The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 14, 1917, Page 4

BISMARCK DAILY. TRIBUNE. . THE TRIBUNE Matered at the \stoffice, Blemarck, N. D., as Secoud Class Matter. {(SBUED EVERY DAY EXCE-1 3) 4 SRIPTION KATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Baty, an, mail me Daily, by” mati’ in’ North’ “Dakota, three months ... seevecseens 1.26 Daily, by mail outside of North Dakota, one year ... 6.00 Daily, by maf outside Dakota, three months . Weekly, mail, per year. G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY Special Foreign Representative BEW Y‘ Fifth Ave. Bidg.; CHICAGO, Mi le Bidg.; BOSTON, 8 Winter &t.; DETROIT, Kresge Bldg.; MINNE- APOLIS, 810 Lumber Exchange. ‘Member Audit Bureau of Circulation _ EB STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER ae (Established 1872) WEATHER REPORT for 24 hours ending at noon Aug. 14: Temperature at 7:00 a. m . 60 Temperature at noon .. . 82 ‘Highest yesterday ‘ 87 Lowest yesterday . ‘ 63 Lowest last night . . 59 None Precipitation ... Highest wind velocity 15 Forecast. For North Dakota: Generally fair tonight and Wednesday; cooler Wed- “esday and in northeast portion to- night. Lowest Temperatures Fargo ... 3 58 Williston .. . 4 Grand Forks . - 58 Pierre . . 62 St. Paul e St Winnipeg 60 ‘Helena .. . 54 Chicago . . 66 Swift Current .. . 50 Kansas City + 66 »» San Francisco . : ORRIS W. ROBERTS, Meteorologist. : ¢ eK OK EK KR RRR KOK % A man’s greatness can be mea- * * sured by his enem. Pi; t. ° kok oR Re THE DAILY GRIND. The highly systemized home run by @ nagger and the unorganized home run by a complainer produce about an equal amount of misery. ‘However, men seldom run away from the dust- Jess house, while they frequently de- sert the home which is never clean Between the female tyrant and the shirk is many a comfortable path. Therefore it seems queer that brides 80 often expect husbands to provide home which they themselves are not at'all prepared to take care or. But the queerness isn’t half so im- portant as the unfairness. To too many girls a roof, the bigger and higher the Detter, and loads of fine furniture, and much leisure to adver- tise her state to her friends are the measure of her “home.” Housework she looks’ upon mainly as something to evade. But the young husband seldom con- ‘siders his home in terms of princess mirrors and parties. For him ig the vision of an orderly table. and-a dine shower bath—comfort and freedom— ‘in, considerable contrast to the scant saccommodations of the ‘bachelor’s {boarding house. But hone of the comforts of home are ever to be had except at the cost of some woman's la- .bor—and willing labor it must al- ways be. The wife, new or old, who refuses to make her home run smoothly and economically, cheats her husband. 4 Her beauty and coquetry may de- ‘fend her from his criticism for a while, ‘but one day the married woman who refuses to do her bit of drudgery is bound to come in for some deserved domestic discord. Of the things man will keep with him after the war are a keen appre- ciation of order and system which he has learned as a soldier. And girls who would fulfill the soldier's ideal cannot afford to conduct their homes in the careless and expensive ways peculiarly the product of twentieth century fashion. P Only she who accepts the daily grind as a man accepts his army dis- ipline is a good sport, and a satis- factory mate for the carefully trained ‘army man. “EARS, VET YE HEAR NOT!” ‘A Greensburg, Pa., man claimed ex- ,emption from the national army on these grounds: “My sense of hearing is so acute 1 fear heavy cannonading would impair it, if not cause total deafness.” War does deafen. It has not yet ‘deafened Americans. Yet some have ears and hear not--hear the warning of this war. ‘ Cannonading in America would be louder, and would deafen more Amer- ‘YWeans, than cannonading in Europe. zAnd those with ears so acute as to ‘hear the far-reverberating sound of ythe guns on the ibattletields of France Shave also hearing delicate enough to ?aetise the lesson that in the contest ,With Germany one American serving ‘now in France is better than 10 Amer- icans serving a few years from now -on new battlefields on American soil, +in defense of their very hearthstones. And—war does more tian deafen. Jt destroys—sometimes all. It is far better that some of us be stunned temporarily by going to the scene of thé cannonading,’ while all the rest of us work like Trojans at home to sup- plement their