The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 19, 1917, Page 4

‘OUE SERS crores BISMARCK DAILY TRIBUNE THURSDAY, JULY 14,1917. THE TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class M: ISSUED EVERY DAY EXCEr from what quarter of the globe it is launched. America will thus have something it has never had before— a real army commensurate with the > i Eeney-Meeney-Miney-Mo swered- without hesltation. “We went to a supper club last night and stayed there till about half past three.” “Really,” sald Louise, “I am not sure that I approve of this! A supper club this young man from Cumbériand” “Well?” f “In him,” Graillot went on, “one per ceives all the primitive qualities which go to the making of splendid manhood. SUBSCRIPTION RATES P, Ny] size, wealth and importance of the > : ‘ with Sophy until half past three in| Pi vSeany he 1s almost perfect, for ADVANCE country. We will begin to have pre- 4 e the morning!” which alone we owe him a debt of Pei Ee eet ee ® .60|paredness in fact rather than in = Hf He looked at her quickly. gratitude. He has, if I judge him Dally, by mail, one yoar sac North 4.00 | Phrase. = “You don’t mind Peer rightly, all the qualities possessed by “mall y Part of our splendid little regular N ‘My dear man, why should I min men who have been brought up free 1.25 she returned, “It’is exactly what I from the taint of cities, from the smear : ee ciee iene: ee 6,09 | S°0Y is already: In France: More ef : hoped for. You have come up to Lon-| o¢ our spurious overcivilization. He 1e on eres our troops are going. Later our new don with a purpose. You have an ex- Daily, by mai chivalrous and unsuspicious.. He is 1.50 Weekly, by mail, per year. 1.50 G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY Special Foreign Representative RK, Fifth Ave. Bldg.; CHICAGO, we rote’ Bidg.; BOSTON, 8 Winter @t.; DETROIT, Kresge Bldg.; MINNE- APOLIS, 810 Lumber Exchange. armies will go. If our allies need 100,000 men we will send that many. If they need 500,000 we will send that many. Nobody is keen to send them. Everyone realizes it is only stern ne- periment to make, an experiment ip living.” “The greater part of my expert- ment,” he pointed out, “needs the help of only one person, and that person 1s you.” also, unfortunately for him, the enemy of the prince.” Louise laid down her fan. She no longer tried to conceal her agitation, “Why are you so melodramatic?” she demanded. “They have scarcely spo- Member Audit Bureau of Ci m_|cessity that demands they ‘be sent x She moved a little uneasily in her he a Ae =: i : - S ‘ ken. This is, I think, their third meet- fHE srate a: GLDEST NEWEr APES through submarine infested waters to <a chair, It might have been his fancy, | ing” i — = WEATHER REPORT for 24 hours ending at noon, July 19: Temperature at 7:00 a. m. Gi face the dangers and hazards of bat- tle under the new and terrible con- ditions. If we could keep them at home with honor to ourselves and faith to our allies, if we could keep then here and still throw the weight os gfe | REGISTERED, dl For Strvic e Pes, WF ° but he imagined that she glanced un- der her eyelids toward the prince of Seyre. The pringe, however, had turned almost ostentatiously away from her. He was leaning across the table, talking to Faraday. “When two friends,” Graillot de clared, “desire the same woman, then all of friendship that there may have been between them is buried. When two others, who are so far from being friends that they possess opposite “You have not lost your gift of plain speech,” she observed. “So de- lightful in Cumberland and Utopia, so impracticable here!” Temperature at noon . Highest yesterday . Lowest yesterday . Lowest last night . qualities, opposite characters, opposite characteristics, also desire the same woman—” “Don't!” Louise interrupted, with a g4;of American power against the Ger- 64| mans, we would gladly do so. The Allies want our troops, <li ys ad a Mayswy fb i Oey Me yreg y/o nF « ares: a Ona) POO tokegrs arcs Se ee but i ay 05 : co ic rece wind velocity ..... 24—NW|they want American ships and Amer- 7a “Then since we can’t find Utopia,| sudden little scream. “Don’t! - You Forecast. ican airplanes more urgently. If we eet come back to Cumberland,” he sug-| are talking wildly, You must not say For North Dakota: Fair tonight} puild ships more rapidly than the gested. such things!” . and Friday; somewhat warmer to-| German submarines can sink them, A reminiscent smile played for a] Graillot leaned forward. He shook night in southwest portion; cooler Friday afternoon in west portion. —_- Lowest Temperatures Fargo ....