can see chances on Any ina June 5,1920 The manufacturing plant of Baldaney & Killmer was situated in New Jersey, and about an hour later Hortense was engaged in making a careful survey of the premises, before presenting her credentials to the junior member of the firm. The modern two-story concrete building, which ran back several hundred feet from the street, reflected the prosperity of the firm and was an imposing structure. At the right of this was a narrow alley which separated it from an antiquated storehouse. Both of these buildings constituted the factory equip- ment of the firm of Baldaney & Kil!mer. Five minutes later she was seated at the desk of Thomas J Killmer, and had pre sented her letter of introduction to this well-groomed youth of vigor and vim, for in the interests of truth it must be re- corded that Thoma was of pleasing phys- ical proportions, and fair for any lady to look upon, being twenty-eight by the family Bible, and of gracious mien. Now ordinarily Tommy glued his eyes to any and every communication from his senior business as- sociate, and generally analyzed the contents tothe last period; but upon this occasion he came perilously near shattering the optic cord that keeps aman from becoming cross- eyed, because while left was all business his good right eye sought to retain the radiant image of Hortense, in all the refulgence of her beauty. “Oh, yes,” he fi- nally said, turning from the letter so as to give both eyes a chance. “ Youare the lady who is to—er pull us out of the bog of Ha,ha! That is, we are going to boggle the bug in Ha, ha!” Right there Tommy discovered that his mental carburetor was not flashing, and that his invasion into the domain of the light facetious was stripping all the conver- sational gears. He had bungled his Boggles quip, and to make matters worse Hortense had suddenly assumed a patrician hau- teur. So, like a good fellow, Tommy began all over ‘You are Miss Hortense Telfer,’’ said he, “and you have been kind enough to offer your services in connection with the diffi- culties we are in over our formulas. Is that it?” “Quite correct,”’ said Hortense. “How can I assist you?”’ was Tommy’s next question. “By showing me the laboratory, and granting full permission to roam the fac- tory at will,”’ answered Hortense, drawing a spotless white kid glove from her righ hand, thereby disclosing a modest soli- taire that radiated mystic flashes of crim- fire his eye son “Pardon me one minute,”’ said Tommy, picking up a pad and hurriedly penciling a “Just a stray thought, Miss Telfer—do not stop—I am all attention.” Which remark was true enough, inas- much as his memorandum had been as fol- lows: “Look in encyclopedia— which hand engagement rings are worn on.” ‘I think that will start me nicely,” said Hortense, rising from her chair. “Step this’ way then,’ said Tommy, opening a door that led into the factory proper. ‘This is Boggles’ laboratory,” he explained, pointing to a boxlike room that faced the alley and boasted of but one en trance, from the large room they were standing in. ‘You will note that the deor Continued on Page 61 note on it

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 35,1920 SERIES OF TIMELY DISCUSSIONS OF MOTOR CAR VALUES The new MARMON idea in motor-car selling — stabilized desion has brought stabilized investment HILST MARMON engineers were making their Marmon market. It brings renewed brilliant successes in stabilized design, an- Marmons at a lesser price. It insures sta- other group of Marmon executives were bilized value to each purchaser of a new pioneering in the field of new-day distri- Marmon. — ; lished hi And all this we owe, of course, to ad- s be a I shed, ¢ is re- ; : . “a gh Wiuch “e 8 iccol — 1ed, as this re vanced engineering an 1 stabilized desion. port to the public reveals. Thess principle s account for long-life And the re sult, we ly lie Ve, will ly of no ing newne ’ » 1ast- less importance than the mechanical achieve 2 ; . : ments. , ’f the 16,5 Marmon 34 s built to date = . all are now brought into service as perma- For most men, in fact, knowing the in ie ; ere ~ nent cars, easily kept up to standard, trinsic worth of the Marmon 34, will see in : this new development a most logical pocket Authorized Marmon distributors, under book appeal. mT tory guidance, know how to make come. plete renewal. And to prove it, they back : ; ; each renewed Marmon 34 with a liberal A 7eW trend eee J4 guarantee. T ‘ HERE has been no problem to sell the The nation over, men who insist upon latest Marmon 34’s—for five anxious buy- those dual qualities in a car—performance - ° > ‘ } ¢ - . . ers await eac h com} 1ete d car. and economy can gain the utmost 1n sat- Such is the tribute to advanced engineer- isfaction by looking upon the Marmon 34 ing—and most important of all, comes as a car of a Series, whether new or r from canny men graduate motorists who newed—whether 192 production or of the choose the Marmon 34 as their final car. past five vears. * + * f ir re interesting situation as Foie ssa ann 20 ay Py g A far more inter New or renewed — which ? arisen—one that grew before we reali . . rs it--so engrossed were we In making ; Luts new development in motor-car dis- ments of our current production: tribution proves to us that men are judging the public began to think of : cars nowadays not so much by glitter as by ; avy Marmon 34 as a Seri ;! long life. ¢ sid | . . - . the second hand” Marmon mark It emphasizes again the fact that a finely disappeared | built car can go before any tribunal and win renew d Marmons ot the 4 Series ayainst every lesser effort dated during six years— began to command ' And may we eh pny hs “ew an unusual market! a J ‘ ‘ ‘ that it proves again the sound ju rment of Re toration 1s so simple that any Marmon c. 9 America’s know of the 34 series can be brought to complete usefulness and satisfaction. To understand the importance of this new And every one brings betterments not era, visit a Marmon distributor. Let him point out the price ratio between a new and ] work Vor rmon found even in new cars of like price, " / , PVs } a renewed Marmon 34, as well as delivery comp Hom ee ee : eee , schedules of both. Let him show you how Because OASICAHY sound stabilized design has brought stabilized in- vestment., Dius situation has brought about a revo = » Sie lution in our distribution. It multiplies the You'll find reason in his analysis. . ; MARMON 34 NORDYKE & MARMON COMPANY Established 78514 $3 INDIANAPOLIS ) « _ 4 4 4 ¢ - os « ¢ ~ 4 “ 4 - < <4 <4 4 4 “ « . 4 4 4 < 4 < 4 4 - < = 4 4 < « « a “ 4 < « « 4 3 « 4 a4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 « 4 4 4 4 . 4 4 « 4 « 4 “ 4 . 4 = 3 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 “ < 4 d 4 4 < f ¢ = 5 4 < 4 4 4 4 4 < 4 « 4 4 4 = » 4 4 4 4 » 4 4 4

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Continued from Page 58 locked, but I understand that Boggles will be in this afternoon to make upa batch t solutions “Tf you can possibly keep him away until | to-morrow— please do so,”” she said. “But whv not interview him as soon “Ther n some idea of his possible ” Wu tioned lomn ou will be | ( ‘I do no nterview him He will never know that I have been here,” he replic \ ad grin of wholesome admiration pread over the youthful face of Tommy Killmer ‘I like the way you go at this,” said he. You know 4 ort f like Dewey at M i Ba I dor now that I ever saw yiri wit! yuitle »>much conhndence ner Tha te ise I am so susceptible » what I term the int ve declaratior vt h I receive fror me to time put for all that, I deal largely in the concrete; even now | know quite a lot about Boggles thout ever having seen him ‘You do?” gasped Tommy. > i he rid ously secretive, and methodical to the point of absurdity ‘How do you know that he is method Because I have studied the bills whict vert ip pie n fact, I have the most f them fe the past ear with me These PLENISE vused Tom t egret that } Oo. K id not taken the form of L. K.’s— thir y theret t en tic letter might 1 Kisse At that particular delicious moment Tommy was rude itlled back to the mur ine comme il sphere by his chief cler} Brown, who informed him that long distance ng, fore he excused himsell THE SATURDAY r which, Tommy removed his hat and holding it as he fancied Beau Brum mel might have done, shook hands and was gone Now the fatal message which sent Tommy tearing westward-ho was to the effect that there was dirty work going on in the bath robe business Charlie Foote, the Middle West sales director for Baldaney & Killmer, ned. Foote, so to speak, had hands of the firm Not only that but he was wiping them on the clear potless records of Bal-da-ney sale n that territory having pack h sales kit and gone over to Baldaney & Killmer’s one, big fearsome competitor in Chicago Upon Tommy’s arrival at the Grand Central Terminal he had several minute I pare be fore his Western train pulled out o he decided to telephone Joel, o tensibly to talk busine he arrived,” he ct the minut¢ ne heard | partner ‘Man alive aid u eve ee sucn tf Certain) growled ye low * Yellow houted Tommy ‘Say t the divine radiance of himmering gold! \ glory of flaxer plendor Good heaven's, man! Where do you get vellow stuff? Be human : I ith; did you ever see a complex ion such as that girl has? A dreamy tint of blush of a exclaimed Joel. nd back or thi Western trip ight, I've got a heart, I have for ance I'm Christiar “Crod bie him!’ t you don’t w the time | i for er-M er-Hortense to put tl ny over, but persona I'm figuring th he wor be able to do a thing under three weet Phree bawled Joel Yo EVENING POST any noticeable ny to ner out l ! py the cosmic ether, ve Oo “ ( vere ! hu wearily pinned on the dearest love of a Absolutely thing eplic R peacock-feathered hat, and started for New I te he truth, Mr. K Y ork Wherefore be it recorded that stock vuuld have waited to tackle t! in the Bureau of Psychic Inspiration, In you returned,” might have been purchased way below par \ | ‘ r, that time ‘ that evening, because the lady directre iimed Tomr hould have bee of that institution went to bed with a fit here to gpuide her U! t 5 y 1 yot of the red-eyed blue the right idea About eleven o'clock Saturday morning The da u left mtinued Brow Tommy entered Joel's private office ing he managed to get into the lal it his grip into a corner and said Well but I don’t think she t hed y Foote has certainly clinkered the tear ere because the next ) yh ler for us in the Middle West | it made u ! null eve What's the matter? isked Joe iw i al 1 i " i ‘ Why, he’s got the buyers in that tert turbed tory broken to his whistle They tu Did she ta vith the ol ! lap and eat out of his hand ‘ ever i | tha ill right, but how about the pub ind yu ‘ i Haven't they got anyt ng t i tiv ‘ Look at the amount of money we have Zowie!" ex iimed Te ! | pent advertising our Bal-da-ney that the woma I he € { ! ‘a M4 ¢ ‘ that 4 ! Not the right Kind ud Tomn ! isund yea waving his hand as if he would fan awa The next da he neve ene ‘ the argument like Oo much cigarette f tor ind . j . ‘ ’ p . smoke ‘Foote has come down from C} it this morning she ime ba iy rnd cago with the classiest show-window d was here whe went 1 plays you ever saw he de-luxe bathroom ipon my retur il ‘ ‘ 1 tie idea, with enough enameled fixture to vhole thing was too much for he tart ‘ | {a wax m ny op z eact ned I I prue ire rt | Cc} me ‘ | didn't e } ‘ I! Is it a good number?” ful eye “Say it looks like a Chinese overcoat lo wl h remart ! n but the mile made no rey He keep pa wondered how ‘ ema i ganda I quire that loot I imb aff I nto il hort a time friend no } lomm ed up Joe ‘ phere I t Green Baize ¢ I med ‘ hest ind 1 inderweual i she pone vere the \ ‘ letailed up in pink stitching. We got to ‘ iro ‘ er tl ‘ par me new lea hot water i nh t ! itub or shower batt o m thir Wi pone py} t I'll talk this thing over with you or eotens

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST phy lactic Pen-etra-tor Get One for Him— MII heathy ul Pro-phy laa tik Pen- Hhau Brush t ado / ilp and hair a 1. A wondertu | ir hair, too. As it tra-tor world of midadl becau Straulgnt through a >}™ ( ral every part of the mooths out th ; the haw with that oft, wh n come only ; ‘ Phere and finishes of Pro-phy-lac-ti hat \lway Yellow Box sera fk wok vich tully des s all tl tyl ; | from pr rfect ith finish Florence Manufacturing Co., Florence, Mass. liso Makers of the Pro-phy-lac-tic Tooth Brush and H Address: 247 St. Paul Street West, Montreal ind Brush Canadian of Saturday afternoon toa brilliant aurora borealis of confidence on Monday morning, because he came to Joel’s party with the swaggering strut of a blustering grenadier. However, this made no impression upon the senior member of the firm, as he started right in and said a few things. Tommy al- lowed him to work up to a tremulous cre- scendo of classical cuss words, wherein he thumped the desk continuously with his fist — then he held up his hand “Just a little repression of the rough ejaculatory there, chief, because Hortense has dug out our formulas. I find that just before leaving on Saturday she called one of the porters to the laboratory and had him carry five containers, cOvering our chedule, to the dyeing department. got every one of them.” ** How did she do it?” asked Joel weakly. “Don’t ask me. All I know is that Here is a rough color test of our sand lazy blue you can see color sne she got ‘em comfy brow! for yourself.” Saying which Tommy over for Joel’s inspection The gentleman had searcely taken them in his hands when the door opened and the otfice boy said: ‘ Mi Telfer to see you, sir. She wants to collect a bill.” Joel came to swift attention in his swivel chair, while Tommy adjusted his cuffs so the gold links would add a touch of decora tive value, wondering the while if the little mole under his right ear had been enough to grow since the last time he had 1 good look at it “Invite her in tid “Ah,” said he ny forward to greet her, “‘let me congratulate you, Miss Telfer. I understand that you have been succe ful.” ‘Nothing Tommy “How you ever figure out those proportions 1 beyond me ‘Your appreciation is very gratifying,” said Hortense, ‘“‘but after all it was very imple. The day you went away, Mr. Killmer, I secured an entrance to the laboratory, where the first thing to attract my attention was five sh elves, each one of which held several large bottles of color ing matter I immediately associated the five shelves with your five and knew that I had found the keynote of my work.” “But you had no knowledge " said Joel; ‘and that was plexing problem, and the most important.” ‘Also the easiest,” observed Hortense. “Having once gained an entrance I mea of each bottle and madea eareful note of it Chen Boggles came the following morning and made up his solu from these bottles, and after his de parture I went in and measured each bottle again, thereby all his propor tions, beeause I found out how much he had removed from each one.’ ‘But how did you know that each ;s passed samples " n Joel. tepp but a miracle!” excel managed to iimed tandard color of propor tion our per- ured the content tions di covering represented a color? ‘Because I watched he worked I 1 could ial laboratory from one him the morning right into hi of the windows in the torehouse acro the alle \ At the end of each shelf he called the porter, who carried the solution to the dyeing room.” “What were you doing the day you worked in New York?” asked Tommy. “Visiting the wholesale druggists with samples from all the bottles on the five helves, for the purpose of checking them up with his supply purchases.” “Miss Telfer, have you got with you?” asked Joel, ae 8 sir.” Joel took it from her and almost without scrawled an official Then he handed it to the cashier to draw a Sal 1 he, your bill even glancing at it QO. K. on one corner. Tommy. “Instruct check for fifteen hundred dollars,” **to the order of Hortense Telfer.” “Wait!” said Tommy dramatically. “I got an idea. Why not give her a chance to boost this amount a thousand or so?” **How?” asked Joel “By showing us how to put our Bal-da- neys back on the map in Foote’s territory. Maybe she can go intoatranceorsom’'thin’, and drag out a window display that will knock Charlie Foote into the shady realms of the innocuous desuetude, huh?” For a moment there was silence, but finally Hortense spoke: “As you will, gentlemen. I can do it.” “How?” asked the practical Joel. “By the magic of the inspirational,”’ re- plied Hortense with a rising inflection. “When would you commence?” asked Joel, June 5,1920 ““Gentlemen, it is impossible for me to draw specifications that will show a close relation between time and ideas, but so far as I am concerned the solution of this problem commenced last Saturday eve- ning. My best thoughts are those of a re- troactive nature, and though I was not aware of it at the time I can now see that the corrective thought which will regener- ate your Middle Western business was re- vealed to me prior to your request for my services.” “The adorable little witch!’ muttered Tommy, his jaw dropping in astonishment **Miss Telfer,” said Joel, *‘ you will have to excuse me, but I run all out of oxygen when I try to climb to your mental alti- tude; but I know results when I see them, and you certainly have accomplished won- ders in connection with our formulas. Do you wish to close a contract along the lines suggested by my partner?” ‘Under certain conditions “*What are they?” “Absolute freedom to develop my big thought, without criticism or suggestion from either member of the firm.” “What do you say, Killmer?” Joel, turning to Tommy. “What do I say!” chortled Tommy, fracturing a buttonhole on his vest. ‘* Why, I say —the factory Miss Telfer Come right out and develop any ideas you have. Stay a month if you like—stay two months.” Thus did Hortense her second important contract, prior to the official launching of the Bureau of Psychie In- spiration, and two days later the sound of the hammer and saw was heard in the hop of Baldaney & Killmer; but let it be understood that Tommy Kill mer lived by faith, and Joel Baldaney by works — hence the acrimonious, teasing ob ervations of the latter to the former the first day he visited the factory and viewed the new window display, which was being constructed under the supervision of Hor tense the Helpful It was a drab shriek of canvas, paint and lats, and for his life Joel could not what it was all about “In heaven’s name what is it? of Tommy. Search yes.’ asked is yours, secure carpenter con elve ’” he asked me,”” answered Tommy. “It looks the top of a flat-roofed house CGiuess it must be like that there’s an open scuttle, and here’s a chim ney sticking up. Wait —she’s got ¥ thing else over there against like omething some the wall she t goes with it.” Joel pulled the wabbling frame of ean vas out into the light “Ye gods, man! What is it?” tioned ** Looks eratching his head that distant-city effect in connection with the Coney Island.” - Fine!’ sr orted Joel ism! The Joh: with the bath-robe idea he que like scenery,” replied Tommy, “It’s a ringer for they used to show Johnstown Flood ut “Wonderful real Flood will tit right in Let me ask you tow? omething.”” * Yes, sir.” ** Are you going to let this cheap medicine how outfit go West as a window display?" ‘We got to,” replied Tommy witha sigh * Didn't we close a contract with her. And iy it’s worse than it looks. She's build ing two of them.” ‘But what is the idea behind it?” “Blamed if I know. Hortense says she isn’t quite certain herself just yet, but she’s going to work it out. This morning she told me that the birth of an idea corre sponds to that of an infant, and she say that both have to be swaddled and nursed to maturity.” “Swaddled me eye!’ called her a fool once right!” ‘But she’s clever,” insisted Tommy “Listen to me, Killmer,” said Joel, laying his hand on Tommy’s shoulder “Clever ideas are the most dangerous in business, for the simple reason that if they do not go big they become ridiculous However, you know just what Chicago is doing in the Middle West, and I am going to hoid you responsible for what happens.” Whereupon, having delivered his ulti matum, Joel went back to New York, leaving his junior partner in a maze of doubt and uncertainty. There really seemed but one thing to do and that was to hedge as much as possible; so that afternoon he invited Hortense into his office. (Concluded on Page 64 , shouted Joel. “I and by Jove, I was

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Concluded from Page 62 if the aunyuuye ted aay e Arkansas unty f 7 nou t states ir territ« when ideas \t ii ry. THE SATURDAY days days iat trouble having cranked her here was Joel ask- abo D naan Boggle his thousand- ay nothing were turning So all in all, the trade that handspri ver it had very little time to think about and the Middle West later Joel sent a hur- to come to the New which he did. the e,”” said Joel, a sheaf of orders. as sufficient for Tommy. hat up toward the ceiling, ipped the digt ified Joel on the back and iercing: “Whoop-ee! How in Selim the Magnificent |} order from every lal lomm immediately, ye over to get there to-m ow out what she is doing persuade her to give iu-of - Psychic - Inspiration ha that girl bath-robe business. Wire soon as you get the Find ane if you cannot up thi sure tuff “use lir all the big new details,’ After all, a he sped we engineer would forget to we e got to keep interesté t he , Just as blame Tommy stward for wishing that the at »p at the little no one could on one wheel, rdized time he and went direct to the hotel Hor- her mailing station, and would not ur eleven-thirty, the clerk informed him, hour suggesting the t he iter, ided to pick out the most likely a lady would gravitate toward if ch of dramatic relaxation. ‘What i best show in town?” asked Tommy. “John towns and make all | urve due sti However, in Lense arr had designated as She was out returr I the ‘Tommy de« place ear the Berrys Society’s Pet, but you will probably have to stand. It’s a Bre pre hit sy the way duction and , I think that aid she was going there.” Phat was all Tommy minutes later he behind a row that mdwa miuking ra big Miss Telfer and ten tretching his neck He had ond require d, deep ! mie le oO * Ser a ved in and when he did fir 1 oursely is fiyul other ¢ wi downstre sump flatboat im i ward over the Appalachiar And, of course, « ry \ has heard of the t OonsKIN currency and hi we W eountry fight in Congress which took up avery ol uve states ar 31K he balance M was also a yet another and larger jumping-off place for n country which we Great West the she que Iree at t} pivotal ereol i ssourl Serie he that have wild and unknow always called the lend west of the M the midway point men of Kentucky the gr plains, occupying a of hist herself as a frontier commonwealth Now comes Mr. George T. Desloge, of St. Louis, and gives us a little first-hand information about ear the vx old state | presume that will be new to most folk that Mi though even ouri River made the fre betwee mtiers- and those o generation od our EVENING POST the handsome John Berrydrew he gasped, for that famous actor was standing in the center of his luxurious apartment, robed in one of Baldaney & Killmer’s comfy browns. Tommy could catch but little of the melo- dramatic situation that was brewing, but evidently there were perilous times ap- proaching, because one by one John’s cowardly social chums were deserting him, while the roar of the proletariat could be heard clamoring in the distance. Then the curtain fell on John Berrydrew and his faithful valet, who were engaged in barri- cading windows and doors. When the curtain went up again Tommy had gained a better point of view, and after taking just one look at the stage setting he nearly collapsed. It was a duplicate of the Hortense win- dow display. Slowly John Berrydrew climbed up through the seuttle, still in his comfy brown, and puffing serenely on a cigar, his valet right behind him, with all those in- struments of war that might be used ad- vantageously behind the, parapets of a flat-roofed apartment house. Then the mob in the street below did their worst, while John and his valet covered themselves with melodramatic glory by machine-gunning the poor devils, and pelting them with from the chimney after having exhausted all their ammunition. Thus did the curtain fall amid wild salvos of applause, and as Tommy filed out through the lobby he heard a dozen women refer to John and his bath robe: ‘*‘ Wasn’t he stunni q - **Suc h a love of a eolor!’’ ‘IT must get Charlie one like that,”’ and so on. And right next door to the theater in the spacious show window of the Ruttz- Pazaza Haberdashery Company was the Hortense d with about ten thousand citizens trying to give it the O. O. At least it seemed that way to Tommy, and when he did finally manage to crowd his way to the front he saw a wax figure of John Berrydrew, all properly set for the thrilling climax, in a comfy brown Bal-da- bricks play, ‘ ment Tommy would the word of Hor- that Mars was and he At that particular m« have been rea t tense if she had told } iling for lazy-bl wered m igt ue Bal would have ar = And we will sell ‘em if But } reverie wa nudge on the arm, and upon turning he was confronted by Horter elf, which vision loveline caused ‘Tommy stutter and omfortably blush, da-neys, All right, girlie. the word.” broken by a gentle su Say e her of to until they were « eated an independent and had any in- as an independent i! Mr. Desloge points Acts, State of Missouri , contain a memorial to the Con- yre of the United States relat »tot Santa Fé trade. It tells of an expedition of to Santa Fé in 1812 from St. Louis not specifically stated that they Our infor Acts of ever he trader though it is t over the Santa Fé Trail adds: ‘The early Session ssourl wel mant M slature, starting I resoiutl ill mi: many interesting sto Congre and popular. —Inci- stitution of 1820 ar memori il } ive been rather the Missouri Cor sti the p of the state agree to form and establish a free and independent republic by the name of the State of Missouri.” A new Epping mentions a certain lawsuit lexas which involves the title to fle of 55,000 acres of land which Nas been fenced ir gentlemer rhis brings up a curious fea- ture of of the strange Western land romances of America. The facts at one t were fairly familiar. In 1879 Texas had all the land there was out-of-doors. It had been trying to give away land at six cents an acre to anybody who would pull stumps out of the Red River or any- else. Whole counties of land were ut it made no dii irts reambie that the citizens paper adown uw a mere tr by certain Chicago one me a fe Ww where individuals, rexas was land-poor and tax-poor owned by ference June 5,1920 in one of the exclusive restaurants of that particular Ohio city, then he found coherent speech. “Now tell me how this big idea came to you,” said he. “* Just as they all do—without a struggle,” said Hortense. ‘I had been to see Society’ Pet and knew that if I could get a line on the booking of the show when it went on the road it would be easy to trail them with a window display of Bal-da-neys. That was why I ordered two outfits—so as to have the next one all properly installed when the show moved on.” “How do you explain this wonderful gift of yours?” asked Tommy. “T presume it is the same peculiar ener gizing power that Maeterlinck refers to when he talks of the ‘odie efluvium.’” “Possibly,” said Tommy, “ but we threw them out a coupla years ago.” “Threw what out?” * The Odie system for ie “‘Maeterlinck is a poet and a philosopher,’ corrected Hortense. “Oh,” said Tommy, recognizing the fact that he had started wrong, and determining to right himself at all hazards. ‘Do you ever have wonderful ideas—that of gyroscope into the nebulous—hence? “Yes—they are wonderful.” ‘I knew it,” said Tommy. “I got one like that. Say—let me ask you--do they make one feel scared and unworthy like?” “Something like that. Are you strug- gling for it?” “| should say not “Is it surging toward t pression?” “Itis! Hand me that men to get it down.” “Is it coming like great musical composition?” “You said it.” Tommy had beer no more gas engine sort he point of ex i card. I got the overtones of a writing industrious the while, but he passed the card over to Hortense. “Put your O. K. on that I want Joel to get it in the morning Hortense took the card and read: final ““BUREAU OF PsycHic INSPIRATION DIs SOLVED. HORTENSE TO REMAIN’ INTER ESTED IN THE BATH-ROBE BUSINESS FOR LIF! WE ARE TO BE MARRIED IN THE MORNING.” “Something Bag Hortense, scrolling a oO. &. > corner of the proposed telegram You don't have to str iggie is that the ’* asked Tommy. ‘No, dear,” said Hortense said m tells to do little me cule It } a capitol ad a government, but could not afford building It had at different under five flags—the Spanish, French and Mexican flags, that of the in- dependent Republie of Texas and that of the Confederacy. t did not ever price of a survey of 3,000,000 acres more of land, which the state had concluded to let go at fifty cents an acre so that it could pay for a new state capitol building at Austir Certain Chicago capitalists, usually loosely called the Farwell! Land Company, built the Texas state capitol and took their pay in land. They fenced a part of the tract and went in for cattle. At one time they were running 160,000 head. Gradually the railways edged down toward that coun- try. Western Kansas settled and Western Texas land began to rise in value. The capitol reservation tract rose from fifty cents an acre to as high as fifty dollars an acre. In 1914 Texas began to rue her early bargain in land. She now had money to have all the state surveyed, which took four years. She discovered that in 1880 the surveyors had been a trifle hasty—they ap- parently had thrown in 55,000 acres more the 3,000,000 acres sold under the original reservation. So now the state of Texas has started a lawsuit against Mr Hobart C. Chatfield-Taylor, Mr. Francis Farwell and Mr. George Findley, trustees of 650,000 acres of land located in Western Texas. It is expected that during the next few months a decision to the moot title will be rendered. The Chicago at- torney of the Farwell land grant went out Continued on Page 67) times been have the than as

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as a: Continued from Page 64 to Texas and came back with the surprising information, new to him at least, that peo- ple were running flivvers all over that tract. The lawsuit at one time would not have been thought worth bringing or worth de- fending, but the attorney general of Texas thinks that even in his state a trifle of 55,000 acres here or there is now a matter worth looking into The old Farwell land grant, as we used to call it, at one time was almost as well known as some of the old Spanish land grants which lay west of it. 1 remember that in May, 1886, when I was a member of the old C. J. Jones buffalo-calf hunting party, we ran into that very grant in a curious way. We did not know where we were at the time, whether in the Neutral Strip, Colorado, New Mexico or Texas intil we found a wire fence. Then we knew that we were on the Farwell land grant of l'exas, for we had heard fencing had begun on that tract. We camped one night in a dry camp, too late to see the fence. Just at sunup we did see it—and just inside of it was a little bunch of buffalo, including several calves. Without waiting for our dry breakfast we saddled up and started after those buffalo. They ran square into the wire fence of the estimable Farwell land yrant and paid no more attention to it than f it had been made of so much straw. The posts were broken off and the wires laid down perhaps for twenty panels or more, o that we drove a team and a light wagon across the down fence when we picked up the calves we had caught on the run That was the beginning of fences on the ld open range and | can recall how bitterly all fences were hated by the old timers. It was the beginning of the just now by mere chance as | pick up this newspaper clipping about the Farwell land grant | also find in my desk, where it has lain for 1 do not know how many years, a sort of manuscript brief on Greer County I cannot now recall who sent this to me or where it was compiled, but here it is, and it is not altogether without a curious in terest of its own in these times when land which once you couldn't have driven a nail into now sells at fifty dollars an acre or up to a hundred and fifty and when good farm lands in the Middle West are held cheap at twice the latter figure. My mysterious old compilation, whoever made it or for what purpose, may be interesting to readers who remember that once our western country practically was all outdoors, with no edge to it anywhere. By the Treaty of Fontainebleau in 1763 the Territory of Louisiana was transferred from France to Spain. In 1800 it was re stored to France and in 1803 it was pur chased by the United States. But its boundary on the line of the Spanish posse sions on our southwest was not yet definite! settled. Negotiations between Spain and the United States in this regard resulted ir the treaty of 1819 describing a line, but adding among other things, “‘The whole being as laid down in Melish’s map of the United States, published at Philadelphia, improved to the first of January, 1818,” and further providing in a separate section that, “To fix the line with more precision and to place the landmarks which shall designate exactly the limits of both nations each of the contracting parties shall appoint a commissioner and a surveyor.”’ This lat- ter was not done THE SATURDAY EVENING POST This map placed the 100th meridia longitude about 100 miles east of where it has since been astronomically located and made the Red River appear to rise in t Snow Mountains just east of Santa F* New Mexico, about ninety miles north and considerably west of the now know! puree of the Red River Was Melish ‘ map to determine tne line and the commissioners provided for simp! to find and mark that line on the ground, or was the true 100th meridian to be sought found and marked on the ground And was the true Red River, instead of being a stream that perhaps better corresponded witn the river shown by the map, to be considered the river of the treaty in the event this question should rise Of course if the meridian of the Meli map was to be the line it would fall below t! } t f confluence of the north and south fork of the Red River, and neither of these streams could be considered in construing and applying that treaty, but if the true 109th meridian was to be the line it would become important to determine whethe the north or the south fork was to be lowed to the intersection of that meridia: None of these questions actual rose be tween the United States and Spain or the I nited State and Mexico iough Coronado, a Spaniard, made military expedition from Puerco, or Pecos, River to the Arkansa Kansas and Platte rivers as early as 1541 which was followed by about fourteer Spanish and | including the year 1739, touching or cover ing the territory in question——and though theSpanish Government in 1791 established the mouth ot the ‘rench ¢ xped tions up to and a road which was used by traders, trapper and explorers between Santa Fé in what now New Mexico, and Natchitoches or the Red River, in what now the state of Louisiana, traversing the country along the headwaters of the Canadian betweer the Canadian and the north fork of the rth bank of ie Red River toa point above the mout! of the Wichita River, where t crossed to the south bank, and whence it proceeded , > ‘ } \ Red River, thence along the n t along the uth bank to Natchitoche Capt. Zebulon Pike, who id in) person explored the country of the Arkansa River to it ource in 1804, published a map in 1810 in which he made the Red River appear t« the Snow Mou tains just northeast of Santa F¢ 4 Clashes Over Boundaries } Melish probably relied on the Pike map in this regard and repeated | t tak to the source of the Red. River, and there was no man nearer correct So all national and stat ind individual titles came in under the a ent and vague error in tact Beside evidences of the id road be tween Santa Fé and Natchitoches slong the bank of the north for I he Red River eto th day ¢ ( ‘ i t ind tortul t though | amr ire clusive character of this « em thes¢ ‘ l¢ vere But t re} » map | rtot treaty of 1819 showing with so much as approximate correct ne either the iorth or the south fork of the Red River, and it is probable that both Pike and Melish mistook the headwaters of the Car adian for those of the Red River new West, which has come on so wiftly. Later we found a corner of that fence —I don’t know where the corner was, I am sure, or what line it marked. What I do re member is that at that angle of the fence there was a path worn inches deep, not by sheep or cattle, but by wild antelope. They had been cut off by the fence from their ancient watering places on the dry range, and to the antelope a wire fence is as bad as a mountain range, and worse They don’t know how to go under it or to get over it and they can’t go through it. I presume a man could have killed a carload of antelope if he had cared to lie there and wait until the thirsty creatures came on their daily grind along the lines of the wire fence. The Neutral Strip As to the old Neutral Strip, or No Man’s Land, in 1886 it had no definition and no legal status. You could kill any gentleman you did not like down there and no one could extradite you. The old braided paths of the cattle trail ran across the Neutral Strip, plainly marked as any road. The ground was hard as iron and it did not seem as though it ever had rained there, as now I am credibly informed it does. There were no crops of course, There were no established waterways only here and there a few detached holes in the dried-up valleys of cer- tain headwaters. I recall that once we had to dig four or five feet in the sand of a dried water course to get water enough to save ourselves and our animals from perishing. That was a pretty far-off country in those times, believe me, and it wasn't any good country for a fool loose ir It did not occur to is that it ever would have any value for anything, and we did not care whom it belonged to Out in that far-western country there was once upon atime another one of those curiously undefined pieces of territory which did not eem to have any actual boundaries It long ago kas passed out of mind of the aver man, but once the tles of land in Greer County Oklahoma, all depended upon the question whether Greer County was in Texas or in Oklahoma, just as once upon a time no one could tell whether parts of Texas lay under the American, the Texan or the Mexican flag. I am disposed to make to be In [828 the United States and the United Mexican State by treat iwreed to the boundary line of the treaty of 1819 and the Republic of rexas having recognized the same ine by treaty of 1836 entered int« a convention with the United Stat« n 1836 for the establishment of t} line in accordance with the treaty ff TSIY When Texas was admitted into the Union as a state in 1845 lines of the treaty of 1819 were again agreed to by acts of both state and Na tional Government, but these lines had not yet beer marked on the ground The first jurisdictional clash rose in 1843, when Captain Cooke, de tailed from the Army of the United States to protect traders and travelers in crossing United States territory between Santa Fé, then in the Republic of Texas, and the northwestern portions of that re public, arrested and disarmed Colonel Snively’s command of Tex ans in or north of what is now Greer County, regarding them as invader of the territory of the United State vegotiatior betweet the two governments immediately followed and after a court-martial had a quitted Captain Cooke and re ported that each officer thought he was within the territorial limits of his own government at the time, the United States made reparation b compensation in money in 184 after Texas had become a state of the Unior In 1852 Capt R. B. Mar ind seorge B. MeClellar pursuant tl orders from General ott, explore the headw r f the Red R er com! ing ( ache Creek, filt re? ‘ below the onftilue ‘ these officers e to the Gover ent its first ite inl na is to these wat ind tl ou it Nit t f t rrect ! of that an error had existed In 1845 the state of Te pr posed and ia 1& he { ‘ tute ecepted an agre t to appoint comr re t t dot t j juestion, with spe ere ‘ ) the Oot ‘ j ‘ i to whethe t ) fork of Red River should be { Owe? we a t tr ie but these mir one lid ommence worth int June 1X60, and separated without agreement a little mention of this fact, because Concluded on Page 69

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 Columbia Six a kk tl * —_ ad ree ae Works With Vim In spite of the present noisy clamor of a small minority of work haters, the destinies of our old world are still controlled, and always will be, by men who put an extra measure of ability and enthusiasm into their work because they know the real joy of successful accomplishment. ‘The Columbia Six has no bolshevistic tendencies. You will tind it dithcult to convince a Columbia Six owner that his car does not take real huntan enjoyment in its job. It is the exfra measure of vim and endurance which the Columbia Six puts into its work that makes owning and driving one a lasting pleasure. It not only climbs hills—it romps over them. It not only lasts a surprising number of years, but looks young and acts young far beyond the average car’s allotted span of life. Besides honest, dependable, oversize, extra quality construction all the way through, there are a number of exc/us7ve Columbia features which account for its wonderful vitality. The Columbia Six Pussengzer louring Car The self-acting temperature controlling radiator shutters keep the motor happy the year round and able to do its best work. The Columbia Six non-synchronizing spring suspension guards both the car and its occupants against vitality sapping road shocks. If you like a willing worker, you will like the Columbia Six. COLUMBIA MOTORS COMPA DETROIT, U.S. A. the “Hrgqhwawyr~

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(Concluded from Page 67 before completing their work. There seemed plenty of time. In the meantime A. H. Jones and H. M C. Brown, acting under orders of the Secre- tary of the Interior and pursuant to an act of 1855 relating to the lands of the Choctaw and Chickasaw Indians, proceeded to find the south and west lines of the country of these Indians and on a high point of the north bank of the south fork erected an initial monument to mark the 100th me- ridian. This for the first time was estab- lished by astronomical observations made by Daniel C. Major, astronomer; and this work was done in 1857-9. Prof. H. S, Pritchett has since found the 100th meridian to be 3797.3 feet east of the initial monument established by Jones and Brown, and as a result a controversy is now pending. In 1860, by an act approved by Governor Sam Houston on February eighth, the county of Greer, Texas, named for a veteran of the lexas war with Mexico for independence, was created with boundaries as follows: Beginning at the confluence of the Red and Prairie Dog Rivers, thence running up Red River, passing the mouth of south fork and following main or north Red River to its tersection with the twenty-third degre« of west longitude; outh fork and to Prairie Dog River, and thence following that river to the place of beginning. The south fork of the Red River was then known as Prairie Dog River, a trans- ition from its earlier Indian name, Kea- che ahque ahor oO. It will be observed that the Texas legis- iture in describing the boundary of the ounty of Greer on the west uses the twenty- third degree of west longitude from Wash- ington instead of the 100th meridian from Greenwich, but these are identical of course. Che Civil War interrupted the controversy and it was not renewed until years later. In 1873-4 United States surveyors en- gaged in sectionizing the southwestern por- tion of the Indian Territory sectionized Greer County, except its mountains; and 1887-8 surveyors, availing themselves of corners established by the former, also sec- thence due south across tionized the county for the state of Texas. In 1879 the legislature of Texas appro- priated the lands of the county, one-half for the benefit of the publie free schools of the state and the other half to be used in paying the public debt. In 1881 by an act of the legislature the state of Texus authorized the issuance of certificates to a certain class of veterans of the Texas army in the war for its inde- pendence from Mexico, and of the Confed- erate army, entitling the holders to locate certain amounts of land on the public domain of the state and obtain patents to the same; and some of these certificates were soon afterward located in Greer County and patent obtained in 1883-5, of course upon the erroneous theory that this act repealed or modified the act of 1839. Disputed Territory Col. A. S. Mangum, of Sherman, Texas, held a certificate for service in the war with Mexico, and Col. John M. Swisher, of Austin, Texas, who was a veteran of the same war, held a number of such certifi- cates by purchase from such of his com- rades as had received them. Mr. H. C. Sweet, a Texas surveyor, after consulting several eminent lawyers of the state, undertook the location of lands cer- tificated for Colonels Mangum and Swisher in Greer County, which he did in the sum mers of 1852 and 1883, and patents were accordingly issued to these gentlemen in 1883 and 1885, Mr. Sweet being entitled to a portion of the lands from the grantees for ni service In 1884, when Wichita Falls, Texas, was the nearest railroad station, Mr. Sweet and his wife, now deceased, with their two youngest children, now Mr. F. H. Sweet and Mrs. A. R. Wilsen, of this place, came to the country as its first settlers; and after crossing the south fork on April eighteenth they camped on the Elm River northeast of the present site of Mangum, while Mr. Sweet surveyed and platted the town, which he named for Colonel Mangum, establish- ing residence here about May first in the same year. Having implicit faith in the claim of Texas to the county, Mr. Sweet at once com- menced to invite settlers, who began to come later in the year; but through repre- sentation of cattlemen to President Arthur THE SATURDAY the War Department issued orders to the soldiers in this vicinity to eject these set tlers and they were accordingly notitied to leave, within a specified time. But before the arrival of the day when they were to be forcibly expelled, Governor Ireland had in- duced the President to cause the order to be revoked, The county had all along been under the definite jurisdiction of Texas, but was at tached to other counties of the state for judicial purposes until a county govern ment was organized and a full corps of county officers was elected on July 10, 1S&86. About this time upon petitions from citi zens of the two oldest settlements of the county, Mangum and Frazier, post offices were established at these places as within Greer County, Texas, but in December of the same year the Post Office Department corrected its error and designated them as within the Indian Territory! In 1879 the general Government had included Greer with a number of other Texas counties in a Federal judicial district of that state, and until March 16, 1896, the jurisdiction of Texas over the county was the same ag over the other counties of the state. The Decision of the Court In 1885 the United States and Texas made a second unsuccessful attempt to settle the controversy through the commis sioners, and this failure was followed by a provision in the organic act of the Territory of Oklahoma, approved May 2, 1890, ex cluding Greer County from its boundaries until it might be adjudged to be no part of the state of Texas and authorizing a suit which was brought in the Supreme Court of the United States, to determine the que tion. In 1887 the Supreme Court of the stat« of Texas rendered judgment canceling a number of patents to lands in the count on the ground that the act of 1879 reserved them from the location of certificates here tofore mentioned, and appropriated them for the use of the public schools and to pay the public debt, which in effect destroyed all claims of title through Texas; and in the same year President Cleveland issued a proclamation asserting the claim of the United States to the county and warni: all persons attempting to acquire title any of the lands here, but possessory right were recognized to be in the peaceful po session of the courts. The county was the subject of a number of proclamations and executive messages, Some of the settlers had come here be lieving that Texas owned the county and others believing that the United States did, and the amount of land taken by ¢ generally indicated the source from whic he ultimately expected to acquire title. After years of work by counsel on the respective sides in hunting for and taki: evidence, including not only an examina tion of foreign archives but additional explorations of the rivers in question, dur ing which time Mangum was repeatedly visited by many interested parties, the Supreme Court of the United States on March 16, 1896, decided the controvers) against Texas, the notification being re ceived at Mangum on the following day, while district court was in session and en gaged in trying the case of D. M. Osborne & Co. versus 8. C, Vanleer. Though the effect of the decision was to transfer the county from the de facto juri diction of Texas to the de jure jurisdiction of Oklahoma Territory, the county w without government until by virtue « act of Congress approved May 4, 1896, the officers of Greer County, Texas, assumed corresponding positions as officers of Greer County, Oklahoma; and the same act vali dated the proceedings of the courts and officers of Greer County, Texas, and other wise provided for the transition to the new jurisdiction Immediately after the decision of Mar 16, 1396, many of the settlers believed that they would be put out and that the land dian land, but ever would be treated as Ir body got busy petitioning Congress for re lief, sending District Judge A. C. Brow: to Washington to lobby for them. By act of January 18, 1897, the lands of the county were opened to homesteader free and there was a clause giving the se tlers of March 16, 1896, a preference rig to take free homestead and to purchase at one dollar an acre not to exceed 160 acre of additional land of which they were pos- sessed. EVENING POST Quaker Flour With two lower grades removed - | | ¥ uaker lour * Quaker “Oar s Comper? Chieagouss when they try Quaker Flour \t the fir I | it ! 4 i mill Lever ack i thi super- | lour uniqu 1\ white ini Thite vi ide, Phey find that in lure 1 Wi make it for people wir makes about a ten per cent lighter love Quaker quality who want loaf than many flour \nai ft t uperlative Flour. \nd thes \ million users have means lighter bread. ire many. , ' tlready adopted Quaker Flour The looks, the flavor ne thre ° Women everywhere are telling texture are delightful ; friends about it Phe reasons lie here: , 1} Now four great) mil are or Pirst, in the grade of wheat quired to supply them, with a Wheat differ vasth daly capacity of 10,000 barrel Second, in the fact that Quaker Quaker Flour is not sold at a Flour includes only aby val the fancy price. ‘Thousands of | gre kernel. Only the choice lit cers have it, and those who don’t mito it. Iwo lower Uric of flour will yet it. are made from the parts which Phere is no reason why women we discard. who love super-quality should not Third, 1 doesn’t I (Chem have Quaker Flour. Ask for it its constantly analyze it, bake Cone ack will change all) your con tanith, test at rt te ‘ wleas on blour Quaker Biscuit Quaker Farina Flour henna hy Pie, Lal aS ARINA The Quaker Qals Ompany Quaker Flour Mills Peterborough, Ontario Saskatoon, Saskatchewan Akron, Ohio Cedar Rapids, lowa In our Canadian Mil's we conform to Government requirements as to percentage of wheat kernel usec

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST “LOW By ROBERT QUILLEN SMALL The Peach Plan HEN folly vi Lcr in the affairs of out of the crowd a out of of burglary come shape order The inven- ng of locks | encourages the invention of has fashioned man may wreck 1 problem, mind can find the solu- ophe ted by the folly of man may be wisdon of our common ser is simple if we but us in the conduct of ational problem e that guices iffair railroad problem. It is a problem blinded b first yur e men are apprehension, whereas olution is simplicity itself, It is clear that gross ist at all times exceed the long-haul charge based ton mile, modified, to be fixed averages for the overhead incident to net returns on A be yuaranteed by an ad valores m rating ned on Federa of long-haul fuel con- or In other word eage less the prorated supervi lor grou mil on depreciation may be deducted from maintenance ind carried as a reserve Under this system the sand bond manipulation of irpe holder of stock would be relieved of the burden made necessary by priority regulations ind the investor would be guaranteed against prestige in hardly neces- excess of conformity with fixed economic law It i add that a cents would meet the We come to the All efforts to sdjust this matter must be conditioned on the established iry to mall tax on purchases in thirty annual deficit now problem of labor incident tothe minimum Adam Smith makes principle that capital, so called, is fixed by annual labor turnover r that the excess production of one year fixes the wat it clea wage seale necessitated by the decreased vitality of supply. Thi it economic pressure to the extent that individual initiative inevitable. Piecework, however, may alleviate roasit ase oO \ . otype ie se col pro ble in case of reversion to [ne Otherwise co make lective bargaining ma he accepted as a safeguard to trengthen the commodity cost and obviate manipulatior tT exce We find fixed return or ure ideal. Any he absorbed b then, that a given unit of production equals the capital le tax and ove f conditior increase of wages made ne sary by thi tem could the consumer he next important problem is the matter of our rela- to foreign countrie Qur traditional policy of isola- uflicient evidence that we are pledged as a people mis regional control of unde loped entities Trade balances iv be affected by a mandatory dictum of member exchange and but the ition ubject to fluctuation of th held as a national reserve, right of determination is a fixed basis for computation of a fatus quo forma , therefore, that incurred prior to It follow these bur terest on obligatior ms and secret understandings t impel us to a dens and heart of America will not and ty and interes ume yonsibilitres oid that the menace of economi The great ire not a hope of entangling reservations sdopted by The cost of maintenance and social revolution. could be met by a capital tax on real and personal property least of our problems is that of Last but by no mear inflated currency and the consequent rise in the price of all commodities \ irrency issue pri circulation militate bullion conflicting with rawn from ivainst the free ex of fundamental economic The solution les it loans and the manipulation of tions j ansi Bulk of gold tards a balance pportioned call } , obliga ndamentai truth we lar by an issue of ver proporti t t ng purchasing ‘} " ’ - refit power a wal necessitated by the Americar posed of ; - { t ‘ Federal commission com- hould be established f the taxpayer if he buf- success ng and inspires yods , and responsibility } Creat pretty theories pediment u J +1 f deali with hard condi- nd casts say that he becomes a them becomes a conservative, ‘ rhe convert to tacts because he is not hitched to a load The man who is called out of the crowd to assume a great task of which he is worthy begins at once a mental house cleaning. This new responsibility demands thoughts and familiars in keeping with its measure. The thing worth while yesterday is to-day cast aside as too trivial for one engaged in a great enterprise. The little hates and preju- dices that occupied the foreground are brushed aside as one brushes aside swinging cobwebs to get a clear vision. Frequently opportunity makes the man in the man frequently grows up to a responsibility thrust upon him The great are simple because they have shorn off un- essentials. A pose is a confession of inferiority. And the great are humble because they realize, as lesser men do not, that opportunity is no more than permission to serve and that the One cannot conceive of a Lincoln with a valet, of a Jesus scornfully brushing humanity’s driftwood, of a Socrates strutting before a mirror. Mighty men are near to being crushed by the burdens their strength invites. the sense that best servant is he who is a slave to his task. aside Lesser men, when lifted to a place one notch above the level of their fellows and given a light burden in keeping with their little abilities, do not experience this sense of being crushed; for whereas a great success brings respon- sibilities that leave no time for thought of self, a little success invites introspection and offers itself as a sop to vanity. We are ever eager to make the best possible im- pression upon ourselves. We seldom pass judgment upon self without recommending the accused to the mercy of the court The littke man who has attained a little success does not look upon the great gulf that separates him from the great, but turns to feast his enraptured eyes upon the little distance that separates him from those he has left behind. Thus have we the arrogance of a millionaire, the pompous strut of a congressman, the smug complacency of a county auditor, the hauteur of a village dog catcher. Each has interpreted responsibility as an invitation to develop fat- me of the ego one takes the first step up the ladder of success If he is asinine ious than he seems he feels mu mor onspi DOSsseSsse f ; umor he will appes than endowed, but until he becomes accustomed to t ation he will be a victim of ingrow- ing thoug the I’ And if he appearance of arrogance and for the not feel his fraud deceives no one and serves only to accentuate the pride he In all of conversatior : will have it oid the very would a sake of policy assume a humility he does endeavors to conceal If this first step be the last of which he is capable he wil not at elf, but will go to his grave smugly content in the conviction that any time outgrow his high opinion of hin his passing will If the first step is but the beginning of greatness he will jar the earth from its orbit shortly become bored by the monotony of the level he has attained, and when the thrill of ace omplishment has lost its kick he will set himself a higher goal and tense his thews for a greater burden, progressing thus step by step, with ever-lessening thought for himself and ever-increasing spect for duty, until in the end by the grace of God and industry he achieves the simplicity, gentleness and humil- ity that are the heritage of those who serve God by serving their fellows Ambition thy DREN play a game of wishing, a game that exer- cises the imagination and lends itself to endless and Youth builds air castles and matu- Ambition is but the wish of childhood delightful variations. rity nurses ambition. piu resolve If | could be anything other than I am I think I should prefer being a common yellow dog , Common yell literal and innocent of They are not bound by precedent; ow dogs are very pose or false standards they do not er in invitation to the open road; nge before custom; they are free to accept they are not cursed by e gift of introspectior As a yellow dog I might find it pride and wag my tail to get a pr tuated by a like expediency. There might be expedient to sacrifice i bone, but mortals seeking iprohtarea when discretion would suggest groveling to escape a blow, but men and nations follow a similar course. If another yellow dog whose record did him little credit should greet me on the street no arbitrary standard of times good manners would require me to bark pleasantly or June 5,1920 shake his paw. I could snarl and tell him to be on his way while his skin remained whole, and neither feel nor seem a boor. If a dog wearied me with his puerile conversation I could trot away without losing social caste. If one stole a bone of mine [ could threaten him with a fang instead of a lawyer. To be sure there would be fleas to contend with, but mortals have little ambitions to keep them scratching when they would rest and invite their souls. Other dogs would not annoy me with righteous poses while trying to put something over to fatten their purses. We might fight among ourselves to determine the owner- ship of a bone, but none of us would contend that fur flew to benefit the bone. We would not brag in public concerning our righteous- ness, nor weep in private because of our sins; and if I should seek a lonely spot and curl up to reflect concerning the evil I had done, I am sure I would fall asleep and dream of chasing a rabbit. I would not cultivate vices to take away my health, nor would I gather articles fashioned of metal, wood and fabric and count them great possessions. But it may be that I would find the life of a yellow dog a little too complicated and wish at times to be a stone Punishment NE may not believe in a theory of punishment; he must in any case accept punishment as a fact of exist- ence. The established order of things is law, and one may not violate it with impunity. Punishment will follow vio- lation as inevitably as reaction follows action. Persons who have avoided the task of training children hold to the belief that children may be trained without punishment —may be raised on love, as their phrase has it. It is true that one who trains children, colts or pups may avoid administering punishment, but the avoidance is merely a postponement. One cannot cheat a natural law. If punishment is not administered when earned it is held in reserve and accumulates interest against a day of settle- ment. One may dodge punishment for the moment; he cannot evade it When I was a small boy I frequently violated the laws laid down for my guidance and instruction. When my fault was discovered, as it usually was, my mother called required a partial disrobing, When I had assumed the posture best suited to her purpose she applied the back of a clothes brush where it would do the most good, and later exacted | honorably adhered to the but this was due to no excess of virtue, but rather to the inconvenience | experi- enced when I endeavored to sit down. Virtue is in large part the memory or fear of punishment and does us less credit than we think. I have heard men and women complain that the wicked living joyously in their sins to confound and trouble the faith of the virtuous poor. Indeed to my mind it seems me to her knee and, havin bent me across her lap. my promise to be a better boy promise for a number of hours, prosper and escape punishment, I have never conceded this. nonsense. Poverty is not a virtue, nor is the possession of wealth proof of wickedness. Those who are unable to get wealth may console themselves with the belief that their lac of it is due to an excess of virtue that would not toler- ate or countenance the methods necessary to acquire it, for man 1s ever eager to make a virtue of necessity and get what credit he may from circumstances he had no part in fashioning. Yet the assumption of virtue is no more than a sop to his vanity designed to soothe the sting of failure, and the ery that wealth is wicked is no more than the whine of envy. The industrious ; man who deals honor- ably prospers. Others are punished for their laziness, their nd compet t The failure would eal! the sin of incompetence and their raseality. the successful man; he has made good. of a course in the school of experience lies in down heaven's tne successfu man Ti e vi ? ' One who has been guilty of folly the punishment received and received his reward does not invite the lash a second time The value of history lies in the record of punishments against and hu- and if we profit little by the record it is because han the memory meted to t} use who sinned reason manity, the story of a punishment is less effective t of one. Punishment and the fear of it make good little boys and virtuous men, and the progress of civilization is the devel- opment of man’s ability in the business of making punish- ment certain and swift. Punishment is the handmaid of virtue can be a clothes brush or a Saint Helena. if a handmaid

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘ Yi * or when HEN the car is new the carbon has just been re moved and the valves expertly ground takes hills with splendid pulling power your engine How soon will the knocks begin to In 500 miles will the engine Will you have to hills which you ’ Will your car be to the develop? be badly carbonized ? shift should take so easily gears for these slow and unresponsive acceler ator pedal in traffic? knocks the Excess carbon is Carbon causes most great loss of power caused by improper lubrication or too rich a gasoline mixture Many automobiles run for thousands troubles. prop without carbon the of miles These erly lubricated are engines which are Keep down the carbon deposits the chief of breaks heat of 1000° F Even Ordinary oil cause down unde! the The when excessive carbon terrific 200 to out the engine oil 1S thinned first put in the engine, at operating tempera ordinary oil is to ture, thin leakage of gases past the piston too prevent VEEDOL LUBRICANTS ' REsIsT Heat | unburned oil paying a little more fo In consequence all the lubricating oil It passes the the is contaminated by fuel. the plugs; and carbons the piston heads Pistons and fouls valves, spark pistons, are often badly scored must be replaced. To meet this growing difficulty, en gineers experimented for years. They famous Faulkner Proc ess, used exclusively for the production of Veedol. Veedol heat. It reduces sediment by 86% The sedi ment test, illustrated by the two bottles at the discovered the resists right, shows clearly the superi- of Veedol oil film and almost no carbon. ority That means a heavy, durable Thousands of motorists have found that with the correct grade of Veedol in the crankcase and with a proper fuel mixture, they can drive their cars for thousands of miles with less carbon than Carbon does not form the ever before rapidly unless piston rings are worn out Make this simple test Drain oil from crankcase and fill with kerosene. Run engine very slowly on its own power for thirty seconds. Drain all maining 1n To remove kerosene re engine, refill with one Turn the about ten times, then drain mixture of kerosene oil refill to proper level with correct grade of Veedol kerosene the quart Veedol engine ove! and and vt f 4 f t enginet t c ‘ F ge « take offer » the su ly te fe is ran oilofknownquality, the averag Carbon causes ignition or knock ingon hills and in traffic This piston head shows the coating of carbon after 1 few hundred miles running with inferior oil pre Make a test run on familiar roads. Your car will have new pickup and power. It takes hills better and has a lower consumption of oil and gasoline. If the engine should continue to carbonize quickly it means that new piston rings are needed. Buy Veedol to-day Leading dealers have Veedol in stock. Ask for it to-day. Every Veedol dealer has a chart which the proper grade of Veedol for your car. The 100-page Veedol will save you help you keep your shows new book many dollars and Cal running at minimum cost. Send 10c for a copy. TIDE WATER OIL Sales Corporation 1518 Bowling Greea Bidg., New York City Branches and distributor nall principal cities in the United States and Canada heap r. By ecar owner can do away with a large percentage of his engine re- pair bills Signed { OW CLAYDI kngine rut \ lead i the gasoline engine June 5,1920 How soon does your engine begin to knock? After 500 miles? Or after 5000 miles? Veedol aster lafter Use .