- . ++ 62 Grand Forks 59 Pierre 66 64 58 66 66 St. Paul . Winnipeg Helena . Chicago Swift. Current . 4iKansas City, . 66 an, Francisco: «52 i? ORRIS’W. ROBERTS, & “ts Meteorologist. oe Peer eas * — Yes, we will do almost any- @ “ thing for the poor man, any- ¢ thing but get off his back— Tolstoi. ° OF 999299999 “ SOME SHOCK. Increased ‘beer-brewing for the warm months, and especially “where crops are being harvested,” is the announced policy of the British gov- ernment. This will ‘be shocking to the Prohibition lobby at Washington. —New York World. There's shock in it for all America outside of Washington, too. We are urged,:to conserve our grain, that England may eat it. We are even considering giving up our beer, that England may have the grain that goes into it. . According to the above World ex- cerpt, England is going to eat our harvest savings and put her own har- vest into beer. It is sure shock for the prohibiitionist who has been economizing in order to help feed England and it is a whole earthquake for the American lover of beer. —_—_—_—— You needn't shout to prove you're] a patriot. STIRRING ’EM UP. One of those nice little Washington jobs of fooling the people has come to light and tiiere’s too much humor in it to let it pass without notice. Weren't you all thrilled up on the Fourth of July by those glorious ac- counts of your navy’s battle with sub- marines that were waiting in force to ‘blow up your transports? Of course you were. Maybe you rushed down to the store and bought a package and a half extra of firecrackers. Any- how, your patriotism and emthusiasm. for war went up to 112 degrees, or you're a, Stoay-hearted. critter. , Well, “the account “of that “battle and Setretary Baker's congratula- tions to Secretary Daniels had just about got time to set you to whoop- ing it up, plenty and unusual, when there came an Associated Press ca- ble from England strongly question- ing the famousness of that famous victory over those “U-boats in force.” As Secretary. Daniels’ name was at- tached to the story of the battle, the Wasington newspaper ‘boys descend- ed upon the navy department for a look at Admiral Gleaves’ official re- Port, and it appears that Mr. George Creel, head of the publicity board and sort of understudy censor, being three-thirds full of newspaper in- stinct, had “elaborated” the facts of the admiral’s report. The people would gét and story on the 4th. of July. The peopla needed something to stir ‘em up, and George was no slouch on the stir. ‘Tis said that You can see Secretary Daniels’ Ad- am’s apple running up and down his throat, he’s so excited over having fathered that story. Fine stuff! Smells some like Hearst. but it did make a Glorious 4th! The Russians have got “the key to Lemberg,” but a key isn't much good without a keyhole. MORE ACTION, Very soon now the active work of building up our selective service army will be started. Camp cities will spring up. Thousands of our sturdy young men ‘will go to them. They will receive military instruction based upon the new science of war- fare as modified on the bloody fields of France and Flanders. They will ‘become component parts of a mighty machine, prepared to. defend this country against attack, no matter we can feed and munition our allies. More than that. We can absolutely make null and void the submarine campaign upon which the Germans have pinned almost their last hopes. We can defeat their plans to starve England and France into submission. But ‘building — ships—important though it be—is merely a defense against German offensive. If we build airplanes also, we help in a great offensixe. We give our allies command of the air. We blind the German armies. We make them fumble with their artillery, We make them ignorant as to the surprise movements of the allied troops. We make possible the destruction of their supply depots, their railroads and even their bridges across the Rhine. We make more than probable a great retreat to that river, a retreat which may degenerate into a rout. Com- mand of the air thus not only brings victory perceptibly nearer, but also means saving the lives of thousands of allied troops. It means they can) do with fewer troops of their own, and hence will need fewer of ours. All these things+feeding our al-; liés, blinding the enemy/! bringing | victory close to ‘hand, savifig’' lives, of British