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Se “Well, Iccy, you see there’s no fool like an old whaler. I'm taking her out the twelfth of June, son.”” He stared at his big lame hands a moment, then at Ichabod’s varnished shoes. ‘All the crew signed, too— except a second mate.” “You don't think I'm too young, sir?’ “Well, I was a second mate at sixteen, Iecy. And you're getting on to eighteen, and it’s time you went to sea—-before all the whales are killed off. It'd be a shame if a Bolsover didn’t see one whale blow, wouldn't it?” Ichabod laughed and perched on the desk, crowding questions at his father. But Bolsover was distracted and not easy. “IT didn’t put it in my letter, Iecy, but Abel Martin died Sunday. Better go and see Huldah, hadn't you?—and Erastus?” Ichabod choked. As second mate of the Glory he could not weep gracefully, but he was fond of his old schoolmaster and it hurt him to think of Huldah and Erastus “*T told Huldah I'd sent for you,”’ Bol- sover went on quietly, “so she'll be looking for you. Run along, Iccy.” He walked across the warm streets toward the cottage, trying to think of correct and dignified phrases of consolation and wishing that his suit was not so gayly blue. The Martin garden had a hedge of English privet, and it was too high for a glimpse of the flower beds, but he smelled the first wall- flowers of the summer, and early mignon- ette. They had taken down the academy sign from the white gate, he saw as he pushed through. Huldah was working over the roots of a currant bush with a trowel and humming to herself. Some threads of her pale hair had fallen on the black of her gown and glittered there. A butterfly danced above her head in the sunlight. All at once the scent of wallflowers seemed to him something blown out of paradise to cheer mortality, and Ichabod walked across the beds with tears running down his face. After a time Erastus came out of the cot- tage to speak to Huldah, and it is worth recording in the history of young brgthers that he turned smartly about and went back. But presently hunger brought him out again, and Ichabod strolled home mak- ing silly noises which he thought were songs, ar d forgetting to bow to people. He found Bolsover eating three-o’clock dinner and addressed him with dignity ‘I dare say, sir, that you might think me too young to be thinking of él “Bless your heart, Iccy,”’ said his father, “T don't at all! And Huldah wil! be a lot better off here than in Pearl Street. But sit down and eat something. You look kind of weak.” In fact, Ichabod was the only person much surprised by his marriage next day. Erastus Martin broke three of the best China vases in an hour after his installation in Orange Street, got tipsy on a bottle of Bolsover’s Marsala, found in the pantry neglected, and assumed airs of patronage toward the world when it dawned on him that he was to be the sole male resident of , THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE BOY FLAG Continued from Page 13 the palace for an unknown time. But he blubbered woefully on the morning of June twelfth. Huldah bore the business composedly, and Bolsover told Ichabod that he was proud of her when the Glory was slipping out be- tween the lighthouse and the sand spit on the other side of the channel Ichabod hardly heard this commendation. His eyes could see the whale walk on the roof in Orange Street above the elm tops for a long time. But in an hour the town had become a huddle of green and gray, with the gold peak of the spire like a fleck of fire drifting on the sky “If I was you,” said the first mate, Amos Hazzard, ‘I'd go take a slug of rum, Iccy, an’ ery my head off.” Ichabod hated rum and omitted that part of the counsel. But in a month he began to take heart, and proved a com- petent second mate with some coaching. Bolsover no longer repented bringing the boy to sea, and Ichabod’s passion for whale oil was amazing. The voyage fortunately was not long. It was short and lucky in all ways. Five fat and imprudent whales met the Glory east of Buenos Aires, where they had no right to be, and Ichabod saw a longboat smashed like a dry pod under the tail of one. He helped set Amos Hazzard’s arm, too, and learned ,to stand the stench of boiling whale meat while the oil was bubbling in the brick house on deck. At night he discussed matrimony with his father and worked on that unprinted epic, Nantucket, which Ralph Waldo Emerson afterward pronounced one of the most re markable poems ever written in English On April 15, 1858, the Glory of the Isle nosed into Nantucket Bay, scraping the bar, her filthy sails flapping in a mild breeze, the figurehead green with salt stains and weed. Ichabod shivered in this north- ern air and peered at the boats racing out from the vacant wharves, In his father’s honor the bell tolled from Orange Street and he saw his own catboat beating up in the throng of dories that drew aside and gave it precedence. Its sail flapped over as it came alongside and Huldah held up a bundle of shawls that wiggled curiously. Erastus cupped his hands and shouted against the roar of the crew that it was a boy, and Ichabod became a lunatic until he was somehow got ashore ‘“What's his name?”’ Bolsover asked on the wharf. “Oh, I haven’t named him, sir,’ said Huldah. “I couldn't think of that when his father wasn't here.” “And if lecy hadn't come home for four years, would you have let the poor little squid run round without any name, madam?” “Oh, father,”’ Ichabod protested, “he he doesn’t look anything like a squid!” “Better call him Steam Whistle,” said Erastus cruelly. ‘‘ He sounds like one.” Huldah fussed over his rheumatism and Ichabod consulted him on each small detailoftheyounger [echabod’ He remained a King with allthe honors. Hawk & Peabody always sent him word of the Glory’ growth ailings, and he read of her exploit with the pride of an old trainer wl wes his champion per forr Nothing troubles Nan- tucket except wind and fog The political brew of I858—59 . left the island caln Even \o the tumultuous summer of F 1860 did not bother the Bol “Lord, Girt, , sover house so much as the Don’t Cry unkind cutworms that a That Way! saulted Huldah’s flowers, and The Glory's were in turr issailed with Lucky. She Was Never Out More Than Three Years"’ whale oil, which } specific against garden pest The “*“And w y didn't u run up the bo flag, young man, ins'ead of frightening Iecy to death like that?” Bolsover d manded, pulling the bo eur “The what, sir?’’ “The boy flag,” said solsover, then sighed. Fhis generation ew nothing of old customs and devices, He wat ed I ibod and Huldah move off up the pier, then turned to the crowdir vy agents of oil houses, They were respectfully eager, not clamor ous as in the great days. He leaned on a barrel while he talked to them, and when he le ft it found hi blue leeve sme ired with something black, so looked back and beheld on the barrel'’s side, ‘‘ Kier’s Petro leum Mineral Fluid for Household Light- ing.” ‘‘Good heavens, Erastus,”’ he said, ‘‘do folks use that stuff here?” “W hy, of cour e, sir! Everybody Say it gives a lot more light than whale oil, and it don’t cost so much,” Bolsover groaned, partly from sorrow and partly as the wind roused his rheu matism. In Orange Street Ichabod was watching his son blow bubbles in his eve ning bath, and still apol wizing to Huldah for his unmanly desertion of her in the most abject manner. Huldah thought that her husband looked like the King Arthur of Mr. Tennyson's pretty poems, though his daguerreotypes do not show I } young male, abod a more comely than the ordinary and his jaw was too heavy for real beauty. le was quite bewildered at finding him self a parent, and Bolsover could not laugh at him ‘Il was never at home when any of the boys were born, Teey I never knew until I'd come in and see the boy fl ivy up ra “Was there a special flag, father Oh yes, I’ve heard of that! Good Lord, sir, he might have died without my knowing anything about it!” Bolsover sighed again, and listened to Ichabod’s dark fancies of what might have happened. Next morning he sold the Glory of the Isle to Hawk & Peabody, merchant New Bedford. His hand shivered on the signature and the check was as loathsome as a death warrant, but he threw a veil over his sorrow and settled down to the slow comfort of his house and his family. yreat gale of that eptember did the last ome damaye, and Bolsover was con oling Huldah for this when Erastus trotted in with news that the Glory wa rossing the blooms bar. In half an hour her capt ing sherry in the parlor menting the storm He hue i n New Bedford two day nee und a wave had removed three seame! i harpooner and his first mate forever from the Glory’ deck I'll have to ign on men here (apr Bolsover — that’ iy, if | can get ar You'll have no ditfhieult M Cob} uid Bolsover, sure that Nantucket would ee the Glory ipplied with her best blood ‘lecy, go along down street and tell some of the men.” Ichabod went down Main Street to the wharves, where men lounged and looked at the trim ship, But he was pleasantly jeered “Go out under Sammy Cobh, I aid Ithuriel Hazzard, the harpoons Not for ten dollars gold a da He ain't a ailor He's a long hore cler} Hiaw A Peabody must be crazy sendin’ the Glor out with a fool like that Would you sign on if I can find a good first mate “To be sure,” said Hazzard, “and bri: along some of my boys with me.”’ But there wae no first mate ready to sa under Samuel Cobb, and Ichabod went hack to Orange Street gloomils Col wore, disregarding Huldab in the nex room feeding the baby his evening bre and milk “There’s no men left on Nantuck« Well, dammit, I'll try Edgartown the put back to Bedford. No one that ! first mate’s berth and pay? It’s a fine state of things!” Bolsover writhed in the deep where his rheumatism held him, and at his son ““Nonsense, sir, you've only to cruise round the town and you'll pick first mates! I know Nantucket be than “Humph!” said Cobb yur th young fellow ilKe ivir { ire Well, now it come toa prett I can't find a mate and best whaler ever

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Built Kor “Busy” Boys— And Guaranteed And it’s and 1s as hard on clothes! hike his lite on certainly are ARBLES ime that every boy loves M to breathe his seat one ure to the next any wonder s, then “mar Dubbelbilt ar comes —at tug-and very thoroughly built into Boys’ bole to vuardailee Six the name Notice s, browns, ime prices urs, It Clothes, noney a Dubbelbilt Boys DUBBELBILT clothes Cavenelle Finished Six Months’ Service Guaranteed elling Dubbelb order BOYS’ CLOTHES, Ine New York City R } , wanda Way He looked at Ichabod over his glass and grinned. ‘It’s the same everywhere. The boys ain’t what their fathers was, and **Sir,” said Bolsover, “*my son has “T'll go, of course,” Ichabod said, and walked into the dining room, shutting the doors behind him. Huldah smiled up from her duties toward the lesser Ichabod and thought her husband more like King Ar- thur than ever as he spoke: “It'll break father’s heart if the Glory puts out without any Nantucket men on her, and—I’m going. Please forgive me “Oh,” said Huldah after a breath that seemed to fill her throat with hot sand, ‘of course you must! And what books shall I pack up for you, dear?” Hazzard and three of his innumerable sons followed Ichabod. The town assem- bled to cheer the Glory out, and Bolsover watched her flag dip from the whale walk on the roof. They had gilded her figure- head now, but her lines were not altered. She was still the finest ship in the trade, and he was sure that she had the best first mate, Huldah agreed with him, then sobbed and leaned on the flagpole. The old man wondered suddenly if all women loved their husbands so. ““We'll send letters off to all the consuls in South America, Huldah, and the mails are better than they used to be. You'll hear from Iecy everywhere he makes port. 1—oh, Lord, girl, don't cry that way! The Glory’s lucky. She was never out more than three years,” Huldah dried her eyes obediently and helped him down the ladder into the attic. They drank champagne for supper, but something was wrong with the flavor, and the baby wailed upstairs in a dreary low fashion. The house seemed deadly silent without Ichabod’s Bolsover re- pented his part in this act and began tostudy the consular map. He spent days devising a mail system and cursed the sloth of the South American states which had no tele graph then. The mutter of trouble on the mainland passed by him so completely that the shout rattling up from the night steam- boat of April twelfth only thrilled him in the hope that the Glory had found a school of lazy whales and hgd come back full. But Erastus panted in with other news: “They've started firing on Fort Sumter! And I’m thirteen and that’s old enough to be a drum is “Shut your mouth, sir!” roared Bolsover in a voice heard all down Orange Street. “Shut your mouth and don’t frighten your sister!” He shook with cold. He knew the men of the Southern ports too well to fancy they would shrink from war at sea. They would arm their fast and the new cotton steamboats and go out. Put he found that a truthful man can lie gallantly ind halfway came to believe his silly state Huldah She smiled her sewing and agreed that Iccy would hear the news at Buenos Aires or the Straits and put back before there could be any danger. On May fourth Bolsover interrupted his a prophet and went up to the attic, where there was a chestful of flags He got out one, coughing in the fumes of lavender, and bore it down to Erastus, who was amusing young Ichabod by telling the fat child that he wasn’t the baby any more “You'll up the second they sight the Glory, Erastus, or look out fora ” ” whistle schooners ments to over fluency as run this thrashing, sir Erastus looked at the flag, bright red with black bars that crossed from corner to corner, and asked what it was. “It means in the house, young man. Now keep it in your room and remember what I said!” Erastus kept the flag in his room, TI ey named the second son Abel for his mother’s father, and Bolsover told Huldah that Ichabod must be in by the end of summer at the latest. He walked the streets, more ilent eve ry day, and went to the wharf to meet each steamer. He ost of his time whale walk in er, though, and his mind was filled with old memories of waves that dash over slanting decks, and how whales are the moment of death. His eye watching the perilous South On February 25, 1862, the Glory rode into the bay of Caliao, and Ichabod beamed at the Peruvian shore and the white houses of the filthy town. Captain Cobb swag- gered for the benefit of the port officers and boasted about their great catch in the South Pacific. The Glory was full of oil. Extra casks were cleated to the deck. there’s a | oy spent rm on the clear weat! never docile in grew dull June 5,1920 “Hey,” said the Peruvian official, scrib- bling the ship’s name and the date of her sailing from New Bedford, “‘an’ I ’ope you get—-you say it safe? Yez, safe. I do ’ope you get safe backly there. Thees war ——”’ **What war?” cried Cobb. Ichabod did not believe it when the Peruvian explained in battered English and chipped French. The crew laughed. But the English consul had copies of the London Times, and one as late as Decem- ber 5, 1861, was tragic with battles and news of the blockade. Captain Cobb fell into grisly thought, and Ichabod sat playing with the consul’s inkwell. **We could run up to San Francisco and sell off there,” the captain muttered, “but dunno what they'd say in Bedford.”’ This doubt held him to the regular course. The Glory sailed southward after two days in Callao. But at the Straits there was worse news from the mate of an English bark. The Southern privateers and cruisers were plundering any ship with a Northern flag; oil was worth its weight in gold at the Southern ports; there was no safety at sea for the Glory and her freight. “IT ought to’ve put back to San Fran- cisco,”’ said Cobb. “We're halfway home,” Ichabod frowned, “and we want to get home.” He was preyed on by fancies of Nan- tucket under the war cloud. The streets would be even more empty, with the boys scattered off. The sandy farms would be weedy or tilled by women. The friends of his childhood he saw in a myriad postures of combat. Erastus might be gone with the rest. His father might be dead now and Huldah quite alone with the child in the echoing house, “We'll have to take our chances,”’ Cobb whined, and had the ship hug the Argen- tine coast through the rain and mist of the South Atlantie April. Ichabod had learned to despise this man as a fool and something of a bully. Cobb had no dignity The men laughed behind his back, and now with the risk ahead they talked in clusters on the dirty decks that soon smelled of pitch and spilled oil as the sun became terrible and the equator drew near. “I don’t see how you can set round and write poetry,”’ Cobb fretted. He drank rum and lime juice at night and his eyes were hollowed with sleepless- ne His voice jangled and jarred. He talked of what Hawk & Peabody would say if the Glory were lost, and argued against himself the chance of prison in the South in long monologues thet lasted for hours. On first of May the Glory lazied over the line under a sky like milk. *Now,” said Cotsb, “‘ we're likelier to run into someone, ain’t we? And we can’t sail away from a Do you think they’ve got a-plenty of steamers? What colors did that Englishman say they flew?” Ichabod could not remember, and went on deck to be done with Cobb’s voice. The Nantucket men gathered about him. Young Jim Hazzard had dreamed that the town had been sacked by a Confederate squadron and was worrying about his cottage by the wharves “Rubbish! said Ichabod. “* Theycouldn’t get near the island!” ‘But my, lecy,” old Hazzard chuckled, ““wouldn’t your daddy’s house be a mark, though— and them new explodin’ shells!” Ichabod raised his eyes to the slack sails and wished he could remember how sweet fern and bay leaf smell. The Glory rocked north so slowly that his torture ebbed into a blank like the pause between nightmare and sense. The ship’s minstrel had a banjo, and he tried to learn to play it, though Huldah disliked banjos. He won- dered if Orange Street was warm now, and whether his son could talk dexterously, and whether his father could still limp about, or if the rheumatism nailed him to his chair by the parlor windows. All his thought circled back to the shrine, and the war was a vague dream, not credible, since the latitudes fell away and brought him nearer. It was deadly hot. The men sat half naked on the planks and cursed the winds that failed them every day. There was warm fog and rain fell wearily in soft flutters. But one night the air burned, and Ichabod sat beside the wheel watching the stars until he fell asleep and a sound woke him like the slam of a door. “Did you hear suthin’, sir?” the helms- man asked. “I thought so. 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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ~~ -- In early China there was a i form of punishment known ' as the Bastinado, which con- sisted of light taps on the feet with a small stick of bamboo. The constant rep- 4 etition of the tapping re- a duced the strongest man to nervous exhaustion | a ! * a Hatigue—the greatest enemy if > ss . | you have in your work today ‘ , o ; ! yf Every vear 800,000 serious industrial that men and women in various ways waste their accidents occur in the United States, — Prectous energy. ; 4 Authorities claim that 83% of them It is because of this waste that they become would have been prevented had the worker not been fatigued. i hroughout the world tremendous efforts are being made to prevent the man who works with hand or brain from becoming over-fatigued. Frank B. Gilbreth, whose books, “Fatigut Study”’ and ‘Motion Study,” are landmarks, is constantly devising new ways to eliminate fatigue. The Society of Industrial Engineers has recently appointed a committee of noted men to study means to prevent unnecessary fatigue. To help solve this important problem, an in- genious machine has been devised in England, the London School of Medicine, during her recent visit to America announced the results which had been obtained with its use. One of the most important results established is O'Sullivan’s Heels |... .~ Absorb the shocks that tire you out over-fatigued in their daily tasks. This is why so many fail and meet defeat. One of the greatest of these wastes comes from pounding away energy on hard pavements. Every step you take with hard leather heels or “*dead”’ rubber heels acts as a hammer blow to your deli- cate nervous system. The constant repetition of the shocks from your 8000 steps a day tends to exhaust your energy—to produce fatigue. Remove this cause of fatigue You can do much to prevent this condi tion. You can eliminate the shocks of pounding hard heels on still harder pave ments. O’Sullivan’s Heels absorb the of rubber are blended by a special formula. Stop pounding away your energy. Go to your shoe repairer today and have O’Sullivan’s Heels put on your shoes. hard heels you are pounding away your enerey which makes it possible to determine the state of | shocks that tire you out. i fatigue of the individual. Tosecure the resiliency, the springiness Dr. Winifred Cullis, Professor of Physiology at of O’Sullivan’s Heels, the highest grades Va i

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Concluded from Page 74 lam ance Cobb hip bristled ring mer ed another ” mile apart, sir, Ha i The harpoo ) recall 1813, and Ichabod lists o irawling on witha nder at the ¢ lu! ( of It’ getting nea > ‘and there ain't a breath.’ The and the re nape Sometime it the « » } ny, pu uch siaughter Cobb guessed, red flashes took Ichabod thought ontending hull dawn noise grew ! could make o and j came and the sea lit so brig they could see the shtiy th eap of a mast up from the red heart of the ecl If the Southern boat’s won,” drawled Hazzard | But the ‘we're “) anal the el pees flag of the con teamer blew for a second n of the Glory cheered, and pre iptain Closser, U. S. S. Peekskill, boatswain, and the addition would be wel in rose out compliments b i nvitation to breakfast, with any ship’ enter me Cobb Wia;r hip ina ¢ i they and Ichabod were rowed ptain ( lo meeting a Confederate ergenially wouldn’t mind wer at me “Thi Well, her powder blew her hell high and all we e got Ain't it Was a regular pitiire is two of her crew and this otficer the devil?” lel looked at the groove hot on b below, undertaken Captain Peekskill would t now sne was the heard where Closser ink if badly hacked ‘You're a Nantucketer, ain't you, Mr > Well, Um a Marblehead man Come Breakfast ought to and the por repair were admitted that the the sea rose ju Bol over myself be ready The ‘ as they lered how New York with her paddle they all up to bow wher idled in, draped in a nightshi misfit breeche He looked who realized Charley Terrill a erate otficer “Oh, my Lord, , ‘wherever did you drop off of? ire all the whale , Hle sat beside Ichabod and asked about cruise and laughed when he heard of hi war along Ichabod and won ild make crippled, But 1 tall boy and some Ichabod, a Conted of a dream. Terrill, And how tounded cotter ill co Kil calm officers a complained of oon the Peel got with th late arrival in the “But I'm mighty glad you weren't home when we shelled the tar off Nantucket, las’ Well, sir, she burned fine, and— oh, it down, vou big fool! You're the easiest week tensed man I ever did see Ichabod sat down and tried to laugh, but his heart was still hammering, and after breakfast he got Terrill aside in the shade of a box The Riehmond boy grinned and head paddle hook hi THE SATURDAY ‘I don’t think y of our boats d be crazy enough to Nantucket, Iecy. Too much shoal water, and what's the good of hellin’ a little place like that? Lord, how I’m sorry | teased you.” listened to Ichabod’ exposition of the reasons why the idea of Nantucket under fire hurt him, and beamed at the end. ‘I do wish | could orate like that. There’s a young lady lives in Lexington that — but I don’t believe there’s any such baby as that you say’ you've got. They’d put him in a glass case like they do clocks.” Captain Closser consented to mail a letter for Ichabod in New York, and shrugged at the suggestion of Confederate privateers north of Long Island. He loaned his cabin desk to Ichabod and waited while the long letter was written ““We ought to make New York in three days with luck. But I'd tell your captain to stay out a until you're off ¢ Cod. And don’t get friendly with that don’t show colors, either.” ‘What colors do they fly : bod, licking the mucilage. Closser opened a chest and flung on the desk a red flag with crossed stripes of blue bearing stars “That’s what most white with a red union. This one mostly.” Ichabod studied the banner and noted its colors. The Peekskill fired a salute, and the Glory slipped north again into the empty circle of sky and the slow wind pushed her toward the New England She nothing but fog, and Cobb be came brave. He made a point of assuring the Nantucket men they should be lar on the island, but his swagger wilted when fog dropped thick on the twentieth of June and through it the sound of ur paddles brought the ship silent if peered into the drift for the possible glimy of the red flag, and that night he dreamed of standing on Nantucket wharf with the moldering still and that Erastus was led past him loaded with chains to be shot ayainst a wall Monstrous gray officers clanked to and fro and waved si that prinkled blood on the cobbles of Main Street. He woke witha yell that made the h halt on deck. “Lord, though,’ said Cobb at breakfast, juadron could sail right Boston in a fog like this, and— well, I’ve been * we'd better make for edford, Bolsover,” ‘ igned on to be tucket,”’ Ichabod stated. But he could not be very angry now, forty miles from home. He the litter from his cabin and to pack hi books. <A charitable came up and swept the Glory along all day, so that when sunset was near the man at lookout saw Martha’s Vineyard plainly, and there was a moon half the night. Ichabod sat in shirt and trousers drinking black coffee and planning how to greet his son, who wouldn't him He st ypped resenting Cobb's grating snore, and the motion of the Glory tackle you got! ways ape hips asked Icha- of tl It’s kind of mixed. em show—or met ded tie town ber wat into straigut Nar landed at began to clear W ind | now EVENING POST lulled him to a stark sleep that held until he woke into fog that oozed through his door. “That ought to be the Brant Point light,”’ said old Hazzard, squatted near the bows, indicating a glow, “‘but’s hard to tell.”’ “TIT could swim in from here,” Ichabod grinned, stamping on the wet planks, for the fog was cold at this hour. The ship was mere mist in the mist, her sails invisible. Yet suddenly there came the noise of a bell striking far off four times like the chime of a music box, and after its note had ceased a cock crowed. ‘We must be right off the channel Hazzard laughed. ‘Better go get dressed up, Iecy—and I guess you won’t ever go whalin’ again, will you?” Light came in the gray vapor gent ly, and the star of the Brant Point lamp waned us day began. The crew filed up, excited and chaffing the Nantucket men, and Cobb came on dec k. “I'd hate to risk bar,”’ he said, *‘ but I'll take her in so’s and the men can land in style.” He the wheel and gave pompou ly. kk abod stood be ide him tremulous, and the fog lifted enough to ow the bay’s mouth and the two points of sand. The Glory sagged in toward her nitive port, and Ichabod smiled, thinking that she would surprise the town stealing in. Between the points he could hear the rustle of beach grass, and then as the Glory pas ed over the bar the fog rose in rags from the water and rolled back up the bay, up the slope of the sleeping town, and a wind filled the Glory’s sails with a vast rattle e blocks. She swung splen- didly in toward Nantucket. Ichabod gazed at the trees about Orange Street, and a flag hanging limp ripple d out from a pole the church tower, and its it the light—red as blood, with dark stripes. He heard Cobb’s breath a sob, and the captain threw his st the wheel. ’ took the town!” he wailed. “Help get her round, Bolsover, for ag “That's the rebel flag!”’ a man howled. The deck felt soft under Ichabod’s bare feet. He glared at the captured wharves and filled his lungs with air. “Get her out quick,” he said, ‘before you're seen! So long!” He threw himself into the bay and sank deep in its chill. When he came up gurgling the Glory had slued about. He could read the hed letters of her name on the stern, and struck out for with a prayer that she might escape. There must be batferies masked in the beach grass of the and the two small anchored ships might be Confederate cruisers. But he was thinking too fast for reason. He must get to Orange Street. Even if he was caught they must let him see his wife and his father. If they were prisoners he would be a prisoner too. He swam in long dives, and at last one of the piles of South Wharf bruised his shoulder. As he climbed the ladder beside it he saw the Glory in the gettin’ stuck on the you took orders rom ti near col rs caug crossed go tarni shore points, June 5,1920 channel halfway to the safety of the outer sound, and sobbed with relief; then set off, dodging behind barrels and piled lumber. There were no sentinels in sight when he came to the foot of Main Street and looked up its shadows cut by the cross lights from the east. But he saw a man passing the brown Pacific Bank two blocks up and cowered back of a tree until the figure vanished, for the coat seemed gray. Then he raced along the sidewalk and came to the corner of Orange Street—empty too. The flag he could not see, but it must hang from some pole near his father’s house, and he peered for the sentry who would be on duty at the Confederate headquarters. No one showed in the glowing street, and he ran on to the very door of the tall house All the windows of the second floor were wide, and the wallflowers in the garden must be open, for he smelled them and did not care if a thousand enemies were in wait, He had come home! Ichabod flung him- self at the polished door and pounded it with both fists when he found it locked. A shutter of the house opposite clicked, and he saw old Mrs. Starbuck gaping at him. Then Erastus put his head out of the window above the door and rubbed his eyes on the sleeve of his nightshirt. “*Mercy,” he said, ‘‘what’s the matter? Oh!” He disappeared with'a yelp, and his descent of the stairs could be heard like the noise of a loose barrel. Ichabod stared into the hall over the boy’s shoulder and fought off the arms about him. ‘Do they let you out? Are you all “Golly, you’re wet !’’ said Erastus. ‘‘Why, did you fall overboard?” ‘I swam in. Where’s Huldah? did they take the town? Have they — “Don’t talk so loud,” Erastus urged, winding himself about Ichabod again. “I'll get Huldah and your father down. Don't go upstairs—he’s asleep. They were up all night with him. Say, the loudest yellin’ baby I ever—did you see the flag? Say, I’ve had to run that up ever since Huldah got your letter from New York, and I’m—there’s your father!” Solsover was too self-controlled to start when he saw the sailor pale and wet in the hall. He managed a stately grin. “Well, Iecy, it’s about time. Did you the boy flag? We've had it up for a week, What kind of a voy aa Here Abel Bolsover woke and began a long howl of annoyance in his nursery. Ichabod leaned on the wall and gasped, the phantoms departing from his brain; then he laughed and went upstairs to meet his new son The crew of the Glory never told the joke until it was so old that it passes to-day for a lie when ancient men gather and prattle of times gone by in the shade of the elms that still cover Nantucket. You may hear its echo, though, at their meetings, faint and idle like the kind wind that passes over the island stirring its many flags. When he’s see

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a —— = SSS = ne Se RF TS” — ee over the shoulder an efficient-looking Mauser and a full bandolier The first business of the day was to get an interpreter. We proceeded therefore, as I learned to do six years ago in Belgium, to a certain school of languages. There we found the Herr Professor, who, instead of sending out for an interpreter, himself en- tered our employ with alacrity. The Herr Professor, it appeared within five minutes, used to run a language school at San Fran- cisco. He had taught French, German, Spanish and Italian to half of who's who in California. At first I attributed his alac- rity to the joy of seeing Americans again. Like about one-third of Germany he cherishes the almost impossible ambition of returning to America. If he ever sees these lines I hope he will not mind my say- ng that I now attribute another motive. Americans, with their money in dollars, paying his expenses—-it was a chance to get fed! Two days before I had invited a not inknown German, a doctor of laws with a good job as German jobs go now, to lunch- eon with me in the best Stuttgart restau- rant. ‘IT trust you won’t mind my manners,” he said as we sat down. ‘‘I shall be wolfish! | haven't been near to food like this for six months.” | Another whom I invited to the same incheon hesitated and said finally: ‘‘ You must understand that it will be a great reat to me, but I can’t return your hos- pitality in kind.” So the Herr Professor agreed to go with us as long as we needed him, even though the job involved going under fire— which is ust what it did involve within forty-eight urs, We proceeded to the State House, its gray and solid back reflected in a pretty park lake- the headquarters of the work- men, the insurgents, the reds, or whatever they were A harricade of barbed wire lashed the way to the State House door. Che chief sentry had a full soldier uniform. ife spoke a little formal English, which, he explained, he had learned from a book in the trenches of the Western Front. So being persuaded that we were what we pre Before the mair entrance stood a truck, spilling over wit} armed men—armed not only with rifles but with potato-masher grenades. Along the wall which divided the grounds from the park lake sat thirty or forty rough, stubby men in working clothes, smoking ersatz ' j tended to be, he passed us ( cigarettes or munching black bread. As we watched two soldiers came through the door bearing sheaves of guns, festoons of bando- liers, and began to equip them Inside the stately corridors the winding marble stairways bubbled with confusion. Through the armed red guards, through knots of plain citizens who seemed all to be isking very energetically for something mpossible to grant, we pushed our way to what seemed the focus of interest, a door at the head of a corridor before which a long ne waited. Yes, the guard at the door informed us, this was the office of Com- rade Stahl of the central committee for Dusseldorf, whom we should see. The magic words, ‘“‘American press,” got us in ahead of the line. Comrade Stahl In the corner of this room, until last week the office of some government funectionary, stood two cots, the gray oldier blankets crumpled and_ tossed In the corner lay the unwashed dishes of two breakfasts; the atmosphere was foul with the odors of sleep, heavy with to haceo smoke. At a table sat eight or ten men, prevailingly of the workingman type. All of these wore mufflers or scarfs folded stockwise about their throats; for oap and laundry materials, to say noth ng of cloth, are so expensive now that German workingmen in general have given up the overshirt. The only white \irt and collar decorated the person of Comrade Stahl at the head of the table. He alone did not look like a workman. He had a clean-cut, intellectual face, and wore his mustache and goatee like Na- poleon III. Before he gave his attention to us we watched the routine of his office A citizen would enter, ask for some privilege—usually a pass to circulate after closing hours—give his name, busi- ness and reasons. Comrade Stahl would THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE RUHR AFLAME (Continued from Page 15) A moment of quick discussion, a vote about the table, and it was done or refused. If done, Com- rade Stahl thumped a slip of paper most emphatically with a rubber stamp If refused, the citizen was hustled away un- ceremoniously. Comrade Stahl, being interviewed, de nied that this was a red movement, or at least an all-red one. ““We are finished with militarism,” he aid. ‘*The Noske troops, the Reichswehr, are as bad as the Baltie troops. They are monarchists and militarist If they had their way the workman would be fighting France again. We do not need troops from Berlin to keep order in the Ruhr. We will raise our own police among the working men. This town is orderly, isn’t it? The two Socialist parties have combined with the Communists. You see men with red brassards. They are revolutionaries. But you see others with green-and-white bras sards, don’t you? They are workingmen of the state police.” “Then this has nothing to do with the Social revolution?” I asked Comrade Stahl hesitated, perhaps be- cause his committee was listening ‘We want,” he said finally, ‘‘to see that this new government puts in a thorough Socialist program | put the case to his committee Perhaps we'll enforce that later. But first we must put down militarism. The workmen of this district’ here Comrade Stahl exploded — “ will never, never be bullied by reactionary drill ser- geants again!” He admitted that Essen, where the cen- tral revolutionary committee was then forming, took generally a more extreme view. I thought at the time that Comrade Stahl, in playing up antimilitarism and playing down the Social revolution, was merely putting forward his best-selling point. I had yet to learn that it was at the moment a very fair summary of the situa- tion—as regarded Diisseldorf. “The Reichswehr troops are falling back on Wesel,”’ he added. In the British Zone 4 morning's search revealed no sharper news than tt The two Socialist editors whom we saw had nothing to offer but gen- eral remarks on the people’s revolution, Try to pin them down to something specific and they began at oncea soap box oration — like the populist who brightened up the funeral with a few remarks on the free and unlimited coinage of silver at a ratio of sixteen to one In one of those offices we met a woman whom— had we been better informed —we should have lingered to interview. She was a short, rather dumpy person of middle age, with an intent face, a knotted brow and a pair of brown, unhappy eyes. She wore, even in office hours, coat as simple as a soldier's and one of those a lor gz. all-enve lop ng eemed respectable unbecoming hat ) Germany. This was Frau Agne Inend ol Rosa Luxemburg and Emma Goldman, a force in German revolutionary Socialism, From the meeting of the National Assem- bly, to which she is a delegate, she had re- turned to the scene of action But that afternoon we found in a town some seven or eight mile V Britons who illuminated the whole thing The zone of actual occupation, exce pt fo theCologne-C oblenz-Mayence bridgehead is confined to the left bank of the Rhine Diisseldorf and most of the roaring Ruhr in the fifty-kilometer neutral zone of the right bank. The district on the left bani from opposite Diisseldorf to the Dutel border is held by the Belgiar But into the right bank, to a point seven or eight miles from Diisseldorf. thrusts the cirel of the British bridgehead of Cologne ©) its extreme outposts two British oflicers rule solitary in this little hamlet over civilian affairs. We found them clean-cut, scrub bedly imperturbable, most glad to see strangers of their own speech and most thoroughly informed. Indeed as I listened to their detached, impartial summary of the situation | felt | knew why Brita furnished at all her outposts by such ca!n political intelligence as tnese, govert “a the world Careful Planning The general strike, called by the Ebert government to get rid of Kapp—they said had begun on Monday of the weel before. In all the early days of that week the region had quivered with rumors that something was stirring from the left. On Thursday an army of workingmen, thor oughly equipped with infantry weapor sprang up at Hagen, one of the mining cities, as though by spontaneous genera tion. They were perfectly organized; t} seemed to know exactly what todo. Ev automobile truck in the region, every drop of gasoline, was commandeered at once. B nignt they were moving southward. A they went on the towns in their path rose and joined them Someone had apparently planned the whole thing, even to its minutest detail, in advance. Near Elberfeld, and on the edge of the British advanced zone, they er countered the largest body of government troops in the regior It had apparent! upon news of the Hagen uprising, beer ‘ rapidly thrown togetner in order to defend Disseldorf, The ensuing fight was murderous, co! sidering it was conducted almost without artillery. The chief of the two Britons had heen down to Sol ngen, where 1500 Rei« wehr troops, fleeing in utter defeat to occu pied territory, had been interned by th British “Their office: told me,” he said, “that nowhere in the war had they encountered Red Troops Before Captured German Barracks, With One of Their Army Nurses. These are the Men Who Expetied Their Own Council in Dusseidorf and Installed a More Radical Group fu f attach [wo batta » com mander uid that they had La third of their streng nt ed or wounded before they broke Now the Reichswehr troops which re mained were trying to get through a hostile country to concentrat« ” he fe ‘ of Wesel, down the Rhine conservative city toward Holland ‘It a workingmet movement aga the army,” said the chief Ihe Democrats and Independent ela eem so far to have the upper hand bh Communists and Spartacists are Joining in Just now because the movement ts violent I suppose, though, that the real reds w want to cut loose and keep up the ow a on as the others show any sign of drawing Probably they'll with them.” the general rule of revo in and making term pull a lot of the other That, of course lution a sweep from right to left alv “There must have been lively act cluded, “judging from firing this morning.” 1 looked at the wire hound, and the hound bent his brown eye almost reproac! fully on me. “The firing?’ again,” he « I said, too amazed to bluff ‘Oh, yes, probably you wouldn't he: Dusseldorf the towr make ich a racket I'he must have taken D nury lown the river because the row Larted there tl morning at dawr artillery, a well as small arn It stopped before noor but there been a beautiful racket all da to the nort? “Englishman,” | said, “the America reporter 1 unexcelled fo quickness i speed He feels events before they happer [he Briton is slow—slow. From. th ae pths of your ignorance wou ou kind d ‘ enlighten our omniscience? Where deuce do we go?”’ Che Briton laughed. ‘Wesel’s the place,”” he said. “The rey lution will be made or broken at. Wesel. I don't know how you can get there, but I jolly well wish I could get away from thi desk and go wit! uu to see the ort The News Confirmed We rushed our little three-wheete r ear taxicab back to Dusseldorf and pr ceeded straight into the pre nee of Con le Stahl hall never kr NV whethe his political absorption, | ad forgotter that morning to tell us that there wa t rhting, or whether he had just rece ed it new At ar rate Oh, certainly!” he uid We have flicted two sharp defeat mn the ( 1a We have driven the R ! et of Du berg We have Wess ind oye Rushing back to the hot we held a quick council of war, with the wire th mat objective 1 trateg s! ve | App the rgents on the rig ! I portation vould be d ‘ t I i tional ill tran betweet I) eid | duisburg would he ed Mor over, even if all the telep! ne } tele yrach wires were not alread it, the r 1 be loaded with n i Message and probably ensored t the nine A look at the map ¢ ‘ i ida ‘ lea A bridge cross¢ thy Rhine ‘ Wesel. The left bank He i pied ‘ or By the left bridgehead st the hamlet of Buderich. | ‘ } he Belgian were aire on Rhuderich with a real force The keep an open wire tror it ba i they were the same 1 and con moda ing Warrior I had kr A m the da of 1914 they would help u iong as the bridgehe if ep ope we might dodge back and fort} betweer Wesel and Buderich the ne na the wire Even if the i irgent made ta tight siege news wouid drit eu ne river, We must cross the Rhin« Bels occupied territory and see if we 1y find rail, trolley or wagor t whech would land us in Wese! tt The Herr Professor was shot find out all about trains a tramways, The nimble carcely unlocked his |} he unfolded his elfin typ tweaked in paper and car ginning: ‘* Dusseldorf 17,2¢ ‘ (Continued on Page 81

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Continued from Page 79 sutdrove Reichswehr from Duisburg smorn- ing. Well-informed observers say The Herr Professor returned with alter- native plans. At one minute after seven there started from the Central Square a suburban trolley train which crossed the river and in two or three hours landed at Moers, ten or twelve miles from Biideri« Probably there a horse iage could be hired for a few hundred marks to t us the rest of the way. We might by that plan reach action before midnight. At eight thirty another trolley ran to Crefeld, far

down by the Belgian border. From the two chang Biidericl unless schedules should have been altered in the course of this troubled evening. That was the ever-uncertain point. We decided on the first course. The wire hound glanced is wrist and took command. -forty-five,”” he said. “Prof, you 1 } uv some chocolate and crackers

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r Lord knows when we eat! Bill, pack up Then sweeten the porter twenty marks and l¢ him to come up here I want him to vot the tuff by heets to the central fhe Give me as much time a or Rest I ean do. I've got to be filing all night

I ry the Wwa\ Trons As he spoke his fingers were still going u ng for the breakfast tables of the vorld next morning: “Claims workmer rising unconcerned Social revolution.” 0 closely, and there were ut the payment of the bil tab] witl and camera in a little was six-fiftyv-four even minutes to make the trolley. We tiled \ oOcK away we W it star ‘Tt is t top for passengers along the ne!” cried the Herr Professor “Then tell him to get it!”’ we cried, and e Herr Professor rose and poured out German in the accents of a drill sergeant Che horse began t pe, to gallop, to rur We leaned out of the cab and cheered hi ” The populace stopped and watched » stared it lf minded 1 to stop this exhibition of reactionarv haste the red guards along the

. 1 frowning perplexity thoug} The car gained, and all seemed lost. It hesitated at a corner, but only to let a oaded with soldiers pass, and we It started again, and again all lost. But a block ahead we saw a group waiting on a street corner. Hope wned. We just got our bags aboard be ravit

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in imperious German, snapped the door it. The driver, who perceived our fix is the wire hound swung mv hag aboard had showr presence of mind by charging xt mart The Missing Pass tric tral Was The lor gy suburhar elec ! crowded to the door Apparently the air of Disseldorf was already growing ur healthful for some of the more timid inha tant | saw a group near me drawing papers from the pockets, examining then The Herr Professor cocked his ear

“The Belgians have cios the bridge again,’’ he said. ‘‘They'll examine us be fore they let us proces Al] Germans must have a pass to cross the bridge. It’s luel I got one last month.” He drew out his portfolio with easy a uranece, and his fingers flew faster and faster as he went through his paper “Himmel! Havel got it?’”’ he exclaimed iddenly He had not A thorough search of the remotest cavities in his clothing revealed nothing more official than a birth certificaté ‘Come on! We've got to have an inter to make it to-nicht ‘You speak Frenc!] reter if we're going aid the wire hound Bill. Bluff it!” By now we were stopped at the bridge Everyone was piling out In the gray twilight and the blue-whit« glare of two electric are lights we could se« a cordon of brown Belgian troons draw across the way, white tassels to-cing fron the peaks of their jaunty cay To rig ind left were other Belgians, but these wore grim helmets; and we could see the zzle of a machine gun pointing sugges- ively in our direction. A crowd two blocks ng, the passengers from half a dozen trains, now piled up on the bridge, strung t

out before a shed labeled ‘‘Contrdle. It was half an hour of anxiety before we bucked our bag up to the wicket Our American passperts carried the wire hound and me thr fes or’s pir ough at th certil KK all my blandishment por tance of ute storm from the Belgiar "Ne broug! t sergeant for a German interpreter “We will be respons I said arn after a minute crowd of ‘ oO thre bac ’ es, and who w growled the sergeant ‘orthwit to or IS On a ugh, W h we w 1¢e side The We tried ere caught searched for arm the bridgehead Diisseldorf we went, off whi look not Jack to le the Herr Professor rm < in his with } ‘k at the point of a bayonet Ller bit mere | tried explaining the im- uur mission and the necessity ble for this mar be responsible to?’ ‘Sent 1’ hoved by force of guards forgot u unostentatiously ermat just passed at it, were rushed were ever hefore we were chucked other overcoat but ft Is own pi is The Herr Professor is

pare ard The brother hed He hound } 1 rid »teleg pointed he has a square beard “Well, if you throw out 4 may go,” said the wir the eight-thirty is the huck vou off that w Wesel alone in the sign the Lord, I've picked uy this last weel ipl At the Bridgehead At the br

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Ww We ow er away nto a therefore language } ) (,ermal! ome turn ther get M4 Ty is his turn came at the desk, ] a pouter pigeon. Al 0 1 notes hold ng his brother’ Da omehow. Only later did I e had contrived to make the thumb fall across the square heard of the photograpl Just then by luck a German beside him started some violent argument with the sergeant In the excitement the Herr Professor shoved } pa rapidly } before the er ve t, who anced at t ar it 1 : / while continuing usslor He walked away, a passed, remembering not to show too muc! naste The rest of that night was crowded trains, ding fourth-rate coaches, long cold waits in unheated stations. The wire hound, whenever he found a place to sit down, cocked up the fairy typewriter or e and wrot Twice at the stops he pounded sleepy operators out of bed, ar by cajolery, threats and bribes managed t file I fell asleep on the last stage, lulled | the monotonous typing of the wire hound who was running off on his knee an iten e had picked up at Crefeld from the operator Ther someone hook me, and Il emerged from a dream that I was otir past Dead Man's Corner, Verdun, with the ambulances ‘Gee, but he makes a lot of noise w that Brownie machine of his!’’ I thought is | struggled out of slee p As dream blended into reality I heard a machine gun, seeming perilou near | n the night stillness, fire a burst and settle

down to a steady coffee milling Anothe too it up murketry rolled ar rregulat volle Woof! And a he nad burst Beyond the windows of our carriage rose an embenkment against the faint daw light. Bvy instinct I realized that tl wa the bank of the Rhine Above it a dir far, whitish light was flickering irregular avainst the sk) The rattle died o lence, punctuated now and then by a hort burst of machine-gun fire Only one ght owed in the station \ for the surroundings, there was not} ' but hedges and open fields. We pushe« through the glass door which offered the light and found five men in German rail road uniform making coffee in a porcelair stove Concerning the situation, the professed to know nothing, except that a lot of hweinhundishness was going or over there. No, they had no regular wire n that station; but there was one ir towr a kilometer away We checked our hags, after unloading them of cigarette and chocolate, took the pup typewriter ar set forth in the glimmering of dawr Across open fields we could make ou group of b along the river bar over their roofs, now and then, shot ad intermittent, dark-red glow. We reache the building turned to a tow quare and found ourselve n the mid of a THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Bee CHALE ERSIN “Eating” Business When men or women think business, eat business and sleep business to the exclusion of everything else they wake up some day to the realization of the fact that something has gone wrong. The thing that most generally goes wrong is the digestion. Chewing Beeman’s Original Pep- sin Gum ten minutes after each meal will stimulate the How of saliva and help in the digestion of your food. | Pe RU Ti tr i Rt businesslike detachment of the Belgian Army. The square was filled with guns, caissons, machine-gun equipment. The horses, still harnessed, stood on three legs, their heads drooping as with the fatigue of a long night march. The men shivered with the chill of dawn. The glare had come from a camp kitchen rapidly making and issuing morning coffee. Across the river the racket had started up again bursts of machine-gun fire and then steady milling, accompanied by the spattering of rifles, punctuated now and then by the boom of a departure or the woof of an ar- rival. Except for the lightness of the ar- tillery fire, it sounded exactly like a rather nervous and lively dawn in the old days of French warfare As the dawn grew clearer we made out a Belgian flag and the legend ‘‘Town Head- quarters”’ over a little gray building oppo- site the church. We found within the colonel working by aspluttering oil lamp a square-built, pleasant man with three rows of service and decoration ribbons across his left breast. He seemed amused to find the American reporter already on ““Ahead of my infantry,”’ he said. As for crossing the bridge, that was impossible just now. But he held 180 in- terned Reichswehr prisoners, besides 100 wounded, sent over the bridge by the authorities to get them out of the way. Escorted by a private with orders, we pro- eeded to what seemed to be a disused private school on the very bank of the ver. The firing had by now spluttered down almost to silence. helmeted, the spot Like Real War Someone had strewn the floor of the assembly room with fresh, clean straw, wherein lay Reichswehr soldiers in full German uniform, sleeping in the dead attitudes of complete exhaustion. At least a quarter of them wore bandages on arm or hand or head. On benches in the corner half a dozen of these bandaged men sat up, awake but drooping, as though their aches had forbidden sleep. These were only the more lightly wounded. The serious cases were in a town hospital and adjacent houses, where eight to ten of them had died in the course of the night. I tried to wake one or two men on the floor. They grunted when I shook them, opened their eyes and fell again into coma. Therefore we began with the wounded, though after we got conversation started two or three of the less weary woke and joined us. As we patched their tales together it bore an odd, almost grotesque resemblance to the events of Concord and Lexington in our own history. The same professional army suddenly struck and defeated by an uprising of citizens, the same bewildered flight, growing every minute more panicky, through a country which buzzed like hor- nets with armed men, the same straining retreat to a fortified town “You couldn't fight them,” said a wounded man whose Iron Cross proved that he had been through the big show You'd attack a body in front of you and fire would begin from your rear. You'd go through a quiet-looking town and it would begin from the housetops and windows.” The unwounded men admitted, with charming German frankness, that they were deserters. It had been too much for them, and they were afraid of what the Sparta- cists would do to them A short, stubby, pudgy-faced boy said: “They throw their prisoners into the air and burn them alive with petrol."’ His blue eyes grew round with horror, and he ac- companied his words with appropriate gestures. ‘‘My captain, he told me that himself,”” he added. It was war. You could see that now. The atrocity rumor had already begun. An- other weary, red eyed boy joined us. He was bare-headed He had not deserted. Cut off with two companions on the banks of the Lippe, which joins the Rhine at Wesel, potted at all the way, he had swum down the river and reached the compara- tive safety of the Belgian bridgehead. There were three officers, one a lieutenant colonel, in a schoolroom next door. To our surprise, they wore civilian clothes. The colonel was found as frank as the civilian deserters He was a tall, lean man, with the hook- nosed goose ty pe of German face They had all been dismissed from the army three days before, he said, and we delicately refrained from asking the reason. When Wesel was beleaguered they had June 5,1920 been sent across to be interned. Avoiding like a soldier any information which would be of use to the enemy — as numbers, equip- mentand morale ofthegovernment troops he gave a succinct, technical account which differed but little in essentials from that of the rank and file. The detachments of the Reichswehr left scattered through the Ruhr had been or- dered to march, as down the sticks of a fan, on Wesel. They had been fighting all the way —sometimes surrounded and forced to cut their way out. The day before they had groped and fought covering actions at two points where the sticks of the fan nar- rowed down to the handle. They had been forced back by rifle fire and by sheer weight of numbers. At nightfall all the Reichswehr troops of the Ruhr Basin were behind the intrenchments and the dismantled fortifi- cations of Wesel. The fighting last night had been an insurgent attempt to cross the Lippe and to invest the citadel up the river from the city. “IT imagine from the direction of the firing that it failed,’’ he said. ‘I hear no more shots.” True, the firing had died out, except for an occasional whip of a rifle sniping. Just then the two Belgian officers arrived to inform the Germans, coldly but courteously, that transport was ready to take them to Crefeld. As they filed out one of the younger Germans stepped out to ask us if we would make those Belgian swine give them plenty to eat. It was broad day now—-a glorious, brac- ing spring morning in the incomparable climate of the Rhine. More Belgian troops and transport had arrived; but they were clearing the square and moving on to Fort Bliicher, their established position at the bridgehead on the left bank. The huddled, colorless town of Biiderich, thrust for a moment into history, looked from some fragments of its architecture to be at least 400 years old. Otherwise it was one of those villages so insignificant that you wonder why it is at all. Mostly it consisted of a square decorated with six discouraged-looking Linden trees sur- rounded by sober, two-story buildings of gray stone, and an old church, now ringing for early mass. There were one grocery, one pharmacy, one hardware store, one thread-button-and-general-notion store, dis- playing at the moment a shoddy line of Easter souvenirs and religious post cards, and one inn so humble that it claimed no name, but called itself merely ‘‘ Hotel.’ From the square ambled two or three streets which became discouraged after a block or so and let the country have its way. Among the shops the grocery alone had the dignity of a show window. Ata corner near the church stood the town pump, whose handle, spout and bracket for water pails looked to have been hammered out centuries ago. When the women were not about its spout, Belgian soldiers were always washing there in pairs, one pumping while the other soaped and splashed. The First Tip in Buderich The inn was already making hay while the sun of war shone. The dining room proper had been commandeered for a mess. The tiny café was packed with civilians of Wesel, caught away from home, anxious to get back and solacing themselves with schnapps or weak beer. The Frau, plump and good-humored, made us our coffee, and being cajoled by the Herr Professor, even grafted some real bread for us from the Belgian mess. When we paid and tipped she asked what that extra five marks was for! Biiderich was virgin! Further, when we asked for a morning newspaper she said that papers used to come in from Crefeld during the war, but that now the war was over people didn’t need them any more. However, there was a telegraph office, with a neat, rosy-cheeked girl operator, who spoke a little book English. When the wire hound had ripped off 500 words in a corner of the café, and filed, we joined a convoy of Belgian caissons going forward to the bridge. The small-arms battle across the river was spluttering inter- mittently. Every few minutes sounded a gun or an exploding shell. At the bridge- head on our side the Belgian guard, hel- meted, flanked with two machine guns pointing toward interior Germany, stopped us dead, and in spite of our blandishments shooed us away. Most of that day we sniped along the banks, watching the battle, such as it was, from an all-too-safe distance. (Continued on Page 85)

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eee en — ~~ > — (Continued from Page 82 Just above this bridge the mouth of the Lippe cuts a slash of brighter water into the more soberly colored Rhine, which at this point is nearly a quarter of a mile wide. Just before it joins the Rhine the Lippe throws off a short boat canal, so forming an island. That island was considered Belgian territory—a part of the northern bridge- head. To reach Wesel one must cross the Rhine bridge, turn to the left on this island and traverse the shorter Lippe bridge. That Lippe bridge was set as the dividing line between the Belgian territory and bel- ligerent territory. Through glasses bor- rowed from a passing officer we cotild make out brown Belgian sentries standing hel- meted at our end of the bridge, gray Ger- man sentries at the other. To the left, along the Rhine, stretched Wesel, a com- pact, pretty town of some 30,000 inhab- itants; near by a fringe of factories, half of them working, though the town was at the noment shelled; farther away gray-peaked roofs and spires. But action, except for the fall of an occasional shell on the town, lay to the right, upstream from the bridge. First in view was that fortified island of the Belgians, topped with a little forest. It sloped with geometrical regularity to a wide, green meadow, through which we could trace the pale, bright course of the Lippe. Beyond that were fringes of houses, knotted into a village toward the extreme right of the view. Through this stretch of landscape men of course invisible—were banging away at intervals all day long with rifle and ma- chine gun. At intervais the Reichswehr shelled the fringe of houses beyond the meadow, and especially the little town. It was Friedrichsfeld, the Belgians told us, and served as advance headquarters for the insurgents on that wing. You would hear the detonation of the gun from Wesel to the left; you would hear the scream of the shell—you could almost imagine you saw the projectile in its course; you would hear the “‘crump” far to the right. Then from Friedrichsfeld would drift up a pillar of pulverized plaster in case it had struck a or a black dust in case it had landed on the fields. This bombardment of a German town by the Germans seemed to be giving the Be — s most intense satisfaction. Good! Score one more for Ypres!” I heard _— of them exclaim as he marked th rough his glasses a pe rfect hit. house, A Truce Agreed Upon Belgian officers, hampered now by no rules of military censorship, fed the wire hound all the story he needed in the course of that day. Somehow it got across the bridge, as news will with armies. The night attack, with the object of crossing the Lippe and taking the citadel, had failed. The Reichswehr was driving the enemy back on this side—but not too far back. They dared not. Greatly out- numbered, they feared that these per- sistent assaults along the river were only ruses to draw them away from the defense of the side of the town—far less strongly fortified and their opening to the government base at Miinster. ‘““Some say there are 50,000 reds before Wesel,”’ remarked a Flemish captain who passed with us the time of day. ‘And some say there are 10,000 Reichswehr. If you told me 20,000 reds and 5000 Reichs- wehr I shouldn't dispute with you. The line is ten or twelve miles long— held only in spots of course. At best, the boche can’t spare many troops if the reds try to out- flank their left.” At about three o’clock all firing died out. There was not even the whip of a sniper’s rifle. The wire hound, plodding back to siiderich to play his pocket typewriter and to file, found that the town had adopted the last desperate measure which it takes only in times of great excitement. The village bus driver, going down toward Crefeld to get more beer, had been asked to bring up the papers. Even the Berlin journals are bad enough as purveyors of news. The German provincial journals are the ‘worst things in print. Brazenly, between politi- cal essays, they publish scissored items with date lines three or four days old, But this one did have a single item of current date. It reported that the leaders of both sides, meeting in Bielefeld, had agreed to a truce of forty -eight hours. We interviewed the colonel , who was cordial] but cagy. However, I still think you iT see some figh ting if you care to remain,” he said other By now the Belgian army had started a set of those rumors which mark the early stages of all wars, even a little one like this The Bolsheviki were rising all over Europe, they said. The Russian army had broker through on the Polish Front, had taker Warsaw, was marching on Posen. Pressed for authority, they said they got it from the Reichswehr officers across the river. At dinnertime a young lieutenant from Liége even trimmed the story by whispering that barricades were up in Paris. Sut all was peace in the region of Wesel Just after dark, however, the show started again, though very lightly. We plodded across open fields to the bank of the Rhine and watched a rather pretty fireworks exhibition. The Reichswehr, apparently equipped with all things necessary for war, was sending up parachute flares at inter- vals. They would rise, burst, hang, bring ing out of the darkness as on a cinema screen a brilliant blue-white circle of houses trees and fields. From the darkness beyond that area would snap little sudden flashes singly for rifles, in rippling series for machine-gun fire. Now and then in the distance would twinkle the giant electri firefly of a bursting shrapnel shell. Wort out by now with forty straight hours or our feet, we rolled into the surprising] clean and comfortable beds of our hote Under Fire Again At dawn we were up and having a was} not at the town pump like the sol pump ir lence wa coming in de luxe, diers, but at the exclusive private the back yard of our hotel. The si ibsolute. A Belgian captain, sleepily from a night tour of inspectior informed us that fighting had stopped at about midnight. We hurried up our coffec and had the luck to catch the colonel just as he entered headquarters. We had been with his army a whole day now — doubtles had been watching us—and he must have known from our activities with the wire that we were what we represented ourselves to be. So when we opened agai: the subject of a pass into Wesel he ac- quiesced at once. The wire hound tool time to rip off a brief flash on the events of the night, and we started. Just then a heavy gun went off the river, and the machine guns spattered into itsecho. As we wi lk ed down the road along came car, driven by his special chauffeur, a sprightly Flemis} youth who spoke English, German and French equally badly and whom we had already on our staff. ‘“‘ Aha,” said he, “‘you see a fight to-day someone acro the colonel’ 1s Those reds is merely 100 meters from or bridgehead! Back one time again! In fact the rattle was increasing ever minute. Just as we turned down the last , , Rhine bridge falling cloud ch of wood toward the and a black, stret the air shook appeared out of nothing. When we came into better view of the bridges and the opposite bank it pow again, and d rectly over that Lippe bridge which we must cross to enter Wes el, It was hrap- nel—the German variety, as black as the cinders of hell. My mouth began to get dry, as it always does under such circun I glanced at my two companior for whom this sort of thing was perience They looked perfect yarme though the wire hound admitted afterward that he found a sudden and s fic interest in the question whether hi Mife nsurance included war risk. As we crossed the Rhine pened again. The rattle just stances. a new ex bridge it hay behind the

little hill wood which created the Belgiar island was increasing. That Rhine bridge made for defense as well as for passage, ha two heavy concrete towers like fortresse on the northern end. We found then packed with Belgian troops, prudent] under shelter until needed An agreeable young fellow in mufti ome kind of il eontro selgian CiN our pass and gave functionary in the we thought — took advice, The fighting was on up to the very of the Belgian island. Through a crack ir the thick iron gates which the Belgiar had drawn shut he pointed out the L ppe bridge, where two Belgian tood at stiff attention, notwiths them had his back toward the edye sentrie tanding one of action. The

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My eye cocked upward involuntarily as I talked, and with great relief I heard a voice hallooing from the Rhine bridgehead, saw an officer wav- No more shrapnel broke, I had now entries at the bridge utterly impertur ing to the sentry t the machine g ed from short £ en | t as we passed the he Lippe bridge an od I heard a nd m\ if idden| nded by harp bur old enemy et. One mental habi [ fi \ r I myself for a fraction of ar tant the impression that I had been taken b enemys But their intentions were benevo lent. They were only dragging us down to cover from that dangerous road. The ser geant in charge of the squad explained that - “ at times it was all kicked up with bullet At Headquarters o before Still temper lighter « oment Iding into a street of garden-haunted cottage And dow: treet were coming hool children, swing ing their book satchels, plaving tag, drop ping out | one and twos at their own happen ng so he ieved or be leagus red towr Wesel indeed appeared on the surface much like any of thove French towns which | ell fire in the day front gates! It is alway were under occasional of the great war jing on nor lly, but at Traffic wa on th treets country cart tr Women were ng doorstep hanging out washing "wagon crub- ldren were ving in the erannies by cathedral z hops were doing ul 3. And he civilian crowds were rather slim. A shell exploded a few bloc awa) At the sound topped for tant in what he was doing, and then ded from exact where he had left off —like a momentary halt in a movie film As we approached the center of town we encountered more and more German sol diers. They seemed to me exactly like the big, gray, stalwart, stolid fellows whom I used to see in Belgium dur ng the earl, ne everyone Even the officers, striding along in reoats, seemed to walk , days their fawn-gray ove with the old a officers whom I had seer ! day just before the Kapp « Those see med to be apologi ! f ence. A squad of gray fine, lean, black horses clanked down streets. They looked down on the civilians with splendid, tolerant scort Headquarters had been established in an ( ld Imperial bar icks ind the darit Vv idea of interviewing the general struck the wire hound. In the guardroom, as we sent up our names, lounged a dozen burly, square- shouldered infantrymen, all but one Ino ticed wearing the Iron Cross of the first or second class hey, too, looked Old Arm) We were blocked off from the gen ral by a little pop-eyed, scrubby captain, o seemed rather nervous in presence of American press and who handed out a neaningless statement to the effect that As a matter of fact, the general was closeted all that day with cer- tain representatives of the Allied High Com- missior irance very unlike the Berlin in the all was going well , passing and repassing that curious hidden diplomaey which obscured this Ruhr EVENING POST affair all through its course. Apparently that little battle by the bridgehead, through whose fringes we had passed, had already turned out a Reichswehr victory “The insurgents infiltrated again across the Ruhr during the night,”’ explained the captain, “but we have driven them back even beyond Friedrichsfeld. We expect reénforcements.” On we passed then to a more open and certain source of information—the editor of the town newspaper, who, after only one day's suspension, was getting out his sheet again. He emerged from his sanctum—a grave, gray-headed, dignified man— accom- panied by an equally grave dachshund. He confirmed the news of the initial victory; he confirmed also our suspicion that the teichswehr dared bring up no very great force to resist the persistent attacks on the citadel and the area by the Belgian bridge- head, because they feared a flanking attack But so far most of the real action had occurred by the bridgehead. The town was cut off; all the railway lines n it and the Dutch border were held by the Wesel was pro- \ isioned for at least two weeks. Further, he gave reasons for the Reichswehr picking this city as a point of concentration. Not only was it a fortified town with two bridges leading back across the Rhine, but it was politically conservative. The Burgomeister was of the Pe ople’s Party heir of the old National Liberals. There were only a few Communists. The young men of the town were enlisting. His own son was fighting at the front as a volunteer We believed that the town was well pro- oned when at the hotel a Guatemalar stranded in Germany served us a better luncheen than we had found at In the midst of incheon a disturbance broke out on the treet people flashed past the windows, We ducked outside in time to see | three on the other side betwee nsurgents gut Stuttgart or at Diisseldorf running a squad of roughly dre har ip ‘Sparta crowd oldiers marching away ed men who walked with their ‘ran therumor throug] seated when I heard trong, heavy masculine voices singing four Past the window came a machine- in company with its transport, singing on the way to action Just as I used to hear the Uhlans in 1914. Only they lacked the old, confident ardor of the days when the great war was new. They marched indeed with their shoulders hunched a little forward, a though they already expected bullets. That attitude i the great helmets cocked on the back of their heads, gave them a remote resemblance to the Jewish comedian of our vaudeville stage arcely were we parts Wesel Bombarded The waiter informed us that the three long-range guns which the insurgents cap tured at the first rush by Elberfeld had firing on the town at intervals all Twenty or more shells and several buildings gone, but only two children and their nurse killed had that already on the better authority of the editor. And we had searcely paid and departed than a “Crump,” followed a few minutes later by another, showed that the insurgents were shelling us agair Perhaps eight or ten shells struck in the next twenty minutes. Wesel behaved exactly as bombarded towns It went about its but all topped and the crowds showed a tendency to huddle in knots. First the adult voices were heard no more, and the cries of playing children came disagreeably shrill through the silence. Then the children caught the infection. You heard only the rumble of wheels and of a dog. A quarter of an hour passed without any further ex- plosion and the city buzzed again. When started back on the trail of the inexorable wire we reached the outskirts of the town we heard infantry action, but farther away. On the banked road to the bridge stood now one or two citizens gazing intently northward. The German soldiers at their head of the Lippe bridge had come out from the shelter of the bank and the sergeant had set up shop in a large sentry box. However, when we started to spread a map he made us come indoors, because we were still in range and the flutter might draw fire. The shooting began again pres- and we saw within a few minutes as much as a detached spectator ever does see of modern battle. The town cut off our view to the left; the hillock of the Belgian heen nigh t always behave business, human voice the occasional bark ently, June 5,1920 island that to our right. Between the two stretched a flat, light green prospect of marsh and meadow varied by an occa- sional gray building. Prominently, in the center of the green view and perhaps three-quarters of a mile away, rose a big, pinkish-gray building with bizarre turrets. Just to its left was a rail- road bridge across the farther reaches of the Lippe. The firing of rifles and machine guns seemed all to come from that direction. The building was the Lippeschloss, a sub- urban resort which was always changing hands in this curious little war. We heard the toot and puffing of a train, which seemed odd to us in this town of severed railway connections, and into view down the track leading to the railroad bridge emerged a locomotive pushing a single square, gray ear with no visible doors and windows. Machine guns rattled. We could make out a light mist about the car. It was an armored train. It stopped a little short of the railroad bridge and the firing went on for perhaps five minute-. Then it pushed forward again until it passed the railroad bridge and stood just before the Lippeschloss. A minute or two of con- tinuous machine-gun and rifle fire, and com- plete silence fell. In imagination I could see the insurgents rushing back, crouching, from their trenches by the railroad bridge, tumbling from the back door of the Schloss. The train rested with steam up, seeming by its heavy, confident puffing to proclaim itself monarch of all it surveyed. But no one fired, except for an occasional sniper. An Indignant Colonel But when we had traversed the Rhine and came to the Belgian end of the bridge we encountered spot news which sent the wire hound on a dogtrot back to Wesel and the wire. The Belgian guard, to whom by now we were familiar—essential feature of this miniature war—surrounded us, talking all at once. Three shells— three shrapnel hells-- had just been fired across the river at them not half an hour ago. Look! Two burst just down there. The other had truck in front of Fort Bliicher—their fort had ricocheted, had burst beyond the back entrance. They ran down to show u the hole that it had scooped in the macad- amized roadway exactly in front of the en- trance to Fort Blicher We proceeded, breathless, to the colonel. His blue eyes were snapping, and he became almost un- dinlomatie in his indignation. ‘Not only those three shells, gentle- men,”’ he said, “but seven others in the last two hours on the island which is part of our advanced bridgehead — besides rifle fire. Fortunately none of my boys was hit. The fire came from the insurgent positions. I have sent word through Duisburg that if this happens again we will fire. Those boc he _ Here he checked what promised to be a fine burst of language and turned the sub- ject. “‘A curious war, n’est-ce-pas? Really you gentlemen must find it a test on your literary skill to vary your reports from day today. In and out, back and forth, like an accordion.” He made the gesture without which no two-handed man seems able to mention an accordion. We had settled down to writing on the table beside the beer tap of our hotel when something went off with a violence which rattled the windows, and the son of the proprietor came running in to announce that they were shelling Biderich. The words were not yet translated by the Herr Pro- fessor before the wire hound had tweaked out his regular dispatch, turned in a fresh sheet with carbon and was typing a flash Then away he sped, to confirm for himself before filing. The Herr Professor, trotting in his wake, picked up confirmation as he ran. Just then another shell screamed overhead, but no explosion followed. Investigation showed that Number One had struck in the earth not 100 yards from a Belgian field battery on the river bank Either it was high explosive or overtimed shrapnel. At any rate it had dug a fine little crater. And just as the wire hound was filing, the station master, spluttering with indignation, telephoned that a shell which failed to explode had buried itself between the rails of the railroad track, smashing two ties. He wanted the telegraph operator to complain at once to the Belgian colonel and to telephone for the Allied Armies — the British, the Americans, the French—any body to stop this swinehoundishness on his Continued on Page 89)

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{ y yea r a —- = See 4 re (Continued from Page 86) railroad. Three other shells, we found later, had hit the Rhine just in front of our field battery. None of this could be ac- counted for on the theory of wild shooting. We waited all the evening for more shells, but none came, and the night across the river was very quiet. When, next morning, we started again for Wesel, it occurred to me to cross the Belgian island and look a little nearer at the state of affairs along the Lippe. That island is all a knot of military works, now by the treaty dismantled of its guns, but still cut into queer mounds for the complex purposes of defense. On its top, as I have said, lies a hill forest of three or four acres; its farther side runs down in a rolling, open meadow to the Lippe canal. Near the canal is a bank like an exaggerated golf bunker, with cemented dugouts on its lee side. This the Belgians were using as an outpost. Across the meadow, canal and marshes we could see much more nearly and clearly the Lippeschloss. It appeared from the succinct, soldierly account of the Belgian sergeant in command at the outpost that the insurgents during the night had filtered back into the Lippeschloss and the environs of the railroad bridge. In that direction indeed rifles were firing invisibly at invisi- ble foes. It was a pity we hadn’t been at the outpost day before yesterday, the sergeant added. They had seen the in- surgents just beyond the canal charge reck- lessly against Reichswehr machine guns and fail. “They went down like flies over there,” said the sergeant. Then as we watched, a Reichswehr patrol of four men came trudging into sight along the canal. “‘Drawing the enemy fire to find where he is,”’ said the sergeant, and added grimly, ‘if one succeeds over there one dies.” The four men plodded along, making little excursions forward, falling back for a consultation, going on again. Their gray uniforms against the tender spring green of the marshes made them beautiful targets, I thought. On the marshes, and between us and the Schloss, lay a series of parallel gullies. Down these they crawled, as though for a closer look. Intensely inter- ested, both the Belgians and our party mounted the parapet of the outpost, watch- ing every move. Rifle fire began—two or three shots at a time—from over by the Schloss. Dodging Snipers’ Bullets “They've drawn it at last,”’ I started to say, when I noticed the sergeant and all his squad leaping in undignified haste from the parapet to cover. At the same moment was aware that two invisible bees had buzzed in the air. The wire hound, the Herr Professor and I followed to cover. Quite plainly this was no mistake. Someone over there had been shooting at us. From cover we watched the patrol wriggle forward, stop, establish itself in fox holes. Apparently there would be no action here for the present. We turned back— I, who knew a little more than the others about such affairs, with a shade of nerv- ousness about crossing that perfectly open meadow. But though the Herr Professor caught himself on a wire fence and had to be extricated at leisure, nothing happened until we were fifty yards or so from the little hill grove. Then came a buzzing and almost simultaneously the whip of a rifle much nearer than the others we had heard that morning. By instinct I did the abso- lutely wrong thing. “Drop flat!’’ I yelled, and set the ex- — “Buzz-crack!” again. My knees were scarcely on the earth be- fore I realized how foolish this was— not to add undignified. We hadn't the cover of a three-inch blade of grass—were only mak- ing of ourselves perfect set targets. “Run for it!’ I yelled, and as I started I saw to it out of the tail of my eye that the others were following. Afterward we were proud of the fact that we hadn't run very fast, for the cynical eyes of the Belgians were on us. As we started a burst of shots came in rapid suc- cession, as though there were two or three men firing. Also more bullets sang. Then two leisurely shots—the snipers were tak- ing better aim— and something with a most convincing punch hit the trunk of a tree just ahead. As I reached the wood I heard a pair of feet running beside me, and for a THE SATURDAY terrified instant remembered that there should be two. I whirled, half afraid of what I might see. But the Herr Professor was behind us, holding the collar of his fur coat up round his ears as against rain and going strong for a man of his years. As we settled in the cover of a bank a little gray rabbit leaped out from almost under our feet and streaked down the road. “Take your time, molly cottontail!”’ said the wire hound. ‘You're safe from me this morning!” In my youth I often shot at running jack rabbits with a .22 rifle. Until that instant I never appreciated their emotions. The snipers, I calculated, had fired from some three or four hundred yards. Possibly every irregularity in the marshy meadow con- cealed a lurking insurgent rifleman. And I thank the heavenly powers that they were not American Marines, for the shooting had been very poor. Buttoned Shoulder Straps Wesel was almost a new town when we arrived. Reénforcements had somehow made their way down from Miinster during the night, and the streets were full of sol- diers. Even more than the day before did they bear the aspect of Kaiserism. I won- dered then, and I wonder yet, whether the insurgents were not half right in their decla- ration that the Noske army was in its spirit monarchistic and militaristic. There were the old black-horse Death’s Head Hussars, for example, with their mortar-board hel- mets, their skull and crossbones on collar and pennons, their display of Iron Crosses and war ribbons, their air of superior inso- lence. The whole atmosphere indeed had grown more insolent. The day before, beleaguered and under vigorous attack, the Reichswehr oflicers had seemed comparatively humble. Now when we applied for a sight of the general and for news we met only cold formality and were handed out a communiqué as devoid of nourishment as an ersatz German soup. And the Herr Professor, of course, better informed on German affairs than we, noted one slight but significant detail. All the privates wore shoulder straps embroid- ered — and sometimes elaborately — with re gimental numbers and insignia. Now in the American and British armies the buttoned shoulder strap is a useful part of the uniform, for we sling much pack from the shoulder and the strap helps hold it in place. The Germans use blanket rolls and knapsacks; the shoulder strap is merely an ornament. It had become, however, a symbol of old-fashioned iron militarism of the system. Buttoned, it signified that the wearer was _ strict discipline; un- buttoned, that he was on leave or 4d discipline of the rere! degree. The Na- tional Assembly long ago ordered the shoulder strap abolished, along with much other impe ps trapping. But here it was at Wesel, back again on the German uniform and tightly buttoned. A new placard, flaunting its red paper on shop windows and walks, hinted not only at this spirit but at a story. Recruits, it proclaimed, were wanted from among the loyal youth of Wesel for the Eleventh Diis- seldorf Hussars. No cowards, but brave, loyal German men, understanding their true duty to the Fatherland. A statement in the communiqué deploring exaggerated rumors as to the numbers and power of the enemy gave us another hint. By trailing down the gossip to its source we found that there had been a lively local night attack somewhere to the north, and that the Reichswehr troops at this point had run like rabbits. Streaming back into Wesel, they had spread terrified rumors that 50,000 —100,000— even 150,000 reds were marching on the town. They kad been arrested, disarmed, dis- charged in disgrace. The lines lay farther out to-day. The Schloss was firmly in the hands of the Reichswehr, which was shelling occasionally a group of buildings in the far distance. A cautious look on our way back to Biiderich seemed to prove that the insurgent pickets had abandoned the meadow beyond the Lippe. One of the insurgent heavy guns was reported captured. Only four shells fell on the town. One took a nick out of that wire factory on the Rhine bank which had worked all through the rumpus, but did no further damage. The accordeon had pulled itself out again. You could feel the pep departing from this little war. Now all day the wire hound, scooping up rumor and sifting it out into accurate news, EVENING POST negotiating for a telephone connection be- tween Wesel and Biiderich, asking a million questions through the Herr Professor from anyone whom he could buttonhole— the wire hound had been speculating on the whereabouts of his competitors. That we should find an unloaded wire to Paris next door to a story of such world importance that we should work it for three days and encounter no rival— seemed like a Richard Harding Davis reporter story. “It looks too good to be true,”’ he said in one of his pessimistic moments. ‘ Prob- ably the rest of the American and English gangaresomewhere on theinside— Minster, say—with all the information and a con nection to New York via Berlin, scooping the buttons off my shirt.” This mood alternated with one of ex- treme, exultant good humor. It was in this mood that, as we dragged our weary, sore feet across the Rhine bridge, he spoke his heart. ‘Here I wanted to get into the big show,” he said, “‘but a married man with a family, in his late thirties, wasn’t in a position to volunteer. I applied for an overseas job, but after Sharkey got it in the leg in Russia and Charlie Thompson's face was dented on the Carso, the G. M. ruled that he'd send over no more married men. I didn’t get across until after the armistice. And now I've been shot at! And I wasn’t half so scared as I thought I was going to be!" “Wait until the second,” I said from the depths of a little experience. was privileged by now to add to the wire hound’s reports what slight military knowledge I have. So I did not violate good manners when— arrived at the inn—I looked over his shoulder as the keyboard of his Brownie typewriter disappeared under his fingers. He started: “Biiderich, 51,700. Correspondent ac- companied American writer atsniped seven times insurgent riflemen smorning while on Belgian territory.” Then he tore the paper out of the ma- chine and started again. “I'd better put that in farther down,” | remarked. But as he said it there were quivers of pride about his mouth. Camera Boys on the Job He had, a half an hour later, other rea- sons for pride. As we passed down the street to the telegraph office a sergeant hailed us from a window of headquarters, handed out a telegram addressed to the wire hound. “Paris, 42100,” it read. ‘“‘Congratula- tions. Newyork wires your South-German dates practically exclusive. Watch Essen.” So the reporter’s dream had come true! Not another wire hound in Europe had thought of that simple, obscure little tele graph office just across the river’ from Wesel. Even the Herr Professor and I felt a vicarious pride Next morning the dream broke. As we were getting a morning wash at the town pump, our private hotel pump having at the moment a waiting list, an unfamiliar black automobile drew up before the inn. It discharged a cinema outfit, with opera- tors, and three ~_ complexioned, spruce gentlemen with canes hooked over their arms who would ate been recognizable on Mars for Parisian journalists. Le Matin’s man presented his card and his professional felicitations to his American confréres, and would we kindly tell him what was doing? There were other signs indicating that we might as well go away from that place. A crowd was lined up before the com- mandant’s office—all kinds of people with all kinds of baggage. The insurgents had fallen so far back during the night that our colonel had opened the bridge to bona fide residents of Wesel: caught outside by the attack. We streamed across the bridge with them, I tormented with memories of old refugee mobs in the five years’ war. It was strange how many tiny resemblances this little affair bore toits larger predecessor We crossed the bridge, the film and camera men dropping out to register the Belgian troops manning a machine gun. The Belgian Army, relieved from the strain and irritation of the past four days, was in a pleasant, sociable and joking mood. How- ever, as we stood watching the machine gunners act before the camera we heard cheering and the bubble of human excite- ment down the road. We ran out for a look. Two artillery ammunition wagons were advancing at a mad gallop. They passed a squad of infantrymen standing at —— —and in the Summer — hardly a week goes by without your w your Pelter. earing Wear it motoring in the Summer—Pelters give you warmth without bundled- up discomfort. Take it with you on your vacation—no matter where you go. Wear it on that camping trip whenever and wherever you want style, plus com- fort, minus weight. 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The wagons shot past us and turned into the fort. They were spilling over with bottled beer! An inspection from the Belgian island showed the insurgent line now miles away, and Wesel reported that there had been no attacks on the other flank. We walked back to Biiderich and the wire. Here the wire hound got another telegram: “South German stuff still exclusive. If situation warrants would appreciate Essen dates.” The wire hound contemplated these veiled orders, and the light went out of his brown eye “What Sunday’s this coming?” he asked. ‘**Palm Sunday, isn’t it? There goes Easter in Paris with the wife!’’ His eyes grew less contemplative. ‘“‘Essen’s insurgent head- quarters. I'll bet there’s a censorship. Know anything about wire arrangements up there?” When we broke the news of our intention to the Belgians the colonel viewed us with slight suspicion, his adjutant with alarm. ‘You aren't going to change fronts, are you?” asked the colonel “Oh, of course we won't do that!” I answered. “I've had enough experience to know that changing fronts isn’t done in war.” Sense and The Ruling Passion RCHIE ANDREWS isaChicago banker who spends his summer vacations cruising about in a three-story-and-Eng- lish-basement steam yacht. Up near Cape Cod one day last summer he dropped anchor just off a fishing village for the night. While he was sitting on deck puffing a cigar before retiring he saw one native approach another who was perched upon the dock, and heard the newcomer say, In excited tones ‘I walked in the house and the first thing I noticed was some blood spots on the kitchen floor. And then I seen how everything was mussed up, so that give me a kind of a start, and I dropped every- thing and went on into the setting room, and there was my wife stretched out on the floor, plum’ unconscious, with a club layin’ alongside of her where somebody had knocked her cold. It certainly was a terrible thing “Here I come home, tired out after fishin’ all day long a “How was the fishin’?’’ inquired the friend. Truth is Mightier Than Friction IM CARSON, who practices law in eJ Miami, Florida, and runs a citrus plan- tation on the side, was on his way one day last summer from his home to his groves. On the road he overtook a lank native who eemingly was in a high state of indigna- tion, muttering to himself as he trudged along and clenching and unclenching his freckled fists Carson stopped and offered to give him a lift ‘I ain’t goin’ so very fur,” said the stranger as he climbed into the buggy alongside Carson, “‘but I can’t git to whar I'm goin’ a minute too soon. There’s a feller livin’ down the road here a piece by the name of Ed Watts, an’ jest this mornin’ the word come to me that yistiddy, in town, he told a gang of fellers that I was a low- down, hawg-stealin’, wife-beatix’, aig- suckin’ cur dawg “So I’m on my way to his place to settle it with him. When we git thar you better stop while I goin an’ jest see whut I'm goin’ to do to him.” Pre sently they among straggly fruit trees where a very large, very strong-looking man sat on a doorstep busily engaged in doing nothing it all ‘Stop right here,””’ commanded the ag- grieved persor rhar’s that thar Watts yonder. Now, mister, you jest keep your eye on me ; From the buggy Carson watched while his late pa yer ul dand marched thin Ath came to a cabin set towurd the fro June 53,1920 “My position is peculiar,” said the colonel. ‘I must be strictly neutral in this affair unless we’re fired on again. I let you across, you know.” “We are going into insurgent country, not to the insurgent front,”’ I repeated with emphasis. The adjutant caught us outside. He reasoned with us on more personal grounds. We should be slaughtered at Essen. No one could tell what might happen to a foreigner and a member of an Allied nation there among the reds. If he failed to move us it was not because of our intrepidity—or at least mine. It was only that -I remembered Bill Shepherd’s useful maxim: “They always tell you it’s hell where you ain’t.”’ ““We’re Americans,” I said, “and thanks to our Senate, at the moment at war with both sides over there across the Rhine We've as much right to be in Essen as in Wesel—which is none at all.” “You Americans,” said the adjutant, “are a peculiar people.” As we hurried away to pack our bags and catch the noon train out of Biiderich I glanced back. He was still contemplating us, and his expression was both puzzled and mournful. Plainly he was taking leave, in his mind, of three doomed men. And so, as I hope to set forth in another article, we went wire hunting to Essen and vicinity, and discovered that by and large Bill Shepherd said it. Nonsense approach the larger man straightened up to a height of considerably more than six feet, at the same time moistening the palms of his two brawny hands after the approved fashion The two men exchanged a few words; then with the air of having satisfactorily accomplished a difficult but necessary piece of business the invader turned about and returned to where the rig stood in the road. “Wall,” he said, “that’s all settled.” “What happened?” inquired Carson. ‘I axed him ef he’d said what them fellers toid me he’d done said, and he come out like a man an’ owned up that he hed. Ef he’d a-denied it I'd a-beat him half to death.” The High Cost of Fox Hunting A tROUP of wealthy Southerners, \ irginians and Kentuckians mostly, were on a train returning from a meeting of the National Fox-Hunting Association. Naturally the talk dealt largely with the sport of which they were devotees. A lank Vermonter, who apparently had never done much traveling away from his native state, was an interested auditor of the con- versation Presently when the company in the smoking compartment had thinned out he turned to one of the party who had stayed on. He wanted to know how many horses the Southerner kept for fox-hunting pur- poses and how large a pack of hounds he maintained, and about how many foxes on an average he killed in the course of a sea- son The Southerner told him. In silence for a minute or two the Vermonter mulled the disclosures over in his mind. Then he said: “Wall, with fodder fetchin’ such high prices, and with dog meat for hounds a-costin’ what it must cost you, and with fox pelts sellin’ as cheap as they must sell in the open market, and takin’ one thing with another, I don’t see how you kin expect to make much money out of it.” Who's Who ACK in those old, sinful, wet days that ended in January, two gentlemen, both far overtaken in alcoholic stimulant, were seen under a lamp-post on a street corner in Newark, clinging to each other for support \s a spectator passed them he overheard the following dialogue carried on in some- what fuzzy accents Said Souse Number One to Souse Num ber Two: “Do you know Bill Talbot?” Said Souse Number Two, after a mo ment of reflectior “No; whuzziz hi rnaarne wi couse Number One: “Who?”

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had cleared the con- had begun to stalk A fie ld, a springing atting of a alf; then tearing of flesh as o the kill tarted on again, tinctively pro- the coming day, The lion and led for the soggy damp- reed marsh, the humid thickness There was none, but from the n the near distance came the which told of forest —and vyhbrow headed toward them. Dawn found him threading his way igh the rough gully-cut upheavals of wothill country, black in with oppings of ancient lava, scrawny and and bare. Higher he mounted, nd the scraggly soap weed and the bowlder-strewn hummocks, push- into the hills, where the pines grew ir ick confusion, where the spring tor- ured and inquisitive chipmunks chattered at him from the rounded surfaces of the great rocks before scampering for afety. Higher—higher—the effort of the wild beast to leave as far behind as possible the things which represented to him his upward to a silent land of sheer ascents, where the sun glinted on jutting of red and blue and copper, where hybrid paused sniffed A sud- into the wind; the sky had black, seudding toward the sun bright colors of the mountains had turned to dun and the fickle spring had vanished. The pines lost their humming and began to moan with the sweep of a wind that rapidly grew more chill, more penetrating. Highbrow roared uncertainly and moved forward toa jogging doglike trot The velocity bending the pines and dust great trunk, ing bowlders: crashing into a i} ad é food. seek ing in mn Cal cent spots ng ben rents roi enemies Cray The den bite and had come become a glowering soon the of the and causing the spasmodic eddie long dead, crashed downward, indsending them bound rocky ravine far wind grew greater, needles to rise in One loo ar ing and below W inter— jealous, tenacious— had returned to grasp again at the hills in one final death- like clutch before giving way to the months ot summer I'he thick hair rose about the neck of the hybrid. His stripes ruffled, then were lost is his coat roughened, and he turned away wind, seeking ref ize A crevice the rock it was colder there than on the move. Highbrow strode forth again \ swift rush of wind and the beast went to his haunches, to sniff and slap at sudden virling white things that were circling all Snow! And High menagerie rom the ibrow, his home a steam-heated house in the gaunt months of winter, his cage care fully side-walled at the slightest hint of cold weather during the circus had never now which came in blinding force eyes, sift ng into the and melting there; could not sbout him season seen it now Ne iting into his raised fur of } body now which meant an enemy that be fought with teeth or claw Nevertheless, Highbrow ro: nee. No fear was in his heart, ver had been there. No past vuld tell him of the grim, , gripping nger which was present lie only knew it comfort had ceased; that this swirling irrent all about him was unpleasant and iteful; that he suffered less when he { hurriedly than when he stopped and combat it Hours, climbing and deeper, without eart of it. And then aptivity began to tell. Mus¢les ached and cramped from cold ind excessive use attuned Guring a whole life to or ly the narrow space of a den quent limits on exercise padded paws, accus tomed only to smoot sand soft straw, agi 1inst the constant rough- rough sharp walls of stone still fleece of white His onstant melting of his ired his defi for fe ir ‘ Xperi nee silent ;ought to r, Kong ’ deeper ing it, into the muscles with conse Che heavily h floors re} ‘ | began to rebel neas. the } over crambling tom the through the mt, wet now from the « scraggly and fiat vrreakaways jutting against t an opening now, wa body Again Highbrow soug! and strove by curling tightly to warmth. Dampness, the cutting e-tinged wind which crept in it impossible. Again he racking fashion, and n the rocks summon lap of the i him, made strange Ipon oared in a went on. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE UNCONQUERED Concluded from Page 32 Night—he fought in vain against the darkness, against the sweep of the blizzard, against the pain of aching muscles and raw, cracked, swollen paws. Now and then he stopped to lick them in wondering fashion, his rough, filelike tongue tearing loose the particles of silt and stone which had lodged in the interstices, grating against the torn flesh, yet soothing it. Then, shiv- ering from inaction, the distressed beast leaped again into a galloping pace, travel- ing dazedly against the storm until the blood had begun to course once more in his veins and the shaking tremors of the chills had ceased. Dawn—midday—late after- noon, while the snowfall ceased; it was all the same, except that the pace of the beast had slackened now and that his inter- mittent roar carried with it a new tremu- lous note it never before had borne. Hunger was gnawing, but there was nothing to appease it. The woods were still. The mountain squirrels long before had sought their winter homes; the chip- munks were deep beneath the rocks; even the birds had vanished. Of all the bleak mountain world, of all the gaunt white land of gripping blasts and _ ice-fringed gorges, only Highbrow moved—Highbrow and one other. The hybrid stopped short when he saw the tracks—large five-toed prints in the fresh snow, studded by the marks of unre- tractive claws, leading from a heavy cluster of tumbled rocks just before him. The ache of cold-cramped bones and muscles van- ished. The weakness of privation and of horribleex posure fadedaway —even the pain of raw torn paws that spotted the snow with blood at every step was forgotten. High- brow was on the scent of a kill; of some great animal of the wild that left a five- toed, claw-marked trail. What it was Highbrow did not know, nor did he care. Food was before him; that was enough. His white belly dragged in the whiter snow as with long, creeping steps he verged into the path made by the other animal and started forward. The tracks were new. The ong to sensitive nostrils, carried the information that the quarry was not far ahead and that stealthiness was mandatory. High to the point of a ridge went the hybrid and, crouching there, peered below. He hissed softly. Not a thousand feet away, plodding stodgily through the snow, perhaps reflecting with bruinlike denseness upon a too-early exit from the soft berth of a winter, was a big, shaggy, shambling creature which humped along in dragging, shiftless steps nor paused to look about it Highbrow's eyes grew glittering and centered. He crouched, then slunk forward, almost seeming to drag him- self through the snow, yet moving at a pace which cut down the distance between the quarry and himself minute by minute. Two hundred yards—one. The actions of the trailing hybrid grew more furtive, more slinkir Fifty yards—twenty-five. The broad-backed grizzly bear had not looked back. Ten—almost near enough for a spring. Then as the cat animal set his tired muscles for the final effort the quarry turned and with a growl of surprise settled to its haunches, mouth open, beady brown eyes glittering, ‘fur bristling and its heavy short arms hanging straight, seem- ingly limp, before it Highbrow roared, but did not hesitate. A spray of snow disturbed by plunging paws gleamed and circled in the dying sunlight. Highbrow had sprung, and as his long heavy body sailed into the air, as his long curved claws extended, the limp short arms of his adversary leaped into action. The impact—but it did not knock the grizzly from his haunches. The struggle of a sleek round head and dripping jaws to find flesh. Failure —for short bristling arms were working like the ste ady movement of a swift rotary. Ev en before the claws of the hybrid had sunk the mselves in his heavily furred breast the grizzly had ripped the throat of Highbrow and was tearing his shoulders and chest to bleeding furrows of raw flesh. The irresistible and the immov- able had met—the grizzly, fiercest of all scent, t those the beasts that call the wild their home, and Highbrow, the unconquered. Swiftly, with the realization of flowing blood, the hybrid loosed his hold and sprang away, while again the bear’s arms dropped limply and the shaggy head turned slowly on the great shoulders as though in wonderment at the attack. Then like some sleek-muscled, smooth-functioning lightweight sparring for an opening, the hissing cat crept forward, first one paw jerking out in semicircular attacks, then the other; jabbing at the haunches of the grizzly; lacing swiftly in toward his flanks; then jabbing upward toward his breast and head. Blood began to flow. The cat leaped far to one side, sprang past the grizzly and returned as quic kly, tearing a great hole in his adversary’s back before the shaggy beast could turn fully to protect himself. Then the cat renewed the tanta- lizing swift rushes and retreats, the swerv- ing short blows that caught first the hind legs, then the flanks and shoulders and breast, and maddened the beast before it. Only so much blood and torn skin—yet to an object. Again—again and the goal had been obtained. The grizzly, baited, outgeneraled, went to his four feet—and Highbrow sprang once more, this time to land safe on the grizzly’s back and seek to turn swiftly that his wide-spread jaws might find a vein of the throat. But the grizzly had reared for the second time and was cutting at the dragging hind legs of the hybrid with the full force of his jagged claws. Time after time they bit inte the sore muscles, while the blood spurted upon the snow, and the hybrid strove in vain to drag his hind quarters free from the lacing blows which by their swiftness seemed to hold them immovable. Deep into the spinal muscles of the grizzly Highbrow sank his long teeth and pressed hard his jaws in an effort to find the vertebrae and crush them. In vain—heavy fur and thick- rolled fat prevented. There were no growls now, no roars. They were fighting silently except for the swift rush of air into their nostrils, the tearing of flesh, the gurgling snarl as one or the other found himself at a disadvan- tage and strove to overcome it. Snapping and biting deep, Highbrow turned to the folds of fat at the side of his antagonist’s body, seeking vainly for some vulnerable spot, some place whens the sinking of his saberlike teeth might cause surrender. Then came a scurrying and an attempt to leap free. The bear, himself practicing gen- eralship, had fallen straight backward. The ruse worked. Highbrow scampered to elude the crushing weight and in doing so turned his back for just an instant—but it was enough. The short arms went about him; he was caught, head downward, back to his foe, in the tight-locked arms of the grizzly. The torn hind legs of the beast slashed frantically, but caught only air; the wide-spread jaws snapped first to one side, then the other—in futility. With gathering strength, the arms of the grizzly were pressing harder and harder. A yowl of pain, almost of frenzy. A crack- ling sound—a stabbing pain in the side of the hybrid as a rib gave under the consum- ing power of the yellow, coarse-haired mon- ster. Harder, harder—then all the power, all the strength that Highbrow ever had known came back to him. Some way his bulging muscles forced back those arms the tiniest part of an inch. Some way he found the power to turn in the tight-locked embrace—and a roar of triumph echoed across the The teeth and claws had found a vulnerable spot at last. Fiercely, savagely, they were tearing now at the grizzly’s stomach, and slowly the arms above relaxed. A grunting growl of pain. Highbrow t himself suddeniy loosed, to lie weaving weakly in the snow a second before sum- moning the strength to leap again. Ten feet away ab leeding, torn thing was sham- bling through the snow—the grizzly. One last gathering of the muscles, one last tri- umphant roar, and Highbrow again was on his enemy, his head darting swiftly from hills. June 5,1920 side to side to avoid the frenzied struggles of antagonistic jaws, and then—the jugu- lar, a spasmodic moment and they fell together. Nor did either move. To one death had come—death from the teeth and claws of the only thing that could master him, an unbeaten, unconquered fiend; to the other unconsciousness. Short twilight fell, and darkness, to find them lying side by side. A cold moon rose and traveled half across the sky before the striped, scarred beast stirred. Then, conscious at last, Highbrow struggled dazedly to his feet, sought to loosen his crampled muscles, and dropped weakly again to the snow. He turned, his tongue moving slowly over the jagged, ripped skin. He fretted, then grimly fought himself to his feet again, and with slow, dragging steps crawled out into the gleaming night. He had killed from hunger—pain and weariness had taken away appetite now. He had fought with all the savagery that had grown within his brute heart during years of dominance. Now he dragged his sagging, limp way through the snow, seek- ing dully some cavern, some retreat where he could lick his wounds to wellness and be free from this never-ending struggle against the grip of cold and snow. A mile—agonized, slow. The scent of some animal as he veered into the rim rocks. A cavern, gleaming eyes in the darkness, reflected from the moonlight without; a hissing spit as a cowardly cornered mountain lion, finding flight im- possible, made a show of fight. But the muscles of the unconquered did not stiffen for action. No roar of defiance came from his lacerated, blood-crusted throat. A second he hesitated, waiting hazily for the other animal to spring. The attack did not come. Weary, weaving a ragged path through the snow, Highbrow went. on. More intense came the cold, freezing the seeping blood which flowed intermittently from the big cat’s wounds. The raw paws began to numb; he stumbled dazedly, drunkenly; scrambled; then tumbling, rolled scratching and hissing down the steep incline of a shale rift, there to lie moaning and yowling, and at last to force his way onward again. Dawn again, while he held to the smooth surface upon which he had come; wander- ing, without knowing it, steadily downward along a broad mountain road. On—on more wearily —then he stopped and sniffed, his whole being tense with an impulse to leap forward with his greatest speed. But the muscles refused to respond; step after step, the dragging process—no faster. A shout from the distance. Highbrow heard, stopped to sniff again, and went on. Forms visible now in the growing light—an automobile, its heavy chains clinking, that came to a sudden stop as men alighted and reached for rifles. Then an advance, the men toward the beast, slowly, carefully; the beast toward the men, panting, stag- gering, fighting the last fight against all pervading fatigue, but fighting on toward those men and their rifles and the which told of warmth and comfort peace. 4 hundred yards separated them. One form parted from the others—small, active and authoritative. “All right, fellows! One or two of you open up that shifting den. The rest of you keep him covered with the rifles. Looks torn up—like he’d been fighting. Gosh—lI wonder —— ai Jimmy Winthrop stopped and, perking his head to oneside, scratched thoughtfully ““Gosh!”’ he exclaimed. “I wonder listen—-don’t shoot unless you have to! I’m going to take a chance!” Then going forward, straight toward the beast, he allowed the old grin to come to his lips, the old cajolery to his voice. “Highbrow!” he called. ‘“ Highbrow! Come on, old fellow, you've got to stick with me now! I've got a night-and-day job to keep you away from pneumonia.” He was talking more to himself than to the beast. ‘Highbrow! Come on—nobody’s going to hurt you! It’s just your old podner—just old Jimmy Winthrop. Come on—come on! And then he bent low and raised a hand for the animal men to bring forward the shifting den. For Highbrow, Highbrow the unconquered, had crawled to his feet and, crouching there—had whimpered! ever scent and

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a ———————— Seow THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Sooner or later, in every great indus- try, one manufacturer emerges and be- comes the leader through the sheer merit of his product. Within six years this has happened in the shovel industry. Until six years ago all shovels were made of carbon steel. To most people, a shovel was a shovel, with little choice be- tween various brands. Even big users— the railroads, mine operators and con- tractors—bought on a competitive price basis, with little regard to quality. The Wyoming Shovel Works was the first to awaken to the fact that the severe requirements of a severe age demanded a better shovel. The rapidly increasing cost of labor emphasized the need for a tool which would give a man a chance to do a full day’s work. Carbon steel had reached its limits in wearing quality. Carbon increases the hardness of steel but decreases the tough- ness. Other industries saw this and one by one turned to alloy steels to get greater resistance to abrasion and shock. The au- tomobile industry, for example, adopted vanadium steel. And so the Wyoming Shovel Works began an exhaustive investigation of alloy steels. At last we found a special Chrome Nickel alloy steel peculiarly fit for shovel blades. Chrome Nickel makes a steel that is both tougher and harder, with re- sistance to abrasion and fatigue alike. Chrome Nickel steel made Red Edge shovels the leaders In our own rolling mill, we roll our own sheets; we give the blades exact heat treatment in modern furnaces. Thus has been produced the Red Edge shovel, which has become the leader be- cause it will last two or three times as long asan ordinary shovel. It is tough and strong without being brittle. It will not buckle or bend, and it wears back slowly and evenly, keeps its edge, cuts cleanly. Every Red Edge shovel is subjected to three severe tests. (Note on the blade the mark of the Brinell test for determining the hardness of the steel.) Red Edge shovels, scoops and spades soon came to be recognized as the lead- ers, by railroads, mines and contractors. For six years we have been making only for these big purchasers. Now we have trebled our capacity and can put Red Edge shovels within the reach of every user. So when your old shovel goes, don’t ask for just ‘‘a shovel.’’ Ask for a Red Edge—the finest shovel that can be made. How Red kdge shovels he ame the leader Ss is an absorbing —yes, romantic story of modern industry. It is told in pamphlet form. Ask our distributor, probably the leading hardware store in your town, for if, or write us. THE WYOMING SHOVEL WORKS Wyoming, Pennsylvania WYOMING RED EDGE SHOVELS - SCOOPS - SPADES 93

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—— aS a do what’s right and hold my head up and look folks in the eye—whether I paint pictures or hem towels. And I don’t see why I should give a darn if Mogridge makes money off any deal with us. The point is, can we trust Mogridge? Is he on the level? Won't he trick us some way? “I don’t honestly want to see the Asha- luna basin turned into an ocean. Country I’ve tramped over and hunted in and logged in, where folks I’ve known all my life have little homes and farms. some of ‘em inherited from their people before ’em. I'd kind of feel like I was betrayin’ ’em. Maybe I’m wrong, but it makes me hesi- tate just the same. Now you let Mogridge get control of the sluice and block this luke-makin’ plan of Jordan’s and in a few years you'd hear the old saws and axes goin’ in the woods once more.”’ ‘*And see the loggers swarm down off the drive in the spring to get full of bad booze n the towns.” “In a pro’bition country?” “They'll get it—don’t worry. I suppose the Intercontinental would put up a big pulp mill below the sluice and in a few more years strip the basin of lumber again.’ ‘Well, that’d be better’n turnin’ the whole darned country into an aquarium, wouldn’t it?” Duley smiled tolerantly. “Jud, you're a good arguer. But I can’t figure out whether you're a deep commer- cial genius or just a plain nut with an artistic temperament.” “Temperament? You're the second per- son to spring that on me. Don’t know whether to feel complimented or insulted. Anyhow, I can't bring myself to do some- thin’ I don’t feel like.” ; “Do you think you ought to consult Jordan before disposing of the sluice prop- erty?” “Don’t see why. Mogridge has come through with an offer. Seems’s if it ought to be treated confidential.” ‘Jordan might offer you more money.” ‘“‘And flood the valley, eh? Don’t think I'd sell my principles for another million, Dule.”’ Duley smiled again and sighed. ‘**You see how little help I can be to you, Jud. You make your own decision and I'll be satisfied. Of course you have to remem- ber the general reputation of the Inter- continental.” “It ain’t what you'd call first-class, Dule. Gosh-darn it, I wish I knew what was the right thing!” Mogridge did not allow twenty-four hours to pass before calling the Independent Im- proved Churn Corporation. He hoped Mr. Dunlap had reached a favorable decision. No? Well, he’d take the liberty of calling again next day. “That cuss is in a terrible desperate hurry,” thought Jud. ‘Just for that he can wait till the end of the week, no matter when I decide.” Jud worried and puzzled and drove poor Duley half crazy with arguments pro and con. Finally as the week drew to a close he set his jaw and made an announcement. ‘“‘Dule,” he said, “I’ve decided. You and I have a business here that suits us. We're goin’ to make a lot of money. "Twasn’t so many months ago we didn’t either of us have more’n—-what was it you said? a shoe string. Now we can go on and make a success, and any time I get restless, like if I was to learn plain-and-fancy embroidery rset myself up in the Flossie Dunlap Fancy- yvork Corporation, she doovers worked in olored yarns while you wait . ‘For heaven’s sake, Jud, what are you 9 talking about ‘You. Some day I right sell my shure f the business to you and study paintin’, vin’ on my income. I'm goin’ to turn Mogridge down.” ‘All right, Judson, old top. That suits me—all but the painting part. Going to call up old Moggy?” ‘No need of that. He'll be on the wire any minute.” Mr. Mogridge, however, did not call up. The matter was too important. Judson’s repeated postponements made the paper manufacturer nervous and he had some- thing to say in case of a declination which he rather thought would clinch matters. Consequently within an hour of Jud’s announcement of his decision Mogridge’s motor stopped outside the factory and Mogridge himself appeared in the office of THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE MAN FROM ASHALUNA (Continued from Page 27) the Independent Im- proved Churn Corpo- ration. Dunlap was not in his overalls this morning. He now had a desk next to Duley’s, where he spent most of his time like an ordinary busi- ness man, though he told his partner he didn’t much care for that. He'd far rather be doing something useful with his hands. “Well,” he told Mogridge, “I guess you won't besurprised, from the way I’ve kept puttin’ you off, to hear I've decided tostick to the churn business with Mr. Duley here. Mr. Duley agrees with me that the concern has a nice-lookin’ fu- ture for a couple of young fellers that are willin’ to work hard, and though he wouldn’t stand in my way if sellin’ out to you would be a bene- fit to me on account of the sluice deal, I don’t think it’d be fair i to ask him to do that justso’s I could feather my nest.” “That's very gener- ous of you, Mr. Dun- lap, but isn’tit possible that you could com- pensate Mr. Duley in some way? It seems that my offer to you is big enough to permit of a mutually satisfac- tory arrangement.” “Mr. Mogridge,” said Jud seriously “T’ll tell you. I’m sort of playin’ safe. Trouble is, I want to do what is right all round and I can’t see why there should be such ahurry. I've said a lot of times the Ashaluna’ll he there next year and tlie year after, and I might Le awful sorry for a hurry-up decision. You come round later and talk it over again.” ‘I suspect, Mr. Dunlap, that other interests have been at work ‘ “You can suspect what you be darn please, Mogridge. I > can’t help what you suspect.” : Jud’s inherent dislike of the man, in spite of his studied friendliness, his suavity and his manifest attempts to con- ciliate, flamed out. He wasn’t going to take any back talk from a hundred-and-ten- pound millionaire. ‘Quite so,” said Mogridge. His eyes had narrowed. ‘“* However, you may not have had sufficient business expe- rience, Mr. Dunlap, to ap- preciate the old adage to the effect that there is more than one way to remove the feline epidermis. Now in the present case it may interest you to know that I have recently acquired a heavy stock interest in Burns, Elkman & Co., the Chicago mail-order house. This interest is so considerable in fact that I find myself in a position to dictate the policy of the house ‘ig Mogridge swung a triumphant gaze from Dunlap to Duley. “That's very ingenious of you, Mr. Mog- ridge,’ smiled the plump partner. ‘‘ You must want this deal to go through even more than we thought.” “You are aware of the position it puts me in, I suppose.” ““You mean,” put in Jud Dunlap, “you'll try to break the contract? Come, spit it out, Mogridge! I'm glad some instinct warned me not to do business with a skunk like you!” “Look Here, Mary, A What's So Absurd & ; About it After All?" Mogridge’s eye fairly popped with surprise. He was quite unaccustomed to being so addressed “T'd advise you to mod- erate your language, Mr. Dunlap,” hesaid. *‘ As for your contracts, I have not said they would be—er invalidated. I simply wish you to understand exactly what your posi tion is in relation to your market, which at present consists of one customer to whom you are bound during a period of years to supply your churns ex- clusively. Yo’ supposed you were making a very good contract with Mr. Silver, but that gentleman is not used to signing im portant documents while blindfolded. ‘It is advisable for you to consider very seriously just what your chances are. I am not threatening you. I am merely suggest ing that in my h imble opinion and kr ing the circumstances as I do your best course would be to accept my offer for t business with the collateral arrangement touching Ashaluna sluice.”’ Mogridge got no further. “There's two flights of darned steep stairs between here and the street, Mog ridge,”’ remarked Jud in a tone omit calm. “I’m sorry we haven't got a vator that’d get you out o’ this | quicker. Come, make napy i please notice the modera- tion o' my language.” The Wali Street man seized his hat and with a curt “‘Good day, gentle- men,”’ departed abruptly “That’s a devil of a thing, eh?”’ sputtered Jud **Regular blackmail!” **About the same thing, ; Jud. But it shows you how Mogridge does business Makes the outlook for the Independent [Improved Churn Corporation rather dubious, doesn’t it?” **Dubious nothin’! Say, do you know that old skin has done us a service? He's pointed out a terrible weakness in our whole plan We've been buildin’ up a business with a market consistin’ of only one cus tomer, just as he said He’s given us the warnin’ we needed,”’ ‘Too late! There's the contract. Mogridge will see that we live up to it, but so strictly that it will be a burden to us. If you have it analyzed you'll find that if he has the in- tent to make trouble he can do a thousand nagging picayune things that will eat up every penny of profits and more too. Mogridge will make you so sick of that contract that you'll be driven to violate it in some particular or throw up your hands in desperation and give him his own way. There's the matter of inspection alone Burns, Elkman & Co. can con demn enough goods as imperfect to ruin us. You'll find the cor tract reads ‘acceptable merchar dise.’ They'll construe it so as to give them absolute discretion as to accepta bility, and if you go into court over it they'll tire you out with litigation and expense."’ “You're quite some little pessimist, ain't you, Dule? Say, it can’t always blow west and soft, you know We've got to go over our bumps and this is the first one we've hit. Now you're the financial manipulator of this corporation. You rustle round and dig up a hundred thousand dollars right away, that’s a good feller. Then we'll tall to Brother Mogridge in language he'll inderstand.”’ “You're crazy! No bank would lend u that much.” **Can’t we sell another buneh of sto« ‘Po ibly. But you won't have Jorda and Mogridge bidding against each other for it. I'll make a suggestion. Go to Jorda and tell him the story just as it's happer Let him advise us and he'l! probably se« financed provided you ar how him? you're going to use the money. I'm rath in the dark on that point myself.”’ “T don't want his mor Gosl n't under enough obligatio t him nov Nothin’ would ti | nan t stre ngthe n his holt or i then f things so’s I'd have t } the slu and that’d be one more step t ird his lake scheme. I’m ag’in that lea, I te Of course Jordar ra tor it if ind IT agree on at i er Don't let’s a ! ! yy le Dule He's a Wa treete me's M ridge, and wl I ‘ ! ty yood and think he’s honest, | don't nt him t In any ce pe rou an! ! nut it treasur without a y hin i i director wit} pla Jud pondered this, but came back sho witk . r t I'll tell it, Dule We'll ha handle him | j 1 the ot | Es e'n humar Yo i { om f the ery first ! i ind mea | ‘ } t j t r do +} ‘ xvi YY GOLLY, Mr. Jord I've got 1 B' id up, and I don’t calculate to le M lye | me! Nobody ever did yet | goin’ to We're agreed I) i 1,1 ie st k er rt tor ‘