and French troops—dgpend upon the energy, the determination and the speed with which we push through our shipping and aviation program. Up to now our ship building pro- gram has degenerated mainly into fine talk and squabbles about author- ity. The administration should see} to it that there is less argument and more action. There should not be soim#ny reports on the, printing presses: and more’ ships on‘ the ways. Unfess this 18 spdedily’" Woe, time fights on the sid@ of the German U-boats. So with the aviation program which is now being considered by congress. It is to be hoped that the necessary appropriations will be speedily pass- ed. If the end of the year sees a great fleet of ships and a large num- ber of airplanes actually in being, actually in service in our war against ‘Prussian militarism, we will have be- gun to do our large and necessary part in the task of crushing kaiser- ism. i Great men always have followerk: If they aren't admirers, they're spies. * There's avrumor Germany will wage | a U-war oncthe United States. She's been only treating us to one so far, eh? Baldheaded man's idea of waste of} energy in wartime—invention of me- chanical hair parter just put on the, market. E | Many persons are prone to over- estimate their ability for pride’s sake, | but underestimate it when it comes! to service. “arriving at his summer home at Forest Hill, John D. would comment on only one topic—the rain. What's; this! Water in the gasoline? Aguinaldo'’s subscription to the Lib- erty Loan sure stumps us. Is that Filipino hinting he's with us for world-wide democracy, or is he just sarcastic? es Up in the air we can win this war, according to Secretary Baker. But, that’s where congress has been fight- ing it for the past 90 days and it hasn't scalped a single Teuton! —_$_— Having appointed Dr. Michaelis chancellor, the kaiser now can blame {the people if Germany: loses the war. ED Conscience is going to rage, pretty considerably, for a time. Some of our young men are going to discover, many cases, that they have “consci- entious scruples.’ But Washington news is to the effect that the exemp- tion boards are going to require that the conscientious scruples war service must ‘be shown by the life record and religious faith and performance of the possessor. This will nail conscientious slackers. , for the first time in their lives, in| against | Yy Y, Y Fy G Ss Col nll. np ON ee C (aarre tow Yi y; 7 Hf A TH SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER 1—On a trip through the English Cumberland country — thej{ breakdown of her,automobile forces | Louise Maurel, a famous London ac- home of John and Stephen Strange-j wey. . CHAPTER L—At, dinner, Louise dig. | covers, hat the, brothers, are woman- hating regluses,, CHAPTER) 1l—Next morning she discovers that John, the younger brother, has recently come into a large fortune. In company with him she explores the farm. CHAPTER IV—In a talk with him she is disturbed by his rigid moral principles and finds that his wealth has created no desire for any other life than the simple one he is leading. She tells him her name and that she is the friend of the prince of Seyre, a rich and disreputable neighbor. CHAPTER V—Three months' later, unable to rid himself of the memory of the actress and in spite of his brother's protests, John goes to Lon- don) racy Aud CHAPTERINI—He finds Louise} en- gaged in the rehearsal of a new play, meets her friends and is entertained at luncheon with her by the prince. ‘CHAPTER VII—John drives Sophy home and gives him friendly advice about love and life in London. The prince and Louise postpone a little journey they had arranged for. “How. queer you are!” she mur mured. “Listen.” “You haven’t got a wife or anything up in Cumberland, have you?” “You know I haven't,” he answered. “You're not, engaged to be married, you have no ties, you came up here per- fectly free, you haven't even said any- thing yet—to Louise?” “Of course not.” ic “Well, then—”.she began. } Her words were so softly spoken that they seemed to melt away. She leaned forward to look in his face. “Sophy,” he begged, with sudden and almost passionate earnestness, “be kind to me, please! I am just a sim- ple, stupid countryman, who fecls as if he had lost his way. I have lived a | solitary sort of life—an unnatural one, | you, would say—and I've been brought | up with some old-fashioned ideas. I | know they are old-fashioned, but I | can’t throw them overboard all at once. \I have