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SATURDAY adi), mn Cather ‘s.. Jer” al anispoons aLEAN, DAINTY, useful Sanispoons are made of the purest fiber. Strong, handy, well balanced and gracefully designed, they are used wherever a spoon is needed— yet cost so little they may be thrown away after using once. Think The mere mention of such a clean, convenient little article. of it brings a hundred uses to your mind. Sani spoons come in thre e sizes ‘| easpoon, Demi tasse and Soda Spoon, Soda Sanispoons are used at all fountains where sanitary service is considered essential. Saniforks have well shaped, stiff, sharp prongs— excellent for salad, vegetable and meat courses. Use Sanispoons and Saniforks for auto trips, luncheons, church festivals, children’s parties, dances, teas, picnics, the camp, the sick room or wen ral household use. Sanispoons and Saniforks are sold everywhere in neatly designed packages. Packages of 25 Teaspoons or 36 Demt-ta ; 25c PER PACKAGI rev Santfores Propucrs CORPORATION OF AMERICA 136 Liberty Street, New York City SANITARY TO DEALERS: (rT 7000 EVENING POST a hundred thousand dollars and blow it in right away advertisin’ our churn. There’s a place for it in every family in the United States— more or less—and we was foolish ever to button up our sale through that one channel. Look at the mess it’s got us into.” “But Burns, Elkman & Co. will hold you to your contract.” “There isn’t any contract. There was, but, by gosh, they’ve broke it themselves! Remember lately me tellin’ you about five thousand dollars bonus money due us as soon as we made our first shipment of churns? They haven't paid it and they haven’t paid for the churns.” “‘Are you sure these delayed payments violate the contract?” **Absoloot! Y’see, Silver’s off on his vaca- tion and somehow or other he neglected to instruct the treasurer about those pay- ments. We wrote immediate and notified them as soon as the time for payment had lapsed, and this mornin’ we got a letter from | the treasurer sayin’ he had no authority in Mr. Silver’s absence to make any such disbursements, but he had no doubt it would be all right as remittances would be made the minute Silver got back, which would be in a week or ten days. “Well, ordinarily you wouldn’t bust an important contract for that kind of a thing and, of course, that’s what that treasurer is bankin’ on. It was a slip-up on Silver’s part and no one that wasn’t a hog would take advantage of him, especially when it would be cuttin’ off our own nose to spite our face, only now things are different, and old Mog- ridge has tried to play foxy with us. Prob’ly if he’d of dared he'd said he intended to prove the contracts invalid just to hurt us, but he was too cautious. Now, with us tell- ing him we won't be bound by the contract it puts the boot on the other foot.” “You have a technical violation of the terms of the contract, no doubt,” said Jor- dan. “Still it may not be wise to avail yourselves of it just yet. He can institute a lot of troublesome litigation. Of course if it were merely a question of finance I should be only too glad to 43 “Sure you would!” cried Jud. ‘‘That’s just the trouble. We ain’t goin’ to let you.” “‘But as a stockholder and director I have some rights. Besides, I’m really inter- ested in you young men. You've done very well and a “That’s all nice and kind and we don’t want to appear ungracious, Mr. Jordan, but we have to take facts as we find them. You are prejudiced by your desire to get hold of the sluice property. If you can put me under further obligations to you so much the better. You thought you was getting the thin end of a wedge into the | situation when you bought a block of stock in the churn company, but while that may be the case you must recollect it was your own voluntary doin’ and didn’t make us beholden to you any. In fact I guess you're obligated to us some, because we didn’t have to let you in if we didn’t want to. The broker had his instructions - “What's that?” cried Jordan. I'll be damned!” “That may be too, Mr. Jordan. They say the needle’s eye pinches somethin’ fierce. Maybe that’s why I don’t grab a million or two for the sluice. Now if I could get this churn thing straightened out and then sort of retire and gratify my amb say, gol darn it, Dule, keep your feet where they belong! My shins ain’t ivory like some folks’ heads.” “Then if I am correct I may gather that my assistance in the present situation isn’t “Well, | sought except as a mere matter of form.” “Well, strictly speakin’, Mr. Jordan, that is true. If you was only a poor man like Duley and me and didn’t have an ax to grind we'd be only too glad of your ad- vice. But when I know you're crazy to turn the whole darned Ashaluna basin into a waste o’ waters just for a monument to yourself it makes me think twice.” “But what are your objections to this lake plan, Dunlap?” “I got plenty and I won't be backward in explainin’ ‘em at the proper time. What I'd like to know now is whether or not it is the unanimous sense of this here assem- blage of directors that we yank a hundred thousand dollars more stock out of our treasury and sell it for the benefit of the cash drawer, thereby makin’ it possible to advertise churns and let Mogridge and that Chicago bunch go hang.” **A very formal and doubtless legal man- ner of stating a motion,” said Duley. ‘I got my idea across, didn’t 1? You don’t have any difficulty in understandin’ June 5,1920 me, do you, Mr. Jordan? Duley here thinks I oughter talk like a college dude, and goodness knows I’m tryin’ to sandpaper myself down in spots, but when I get ex- cited I forget my teachin’. Now listen, Mr. Jordan, you better string along with the majority, hadn’t you?” The great man smiled, stroked his chin and rose to go. ““Gentlemen,” he said, “‘you do just as you like and I indorse your decisions. I don’t see why I should feel so much confi- dence, but I do believe in you. Perhaps you are aware that if I wished I could make things very, very unpleasant for Mogridge. He has been exceedingly brash lately and perhaps a good lesson is what he needs. I could assure you of ample financing for any plan you choose to adopt. It would be a great pleasure to do so. “However, Mr. Dunlap has expressed himself quite plainly and I appreciate his point of view. I wish to say very sincerely that I shall not allow my interest in the purchase of the Ashaluna property to influ- ence my attitude toward you. You willina few days offer a block of stock on the curb, but I am not going to buy a share of it, be- cause I can see that if I enlarged my hold- ings in your corporation it would tend to embarrass Mr. Dunlap. I shall let you strictly alone until such time as you feel that my assistance is necessary. Then come to me and command me. “‘ As for Ashaluna, if Mr. Dunlap will call at my office and give me an hour or so of his valuable time I should like the opportunity to go into the matter seriously and make some things clear that are evidently not fully understood. The project is very near my heart, Mr. Dunlap. It is not primarily a money-making scheme. It is so vast in its conception that only a very keen imagi- nation can possibly comprehend what it would signify to the community. However, we shall leave that for later discussion. I wish you a very good morning—and the best of luck.” “‘Well, Mister Bullhead, you got your own way, didn’t you?” commented the plump partner when L. J. had departed. “Can you beat it?” “Sure I got my own way,” said Jud cheerfully. “‘Say, that was a turrible kick in the shin you give me.” “Saved you from a confession of shame. By George, old-timer, we’ve got to scratch gravel now if you propose to call that con- tract off.” ‘You watch me,” said Jud. ‘Going to do it by wire too—and send old Moggy a copy. Bet he'll throw a fit.” Duley regarded his partner with a kind of scared admiration. There was no ques- tion as to the dominant member of the organization. “Dunlap, we’reeither ruined or made. If judgment is worth a hoot the Independent Improved Churn Corporation is on the skids. You've refused the assistance of the most powerful man in Wall Street and you're bucking another who’s not to be sneezed at. Your salvation lay in starting a fight be- tween them. I honestly believe Jordan would go after Mogridge hammer and tongs, using his attack on the churn com- pany as a pretext. All the Street agrees they’ve been itching for a row these three or four years. I guess if it hadn’t been for the war they’d have been at it long ago. And oh boy, when it does come it’ll be one lovely scrap!” Within a very few days following his no- tification that the Independent Improved Churn Corporation had canceled its con- tract with Burns, Elkman & Co., Mogridge learned from the faithful Vail that a block of churn-company stock was to be offered through Waxman, the broker. “And,” said Vail, ‘‘they’re going to push it right out on the curb without any pre- liminary over-the-counter sale.” ‘““Shows they’re afraid of it,” said Mog- ridge. ‘‘Shows they admit to themselves they can only sell it by making a market for it at fictitious valuation. By George, the day will come when the curb won't al- low that sort of thing! It’s outrageous!” To prove the sincerity of his virtuous in- dignation Mogridge now issued orders to Vail, which were promptly transmitted to several brokers. “We'll put a spoke in their wheel!” he threatened. He was a vindictive little man whose malice sometimes outran his judgment. The extent of his power had enabled him many times to take summary vengeance (Continued on Page 100)

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(Continued from Page 98 for offenses against his dignity or fortunes, committed by weaker men who dared oppose » him. ‘We’ ll see just how easy it is for a couple of upstarts to go into the market any fore- noon and pick up a hundred thousand dodars or so to help them avoid their just obligations $i The fact that he had intended to make the contract so intolerable for the partners that they would sooner or later beg to have it abrogated or accept far less liberal terms for the purchase of their enterprise than those he had offered did not diminish his resentment at Jud's taking the initiative. Consequently the appearance of I.1.C.C, tock on the curb met with a very chilly reception. A few shares changed hands at close to par the first day. There were some modest advertisements in the financial col- umns of the newspapers. ‘The reputation of Waxman, the broker, was such that a considerable clientele might reasonably be counted upon to buy any security for which he stood sponsor. But very early in the day a rumor, which Waxman took no pains to deny, spread about that the I. I. C. C.’s contract with the big mail-order concern was canceled, Consequently the sale of the tock received a decided setback. And then a broker who didn't represent Waxman at all offered a hundred shares two points down. Waxman’s man, sur- prised that stock so recently sold should thus come back at him, bid it in hurriedly. A little more moved at the prevailing rate, when another block came out and the price broke again. This continued throughout the forenoon. Instructions came over from the Waxman office to take all offerings on a scale down, and by closing time instead of having disposed of a good quantity of the stock he found that he had taken in almost as much as he had sold. “This isn’t raising capital very fast for you,” said the broker to Austin Duley, who dropped in shortly after closing. “Of course I make my commissions, and I’m certainly not losing money when I buy back the stock a point or two cheaper than I’ve just sold it. Someone is trading in it to break the price and scare the public off. Published in to-night’s papers the volume of transactions and the difference between opening and closing will be discouraging reading for investors. Of course it’s plain enough who's doing it. Say, what has that chap got against you fe llows?” “Tried to buy us out and we wouldn't sell, so now he wants to hurt us all he can. Of course you understand L. J. owns a fifth of our business.” “Sure! But that won't help unless L. J. takes an active interest in its affairs. L. J. owns stock in a lot of things, and not all of ‘em are gilt-edge, I can tell you. Even the big boys pick lemons occasionally.” ‘Did you know he was one of our di- rec tors? “‘No—when did that happen?” “Few days ago. The Street ought to be informed. It would help.” “Yes, it would help some, Duley. It helps with me, because I've somehow been a little shaky about the thing. You came bouncing in here with a lot of enthusiasm and girlish laughter and got me all het up and I sold your stock as you directed. There was something sort of out of the ordinary about the whole proceeding, espe- cially when L. J. and Mogridge both came after it. You and that partner of yours de- cided to swing the deal L. J.’s way and he paid a good price for the stock. I under- stand Moggy was pretty sore “Now you come along with another block and no one will touch it with a ten foot pole. Jordan seems to be off it. We didn’t hear a peep out of his crowd all day yesterday. Mogridge don’t want any, ex- cept a few blocks to turn round and sell ata loss to break the price. It beats my guesser. “Of course you're one of the uptown guys. Belong to clubs and wipe your feet on some of our best doormats. Probably call the Jordan girls by their front names and all that. Doesn't your social drag carry any influence these days?” “Nothing doing there, Waxy. I don’t mingle my business and social affairs, and if | did I haven't any special stand-in with the Jordan family.” “But that partner of yours, the bird from Podunk—say, what is he? Kind of a man of mystery? I hear he’s strong—very strong with the Jordan family.” Duley was perplexed. “Dunlap strong with the Jordan fam- He's met the old man a couple of times THE SATURDAY in a business way, but so far as I know he’s never crossed his threshold. Won't even come downtown to Jordan & Co.’s office. Where do you get that family stuff?” “Oh, I don’t know. Where does anyone get gossip or rumor? And do you know any small country village where gossip travels faster than right here in the shadow of the subtreasury? Someone told me that this man Duncan or Dunlop — **Dunlap.” Dunlap “ is a family friend of the Jordans. Duley’s impulse was to persist in his denial. Of course it was absurd. But sup- pose he didn’t appear too eager to scotch the rumor? What harm would it do? His round face rippled with a grin. ‘“‘It’s a small place, this li'l’ ol’ N’ York, isn’t it? Dunlap is a mighty good boy. I rather think L. appreciates his good qualities. Don’t know so much about their soc ial relations.’ “IT got an idea your partner was a hick more or less—sort of original comic. They say he stands people on their heads if he takes a notion—cave man, eh?” ‘*Well, you don’t see any bruises on me, do you? I live right in the same cage with of, all day long.” “You're his keeper, I guess. Better watch out he doesn’t tie a bowknot in you some day. You always were a pretty good tamer, Duley. Used to think you’d make a good man for L. J. You’ve got any amount more brains and pep than that pair of cravat experts—-Percy and Ferdie—you know.” **Who, Eggleston and Dabney? Is that what you call ’em? They’ve got you fooled—and that’s their game. They're deeper than you think—in fac t deeper than the *y want anyone to think.’ “Rats! Well, better luck to-morrow, Duley. I'll telephone you how things go. Stay near the wire. Jordan’s name on your board of directors is good for ten points or ought to be.”’ Things did go rather better next day, though the sinister efforts of Mr. Mogridge were still in evidence. He certainly hated to the I. I. C. C. get that extra capital. He didn’t know exactly what they wanted it for, but the mere circumstance of their wanting it, coupled with their cancellation of the contract with Burns-Elkman, showed him that it was to be used as ammunition in some kind of campaign to build the sales which must be had to make up for the can- celed contracts. The announcement of L. J.’s director- ship, however, served to counteract in a measure Mogridge’s attempts to depress the stock. He did not, of course, dare to go actually short of it, because the exact loca- tion of all the shares was definitely known. If there had been a widely scattered distri- bution of the stock that he could shake out of the tall grass by a raid he would not have hesitated. To keep on buying small blocks of I. I. C. C. and immediately reselling it a oint or two down meant the loss of a few Rendved lollars, but it meant also a cheaply created distrust on the part of a very sensi- tive speculating public. The stock was un- known, It had no record of dividends. Then the canceled contracts—really all one was buying was an interest in a set of patents and a rented factory. Still L. J.’s name helped, for there were some investors who believed anything Jor- dan was back of was worth a try. Soina couple of days Waxman managed to get between forty and fifty thousand dollars’ worth of the stock placed where it would— for the time being at least —stay put. Then he called Austin Parsons Duley on the telephone and required the immediate presence of both partners. “Darn it, Dule—I dunno. I said I wasn’t goin’ down there to Wall Street —it scares me blue. Well—wait till I wash up and change my clothes. I don't suppose I'd ought to disgrace you.” see xvir “Oe to know you, Mr. Dunlap,” was Waxman's greeting as he conducted his visitors into a well-furnished private office. He looked curiously at the large young man of whom he had spoken but a day or two before as a cave man. He perceived little out of the ordinary about Jud, except a somewhat impressive physique and a keenness of eye which one could hardly escape. It occurred to Waxman that if you fooled Dunlap once you'd have a mighty hard time doing it a second time. Dunlap surveyed the broker's office with- out external evidence of emotion. It looked EVENING POST much like other offices he had been in ex- cept for the stock ticker near Waxman’s desk, silent at this hour, since the market had closed at three. “Duley, I sent for Mr. Dunlop—lap— and you because something has come up that will interest you. Mogridge has made your job as hard as he possibly could. He’s tried every dirty little trick he knows, and that’s quite a good many. Consequently I’ve been able to sell only about forty-five thousand of your stock—and that is in my opinion the limit. It’s less than half what you tell me you will require. “Miss Turner” —this to his secretary — “would you mind stepping outside for a few minutes? “*Now as Mogridge has made the trouble, why not make Mogridge settle?” ‘How?’ Half an hour later Jud and Duley left Waxman’s together. “How ‘bout an ice-cream soda?’ gested Jud. “Always thinking about something to eat,”’ returned Duley. ‘Jud, you're still going strong whe n it comes to nerve. I didn’ t dare “I knew you didn’t. You fussed round downtown so long you learned a lot of tricks, so you think they’re always laying for you. You're mutase suspicious.” **Maybe.” “I’m just trustful.” “By George, I'll say you are! It re- quired some faith to tell Waxman to go ahead and chance forty-odd thousand dollars ——”’ “‘Dule, you told me once you were a born gambler. Gosh, you act conservative to me! Now I don’t like gamblin’ in any form—even rollin’ the bones in the Army seemed to me a foolish waste o’ time and money. But this is different.” “How so? Things may not come out as Waxman says.” “Yes, they will or he wouldn’t have said ’e mM. Waxman’s honest.’ “How do you know?” “Don’t know how I know. I just know, that’s all. Half that talk of his about bears and short interest and runnin’ to cover was so much Choctaw to me. I guess you under- stood it, and so long’s the proposition’s clear to you I'm satisfied. I don’t want to clutter up my mind with all those technical terms. But I got the main drift, and I knew all the time Waxman was speakin’ that every word he said was gospel. You can stake your shirt on him, Dule, and it’s only one more proof to me that a man as fat as you can sometimes show a spark of intelli- gence when it’s least expected. You get the credit of pickin’ out an honest broker. I've been told they’re scarcer’n hens’ teeth.” “Waxman never did a short trick in the years he’s been in the market. But risking all that money—why don’t you call up Jordan?” ** Jordan told us the other day he’d stand for anything you and I agreed on. I don’t want to be runnin’ to Jordan every time I need to have my nose wiped.” Almost sickeningly the question popped into Duley’s mind whether Jud Dunlap was the exceptional man among men who could size up an individual or situation with instinctive accuracy or was merely another smart countryman full of bombast and small-town self-confidence. Lord, if he were the latter, good-by to that priceless approval won from Jordan. Still in the conference just concluded Duley had been as a puppet in the hands of his partner. Jud had simply made the decision and looked to Duley for confirmation and Duley had nodded like a Chinese mandarin. So the die was cast. Waxman had their word and in turn had agreed to let them know when the psychological moment was at hand. It came very shortly. For about two years Burns, Elkman & Co. had been listed on the big board—the New York Stock Exchange—among the quieter industrials reputedly backed by increasingly substantial assets. The stock was paying regular quarterly dividends of something like two per cent and all reports showed enhanced prosperity month by month. Consequently it was quoted and dealt in at round one hundred and sixteen to one hundred and twenty and was but slightly affected by market conditions. Much of the stock was held by dwellers in small towns—farmers and thrifty folk who were regular customers of the house and who felt that every dollar’s worth of orders they sent in or influenced their neighbors to ’ sug- the other way—naturally June 5,1920 contribute added to the earnings of the com- pany and made their own dividends the more certain and substantial. They felt, in other words, an ownership interest and fat- tened their purchases accordingly. In the early days when the concern had been financed on the present basis, selling stock to these small investors had been slow business, and for that reason aid had been sought from some of the bankers in New York. Through these New York bankers afd their affiliated interests a considerable volume of the stock had been placed in the East. Thus two separate and very distinct classes of investor were represented among the Burns-Elkman stockholders, and it was because these Eastern investors demanded that prices should be quoted daily that Beco had been listed on the exchange. The Western small-town investor does not know a stock-market report from the side of a barn, but the city dweller of the Atlantic States would as soon think of going without his coffee as his daily finan- cial page, much of which he does not under- stand. Nevertheless commuting to town each morning he desires his neighbor to ob- serve that he keeps up with the daily price of steel and knows what the oils are doing, as well as the rails, the coppers and the rest of the active list. On a certain morning, then, it must be chronicled that wherever newspapers car- ried a column of New York stocks their readers observed that Burns, Elkman & Co., popularly known in the vernacular as Beco, had broken four points. On the following day the four points had increased to ten. That is, the quotation now read: ‘‘Open, 111; high, 112; low, 102; close, 105.” Then there appeared in papers wherever financial news found readers the usual at- tempted explanations. There was the change of control for one thing, which had come about through the acquirement by Mr. Jacob Mogridge and his associates of large blocks of the stock. Mr. Jacob Mog- ridge and associates meant Intercontinental Pulp and Paper, and Intercontinental Pulp and Paper was heartily disliked by many investors because of its go 4 unsavory stock-market record. Mr. Jacob Mogridge was believed to be responsible for this. Mr. Jacob Mogridge’s name was not a good advertisement for Beco. On acquiring the exclusive sales rights of Jud Dunlap’s churn the Beco advertising department had made haste to send out ad- vance notices of the wonderful new labor- saving device, and a tremendous volume of orders had come pouring in. The news that a highly profitable contract for churns, to- gether with this sales right, had been abro- gated or abandoned hurt Beco still more with its stockholders. Consequently the timid investors in city and town began to unload, slowly and hesitantly at first, then with a damning and increasing decision. The public turned on Beco. Subtly worded paragraphs appeared everywhere to help the good work along. Beco was on the skids. The price slid to below par, to eighty, to sixty, and with the public thoroughly scared and clambering out of the market the professional traders were not slow to take the hint, and began selling short. The stock poured into the market in an avalanche and inside of four days the price hit forty with a loud agoniz- ing thud. There it stuck from noon to closing. Mr. Jacob Mogridge and associates were powerless to stem the decline. They bought frantically. They were for a time helpless, for they had been caught napping. By the time they got their forces rallied the damage had been done. At forty they managed to check the slump, but it cost them millions. It would not do to allow it to stay there. They had to work so fast that temporarily at least they tied up a lot of capital and cramped themselves with the banks. Mog- ridge was disquieted lest Intercontinental Pulp and Paper might be on the eve of a duplication of the disaster. Consequently when certain large but somewhat camou- flaged interests made propositions which in- volved an immediate payment to him and his crowd of sufficient cash to enable him to ease his situation with the banks, he let go practically all his holdings at an average of forty-five. Mogridge was out of Beco for good. In the office of the Independent Im- proved Churn Corporation the telephone rang. “Hello!” shouted Duley. “Hello, Waxy. Yep. Wait a minute.’ (Continued on Page 104)

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Beneath these all-leather Arch Builders and Callous Relievers are verlapping pocket «© located that inserts of any desired thickness in be placed in exactly the right spot to support the dislocated bones in normal positior Adjustments are simply made by shifting mserts w changing their thickne Being all leather, Wizard ‘Lightfoot Adjustable Arch Builders and Callous Relever ire light, flexible and are worn without one being conse1ou f them Wizard Lightfoot Arch Builders and Callous Relievers are sold by leading dealers everywhere Usually where they are sold there is in expert who has made a study of fitting them If there is no such dealer near you, write the Wizard Lightfoot Appliance Company ist Street, St. Low Mo., or 944 Marbridge Bldg., New Ask for Orthopraxy of the Foot 1 simple treatise No charge LIGHITFOOT | ~~ BUILDERS ARCH \RO CALLOL HEE! LEVELER Continued from Page 100) He turned to his partner “*He says the time’s come!’ “All right,” agreed Jud cheerfully. ‘Tell him to shoot. And soon’s you get off the wire come out in the shop. I want to show you how that new fir’s comin’ in. I tell you, it’s dandy lumber if I'm any judge.” ‘“‘Good heavens, and he doesn't bat an eyelash!” thought Duley, and then cried into the transmitter: “‘Gotoit, old top, and the best of luck!” Mr. Jacob Mogridge now had thepoignant experience of seeing the stock of Bugns- Elkman begin to climb—and it climbed fast. But the volume of stock that changed hands was not large. There were plenty of buyers, but not enough stock to go round. Mogridge and his crowd would have liked to recoup their losses by picking up any size blocks, but they succeeded in getting hold of only a few shares. Their brokers were seemingly helpless. The professional shorts who had helped put the skids under Beco were now paying through the nose, for they found themselves unable to fill their orders for the stock they had sold so blithely on the scale down The market loves to see the shorts trimmed, because it doesn’t happen any too often. The shorts are constantly putting it over. The most workable adage of the Street is, ‘‘Stocks are made to se ll, not to buy 4 Waxman, the broker, in some mysterious way picked up ten thousand or more shares for Duley and Dunlap on a ten-point mar- gin. Their forty-odd thousand dollars went up to cover these margins and in the course of four or five days he unloaded this stock at an advance of all the way from forty to sixty dollars ashare. With Waxman’s com mission deducted the partners’ profits were close to half a million ‘‘Now,” said Duley, ‘‘we don’t have to sell any more Independent stock to raise capital. This money belongs in the com pany treasury. A fifth of it is L. J.’s, eh?” ‘He'll be pleased 29 ‘Maybe. I don't want to be the one to tell him we’ve been gambling with the com- pany’s money.” ‘You don’t? Gosh, I do! Let him get mad if he wants to. He hasn’t anything to say about I. I. C. C. except what we tell him to say.”’ Duley looked at Jud and shook his head. “‘T never thought Id live to see the day any man could talk like that about Lafay- ette Jordan,”’ he said. ‘‘Why don’t you go down to L. J.’s office and make him a propo- ition to become his partner?” “Dog my cats!” replied Jud. oe wouldn't be any use to him. I don’t care anything about this Wall Street game any- how. But I am sure tickled we made old Moggy feather our nest for us. No credit to us though. That Waxman is a smart feller and--say, didn’t I tell you he was square? And let me tell you somethin’ else he had some good inside information. I'd like to know where he got it.” Duley grinned “You won't have long to wait. I could pretty nearly guess out the whole combina- tion now.”’ “Don't tell me,” warned Jud “I’m a-goin’ to do a little thinkin’ myself on that same subject. Meanwhile we got a lot of plans to make. This business has to be reorganized and one of the first things to consider is the advertisin’. We're makin’ churns but we aren't sellin’ any, so that money won't last long unless we get some returns comin’ in.” ‘How much do you think we ought to spend in advertising, Jud?”’ “First year? Oh, couple o’ hundred thou- sand, I guess.” “For a mere doughboy,”’ observed the startled Duley, “‘the way you juggle large sums of money is amazing.” * Oh, I dunno. I wish it was as easy to learn to—er ‘i “Handle oil paints? Boy, if you ever get to be an artist, judging by the large way you view financial matters, the side of a circus tent will only be big enough for a small detail of any one picture.” Oh, maybe not. I was thinkin’ if I ever did get so’s I could paint I'd like to try miniatures.” ‘Oh, quit!”’ said Duley. xvi \ RS. POLLY DUNLAP, back at Asha- 1 luna sluice, wrote her son Judson as follows “Dear Juddy: Your letter was received and | will come to New York, but I must June 5,1920 say I hate to leave home. What you say about us living in a nice big house and lots of grass ground and a cow if I want it and folks to do the hard work is all very well and I am use to working and don’t mind as much as you think. I am afraid I will be homesick and miss the farm something ter- rible, but if you have plenty why of course no doubt you would let me come home some- times and see how things are getting on. “It is nice you making so much money and I hope it is all right too, having heard so much about how people do in New York in regards to money. If you can get money never mind the other fellow, though of course money that is made by those gam- blers in the Wall Street stock market some- body has got to lose every dollar that is won. But I suppose you would not do any- thing like that. As long as it is part of your profits of making churns it is all right, though how you could make a lot of money so soon from that contraption I cannot understand especially as mine is not work- ing good. One of the thingamajigs that it hangs by in the frame is broken. “But it will be a comfort to me to be with you and see that your clothes get mended up regular and you have some de- cent cooking and any time you want to have company you will not need to feed them on baker’s food, which is not good for the digestion. “Thanks for the money and I will write you again in a few days and tell you ex actly when to expect me so you can meet me at the depot. But of course if you are too busy I can find someone with a carriage that will drive me to your office or house I have heard of people from the country being so helpless when in a large city, but thank goodness I can take care of myself if I have to, Your affectionate “* MOTHER.” It was true that Judson Dunlap had bought him a house with plenty of grass ground round it, and it was one of those attractive places in New Jersey just be yond the Palisades, where he had driven with Mary Beverly. It was not an extrava- gant purchase —just a good-sized house with plenty of breathing space. He would never have thought of doing such a thing had it not been for Duley and Jordan, who in a board of directors’ meeting had out- voted Jud in the matter of compensation for his services. Jud blamed Duley, whom he accused of conspiring with old L. J. Duley cheerfully pleaded guilty “*Look here, Jud,” he said, “‘all this good fortune of mine is due entirely to you. It’s your brains and hard work and iron jaw that have made me at least a half million- aire. Now your mother’s all alone bacl there in the wilderness and I can only ex pect you to be homesick and discontented as long as you and she are separated. That might mean you'd take a notion to jump out of New York one of these fine days. So I’m not entirely unselfish in wanting to fix things so you can have your mother here to keep house for you —and if she’s the sort of lady I think she is she'll be cooking you some special extra feeds that you will in- vite your poor old fat partner to share.” “There!” said Jud. “I knew it. Alway thinking about eatin’. No wonder you get fatter every day of your life.” Duley ruefully counted the buttons of his waistcoat down as far as he could see them without extra effort —and the number was just three. “By George! I've got to go to a gym, that’s all there is to it.” ‘You better curb your appetite some too. If you ever get in the habit of eatin’ mother’s cookin’ you'll need two gyms.” Mary Beverly helped Judson Dunlap pick out the house on the Palisades. She had heard almost nothing from Jud for several weeks, and it did not in the least suit her to be thus ignored. She telephoned the office of the Independent Improved Churn Corporation. Austin Duley was out and Jud himself answered the telephone. “Yes, this is Mr. Dunlap. Well, bless my soul, hello, Mary! No, I didn’t mean to neglect you. Yes, I s’pose it does, only you haven't any idea what Duley and I be'’n through the last few weeks —oh, awful hot. We hardly ever have it like this in Ashaluna. Yes, kind of homesick when I have time to think. I’m goin’ to have my mother come here and live with me. Well, I don’t believe she'd like a flat. She'd be cramped and discontented. I was con- sidering about buyin’ a little place some- where. No, I haven't picked it out yet and Continued on Page 107)

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Duplex 4-Wheel Drive Leadership the Result Of Years of Service HE wonderful prestige of this heavy duty Duplex 4-Wheel Drive is resulting in a very great growth in the demand. Many companies in the heavy duty fields say that the Duplex 4-Wheel Drive is the only successful truck they ever owned. It is the wonderful Duplex stamina and ability for economical work that leads ex perienced users to speak of the Duplex 4-Wheel Drive as ‘‘the leading heavy duty truck of America.” If your kind of work has proved too much for the ordinary truck— you will find that the Duplex dealer near you can give you some really interesting facts. Many owners still seem to be using the kind of trucks. Get the Duplex wrong facts F O —— Know Who Makes the Truck THE SATURDAY EVENING POST LEX TRUCKS BU SIN CE S S&S * Se wR a NTERSTATe | ART A A MOTOR EXPRESS ome ee ———— Find Out Something About the Company Back of the Truck—Know Its History—Its Purpose—Its Length of Existence—This Will Give You a Safe Basis for Judging Whether They Make Your Kind of a Truck . + Thoughtful men have entire confidence in the Duplex Limited * + * feeling that this high speed Duplex is a safe investment because of the fact that it is a Duplex. Medium Electrical Equipment mechanically and constructively right passenger car Capacity * * HERE is a lot more to getting truck value than merely looking at the truck. In these days of ‘‘standardized”’ parts one 1s apt to fall into the way of assuming thé integrity and experience and success of the truck maker. Parts do not make a truck—no matter how good the parts may be. There are such things as design, construction, pur which whom it 1s pose and character of service for the truck is built—and by built. It is a great temptation to feature ‘““standardized"’ parts as suggestive to service value in the truck itself —although the value may not really be there. Per haps this class of trucks is deliberately made for the buyer ! casual or imexperienced There is, however, a constantly grow- Pneumatic here is a Speed Truck that + Tired Wheel lasts. it handles as easily Drive — Full Strong, rugged, and smoothly as a Two and at a minimum of upkeep. * * ing class of truck buyers who know this temptation and who are past the of being influenced by it. Here is one of the most hopeful tendencies in the truck business It is this tendency more than likely, that is really responsible for the fact that more than three hundred differ stage very ent trucks were forced to withdraw from the market during the last ten year: It was during these same ten years, mind yo that the Duplex Truck Company was forging teadily and surely ahead— until today it 1 f the oldest and most successful truck panies in America Men know much more about tr + than they did ten years ago—and it tat liable authority that the next f sce the elimination of many truck the market today Look at the dealers’ experience —mat f the have handled six or eight different t have some in customer hands tors ! th cannot supply repair part Ninety percent of the Duplex let other hand, have been distributing D x T b ever since this company was orgat The Duplex distributing franchise is probably the most sought after in the business today. Duplex dealers find that the Duplex gives them a clean business and a prosperous and permanent business 105 Duplex Truck Company Lansing v Michigan One of the Oldest and Most Successfil. Truck Companies in America

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—————— Continued from Page 104) blamed if I know how to either. If I only had a little advice from—gosh, weuldn’t that be dandy, Mary? Would you? I hate to trouble you, but honest, I'd be terrible thankful. What, the one with the feller to open the door for you? Sure, I can get away! My boss is pretty easy on me— yes, Dule. He's my boss. No, he’s out now, but that'll be all right. Yes, make it two o'clock. I'll have on my store clothes. All right, Mary—and a harmonious necktie. Goo’-by.” Duley returning a trifle late from Man- hattan, where he had concluded his busi- ness and lunched with a friend, turned the factory corner and approached the en- trance, observing as he did so the back of a smart town car with liveried chauffeur and footman standing at the curb. “Now I wonder what's up,” thought Duley There was a lady in the car and she was glancing expectantly toward the factory portal. She was small, quite dark, garbed in a mode which made the smartness of the car and its appointments no more than appropriate Duley was quite sure she was But at that moment his partner stepped briskly across the sidewalk. The footman held open the door of the car while Jud popped in, shook hands cordially with the lady and dropped into the seat beside her. The footman shut the door with a bang, took his place in front, and instantly a thin bluish vapor issued from the exhaust. The car drew away rapidly and disappeared round a distant corner of the factory, All this happened while Austin Parsons Duley was covering the distance that sep- arated him from the factory doorway. By the time he placed his foot upon the lowest step the car was gone. Duley stood a mo- ment and stared at the tracks it had left in the oily gravel of the gutter. One would have said he had seen something far more unusua! than a rather swagger motor car occupied by a pretty girl and a large young churn manufacturer. He climbed the two flights of stairs in a brown study. “Now, can you beat that?” he asked himself. ‘The old snide! Knows her well too, Anyone could see that with half an eye. Mighty secretive, that bird.” At his desk Duley sat and wondered some more. His work seemed at the mo ment to have lost interest for him. Jud was a sly one! Then there was that Miss Bev— Great Scott, why hadn’t he thought of that before? Why, it was all plain enough or was it? Darned if it was! Jud had asked him if he knew Miss Beverly, and, by George, he'd told him he didn’t think he had met her! But there was no mistaking that profile— that shiny black ‘air, that in- imitable and much envied style, or that particular town car which made so fit a setting. It was a funny little world and a funny little city. Duley guessed if Jud had wanted him to know he would have told him. Only somehow he had a vague feeling of hurt as if he had been purposely left out by a man whose confidence he felt he merited. Oh, well, Jud would tell him when he got ready! It explained several things which had heretofore puzzled Duley, but for these solved riddles it substituted new enigmas to which apparently there wasn’t any answer at all. The situation offered the promise of a headache, and Duley fell to work, seeking to brush aside the thing that had upset him. But it continued to tinge his thought for days to come. Meanwhile Mr. Judson Dunlap and Miss Mary Beverly were crossing the Queens- boro Bridge to Manhattan and making good time toward the suburbs. He was tell- ing his companion a good many things that somehow he had been wanting to talk about for a long time. He wondered why it was he could always talk to Mary, when he was so much inclined to diffidence with other people. Even with his partner he had never been overcommunicative, There was Jordan, however. He had talked pretty freely to L. J. Something about L. J. made conversation easy. Yet he had seen L. J. hardly half a dozen times, and the financier was himself no prodigal of words. It was as if there were omething subtly in common between Jor- dan and Dunlap that made them like each other. Some day Jud hoped he would be much better acquainted with the great Wall Street man, whose counsel touching international credits was practically equiva- ‘ent to a command to be obeyed by some of THE SATURDAY EVENING POST the biggest bankers in the country. He certainly didn't feel greatly in awe of Jordan, There was something about Mary that encouraged confidences, Talking with Mary was in a way like talking with Jor- dan, only Mary was a girl— and he felt that he knew her pretty well. He had never eared anything about girls. Mary asa rep- resentative of the so-called weaker sex had done quite a neat bit of missionary work, so that Jud was ready to concede the said sex had a good deal in its favor. You know three-four of those places we saw that day had for-sale signs on 'em,”’ said Jud. ‘I thought I'd like to see ’em again. You can find fault with the ones we look at and keep me from making a chump of myself. I suppose any slick real-estate man could stand me on my head.” If there is one thing in the world a woman enjoys more than another it is the selection of a house. If for her own oceu- pancy the task is doubly fascinating, yet she can advise a friend without that feeling of responsibility which makes it so serious. Mary Beverly was a bit flattered by Jud’s invitation to act as his mentor and had quite got over her annoyance at his failure to keep in more frequent touch with her. She divined that this was due not alone | to Jud’s engrossment in the affairs of the churn company but to a certain diffidence, a fear that he might be presuming. She gave him credit for a delicacy which con- tradicted to a degree the roughness of his manners. Mary Beverly could hardly have | imagined that a man could lack so many of the rudiments of education and breeding andstillbeagentleman. Yetshe recognized in Judson Dunlap an essential gentleman and a very fine one Mary recalled Jud’s mother, country bred, with labor-scarred hands and a_ bucolic twang in her speech. She remembered far more vividly than the sears and the twang the gentleness, the genuineness of their possessor. Mary Beverly was a snob and | shrank fastidiously from vulgarity, from | commonness. The ordinariness of the so- called lower classes, which in her mind included the great middle class, always re- pelled her. To Judson Dunlap and his mother Mary Beverly had suddenly found herself unable to apply the established rules whereby she determined social distinctions. She had to admit—let it be said to her credit, she was glad to admit—these people were just as good as she was. All they lacked was sur- face graces. The graces of the underlying | spirit they possessed in abundance, Conse- quently Mary wondered if perhaps she had not been too sweeping in her judgments of people in the lower walks. These judg- ments seemed to have been based on insuf- ficient data. Anyhow Mary Beverly liked Judson Dunlap with something that approached affection. He had saved her life. He had been chivalrous and generous. He was ab- solutely free from affectations and hy- pocrisies. And he was her discovery. In a childlike way she regarded him as of far greater value than the other trophies of her occasional camping trips. Deep in her heart she cherished the belief that Jud had come to New York partly on her account. Of course there was the churn. She was willing to divide honors with the churn on a fifty-tifty basis. But no, it wasn’t the churn either— it was art. The churn was to have been only a means to an end. Art and Mary Beverly had been Jud’s motives in leaving Ashaluna—and art had seemingly fallen by the wayside. Art couldn’t call him up on the telephone-——and Mary Bev- erly could. The girl hadn't the slightest idea of letting her trophy escape. She was a little jealous of Austin Parsons Duley “How is your partner?” she asked as they swept up the Drive past the clifflike lines of apartment houses, the occasional lordly residence, the smooth embankment of lawn and terrace. It was the first mo- ment of relaxation Jud had known for some weeks “Fine! He's a grand boy, that Duley You ought to come over to our office and let us show you through the factory. You saw me make a churn by hand back in Ashaluna. Now you should see how it’s done with machines. We can turn out a thousand of ‘em a day, or more if we're pushed : ‘Aren't ou pushed “No, not yet We had a contract for our entire output, but we canceled it. Now we're going to market our own churns Continued on Page 110) EMC Trade Mark Portable Eleciric Attaches to Any Electrix Light Socket Quick Drilling in Metal or Wood "THE efficiency of Temco Portable is quickly demonstrated on hard-to These easily-handled, reliabl any part of the buildings o1 and put right to work. Thi all kinds of repairs as well production The use of Temeo Tool marked savings im time ane of production breakdowns 1 tell you of the man i 1 ave Vou Lhdeonne Drills , Grinders, Buffers a srage The Temco Electric Motor Co., Leipsic, Ohio, U. S.

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 109 of Hudson Supremac The Super-Six Motor Is Exclusive Here is a picture to keep in mind. Even our 100,000 owners must be reminded of it. For the Super-Six performs its duties with such re liance and ease one is apt to overlook the causes for its supremacy. Drivers and passengers of a Hudson are seldom con scious that there is anything mechanical in its smooth transportation. It never obtrudes its mechanism. So we must, from time to time, call attention to the Super-Six motor and its exclusive patented principle, which accounts for this fact. This Is What It Does Judge how complete is its advantage. Merely to think of the way thousands of Hudsons, year afte year, are giving uninterrupted and economical service inspires the confidence owners have in the Super-Six. Such performance depends upon more than good workmanship and good materials. Other cars possess those qualities. But they differ in this. Forces which cause early motor destruction are con verted to the useful agency of propelling the car. Vibration is practically annulled. The smoothness that results is not only appreciated in riding ease, but it means absence of strain and friction that conserves years to the life of the car. It means freedom from fatigue to passengers. It explains why the Hudson rides so pleasingly and endures so long against the hardest service. It will be years before we can know the final limit of Super-Six endurance. But already it is evident that endurance is doubled through this exclusiv principle. More than 100,000 cars in service and nearly five years’ experience reveal the character of Hudson endurance. The proof is also shown in Hudson's unequalled records for speed, hill-climbing, and acceleration. They cover the field. Can there be any question of its suprem acy in these respects? Also a Leader in Beauty If it had no other appeal than its distinctive beauty, the Super-Six would hold high position. That is recog nized in the way Hudson has set motor car styles. Its exclusiveness in that respect is maintained by creation and advancement. Others can always be just behind its mode. But with its motor there can be no imitation. There it holds a monopoly. Strive as they may to accomplish the same results, no one has as yet by official proof shown that any motor equals or satisfactorily supplants the Super-Six in those qualities for which it is famed. Hudson Motor Car Company, Detroit, Michigan

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Continued from Page 2 tf) had erf | Ma r i t me { } ! t 1 tu 4 ] A Mar A him? lo o hou jump A " itt Ma He eT Most of the t aid, he ene i Ye " t A got some daughter coul If they're the deserve to be the Mar Iwo of ther i have ul meet ther “I'd admire one? Don't “Oh ‘ I like t ( 1 gue that a (>) vel] e] i La tre alike tof odd. That too. You have tof ‘el >a ot tol f you gi em a fa have ome real go aan xg |, mayle rhe her ter | ‘ how en ff to ad It kind of Mary Beve “espe al dena Ww it he fright, yor om "We lo he ()-ol t rea ' liner inage to entable We when I'm two I want to mee en don't believe you make t her for me rea the least sine i meet Mr. Jordan? I ] Oh, he to deat! ind iw Finally he came f othice erry whe through a |} er it, so he wante what he'd ( ed firector mw Laf ette J rhe ume l 1 s’pose I've be thing surpri i We { Jud, | IpPpose Ml Fraid of | t vi i en } g that ul the Allied ‘ \ © rig i ix to gri \ } fact | | eng ‘ er He " 107 , " We ped UW ye nth and mag ‘ t A e, | gue eresting ) 1 al ) ‘ le ‘ | } t he ‘ i 10 j f ed o ! “4 I } ‘ ert ! ‘ hin he 1 hea nes et of ' ( Mad l Ig iré 1 eto t e third NE me t IM lar, int we L ye pole ire er tive i treat ing Ofter i find the ww th Jor ra thar ow how to i he aid iven ft may look a make p to e othe y with jueer as e )ea e! | t re al t pope ) ‘ ‘ t ‘al t mpa ‘ 1 ‘ | vhf ik ra oe one of our raan Who ‘ ted with ying , wa that ‘ Sata , fou ene~ mies at one ‘ ‘ ( \ L. J ’ rding to all I hea one of our best ttle confounds ’ I’ve heard he ia got I Va ‘ Y« ‘ tes to. But I afraid happen to “ the nalur luice and L. J. can’t b t ! t e his scheme ind I don't want to be i part to it.” ‘It certa ppeals to one imagina- Lat tnougt uid Mar “Exact Jor ill on fire with it ya he want t fora monument to him elf me ynume costing a hundred ! ( aoiars or I iv! I’m afraid he have to b Is monument at some other ’ lt ight you ed Mr. Jordan.” »Id And I ist say he heer pretty fine about tl I told him flat i ed that he need expect Just because he’s a friend of e that I'd go ba ni hone belief hur 1 notion of |} Not y” iid Mar Beve No- tion! A lake over sixty miles long! ] ta y ' t nwitn nie i t d bab toa 1 Onl lifference } relative Are yu ‘ ul arent a little stub bo Ju yborr Ye I'm afraid I an And that’s wrong | promised Mr, Jordan first chance | got I'd give hit ur ir or two to expiain | ( and ul he in make me good deal o ! e too I rea e that. He wants to put a crimp in Mogridge and there | with } There’s two sides to everything, Mar For instance, the Hud on River Now we're on one le nall i! ! mur Vi t tre ner TI it whet ur W erg Jud thus concluded | dissertation be- cause the car was slowing up to wait for the ferry at Dyel i treet lle remembered another afternoon not so ng ago when he had waited in tl ame pot. A lot of water had flowed past since that time Things had changed with hi He had looked upon those neatly laundered New Jerse estate with an allen eye Now he came to choose one for his owr (on that day he had undergone a revulsion of feeling regarding the city. Now he to realize how far the revulsion was c: ig him, He was about to invest a number of thousands of di ir na home He was going to become a property holder, a tax payer, a en of a world which had until ecently bee is foreign to him as the soil of France, over which he had fought as a member of the A. E. F. He was adopting this land as } ca g the flag of his house to a breeze which had never ruffled the waters of Ashaluna It was incredible but, nevertheless, a fact. Judson Dunlap was setting up housekeep ing in a home with three bathrooms and a butle pantry Gosh ding it, he'd be wit Lif it wouldn't be a long time before etd = tition? He } ped mothe would e might not get used to it a hoped. Elder people are not so adapt- ible It would be calamitous if Mrs. Dun- ip kicked over the traces after a few week ind packed up to fly back to Ashaluna. Well, it had to be thought of. She had a mind of her own, that same Polly Dunlap. Maybe after a he'd rather do her owr old hayrake. It would leave him in a pretty fix, with a house and land on his hand ind the thought of that house and land became creasingly attractive to him as he and Mary discussed one property after another They had found a real-estate man who was now showing them about. He was glib and affable, a salesman to his finger tips. He was exceedingly appreciative of the cla n which the big town car with its ve attendant fixed these possible ly he placed his own construction upon the situation. Mary didn’t wear a wedding ring, therefore rich papa, petted da ter, hopeful son-in-law with prospects, suitable wedding gift to be paid for by r you couldn't blame the real-estat r addressing most of t ( ve i THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Ma fe ind the expe rie nee very entere- taining. She discussed seriously the num- be f chambers, the location and size of ae the distance of dining room from kitchen, the relation of servants’ quarters to main house, the possibilities of interior decoration, the disposition of greenhouses, lawns and gardens It dawne | fore iblv Mary was amazir competent. She thought of things which never would have occurred to him. By golly, she was a great was sO snappy, so vividly help! And she alive, so sparkling and—yes sir-ree Bob iful upon Judson that 30 all-fired bee-yutiful! She was a regular ttle peach, that’s what she was. The big fellow forgot the primary object of the expedition in the delight of watching Mary take charge And by five o cloc he bought a house and paid a small initial amount to bind the bargain. To accomplish this transactior the drove to the illage and Jud signed the contract the agent’s office. As they rose to go the man said cordially “Mr. Dunlap, you have made a wonderful election. I must say your the young lady i clever judge of values. I appreciate your patronage and I hope you both will enjoy your new home as much as I| have enjoyed introducing you to it.”’ He beamed. By George, it was just a gracious ; i whole-nearted a little speec! of felicitation as he had ever made in his life! What was his amazement therefore to observe the ung lady turning a rather becoming but very angry crimson and the young mar tutteringly embarrassed? What could he do, though? What wa there for him t » If he opened his head he'd atters wor probably make The pair ide him a frigid good day Well, it was damned lucky he’d got that chap’s name on the dotted line before he'd pulled suc! ‘Well, "het iought, all rig And if that big lad doesn’t marry M Peaches he’ of a fool than I think he Meanw! lent egregious bone P. “my intention was rhyt more ile in the car Jud and Mary were Jud in a state of pitiful and chagrin. He'd have done about very si agonizing right if he’d knocked that real-estate bird’s head off. Lucky for him Jud had already signed up. a rip- Judson Mary Beverly suddenly laughed pling relieving laugh for which Dunlap could have gone down on to her in sheer gratitude. his knees “Then you’re not—not mad at me, Mary?” “Why, you poor old dear, it wasn’t your fault! Why should I blame you? After all it’s terribly funny, I think. One of the funniest things that ever happened She laughed again and Jud joined her— only me immediately sober. ‘*Look here, Mary,” he you laughing at made a bad break, I'll admit. you come to think of it darned absurd about it after all?” He was leaning forward, his face to bec “just are anvhow ruddy. He blurted out his question like a distressed and embarrassed boy. Mary Beverly was startled, wide eyed, her lips and finding no words d through her parted to speak And in a flast i there pass¢ mind the picture of that house she had just helped Jud Dunlap to buy—a gem of a house, with the most fascinating sun par- lor—and a garage big enough for two cars —and six dandy fireplaces Judsor Dunlap was exceedingly good- looking. He was, she knew, as staunch as he was personable. The idea that had struck her as absurd now didn’t seem absurd at all. Quite the contrary. It was logic carried to a logical conclusion. Mary Beverly had always been used to getting whatever wanted. She now knew she wanted Judson Dunlap, blue eyes she and bad grammar and churns and frank sincere soul—hadn’t she once painted that soul for him?—and clean, honest atmos- phere of the big woods, and shrewdness and began. ‘‘I—don’t know 3 thing so very absurd about ddy d ,’ she said. " replied Jud, ‘I r. I don’t say it’ she 7 [. ” don’t think ‘likely and I so sso very whe the river those high rocky wail the meal.” * said Mary you do! You ; +} é June 5,1920 you to misunderstand me I’m not quite a plumb fool, as I guess you realize. Last winter when I'd only know: you two days I liked you so much it— well, it just naturally changed my whole way of lookin’ at things. I couldn't « xpect knowin’ me would do that to you, Mary. **Now I’ve talked a lot of how much | owed Duley and how much I liked Jordar I’ve just bought a Why? Because Duley and Jordan got together and voted me a lot of money to compensate me for what they call special services, so I could have my mother come here and live wit! me. Friends like that are worth havin’ Mary. And friends like you are havin’ too. Duley and Jordan, much as I of ’em, don’t mean to me what you I want you to understand how I fee! ‘Now | guess you why I asked just wouldn’t want nouse, wortl thint do what made you laugh. Even if what that hought and said about us was absurd iy I don’t want you to thint so.”” This remarkable speech seemed to leave Mary Beverly next to nothing to say. It was certainly very far from what she had expected from her companion. It was ar absolute ly impeccabie declaratior Mar vuldn’t tind a word of fault t. For that very reason it piqued her expla nation of her resentment was obviou She felt as if she were riding with a young man whom Nature had in some way pro vided with a safety devik chaperoning attachment that worked like an automat one of those things which regulate the furnace. If the thermometer got a trif 00 gh —-buzz-z-z! The device began to fun tion and temperature to normal. Yet she perfectly understood the man’ mental processes She couldn't help pa ing tribute to that instinctive delicacy of nis t wasn’t social humility, wh would immediately have itus of infe > to her. indicated a self determined st He was rior simply b It was at once a virtue and a fault of Jud’ that he rarely lost his imperturbabilit; Mary knew she w: bout as girl in New York, which much as could be said in descriptive text. She scious of her ability to attract and hold masculine admiration. That several mer had been pleasantly in love with her wa evidence that she was effective, not to say efficient, judged by properly feminine ards of efficiency. Well, there was time enough. If Jud chose to be imperturbable Mary Beverly was too finished a product to be outdone. ‘I’m glad my friendship means so much to you,” different from any other man I kné want you to feel that our relation isn’t a bit one-sided, Jud. I’ve learned to look at many things in a new | winter. And when your mother comes I'n going to see her often. I think there'll be lots of ways I can be of service to her.” And here Mary Beverly stopped ver! abruptly and became thoughtful. Jud ob served that her expression was one of deep perplexity, yet hesitated what puzzled her. She looked up. pretty as ar ng quite IS Sda\ £ as a whole chapter of } i Was reasonably cor tand Stand r she said simply. ‘‘You light since i o inquire ‘*‘Jud, do you realize that you’ve never been to see me in my home?” “Why, Mary, you see, I’ve beer busy - “Don’t apologize. It hasn’t been your fault, Jud. You weren’t too busy t« if I invited you.” **We-ell, But I t was up to me to ask you to let me come. | ought not to have neglecte @.”" “Will you come to see me, Jud?” “Sure, I will! When do you want me Mary Beverly knit her brows a moment She was going out of town for the week-end and then there were several other engage ments, ‘A week from to-night,’’ she the first evening I shall have then I'm going to tell you something t! that—well, I think I \ esting quarter hour in store for you d will you promise me something now?” **Anything at all, Mary.”’ **Then say you won't let what I’m going tell you interfere with our friendship houcht maybe not. nave a very inter + to Because I’m not sure you'll like it or that you will find it easy to approve of Mary Beverly afterward.’ ** Riddles,” you get to talkin’ don’t you worry. right.” Jud, grinning. ‘“‘WI in riddles I give up. Bu I'll keep that promise all Sala ie! BE CONCLUDED

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5,1920 VARIOUS RELATIONS Continued from Page 17 Richard had shown Elsie the letters he had received, but he might have saved himself the trouble, for the family, thor- ough if nothing else, had penned an equiva- lent number to her. In the naivest manner u Ire jerstand t Course I w ! ur I-ti 1 undesirable Wallace lude ia gave humor wa Friendship ceases when people fail to be ive themselves.” said Robert, and closed the a differer i 4 t iif ‘ ‘ . t i ; “Bad —bad,” door behin meal . *““And now we must decide what we’re 1 ing nade no preter Y rfectly cor- brimmed ir Phere tongue her p ‘ re he con other hand hi Amy endure Poor he be thir Wallace quotatior lack of « } ive bee \ Amy) So dert Robert Poor W the man But the wement the gun m t} vrief the i 7 Ke Heng, wher ed at out soa | fectly and proceed I re re | I But i t i mem be } ) re re ra j i erary eT of no cor mind thought otherwise juotat ed to develop his theory t i proud of himself for ha anyti to it i all, heden ion is per- equence,”’ Wal- ing brought the ng point ded going to do,”’ And a vote was taken. In order to be thoroughly on the safe side of justice it was agreed that letters should be written —not a single letter but several, which the various facets of his iniquity 1ould be polished and illuminated. These letters should be arrayed in the plumage of doves with steel points emerging at place the hand was most likely to not the smallest possibility deter the man, but we shall have done our duty. After that we can say what we like about him and, of course, he must be cut publicly and privately.” The minutes were read over, amended and approved and the company returned i el ariou Now here i homes a point for the student of Within four and twenty hours each and every one of those hardheaded councilors performed some gentle act of kindness within the ra- aius of his four walls. owr “I'd Marry You Now if All the Armies in the Wortd Tried to Prevent Me" No good service to this story would be by enumerating giving in detail there trifling beneficences, but the fact re- mains they were performed unobtrusively, | ly and with no thought of personal iin. One of the greatest anomalies in life contained in the difference between the mcerted and the individual action, for whereas kindness as a rule marks the latter, blindness and injustice mar done or just so surely e tormer, Richard and Elsie were married quietly without any fuss, and herein is contained the narrative swings over from pathos to tragedy. and the hinge which on they sought to convey that she was acting in a foolish and misguided fashion, a cir- cumstance she would “‘ be the fifst to admit before many seasons have passed.”” Their importunities, however, merely had the re sult of expediting the wedding and provok- ing in the pair feelings of the liveliest animosity. “You must understand, my dear,” wa contained in one of the letters, “that if you do this thing, we—the family —could never consent to entertain either Richard or yourself.”’ “Well, that’s a blessing, anyway,” said Elsie as she threw the page to Richard Then with a touch of satire, the presence of which was not surprising: ‘Curious how people misuse the word There’s no particular enter- tainment in meeting folks you don’t like The mere sitting at table with them is not entertaining.” Richard was horribly sensitive in of his outward reserve. He was immeasur- ably hurt and wounded by the attack ‘‘Look here,” he blurted out, ‘* perhaps it’s all a mistake. If you’d rather not marry me $4 Sut she would not let him proceed “I'd marry you now if all the armies in the prevent Did they vive a button > Would they have moved a finger to make you so? You're my little sorrowing child and I’m ing to make you smile —going to—going »! We'll be married this day week.” And they were. In the Great Western Devonward Elsie laid a hand in hi How quiet you are,”’ she said He blinked and lifted his head as though g out of a reverie “I was thinking,” he explained. “Yes? Of what?” There was an invita- tion to sweetness in the question and the softer echo: “Of what?” He pressed her hand “Of Amy. One car "t he Ip it somehow and | ——” ‘entertain.’ spite world tried to me for your happiness ro train speeding ling com It’s so long ago since she “Yes, of course.”’ He scarcely noticed her hand was with- drawn from his. “Our honeymoon was only but 4 He relapsed into silence, **T see,” said Elsie A small cloud settled on her and remained there. Out of the unexpected a thought arose and took form. Because he ‘, sad and wretched, she had giver but surely, surely the right of his no longer Sorrow, whic! source of their friendship, wa had no further claim to exist 1 or tacit, i lack of appre regard, al for a week, brow was lonely him herself orrow was had been the forfeit now Its their new relations, implie for her—an unworthy st a deliberate slight. From under her lowered lids she looked at Richard. His attitude and expression were remote; he was like a man alone wit! She shivered, moved her shoul name, ence presence, spoken ciation me his past ders restlessly and spoke hi Yes?” ‘You happy?” she asked. “Yes, dear, yes,’ came the unconvincing rep! Richard’’—with a littl voice I know, I know,” understand how it up— it’s bound to.’ Sut this is my wedding day, Richard It is not unreasonable for a girl to wis! her wedding day to be a success. Richard suddenly realized this fact and his duty and obligation to realize it. He put out an arm and drew her closer. But the mischief wa done. As her head rested against the lapel of his coat she could not choose but feel a taint of regret. It might have been sweeter to have laid one’s head upon the shoulder of a man whose heart was full of promise rather than memory. said he, “‘but you The picture comes 4 middle-aged man may be composed of a variety of sterling merits. He may be enthusiastic, tender, witty, thoughtful and cultivated. At times even he may be ener getic. But he will never be a boy, nor Continued ongPage 116)

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Continued from Page 114 N the he ior} 1 " w hin particul irl toe toward the fre ar mngratulating himself on the preservation nilar condition obt a hard day's wor! The draws him; he ikes hi and del ind repose of the head at vers pane His fore lure eart! disport n prai e ot corm proposals to wyri enses may be just a ite a ind his appreciation tt yut } robbed him of yutl t treasure heret middle-age covered of marries as appalled Until ther occurred to her that the differer ed « three mont! we would have a pronour fle the enjo ment of each other fireside, that domesti advancing u terror to vho are tive youth ny wu fluc nce, leep, t ane Richard ometl } Phi frequentl ometime re ted ‘ pl ither pone cre piece have been wuise much rat belief wa his inevitably expre to be bar . It wa ment sprang up ‘TL shouldn't cor you dor Ve Vhen one And the illogical fer M ide of the cuse Amv would never have but all ifter one tior It take mar good cul-de-sacs of ft dead end before There Why You some lle did Ke will h had been of 1 quiet earr good ( ul Throughout the twer d il were ma quart npared? st difficulty he rhere ean read the ind walked from ! thought With legal ewed THE SATURDAY impartially, crediting each with the strong points of He concluded that there was equal justice on either side, but that she, as the woman, was entitled toa margin. Wherefore, though he found her with her face to the wall in a pretense of sleep, he leaned across the bed and kissed her cheek ‘I’m sorry, the case dear,”” he whispered; “very orry Possibly he was that she would tell him he had no cause for regrets, but in this he was at fault “Doesn’t matter,” came the reply Sut it shan’t blame me in the future Next evening he returned an hour earlier than usual ‘I’ve se for the Haymarket and booked a table at the Carlton grill. You must hurry into your things or we'll lose half the The reformation of men is too sudden an affair altogether As a result an air of sacrifice and martyrdom is pro duced which defeats the purpoge that gov- erned it. A woman is never guilty of such a blatant and chameleon folly. If she de- on a change of front she brings it about and whereby the audience may slowly mark and assimilate the progression of her character toward the ultimate ideal. She will not talk out of one door a tragedy queen and burst through another in the frills and motley of a Colum , for she knows that such dexterity w and not a fact Con simple enough to believe doe you have cause to dinner immediate termine by degrees ly when Richard tongued the Elsie looked equen tidings of impending gayety at him in silent disapproval. “We were out last night; I don’t want to go out every night.” ‘Ah, but I do I want to go.” It was something of a tr il to continue his heel-and under the steady analysis of her cool gray eyes, but he did his best ‘I'm I've been at home too much of late So hurry up, dear, and your best frock.” Still she made no movement “Why didn’t you let me know earlier? Che dinner is prac illy cooked now ‘What's it matter? It'll warm up.” “You're so fond of recooked meals, toe elfect keen to go tumble into 3 Richard un too far off the day,” said ‘To-morrow is n't you ‘Live r mvir ny they say I don’t want to see vuu--I went to a matinée there WeeK with Paula.” ‘Oh, 1 en,” he said dully “Of course if you want to go particu larly a [his was more than he could cope with. 1? Good heaven I don’t want to go r my sake | arranged the last like that before; e gage and flung it back. er for mine. I didn’t to make a martyr of poken war was declared—war to the that bitter, ceaseless, day-and-night, 1 1] il warfare of man and wife During the Inquisition the Spaniards h perfecting many a pretty for inflicting pain, but it is knife cruel ese were more sure or veryday cur- y one sex against poignant » mpie € rency of torture employe another when they are piea ed to believe ance exist of each of us there is a key unlock the oven doors of hell, and the weakliest pair of arms have strength enough to thrust a fellow creature into the flames. year of his remarriage Richard Carrington was plunged into deeper despair and bitterness than even the death of Amy had wrought in him Almost he blamed Amy for the plea she had made. For the first time in her life she had proved herself fallible hour of greatest had wrongly advised him And Elsie! She too knew the spelling of torment and resentfulness. She was old enough for sense but too young for sensibil- ity. There the trouble lay. The one-time charms of the man she had married became intimate faults. His reserve she len and morose and made a grie\ In the hands So withina in hi need she his most regarded as Su imperceptibly, EVENING POST it so; his acquired habits as deliberate incentives to irritate; even his loyal duty to his first wife as an expression of disloyal contempt for his second And so by every device of imagination and ingenuity they put each other in the wrong and kept each other there. There is a proverb that bad news travels quickly but good news is even fleeter of foot. I would ask what news can be so good or acceptable as the knowledge that one’s prophecies have been realized. sibly through the agency of the small bird, whose wings are feathered with scandal and small talk, the tidings of Richard’s misery were brought to the family circle. Being cautious folk they did not readily accept the rumor until such a time as it was clearly proved, but when that time came the order went forth for technical rejoicing and jubi- lation. The situation was reviewed at a meeting which boasted a full attendance. “He made his own bed and he must lie upon it,”’ said Ellen in her Day-of-Judgment manner. Freda nodded, for what Ellen said went with her. Janet sighed, being troubled with rather a large heart. “He can’t say we didn’t tell him.” A pause, then: Pos- “Poor fellow! “Oh, don’t let’s be entimental.”’ Janet took a grip on herself and with an effort refrigerated her emotions. Ro&rt spoke. “The fellow’s down and out. So we've every cause to congratulate “There’s no question of congratulating ours He behaved abominably and as a result he must pay the price.” ) ’ said Robert, “‘before she died iim he was to marry again and Ives. ters “Naturally he says “The nurse indorsed it.’ ““Amy was not herself.” ‘Il sometimes think are at our best when we're not ourselves,”’ mused Robert. Wallace frowned. ‘ Robert think all subjects are matters for ey even manifestations of divine wrath. “Wallace,” said Robert, “you're : I've thought so for a long time. I know it.” “Look here! The awkward moment was over by the time-honored practice of send ing Robert out of the room “What it means,” said Ellen, “is that his wife has found him out— as we warned her would be the case in our let paused. ‘ Really one can’t help being sorry for the girl.” Janet embraced the opportunity of being sorry for anyone and prettily indorsed the sentiment. ‘* After all, she was too young to realize.’ “One does feel sorry for her,”” admitted Freda, “‘but she’s only herself to blame.” Wallace intervened. ‘The girl was made the instrument of vengeance,’” he observed sententiously. “In plucking, as he thought, a rose, Richard has found a thorn, and it serves him right.” “Yes, but it is hard on her,’’ mused Janet. ‘We've no quarrel with her. Indeed I think we should be grateful to her.” Wallace had to ask what that meant. “Ah, I see,”’ he said after a lengthy and tortuous explanation; “grateful for mak ing him miserable! Yes, yes, of course Hadn't struck me. What about writing her a letter of sympathy?” ‘“‘We've cut her so constantly in public it would be rather difficult.” ‘We are sufficiently strong to overcome difficulties of that kind,” said Ellen. “Yes, but what should we say?” “It would merely be a case of stating our opinions, of saying we are sorry for her and quite understand the position she has taken up with Richard.” ‘But don’t you think it might be mis understood?” queried Janet Ellen’s dictum was ‘‘No.”” There could be no misunderstanding a motive so lofty ‘Besides,"’ added Wallace, ‘‘I dare say it would be a very considerable comfort for her to realize she has our support in the matter. It’s not unreasonable to suppose she herself is unhappy.” ‘“‘We'd all better write,’ said Freda. “Then there can be no question of mis- understanding.” As the council rose a queer doubt as- sailed them. “*T wonder,”” murmured Janet. ‘‘It must be very wretched to be as miserable as he she did.” seems to smoothed Ler , She , June 5,1920 is—as they I wonder if that isn’t enough!” **My dear, we’ve talked the thing over,” replied Ellen, but there was an unusual softness in her voice. “One can’t help thinking of poor old Richard as he used to be. Remember that summer at Dulverton ’fore he married Amy. Decent little chap we thought him.” This, from Wallace, was unexpected Janet caught at the possibility. “Yes, I mean for the sake of those old days — when we were all younger —wouldn’t it be better if wedid nothing? Oreven She dared not finish the sentence in the intended form. “Is it up to us, [ mean?” Ellen spoke with a tone of tired authority. ‘Don’t let’s be foolish, Janet We've come to the way of making a united decision on all matters concerning the family. That in itself is the expression of the family. It would be a terrible pity if we allowed doubt or sentiment to weaken our resolves or our convictions of what is right to be done. It would upset the whole fabric. Individually we may feel sorrow at the sight of a fellow being’s sufferings, but collectively—as a family —we can’t afford to trifle with the serious things of life. We owe that to each other and to tradition. After all in writing a letter to this girl we are only performing an act of kindness.” “Technically we most Wallace agreed. **So, Janet dear, don’t let’s weaken for one instant. Just think, it might be the thin end of the wedge which would under- mine the characters of all our men folk and our cl ildren o ‘You're right,” said Freda. As they passed out of the front door Robert leaned from his study window. *Yoicks!”" he cried. ** How the ent lie? Run for it, hare! For the pack is in full ery,” are, certainly are,” does Richard stood by the mantelpiece and thoughtfully rubbed the vulcanite mouth- piece of his briar ‘So far as I am concerned you will re- ceive no opposition,” said he ‘“Why not be frank and ask me to go?” ne the answer. “Is it up to a man who asks a woman to share his home to speed her going?” “You'd be happier if I weren't here.” “God knows,” he replied, “I was wretched enough before you came. It would be a lie to say | was happier now.” “*T should never have married you. You did wrong to let me--I was only a young ster.” “You were old enough to understand the position. Still I dare say I'm blameworthy. I sometimes wonder, though, why you did.” Very honestly she gave answer. ‘I married you because you were miser- able.” ‘Is there a charm in sorrow?” at shouldn't have lost it,”” he replied, malice. “It’s a charm has grown somewhat.” no spite or anks to me ° I don’t know.’ ps it will ease in my absence.” Perhaps I’m ‘Perhay ‘I wish I could believe so. too old-fashioned.” ‘**For me you are.’ “IT can believe that.” “*D’You imagine my life is happy —even endurable?”’ ‘I think this can be |} ippy trou "Nag ‘“Tt’s a circumstance in which I have no experience,”” she retorted. he replied, and his eyes wan- I think any two people together if they take the ‘I have,” dered to the portrait of Amy in the shadows near the window. ‘That was a nimble one,” said she **You and I have skilled ourselves to that kind of appreciation,”” he observed coldly She made no reply and he went on slowly ‘I have often found that the margin of difference between good and bad — right and wrong—love and hatred—is almost infinitesimal Sometimes they come so close together that to define it is a practical impossibility. In legal cases the jury must decide, and does so, often enough, with gravest misgivings. Thus, Mister Black becomes Mister White not in actuality but as a matter of opinion and because in law or in general life opinion governs every- thing. I wonder how your opinion of me or mine of you stands in relation to the truth about either of us.” Concluded on Page 119

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————— ——— —e Concluded from Page 116 “We simply deal in results, don’t we ““Yes—unfortunately yes. But I would like to know how I came to make Amy happy.” There was a catch in Elsie’s voice. “‘T would rather it remained a mystery,” she said. ‘Probably it will.’”’ “Yes. It wouldn’t be very pleasant to be experimented upon in the light of true knowledge.”’ “*T dare say you’re right,”’ said he, for the armor was well hammered and well forged. Elsie rose and walked toward the door. “I think I shall leave you. There is no point prolonging this kind of existence.” As you think best,” he r “*You’re indifferent 2” “Oh, no. father, too sensitive to ask you to remain.” Elsie puzzled her forehead. “Before I go answer me this: Shall you believe our failure is due solely to my ac- count?” “Certainly not. Is was too old; too—unamusing; too re trospective = “But you'll tell your friends I made your life a hell on earth.” ‘I shall probably be confess I was unhappy,’ ‘Because of me.” ‘With you!’ “No, no. You'll say that it was my de- liberate will and deed to make you so.” “It hadn’t occurred to me. I merely accepted our failure as su without in quiring too dee pl into the cause, W hy the question ‘2 ‘No particular reason —except it wouldn't be very pleasant to have that kind of thing chalked up against you. A misunderstand ing couple is understood, but a deliberat persecution ns **No question of that,” he “Thank you,”” she said door There was quite a : ly ing on the doormat Elsie picked them up ar d carr ed them to her room She couldn’t tell why, but a strange diffidence >

houlder my share. I probably eak en ough to "he 1e replied frankly.

came over her in the matter of opening them “* How dare t} ey write ton e!” she said, and came near to throwing them unread upon the fire It was not ea to forget tl cut her deliberately in a public Freda had stared blankly ina ve lift, and the others had manifested their di approval from time to time in like place and manner. Possibly the sole remaining tie in her re la tions with Richard was contained in the rancor shared at the family attitude. “*May as well look, I suppose.” She tore open the first envelope and gan toread. It was an unlucky choice, for Wallace had penned the letter and the pages rang with misquotations and aphorisms ‘Instrument of vengeance”’ figured twice in the first paragraph, to be flanked by ‘tool of fate’? and more appropris ately ‘“‘a divin ity that shapes our ends “When Richard with such unseemly haste led a second wife to the altar he little realized he was taking a scourge to his own hide. We, who have looked at it with im partial eyes, can find no room to blame you. If _ are unhappy we extend toward you the hand of sympathy and the heart of understanding. We do not feel that you should reproach yourself for the grief you 1urant,

THE SATURDAY have inflicted upon this man. His suffer- ings are a direct act of justice and you your- self an unwitting but powerful agent of wrath, in short a tool of fate’’—for the fourth time. ‘‘ That you should have found him out was inevitable, and having done so * And so on. A filthy letter. The remainder Elsie de- stroyed unread. Then in camera she re- viewed her position and Richard's and the future of them both. It could not be described as a happy half : our the poor little tool of fate spent with herself. She placed herself in the light in which the family regarded her—that of a deliberate inquisitor whose sole aim was the destruction of a man’s happiness, She tried to convince herself their view was justifiable and that credit rather than obloquy was er due. The result of such reasor Ling was a painful and a pitiable failure. In her heart she knew it to be false and vicious. There is a divine right in whose hands the admin- istration of justice is laid. The put away and forgotten motives which had led her to become Richard’s wife reasserted them- selves in violent evidence. The will to doso had been as selfish as it had been unselfish. She had loved him—not perhaps as a girl should love the man s but with a steady, grave affection which, if de veloped, might have made their lives very sweet for each other. This she © had thrown

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away not unnaturally, but none the less foolish] And for > what? For the yr praised by the family Wal and slig! ited her for the ike o e recipient of Wallace's vile prose s aphorisms. Once more she looked at the letter, then ore it again an d again. Damn them!” she said. ‘“‘And me too Ih, oh, I’m so miserable!” A surge of resentment swept over her She ripped a sheet of notepaper from a pad set her teeth and began to write. As chief high priestess of the circle she addressed the envelope to Ellen tichard in the hall as she turned from the post. He stood ; let her pass In the half ligint he ~ ed very gray and old. She turned on the first e met

air and spoke » to him. “T wish I hadn't beer o beast! ill ab 1e said He made no answer and wly to her room and for a my while g into the glass l'o herself she muttered I could talk to him-—yet. I uuld make fool of myself. He'd look at me, but : Her eyes fell on the telephone It had been instal led at the time of Amy’s illne and worked from bedroom to Richard’ study. From time to time the nurse had used it to summon him or to ask for certain things to be procured. “But if I delayed now With sudden impulsiveness she moved d the little instrument and touched the bell push Richard in the room below started vio lently, — and picked up the receiver “Yes,” he said With a curious metallie ring her word came down to him “Richard, are you lonely there "7 suppose s0,”” he replied “Tam. I'm lonely up here.” ‘I don’t understand. Shall I iz “Don’t come up —I don’t want you to I want to talk to you while you Sit down, Richard,” tood looki

>” come up can t see me, yt par? one’s neigt bor,” said Robert ‘to do him a good turt e individual, Con enemy; When ther to and that’s a job for gress and society are every man’ the individual is every man’s friend we league ourselves with one ar decide upon the right of this or the wrong of that we are governed by one almost inevitable result e certainty of our col lective injustice; but when we tuck our elves away from each other in the privacy of our small subconscious souls, it’s a pretty ire thing we shan’t be far off f1 mia decent thought and a friendly act ‘R tobert talks the most dreadful nor Freda, “but he has rather a ense, said nice way of putting thing And thi muugh they did their best to sup press it there was a comfortable smile on the face of the family as they sipped their tea at the close of the meeting

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST June 5, 1920 GWEN’S TONGUE Continued from Page 25) iffeur, but a pe ‘ rganized in love wi I never was in love with “*Come on, Sim!” Gwen called in a per- ““Which way is the barn?” Jerry asked was recovered terical for a day or two fect tantrum of impatience. ‘‘Come on!” “It’s a garage,’’ Alex returned. ‘“‘ There's almost inta ved ' vat Alex interrupted her Alex made a step to join her, but Jerry no need to go there. Just round the corner ventual cle . isregarded him quickly thrust himself between him and of the shrubbery there’s a place cut off quite a Domut r ( happened at that horrid ) the door. from the house.” de alws find ¢ house part he went or ‘I felt lonely I think we'll st and smoke,” he re- He was trying to remember a trick the verentiy wh ve | li and out of place and disliked He r marked conclusive! old gym director at college had taught him tended feel as I did about it, and I just Gwen almost ran from the room. Joan, If he could land that early in the game, forgot there were any other sorts of people on her heels, was beginning to cry. poised just right in the world, and he was the best . They reached the spot Alex had sug- ‘Why did you break it off?”’ Alex de al gested manded. ‘That's what I want to know.” i HAD never struck Alex Iredell how “Fine!”’ Jerry said, as though in the Joan faced hin well built Jerry wa What’s the mean- friendliest approval fecause I realized before i t th ing of this he inquired with an attempt Then he took off his dinner coat and laid tation how I'd heen. You showed me at magnificence it on the gras Alex removed his linger- ourself, That Pearce woman came down I’ve got something to explain to you,” ingly th us, do you remember? And you put Jerry replied obligingly ‘There's just something I want to make yn the train and gave my hand a little Sim had lighted the little aleohol lamp. perfectly plain to you,”’ Jerry expounded. ret squeeze, because no one was to know He passed the tray to them “Speak when you're ready.” were engaged, and then stood on the ‘We're not smoking,” Jerry yelled at Alex could have pointed out that he latform with her, waiting for the train to him wasn’t in form; that he hadn’t done any ‘ It was cold enough for an excuse No?” he asked, lighting his own cigar. thingfor years. Jerry didn’t know that, and ngaged to} r put hand in your pocket, and We're going out on the lawn.”” Jerry it would have saved him broken from it as the train drew off you thrust your pplemented that informatior He got into position—Jerry had given eemed absurdly », and I could see from her expre t dh! aid Sim him back to the moon—poised, invoked them th: ou were pre ng her You think I ‘| suppose you know thi s damned _ the spirit of that gym director and said, jealous, don't you? I] was disgusted childishne Alex hazarded in as de- ‘*Come on!” tation } . $ ore so thar P } by some ached a eas he could prese ng grave Jerry applied the immemorial masculine Joan sat on the big couch by the fire It was lil nding on engaged to goad rave every indication of having sunl ndering t Then I came to ‘Want to ¢ home to mamma?” i H ondition of chronic grief That sort party witl juired ing was physically unendurable to Gwen Alex had boasted to Gwen of hi edon : tried, ‘“‘ Well, it won't do any good to from the denials im} 1 n gentler ! 1" first: then, ‘No man’s worthy er) It i ) f 1 he lacked urag f ing for, Joa They're dear creatures, but t! 0 e estate of being : ntl if beg erying about them you might man is the only rigor which can k i as well ive asthma, for all the attention I'll n r look ; reasoning human being from avoiding ou g *; and finally put her arms round Alex ansyv probability of a be iting. t young person’s neck and said ‘Joan, Jerry, then pus! ick “You go to hell!” he replied, and, as can't bear it! Please stop! Please!” r explained that her m Jerry had opened one of the long window Joan replied by gesturing her away with row rby salad serv and stood by it, pushed past him into the i miserable head and by saying: “‘It’s all moonlight our fault!” Every male instinct in Sim was clamoring Phi o startled Gwen that she drew [ t he hadn't been bidde ba and said, ‘‘ Well, I'd like to know ly at the window ng v?"’ with the incredulous surprise she | j » follow them, bi o he stood wistf } alter the two f 1 } ul ig . ing lawn, then turned and gathered up his pre ruck at her like a cobra In the other room,’ ents so that Sim came to the door at that mo- e ment, saw Joan and was going away, l rures crossing the lve night have i layed if a pet pug had | J his wife shouted, start no on ing for the door would b when Gwen summoned him Sim rose and turned hurt by his ‘Come in! Where are the to the sideboard for the neglecting others?” cigars and cigarette: them ‘*Went outside.” *Together?” Sim nodded. Joan, holding her handkerchief over hereyes,stood up “I’m going upstairs,’ she announced. And when Gwen protested, “If you think I’m going to have anyone see me like this,”’ to which there was appar- ently no feminine counter argument ‘*Where’s she going? Sim asked ‘“‘Upstairs to see if she can get enough water in the bathtub to commit suicide. I suppose we'll have to have it dragged in the morning.” Tears distressed Sim “Is that supposed to be funny?” he inquired “It’s grim humor,” his wife explained “‘Haven't seen anyone cry like that since the day you made your will,’’ Sim observed. And at the memory of the torrential sorrow Gwen had exhibited at the contemplation of her own decease he could not resist a smile. Gwen grinned, too, little sheepishly. ‘You mean devil!’’ she called him ‘What's the matter with ‘ ery body ‘Oh, Joan was engaged to \lex once and she hadn't told Jerry about it, and you let it out and they blame me, and | feel as though I'd been over Niagara Falls in a barrel.”’ Jerry Duane came from the dining room. His coat was im- maculate, but there was dirt on his shoes and trousers, his cuffs strag- gled over his wrists and something dark-brown “I Was Startied,”" Miss Pennoyer Explained. “Just for an Instant I Thought You Might be the Woman Hamilton Pearce Married" Continued on Page 126

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SATURDAY A Perfect Shave— ‘Time and Again Nlen are beginning to realize——as all barber: that to deliver a pertect shave a razor must lv lone have known tropped before it is used. Inyhody Can Strop a GENCO Razor | endanger NCO al Git ’ ; | gecuratel tempered, razor lance 1, pr ingly low, vuarant sUrpri “GENCO GGENI CORPORATION Geneva, N.Y. VA CUTLERY 22 JW Cates Avenue Largest Ma Ka nthe Gene STROP EVENING POST (Continued from Page 122) stained part of his shirt front. It wa evident he was in transit only. *Where’s Joan?” he asked. ““Gone upstairs.” “T’ve explained to your friend Iredell why a man can’t make love to a girl who’s engaged to another man,” he stated. ““Where is Alex?’’ Gwen demanded. ‘“‘He went up the back stairs.” “You hurt him!” ‘He'll beallright in themorning. You've done a good day ’s work, Gwen.” **Well, I like that!’’ ‘*What’s he saying?”’ Sim Jerry bent and yelled in giving Gwen hell! ‘Won't do any good,” Sim an “You can’t cure Gwen.” ‘I guess that’s right,” Jerry answered. ““Night,”’ and he left them Jeen fighting?’’ Sim questioned. ‘I think he’s killed young Lochinvar,” his wife announced, and went upstairs to isk Joan if she wanted anything and to tell her that she had telephoned Miss Ellen Pennoyer the news of the engagement be- f quite asked his ear: “‘I’m wered nner ‘ lock, he'll be the twelve o' You and Jerry better go to meet her.’ Her applause was a moan. over or x ERRY woke with the conviction that he e) had made an ass of himself. It w: merely a manifestation of the penalty civ- ilization | physical self-assertion. He got into tramping clothes, begged a cup of offee from Chambers and was out in the woods before half past sever He would on illy pause in the golden heart of a thicket or on the gaudy slope of a hill to adare himself aloud, “Who the hell do you think you are?” was the burden of such peeches, The beneath them was that he hould have known when he was lucky and not have presumed to object to anything Joan chose to do or ’ oO Lay idea permit, Wher upif that Sim told Gwen it was time to get he was going to church she announced ould dispense with genuflections. being questioned she admitted that the of the evening before had made her a little ill. She was proud of the fact. ‘I think it’s quite fine of me,”’ she said. ‘I didn’t realize I was so sensitive. If I went to service feeling as I do the little rector would give me thoughts which would me of hell fire.”’ ything wrong?” Sim asked, putting the back of his hand against her cool cheek. “It's just a touch of nervous indigestion and it’s perfectly natural; but the rector is so exhilarated about his religion that I couldn't stand it this morning. He looks as though he'd been scrubbed pink with hard-bristled righteousness.” “Feel hot?” Sim worried, “‘ Had I better send for a doctor?” “Great heavens, no! I'll be down in time to delight your Mrs. Ham Pearce by presenting the complexion of a puffball. Have Mattie hurry up with the papers.” Sim went down to his coffee and stuck out his anxiety through half a cup, then told Chambers to telephone for the doctor and, having finished his meal, sheepishly ascended to confess having done so. he w ar event When Chambers took Alex Iredell his breakfast at half past nine he found that gentleman fully dressed, sitting in a chair by the window apparently absorbed in a book. “Will you ask Mrs. Applegate if she can step to my door?” he requested Chambers, without so much a ing up. “Mrs. Applegate hasn't risen, - Chambers told him. ‘She is not feeling well to day oy ve got to speak to her,”” Alex replied. t up, will you, Chambers?” ie result was that an interview arranged by negotiation between Chambers and Gwen's maid, and Chambers led Alex to her door with an air of long-suffering prudery which did credit to his upbringing. Gwen was sitting up in bed looking sur- prisingly juvenile, her embroidered bed jacket falling over the linen and lace of her sheets like a torrent of sky, her hair about her face in a tumble of curls. **I'm glad to be ill so that you can see my Mary Pickfords,”’ she greeted him. **You look very cunning,” he admitted. “But I must say I would rather be thrown into an arena of wild beasts than come to one of your house parties.” lool sir,” was June 5,1920 “Tt doesn’t seem to have done you any harm,” she replied. ‘I’m the real victim Look at me!” ‘I am giving you the benefit of my one uncontaminated profile,” her guest re turned. ‘As I have no desire to appear at luncheon in a vinegar plaster I have come to tell you that I am going to spend the day in my room.” “There is a train at eleven-eighteen this morning,”” Gwen suggested. “It is the worst train I know, but it might be exciting than spending the day in your room.”” “Thank you, Gwen. But I think in thi instan [I would prefer the malodorous indifference of a sleeping car.” He paused, If he had been a schoolboy ould have shifted from one foot to the otner. “That's a very good phrase,’’ Gwen si feeling sorry for him. “The most disagreeable fact, to my mind,” he went on, ignoring her, ‘‘is that I was trying to do something very profes sional in my encounter with Duane. I hac just poised and was aiming a stroke when my foot slipped and I impaled myself on his Nobody will ever believe it, but it’ true. He could have beaten me probably in the long run, but not so easily as that I swear.” e agony of his fear for his dignity was a patent to her pity. “Who'll hear of it?” asked, realizing what he feared most and meaning to reassure him. “Oh, I suppose you'll spread it broad cast, with footnotes, appendices and illu trations in fourteen colors and gold,”’ he saic. “I haven't any illusions about that.’ It was a mistake. * Don't kling her nose, more he w ud, . | ever sne be nasty!’’ she answered, wrin “Chambers will bring you ome nice helpful books and any remedic you may need, If you're in a contrite mood | migat ask the rector out to pray with you this afternoon. What is to be the official story? A door?” sae door,”’ Alex ac quiesced, “That's always good,” she said cruell and held out her hand in dismissal Alex passed the doctor on the way room, Tha hi Joan, having cried herself to sleep, tried when she woke to rediscover enthusiasm she had felt for going to worl There was no use thinking of Jerry, she knew, yet her thoughts kept returning t: him and insisting on a terrible analogy be tween herself and that other woman he'd been in love with. They both had cor cealed something from him. After the night she had passed, the difference betwee their concealments seemed almost negligi ble to Joan. She tried to hide her misery from the maid who brought her tray, and told herself that possibly some spark of his affection had survived, If he would send her word. She waited for that. By eleven o'clock she had decided she couldn't Wall any longer. She descended, and after looking every where through the deserted room for Chambers. “Has Mr. Duane come down yet?” asked him. ‘He went for a tramp at seven o'clock, Miss Pennoyer,’’ Chambers answered. That was equivalent to an avowal th: he was through with her. She was about to return to her room when it occurred to her that her aunt was arriving on the twelve o'clock and, whatever Jerry’s feelings to- ward her, he couldn’t leave her to face Aunt Ellen with the fragments of a shattered iwement all she could offer as reason for that lady’s journey. ‘Which way do you think he'll come back?” she asked desperately. “T think if you would wait on the stone bench under the beeches you'd be apt to see him quicker than any place, Miss Per nt She thanked him and took his advice The beech trees were turned red gold Gwen had had scarlet sage planted along a stone wall that climbed the hill beyond them. It was incomparably lovely in the bronze sunlight. Joan sat on the bench and rehearsed thoughts like a company of weary actors. She resolved to make herself be lieve that he would never want anything more to do with her; that would make it easier when she learned it was true. To that end she reiterated her assertion that he would think her just like the other woman, only possibly with less courage. some of the so rang eng nove t (Continued on Page 128)

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THE SATURDAY Continued from Page 126 Pennoyer re plied. by f r forward or On r i “id M Pennoy good deal of satisfaction from the dr ‘I caught cold on the train,” she a silence Did Aunt Ellen? I'm awfully some quinine nuate him- at her Jerry mentioned Ippose to think she ever sented Per was be "her aunta if Mi ularly irascible it ed about me to y urred t was part had made a fatal omissior she queried, 3 too late to do much good ked ne Wi f time you a “You haven't ev! them Flo d ed.” They phere of high tragedy drew up to the house in an atmo Gwen and Sim were or he steps ‘ Lep “Hello fine the the hirmnes of a triumph ove her that it was appalling 3s terror. Even Gwen "* Miss abominable trip.” ny room! Pennoyer been an said the hall (Giwen leryged fron M Per then up noved Miss bug please 6a lelicately, but be- ' Per novyer's noyer pouns ed in a tone of > smallest cried contained her vest transforma for profane hands. Sim snoulder You're lucky Pent oye r's he said ra nephew,” ver avoided a ambers, Joan acc When they were oyer took off her and proceeded to get out her best response by ompanied left alone hat, loosened ( xplained as reason for second,”” she saw no wasting train.” Joan agreed lackadaisical didn't sleep |: t nasatliy ngaged because you didn’t matter? Jerry?” I dor heen ‘ } a it’s ¢ ake your ushing in I do } You don't to me like 1 think t » to a thing a very t know him ure He felt mor him Moreover domitable if marry him hi ill and yan’ | ha ‘ . ** Dor What are you sorry about? your advice’ | usually say what I mean?’ Joan then delivered the great surprise of t stence Aunt Ellen,” “Do you want her nt's ¢ she said, “I me for any- thing € Ise Her aunt stood quite still and opened her mouth. When a moment had passed and EVENING POST had received no response Joan with- drew. In the moment after the door had closed Miss Pennoyer felt a pang more like conscience than any she had ever felt in her life. She knew something was wrong, and she knew there was no use expecting Joan to confide in her. It was her own fault. Her mind unrolled dry parchment ye until it came to things that had happened she had needed whom she could turn she long ago; to a time wnen someone t¢ ina loneli- ne that made her yrim as sne remembered She put the transformation down to re- it even now on the dressing table and sat cover herself A she did rror and she said, ‘‘ You! t o she glanced You!” sup at then in quite the neredulous one one is posed to employ when addressing a ghost. It was not her image she spoke to, but a young man’s. For just ar Miss Per thought he was only existent to he ‘r Visior Then she realized he was nstant g in a window at an angle from She had been startled almost out but quite, for went and pulled down the blind Joan, going wearily downstairs, saw Jerry waiting for her. ‘It’s all right,”’ “What do you mean 9 ‘She told me } er of her wits, not she straightway she told him. broken.’ ‘I suppose there’ for me to say I’m sorry I was such a fool —and ui W eariness dropped from her. He was aying thi to fl wanted to fling her arms about his neck and do which might turn into a laugh oracry. She hadn't the remotest 1dea whict “Jerry G;wen was upon them “The Pearces are arriving,”’ iced * You've to come and gi me support. I saw them start up the drive in a lavender limousine upholstered ir blue It it ‘ Violet Chey accompanied her to the library. She omething she began, she got looks as though they must water.” xIV MM HAM PEARCE considered that he had graduated from the « loistered she had found it thie first years of ner onservatism to assume during married life. The pose bored her and she had lost the desire for complete assimila Ham’s friends, had tl motive force flashed her handed her down from which she tion by been her smile at Sim as he the motor. ‘** How's my old sweetheart?” The extent of Sim's attentions to her had been two lifts home from the « ountry « lub, but she had been quarreling with Ham and wanted to annoy him Ham from the ear with a look of bewildered civility which betrayed his abrupt shift from engrossing domestic hostilities to the she asked des« en led armistice of convention cupled Sim was preo¢ It always made him more deaf, “Have a good r »” he queried ‘Ham's in a grouch,” she shrilled haven't see you at the ¢ lub for ages “We think it’ ynfortable,”” Sim re turned, se people could usually be counted on to comment on the hall. ‘‘Gwen did it They reached Gwen met them ‘You know Mrs. Ham,” feeling formality was necessary. “‘How do you do?” Gwen said. “I’m afraid Sim has asked you to the meagerest meal of our week. I've managed to con vince my cook that one can be a Christian and have Sunday dinner at night. It took of eloquence, and the result is that pottage and lentils bec: the drawing-room and Sim ventured, ome year get only we usually Sunday noor ‘I'm terribly sorry not to have called,” Mrs. Ham replied, ‘I heard what you said about It was awfully funny.” Gwen's expression changed a shade. It the expression would have Hottentot chief had she had no offending him by recognizing of his presence in her drawing- me became she shown a intention of the anomaly room How nice of you!’ sheexclaimed. ‘* You must know how I love to say anything fun if You've met these people, haven't you?” “Of course I have,’”” Mrs. Ham assured her. *‘Hello, Jerry! How are you, Joan?” “Hello, Gwen!" Ham glumly watching his wife Gwen had known him since she was a child, and felt the quick sympathy of a woman for a man who has married someone said, and stood she dislikes June 5,1920 “Had any more boils?” she asked, be- eause he’d had one the last time she saw him, and he liked to talk about his maladies. **Got inoculated,” he responded. It occurred to Gwen that another pleasure had been taken from a life not too crowded with happiness. Mrs. Ham was reminding Joan she hadn’t seen hersince the Achesons’. “That was the most wonderful party,” she volunteered, swinging back to Gwen You should have been there.”’ “I’ve heard all sorts of accounts of it.” “The main difference between mine and the rest is that I admit I had a good time It was Everyone drank too much and flirted too much, and Ham had the nearest thing to D. T’s he’s ever had The doctor called it nervous exhaustion.” “Said I'd worrying much,” Ham put in, reviving at the opportunity for expansion. “Or that I'd got to stop worrying. Which was it, Vi?” **Nobody cares which it was,” returned ‘‘How do you know they don’t?” Ham demanded. ‘‘He said I'd got to cut out worrying. That was it.’ Mrs. Ham made a gesture with her shoulders meant to imply to the rest of hi auditors that she suffered with them “E had a whirl with Alex Ire dell,”” she ‘*We used to call then the icicles, though I must admit he warme up after Joan left.” immense been too his wife even Joar went or lett Miss Pennoyer entered, her first. ‘I hope you noyer,”” Gwer ‘““Does that mean I kept you waiting? ‘Indeed it not. Miss Pennoyer, may I present Mrs. Pearce?” T through the formalitie was d,”” Miss Pennoyer ex- id. ‘Just for an instant I thought you might be the woman Hamilton Pearce married ‘I am,”’ Mrs. Ham replied Her smile was brilliant with a difference that these It confirmed her in the snippy, and her re- magnificent ir didn’t Miss Per yree ted her hurry, does They went idea friends of Ham’ were show them Ham emitted a sound chuckle. His wife gl: **Amused, darling Chambers ar 1 solve to curiously like inced at him »”* she questioned Cwer betweer and Jerry, tween the N tain reserve would be becoming to her own position under the circumstances and both pleased and astonished herself by the way she maintained it Joan evidenced her haleyon mood by giving Ham Pearce the rapture of appar ently undivided attention. He had an unfortunate memory for unimportant con- versation. She was able to listen and give what response was necessary, though i: reality absorbed in the delightful problem of what she should say to Jerry. A really clever woman would pretend to be a little injured but ready to forgive him. His dark eyes met hers as she thought of it, and she wondered if she would be able to manage it Sim at his end of the table compared his luck with police dogs to Miss Pennoyer’ trials with cockers. Mrs. Ham took care of the conversation on her side of the table She made it her object to amuse Jerry. She had unfortunately discovered that people apt to laugh at intimate domesti revelations and had been betrayed into thinking herself a wit. ‘You're looking at my lips,’”’ she accused Jerry He had not been conscious that he was looking at anything, so he denied the charge. “Yes, you are,”’ she insisted. ‘‘And I know I’ve changed my color of lip stick, but I’ve had to since I let my hair go back Ham says it looks like hell, but he’s getting used to it. What do you think?” Jerry was polite “You're a dear old pal,’ she told him, patting hand. ‘“‘Ham thinks I’m a rotter anyway. | Sim icTOSS the table be Pennoyers. She thought a cer are nis The other night he woke me up and told me he was dying of pneu- monia, and I said, ‘Then please sign a couple of blank checks, Ham dear; I have a million bills coming due,’ and went back to sleep without even telling him where the hot-water bottle was. He was furious My dear, he has no sense of humor. I told him he looked like a morbid robin last month, and he sulked for a week. He does though.” ** It’s so unusual to find a man who doesn’t relish frankness,’’ Gwen observed with pro- priely. (Concituded on Page 131)

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I Concluded from Page 128) Mrs. Ham wasn’t quite sure she meant it. ig dear! I want to tell you he other night,”’ she went on. ‘] had a quarrel with my maid and he wanted to have her arrested. I told him, You can’t arrest a maid. They always know enough to have you hanged.’ Don’t they, Mrs. Applegate “You might inquire if they haven't someone at the deaf-and-dumb school near here,’” Gwen suggested “I'd like mine blind too,” Mrs. Ham everated. ‘‘ You used to be a great maid, lerry. [remember you used to hook me up when the light was too poor in my dressing room. You aren't out of a job, are you?” Mrs. Ham hadn't succeeded in getting lerry’s attention, and she thought cor- re tly that would do it Moreover, she was not averse to startling her hostess. Jerry’s face performed an imitation of a blotter with one corner in red ink **f didn’t know you and Jerry were suc h friends,”’ Gwen remarked, amused at his blust ‘“*Friends!”’ Mrs. Ham echoed. “Jerry and I used to be on the road together.”’ She flaunted it forth in answer to a look from Ham. She interpreted the look as reproof for her reference to a part of her past for which Ham felt little enthusiasm. It had, in fact, been given merely to empha- ize a pause in his narrative to Joan. He had never even heard his wife, which was annoving when she realized it, as she im- ediately regretted the revelation. ‘“*Really?”’ Gwen said. There was 1 othir y for it but to go or **Don’t pretend you didn’t know I was on the stage,”’ Mrs. Ham laughed. ‘It’ perfectly true. I was terribly stage struck when I was a kiddie, and finally mama was wise enough to realize that the best thir g to do was to let me see for myself. I went on in vaudeville for almost a year. Poor mama had to be dragged all over the country with me. One spring after his college closed Jerry was my dancing part- ner. Good old days, weren't they, Jerry?” [here were limits to Mrs. Ham’s frank- ness, and she had passed them. It was trange, too ce her usual aim was to tartle rather than to edify. An accurate lescription of old Mrs. Noonan, with her Della Fox, her unregenerate anecdotes of early burlesque, her familiar flannel wrap pers, her occasional whalebone hourglass of magnificence and her general air of erup- tive cordiality, would have been better comedy material to launch into the midst of Gwe n’s luncheon table than the vague elegance her daughter limned in her place and christened mama. Jerry groaned something that might have hee navye ‘‘For heaven's sake,”’ Gwen exclaimed; ** Joan, did 1 know your beau was on the stage once Joan looked up from an account of how Mrs. Ham had wanted to stay on at the Gillette party and Ham had said, “I’ve got to get home if I'm going to play tennis in the morning”; and Mrs. Ham had said, ““Oh, we don’t have to go yet’; and he had returned, ‘“‘ You don’t think of anything but dancing’’; and she Gwen's voice jerked her back to the table. ‘Joan, did yo the stage once ‘“‘Why—yes,” she said shakily. Jerry’s color and the glare of resentful challenge Mrs. Ham directed toward her husband told her before Gwen went on “Mrs. Pearce says they used to be ir vaudeville together.”’ “Don’t look so shocked,” Mrs. Ham laughed. ‘‘We were perfectly well chap- eroned. My very conservative mama saw to that. I hear Mrs. Applegate says I wore blue tights, but I was really more decently dressed than I am at most parties now.’ It must be admitted that remorse for having given enough information to Joan to make Mrs. Ham’s reminiscences bla- tantly damning was conspicuously absent from Jerry’s mind. He remembered the tense line of Joan’s shoulder and her white cheek when to her that old love of his had been only words for a memory. Here she sat in rose flesh and burning blood. Joan suddenly realized his eyes. She looked at him and she smiled. **[’m not shocked,” she answered. ‘I'm only envying you for having known him then.” She was very much in love. The smile was one his mother might have sent to reassure him when he was a little boy. know your beau was on Jerry said something between ‘Thank God" and “You darling,”’ and spilled half his claret into his lap. Though uncomfort- able, it proved a diversion. “Get it back in your glass,"’ Mrs. Ham said; and Ham: ‘That's rubies, man, be careful.” Even Sim betrayed concern ‘There really is no need to bother about it,” Gwen came to his rescue. ‘‘ We haven't much, but I suppose a Federal statute will take it before it’s finished. I imagine Con- gress 1s going to call on everyone to have glass installed in the front of his and institute hourly inspections before it really feels safe about the country’s morals.”’ It was Miss Ellen Pennoyer who definitely swept attention from him, however. ‘*Gwen,” she began in her precise voice, “who is the young man with something on one of his eyes who sits looking in at my window?” “Oh,” said Gwen, “that must be raw beef. Is it becoming?” She burst into a gale of laughter, and Miss Pennoyer was unable to stop her by fixing her with a mirthless eye. ‘Who is it?” she repeated. “That is what your niece has left stand- ing of one of the handsomest creatures in New York.” “Joan?” Miss Pennoyer questioned “Incredible as it may seem,’’ Gwen ar swered. ‘‘ Miss Pennoyer, if you knew what I went through last night your heart would bleed for me. I saw my house turned into a theater of war. I saw the Trojan tragedy heaped on top of the Sabine unpleasant ne I died six complete deaths, with funeral, between the soup and the salad I wore out the knees of a dinner frock as I crawled from one of her lovers to the next, begging each to spare the other’s life all to no effect whatever When your niece marries Jerry I suggest that the groomsmen should be Battle, Mur- der and Sudden Death.”’ “Would you mind explaining yourself Gwendolen?” Miss Pennoyer urged, trem bling with excitement **T should think I had explained myself,’ Gwen answered. ‘‘Last night we had a tourney. It consisted of one round and took place somewhere behind the barr queen of love and beauty and was a dazzling success. She sat on the couch in the library and cried like a veal Jerry won. Poor Alex Iredell is the result.”’ “Alex Iredell!" said Miss Pennoyer. She said it as a hawk might pounce on a rabbit if it had been waiting for that particular rabbit a long time “That lacerated mockery of the humar form who is eating luncheon in his room is Alex Iredell.” ‘Alexander Iredell’s son?"’ Miss Per noyer pursued. Gwen nodded. “He was the other half of the tourney. He entered the lists as young Lochinvar and did such good press-agent work that I'd put in a long-distance call to tell you that Joan had changed her mind and was going to marry him and spend their honey stomach in my very presence Joan wa moon in the Tombs. Just then Jerry ap- peared with most of Alex on his shirt front The rest of him crawled up the laundry It was really quite pathetic It seems that Alex was about to give Jerry a frightful drubbing when he slipped and impaled himself on Jerry’s first. I give you his word for it. Dear me! That reminds me that we agreed only this morning that he bumped into a door. That's what hap pened —he bumped into a door and fell from it to Alex’s shirt front, and he’s up stairs so absorbed in picking out his new chute. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST face from facial-institute advertisements that he couldn't be disturbed to eat.” “Did you beat him?” demanded of Jerry. “I think Gwen might be in better busi- ness,”” he returned Gwen wrinkled her nose at him. “Don't be noble,” she advised. ‘Alex knew I could never keep it.” Miss Pennoyer was not ¢ “Did you?” she insisted “Oh, we had a scrap,” he admitted Gwen the she was giving a tour of the battletield and Miss Pennoyer ie ted, :announced that after luncheon offering a prize for the most appropriate design fora monument. Having taken the conversational bit in her teeth she ran away with the rest of the luncheor Even Mrs. Ham had to admit on the way home that Gwen had a funny line, and it was a tribute, for she was rather absorbed in the problem of why Jerry had blushed like that Miss Pennover, however, had no atten r the rest of the meal Duane It didn't disturb Jerry as it might have done. He did not much care whether Miss Pennoyer was angry or not since Joah’ They were going to That was all that mattered. Miss Pen howe ver, na ] differs nt view tion to waste on Gwen dur Her eyes never left Jerry speech. e each other. nover, ‘“Toan.”’ she pronounced when Gwen rose, ‘‘I want you to come to my room. I have something to say to you Joan knew better than to di tone. She gave Jerry a look o despair It \ they pass whispered to Gwen about his wife ‘You ought not to have asked her here was the burden of his co ' makes her think she can ge anything Gwen took it a ment that the walls of his conjuy . . ae. were trembling XV VV ISS ELLEN PENNOYER was em AVI barrassed. It was the first time Joan had ever seen her so she was as nervou as a cab horse convinced he must take a hurdle Joan didn’t realize it until, arrived at her room, she saw that her aunt was doing everything possible to avoid the moment of speech She looser oda mint and she took off her first and got out her second and be gan comb ing it in a way that suggested panic. “I’m going to take a nap,”’ she informed her niece. ‘‘ Don’t ask me why I'm going to put on my second. You know perfectly well t her shoes and she took as here might be a fire.”’ She combed a long time ‘Have you broken your engagement he asked at last ‘Yes, Aunt Ellen.’ ‘Why did you do it “You told me to,”’ Joan stated with innocent ¢ ye “Don't be ridiculous! You never did anything in your life because I told you to, and you're not going to begin now.” Joan didn't smile, though she felt like it ‘Things happened last night,’’ she said ‘What things?” “Tt all began because | was once en gaged to Alex Iredell, that time | stayed at Nora Acheson’ Jerry doesn't like Ale «a and I hadn't told him Last night Alex made loveto meat dinner before Jerr ” ‘You're not in love with Alexander Ire dell’ mn?” Mi Ellen burst ir There wa mmething ke horror in her voiee ‘I hate him!” Joan answered with cer ' taint I hate him ‘Then why did you break your engage ment?” ‘He thought I was afreid to tell Jer and finally he made it plain that there wa something between us, and then he pre posed, and I thought Jerry was disgusted with me.” “*He wanted to marry you?” Joan nodded “Is he in love with you‘ **He says so.” “And your other one whipped him? “Vos” *T hope he beat him hard,” Mi Per noyer said. ‘‘And I hope Alexander Iredé KNOW Se wherever he is.” yee She'd grown livid with intensity shook the transformation she was working on fiercely as though it was a sealp. She looked the terrible old woma he wa When she saw Joan was watching her shy turned her back and began talking ver fast “I like your young man,” she*said “That woman downstairs was trying to pretend he was in love with her, but he not He's in love with you He's worth five of any son of Alexander Iredell’s, and this one looks just like him. If you'd cared for him it would have been what happened to me all over again. Not that I'd want it to have been different He led that poor illy thing he married a pretty dance It not worth while to give your heart to that sort of man. They just hurt it and } and some day there isn't any left I know that, Joan And if you let Alexand de on come between vou and you young man downstairs you're a fool, be cause I've told you Go awa an l stop I want to take my nap.” Joan made a movement toward her looking at me Don't!” she commanded. ‘Go away! I'm tired.” M Ellen Pennoyer had not ididen! tumbled or tenderne ifter all those eal Jerry.”’ she asked before he reached him, “do you want me ‘Good Lord, Joan, don’t you know that I do?” I'm vi id, because I'n ifraid you'd have had to take me. Aunt Ellen has faller in love with you.” He held out his arm (;wen and Sim appeared. They had been aving good-by to the Pearce ‘Even Sim admit he aw (wet announced triumphantly. ‘I I think it’s indecent to tell as much about one own affairs as she insists on telling. Do you know what she made me think of at lunch eon? One of those people in vaudeville who hang head down from a trapeze and take off their clothe She made me dizzy and nervous at the same time.” “I did rather wonder if her mam would quite have approved some of the things she said,”” Joan admitted Gwen grinned She left me with the impressio replied, ‘that she came of a ver ind vative old family whose daughters were never allowed to enter anything but hie most exclusive branches of the white trade.” ‘And now, Gwen,” Jerr vddr ed } hoste ‘would you do Joan and { very great favor of leaving us alone for ‘ minute = ‘You're an ungrateful thing (; formed him “Who got J for ) anyway?” ‘Who near! yet her f rye | turned pertinent i'm sorry if you don’t like the w everything ha t ‘ thing in the « RB piease leave u ‘ ‘You children have — oe at ow erf t i (jwe ‘ ver | rn elf 1 ! e | } ‘ | ! et ive ’ 1 imo nett Gwen! ‘ ‘ ‘ hat ' 1 } ey! I x rie ud It la ee I ir friend What d t bout it m? It may cure (;we t (Gwe hand If ‘ y to change Gwe hy