kept away from this sort of | thing, I didn’t think. it would ever at- j tract me—I suppose because I didn't | believe it could be made so attractive. | I have suddenly found out—that it | does!” | “What are you going to do?" she whispered. “There is only one thing for me to do.” he answered. “Until I know what | [have come to London to learn, I shall | fight against it.” . | “You mean about Louise?” “I mean about Louise,” gravely. | Sophy came still closer to him. | “Why are you so foolish?” she mur. | mured. “Louise is very wonderful, in | her'place, but she is not what you want | in life. Has it never occurred to you | that you may be too late?” “What do you mean?” he demanded. “I believe what the world believes, he said HiLLMAN 2y E-PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM "iz sac?t seme Tenor fo-ierself—that she cares’ for=! prince of Seyre.” “4 “Has shé ever*téld you so?” “Louise never speaks of these things, to any living soul: I am only telling) tress, to spend the night at the farm you what I think. Iam trying to save!’ you pain—trying’ for my own sake as, well as yours.” He paid his bill and:stooped to help her with her cloak.’ Her heart sank, her lps quivered a'little. It seemed to.herthat he had passed to a great distance, “Very soon,” John said, “I shall ask Louise to tcll me the truth. I think that I shall askher, if I can, tomor+ row!” CHAPTER IX. John’s first caller at the Milan was, in a way, a surprise to him. He was sitting smoking an after-breakfast pipe on the following morning, and gazing at the telephone directory, when his bell rang. He opened the door, to find the prince of Seyre standing out- side. “I pay you a very early visit, I fear,” the latter began. z “Not at all,” John replied, taking the pipe from his’ mouth and throwing open the door. “It is very good of you to come and see me.” The prince followed John into the little sitting room, He was dressed, as usual, with scrupulous care. His tie was fastened with a wonderful pearl, and his fingers were perhaps a trifle overmanicured, He wore a bunch of Parma violets in his buttonhole, and he carried with him a very faint but un- usual perfume, which seemed to John like the odor of: delicate grecn tea. It was just these details, and the slow- ness of his speech, which alone ac- centuated his foreign origin. “It occurred to me,” he said, as he seated himself in am easy chair, “that if you are really intending to make this experiment in town life of which Miss Maurel spoke, I might be of some as- sistance to you. -There are certain matters, quite unimportant in them- selves, concerning which a little ad- vice in the beginning may save you trouble.” “Very good of you, I am sure,” John ‘repeated. “To tell you the truth, I | was just looking through the telephone directory to see if I could come across the name of a tailor I used to have some things from.” “If it pleases you to place yourself in my hands,” the prince suggested, “I will introduce you to my own trades: people. I have made the selection with some care. I have, fortunately, an idle morning, and it4s entirely at your disposal. At half past one I believe we are both lunching with Miss Mau- rel.” John was conscious of 8 momentary sense of annoyance. His tete-a-tete with Louise seemed farther off than ever. At the prince’s suggestion, how- ever, he fetched his hat and gloves and entered the former’s automobile, which was waiting below. They spent:the morning in the neigh- | borhood of Bond street, and John had the foundations of a wardrobe more extensive than any he had ever dreamed of possessing. At half past one they were sown into Louise's what some day I think she will admit Uttle.drawing room. There were three hain ts charming” Jn an- oF Tour wen~already present, standing around their hostess and sipping some faint yellow cordial from long Vene- tian glasses. : Louise came forward to mect them, and made a little grimace as she re- marked the, change in John's appear- ance, “Honestly, I don't know you, and J don’t believe I like you at all!” she ex- “How dare you transform in this claimed. yourself;jnto a tailor’ x. sidered that we had achieved rather a success,” “I suppose I must look upon your ef- fort as a.compliment,” Louise sighed, “but. it seems queer{ to loge even so much of you. Shall’you'take up our mannet's and our habits, Mr. Strange- wey, as easily as you wear our clothes?” “That I cannot promise,” he replied. “The brain should least’ ag “rea@ily as prince Jen :f M. Graillot, who ‘WAS 0} men present, turned. arould/ “Who is talking- platitudes?” he de- manded. “I write plays, and that is my monopoly. Ah, it is the prince, I see! And our young friend who inter- rupted us at rehearsal yesterday.” Graillot held out his left hand to the prince and his right to John. “Mr. Strangewey,” he sald, “I con- gratulate you! Any person who has the good fortune to interest Miss Mau- rel is to be congratulated. Yet must I look at you and feel myself puzzled. You are not an artist—no? You do not paint or write?” John shook his head. ‘Contr, Strangewey's claim to’ distinc tion..is.. that .hets.just.an_ordinary man,” Louise observed. “Such a relief, you know, after all you.clever people!” John shook hands with everybody and sipped the contents of the glass which had been handed to him. Then a butler opened the door and an- nounced luncheon. Louise offered her hand to the prince, who stepped back. “It shall be the privilege of the stranger within our gates,” he decided. Louise turned to John with a little smile, . “Let me show you, then, the way to my dining room. I ought to apolo- gize for not asking some women to meet you. I tried two on the tele- phone, but they were engaged.” “I will restore the balance,” the prince promised, turning from the con- templation of one of the prints hang- (ng in the hall, “I am giving a supper party tonight for Mr. Strangewey, and_| U will promise him a preponderance of. your charming sex.” “am I invited?” Louise inquired+ The prince shook his head. “Alas, no!” They passed into a small dining room and here again John noticed that | an absolute simplicity was paramount. | The round table, covered with an ex- quisitely fine cloth, was very simply laid. There was a little glass of the finest quality, and a very little silver. For flowers there was only one bowl, a brilliant Dfteh of some scarlet exotic, in the center. “A supper party to which I am not invited,” said Louise, as she took her, place at the table and motioned John; to a seat by her side, “fills me with curiosity, Who are to be your guests, prince?” ¥ “Calavera and her sprites,” the: prince announced. Louise paused for a moment in the act of helping herself to hors d’oeuvres.: She glanced toward the prince. Fora moment their eyes met. Loutse's lips were faintly curled. It was almost as if a challenge had passed between them. Louise devoted her attention to her guest. “First of- all,” she asked, “teli-me how you like my little friend?” moment about her lips. “T wonder,” she murmured, “whether I shall ever again see that dear, won- derful old house of yours, and the mist wwe ‘ “1 Want to See You Alone,” He Said. rove, When Can 12% of | F, Joba Me tal) Ba /pNothejhills, and the stars shining. here and ithere through it, and, the moon coming up.in the distance!” “All these things you will see again,” he assured her confidently. “It is. be: cause I- want you to see them again that -I-am here.” ? “Just now, at this minute, I feel a longing for them,” she whispered, look- ing across the table, out of the win dow, to the softly waving trees. At the close of: the luncheon for 8 trioment she and John were detached from the others.” ca “J want to see you alone,” he said under his breath. “iavhen eat $4 She, hesitated, aut “T am. so busy!” she murmured “Next week there are rehearsals nearly every minute of the day.” “Tomorrow,” John said insistently. “You have no rehearsals then. I must see you. I must talk to you without this crowd.” It was his moment. formed resolutions fell away before the compelling ring in his voice and the earnest pleading in his eyes. “Twill be in,” she promised, “tomor- row at six o'clock.” ‘After the departure of her guests, Louise stood before the window of her drawing room, looking down inta the street. She saw.the prince courteously’ motion John to precede him. into ‘his waiting automobile. She watched ‘un: til the car took its.place in\the stream, of traffic and disappeared. ‘The sense of uneasiness which had brought her to the window Was unaccountable, but it seemed in some way deepened by their departure together. Then a voice from just behind startled her. It was Graillot, who had returned noiselessly tnto the roo “I returned,” he explained. “An im pulse brought me hack. A thought caine into my mind, I wanted to share it with:you as a proof of the sentiment which I feel exists between us. It is my firm belief that the same thought, In a different guise, was traveling through your