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received a report in the morning it the Prince had escaped from he island on Sunday night and it I should consider it a great favor if he would assist me to see him, not necessarily to talk with him but to assure myself that he was still on the island He replied that he could vouch for his presence on the island, as he, the Prince, had been in the ve ry room in which we were sitting at eleven o'clock that morning. I then asked the burgomaster if he would be kind enough to give me a note to that effect, as apparently it seemed usele to insist on see- ng the Prince; to which he agreed, is and writing n the back of it as follows: “‘ De Kronprins is op Wieringen. Ik heb hen anarond personlijk gezte n. J) Burgemeester, A. Peerboom Which, translated, means: ‘The on Wieringen. I have personally seen him this eve ning Che Burgomaster, A. Peer- taking one of his card The burgomaster told us very eriously that on Saturday night in American journalist drove into the town of Hoorn, inquired from fishermen where he could get a hoat to go to the island of Wie- I! yer indsoon. Hethen related the « by the police, their arrival on the island, I being awakened at four A. M., and the general excitement caused by this jour- ttle did the burgomaster realize I was the journalist he was telling me about. We talked on until I suggested that he telephone the Prince to make sure he was still there, ecause he, the burgomaster, could recog oice over the phone While awaiting a connection the burgo- master evidently ftened toward me, and en the connection was made he asked e Prince if he would grant me an inter \ ( lently asked him who I was and what kind of an impression I made, to which the burgomaster replied that I was an American journalist and that the impre on was favorable The reply came back that he would grant me an audience if I promised not to put any questions of a political nature to him, which I promised. This was about 10:30 Ff M The flivver, which had been waiting, took me to the Prince’s home I was ushered into the house into one of the four rooms that cons the the German order]; before While waiting in this surve howed some pictures he walls, an iron bed, a a lamp, a chair and a wash tand. This was evidently the bedroom of erly The adjutant, Von Mullert, previous visit, entered, he ord whom I saw on m) immediately recognized me and asked if I had not been there on Sunday, to which I answered ve On being asked why I re rht, I replied that when I wa terview on Sunday I had re turned to-nig turned to Amsterdam; but that morning hearing again that the Prince had left the land I had returned to see if the report Short and Sweet evidently satisfied him, as he started leave the room, but he turned and ex acted a promise from me not to put any stions to the Prince Immediately the and H ex-Royal Highness entered, dressed in a dark gray suit, patent leather shoes, a soft collar, wrinkled and opened with his tie sideways in it. He was smoking a cigarette He looks about thirty-five vears of age, six feet in height, rather thin, blond hair, blue eyes with heavy ring under them, a prominent nose, and a re- weakness and lack Not knowing much about the proper lt . anner of addre ng ex-royalties, Said: Good evening. How are you?” To which he replied “Good evening, ir,’ and extended his hand ‘You wanted Yes,”’ I replied. “‘I was here vester- lav, but you refused an interview, and this morning the report was current that you had escaped from the island on that yacht THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE EXILE ON THE ISLAND Continued from Page I! The Former Crown Princess Tatking to the Burgomaster and His Son on which you were having luncheon yester- day, so I came back to see if you were st I] here.”’ The Prince’s smile changed to a frown and he exclaimed with much wrath: ‘The world is mad; the world is mad! I'm here and I'm going to stay here. I'm not going away!” I replied that personally I did not think that he would leave, as there was no place he could go. Then after a few remarks as to his life on the island I told him there were many things l should like to ask h m about, but remembering my promise to the burgoma ter | hesitated to question him But, I concluded, if he would tell me what was on his mind I should be glad to he ir it. He smiled sarcastically, extended his hand and said: ‘‘ Well, I am here, y " een and talked to me, and I will say good night.”” Before le ving the room he offered me a cigarette, h own special brand bearing the crowr and a“ W,” with in ind vidual holder of straw as long as the cigarette itself I took one, saying: “I will smoke one of your German cigarettes if you will smoke one of my American cigarettes”’; which he did. The adjutant then appeared, led me to the door and bowed me out I returned to the burgomaster’s home ir order to thank him for his a tance and ncidentally to ask him for a letter or stat ment to the effect that I had actual interviewed and seen the Prince and that he was safe on the island. Such a letter would be a verification of my story, and I wanted such a letter for my The burgomaster finally consented and scrapbook gave me, in substance, the following letter: “ WIERINGEN, June 30, 1919 5 * A Peerboom, burgomaster of Wieringen, state herewith that the under ment ed correspondent is the only one who has interviewed the Crowr Prince since his internment in his own house dur ing the past two or three months. Many correspondents have tried to see and 1 interview him, but he has declined to see or receive them “ELMER JAY COMER of Illinois, U.S. A., “June 30, 1919. 10:45 P. M “The Burgomaster of Wieringen, “A. PEERBOOM.” one from the old family album, auto graphed it and delivered it to me with | compliments He remarked that it wi re illy ePX- ceptional that I should be granted th audience, as there id been many corre spondents on the island and that the Prince would see none of them He then informed me that all during my talk with the Prince, Von Mullert stood ir the doorway with a gun in his por ing for the slightest indication of hostility I told Mr. Peerboom that this was a fine time to tell me such a thing. Suppose I had reached for my handkerchief and the move } ad heen m! nterpreted l helieve the adjutant would have enjoyed empt ing his gun into me It was then close to midnight and I wa very anxious to get back to the mainland, so | made my way back to Amsterd I have always believed, and still | there is a desire and, further, an intentior on the part of the Prince some day to re turn to the German throne I returned to Holland from America, in February last. I then went to Germany where | spent four weeks obser r the economic and political conditions of that country When I returned to Holland arrangements had been made for an inter w with both the Kaiser and the Crowr Prince. I left Amsterdam witha party who knew the Hohenzollern family, going by motor to Ewijcksluis, and thence to the island of Wieringen, arr ng there about five Pp. M. on Sunday, March seventh The island had prospered since my pre is visit, as it now boasted two auto mobiles, the property of the Prince This trip was a contrast to the other his ear for us. I w wwain confronted by the adjutant, Von Mullert I thought: ‘‘ Well, I'm out of luck. This fellow has me branded sa journalist, and, despite the invitatior presence Phe ma 1 wa with had entered ahead of me and was in the sitting room with the Prince while I was tr g to get out f over it in the hall It i there that \ Mullert spied me It was gett yr a ind he came ver close peered nto my face and said: “You area Mullert speaks English about as well as I speak German, and between the two of us we earried on a highly unintel livent conversation l presume he wa asking questior is to who I was, and I w answering him by telling him about the beastly weither we were having He couldn't seem to understand me Oh, how | wished for a handful of grenades, or mienerwursts a you get them to-da Germany, or some other deadly weapor After he had lost his breath for the se« ! time and slowed up a bit I thought I had tr rough] convi ced | m, a! | t irte if the interior of the house, where I « hear the Prince’s English— with an I lish accent But no, I was held a prisoner and the German orderly appeared and stood guard over me Meanwhile the adjut went in to look over my friend wi pped past him He returned and made me swear on all that was Kultur that M not a newspaper man—which I ar and it wasn’t until I became angr L) 1 George and ¢ } i 1, that the he ‘ A F equa il t I of Europ , I ve G Vil hit f ‘ . prevente | } el } thet f t ta i 0 t} ‘ e of the ‘ | ‘ A ‘ i ere | ‘ ) ' ‘ ‘ Es ( 1 ' } G ‘ i ‘T { f fa . ' if ‘ of A i grand ert y svinpat} told him that, unless he quit this and let mein at once, wou and never returm that he led the way into the room where the Prince was holding forth, about to leave the room, but lit gered at the door, ¢ ng me eritt eall Che Prince pointedtoachair Ile in constant fear of harm, and take every precaution to guard himself W hilt eated there and during the conversation a box of matches which I was reaching for on the table fell to the floor. I made a quick movement to eatch them, turning just oon enoug! to see a head di appear below the window, on the outside It wa dar} and | couldn't di tinguish the face of my watcher The room in which we were sit ting was rather oddly and com fortably furnished There were everal comfortable chairs, a writ j ing desk, and a couch or bed which took up half the room. I in't figure out exactly what it was b tuse where the f ! hould be w the head, but the head wa it the other end also. The cusl 10 1 draping vere Oriental and Indiar 1 de iv? [here were several boo ind a long pipe ‘ 1 stool next to couch, and | sup pose Von Mullert stand thepbidpe. 7 waves the royal fa vhile he Prince lie thereo Going back tor entra e the Pr “ shook hands and appeared pleasant and hospitable But I vel ma hospitalit rr love the hear German for an American. He p rarettes and treated ld 1 ww what 1 Ww I tasted it and though it wa eall liquor it tasted like glu lhe Prince did not drin| it that he me has, or eve doesn't now Dur the ersation he iid h one great wish was to go to Cal fornia, and as proof of his eligil = re lence there called attention to the fact that he was not drink vy The Prince Quotes Keynes He thought Ame ia great country, 1 contends that if America had not entered the war Germar would have wor the next few mont} It the uni versal belief throughout Germar 1 told him that when he turned his U-boate loose n the ocean and said it belonged to him it was a rather foolish thing to do He admitted it and said he had told | father, on the announcement of unrestricte iomarine W irfare, that Amer 1. would take issue and side with the Allies, and th with America against them Germany must lose But the Prince eclain Vor Tir} ‘ and Von Bethmann-Hollweg were 1 to he changed from their stand. He showed me a hoot entitled I'he | ( quence of the Peac« by M | member of the Br h pe and praised it hig | ed how Mr. W nw ! ‘ pelled to follow u the ! Concluded on Page 139

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Concluded from Page 135) The Prince asked why Mr. Wilson in- sisted on his father’s removal from the throne. Questions and statements were coming thick and fast; all of them could have been answered, but in a way that I feared might cause our interview to come to a sudden end. So I frequently feigned ignorance or nodded a silent assent He related an experience that he had when two American soldiers, prisoners of war, were brought before him for examina- tion. He asked one the reason why America declared war on Germany, and claims that he was told it was because of America’s desire to save the money she had loaned to the Allies. Putting the same question to the other he was told that Alsace and Lorraine were a big lake, and that Germany was doing all the fishing and wouldn’t let France catch any. So America declared war on Germany The Prince was very much amused at this and remarked: “‘ Just think, he thought Alsace and Lorraine were a lake like Lake Michigan.” I realized that the Prince had picked the wrong soldier to question, and that this doughboy was slipping one over on him. So I joined with him in a hearty laugh, at his ignorance of the Yankee idea of a josh. He predicted years of trouble ahead for America unless she cut loose from Euro- pean alliances, as Europe would use her so long as convenient, and then a break would come He warned America to keep awake and turn her eyes to the Far East. He said: “Suppose Japan decided she could use the Philippine Islands, and before America was aware of it, landed troops on the island. You would have your hands full.” I asked him if he thought such a thing possible, to which he replied in the affirmative. I mentioned a secret treaty that existed hortly before the war between Japan and Germany and attempted to question him about it, but his reply was evasive. He spoke about the League of Nations and re- marked that in principle it was good, but that in practice it was impossible He then laid down the three qualifica- tions for the successful existence of any nation, which were strength, money and might, and stated that the nation that possessed these qualities would have and could demand the respect of the world He then told me he had recently received the list of crimes for which he was to be tried, and while recounting them smiled in ridicule at such an indictment The Prince’s Responsibilities He said that he was to be tried for burn- ing and robbing castles in France that he had never seen and for mistreatment and cruelty to the Frencl} peo} ‘ was occupying He then exclaimed: ‘‘Do you know, I treated those French people with so much consideration and kindness that I many times incurred the ill will and condemnation of my iperior officers.” The Prince laid great stress on his re- por ibilities during the war, st iting that he was in supreme command of the entire line from Rheims to the Swiss border. But to talk with some of his officers, as I have, it appears that his responsibilities centered in various dissipations behind the lines He Spoke ahout the he gir nit g of the war and said: “‘ You say I tarted this war. I—I was no monarch; I could not start this war. And why should I or my father start the war at the mo- ment when the whole world took up arms against us? If I had wanted to make war I should have done so when England was engaged with the Boers in Africa le Russia was at war with or wt Japar I was tempted to refresh his memory of the postscript, writ- ten by his father on the bottom of a telegram to the Austrian Emperor, in the first days of August, 1914, that “‘Now is the time to strike”; and of his own remark, ““A gay and frolicsome war.” Several times during his talk he claimed to have predicted the results of different policies and plans pursued by the German von Bethmann-Hollweg, that as soon as they declared war on France, England would declare war on them, and that three days later England declared war He was bitter against the English and the French, and said that America is the only country Germany ean look to for food and material. The subject then turned to Germany and her present condition. He remarked that a republic, if a good one, was all right, but a republic such as Ger- many had, with a harnessmaker for presi- dent and an absolutely inexperienced and incapable cabinet, could not hope to exist. He said the German people were not ready for a republican form of government and predicted a monarchistic government in Germany in the very near future. He was certain the present form of gov- ernment could not last. He also intimated that it was only a matter of time until there would be another war between Germany and France. From my travels in Germany I found the same belief, as there is a most bitter feeling there toward France. I talked with every- one with whom I came in contact, in order to get the views of the people, and all were of the same belief. I remember a cab driver I hired while in Bremen said that he was sixty years of age, but if war was de- clared on France he would go immediately. Recently I had dinner with a colonel of the French Army and related my experiences, and was pleased to know that France realizes Germany’s attitude and is on her guard The Prince discussed the economic con- dition of Germany and expressed his hope that America would extend credit and assistance. Such hopes are characteristic of all Europe to-day During the conversation Von Mullert was absent, but about this time he put in an appearance and gave me a look which intimated that I seemed to consider myself ettled for the night. I couldn't say any thing, but I wished that some time I could meet him in a dark alley and wrap seven yards of lead pipe round that face of his. As I was leaving, the Prince went over to desk, autographed his photograph and e it to me, and walked out into the hall le | was putting on my overcoat My impression of the Prince was that he is intelligent; that he is of the average I can’t say that he is intellectual or that he possesses a pleasant personality. It isspoiled by an air of importance and arrogance I am told that he likes to hear himself and Von Mullert is a sort of muzzle iim. For want of something to do he taken all the sleeping powders avail- a in that part of the country, as there is little else for him to do but sleep. His wife, the Crown Princess, with her children, gay wl ted him about a month ago. She living in Potsdam, near Berlin, and, rumor has it, is seeking a divorce Some time ago his wife autographed a picture of herself and used the word Crown Prince ” instead of ‘‘ex-Crown Princess"; and when this was mentioned to her she replied that she was retaining her title, as some member of the fan uld go back on the throne in German) THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The next day we drove to Amerongen, at which place the Kaiser is interned, and interviewed his adjutant, ‘‘ His Excellency” General von Gontard, a man thirty-two years of age, who was a lieutenant when the war started and a general when it ended. He is on the list to be tried along with the Kaiser, the Prince and the rest. On view- ing the credentials we had he stated that it would give him great pleasure to grant us an audience with the Kaiser, but because of an order received from the Dutch For eign Office dated February 12, 1920, an order, he says, that was prompted by a re- quest from the Allies, the Kaiser is abso- lutely forbidden to talk or converse with anyone outside of his immediate household He spoke of a Mr. von Passchen, an old friend of the Kaiser, and said he had been waiting in Amerongen two weeks hoping to get permission to visit the Kaiser. And further that there were 200 Allied spies round the grounds, watching to see if any- one was admitted to the castle. He re gretted immensely not to be able to grant our request, but added that he would be glad to take us into the grounds as his guests, and that when the Kaiser came out we could watch him sawing wood The adjutant remarked: ‘“‘The Kaiser i not in very good health, doesn’t worry much about being tried, and looks forward to moving to his new home at Doorn, some few miles away.” Wood Sawing de Luxe The manner in which Wilhelm saws wood might interest some of our lumberjacks Wilhelm has two flunkies place the piece of wood on the sawhorse and start a groove for the saw. Then when the piece falls to the ground the flunkies pick it up and carry it over to Wilhelm, who by this time ha retired to a seat under a tree, and he carves his initials on it. We left Amerongen and drove to Doorn to look over the new castle It is a very large house and is situated in the middle of about forty acres of ground, which is inclosed by a newly erected wire fence eight feet high. On the top of it are two rows of heavy barbed wire with projec tions both on the inside and outside so a to prevent anything getting over it A we were driving round it the Dutch chauf feur turned and dryly remarked: “It is easy to see that a wild beast is going to live in there.” After a four weeks’ trip through Ger many, in which time I covered nearly every large city, as well as the fair held semi- annually at Leipsic, I left in a more con fused state of mind than when I entered, though there was one thing that stood out very plainly, and that was the need of food and raw materia Food for the pe yn and food for the i chine. I believe eve Ame in on lea r Germany will admit that these two require me ts ire ne t i f the t ) i { ! a is to be re red rh is also nece iry if we wish to stem that wave of unrest whicl I to ’ cialism in the extreme, and in tu to government He said he told his father and the Chancellor, The Ex-+Prince and Princess and Their Two Boys. 139 Bolshevism. If the Bolshevists add 70,- 000,000 people to their force I fear not only Europe but the whole world will suffer The prospects of business relations between Germany and America to-day are limited, mainly on account of the rate of exchange. The American attempting to sell to Ger- many will find the dollar so high, as com pared with the mark, that Germany cannot buy. Then the buying from Germany is nearly impossible because, from want of raw material, there is little or no mer chandise. With what there is available for export to America the tax is so great, in some cases 600 per cent, that by the time freight and duty are figured the purchase is unprofitable. Notwithstanding their con- dition the German manufacturers seem to be taking a rather lofty, arrogant stand For such articles as they have money to buy they will pay in marks, but if you wish to buy in Germany you are obliged to pay in dollars There is dissatisfaction everywhere with the present government. The claim of graft, unfairness and inability on the part of the officials is constantly heard. There is a desire for a Kaiser; the Germans do not favor the return of Wilhelm, but they want a monarch or leader This desire seems to be born and bred in them; a republic is entirely foreign to their minds. As a member of the Reichstag told me, “They need someone to look up to and give them sivength.” It is the old desi-e for someone to rule them with the iron hand. Rumor has it that Prince EFitel Frederick, the second son of the Kaiser, is considered good timber for the throne. I venture the belief that if the treaty of peace had given more considera tion to the economic recovery of all Europe than to territorial boundaries and the hal ancing of power a very serious condition would have been in the way of being selved by this time. These, however, are proble ms for greater minds than mine I have one great hope that the people who make up this great America will open their eyes, lay aside busines just long enougs to take an i terest in the affairs of stf#te, reflect for a moment to what we owe our positior to-day, and unite to stand by those policies of the past, including the Monroe Doctrine and not permit any foreign nation to tell u how we shall govern our internal affairs, or to which part of the globe, or at which time of the day or night we shall send our mer You, all of you, think that you love and appreciate America, but you can’t until you have lived in other countries Fayetteville’s Defi LS eye ie Sherman after his march from Atlanta to the sea turned his « umt n or money rthward he was temporarily ilted just below Fayetteville, North Carolina, while } engineers threw a tempora bridge to cross a swollen creek, the Confederate falling back having destroyed the or bridge which spanned the stream Ihe retreating Southern army had left behind in Fayetteville a population made up almost altogether of womer children, boys too young to fight and men too old for service Ir response to a ca pra of these older men gathered at t } courthouse tod ure a“ ! nt ‘ { } protect f thet ‘ the approact ‘ ind the | ( a fe ho mo ‘ t ‘ j \ i ‘ | a the ft wi ! ea Atlanta and ( ( ‘ I j f, he ans al i ‘ ‘ le ‘ ! ! ‘ eu ‘ } " dt p } I ! f th M \ ‘ lister ¢ " ‘ I t ‘ f he ‘ i t ‘ P i \ n nats “pr ‘ ent | e a Von Mutlert is Assisting the Boy Out of the Boat pe

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Another accomp!l hment worth noting is the successful production in the United tates of salvarsan, popularly known as ‘606. Prior to the war all our supplies of ynthetic drug were obtained in Ger- _ and the cutting off of this source of situation in Amer- thousands of were using an effort to regain health. Our problem, and after pro mar } upply a &@ this drug in created a seriou people hemists took up the succeeded ir at least equal in the article that was formerly In 1914 the price of one dose of At the present time the about sixty American chem- hemistry under the any discouragement lucing alvarsan that is juality to n ported his 606 was $3.50 price of the drug i Thi what our ts can do in organi sity It was as long ago as 1868 when Lockyer liseovered and mapped a yellow line in the pectrum of the sun, but it was not until the war demanded an unin flammable gas for airships that our s¢ tists really got busy and discovered a way to produce helium in quantity, the gaseou ubstance that Lockyer had found fifty years before. Though we may not need uch vast quantities of this gaseous element is we became equipped to produce, yet the work that was done with reference to he lium makes it probable that in the near future we shall be able to supply our indus- tries with a great abundance of cheap oxygen, using practically the same plants ind same machinery that were employed in helium production, Chemical research during years has brought about a splendid development in the art of applying electricity to metal- lurgical and chemical processes The United States has 330 steel fur- naces in operation, and leads the world in the production of electric steel, This is a remarkable advance when we consider that less than a decade ago technical men held the opinion that the crucible steel process provided the only practical method for turning out a high-quality steel Metal- lurgists now know that electric steel is not only more ductile and better able to resist hock, but it requires only two hours to melt ind refine this steel, as compared to an average of twelve hours for open-hearth teel, The electric product also excels in uni- formity of composition and in purity. The only cents indicates tress of neces urgency of ien- recent electric i due! of the most tre mendous due in financial hi And he paused, while Mr. John Henry Payne, Third, of Bo ton, unfolded and re folded his ecuring a stronger ing one been witne tory legs preparatory to mental grip upon his argument On the one hand,” said Mr. Fisher omewhat harshly, “through this war we have seen Washington pindling, pin-he ided precinct politicians from the woods below the ” he as erted, using an alliteration which he had used with his customer ng to penalize the courage and country, to take awa the and rewards of industry. hand,” he said, the wise farsighted ane, gray busi determined paraly ed those Potomac pine not infrequently hefore “try initiative of thi legitimate profit ‘On the other ‘watching them have been farseeing men — the deep of Wall Street the wise ness heads of this countr that this country should not be by this provincial ignorance ‘Thus far,’ they said, ‘and no further!’ ow it is the net result of this contest~ thi Payne at this time going on, ilent men duel?” Mr made motions indicating a possible expression of individ- ual opinion, but Mr. Fisher was going on. ‘The net result what now to-day? It is hidden profit Hidden profit is it not?” he demanded, leveling his glasses upon Mr. Payne ‘But ‘said Mr. Payne, again abor- tively in Mr. Fisher's quicker progre ‘Hidden profits,” he again asserted, piled up— piled up— piled up, through the warands > by the sagacious man wwers of our great corporations, who saw to t that American industry was not crippled by this iniquitous, provincial, un-American tax law. These men, now getting ready to ur- are wise, and financiers, are income profits t hese these enormou profit They listribute these huge pluses, these hidder THE SATURDAY EVENING POST EVERYBODY'S BUSINESS Concluded from Page 38 great need of the moment in electrochemical work is an abundant supply of cheap power. This is one of the reasons why many engi- neers are urging the more rapid development of our water resources. In Sweden, where water power is plentiful, pig iron can be produced in electric furnaces at a cost that is five dollars less than is incurred in blast- furnace practice Iron pipes and tubes are now made from ordinary scrap iron by an electrolytic pro- cess. In the brass industry the electric furnace has practically supplanted the old crucible process. Inasingle brass-producing center more than fifty electric furnaces have heen recently installed. Ten years ago the only place in which zine was obtained electrolytically was in a chemical labora- tory. Now American zine producers are turn- ing out about 30,000 of electrolytic zine annually The foregoing are only a few of the many remarkable accomplishments of the chem- ical industry in the United States. How- ever, this particular industry has even greater problems ahead than those which have already been encountered. One of our worries during the war was with regard to an adequate supply of potash to use in the fertilization of our agricultural Jands. Potash salts exist in Nature in enormous quantities, and the principal natural source is the silicates of potassium. If American chemists can develop a cheap method of recovering potash from these silicates the problem will be solved, and our national independence so far as this mineral is con- cerned will be assured. The tailings found in the dumps of practically all our great copper mines contain large quantities of potash salts, and there is good reason to helieve that this potash will eventually be recoverable Very little effort has been made in the United States to locate deposits of potash similar to those found in Germany and in Alsace. We have large and important salt deposits here in America, but it is our prac- tice to exploit these deposits by the use of brine wells instead of by mining. In Ger- many the salt deposits have been mined for generations, and it was this deep mining that led to the accidental discovery of the large supplies of potash. The necessities of war caused us ‘to adopt new methods that JELTIDIDIEIN Continued toward it now They will di tribute them just as soon as their lawyers, the great legal advisers of Wall Street's financial district, get it all worked out and framed up “You see,” suid Mr. Fisher with great emphasis, ‘what [mean? What must hap- inevitably in any clash between the politic ians and the managers of our great financial in titutions? The re ults of this great duel you are familiar with, as every to-day They thought they would Wall Street — its great capitalist in their investment Did they? Far from it! They ly put their money where it was untaxable. They thought then they would get the profits from their corpora- tions in excess-profits taxes. Did they get them? You know and I know. They just increased their gross profit the gross ex this country The costs went gain upon the crowd that made taxes, piled up in extra prices everything they bought and ate and wore till, clear ighted, patriotic mer of Wall Street refused to let paralyzed in any tons working pen one 1 cate h mere per ‘ of back these on The wise, at the heart American industry be such crude way They not only charged back to the-makers of these laws and their crazy constituents their excess-profits taxes, but they have accumulated tre- mendous— perfectly tremendous hidden profits, treasures which make the Arabian Nights look like lunch money. I can name stock after stock where there is from one hundred to three hundred per cent of hidden profits plowed in by their manage- ments—by the wise and farsighted man- agements of the great corporations in our financial district,” he said, and stopped. And Mr. Payne, observing him sitting the small, bare, severe, polished table which occupied so large a portion of his private room, could scarcely help but across gave us a small supply of potash as a by- product in the operation of cement kilns and blast furnaces. In addition we com- menced to get potash from ashes, corncobs, seaweeds and other natural wastes, but all these sources have failed to provide us with a sufficient amount of the material to satisfy our needs, and as a result we are again obliged to look to Germany for a large quantity of potash. Incidentally it is worth noting that the price of potash in Ger- many advanced four times last year, and is now 600 per cent higher than it was before the war. Surely there is need for the United States to give careful thought to this potash problem. A great many of our common drugs are obtained from plants that are grown in foreign countries. Though it is possible that our climatic conditions will not permit us to grow all these plants, it is known for a fact that cannabis indica and other plants grow as well in America as they do in India. Not long ago we believed that belladonna could not be cultivated in any part of our country, but to-day we are producing suffi- cient belladonna in the United States fully to supply our needs. It is likely that much profit might result from giving greater at- tention to the cultivation of the more important medicinal plants. Not long ago tale as a constituent of paint was looked upon very much as shoddy is now viewed as a constituent of woolen fabrics. Experimentation and actual use have shown that tale has a number of valu- able properties which greatly improve cer- tain classes of paint. It is now regarded as a standard paint material. In years past most of our tale was imported, but to-day we have an infant tale industry trying hard to get on its feet. We need this material more now-than ever before because the country is faced with a shortage of barium sulphate, which mineral has been used very largely as a paint filler. Our imports of tale were larger in 1919 than in 1918, and yet there is no reason why we should not produce an adequate supply of this ma- terial here in our own country. Up until 1914 German interests visited all our great fruit-packing centers and purchased thousands of tons of fruit pits. These were transported to Germany, where the kernels were removed and subjected to a treatment that yielded hydrocyanic acid PROFITS from Page 7 marked resemblance of his man- ner —his manner of speech and carriage to that of some great corporation head addressing his board of directors over his bare, severe, polished directors’ table. “You can imagine,”’ continued Mr. Fisher, completing thought, ‘‘who would win in this great duel —the leader of the bar at West Mudhole, Nebraska, sent from there to Congress, or these still, wise, experienced men opposite the subway entrance at the mouth of Wall Street.” “‘T have sometimes thought,’ began Mr. Payne, bringing out his own reflections at last, “‘that between these two extremes there was a great body of citizens who “4 “Exactly, but said Mr. catching his point at once. ” who are being crushed be- tween " stated Mr. Payne, struggling on, only to be again cut off. “Exactly,” repeated Mr. Fisher. ‘‘ But that is not the question for us. The ques- tion for us here and now is, which will we follow of these fighters? The question for you and me very sane, patriotic adult man in Wall Street and this country to-day is: How are we ourselves going to get and keep our own share of the great hidden profits of this country?” “Yes, but " said Mr. Payne witha slightly uneasy air of demurring. But in the meantime Mr. Fisher was going on: ‘You take your stock—your Agmo. What do you think they've got in there tucked away in hidden profits? Nobody knows. ** Nobody knows precisely. But Iam will- ing to stake my reputation to-day it is not less—not less, sir, than 325 per cent, ac- cording to the best of my belief and calcu- lation And if it were not for the limita- tions of this flagrant, criminal, un-American income tax you'd see it to-day -" ee the Fisher, anc € June 5,1920 and a number of oils from which liquors and essences were produced. The residue of these kernels was made into feed for cattle and the nut shells were converted into a high-grade carbon valuable for chemical purposes. During the war we began t save these fruit pits, but I am advised that very little effort is now being given to the practice of this particular line of thrift. Perhaps the greatest opportunity that is now offered for the conservation of chem- ical wastes is in the manufacture of alcohol from wood waste. One authority states that more than 75,000,000 tons of wood waste is produced in the United States each year. If this is true it is easy to figure that this supposedly valueless wood will yield more than 1,000,000,000 gallons of alcohol Wood waste, being bulky, cannot be trans- ported long distances, and as a consequence the alcohol would have to be made in a plant located near the place of origin of the wood Not long ago one experienced lum- berman told me that on an average less than seventy per cent of the cut of a log actually is converted into lumber. What a lot of alcohol the thirty per cent would make! The great need for this alcohol is for use as a motor fuel. Up to the present time petroleum products have been plentiful and cheap, and alcohol could not compete with them. Gasoline prices appear to be con- tinuing on an upward flight, while the total number of motor vehicles in the world is doubling and tripling as the years go by. The raw materials for the production of a large quantity of alcohol are right at hand in inexhaustible quantities. It is likewise true that these materials can also be grown on large acreages in many parts of our country. Even at the present time alcohol mixed with other components is being used in the Government’s postal airplanes. Reports tell us that this fuel has not only proved satisfactory in flights but has been eco- nomical when compared with the cost of the high-grade gasoline used in aviation. Al- cohol as a motor fuel will soon be a reality. Truly our chemical industry has before it some big work that is in need of-careful and urgent attention. And each American citizen, on his part, should bear in mind that every chemical plant is a potential arsenal. “Now that is something—I’m worried you know,” Mr. Payne had managed to say before he went on. ‘‘That income tax, you know,” said Mr. Payne, proceeding with his idea largely to himself, his voice running down to a mumble as he heard Mr Fisher going on. “By the way,” inquired Mr. Fisher “*how many shares of Agmo are you carry- ing to-day?” “Three thousand-odd,”’ said Mr. Payne, “‘and I've wondered os “Just the same as after you built up that first large accumulation?” “Yes,” said Mr. Payne. curred to d “‘ And that’s all you hold “Yes.” ‘You have specialized on that?” “Yes, sir. You advised we “*Precisely,”’ said Mr. Fisher. ‘“‘ And were wise You were wise to select stock and hang onto it. It took courage It took courage —at the beginning; courage and foresight. But now you are on Fa Street. Since that rise you’ve got how many points margin? “About 130 to-day.” ““Well, hang on then. You'll reap your reward,” said Mr. Fisher—‘‘ your reward for your foresight and courage.’ “So you don’t think attempted to say. “No, sir,”” said Mr. Fisher, reading hi thought. “‘Notyet. Moneyratesare high yes. You'll hear the newspapers talk of high money rates and diminishing gold re serves. Never mind them. Don't listen. Hang on. There's something else in the air. Distribution! Distribution of hidden profits!’ Wall Street smells hidden profits and it’s hanging right there. It’s waiting for its great financiers to obtain a decision (Continued on Page 145) “And it oc- practically?” you that Mr. Payns

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(Continued from Page 142 on the proper means under this vile un- American taxation representa- tion—for just » right loophole.” “Now there’s another reason,” ex- claimed Mr. Payne, having now brought his speech into somewhat more rapid ac- tion—‘‘another reason why I might per- haps wish to sell.’ without “*How could you sell now, with this sur- tax, and get out anything for yourself after this ridiculous, tyrannical income tax?” “That’s true. I cannot. That’s it,” aid Mr. Payne; Third, now talking, as was his custom, with growing ease. “No,” said Mr. Fisher decisively. ‘But when I do,” continued Mr. Payne, ‘I shall insist on what I’ve said before about yourself. I want that understood now. ““Never!”’ said Mr. Fisher firmly. ‘You took me,” said Mr. Payne, evi- dently debating a matter they had often canvassed before, ‘‘a man new, inexperi- enced in Wall Street. You gave me the benefit of your statistical knowledge, of your analytical powers in finance. At first I was doubtful—skeptical. It was all more or less of a gamble to my mind. But then I saw results. And I shall never forget the obligation, the practical indebtedness I felt and still feel; how within a week Agmo common began climbing. I shall never forget it, sir—how you have made me a rich man. A share of these profits is yours, and sooner or later you shall have it.” ““Nonsense!”’ said Mr. Fisher, waving his plump hand “T shall insist,” said Mr. Payne. “I shall insist. And I warn you I am a man of considerable determination when roused. I shall ” he said as if going on, and then stopped, looking back of Mr. Fisher at the door of the glass-lined office. Mr. Fisher looked in that direction himself. “Why hello, kitten,”’ said Mr. Fisher with gratified surprise, ‘‘where’d you come from?” “Oh, I just came,” she replied with a pleasing smile, showing a flexible, very rosy mouth. She wore, if anything, a more delightful and apparently expensive hat, Mr. Payne observed, than upon the only other occa- sion he had seen her; a small one made up some way with silver braid on it. And now he also saw her face, the hat being small. He backed slightl:* away, still looking, obviously pleased by what he saw, and then remained stationary but as if poised for further backing. ‘““Mr. Payne,” said Mr. Fisher. “*Mr. Payne,”’ she acknowledged with a radiant but somewhat preoccupied smile. “Of Boston,” continued Mr. Fisher. “And this is my kitten,’ said Mr. Fisher, reaching out and drawing her to him in a familiar and jocular manner, dis- regarding entirely the obviously costly hat. ‘*My squirrel—just back from her sum- mer.” His squirrel remained passive under his s, regarding Mr. Payne of Boston ral lexible smile. She orna- embrace with a frank and mented Mr. Fisher considerably in the opinion of Mr. Payne, who stood regarding their grouping with a slightly reddened gravity. ““What are you here for?” inquired Mr. Fisher of her, now breaking the tableau ** Mone y,” she said suecir etly, and with i frank and simple gesture held out her I ght hand Mr. Fisher, with an equal economy of resture, thrust his right hand into hi moothly fitting trousers pocket. “What for now?” he inquired. ‘ An- other hat?’ “*A darling! A perfectly wonderful hat,” he admitted, her hand still extended a eady, Mr. Payne observed, as a suppliant on ar early Greek frieze Having passed the hills to her, her father again took the privilege of a parent by throwing his arm round her shoulders. She stood unresistant in his grasp, again looking out at Mr. Payne of Boston with the frank glance of one who states “‘I'’m worth all I cost him.”’ “*Money,” said Mr. Fisher to Mr. Payne in an explanatory voice—‘‘that’s all they want of us. Isn't it, kitten?” ‘I don’t know—sometimes,”” admitted his kitten, looking out still from her retreat in his arm at Mr. Payne very judicially and frankly. She apparently found no difficulty what- ever, Mr. Payne observed, in letting her eyes rest on a man’s face in a kind of mildly critical, abstracted appraisal. Mr. Payne of Boston tacitly acknowl edged this by occasionally shifting his weight onto the other foot. “Now here’s a funny thing,”’ said Mr. Fisher to Mr. Payne, giving her shouldérs a parental squeeze. ‘You'll appreciate it. I’ve given my life to finance-——to figures, statistics, mathe- matics—digging them out of all kinds of dark corners and corporation reports. Yet this girl here never could learn them, in school or out of school. She knows less in four languages about business and money than any other member of the human race,” said Mr. Fisher. ‘‘ You never could learn them, could you?” he asked her, pressing her shoulders again. “No, dad. No, Billikins,”’ she said, looking up temporarily at him. “No,” continued Mr. Fisher. ‘No, she knows nothing about her Billikins’ busi- ness—cares nothing. She wouldn't know a stock from a bond, I'll guarantee you. She knows nothing about business or money, or any of the things we men have to worry about. She has no idea about money whatever, except how to spend it,” he added as an afterthought, and released her from his embrace. “Kitten,” he said, ‘‘why don't you come and take lunch with me, and bring the new hat? I'd like to get you two young people acquainted. Will youdothat, Mr. Payne?” “Delighted,” said Mr. Payne in meas- ured but very cordial tones. “All right,”’ said Miss Fisher, “after I tear out and see that nobody snatches that hat away from me before I get there,”’ she said, suiting the action to the words “Her real name,” said Mr. Fisher, look- ing after her fondly, “‘is Deborah, her mother’s name. She was a Twomble, one of the Twombles—one of our older New York families.” “T see,” said Mr. Payne. }ut I always call her kitten. She knows so little of life, of affairs, of all we men must know. She is so absolutely innocent. She is always kitten to me.” “T can appreciate it,’’ said Mr. Payne of ? soston. Pees \V HEN Miss Fisher met them at the restaurant she had on the new hat. “Do you like it?” very frankly. “Yes indeed,” said Mr. Payne with great sincerity. It was rather small and trimmed with a very rich kind of braid or something — very becoming. She had corn-colored hair, he and large, rather violet eyes and a she asked Mr. Payne saw, very delicate, small face. ‘Very much?” she insisted. She seemed to Mr. Payne of a singular], frank, open nature. Frankness was ev of th e ch i f among a nun ber of der tly one charms ‘Very much indeed,” replied Mr. Payne with an ever deeper tone of sincerity. “Mr. Payne, I want to a ig,’ stated Miss Fisher after their order had been made, gazing at him with the direct frankness which was clearly so chat acteristic of her. “‘May I?” “Yes, please do,”’ said Mr. Payne, ap parently untwisting his legs under the table a he poke “Are you the John Henry Payne, Third, of Boston?” she asked, emphasizing the third word in the sentence. “I’m sure,”’ said Mr. Payne, Third, now you some thir quite b twisting hi leg together agalt beneath the table “T’'msurel ” } 1 KNOW vhat I mear he said, gazing without emotion into his eye ‘No, reall I'm rea ly , no!” he said, é lently distressed t ome untoward su picion ‘The one they called that name? tuired her father now +t ‘ 7 d air ‘You know!" she said to Mr. Payne. But Mr. Payne, though hi apparent] an ever-deepening carnation, head. yw what I mean,” she rea parently still more convinced of long face wa her Suspic1or mat “All right then,” her chin rising slightly, *‘yvou are!”’ Are what?” inquired Mr. Fisher “He's the one,”’ she said. “You're the one they called that dreadful name.” “What name?” persisted Mr. Fisher. “After the battle.” “What name?” reiterated her father “The Hellhound of the Argonne,” said his daughter, speaking it finally THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ““My dear!” treme ly hand ‘I didn’t make it up myself, Billikins,”’ she said in self-defense. ‘‘It was in all the papers. You were, weren't you?” she in- quired, not once removing her level but now quite enthusiastic gaze from Mr. Payne. “They called you that, didn’t they?” “Well, yes,” admitted Mr. Payne, now writhing openly. ‘“‘Unfortunately—in a way—they did. That is to say, the men in my company, I suppose just among them- selves “es a ‘I knew it!" said Miss Fisher trium- phantly. “I knew it! I saw your picture in the paper when I was up there in the summer.” Mr. Fisher's eyes were now leveled with his daughter’s upon the long, red and deeply moved features across from them. “You mean to tell me,’’ he said accus- ingly to Mr. Payne, “after all these weeks I’ve known you, that you were one and the same—that you were that young officer in that historic shell hole in the Argonne Forest?” His face seemed even more rosy and round than usual “The subject never came up,” explained Mr. Payne, Third. ‘‘It never seemed ex- actly germane to any of our conversation.” “But I didn’t know,”’ complained Mr. Fisher, “that you were even in the war, to say nothing of being gassed and wounded of being that so-called—that Hellhound of the Argonne.” “If you were named that,”’ asked Mr. Payne, shifting the burden of proof, ‘would you care to talk about it?” “Oh, I don’t know,” said Miss Fisher thoughtfully. “T don't think you would.” ““T never thought of it that way,” she said, making an effort to turn the conver- sation to another subject. ‘‘Would you would you mind telling me "y But her father, who still held his scrutiny upon Mr. Payne, was now speaking. “‘Now I know,” he said “Know what?” inquired Mr. Payne, ap- parently interested in starting any new line of conversation “Why it is y all a man from Boston by his first name,” said Mr. Fisher “Oh, nonsense!"’ said Mr ‘And feel comfortable,”” concluded Mr Fist er *Tell me,”’ said his daughter, who hi said Mr. Fisher with an ex- respectable gesture of his right ou never get so you can call never once removed her interested gaz from Mr. Payne's face during her fathe tatement, now going on, how did it fee]? ‘* How did what feel?” still clearly asked Mr. Payne, xious to promote new and on of any kind lo have your tongue Dla k,”” inquired Miss Fisher ‘‘from thirst and all that?” “My dear! My dear!” said her father, i l f thought, which, pursuing s there in that anything other conver objecting to her however she ni “After those tw | | without said Mr. Payne at a venture, ‘that’s not ing!”’ “No, I relaxi! g her scrutiny to ar great extent “Nothing but a merry jest! And then, of should say not!"’ she said, not course,”’ she said, continuing the conversa tion, ‘““what you told the Kaiser- where he could go to.” That was mere newspaper talk!” ex celal her victim, writhing wu ain to ward me loophole of escape “ Mere newspaper invention! You are aware, a well as | am, what the newspapers stopped him at ou to tellme, Mr. Payne,” he informed him all about yourself.” Oh, nonsense!"’ said Mr. Payne, twist You heard what my father just sai about Bostor People “Wi yes,”’ said Mr. Payne of Boston, apparently again surprised Well,” she said, gazing and waiting “Well?” he repeated, now meeting her he asked hin calm gaze like a hunted creature at ba “Don't be like that that’s all! he told him. She had almost violet eves and incere and confidential manner about her “What is there to say?” he asked her somewhat helplessly. “Tell me,” she instructed, “everything from the beginning.” And Mr. Payne related in some detail the incident in the Argonne ‘l wouldn’t have thought yo said that,”’ said Miss Fisher, toying deliberately with a ring worn or gagement finger--of the wrong hand “*Said what?” he asked her, watching her fingers closely, remember which hand it was-— rig or left —-upor which custom prescribed the wearing of ar engagement ring ‘*What you said to the Kaiser,”” she was going on “TI didn’t say anything to the Kaiser, I think I have already told you,"’ said Mr ayne, his voice ri ing very sligh tly “Or to the German Army, or Hinden- burg, or whoever it was, about where they could gO =! “1 don’t know that I did say it “You don’t know!” “How can you recall what your words may have been under such circumstances?” asked Mr. Payne of Boston “It seems so funny that’s all,’’ she ob- served —‘‘for anybody from Boston! “Oh, now, I say!" said Mr. Payne, some what straightening up. “Tell me,” said the young woman, look ing at him with the air of one who has d covered an entirely new angle for her hat and is trying it out— ‘‘tell me what you did after that.” “Nothing,” he said, stopping now, having reached quite obviously a new decisior the determination to leave the Argonne at all costs. ‘“‘I returned to Boston, that’ all, and from there here.” “And then,” said Mr. Fisher, now taking up the conversation, ‘“‘you came into m5 office.” “Yes.” “That always beat me!” Fisher. “What, please?”’ asked Mr. Payne with the air of one who was willing to invite any conversation—to take any steps which would lead out of the Argonne “You came down here with $10,000 — the last that you had, as 1 understand it. Am I right?” “You are right,”’ assented Mr. Payne ‘And put it all in the tock market or a ten-point margin.” “It was very simple,” explaining, ““when you understand it was due probably more than a endeavor ny 0 continued M: a book —the influence of a book A book!" repeated Miss Fisher. ‘‘ How Bostonian!” ardon me?” said Mr. Payne, a slight ‘ er his brow aid, ‘How Bostonian!'”’ y,’' said Mr. Payne, and stopped, } voice unmistakably chilled But Mr. Fisher was going on. “A book!” he said. ‘“‘What do mean?” “T am afraid,” said Mr coldly, “that ested; in fact it is more or less personal.’ ‘He'd rather tell me what I want to hear,”’ said Miss Fisher, biting quite caln into a confection which went with her dessert that fighting and that name he got ar that.’”’ And at this Mr. Payne started takably writhing agair “Tf you are really interested,”” he ther aid to Mr. Fisher with a slightly redden« face, ‘“‘in how 1 came here to ' f Payne rather you would scarcely be inter ‘more about that shell hole ar “Go on, please directe 1 } I want to hear ) ‘Really to unde i Pavne then in the self ‘ A h was often | | huve to go back I er extent at least al ' or pe iliaritie Go ahead ‘ 1 I heart Mr. P: ehe ‘Vo warned ‘ (ro ahea M I “We won't n So th t ho ! A as al ‘ ivi Mr. Payne w iat M ae beya 1 have notice iter i! fo ite. J er In fact he tinue irst of cc i, . way | feel tl l er fortunate I e! hoed Mr. I Y i Mr. Payne i ! I think { r iff | . unt t t ! it I | “ lam a highbrow ne aid with a rather wisttul Continued on Page 148