mind, as you watched the departure of your guests.” She motioned him to a place upon the souch, close to where she had already seated herself. “Come,” she invited, “prove to me \ that you are « thought reader!” He sank back in his corner. His aands, with their short, stubby fingers, Were clasped in front of him. His eyes, wide open and alert, seemed fixed upon jer with the ingenuous:inquisitiveness stachild, — “To begin, then, I find our friend, the prince of Seyre, a most interesting, I might almost say fascinating, study.” Louise did not reply. After a mo- ment’s pause, he continued. “Among the whole aristocracy of France there was no family so loathed and detested as the seigneurs of Seyre at the time of the revolution. Those at the chateau in Orleans and others who Were arrested in Paris, met their death with singular contempt and calm, Eugene*ofSeyre, whose character in My small way I have studied, is of the same breed.” ‘Loutse took up a fan which lay on the table by her side, and waved it carelessly in front of her face. “One does so love,” she murmured, “to hear one's friends discussed in a friendly spirit!” “It is because Eugene of Seyre is a friend of yours that I'am’ talking to you in this fashion,” Graillot contin: “You | sticdla, bbl te. 8" Her halt] his head very slowly; his heavy hand rested upon her shoulder. “Ah, no, dear lady,” he inststed, “1 am not talking wildly, I am Graillot, who for thirty years have written dra- mas on one subject and one subject only—men and women. It has been given to me to study many varying types of the human race, to watch the outcome of many strange situations, 1 have watched the prince draw you nearer and nearer to him: What there is or may be between you I do. not know. It is. not for meto know, But if not now, some day: Bugehe of ‘Seyre mens you to’ be his;‘did! he isnot a ‘perdon to ‘be lightly” resisted’! Now frotd the’ skies! théré sine" tp “thie tole 9a “You"do' not realize Pbuise, ‘pro- tested, almost edgerly, “how slight fe my acquaintance with Mr. Strangewey. I once spent the night and a few houra of the next morning at his house in Cumberland, and that is all I. have ever scen of him. How can his pres- ence here be of any serious import to Eugene?” “As to that,” Graillot replied, “I say nothing. If what I have. suggested docs not exist, then for. the first time in my life I have made a mistake; but I do not think I have. You may not “Beware, Not of the Enmity of Eugene of Seyre, but of His Friendship.” realize it, but there is before you one of those struggles that make or mar the life of women of every age. As for the men, I will only say this, and it Is ‘becanse of it, that’ T.haye spoken at alfcif bin a lover of falr play, ABA the Straggle is, noteven.., ‘The younger,man may, hold every, card Jn; the; pack, but Bugene ofSeyre: has learned,,how to win ‘tricks without ‘aces, I stayed be tind to say this to you, Louise. You inow the young man, and I do not. It 8 you who must warn him.” “Warn him?” Louise repeated, with ipraised eyebrows. “Dear master, iren’t we just a little—do you mind if : use that word so hateful to you— nelodramatic? The age of duels is vast, also the age of hired bravos and \gssassins.” “Agreed,” Graillot interrupted, “but che weapons of today are more danger- us. It 1s the souls of thelr enemies chat men attack. If I were a friend of that young man’s, I would say to ulm: ‘Beware, not of the enmity of Sugene of Seyre, but of his friend- ship! And now, dear lady, I have fin- shed. I lingered behind because the vorld holds no more sincere admirer of ourself and your genius than I. Don’t ‘ing. May I not let myself out?” He looked steadfastly into her eyes. His plain, bearded face was heavy- rowed, lined, tired a little with the | toming of age. “You are not going?” she asked him. “Dear Louise,” he said, “I am going, because the time when I can help is not yet. Listen! More harm has been done in this world by advice than in any other way. I have no advice to give you. You have one sure and cer- tain guide, and that is your own heart, your own instincts, your own sweet consciousness of what is best. I leave you to that. If trouble comes, I am always ready!” (To be ‘continued:) WHEAT FIELDS PLOWED Fields in Minot District Will Not Pay Seeding ‘Minot, N. D., July 19.—Minot wheat fields, hit by the drouth, are being plowéd indéF oF WE’as catté ranges. Thowsands'of' kites in this section of the: state will not’ thresh’ the the seed. aia“ot the cost of ’