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C, Beacon Falls, Conn. New York Chicago Kensas City Boston Minneapolis San Francisco Top Notch Service Shoe | crete to the abstract. EVENING POST (Continued from Page 145 smile, “‘with the soul of a man. A person, that is, who is compelled to think and act as a highbrow and who wants always more than anything else in life to be, as they say, “Now what is a highbrow,”’ asked Mr. Payne, proceeding with his self-analysis in the others’ sympathetic silence, ‘‘in essence, in principle? He is simply one who is com- pelled by the terms of his temperament to proceed from the abstract to the concrete, instead of, as most men do, from the con- It is a terrible handi- cap—terrible. But that’s the way I am, you see; and I suppose,” he said, appealing to Mr. Fisher, “we all have to take our- selves as we are—our own personal equa- tion.” “Yes, indeed,” replied Mr. Fisher. His daughter said nothing, but, leaning her cheek on her hand, gazed steadily at Mr. Payne. “‘| well remember,” said Mr. Payne, his speech running faster under the naturally thawing influence of personal reminiscence, “‘my first realization of this fact; my first step in working myself out from this handi- cap which I had—that is, from general principles into concrete practice. I took this very early. But I am boring you,” he broke off apologetically. ““Not at all,” said Mr. Fisher. from it!” His daughter said not a word, but sat gazing with self-evident interest at Mr. Payne. “T was brought up rather quietly,’”’ the latter then went on, “‘when I was a young boy, by a private tutor, under the direc- tion of an aunt; an unmarried aunt, who, having an unfortunate early love affair, turned her attention to early Italian art and made a specialty of Botticelli. You know the type?”’ “Oh, yes,” replied Mr. Fisher somewhat vaguely. “I was quiet and rather diffident natu- rally, as you may perhaps have noticed even to-day,” continued Mr. Payne, here adjusting his legs and then going on. ‘‘At the age of eleven,”” he said, “‘it was deter mined that I should go to publie school. found that there was something lacking in me there. I was not popular. I remember going off by myself to consider it and finally arriving at the explanation the principle, if | may say so. I concluded then that my main difficulty was that I did not fight readily enough; that to get on with my fellows I must in some manner learn to fight more easily. But how?” said r. Payne to Miss Fisher, smiling apolo- getically. ‘‘How? That was my question.” She did not reply, but sat—her cheek on her hand —frankly directing herself to the study of him and his problem as he went on. “It was necessary, you see, for me to translate theory into practice. I quently at last, after considering it some time, went and laid the matter before one who, I thought, might know—our coach- man, who I knew in fact had been at one period in his youth a prize fighter for a short time. “I got my desired answer at once. way to learn to fight,” he said to essence, ‘is to start fighting.’ “TI think,” reflected Mr. Payne, “that that was perhaps the turning point in my career—certainly the high point in my edu- cation. For it taught me the one thing I must have—the ability to translate my general principles into practice; the one way in fact in which with my handicap I was able and in fact have éver since been able to break out of that vicious circle of mere thinking. It is in fact the first and only rule of action that has ever worked well with me. ‘In carrying it out at first I was not successful. I was perhaps too ambitious too enthusiastic, as | am apt to be under the influence of anewly discovered principle. I chose opponents beyond my immediate For I had ample opportunity to practice my new principle, as you will see when I remind you that the great mass of Boston's population is, as is not generally understood perhaps, made up of the Irish race and their descendants. I often think of myself,”’ said Mr. Payne with the smile of one calling back the odd and diverting memories of childhood, “tat the age of eleven, let loose to work out my theory— my new principle—upon the Irish race. I bear the marks to some extent on my person to-day. “You may not have noticed,” he said then in a digression to Miss Fisher, ‘“‘my | a regular fellow.”’ “Far | soon ‘The me in abilities. June 5,1920 ght touch of the prize fighter’s, or cauli- flower ear. It is much less noticeable now than it was once. ‘But to be brief,”’ he said as Miss Fisher gave a slight start on observing it, ‘in the end, by the time I was nineteen, together with my dumb-bells and my work in the gymnasium and the practice I received, I was not without some success and even local reputation as a boxer in Harvard and about Boston. You see,” he summed up to Miss Fisher, “‘I had succeeded in this respect in breaking out of the vicious circle which sur- rounded me. I had succeeded in finding a way to translate my principle into prac- tice—to pass from the abstract to the con- crete. I had, in short, learned to fight by starting fighting.” “‘But what,” inquired Miss Fisher finally, “has this got to do with a book?” “I was coming to that,”’ said Mr. Payne, smiling faintly now, more at his ease, as he was oftentimes after a period of speaking Sut before that I must inform you of the situation I was in—in which I found myself at the close of the war. “T had been in France,” he went on. “I came home, as | have told you,”’ he said to Mr. Fisher. ‘Unfortunately my father, my only living parent, had died during my absence; and with the settlement of his estate, as you already know, I found that I possessed not some $250,000, as-I might have anticipated, but $10,000 merely. I found, in short, that my father’s particular business had been not helped but ruined by war and that this fact had hastened his death. This was not unnaturally a great shock to me and also puzzled me greatiy. I am now speaking of his business failure. My father had been considered an excellent business man, his business the soundest and most conservative possible, and yet I re- turned to find it ruined. Naturally I was interested to find the reason—the principle for it.”’ “Naturally,”’ said Mr. Fisher. was it?”’ “What would you think?” “T ean only guess,”’ said Mr. Fisher “You would scarcely believe it,’’ Mr Payne told him. “What was it “*Prudence—too much conservatism, too much prudence and attention to business.”’ “Too much prudence and attention to exclaimed Mr. Fisher with an expression of doubt in his face. ‘Exactly!’ said Mr. Payne. “It puzzled me, too, for atime. For of course I unfor- tunately had, and have had now, no expe- rience, no practical knowledge of business at all. It puzzled me until I obtained a clew in the book of which I was speaking to you—to which I have, with too much circumlocution probably, finally led you read Mudge on The The- of Chances in Relation to the Evolu ?”’ he now asked Mr. Fisher “What PET business! ave you ever ory tionary Theory directly. ‘You should,” he said in response to Mr. Fisher’s negative reply. ‘“‘ You would find it very stimulating, I should think, in your business. It sums up, in my opinion,” said Mr. Payne, talking now very earnestly, “the whole modern philosophy of exist- ence. He holds briefly that it is the first principle of all life to take chances; in fact that evolution, progress itself, is only the sum total of an infinity of chances taken in the past,”’ said Mr. Payne, pausing for a moment to look at Miss Fisher. Miss Fisher, however,: made no reply, having again apparently given herself up perma- nently to the study of Mr. Payne without speaking. “In other words’’—Mr. Payne was con- tinuing now with even more interest and enthusiasm—‘“ he holds that the success of the individual or race depends not on the quality of foresight, of vision into the fu- ture, but on the sheer power of taking in- definite chances; upon, first of all, the number of chances taken. As, for instance, in his well-known experiments with a cat in a bag, whose release depends realiy on an indefinite vitality in rapid motion, which gives it a chance of finally breaking out He holds it is the same with men; that it is not the absolute wisdom you possess as much as your activity and vitality —the indefinite ability to take chances and the education in daring and resourcefulness which comes from this—which, as a matter of fact, he holds, accounts for practically all of our more distinguished commercial and financial careers. 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(Continued from Page 148) with my early instructor, the coachman, that the only way to fight is to start fight- ing; that the only way to cultivate daring and resourcefulness in life and business is to start taking chances at once.” Miss Fisher, he observed, at this point gave a profound sigh and rested her other cheek upon her other palm as Mr. Payne again went on. ““You may see now perhaps my personal problem—my position. I had no experi- ence in business. I had the handicap, which you may have noticed, of a manner of speech not perhaps adapted to the usual commercial life. I had but this $10,000. I was, to be frank, much discouraged at my business and financial prospect till finally, all at once, I grasped the great main prin- ciple that business, like life, was a series of chances, and that the one way to learn how to take chances—to acquire that dar- ing and resourcefulness which alone make any man successful—is to start taking them. “Oh, I appreciate,” said Mr. Payne apologetically—‘‘I have no doubt that an- other man with a different experience and temperament might have approached my problem in a different way, but being what ] am, I knew that for me at least there was only one plan that would work. To learn to take chances I must start taking them at once, **And so, you see,”’ said Mr. Payne, evi- dently nearing the end of his narrative, **l was in New York on a matter of busi- ness; in fact of settling my father’s estate. I was compelled to wait—to kill several days in my hotel ri “And so,” said Mr. Fisher, now breaking in understandingly, “‘you came to me.” “Ves.” “You had had no special knowledge, had ou, of the stock market when you came to my office?”’ now it quire i Mr. Fisher. “Nothing beyond the general kr owledge that there was a great, rising, speculative market going on in Wall Street.” “No,” said Mr. Fisher. ‘No, I thought not. You merely saw what everyone else aw —the immense possibilities of the stock market at that time.” “Ves ““Andthen, I presume,”’ said Mr. Fisher “T have never asked you this but I pre- sume that you were directed to us, to me perhaps, by some who had heard of my practice of analyzing financial conditions before giving advice, as a student of Wall Street.” “Well, no, not exac tly,” returned Mr. Payne. ‘“‘No, my coming to you was, I must admit, more or less of a coincidence.” **Oh, I see,”’ said Mr. Fisher in a some- what diminished voice. “No,” said Mr. Payne somewhat apolo- getically, “it was due almost entirely in a way to Mudge—to this book of which I have just spoken to you. In fact I should perhaps have told you that I had just come across it before visiting you, while delving, browsing round your New York book- stores. “You see,” said Mr. Payne, reéxplaining himself in the further absence of speech by Mr. Fisher, ‘‘as I have already intimated to you, it is my peculiarity to have my en- thusiasms roused by the abstract rather than the concrete, as I think is more usually the case. I have actually what you might not expect —I have a tendency to be gov- erned by impulsiveness to a rather high degree. But with this difference: I am ex- cited to action rather by the abstract than the concrete. After grasping any new the- ory I am perhaps too much inclined to act on it at once. ““So then,” he went on, making sure of their understanding him if possible, ‘I was most enthusiastic over this theory. I saw that to succeed man must take chances in life—in business. And I realized that for me at least the only way I could ever learn to take chances was to start taking them at once. ‘“And then in going out for the air—out of my hotel through this upper financial district on Fifth Avenue—I looked up and saw your window, and went in. You will know the rest.” But Mr. her did not at once answer. “You see?”’ Mr. Payne appealed a little anxiously to him. “In a way, yes—in a general way,” said Mr. Fisher, detaching himse If from his si- lence with something like a jerk. ‘And so you just brought in your $10,000.” “That was all I had, of course,” explained Mr. Payne—‘‘to start with.” THE SATURDAY “And put it all up,”’ continued Mr. Fisher thoughtfully—“‘at once on a_ten-point margin.” “How could I do otherwise—in the terms of my proposition?"’ asked Mr. Payne, still anxiously explaining. ‘‘ Natu- rally if I took chances I must take chances of some consequence. I can imagine noth- ing more futile,”’ said Mr. Payne, looking at Mr. Fisher, ‘‘or worse for my particular purpose, can you?—than sitting round a broker's office, wagering a few hundred dol- lars upon stocks. I often, even with my success, become restless sitting round watch- ing my interests on your stock board. And indeed in the end, as the table in Mudge'’s book will show you, you take just as much risk mathematically of losing by piecemeal operations, when you have once made up your mind to venture, as you do in one real risk of consequence. And then, worse than all, you would lose entirely the one thing of consequence—in my case at least—the habit which I must certainly cultivate of taking chances to the limit in order to suc- ceed in spite of my particular handicap; to cultivate my daring and resourcefulness in the way of taking chances, of making deci- sions; in short, of playing properly the speculative game which is life and business to-day.” “But if you lost,” inquired Miss Fisher, speaking finally, but not moving her eyes from Mr. Payne, “what then?” “Oh, I had that planned,” replied Mr. Payne quickly. ‘‘You must not think me as eccentric as all that. I had my next ex- perience planned in case this failed. In fact before I entered into this speculation I was intending to go out into the copper district in Montana to take a position in a copper-mining concern in which friends of my father were interested. Another specu- lative business,”’ said Mr. Payne, “‘with of course, I hope, corre sponding chances of ge success —of a success of consequence if you did succeed ‘Beyond that, if I should not make a large success in the copper business, I must admit that I had not and have not yet decided on my next probable step. So you see,”’ said Mr. Payne, again to Miss Fisher, closing anxiously his attempt at self-explanation. “Well, yes,”’ said Mr. Fisher, but with- out genuine conviction, ‘I don’t know but what I do.” “And of course,”’ said Mr. Payne, “‘as you know, after I came into your office I had the benefit of your advice,”’ “Yes,” said Mr. Fisher, somewhat brightening. “And then of course,” continued Mr. Payne, ‘‘under your advice I bought Agmo. And following that at once came that tre- mendous rise which made me wealthy and which I can never thank you suffi- ciently for. “Oh, I am well aware that another man might have approached my problem differ- ently,”’ concluded Mr. Payne in a closing self-explanation. “But being as I am, I am of course glad now that I did what I did.” “In other words,”’ said Miss Fisher, speaking at last, “‘you bet it all—that $10,000—all at once, on principle.” “Ves,” “How thoroughly Bostonian!” said Miss Fisher. Mr. Payne sat up at this and gazed very directly into her eyes before answering “Why do you say that?” he asked then in a distinctly sharper voice. “But how funny too!” she continued. “What is?” “For anybody from Boston.” “Why?” “Why, it is, isn’t it?”’ asked Miss Fisher, returning his gaze very frankly. ““What is?” he persisted. “Why, Boston isn’t exactly what you would call the center of speculation of the United States, is it?” she explained herself. “Why not, may I ask?” he returned severely. ‘‘Why do you say Boston is not speculative?” ‘Bocton,” said Mr. Fisher, now finding his voice once more, “spec ulative! That's a good one!” “‘Why not, may I ask?” inquired Mr. Payne again, fixing Mr. Fisher now with his grave but direct gaze. “Compared with New York!” ventured Mr. Fisher. “Certainly,” said Mr. Payne. ‘‘Who established the foreign trade in this coun try —took the chances of pirates and ship- wreck in the East Indies—- Boston or New York?” (Continued on Page 154) EVENING POST ] _ jusnneanansagy} CEN, gill pp got] eae vi ft ints TULATGERRGS ITA OGLEGELE f peindey sf HH TE iin yal raid SURRLGLERAECALES 9 ' j {puansss Ht ] i b af REGQGGGGTEEE ; : PTT juste seaypere-enny TT Ua Htevecetftareestll ' - iil iu Qyeagg tl pisenny iit r t pag ti ji i " PECL H { i etl) lil ip & it iu nk | dy, ra tay ninitsell COPERARRERUEDUGGOREURAAEEAMEUR EG || fad THORREQGUERDOUIPCUTTORDOEECEROSLEORUSCGROORTASERSLOQURSOUOTURESLSCEIEISE jildasdnduenanuenvensouancensacuaicauaensuaarigesanatattiny itera se ) ) 4 i i ‘ me hi yy ao Raeetalibembianed ee gr ms ae he ~ ies —_ - . . . > '_- — —— eae. ee eee more —~ = — —_— oo ——— > a nee = 2 = Ny a> YES - — + = eh = — so —— — — ~_— = = =—_ = oo = — = = - — — oe hod — = oe = —— a —4 - —_ o- — a. =~—= & = _—— — = —— a = —— a _-_ = — - — - a . — = aoe oy > ae = — = = —_ sz “ Speaking of Politics Politics certainly is the great American sport. 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Continued from Page 151 ‘ Mr. F American roads of the great 7 or 5 mg tne y not know of the Ili- ver do nen isted inced M chigan and nquired ceiving no answer who fir fron and silver neral? d, there York York Mr. Payne ifter another oned game where w things into the ai ; ted ‘Crap Fisher ather igge one I aid ke those dried peas they fairs—under nutshell ountrs ’ come, come!” said Mr Fisher, pro But Mr. Payne went right on Boston dollar,” he said en iastically, ‘‘as someone has said of the umbeat and the British flag, goes round ! round the world.” “Seeking whon ted Miss Fisher *(C erta y *s aid a slow but devour,”’ sug ayne, ey appreciative s “And I may say further, when it to taking chances it would be a rash New Yorker who would } mile come 1 temeri ra Fisher, following this exchange of though not removing her apprais from his face or speaking until followed his eulogy of Boston growing interest, appre did not share, his odd rious i lar ‘ he was done with an obviously ating, enthusiasm ‘When I think,” he was going on, “‘of the ec} se old people with the Indian Ocean, the Indians in t and starvation and shipwreck on ‘alifornia about the Horn, fol- Boston, it makes though she took pirates in the Wes their way to ¢ owing the dollar from me shudder with admiration. They had worked out in prac ” he said with a faint smile, “‘years before the exact prin- ciples which this book of mine—which Mudge merely recorded later—the vital principle that life consists essentially in the ability to take chances.” At this point he stopped, for he observed : Fisher nodding deeply to herself as if ving finally reached a conclusion, ‘What is it?’ he asked her with much terest ‘lL am getting it,” “Getting what?” ‘TI re “. it ir "Whi ‘About principle ‘Boston! tice, she replied. a book once myself.” foston,”’ she replied “and Principles!" « ried Mr his interest surprised in its turn It was about the Boston character,” ‘It said there was Bostonian would not principles were once ce rstood it be- Payne, exclaimed no vio- ce known that commit when his roused, I never quite ur fore,”’ she added And Mr. Payne gave what introspective smile And I understand now,” she continued, ‘why it was they gave you that name, Your principles probably got excited.” ‘Oh, said Mr. Payne of Boston, his dark face suddenly grown again t g exposed in the the color of meat 0 lor a faint and some- nonsense !"’ market ‘l think,’ he said then in a slightly altered voice, “it is perhaps time we changed he subject “All right,” how 'll we said Miss Fisher cheerfully; ange it From me to stated Mr. Payne vith grave ‘For a slight in- terval— if you don't mind.” And suddenly, without warning, Miss Fisher experienced a new sensation: the nsation of finding one’s eyes on the de- gray, rather chilly you,” directness sive, against the still, THE SATURDAY of her new acquaintance from Boston. It was as if—the explanation occurred to her — he had suddenly grasped the principle that the only way to deal with young women’s eyes which look at you with too continued frankness is to look them with a frankness equal to their own. ‘Why she replied gravely, return- ing hers to his face and slightly altering the angle of her hat with her hand. ‘That would be fine.”’ ‘There are wishing to ask holding his opt cal little time—to get ‘What's the tell me. Hurry! she directed with unfaltering lightness, though her eyes did finally drop before his. ‘Just what is it,’’ he asked then—“ that name which ll your father?” “What? Billikins?” asked, ently surprised at the comparative trivial- y of his question. ““‘Why—that! Oh, I named him that myself,”’ she said frankly, “‘when I was just a child—a mere infant because he looked so much like a little thing we used to have—-oh, years and years ago—a little fat idol kind of thing that sat on the mantel ‘Now, don't get mad or pout,”’ she said, seizing her father’s hand and patting it warmly “Can you eye back into not?” two questions I have been you,”” he said then, still advantage, “‘for some your opinion.” ” first one she appar- beat them?” inquired Mr. Fisher, had grown noticeably rosier while she was speaking. And under the en- couragement of this she gazed up into the fixed and immobile of Mr. Payne again ‘Now what is the second question?”’ she inquired with a well-reéstablished calm. ‘The next,” said Mr. Payne, who shared, she saw, to some extent her father’s red ness, “‘is less personal— more general. It is a matter for your judgment— your opin- ion.” “Oh, yes,” who eyes said Miss Fisher, looking at him with an expectant smile It seemed to him then, as it was to seem quite often in the future, that beyond any had ever known possessed the charm of the unexpected; that great feminine power of giving no one could fore- tell what new fillip to the masculine mind and emotions. And he now turned himself quite definitely to a lighter and more alert mode of conversation “I’ve told you about the Boston dollar,” he went on. “What do you think of the New York stock market?” ‘Now—at this moment?” assuming a judicial air. es “What does dad think?” she asked. “I'm for holding still for the rise to come,” said Mr. Fisher, looking at her with arch amusement as one at a child ‘Then I say it will fall,’’ she announced promptly, and exchanged a sudden glance with her father in the manner, Mr. Payne thought, of one suggesting family secrets. ‘You little devil!’ said Mr. Fisher fondly. ‘What is you bought so much of?” Mr. Payne. “Agmo.” “What does dad asked “He's for “Is he?” fully cons her closely “Yes,” said Mr. Payne. advise in that case?” I'd sell,” Miss Fishe buys.” Andatthat Mr. Fisher burst out laughing. “T'll tell you sometime,” he said, “what the little devil di 1 to me “No, you won't either! giving him a very definite look indeed. And Mr. Payne, catching this, politely swept the conversation on to new lines. ‘It means a lot to me, you understand,” he said lightly, “for this reason: I have large profits, very large indeed, which per- sonally I would like to take, even in spite of your father’s judgment. I should sell, only on “Only?” Miss Fisher prompted him. “Only,” he went on, “for the income ae It would take a great sh are almost half of everything I’ ve made.’ “Oh, don’t do that!” cried Miss Fisher with a quick, involuntary repugnance. “Exactly the same position that all men of forethought and wisdom find themselves in in this market in Wall Street to-day. Exactly and precisely the thing,”’ observed Mr. Fisher in his most studious manner, one he she asked, she does your particular stock—that she was asking think of that?” she holding— buying more.” said his daughter gravely, ‘ious that others were watching ‘What would you ‘if he r stated * she said to him, EVENING POST “which will hold the Wall Street market up where it is to-day.” “Why?” asked Miss Fisher with a sud- den seriousness. “They cannot sell to the Government.” ‘No, no, not!” Fisher with great positiveness. ‘Then you would advise my holding too?” said Mr. Payne, smiling slightly. ‘No, no, I don't know what I would do. I won't say that. Isn't it terrible,”’ she said excitedly, ‘“‘to have the Government to take all your money the way it’s doing now?” Good Lord,” said Mr. Fisher, suddenly drawing out his smooth gold watch and waving at the waiter, ‘look what time itis!” ‘I wish y ‘ou'd help me with this problem, Miss Fisher,” said Mr Payne, shaking her hand, in the spirit of light conversation at parting. “I wish you would give your best atte ntion to my difficulty.” ‘T will,” she said, “but “But what?” “But what is there in de mi anded, looking up. “Well,” said Mr. Payne slowly, “I understand—I see in fact—you are a specialist yourself. And a good deal of a plunger, I am told.” “A specialist! A plunger!"’ she repeated, returning as frankly as she could his very earnest and flattering gaze. ‘In hats,” he said. “I refer to hats. And if by any chance you could work this prob- lem out for me—about the income tax how to eat my cake and have it—I could make a large offer, an offer of an almost indefinite reward in hats, which you could 1ame yourself.”’ ‘Hats are very dear now,”’ she observed. ‘I can think of nothing at the moment,”’ responded Mr. Payne, bending over very gravely, “that would give me a greater pleasure than the privilege of financing hats for you And he bowed ve ry seriously and looked still very earnestly in her eyes. ““Come, come!” cried Mr. Fisher. got to get back to work.” ‘Remember!” said Mr. thing you can do to help me ‘I'll remember,” promised Miss Deb- orah Fisher, raising her eyes at parting finally to his—the strange eyes of this singular and unprecedented young man from Boston. It was, as a matter of fact, a novel and interesting sensation to her. She had been acquainted with a number of eyes. She was familiar of course with the New York eye, which promises so much and so readily and is apt to give so little; with the sunny, ingratiating eye of Baltimore and points south; the free, roving, conversa- tional eye from P ittsburgh, Chicago and the West. But the Boston eye was com- paratively new to her. Up to that time she had had small experience with the dis- criminating, fastidious, steadfast, strictly monogamous eye of Boston. There was something about it and its obvious conno- tation when in a state of admiration both fascinating and sobering for a young woman before whom life was after all barely opening. and lose their profits certainly said Miss act so for me?”’ she a I've Payne. ‘‘Any- ” Iv N THE morning of November 7, 1919, Mr. J. Belgrave Fisher was seated at the side of the small, bare, polished table so suggestive of the directors’ table of a large corporation, which occupied so con- siderable a portion of his private room, discussing the question of the Federal in- come tax with his most fortunate customer, Mr. Payne. “No!” heasserted. ‘No, you are wrong! The situation, the general situation, in my opinion, looks very good, very hopeful. I think myself we are well out of the woods, whatever they may tell you to thé contrary. “What is the great main question before the country to-day,’’ asked Mr. Fisher, “that the best minds of Wall Street and this country have been focused on since the beginning of this war; that has engaged the attention of this country almost to the exc ‘lus sion of everything else? “Hidden profits, is it not? A problem that every citizen and every corporation has had tosolve. A problem in two parts two parts— accumulation and distribution. How to get your profits; and how, having got them, to avoid losing them—to avoid paying these unwarranted, confiscatory, un-American taxes on them in this income tax. ‘To-day,’ continued Mr. Fisher, first of these two has been worked out; “the the June 5,1920 first step has been taken by the great, sane, broad-gauged men in command of our corporations— in the form of hidden profits, put away in their treasuries. “The next step,” he asserted, ‘now re- mains to be taken—is being worked out in fact to-day by the powerful, resourceful legal minds of Ww all Street. And eventually, I be lieve “But Mr. Payne, “ decide whether or not I want to sell and take my profits on my stock.” “True,”’ responded Mr. Fisher. “True. But that question, I believe, contains its own answer. Take your own case,” said Mr. Fisher, looking across the smooth, bare table in very much the manner of a great corporation’s head addressing his directors. “You come here into Wall Street. By your foresight and courage you build up an interest in a great corporation possessing unquestioned great assets which are registered in its prices on the board to-day. Can you afford now to forgo these profits—to sacrifice them by sales and by subsequent division with a rapacious Government—of nontaxpayers for non- taxpayers by nontaxpayers—through this income tax?”’ ‘But yet,”” began his hearer, principles it might be said ‘And are you any different,”’ continued Mr. Fisher——‘‘are you any different from thousands of other farseeing investors, men who have had the courage and _fore- sight ” he was saying. But just at the point the rippled-glass door opened and Mr. Halpin appeared. ‘Did you see what Spurp did this morn- ing’ in the meanwhile,” interjected before this happens, I must sell “ar assets on general * said Mr. Fisher. ‘Two hundred and thirty-three,”’ an- nounced Mr. Halpin, standing astride in the doorway and looking up with that sharp, crafty, sidewise look under his eye brows which was so characteristic a cen tury ago of the great Corsican—the great Napoleon—in his middle and more pros- perous period, ‘I’m not surprised,”’ said Mr. Fisher, his glasses waving before his chest as calmly and regularly as the fin of a contented gold- fish. ‘I’m not surprised.” ‘We've got them going, that’s all,”’ said Mr. Halpin with that crafty look in his eye, the look of a great tactician at the c losing of a great campaign. ‘We’ ve got them on the run!” ‘I’m not surprised— no,” reiterated Mr. Fisher, looking more than ever like the head of one of America’s great industrial corporations. ‘We've got the mon the run. We've outflanked them,”’ stated Mr. Halpin in his more military form of speech. “It’s a rout. The bears have practically surrendered.” “You know why, don’t you?” inquired Mr. Fisher. “Shorts on the run. A bear massacre,” stated Mr. Halpin briefly. ‘Hidden profits— that’s why!” said Mr. Fisher, going on as if he were the first an- swerer of his question. ‘“‘ Hidden profits! When you see Wall Street register a great rise like that—in those two stocks that you two hold—you can make up your mind it’s no accident. The men who know are after them right now. It’s showing to-day in this market. You can count on that.” “Spurp is the better stock right now,” asserted Mr. Halpin belligerently. ‘‘The best stock on the board.” **Agmo is just as strong serted Mr. Fisher. stocks. But Agmo is the stronger I'll tell you why.” “*Spurp has got more pep to-day—I know that,” said Mr. Halpin, and turned and walked out in his abrupt way without wait- ing for Mr. Fisher’s explanation. ‘They’re beth going up to-day,” con- tinued Mr. Fisher, giving it to Mr. Payne. ““And why? Hidden profits—that’s all!” “Then you think ” Mr. Payne asked, finding an opening for speech finally. ‘Think what?” asked Mr. Fisher briskly. “You think I'd better hold on and not consider the question of selling with this income tax?” “My advice is—yes,” said Mr. Fisher. “Decidedly yes. How can you do other- wise than hold your stock? How can thou- sands of others in exactly your position do otherwise? “You will hear talk of inflation speculation. Foolishness! Hot air! The situation in the stock market is simple Continued on Page 157) stronger!” as- “They're both good Why? of over-

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Continued from Page 154) absolutely simple! There are thousands of men in your situation who have built up by their courage and forethought an inter- est in the great hidden profits in the cor- porations of this country. Will they sell them now—and share their earnings with this rapacious, undemocratic Government? Will they give up the fruits of their judg- ment to that income tax— that diabolical fine upon private enterprise which hangs like a pall over this country? They will not. They cannot! No, sir,” concluded Mr Fisher, ‘“‘you will not sell. You will hold. That is my advice~ flat!” “You are no doubt correct,’’ conceded Mr. Payne, though somewhat doubtful ‘You are no doubt right. It is your busi- ness to know. And I believe you do know ‘But there's one thing: If I do sell— or when I do sell,”” he corrected himself ‘whenever that is, I shall certainly insist upon one thing: When I do sell I shall in- sist that you have your share of the profits for your part in making them.” ‘You will do nothing of the kind! Noth- ing of the kind!" said Mr. Fisher, tapping the bare, severe, miniature directors’ table with his well-fed forefinger ‘I mean — I say,” repe vated Mr. Payne. “If I sell remember And at just this time their friendly con- troversy was again interrupted by a third party ‘Why hello, kitten!’’ exclaimed Mr Fisher with the pleasure of a connoisseur witnessing a new artistic triumph. ‘Where'd you get thi at one?” “Oh, you gave it to me—only you didn’t know it. Do you like it?” asked his kitten, including Mr. Payne of Boston in this frankly propounded question ‘I certainly do,”’ said Mr. Payne of Bos- ton. ‘It is a real success.” For they both felt extremely well ac- quainted by this time and had looked into a number of millinery windows together while walking on the Avenue. Miss Fisher now seated passed on with a manner of one who, hav ing satisfactorily disposed of a topic of real concern, now takes up another. “Sell what?”’ she asked Mr. Payne di rectly. ‘‘Are you going to sell your Agmo? Is that what you were talking about when I came in?” ““My dear,” said Mr. Fisher, “that i Mr. Payne’s business. You'll excuse her,” he said to Mr. Payne in explanation, “she is as ignorant of the proprieties of busines herself and as a child ‘She’s always excusable,” said Mr Payne cheerfully ** More that, | would greatly value her advi ‘What about?” she asked, tilting the brim of the rather large new hat so as to procure a fuller glimpse of Mr. Payne wit} the ambushed but very observant eye whicl was to be seen by him ‘The income tax,” briefly. ‘Yes?"’ she said as briefly. **And my Agmo— whether IJ shall sell it,”” he told her, for she knew all about the stocks he held long ago. He had informed stated Mr. Payne her in detail of all his transactior ‘It’s robbery!” she exclaimed ‘A per fect outrage the wav the Government acts—the whole miserable, disgusting thing If | were a man they would never have had that law!” ‘You are now a woman,” stated Mr . making clear the ill t tion, “and a voter of the state and the United States.’”’ ‘That's different,’ asserted Miss Fisher closing the line of thought. “But what have you decided to do about that con founded old income tax?” ‘I don’t know exactly,”’ responded Mr Payne. “‘ Your father feels I should not sell And of course if I should sell now, as you are aware, I lose almost half of what I have made in the payment which would go to the Government.” ‘How much would you have made to day if it wasn’t for that tax?” she inquired calmly ‘My dear! My Fisher. “Why not?” she asked. “‘ Hasn’t he told me himself time after time?”’ ‘You must pardon her,” said Mr. Fisher to Mr. Payne. ‘She knows no more of the ethics of business than a young schoolgirl in a nunnery.” ‘I’ve mz a approximately $500,000 on the rise,’ said Mr. Payne, answering in spite of this. ‘It’s gone a little higher since I told you.” dear!’’ protested Mr. ‘Then why sell it?’ she inquired, re- gardless of parental interruptions. “That's it,” said Mr. Fisher, now for- mally admitting her into the conversation. “Only that there are some signs pos- sibly,"” Mr. Payne explained, “that theo- retically there may be _ inflation—tight money—a possible general slump in the market.” “No!” said Mr. Fisher, violently dis- senting. ““No! There will be nothing of the kind. That is all alarmists’ talk ‘Just what is dad saying about it?”’ his daughter asked Mr. Payne now quite calmly. "7 tell him he is overworried — overanx- ious,’ ’ her father answered her himself. “Why?” she asked, addressing him now very directly ‘Because it’s going up. It’s going up that’s why,” said Mr. Fisher secause if he sells it now he'll lose the advantage of one of the greatest bull markets of history.” ‘Why?” she asked again. ‘‘Why, Billi- kins?" she asked her parent with fond directness No, tell me! Why do you think so? No, tell me why!” she demanded firmly, and grasped his chin decidedly in both her hands. ‘Why should I tell you?” responded Mr. Fisher, smiling. ‘Will you be any wiser?” ‘Why?” she persisted, holding his gaze now fixedly into hers. ‘Can you give me one reason?” * Because " he began. *‘Why?” she asked again ‘I was trying to tell you,’’ said Mr Fisher, starting to disengage himself from his somew: hat undignified position. ‘But now ’ he said, taking her wrists to re move them. But she now dropped her hands of her own accord ‘“*He doesn’t know,” she said quite defi- nitely. ‘‘He hasn’t an idea on the subject He's just gone crazy with the rest of them on another ‘greatest bull market in hi tory.’”’ ‘My dear kitten,”’ said Mr. Fisher, slightly flushed, ‘you might at least a But his daughter was going on, having fixed her attention on another point ‘What do you think yourself?” she wa asking Mr. Payne “Well, of course,”’ he answered her, “I confess, on general principles, I’m a little nervous. Of course if it wasn’t for the it come tax I would sell. And another reason for selling,” he said: ‘‘] should really have gone from New York some time ago.” He apparently, making this statement, did not observe Miss Fisher regarding him rather fixedly under the cover of her hat brim with the one violet eye which wa toward him. “I should have been at work on m business career long ago,”’ he continued “instead of peculatior he went on y ork ' waiting here, engaged in a There no reason whatever ‘for my remaining here in New “Oh,” said Mi Fisher, suddenly but quite unmistakably reddening, then | hould have thought you would have sold and gone long ago, if—if New York ar noyed you so. There is certainly no rea son,’ she very calmly, “why New York would to have you remain here It — t keep its position on the map when you change your ‘What I meant— what I attempted to ay "exclaimed Mr. Payne hastily, ir the manner of one who has made an un fortunate choice of expression, and ther came to a stop And for a moment bott listened to the student of Wall treet going on with a further considera- tion of the income tax “Of course there is a third way out always,’ he wa aying ‘a method of oidance of the tax. Wall Street of course given a great deal of attention to thi here is one course in particular. It ha method been quite the common thi ig in tue street for a man w has had the courage and a good of stock to make a present of it to hi wife.” Mr. Payne's hand, which seemed to ha been extended to the arm of Miss Fisher under cover of her father’s preoccupation, was now lightly removed by her with the delicate air of one removing a bur from one’s clothing on a country stroll enterprise to se¢ profit in a line THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ‘Who then sells and takes the profit for him,”’ Mr. Fisher was continuing, not no ticing this. “The wife, I mean—who afterward re turns him the money. Love and affection love and affection constitute a sufficient consideration for proper transfer in the eye of our laws,"’ stated Mr. Fisher. Other propitiatory motions of the hand and face of Mr. Payne were rejected during this speech by the one to whom they were directed ‘The trouble is,"’ said the student of Wall Street, waving his glasses again in the measured rhythmic contentment of an un interrupted flow of thought, ‘that in this case the stock owner is not married. Now if you,” he said to Mr. Payne in the tone of one arguing are hly, “and my kitten here, for instance ‘Don’t mind him!” said his daughter in the somewhat metallic voice of one long since grown hardened to the indiscretions of the older and more broken. And though still rather red, she looked up at Mr. Payne now and laughed quite frankly ‘Perhaps you might,” said Mr. Payne to her then in the pleasanter and more lightened spirit of the occasion perl ap you might save my life in some other way, if not exactly this. As I remember it you've already promised me two or three times you'd work out some about this income tax. What have you done?” “I had one plan —rather good,” she told him calmly. ‘Only - “Only what?” inquired Mr “Absurd! Ridiculous!" Fisher, laughing heartily think of that?” “Only what?” persisted Mr. Payne ‘I saw it wouldn't do—I didn’t have the means.’ ‘That’s the best I ever heard!” cried Mr. Fisher Absolut ! My kitten beating the income tax! The United States Government!" ‘Tell me!" urged Mr. Payr “No,” she said firmly, versation quite definitely. ‘Well, if you won't do that,”” said Mr Payne after a few seconds waiting, “you might take up another subject for us, whic! your father and I seem unable to agree or ‘What is that?” she inquired ‘I — stated Mr. Payne, ‘‘that he must take a share of my oye ings from my operations ps I finally do sell and take my profits.” ‘Do you make me umpire on that?" dé manded Miss Fisher with an obviou sharpening interest. ‘‘ Will you do exact! what I tell you : ‘Absolutely!’ said Mr. Payne without a moment’s retlectior *Ridiculou Ridiculous! aid Mr Fisher ‘Well then aid Mr. Payne, going on to state his case—wl he should divide his profits with the man who had discovered and pointed out to him the possibilitie of hidden profits in Agmo had prophesied its sharp and extraordinar ‘Child’s play!” said Mr. Fisher, turning a hi enforced iler ee to the of papers on his desk ‘K e, Billikins,”’ hi cheme Payne xclaimed Mr ‘What do you e of Bo tor closing the con of Bostor mmmor and irrangement ~p still, plea ( ected him And it was now observed by Mr. Payne that during his narrative, “aye cially calm, her whole manner and coloring daugh though super had undergone a change such as is generall t th ners mus excitement associated w ‘R lous!”’ , the vutt t Ridiculou her father muttered to himself No more idea of business thar a kitten!” Do you mean that?” inquired M Fisher sharply of Mr. Payne at the we of nis remart that you really want to give him that muet nones ” It nelongs to him,” asserted Mr. Payne I consider it his absolutely!” Falderal!"’ said Mr. Fisher ‘And how man\ hares do you say you hold now?” inquired Miss Fisher with ap parently feminine irrelevance that you are still carrying ‘Three thousand-odd,”” Mr. Payne told her Miss Fisher remained then for several moments in the attitude of one in deep calculation, Could you give him the money now? she asked t ‘I certainly could,” he said, abstracting pocket, whi ‘Very w decide that *You'lld ‘How much? kly unf Thirty thousand dollar er quis Fish ‘Ha, ha! tone of one ‘You're ‘You wa with great ‘You me: ‘I mear going to give it to you ‘You're Fisher. “Y are amusit could make I wouldn't or cash them if I had them? “Very we voice outw ] den and ver the check myself aid to Mr What? ‘T'll take peated Her fathe Ing her face You'll d her then, drawing back his head accustomed to command air of one ‘Who'll raising hers ‘Good for you!” said Mr was now ta vest pocket ‘ Kitten,” what differe osay you'd do thi ou mean t take $30,001 not related I certainly do Ne rid I yive it to me.’ And he certainly will do so uid Mr Payne, writing with ipulous care in the check boo hi lap And he isn't giving it to me,” said Mj Fisher, going on arguing again ‘He t mu and I told you it was for you He msiders it urs this minute Exactl iid Mr Payne, fini hing and tea y out the chec} I won't take it uu know that! i Mr. | é i nce lr ww both p ed and tlarmed Ver ve then, I can take it trust re ud Certainl iid N Pa biow y ni neck wu i- businessiit Nil he ee that it gets finally to the proper ma I certair hall sid Mi Fist | ‘ ill do exactl that Mr. Payne handed } t Onl ye thing the i ; i epte 1 jt \ va’ pr yrrise } vyon't make i liffers t me everyt vy about I j What to ure yg mu do no Thoug! itward poke a iit eut was about t ei ) re olutior il { W! ' himself now And the Chirt eadinyg i And the Do l i Mr. fk ‘ Mr Payne I oe 1 i. 2 And I id she ‘ ! y ‘ ind i hat 1 ve 1 ' oe ' Wa ex yy er t i i ial I ‘ vy abou W t pe jjat I 1a ha i ”" ) ‘ it} vv it } And i few momen ifter he »went it Whe e had g Mr. | er re nained seated his ma * armchair at ‘ lt i the mniy, Dare m ture dire t i he attitude ol ay if captair of Ame Isine ting alot in | yreat board room id gv out " yrea 7 i] trouble whict ‘ ir , eem to lve a wond ardly calm, color and appearance of one making a sud ’ Do 157 hd hen promptly a small check book from his le Mr. Fisher looked up sharply ell,”” his daughter stated, “I'll he must take it owhat?” exclaimed Mr. Fisher inquired Mr. Payne olding his check bool " decided Mi laughed Mr. Fisher in the enjoying a delicious farce . kitten!’ ! daughter directed tech me!" hi ilmness into say you've got to take it, and he’ funny, that’s all,” said Mr ou poor kitten, even your jokes g. Don’t you know that he out checks until doomsday and take them unless | wanted to ll then,” daughter in a but having all the said his y important decision, “I'll take Make it out to me,” she Payne ‘cried Mr. Fisher very loudly it myself,” his daughter re r stopped for a moment, study and eyes o nothing of the kind!” he told with the prevent me?" she inquired, still higher ‘I'm of age.” Payne, who king his fountain pen from hi said Mr. Fisher, using a some nt voice, “you little fool, do That you'd ) from a man to whom you are you have any

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FORTY YEARS OF Al DIPLOMAT’S LIFE (Continued from Page 19 and open to merchant shipping of all na- tions—a point that could be secured only by their neutralization on the same lines as the neutralization of the Suez Canal, as an international waterway of prime impor- tance, under the joint guaranty of all the Great Powers. Only such a guaranty as- suring the safety of its capital could pos- sibly induce the Porte to renounce its unquestionable right to close the Straits in self-defense, as she quite recently had been compelled to close them for a short time in view of a demonstration made by the Ital- ian fleet during the Turco-Italian War, and undertaken, perhaps, not without some hope of thereby provoking the intervention in the conflict of Russia as the Power most seriously and directly affected by the clos- ing of the Dardanelles to navigation.” Having dealt at length with the question of the, in my opinion, not only highly un- desirable but even dangerous character of the influence on our European policy of the Great Slav Idea and of the dreams of our would-be conquerors of Constantinople and the Straits, and having pointed out another objectionable feature of this influence namely, that it distracted our attention from the only real mission cut out for Rus- sia by destiny—the all-important cultural mission in connection with our Siberian empire and our dominions in Central Asia, I next sought in my memorandum an an- swer to the query: In what, then, con- sisted really the task we had to accomplish in the Near East? “The only possible answer to this query was bound to be that the task we would have to set ourselves could only be deter- mined, not by any fantastic conceptions of the so-called Great Slav cause, but by the real interests of Russia as far as they were involved in Balkan affairs. These inter- ests, in view of the manifestly impending crisis’’—this was written in the summer of 1912—‘*‘ demanded, first, that the work of the liberation of the Balkan populations from the Turkish yoke, as far as it had already been accomplished at the cost of so much Russian blood and treasure, should not be undone but should this time be carried through to the end; and lastly that the Balkan Peninsula should cease to be a storm center and source of grave appre- hensions, periodically disturbing the tran- quillity of Europe and for us a perennial menace of complications, capable of bring- ing us into an armed conflict with Austria and consequently of involving us in a gen- eral European war “It was evident that such a settlement of Balkan affairs could never be reached by agreements about the maintenance of the status quo and the sovereignty of the Sul- tan, considering that it was this very status quo that was the source of all the trouble and that all the Balkan states had unitedly determined not to tolerate it any longer, nor to sacrifice any longer their vital interests to a principle established by the Great Powers mainly for the purpose of covering up the rivalries which divided them. “The impending most serious crisis in Balkan affairs acquired a character particu- larly dangerous not only for Russia but for all Europe, in consequence of the existing system of alliances by which the Great Powers were divided into two camps in principle— whatever may be affirmed to the contrary—hostile one to another. There existed three motives for such hostility, two of them, however, being entirely alien to Russia. They were: “First, and most important of all be cause ineradicable, ‘he Franco-German an- tagonism in connection with the question of Alsace-Lorraine and of revenge for the French defeat in the Franco-Prussian War of 1870-71; ‘Second, the Anglo-German antago- nism, born of commercial and industrial competition and of rivalry in ever-growing naval armaments—that is to say, of causes quite susceptible of peaceful adjustment. ‘“‘In neither of these sources of hostility could Russia have had any legitimate con- cern whatever. *“‘And last, but not least, the Austro- Russian antagonism, growing out of our fancied right of interference in the affairs of the Slav states of the Balkan Peninsula on the basis of the Great Slav Idea, involving our fancied duty of protecting them from Austrian influence. “The removal of this last cause of inter- national hostility was entirely within our power. In case of our failure to remove it we might expect with certainty that out of the impending Balkan crisis would grow the sanguinary winding up of the European drama, in which we would unavoidably be involved by the inexorable logic of events, in spite of all our love of peace “The believers in the saving virtue of the existing system of alliances held that the equilibrium of forces which it had estab- lished was the best guaranty of European peace. Putting aside the question of the greater or lesser sincerity of the believers in this doctrine, it remained to verify its applicability to the then existing situation in Europe by the light of the historic devel opments of the last forty years. “During the first two decades after the Franco-Prussian War nothing threatened the peace of Europe, either on the part of Germany or on the part of France. The incident of 1875 in connection with the plan of a new invasion of France, whether justly or gratuitously attributed to the German general staff, but in any case abandoned before maturity, had been skill- fully exploited as a means of sowing discord between Russia and Germany, had indeed led to a marked coolness between the two chancellors, Gortchakoff and Bismarck, but had not otherwise affected the prevail ing peaceful disposition of all Europe “Tt was the epoch when Germany, first alone, then in alliance with Austria- Hungary, and finally with Italy as well, controlled a superiority of forces sufficient to relegate any idea of revenge on the part of France to the domain of unattainable desiderata, of which—as Gambetta was supposed to have said—one might always think but should never speak “But then this idea of revenge experi- enced a revival with the entry of France into an alliance with Russia, having, in- deed, furnished the principal motive for its conclusion. At the same time the conflict of interests between the two countries as- sumed a more pronounced character. Ger- many considered her chief and vital interest to lie in the maintenance of the integrity of the German Empire, including in its con- fines Alsace and Lorraine, reconquered from France, which, under Louis XIV, had annexed these originally German provinces. France on her part refused to recognize the Treaty of Frankfort as having definitely fixed the frontier between the two countries, and considered the question of revenge and of the reconquest of the lost provinces as a national ideal which the French nation could not renounce without loss of self- respect. There we had a fundamental con- flict whose solution was possible in only one of two ways: Either by the renunciation by one or the other side of its national ideal which, of course, was not to be thought of, neither side showing any inclination in such a direction, nor even toward some possible compromise—or else by the arbitrament of war. “But this conflict—the real, basic cause of the perturbed state of Europe —could have remained a chronic one without threatening a proximate clash of arms as long as, owing to the manifest superiority of the forces of one of the sides, a resort to the risk of war was bound to appear un- necessary to the stronger side and undesir- able to the weaker. It was, therefore, the establishment of an equilibrium of forces that alone could create the potentiality of a war between the two. The only possible logical deduction from these premises would necessarily be that the equilibrium of forces, established by the conclusion of the Franco- Ryssian alliance, far from being a safeguard against the danger of its being broken, was the real and standing menace to the world’s peace. “However, even the believers in the doctrine of the equilibrium of forces could not but realize that an equilibrium based on two hostile alliances, one of which, so to speak, encircles the other on two sides and, therefore, represents a standing menace to the latter, could at best serve as a guar- anty of peace only so long as the encircled party had not made up its mind to seek an issue from such a situation at the cost of a war, if need be even on two fronts. “The adherents of the political system which had created this unquestionably perilous situation saw its justification in the supposed necessity for Russia to oppose the tendency to establish her hegemony in Europe which was attributed to Germany. Whatever may be understood by the suffi ciently indefinite term ‘hegemony’—such a hegemony as that established by the great Napoleon over all Europe except Russia and Great Britain, nowadays practically impossible, could hardly have been meant by that term—the necessity of opposing it could evidently arise for Russia only in case such hegemony threatened any of her vital interests “No definite explanation has ever been forthcoming as to what particular interests of Russia, and in what way, could have been threatened by such a hegemony of Germany, if it had been possible to estab lish it in reality Russia has no real interests to safeguard in Europe beyond the defense of the integrity of her territory, which no one shows the least disposition to attack. Russia has no call to pledge the lives of her sons and to imperil her pros perity for the defense of the interests, or the satisfaction of the grievances of any other Power. “Russia, occupying the greater part of the European continent, may be assimi lated to a continent by itself, standing between Europe and Asia, self-contained and self-sufficient, like the United State Russia’s only cultural mission is confined to Asia. Her paramount interest is peace with all the world, and the only rational policy for her to pursue must be freedom from entangling alliances of any kind and abstention from participation in any of the rivalries and conflicting policies of the Powers of Central and Western Europe “The most superficial observer and the veriest tyro in diplomacy could not have helped noticing the efforts being made by our policy to keep the balance even be tween France, our ally, and Germany, our potential enemy — a policy which could not possibly satisfy either the one or the other and was bound to deprive us of the confi dence of both.” For reasons explained in the preceding chapter I refrained from winding up my memorandum wit h any conclusions beyond pointing to the alarming character of the events which were then taking place in the Balkan Peninsula and to the failure of European diplomacy to have gauged aright the condition of things there and the psychology of the Balkan peoples, besides expressing at the same time some doubt as to the efficacy of the means by which that same diplomacy expected to localize the war and to prevent collisions between the Great Powers in reliance on the miraculous power of the system of alliances, in spite of its containing in itself the germs of such collisions unavoidable in the more or less remote future Having finished in Paris my work on this memorandum some time in October, 1912, I sent it to St. Petersburg and, through the good offices of a kind friend, had a typewritten copy of it prepared and handed to the Prime Minister, Mr. Kokoy tseff, with the request to submit it to the Emperor. In the following month of De- cember I went to St. Petersburg to resume my duties as member of the Council of the Empire, and being anxious to learn the fate of my memorandum I called at once upon the Prime Minister. He told me that he had taken it to Spala, a shooting box in Poland, where the Emperor was in tempo- rary residence at the time, and had handed it to His Majesty, that the Emperor had looked at the rather bulky document and had asked to be told in a few words the substance of its contents, and that he, Mr. Kokovtseff, had explained that the funda mental idea of the author of the memoran dum conegrned the necessity for Russia to come to some agreement with Austria Thereupon the Emperor had expressed his entire concurrence in this idea, but had remarked that the difficulty in the way of reaching such an agreement was that he was unable to find out what it was exactly that Austria wanted The only inference I could draw from what Mr. Kokovtseff had imparted to me of his conversation with the Emperor wa that neither the sovereign himself nor the chief of his government thought it worth while to go any deeper into the matter, which I considered to be one of supreme importance and to which I had hoped to draw their most serious attention. This, of course, was sufficiently discouraging, and would have been more so had I not been used to meet with nothing but supercilious indifference at the hands of the men in power whenever | had attempted to express to any one of them my humble opinion on matters of public policy. The only one of all our statesmen in power who ever had condescended to listen to what I had to say had been the late Prince Lobanoff, when, as Minister of Foreign Affairs, he had ap pointed me to the post of Minister to Serbia, and then perhaps mainly because my ideas on the subject of our Balkan policy entirely coincided with his ewn. Altogether my experience with our vari ous governments, imperial as well as “pro visional”’ after the revolution, and lastly coalition” under Kerensky, has convinced me of the truth of what a distinguished English writer, discussing in his own review the question ‘“‘Could the war have been prevented?” has to say in regard to condi tions in Germany, and what is quite as ipplicable to our own ruling powers of all parties, namely “That infallibility is the besetting sin of men in authority, who, even when sur- rounded by the ruins they created, have no misgivings twinges of remorse for the havoc they have wrought and the limitless suffering their insane ambitions and stupendous incapac ity have inflicted, not merely on their own people and their own generation, but on countless generations that are unborn.” But I feel bound to mention here an ex ception to the rule. It so happened that at some official function | met a member of the cabinet, head of a less conspicuous but in its special sphere most efficient depart- concerning their own role, no ment of the government, who engaged me in a conversation on some trivial subject of social gossip and, abruptly dropping thi subject, asked me what I thought of the political situation in Europe. I told him that I looked upon it as extremely serious, and was just going to explain as briefly as circumstances would permit some of the reasons why I took such a pessimistic view of the situation when dinner was announced and I could only offer to let him see, if it interested him, something which I had written on the subject and had had sub- mitted to the Emperor My offer was eagerly accepted, and the following morning I sent him the manu script of my secret memorandum. The minister returned it to me a couple of days later with a little note in which he expressed his concurrence with my views on all essen tial points, reserving a few matters of detail for further discussion with me That was the only relation 1 ever had with the government in regard to a matter of life or death for our country I have had occasion in previous chap ters of these reminiscences to point out the fundamental defect of the organiza tion of our government as it was before the constitutional reform of 1905 —namely the absence of unity, inasmuch as each sepa rate department of the government was functioning quite independently of all the others under the immediate direction of the sovereign. The constitutional reform of 1905, though it created a simulacrum of a cabinet under the headship of a prime minister, had left things very much in the same condition, hallowed by age-long con ditions of the autocratic-bureaucratic ré gime, the more so as by the new organic laws all foreign, military and naval affairs were specially reserved as the exclusive domain of the sovereign In this last respect, the refore, even by the constitutional reform nothing wa f changed in the old order of things. At the time when a momentous and decisive cri in the life of the nation, pregnant with the direst consequences for its future, was ey dently approaching, tl condition was one which no patriot could conte mplate other wise than with the most nister MISgivings, especially as the most important depart ment of the government was in the hand of a man who, however honorable as a private individual, could hardly in mo ments of self-searching consmentiousne ’ if capable of such, have failed to realize himself that he was not either by capacity or by experience qualified, any more than the sovereign himself, to direct at a critical time the foreign policy of a great empire Thus it was to come about that in the hour of destiny when the fate of the world wa trembling in the balance the ultimate dec sion which was to sound the death knell of (Continued on Page 165)

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(Continued from Page 161) Russia depended on the self-sufficient in- competence of a minister, the vacillating weakness of his master and their unthink- ing impulses. Determined to leave no stone unturned in endeavoring to call the attention of the powers that were to the rocks ahead on the perilous course the ship of state was steer- ing, | had my memorandum printed at the government printing office as a secret docu- ment, in fifty numbered copies, which I distributed confidentially among the mem- bers of the government, past and present, the highest dignitaries of the empire, and some political personages of the council and of the Duma. I did not, of course, succeed in eliciting any expressions of opinion from any mem- ber of the government, save the one men- tioned above, but from almost all the other recipients of my memorandum I received verbal assurances of concurrence in my views. Not one, however, was either will- ing or able to give me any support by trying to press this supremely important matter on the serious attention of the sovereign and the government This apparent indifference to the fate of the country, whose destiny was evidently being made the sport of interests with which the Russian people had no concern, finds its explanation partly in the fatalistie strain in the national character, partly in f that feeling of personal responsibility for the condition of public affairs which, if it is not, should be the characteristic of the mental attitude of citizens of a free cour try, but to whose free developme nt cer of humble submis- siveness to autocratic rule could never have the total absence « turiles given sufficient scope There was, however, another reason why any endeavor aimir g at the avoidance of a potential, expec ted and even more or less hoped for rupture with our western neigh- bors could or ly meet with some discreet sympathy, but not with openly professed support. Here agair feel compelled to ne of the legends industriously spread by the war propaganda, by means of its usual stock in trade j i ” uggestio falsi—namely, controvert ¢ SUpPpressvo veri, ; the entirely groundless legend about the prevalence at the Russiar and in Russian govern- ment circles of German influence. As regards this question of influence I must for all, my own standpoint, from which I have never swerved, and which is: That for a great country to suffer itself to be treated, as Turkey used to be, as a battle ground for rival foreigr a shame and a disgrace, and that therefore, viewed from this purely Russian standpoint, German influence, if it had had any real existence, would have been degrading, even though its obvious object would have coincided with the true interest of Russia, that of keeping out of a war in which she could have no leg timate end to gain by victory and would stand to lose everything in case of defeat. As a matter of fact means by which court define he re, once influences is there existed no \ uch German influence could have made itself felt at the Russian court, where a marked anti-German cur- rent had set in ever nee the beginning of the reign of lexander III His consort, the Empress Marie Feodorovna, as a Dan- sh princess, brought to Russia very pro- nounced anti-German feelings which the Emperor shared and which were, perhaps, aggravated through his hardly concealed antipathy toward the Emperor William II, the characteristics of whose personality were the very opposite of his own. These feelings were inherited by his son and suc- cessor, Nicholas II, whose consort, the late Empress Alexandra Feodorovna, though the daughter of a German prince, was also the daughter of an English princess and who certainly was more English than Ger- man in her feelir gs. The imperial couple, barring some very rare brilliant functions at the Winter Pal- ace during the season, were leading the most retired family life. There really was no court at all in the sense in which this expression is generally used. The few court functionaries who through the duties of their offices were brought into daily contact with the imperial family could hardly be considered to compose a court in that sense. There was not one personage of mark among them, no one who could have exer- cised any influence on the policy of the state. The times were no more when, as in the eighteenth century, at the court of Russia rival diplomacies— Anglo-Prussian THE SATURDAY Austro-French on the were contending against each other for the coveted prize, the legions of the despised muzhik, good enough to be util- ized as cannon fodder on the battlefields of Europe in their struggles for supremacy. on one side and other Nor had the influence which Entente diplomacy was exercising on our policy been acquired by any devious ways of court intrigue. It was simply exploiting for its own purposes the naive self-sufficiency of the human material in charge of our foreign affairs and their failure to realize that the Russia of our days was still being regarded by western nations very much in the same light as the Russia of the eighteenth cen- tury, and that they were being flatteringly treated on a footing of equality as states- men mainly in order to make better use of them as pawns in the game of European politics—a game against the continued participation in which, at the cost of the lives of millions of their sons, the Russian people were some day to revolt in their own inarticulate, anarchic way. Not only had Entente diplomacy no counteract any adverse in- fluence at court or in the government ! tant apprehensiveness lest such might make their appearance merely disclosed their consciousness of the fact that their policy was at bottom op- posed to the true interests of Russia—but contrary all the forces that go to make what is supposed to be public opinion were working in their favor and would have drowned the voice of anyone bold enough to come forward openly and to utter a warning against the grave peril to which the country was being exposed by the pursuit of such a policy, this policy being so popular precisely because of its uncompro- misingly anti-German character. To account for the existence of such a strong anti-German current it will be nec- essary to revert to the stirring times of the first year of the reign of the Czar Liberator, Alexander II, when Russian society, under the spell of that great epoch of reforms, first awoke to national self-consciousness. The newborn nationalism, however, took at first the form of a most violent anti- Polonism, provoked by the Polish insur- rection of 1863 and _ fostered by the ultra-nationalistic press, headed by the Moscow Gazette under the editorship of the famous Katkoff a press organ which in those days wielded an influence com- parable only to that of the London Times, the “‘Thunderer”’ of the days of the Cri- mean War—who knew how to fan into flame the dormant patriotism of the nation when threatened with foreign intervention, atte mpted in the nape of collective diplo- matic representations in favor of Poland, undertaken under French and English lead- ership by all European Powers except Prussia and Austria. The nonparticipation of Prussia in that diplomatic campaign against Russia, het particularly friendly and helpful attitude at the time of the Polish insurrection, her friendly neutrality in the Crimean War, when we had to fight a coalition headed by France and FE ind, and Austria had taken up a threatening position on our flank—all this combined enlisted the sym- pathy of our society on the side of Prussia in her war with Austria and later witl France The growth of the Slavophile movement, which led to the war with Turkey in 1877-78 for the liberation of Bulgaria, followed by the Congress of Berlin, and the bitterness caused by its deceptive results, which were generally attributed to the lukewarmness of Ger- many’s support, were sufficient to dampen the feelings of Russian society toward Germany. Moreover, during the second half of Alexander II’s reign, when reaction had gained the upper hand, he himself being known as a warm and devoted friend of his uncle, the Emperor William I, much of the reactionary tendencies of the time was being attributed by liberal opinion to German influence, just as in Germany, and with as little reason, Russian reactionary influence had been uppo ed to have been paramount before the revolution of 1848 and after its suppression. In this way in both countries in certain circles of the Intelligentzia feelings of ani mosity agalr st each others’ ruling classes began to develop. These feelings were being intensified by the growth of Slavo phile or Pan-Slavistic tendencies in Russia, and by Pan-Germanism on the other side as the fruit of the unification of the German Empire and the victories of German arms. (Continued on Page 168) occasion to their cor influences on the EVENING POST NAME JOU? 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Jersey City, New Jersey FACTORIES HEFFIELD, § TOR ©, CANADA esentatives in all Countries A Real Razor-made Safe | exper tatior of their re (Continued from Page 165) Gradually the idea of the unavoidable character of the feud between Slavdom and Germanism was beginning to gain ground in the popular mind, or rather, correctly speaking, in the minds of the Intelli- gentzia —the real people remaining entirely indifferent to similar ideas, which indeed were quite beyond their mental horizon. | Meanwhile, however, militant nationalism had been adopted by the reaction, evi- dently as a device of popularization of the régime with the masses—another »mon- | stration of the noncomprehension by the ruling classes of the real mentality of the people. At first this extreme nationalism was directed against the Poles as a natural con- sequence of the suppressed: insurrection, and, where efforts of Russifieation were proving unavailing, German penetration, curiously enough, was being favored as offering better guaranties of loyalty to the government. At the same time efforts at tusstfication were inaugurated and with more or less consistency pursued against the German element in the Baltic prov- inces, whose loyalty to the government had never been questioned and had rendered it rather unpopular in liberal circles on this very account. The ground for the growth of anti- Germanism was therefore well prepared, inasmuch as it had been adopted, except in Poland, as a political weapon both by the bureaucracy and by the opposition. And when the rapprochement with republican France took place it was enthusiastically hailed by the Intelligentzia as a manifesta- tion of anti-Germanism no less than as a | promise of things to come, of which it had at last become permissible to dream in the tion in the more or less remote future. Though the initiative had come beyond question from above, it was also hailed as a popular victory, as a rapprochement effected by two peoples above the heads of their rulers. Across the ay tier, to the development of anti-Germ 1 fee lings with us had cor- responded a simi lar tendency of hostility to Russia, mainly confined, as in Russia, to certain circle of the Intelligentzia. In both countries, however, these feelings and their growing intensity were obviously not unwelcome to the military element, alway preoccupied with the idea of possible armed conflicts It would, howeve r, be impossible to exaggerate the fatal importance whi this latent Russo-German antagonism, upon reaching an acute stage, acquired in bring- ing about the actual outbreak of the war and thereby the world catastrophe; nor would it be just to attempt to minimize the monstrously heavy responsibility in this respect resting on the shoulders of the immediately guilty parties on both sides; I say emphatically on both aoe, and not by any means on one side alone, as will be shown later on. The rapprochement with France took place at first by an exchar ye of visits by the respective fleets to Kronstadt and Toulon, and was sealed by an exchange of minis- terial declarations, in August, 1891, formu- lating the following two points: ‘In order to define and consecrate the Entente Cordiale which unites them, and desirous of contributing by a common agreement to the maintenance of the peace which forms the object of their sincerest wishes, the two governments declare that they will concert upon every question of a nature to bring the general peace into es tion. ‘For the case where this peace should be in fact endangered, especially if one of the two parties should be menaced by an aggression, the two parties agree to reach an understanding on the measures which the two governments would have immedi- ately and simultaneously to adopt upon the occurrence of this eventuality.” These declarations were completed by the conclusion in the month of August, 1892, of a military convention signed by) General Obroutcheff, chief of the Russian general staff, and General of Division de Boisdeffre, of the French general staff —the text of which, subsequently slightly amende d in immaterial points, ran as follows: “Tf France is attacked by Germany, or by Italy supported by Germany, Russia will employ all her available forces to fight Germany. If Russia is attacked by Ger- many, or by Austria supported by Germany, France will e mploy all her available forces to fight Germany. 2. “In the event of the forces of the T riple Alliance, or of one of the Powers composing June 5,1920 being mobilized, France and Russia at jie first news of the event and without any preliminary arrangement being necessary shall mobilize immediately and simultane- ously the whole of their forces and move them as near as possible to their frontiers “The available forces to be employe against Germany shall be, on the side of France, 1,200,000 to 1,300,000; on the side of Russia, 700,000 or 800,000 men. Thes« forces shall engage to the full, with all speed, in order that Germany may have t« fight on the east and west at once. 4. “‘The general staffs of the armies of the two countries will confer at all times to prepare and facilitate the execution of the measures contemplated. They will com municate to each other during the time of peace all information relative to the armies of the Triple Ailiance which is or will be a to them. Ways and means of cor esponding in times of war will be studied ~— arra! iged in advance. 5. “France and Russia will not conclude peace se parately. 6. “The present convention shall have the s ame duration as the Triple Alliance. 7. “All the clauses enume ri ate “d above shall be ke pt rigorously secret. This military convention was approved and declared to be adopte od by an exch: inge of notes between Mr. de Gie rs, Minister of Foreign Affairs of Russia, and Mr. de Montebello, Ambassador of France, in December, 1893. Further, on July 28—August 9—1899, an exchange of notes between Count Mouravieff, Minister of Foreign Affairs of Russia, and Mr. Delcassé, Minister of — ‘ ‘ign Affairs of the French Republic, took place, establishing the following: ‘The Imperi al Government of Russia and the Government of the French Repub- lic, always solicitous for the maintenance of the general peace and of equilibrium among European forces, “Confirm the diplomatic arrangement formul ate 1 in the letter of August 921, 1891, of Mr. de Giers, that of August 15 27, 1891, to Baron Mohrenheim, and the letter in reply of Mr. Ribot, likewise bear- ing t the date of August 15/27, 1891 ‘The y have decided that the proje ct of military convention, which is the comple ment thereof and which is mentioned in the letter of Mr. de Giers of December 15 27, 1893, and that of Count Mouravieff of December 23 — January 4—1894, will remain in force as long as the diplomatic agreement concluded for safeguarding the common and permanent inters ste 7 erties 0 me ‘The most absolute secrecy as to the tenor and even as to the existence of the said arrangements must be scrupulously observed on both sides.”’ Jeyond these secret papers published by the World’s Peace Foundation, including two conventions concluded between the Russian and French naval departments concerning exchanges of information, I have not been able to discover any secret document embodying a formal treaty of alliance between Russia and France l note, however, that Earl Loreburn, in his admirable book How the War Came, on Page 64, writes: “Whatever the motive, in 1896 Russia contracted a Treaty of Alliance with France"; and then on Page 65 he states that, “‘this Franco-Russian Treaty of 1896 is one of the most important in all history.” Maybe the author here meant to refer to the fact that it was, as far as I can remem- ber, in the summer of 1896 that the Em- peror Nicholas, on a visit to the French flagship at Kronstadt, pronounced for the first time the word “‘alliance” in an official toast to the French Republic, which may have been, so to speak, an official acknowl- edgment of an alliance already existing or supposed to exist on the basis of the above quot ed doc uments. However that may be, in commenting on the significance of this treaty of alliance, Earl Loreburn makes a series of exceedingly pertinent remarks, the truth of which may not be questioned. First, he writes on the same page, 65, of his book: ‘‘Thenceforth the feud between German and Slav was linked up with the feud between German and French.” Thi circumstance was indeed the real crux of the whole situation and rendered the out- break of an armed conflict between the three races, of whom two were definitely aligned against the third, merely a ques- tion of time and opportunity, unless pre- vented by a wise statesmanship, of which, however, the tradition seems to be lost in (Concluded on Page 170)

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To walk alone on the edge of a precipice is dangerous. To be fastened to a comrade who may stumble is still more dangerous.” Earl Loreburn further writes, on Page 69: “From the Franco-Russian Treaty must be dated the rapid increase of arma- ments. . . . When Germany increased her expenditures on armaments Russia and France did the same, Italy and Austria did the same. A demand for weapons came from the Balkans. Turkey followed suit in a perfunctory way. Great Britain enor- mously increased her estimates. And if there were showed at any time a disposi- tion in any quarter to diminish this ruinous outlay, there were always the great arma- ment firms with their privately owned news- papers and their unlimited command of money to insist that not concurrent diminu- tion but still further increase was necessary for the preservation of every country in turn. “Armaments depend on policy. Is it not also sometimes true that policy depends upon armaments?” In discussing in my above-mentioned memorandum the state of opinion in France regarding the Franco-Russian alliance I had stated that, so far as could see, opinion was not so unanimous in its favor as was generally supposed, and in support of this contention I had quoted an article which had appeared in the Echo de Paris, one of the leading Parisian newspapers, over the signature of a very distinguished member of the Chamber of Deputies. The basic idea of this article was the following: The Franco-Russian Treaty, in principle and in intention, is directed against Ger- many; but Russia has not the same reasons as France for hostility to Germany; she is, moreover, united to Germany by traditions of friendship dating back more than a century, and by family ties of the reigning dynasties. The relation of Russia to the treaty, therefore, could not partake of the same character of intensity as that of France. Having quoted this opinion of the author of the article in question, I recorded my impression that his evident consciousness of the one-sided and hollow unreality of the alliance was shared by many earnest and thinking patriots in France, and that this consciousness was not absent even in the first days of the enthusiasm provoked by the festivities at Kronstadt and at Toulon where the word “peace’’ was on all lips, but in all hearts was aflame the patriotic hope of the possibility of revenge. The | author of the article, however, tries to persuade himself that Russia, after all, is bound to entertain feelings of racial antago- nism toward Germany, and that her closer approach to Germany would be impossible, because such a treason to Slavism would provoke in all the Slavic world a shout of indignation from the Adriatic to the Gulf of Finland As a counterfoil to this op ni quote another, sometime in the mn I would ummer of June 5,1920 1913 expressed to me by a very distin- guished Frenchman, a retired diplomat and patriot but a believer in peace, in the fol- lowing words: “I have never been able to comprehend why it was that Russia’s statesmen had not been able to come to a friendly understanding with Germany, the desirability of which was so plainly indi- cated by the situation.”” To this I could only reply that it may have been for the reason that Russia found herself in the same quandary as Ireland, where, it is said, there are no snakes. I have often been asking myself how it could have come about that the Emperor Alexander III, who had had the wisdom to cut loose from the alliance of the three emperors, who had viewed with hardly concealed satisfaction the refusal of Ger- many to renew Bismarck’s famous treaty of reassurance, and who had as adviser as prudent a statesman as Mr. de Giers, could have consented to enter into another en- tangling, and for the matter of that, far more dangerously entangling alliance. The text of the secret dispatch of Mr. de Giers addressed to our Ambassador at Paris on August 9/21, 1891, formulating the two points of an Entente Cordiale with France, to which I have referred above, may perhaps solve this enigma. This is its opening sentence: ‘‘The situation created in Europe by the open renewal of the Triple Alliance and the more or less prob- able adhesion by Great Britain to the objects which that alliance pursues, caused during the recent stay here of M. Labou- lage, between the former Ambassador of France and myself, an exchange of ideas tending to define the attitude which i present junctures and in the presence of certain eventualities might seem best to our respective governments, which, hence- forth in complete league, are none the less sincerely desirous of surrounding the main- tenance of peace with the most efficaciou guaranties.” The apprehension of Great Britain’s pos sible adhesion to the Triple Alliance and the objects it pursued would seem rather astonishing in the light of recent events But one should not forget that in those days England was the bugbear of conti ital diplomacy and was considered our irchenemy. I mention this merely as a “curiosum” which I discovered in examin ing these recently published secret docu- ments. I wonder whether the Emperor Alexander in his conscious strength realized that by entering into this entente or alli- ance, albeit se nd in tying his hands he was serious]; akening the splendid position his isolation had given him as the arbiter of the peace of the world, and was leaving to his son and successor the heritage of a policy which his weaker hands might not be able to direct. If any of my readers should wish to go dee per into the question of the origin of the World War I could only recommend to him the perusal of Earl Loreburn’s remarkable book How the War Came. It is the mas- terly summing up of a great judge whose lofty sense of impartiality and right is deal- ing even justice to all parties concerned. It will destroy many illusions created and fos- tered by the war propaganda on both sides. ret, a -This is the twentieth of a series Rosen. The next will appear Editor’s Note of articles by Ba in an early issue

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| THE SATURDAY THE DIPLOMATIC CORPS (Continued from Page 9 unmarried men. Once in a moment of ab- straction the marquis happened to spill the salt, and Schuyler noticed with a smile how the old boy slyly sprinkled a little over his shoulder to keep the curse away. Possibly because his mind was free from pressing problems and the approaching volleys of firing squads, Schuyler chatted away cheer- fully enough to Lady Diane and watched her with an admiration which seemed to make her quieter than ever. ‘You met my daughter in France, I believe?”’ said the marquis when dinner Was over. “Yes, sir. She had charge of a hospital near the town where we were quartered.” ““And- er—I understood you to say a few minutes ago that you had now joined the diplomatic service of your country?” “Yes, sir— attached to the ambassador's staff in London, and enjoying a fortnight’s leave.” He gave Diane a smile as though y: “It took some doing, but-I did it and I did it all for vou.” But as for Lady Diane, she made no gn, but sat there New Year's moonlight beautiful, quiet and to say ipon a restful sea our mind?” Schuyler nar aged to V Almost i ‘I think I'll » nodded turns on tne terrace,’ she said after a few moment thought. Schuyler rose Together they ap- proached the French windows, wl ch stood open like portals of fate; and together they stepped out over the threshold and into the rose-scented night MHEY without peaking, terrace Schuyler POSSIDLY went the length of the the prelude of that immortal music which makes the hearing tongue feel awkward and } At last they came toa marble balustrade and stood for near turns the bo a minute looking at the flowers below and the distant stars above It was there at last that Schuyler spoke ‘I’m some- awlul orry, dear, that thing’s troubling you,”” he said. She turned to him, her face troubled, almost tremulous in the moonlight. ‘Please don’t “Dor *t what “Please do “Look here,” he , Bob,” she said. in sudden alarm you aren't going to turn me down for that Toddy What’s little artillery captai His-Name— are you? “No,” she said. “I’m not going to turr you down for Toddy; and I’m not going to turn Toddy down for you I'm not going to mar! anybody ever and ind repopulate these islands —and be laughed f at all my lile Her tear which for the last few minute had been near the surface, now oper howed themselves; but even in her grief she stepped away trom the you n by her side, and wouldn't allow t to be omforted “What puzzles me is this busine rf } ta j being laugned at all your life he said “Who's going to laugh at you?” “Everybody!” “Why?” secause ol that paper.” He hadn't een it, so she went and read it by the fetched it, and he j h g which treamed through one of the window ‘I don’t see why this should bother uu,” he protested when he had finished it “Oh, ye you do! If you didn’t I wouldn't ou.” ‘ ‘It is pretty rocky,” he admitted, read xz again “And that isn’t the worst nearly sixty, it his age to one of the awful : n Lo idon! The Honorable Mrs. Ansle y ou’ll hear about her soon enough!” of it. He’ and he’s going to marry again It was probably instinct which told Schuyler that for the time being Lady Diane was utterly disenchanted with love of circumstance word implies from the ballads and all the gentle wealtt which the that are hummed in the moonlight to those deep silences in which the stars are some- times heard to music of the spheres. “TI know the “We've got to engagement join the feel,”’ he said. father’s way break off your you that’s all!” “Oh, if you only knew dad!” she sighed with an air of utter helplessness. “‘ When he sets his mind on a thing I really believe that he’s the most obstinate man _ in England.” With a heavy feeling at her heart she suddenly remembered that this obstinate man had also set his mind upon her own prompt marriage, and as though to con- firm her judgment in the marquis’ char- acter the majestic form of Wotley was seen approaching. “His Lordship’s said he, “and Si just arrived,” compliments, My Lady,” Todman Mallaby has vi | gees the others had gone upstairs that night Schuyler and Sir Todman sat in the library reviewing past campaigns, while Wotley brought a small wheeled n with a deckload on it, attended tothe ows, drew the blinds and— between whiles—effaced himself with a skill that had something uncanny about it. “That’s a rum go—your entering the American diplomatic service,” said Sir Tod man. ‘‘My regiment’s gone to India, but I’m on leave, like you, you know; and just the other day I put in an application to the Foreign Office here. Thought I'd try diplomacy myself. Sick of the army, you know— Basutoland to-day and Afghan istan to-morrow. By Jove, I’ve knocked round enough! Time to get married now and settle down.” He was rather short and alert, with a expression that promised to re semble Punch’s as the years rolled on. And he had such a way of putting himself into whatever he was saying that, whereas a blind man might have thought that he was | only speaking, a deaf man could have fol lowed the conversation sufficiently well by vatching the changes in Sir Todman's facial pantomime. He and Schuyler had met a number of times in Fra hospital of which Lady Diane had charge and though they knew very well that they were rivals, they liked each other in a watchful way, and more than once they had wetted their whistles to that good old porting toast, ‘‘ May the best man win!” “Did you see the marquis’ letter in the paper?’ asked Schuyler. Sir Todman made a nodded his head. ‘Every silly ass I met to-day was hee ing about it KI mol ile ce at the wry grimace and | owing my interest up here, you know,” said he how Diane “Perhaps you can imagine ‘And on top of that the old himself engaged—to a Mr Ansle ] be lieve her name is.” ‘Not the Honorable Mr pleaded Toddy, hat’s the lad) “Know her? Do you know her groaned Toddy ‘Perhaps feels about that too ‘A pickle! A pickle! uch a precious pickle!” Schuyler how you can imagine how Diane I never heard of had beer all at once he Up to the point mply mournful, but rew earnest. You're right, it’s a pickle!”’ said he “And somehow or other we've got to get Diane out of it. I'll tell you frankly that neither of us has the ghost of a chance wit! these things hanging over.” Naturally not! The dear girl must be horribly mortified. Who wouldn't be?” In fact I told her to-night that 1 would do my best to break off the engagement but it has only just struck me that thi a thing which must be tackled from bot} From the impression which I have An ley, for instance | would be sufficient mer to withdraw,”’ She’d have k ends. received from Mrs, hardly think it to get the marqui “Not likely! him up for breach as quick as a wink! “So t is what I’m going to propose aid Schuyler—‘‘that you and I shall forces to save Diane from a perfectly u necessary mother-in-law; one of us to worl on the marquis here and the other to tackle Mrs. Ansley.” For the next few moments Toddy looked like a diver who was fighting for air. “Fat chance!” he managed to say at last “Damn it all, Toddy,”’ Schuyler broke out, ‘‘we've got to take that chance! 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EVENING POST exercise our diplomacy, the old-world meth- ods against the new. I'll put it to you in the form of a challenge if you like. You tackle one end of the problem and I'll tackle the other.” “But, my dear boy, if you only knew the marquis as well as I do! And such a deli- cate subject too!” “That’s what diplomacy’s for, isn’t it to handle delicate subjects?” asked Schuyler. Sir Todman gazed at his rival with a quizzical look, After all, diplomacy was the old-world game, and if this young American wished to rush in where angels might well fear to tread “You're still game then to give it a try? asked. “‘Game is my middle name,” S gravely her iy him, “Each of us to pursue his own methods hi is own way? ‘That’s it exactly!” They shook hands, while from the shad- ows of the next room Wotley watched them with mingled hope and despair. ‘Just one thing more,” said Schuyler. ‘We must decide which of us is to stay here and tackle His Lordship, and which of us goes to London to see what he can do with Mrs. Ansley.” “‘Let’s toss a penny,” heaven help the poor blighter who has to tackle the marquis!”’ thought he, The penny spun in the air. ‘Heads!” cried Schuyler. With a deft movement of the wrist Sir Todman introduced his monocle to his eye, but the moment he had glanced at the penny he let the lens fall by the simple expedient of raising his brow and leaving the eyeglass friendless ‘Heads it is,”’ sighed he. “‘ You win!” “Then I'll stay here and tackle t quis,” said Schuyler With a large effort Sir Todman concealed his satisfaction. ** My dear, dear aunt! And he calls him- self a diplomat!” thought he. he huyler iW said Toddy, “and e mafr- vir CHUYL ER didn’t sleep very well that G rR night. delicate subject !”’ he mused. ‘“‘Toddy’s right! I guess it’s the darnedest, delicatest subject that was ever introduced to society. Here’s an old gent le- man who has a reputation for being mul- ish—old enough to be my father—and a marquis to boot. I’ve only known him a few hours— he’s the father of the girl I want to marry—and now I’ got to go up to this old boy and get him to break to a woman whom I've ve his en- gagement never seen! “Now what do you think of that, What do you think of that for a delicate subject eh, boy $y But though he groaned and tossed round his bed as though an invisible wrestler had hold of him and was trying to pin both even Sel uy? in his shoulders down among the feathers, Schuyler had a vague feeling that every now and then he almost obtained a strangle hold upon his problem—only to have it slip away again as strong as ever. “I'll get you yet, kid!"’ he muttered. But when he woke in the morning he found the problem still perched upon the head of the bed, sized like the ostrich and plumaged like the crow. In fact he had almost reached the stage where a man starts knocking on his forehead with his knuc preliminary perhaps to the more dreadful operation of knocking the afore- said forehead against the nearest wall when a rap sounded on the door and t! cheerful jingle of china and silver was heard from the hall outside. “Come in!” cried Schuyler. It was Wotley, as majestic, as irreproach- able as ever, ‘Begging your pardon, sir,”’ said but I took the liberty of thinking that you would like your breakfast in your room, I might not have thought of it,’’ he hastily added, as though _ guessed the young man’s thought, ‘‘« ’ | saw the maid tak- ing up Lady Diane's.” ‘Allright; bring it in,” said Schuyler. Newker, who had been waiting in the hall, now appeared, slightly staggering under the weight of a small table and break- fast service. He placed it near the window and disappeared with the subtle air of a player.in a comedy who having no speaking part of his own knows very well what the others are about tosay. Wotley y poured the coffee. “Sugar, Two.” ‘Thank you, kles he, ynhy sir? ” sir.

June 5,1920 He dropped them in as carefully as though the operation were the crowning act of empire. “Sir Todman—I understand, sir—leaves upon the noon train,’’ said he. At first Schuyler thought that this was servants’ gossip, but happening to look at Wotley he caught a vague sense of some thing deeper than talk behind the butler’s remark, and again it might almost be said that the latter seemed to guess the young man’s thoughts. “Begging your pardon, sir,” said he, “but I happened to hear your conversatior in the library with Sir Todman last night, and I wondered whether I could possibly be of some assistance to you.” ‘‘ Assistance to me?” “Yes, sir—in bre aking off the marquis’ engagement.” “Sounds kind but queer,”’ said Schuyler, considering. ‘“‘And I don’t like to think that you were listening. You’ve been here a long time probably?” ** All my life, sir.”’ “And now you would help me, whom you never saw till yesterday, against the marquis, whom you have served all your life? ““Yes, sir; in this one case only and under the special circumstances as they exist, I would try to render you all the assistance possible.”’ “Why?” Wotley told him first about the marquis’ ultimatum of the day before. “That's one reason, sir,” he concluded. **Oh-ho,”’ said Schuyler, stz aring in round- eyed appreciation; * ‘this grows riche or ever; minute! You say that’s one reason?” “Yes, sir. And Lady Diane—she’s an- other. I was here at the Towers long before was born. And Mrs. Ansley another; to think that she should ever come here to take the place of the late marchioress, of the finest ladies that ever lived, sir, and fit to be the queen of any realm.” He lightly touched the forehead. “Tf you'd like another reason I'll tell you how I got these marks,” said he. “It was before the marchioness was married, on day when the hunt met here. Her horse ran away and I happened to stop it, though not until it had got me under its feet. I was unconscious for nearly a week; and thoug she was a highborn lady and I was nothing but an overgrown page at the time, the first thing I remember was her cool fingers on my forehead and her sweet voice, sir, trying to pull me back to consciousness.”’ With a flash of understanding Schuyler knew that he had struck a deeper note than any he had expected. ‘All right, Wotley,” he said, reaching for the salt. “‘From this time forward you and I are old comrades in arms. How does that suit you?” “Begging your pardon, said Wot- "_ think you'll find the herrings sutffi- ciently salt.’ Salt! The word stirred a memory in Schuyler’s mind. Then suddenly he saw before him a — of the marquis at the dinner table the night before accidentally spilling the salt nal slyly sprinkling a little over his shoul: ler to keep the curse away. ‘Wotley ” he exclaimed. she she’s one scars upon hi sir, ‘ ] iey, “Yes sir “Is the marquis “7 rstitious?”’ “Yes, sir. I think it runs in the family ever since the days of the Tall Ghost.” ‘The days of the what?”’ ‘The Tall Ghost, sir.” Schuyler pushed his breakfast away and a cigarette instead. “You may fire when you are ready, Wotley,” he said. “I think we’re on thi track at last.” lit viii HAT noon at Manville Towers the piéce de résistance for luncheon was a certain savory dish which contributed largely t the fame, if not to the fortune, of Mr Charles Lamb—to wit, roast pig. It was a beautiful little porker, about as large as a nice-sized goose; and as it lay upon it platter on the warming shelf, crisp and crackling as to skin, tender and toothsome as to flesh, exuding an aroma of sweet herbs and scented gravy, the servants round the kitchen went about their tasks with yearn- ing eyes and hopeful “Little Marys” and mouths that were inclined to drool a little at the corners unless they were kept under constant supervision and control. Upon this scene came Wotley to make sure that all was ready—Wotley, who in Continued on Page 177)

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(Continued from Page 174) reality was preparing a feast to which the Fates might well have been invited. He came as impressive as ever to the eye, but nervous enough within; and as he looked at the pig upon the platter it was the new cook’s misfortune to smile at him—as here and there perhaps a woman might be found to smile at a man who, she knows, will lose both pension and legac y unless he is mar- ried within the next few months. It may have been the butler’s nervous- ness or it may have been his determination as previously expressed to Newker that he proposed to keep all upstarts in their places; or it may indeed have been that in her smile Wotley instinctively recognized that arch influence against the dignity and happiness of mankind which first appeared in the Garden of Eden while Adam was in the midst of a deep sleep. Whatever the cause, Wotley looked at the porker, and he looked at the cook, and there was some- thing in his look which made the kitchen go quiet as a hush will sometimes fall upon the world just before a great phere. ““What do you call this?” he asked. “Why, that’s roast pig, to be sure, Mr. Wotley,” said the cook, nervously trying to continue her smile but finding it hard work. “Roast pig? A strange-looking hobject for roast pig! Where's his ears?”’ “Why, Mr. Wotley! ‘Is ears are on ’is *ead, sir!”’ ‘His ears are on his head! Mutely Wotley called high heaven to witness. “You mean to tell me, Larkins, that you have lived all these years and no one has ever told you that in a gentleman’s house roast pig’s ears should be cut off and placed one on each side of the dish as a garnishment? His ears —— his head!”’ He made a terrible gesture, like King Lear exclaiming “‘My God! That I should have lived to see this day!” and after grandly performing the necessary operation himself he grandly went upstairs to announce that luncheon was ready. At Manville Towers luncheon differed from dinner only in the general absence of soup and fish and in the mode of serving. With the exception of the item above men- tioned the table wa already laid; with potatoes, peas, cold lamb, sliced tongue, pigeon pie, lemon cake, apple tart and sundries; with the cruet stand inexorably placed in the center and the silver sugar dredge by Wotley gave one final glance and took his station by the dining- room door, like a dignified old field marshal about to review his troops. The marquis was the first to pass him; then a superannuated aunt who had been n tamed by his lordship before he was fair out of short trousers; then Lady Diane; and finally Schuyler, with whom the butl r exchanged a significant look. Wotley ener up the rear and es Newker range the chair This he carried the roast pig to the table, hererant x An cover ind handed the latter to Newker. Where upon Newker took up the burden of wait ing, while Wotle went to his position behind the marquis’ chair, there to stay till all were served, when he and Newker would retire “Ah, roast pig! Very good!” said the marquis, and pleasurably unfolded his napkin. Newker moved the cruet stand to make more room for the platter, and by doing so he bared the center of the tal , cl ith and disclosed a large , deep crease In e form of a diamond. The marquis’ eyes were on it in a moment “Look here! Look here! his Volce its side * he exclaimed, dropping to an earnest ‘Di amond in the Surest possible sign of ' almost to a solemn—note center of the clot! ! a death in the famil He carved the roast pig, evidently busy with his thoughts, and when he finally tarted on his own plateful another dis concerting thing happened. He was help- ng himself to salt when the whole top of his shaker came off and the salt flew out, over hi s pli ite, Ove r the cloth, over his knees ag the floor. e Marquis of Manville didn’t eat much ae and wher at last he retired to his tudy he had the look of a thoughtful old Roman who would in consult the oracle and have the future told to him by mice or magic, Vulcan’s ing birds. fl: uh or - the flight of hom- =x HAT afternoon Lady Diane took Schuy- ler out among the roses. “I’m going to " she said, ‘‘and I need e vine to hold th string.” tie up someon “Tf it would only make you smile,”’ he told her, “I would hold a bale of barbed wire.” She did smile at that, and in her eyes Schuyler thought he saw those depths of tenderness for which he had vainly looked the day before. a shad a talk with Toddy before he went,’’ she said, ‘‘and somehow I feel more hopeful. But tell me—how do you think you are going to manage dad? Was it you THE SATURDAY who arranged the shaker so that the top | came off?” “Ah, that’s it!’’ said he. ““What is?” “That is!’’ She gave him a look then that wasn’t quite so tender. “Seriously speaking,” ‘would you really like to help me ‘It depends,’ she mumbled, very busy indeed tying up a vine, a piece of string in her mouth. “T don’t want much—only to know if you can tell me the history of the Tall Ghost of Manville Towers.” She cast him another sort of look then which woman has cast at man since time immemorial. There is no other glance in the world quite like it. You can always tell when you get it, and you can always make up your mind that it hasn't left much unguessed. It seems that the Tall Ghost had only appeare 1 three times. “The first nator of Manville who saw ~ at " said Diane ll busy with her rose sa mah ot fed sen At least that’s oka they say, you know. They say he was going up to London the next morning and the ghost was sent to warn him. And still according to the story, the marquls went to London, lost more than a hundred thousand pounds and was never seen again.” ‘Do you know, I can believe all that but the gl “i Diane started on another vine. ‘The next time the Tall Ghost appeared, they say, was nearly a hundred years later The marquis was going to join a party of friends on their sailing yacht. The day before he was to sail the ghost came to warn him, and he didn’t go. And on that very voyage the yacht was lost and not a soul was saved.” “Do you believe it—about the ghost coming to warn him, I mean?’ “Te an only tell you the stories that — been told to me,”’ she answered, half s ing, half serious, and evide ntiy Just a jittle bit proud of the family apparition. ‘“‘The last time the Tall Ghost appeared was to warn my great-grandfather. He was about to marry a very poor but a very beautiful girl who was much younger than himself he quickly added, one of those looks and he paid no attention to the gho it came and walked beneath his window the night before the wedding. Two yea later the marchioness ran off with ar 1 lover—took the jews and everything else that she could lay her hands on—and the poor marquis hardly lived it he loved her so. heart, they say.” “*One thing sure,”’ said Schuyler thought fully, “‘I can begin to see how a fan ghost might be a handy roun d the house.” " said Diane, tying her last vine ‘That's done! I’m going down to the | lage now in the little car to mail some letters.”” That was all she said aloud, but her eyes mutely added, ““Want to come?” “You bet I do!” said he. Many lle Towers i tuated on a large flat-topped h l, the slope of which are covered with wood the v llage sa rather ny road the cond ton wi ch racing experts ¢ cla fy as “‘track fast.” thing to have and leading down to steep, Wink renerally ‘Of course if we meet anything just round one of these irves,”’ said Diane a they flew down the hill it willy e it terribly exciting. But I'd rather go fast and take enhance, woul int yi u. i ‘That's the old marquis who was a gam bler,” thought Schuyler, and holding best he could he looked at the bright color Zona which had mantled to her cheeks, the wide open parkle of her eye, the ofter ny tendrils of hair which blew and _ rippl round her neck and temple Some g Some queen!”” thought he After she had mailed her letters the went on past the village mile after mile until at last they came to the sea. 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Fer. evempthid 1g that revon Ves EVENING POST ‘That’s the old marquis who loved the sea,’’ thought Schuyler, letting his fancy run again And just then Diane half turned and smiled at him with that tenderness which had been growing upon her since first they out to tie the roses. ‘And that’s the old marquis who mar- ried for love,”’ thought Schuyler. — thinking it over later that was the » liked the best of all. started one x |i WAS Wotiey who mentioned the black cat, but it was certainly Schuyler who the most of it “Begging your pardon, sir,”’ said Wotley, ‘‘but down in Hernest has a large black kit- full grown and as tame as ever made the kitcher ten, ne irly I saw one.’ He coughed behind his hand and looked old conspirator about to y clever thing. ‘‘How would sangeet it under His Lord- * he whis pe red, “and counted on night?”’ was ding at dow, watching the marquis, vidently out for a welk ‘Off to mail his daily letter to the Hon- Mrs Ansley,” whispered Wotley looking over Schuyler’s shoulder nd he t like black cats?”’ “He is extra superstitious about them, i I have known him to start for London on bu of considerable importance and come back in less than ten minutes’ time because the carriage had happened to meet the said S« a majestic r{ ta very be if we ip’ bed,’ owlit y in the the library who was Schuyler star orable agal - 1 doesn’ iness road.’ huyler, both hands the butler’s shoul- ders, ‘your speech is more precious than gold—yea, than much fine gold. If you can find me a few strong plants of catnip that can be transplanted with a little care omething tells me that the Marquis of Manville is going to meet a black cat to- when he fareth forth to mail his a black eat ir ‘Wotley,” placed upor earnestly morrow laily billet-doux Whatever it was that told Schuyler, it eemed to have inside information. The ext day when the marquis started swing- ing off for the post office he got as far as the yath that led through the woods, and there he stopped. Just ahead of him a black cat was rolling in the middle of the walk. It black cat, with large green items that were disconcerting enough in themselves. But the thing that made the marquis’ waistcoat flutter more than anything else was the animal's total unconcern at his presence. “*Like a warning!"’ he muttered, and his thoughts returning to the diamond in the cloth and the salt that he had spilled, he made a detour round the rolling cat and slowly continued his walk to the village. That was on a Wednesday. On Thurs- day the cat was in his path again, more than half a mile from where he had seen it the day before; and on Friday he came across it for the third time, almost at the edge of the village. Upon this last appearance the cat faced him and made incoherent motions with its front feet. The marquis hurriedly returned to the Towers, and in the evening when Wotley went to the study to make sure that all was right he saw the ash of a bulky letter in an otherwise empty grate. Was a very eye two xI MMWAT night it was the marquis’ turn not to sleep very well. No matter how free from superstition a man may be, when he is waylaid three days in succession by a black cat it is enough to start him thinking of the supernatural; and you must remember that the marquis wasn’t exactly free from superstition to begin with. ‘Funny! Funny!” he kept thinking. “Black! Black! Not a white hair on him—not a whisker! Oh, there’s some- thing hanging over—can'’t be otherwise with so many warnings! I—I wonder if it’s because of my getting married again? I surely had a letter for Dorothea in my pocket every time I saw the cat!” With a feeling that wasn’t far from fear his thoughts turned to the diamond in the cloth, the surest sign of a coming demise that was ever vouchsafed to those who be- lieve ir signs and portents. ““I—I wonder,” he uneasily added, ‘“‘if it’s going to be too much for me—too much—too much—too much for me?” For a long troubled minute his thoughts turned to England’s most pressing prob- lem, and the fate which he had suggested for all unmarried men. June 5,1920 ‘* Perhaps if I had put an age limit on the business I would have shown more discre- tion. After all I’m not very far from sixty not very far from sixty.” From the village he heard the clock strike twelve, and the last reverberation of the bell had hardly died away when a low un- easy moan rose from underneath his window. “What —what—what?” marquis to himself. ‘‘Some lying there hurt?” And going to the window he looked down upon a sight which immediately drove all other thoughts from his mind Vaguely silhouetted against the darkness of the night was a tall white figure giving off a phosphorescent glow. As the marquis looked, his prominent eyes more prominent than ever, this figure slowly approached the house, still moaning. Slowly then it stopped, and in the middle of the open lawn it slowly disappeared from view. ‘The Tall Ghost!” gasped the marquis. “Seven feet high if it’s an inch! Unless unless it’s some devilish hoax; and I’ve always promised myself to make sure of that —if the ghost ever bothered me.” He was still staring at the empty lawn when the figure mysteriously the devil muttered poor appeared again at the place where he had first seen it, and made its second mournful advance toward the house. If you had been walking by its side you might have noticed that, though the front of its robe and the front of its false head had been treated with lumi- nous paint, the back of the apparition was of a grass-green color, so that when it turned its back to the house it simply melted into the darkness and disappeared from view. Nor is that all that you would have ob- served if you had been walking by the side of this ghostly visitor, invisible yourself, but seeing and hearing all things. If you had been looking up at the marquis’ win- dows, for instance, you would have seen one of the casements gently pushed up from the bottom and the business end of a double- barreled shotgun silently emerging through the opening. The next moment a burst of flame shot out of the gun, quickly followed by another, and the accompanying roar was such that a pair of cannon might well have envied it. ‘*Missed me—the old son of a gun!” muttered the ghost with a sigh of utter thankfulness. “I'll give him something now that will hold him for a while!” Whereupon, working quickly before the gun could be loaded again, the ghost dread- fully removed its head from its body, lifted it high in the air, and then after even more dreadfully tucking its head under its arm it speedily dissolved from view. A minute later, when Wotley let Schuy- ler in at the front door, his robe and para- phernalia wrapped in a bundle, they heard light footsteps pattering along the hall above. ‘That’s Lady Lordship’s room, must have heard the shots. Unobserved, they stole to Schuyler’s room and hid the ghostly properties in the wardrobe. “Lucky for me that the marquis isn’t a good shot,” said Schuyler, who was still panting a little. “Oh, one of the best in England, sir!’ “Yes? When he missed me twice at twenty yards?” Wotley pas behind his hand. ‘I'll tell you how that happened, sir. He keeps his sad shotgun in his bed- room, always with a couple of shells in it. So this afternoon while he was downstairs I extracted the shot from the two shells and filled them with wads of tissue paper.” Schuyler looked at the majestic figure that was gravely telling him this. Votley,”’ he said at last. “Te, at ““T wish you'd tell me something.” “Yes, sir. If I can, sir.” “How is it that you are the butler of Manville Towers instead of being the Prime Minister of England?” Wotley bowed, and on his forehead the row of turned slightly white, as though were the prints of invisible fingers. “IT understand, sir,”’ said he, “‘that in America a young man of the ’umblest birth has exactly the same chance for education and one incement as though he belonged to the hi ig! lest families.”’ ‘hat’s right! He has!” Concluded on Page 181 going to "Is She Diane, sir, ” whispered Wotley. ‘ scars they

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Concluded from Page 178 “Every morning and every the young men of America should thank God for their opportunities.” For a moment a gleam of grandeur swept flash and he was He looked round ure that all was in order, and his eyes fell upon Schuyler’s shoes ‘*A little p from the grass, sir,”’ said he. “If you'd like to take them off now I'll ] will ever | know, and have them night, sir, over him; just that one the perfect butler agair the room to make bit dan clean them myself, so no one up to your door again a rectly.” xIr NCHUYLER was down early the next »S morning. It may have been for the ime reason that the evildoer is said to be drawn to the ene of his crime or it may have been for the more practical reason of making sure that in the excitement of the moment he had left no evidence behind him on the h the marquis’ window. lawn beneat But wh t wa he was dow! 1 found Wotley and New itever early - } e lower ind ker in t ill opening the doors and windows Good morning, sir,”’ said Wotley, his “Vou countenance as impassive as ever, are nearly the first one dowr which where an Schuyler’s shoes, s, and He gl inced at lik e two black sul hone might have smiled in a know- rdinary mar ng manner the butler of Manville Towers merely ¢ vughed behind hi hand ‘Lady Diane has just gone out sir,”’ said

he, “‘to get som wers for the dining room, I be lieve Schuyler four d d her among the roses, ar aught such a smile from the depths of her eyes that every lark in the world sudder { ted to y I’m getting these for dad roon she iid “rn t feeling ver vell this rning.’ . I’m so! ’ said Schuyler ‘Oh, it’ gr sé 1 she assured n, ‘but I hardly think that he'll be down to-day.” He helped her cut the next rose + Sn to say, he held it w e she snipped the tem, and ther e gently laid it wi the thers in the curve of her arm. Naturally this brought them close together, and f ' id been there as she | ked at | i vould never have thought of comparing er to January moonl ** Did you hear anything last nig! hispered “T thought “You tl y 1 did! And what did 1 think it sounded like?” ** Sounded ke shooting, didn’t it? Instead of answering ! questior ne told him something ‘As soon as I've i bre fast he told him, “I’m going to run the little car aow t he llage ‘Can I go with you?” “If you're good. I’m going to mail a letter— for dad; not a very long one, bu awfully interesting. He wrote it last nig before he sealed it Lit, too ther rose, ind he let me rea They gatnered ant Can you guess who tne letter’s for?’’ he whispered again as he laid the flower with the others. “To the editor of “Bob! No!” she Honorable Mrs. Ansley! ‘Asking to be excused? “Yes, just tl at! He asks to be released the Times? beamed, ‘It’s to the from his engagement. And he say he’s going to get the old servants back, and vrite another letter to the Time aving hat, of course, his first letter about firing THE SATURDAY squads was nothing but a joke; and — < Bob, I think you're just the dearest, clever est dear that ever lived!” Instinctively they both made sure that the arbor shielded them from sight of the house, and still perhaps from instinct she lifted the flowers until they nearly hid the lower part of her face.

“Will you please call me that again?” asked Schuyler, his heart shaking his voice 1 little **No,”’ she said in a happy, muffled voice, es “but if I didn’t have these roses in my the roses stopped nothing xr if Toddy’s only “wor ly’ L thought Schuy return to consecutive thinking. bit guilty about Toddy. “Of course nothing was nused, “‘but it might be done his part,”’ as soon as he could He felt a -_™ iet said about it,”’ argued that was cleared we both ought scratch. I must write m know how things are going Toddy after the course started at d let sut he In’t I needn ave worried.

inne e next afternoon, coming with e f a man who has someone on his ty ‘Just a flying visit,” he told Schuyler, “Got your jolly little note. Awfully good new Ir 1 sure or . St vith the strange manner of having someone after him, he glanced over ni ] shoulder and then drew two letters from his pocket, addressed and written in a dashing hand which somehow reminded Schuyler of a galloping horse. Beast thing to do, you know,”” he hurried mntinued, “‘ but the only possible i I could manage it. These letters are from Mr \ of course, addressed to me—and both written yesterday. Don't read the i ip, but seal them up in a rong ¢ ‘ ea i put them ina very safe place She'll never be able to sue the old bo for breact roar ing else as lor y as 1 have hese | ‘ Pod ou’re a qu worke 1 : ivi oO 1 know 1 | » | ju ! groaned Todd ‘Didn't vive a ip time to thint you kr For one thing, Diane would never forgive me for doing it, and I never thought is too late. Not that it

nakes much difference,”’ he groaned agai In fa before | fairly knew what was happening I found that I was in rather tremendously deep; and as soon as Mr Ansley tinds that she has lost the marquis I know precious well that she'll be after me hot foot es, and hot-tempered, too, if I know anything about the lady!” For a moment he looked like Mister Pu that l scene where retribution begins to pursue hir Well, good-! old man,” said he, hold- ing out his hand ‘*You don’t mean to say you're leaving !”’ ‘Yes, ves! Off to India to-morrow to | ! regiment I thought you were joining the iatic service instead.”’ no! I thought so once myself, but

raid the diplomatic life’s a bit too swift for me. But take my advice, old

man—you stick to it. You are fitted for it It evidently comes natural to you You will shine—you will positively shine as a diplomat!”’ ‘““What makes you think so?” ‘“*‘What*makes me think so? My word! The way you knew enough to tackle the Ansley to me! and leave Mr

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The general under- standing among the big bosses of the Re- publicans had been that Hoover was under high consideration in eminent Democratic quarters — namely, the White House — as a suitable candidate for the Democratic Party, and that understanding was reén- forced by the undoubted fact that if the high considerer. of the White House passed the word at the proper time that word would make the nomination of Hoover reasonably certain. The big Republican bosses were thinking of Hoover as a Democratic possi- bility rather than as a Republican contin- gency when Hoover announced that if he took any nomination he would take a Re- publican nomination. Hoover undoubtedly had his own reasons for making that an- nouncement, and in all probability those reasons are good ones, but as a matter of polities it seemed to the observant politi cians of the country a good deal like a ball player who had reached first base in a closely fought ball game stealing second base when there was a runner on it. He didn’t have to do it, and if he had remained on his own would have been far more in the game base he The Three-Horned Dilemma Now the old-line anywhere with their candidates they were, facing the three-horned dilemma of Wood, Johnson and Hoover If they didn’t take Wood they might be forced to take Johnson, and they didn’t want John- wanted Wood; nor bosses were not getting so there son any more than they did they want Hoover. Wherefore they were compe lled to lock at it this way: If we take Wood and if he wins, we win with him so far as the party wins, and we shall have our party in power Johnson we like even less than Wood, and we might try to defeat Wood with Johnson before the convention, in the hope of being able to defeat Johnson witn one of our own men at the convention; but the danger in that is that if we exploit Johnson now to defeat Wood we may not be able to hold Johnson off at the convention. Furthermore, there isn’t much use in trying to land an out-and-out conservative, and it is apparent that a strong element in the party, if it is behind Wood, as alleged, has settled on Weod as conservative enough for them, which leaves the fight to the quasi- conservative Wood against the radical Johnson, and neither one of them is really conservative enough for us, As to Hoover, it is admitted that Hoover has a great popularity among the people, but his popularity with us is nil Likely as not we could beat both Wood and Johnson by taking up Hoover, but where would that leave us if we did take up Hoover? Outside, no doubt. We'd better wait on this until we see how the California primaries result, when Hoover and John- son will fight it out for the delegates from that state. Meantime, what one of our fellows can we center on? Opposition to Wood That is the question that this discussion led to every time there was a conference No one knows better than the big bosses that the first axiom of politics is that you cannot beat some one with no one. Every time the Republican bosses protested against Wood those behind Wood are reported to have asked for another candidate, and the Republican bosses had no alternative. They had no one to suggest. Their program, so far as that was concerned, was entirely de- It had no constructive feature They did say, however, and are saying in mid-April, that they undoubtedly will be able to find one as soon as the situation clarifies. This was the sentiment of the biggest bosses. The impression Wood had made on some of the smaller bosses, prin- cipally because of the insistence of those behind Wood, had led to an opinion that the pins were all up for Wood, and this was shared by many of political power in the Republican Party. They didn’t like Wood and did not want him, but there seemed no other place to go. Buc pending the real decision of the real bosse the smaller fry sparred for time. the real ones, not ur: mindful of Wood's strength and showing, determined to wait and not commit them- lves, much to the disturbance of not only the smaller fry but of the Wood backers and managers. What seemed to be a rea- sonable certainty became a problematical The real were not in clined to let it go without making a try to get even a better representative for them structive opinion The big bosses, situation. bosses selves than Wood seemed to be They could swing to Wood at any time. There was no hurry, and they felt that they could arrange matters so Wood will not go into the convention with an overwhelming strength. Besides, there were a number of angles that needed consideration, and prayerful consideration at that. For example, how can the real bosses be certain, if they do (Continued on Page 185) Senator Johnson of California

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(Continued from Page 182 work their own will on the convention and select a suitable conservative, that the radical element in the Republican Party will not bolt, name a radical candidate and thus bring about a situation analogous to that in 1912 when Roosevelt ran as a Pro- gressive against Taft and made the elec- tion of Wilson a certainty? They cannot be certain, for there is a great element of progressivism, or radicalism, in the Repub- lican Party, and those men sometimes do things themselves, instead of allowing the bosses to do things for them, as the con- servatives do. The Democrats, of course, are eagerly hoping that just this situation will arise, and the danger of it is what gives the big Republican bosses their great- est pause. The gist of it is that the smaller and more numerous fry are inclined to think, at this writing, that the easiest way out of it is with Wood, but the big bosses have lifted a restraining hand and said: ‘‘Not yet.”’ To hear is to obey with the smaller fry, and the ‘‘Not yet”” command is in force. There is an active canvass going on. In addition to Wood, Hoover and Johnson, there are Harding, Lowden, Sproul, Poin- dexter, Butler, Sutherland, Coolidge and some others. No decision is made. The big bosses are playing a waiting game, using every energy to prevent any candidate from going to Chicago with a sufficient number of delegates to control the conven- tion. They have a good footing. Many un- instructed delegations have been provided for and more will be arranged. They can easily throw out any and all of the colored brethren from the South, for example, if the colored brethren show up with ob- noxious badges pinned on them. There are other things they can do, and they may try them all, the big idea being to get their own man. In due time they will have a plan and a man. The White House Signal Tower The Democratic have their troubles. They have started out on half a lozen or more roads, each leading, as they bosses hoped, to the nomination of their own sort of man; and each road has been blocked to them by a Wilsonian impasse. The mys- terious but still commanding figure of the President himself has not appeared to say ‘You shall not pass,”” but the of the command is there none the less. The Democratic bosses get the feel of the cold injunction though it is not phrased for them in the precise diction of the President. essence Every time they start anything they are halted by the vast uncertainty as to how far they can go; in fact, they can go no- where until they know where the President himself is going. All termini of roads lead- ing to the Democratic nomination for President are in the White House, and all switches, lights, blocks and semaphores are controlled there. It may be, and is, true that the operation « f these switches, lights, blocks and semaphores has been discon- tinued, and that the roads are inoperative thereby, but that does not mean that the control levers are not situate within reach of the President, and does mean that any procession that starts up any road can get nowhere until this White House machinery begins to function politicall Ever since the President was reélected, in 1916, the men who have had aspira- tions to succeed him-—-the Democratic aspi- rants—have been tortured by the query: ‘Does the President intend to seek a third term?’’ Not knowing, each aspirant has been compelled to mark time. Each aspi- rant is still marking time really, albeit some of them are goose-stepping, but get- ting nowhere in particular. However, the bosses are working while awaiting specific THE SATURDAY amount to nothing in face of a presidential proclamation either for himself or another, but the ruling spirit prevails. They are getting ready for eventualities on the chance that they may be able to operate Though the President has said nothing, up to the time of writing, as to his own plans and intentions or preferences, he has made one noncommittal utterance, and that as just previous to the Georgia primaries we he sent word to McAdoo and Palmer in identical and carefully chosen phrase, that he had no objection to their becoming candidates for the Democratic nomination; that such projects were entirely agreeable to him. That was all. And that, as can be seen, means anything you choose to make it mean. It can be translated into an indirect statement that the President has no inten- tion of being a candidate for a third term, and welcomes McAdoo and Palmer contestants, or it can be interpreted to mean that the President may run himself, but has no objection to having McAdoo and Palmer try conclusions with him, or it may mean neither, or both. as Democratic Misgivings Hence the Democratic bosses futilely plan and purvey, and the Democratic can- didates stall round, all waiting the word. There is a wide impression that this may not be a good year for the Democratic Party, not only among Republicans but in the minds of many Democrats. A ruction at Chicago that will split the Republicans is the daily prayer of every Democratic leader, coupled with the hope that an ex- tremely undesirable may be named by the Republicans in case there is no great ruc- tion. But this is rainbow stuff. So far as they are able, without knowledge of presi dential intentions or preferences, the Demo- cratic bosses are attempting to function in ordinary and obvious course. They are considering candidates and trying to fix things for themselves in case they are allowed by the President to fix anything Far be it from them, of course, to intimate that the President is the real boss—the superboss — but they know it just the same; leader, rather, for it is not fitting to say that a President is a boss. After much backing and filling various Democrats timorously came out into the open. The current report was, and it was bulwarked with what seemed excellent au- thority, that at the proper time the Demo- crats would be instructed by the President to name Hoover as their candidate. Now the Democratic bosses have no desire to name Hoover. They do not want Hoover, but when the Hoover business was on they knew very well that Hoover had more strength with the people than all their can- didates rolled into one. The Democratic bosses were partially relieved when Hoover made his Republican preference— partially, but not entirely, for they were well satisfied that the Republican bosses did not want Hoover, either, and might not take him. But there was a feeling, and still is, that if the Republicans did not take Hoover per- haps the Democrats might take him, after all, incited by whatever cause and reason there might be, whether White House, or Hoover's strength, or what not. You would not think it, but political bosses are proud persons —that is, they never do a humiliat- ing thing unless they have to. Their idea of a humiliating thing is to nominate a man who has expressed a preference for the opposite party. However, though they are proud they are not arrogant. A political boss will do almost anything to win, pride or no pride. So, at this time, not only one great cloud hangs over them, but two. They are afraid of a presidential decision not in consonance with their plans and hopes, and they are afraid they may have to nominate Hoover, and, gosh, how they dread it! knowledge of presidential intentions. They know well enough that their plans wil — iL | | ~w | EVENING POST your erly ‘ harg starts Jit AMMETER ON'T let down through Keep an eye on Nagel Om Vour ¢ See replacing ing The In use motor batteries run vlect them through lash generator 1s your mM that the prop without ove; the current used by r, lights and horn Nagel will tell. Watch it on more than 1,250,000 cars WG NAGEL ELECTRIC 4) TOLEDO, OHIO ODER M BEL oN When you go without a vest have . the satisfaction of knowing that your belt is above reproach. It will be if its a MODERN. 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Send today; newest and | st home ideas AUREL ius SWANSON CO., Building Department 1004 State National Bk. Bidg., Oklahoma City, Okla. Gliding from a placic vVaters 1 1 wind wert l Town nd rugs faithful se ~ ‘ : Write for catal a "3000 OLD TOWN CANOE CO. 957 Middle St. Old Town, Maine, U.S. A. 4 From That Tired, rie Brokes- Down Feeling Arch B an ym ortable al and correc . ired and a t ease ier GEO. H.JUNGCO hos Jung Bhdig., Cincinnati,O June 5,1929 This two-clouded situation apart, they to fight”to’the last gasp against any wet have in prospect McAdoo; Palmer; Cox, of pronouncement by the Democrats and for a Ohio; Owen, of Oklahoma; Meredith, the ringing dry indorsement. An interesting side new Secretary of Agriculture, of Iowa; light on this wet-or-dry clamor came re- various other cabinet and similar hopefuls, cently when a Democratic national com- or possibles, including Ambassador Davis mitteeman, who felt it was the best politics and Governor Cornwell, both of West to be neutral on the matter, ignore it in the Virginia. And among those present is state platform and let the fight go to San William Jennings Bryan. Francisco, was compelled to put a dry Of these, including those mentioned and _ plank in his state platform. His delegates those unmentioned, the three farthest out would not have it otherwise, and he didn’t in front, so far as discussion and considera- want to say anything in favor of the wet tion are concerned, are the first three men- contention. All he desired to do was to say tioned— McAdoo, Palmer and Cox. Palmer nothing at all. is an actively receptive candidate, subject Normally, if the fight shall center on wet to what the White House says ultimately, or dry at San Francisco, and that shall be and McAdoo is a receptively active candi- the paramount issue, Palmer will be re- date. Cox is both. Palmerisrunningasan garded as the dry sort of candidate and anti-profiteer, anti-red, and anti-unrest pro- Cox as the moist sort. That is the way their ponent. McAdoo is reputed to have the records stand. However, with Mr. Bryan backing of the railroad employees. And _ there, and the example of the state con- Cox has a political record for him of three vention just cited in view, it seems a cer- victories in his own normally Republican — tainty that the wets will be put to it to gain state, and official ability. All these men, their point. and all others save Mr. Bryan, are depend- ent on word from the White House. If Nebulous Situations there is no word they can go ahead and fight it out. If there is word they must The Democratic situation is nebulous, abide by it. intangible, inchoate. Until the White All except Mr. Bryan. He is the greatest House speaks the rest of the outfit can only individual force in the game. Mr. Bryanis whisper. If the White House remains charged on the one hand with trying to silent the bosses have their plans laid, and usurp the leadership of the party, take it will do their best for themselves. The away from the President; and onthe other producing bosses have taken cognizance hand with trying to nominate himself. He of the situation and are ready to come has indorsed two men: Senator Owen, of across at the proper time. The Democratic Oklahoma, and Secretary Meredith; but convention will not be held until June the bosses say that amounts to nothing, twenty-eighth, and there still is ample time and that Mr. Bryan’s real indorsement is for much to happen, all based on the for himself. So in their view he really has contingency of whether the White House three candidates. becomes articulate politically or remains wrapped in mysterious and ominous silence. An Irreconcilable Dry Meantime, the people who have the de- cision have made no decision. They have The Bryan-Hitcheock fight at the pri- allowed things to drift along in the same maries will have a bearing on the important old way. There is no doubt that in their wet-or-dry decision that the Democrats honest minds seventy-five per cent of the may make at San Francisco. There is a_ voters of this country think and know that large element in the Democratic Party that what this country needs is a business man wants a wet plank, or at least a moist one for President, a real American business in the Democratic platform, arguing that man, and that it will be a calamity to this the wet-or-dry question is of greater popu- country to go into the next four years under lar appeal and concern than any other, and the executive control of a politician. Nor that a wet plank would bring tothe support is there any doubt that, if the demand had of the Democratic candidate a great num- been made, a real business man would be ber of wet Republican votes. Mr. Bryan is the choice of both parties. The demand, an irreconcilable dry. He may be counted until this time, has not been clearly made. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST IS fully protected by copyright. The use of our articles or quotations from them for advertising promotions and stock-selling schemes is never authorized. Table of Contents | June 5, 1920 SHORT STORIES PAGE The Diplomatic Corps— George Weston : eda 8 The Boy Flag— Thomas Beer. ; 12 Various Relations— Roland Pertwee 16 } Hortense the Helpful— Boice DuBois ; ; ; 20 The Unconquered— Courtney Ryley Cooper Pirate eae 30 SERIALS Hidden Profits— George Kibbe Turner 5 Gwen's Tongue—Charles Brackett 24 The Man From Ashaluna— Henry Payson Dowst 26 ARTICLES | **Miste-er Chairma-an!"’—ZJrvin S. Cobb 3 The Exile on the Island—E/mer Jay Comer 10 The Ruhr Aflame—Will Irwin .. . 14 Forty Years of a Diplomat’s Life— Baron Rosen 18 Picking Presidential Candidates—Samuel G. Bly the 22 Unionism That Unites—L. E. McKenzie 40 Launching Icebergs—Enos A. Mills 44 DEPARTMENTS Editorials 28 Everybody’s Business— Floyd W. Parsons 35 Out-of-Doors 64 Small-Town Stuff— Robert Quillen 70 Sense and Nonsense 90 A Request for Change of Address must reach us at least thirty days before the date of the issue with which it is to take effect. 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