efforts, than that all of us be not only stunned but scarred and; crippled and crushed by a more deadly and costly struggle in our own front yard. THE RIGHT SPIRIT. There lives in Rock Island, Ill, an American who was born in Germany, =| but having been naturalized, considers himself a loyal citizen of the United States. ‘His name is M. Stephany, and he formerly lived in Berlin. In a letter to the Chicago Tribune he gives the following as his Berlin addr “For- merly Berlin C, Breite Str. Redac- tion der Vossischen Zeitung.” Chicago being a part of Germany, many so-called German-Americans write more or less treasonable letters to the papers in that city. M. Steph- any saw one in the Tribune by a cer- tain G. Ff. Hummel, who sneered at America, said phcermas citizens of “part of the German people and f eulggi: the crown prince. Where Mr. Stephanyj penned the foldwjng letter to the Tribune: o The letter qf @\F. Hummel cannot pass unchall §.: \We who were born in Germany and are now citizens of the United States are not, as he says, still “part of them” (the Ger- man peoples). And thank God for that. Neither are we German-Ameri- cans, for “there ain’t no such animal.” Hither he is an American or a Ger- man, Take your choice. The term “German-American” is today so close- ly related to treason that it is well to fight shy of all those who designate themselves iby that hated appellation. He speaks of the German's admira- tion for the crown prince. Again “there ain't no such thing.” I can tell him from recent and persona! observa- tion that the people in Germany hate this fellow with the same intensity with which they deify the emperor. He is beyond question the best hated man in all Germany. America are also wrong. At the outbreak of tne war I subscribed to a German paper, “Die Westliche Post,” assuming that thus I would get some real war news. Alas, I had to stop the damnable trea- son sheet within less than six months. ‘No such paper. can come into my house where I am raising my Ameri- can children whom I want to teach love for the United States and execra- tion for that land of barbarians in which their father is ashamed to con- fess that he first saw the light of day. There is no room here for a Ger- man newspaper. Hummel’s apology for it is not based on sound reason, nor is it consonant with facts, when he speaks of their truthfulness. There is about as much truth to be found in a German newspaper, no matter where published, as in a German diplomat or German government official. Ger- man schools, German churches, Ger- man newspapers ‘belong in Germany, not over here. : If anyone has any doubt as to the real character of the German people let him go to Berlin and study the Berliner, polizei. A Berliner schutz- mann ‘is the expose of a real German minus his thin veneer of kultur. Let us hope that before long our government will stop dilly-dallying with these so-called German-Ameri- cans and put them into concentration camps until the end of the war, which end would be materially hastened by such action, especially if coupled with the entire suppression of the German- American press. M. STEPHANY, Formerly Berlin C, Breite Str. 8, Re- daction der Vossischen Zeitung. ‘Chicago stores are employing wom- en floorwalkers. Fair enough! Wom- en walk the'floor by day, fathers walk it-by night. Billy Sunday found one of John D. Rockefetler’s shirts in his grip. A tribute to the persuasiveness of an evangelist who can take the shirt off a man’s back. At last the time has arrived when patriotism may tbe pleaded as defense in a breach of promise case. REJECTED 13 TIMES; ‘ARMY NOW. TAKES HIM New York.—Nothiug is so suc- cessful as persistence when a $ man really wants to help Uncle Sam “Can the Kaiser.” Like the young Brooklynite who re- cently ate his way into the naval militia, F. J. Fitzpatrick, reject- ed 13 times by the army, navy, Marine corps an@ National Guard, for physical unfitness, has ° finally exercised himself into the e First battalion of the Signal $ corps. .Immediately after being : accepted he was placed on ex- e e e hibit.in the midday minute meet- ings for recruiting in Chambers street. WHEN DEALERS FALL OUT People of Sanish Get Cheap Lum- ber During Local War Sanish, N. D., Aug. 14—Sanish is in the throes of a lumber war be- tween its two principal concerns, and result, thrifty folk taking advantage of the falling out, which has | prices to the bone. 3 Concerning the German press he is a building boom is in progress*as a|- Ryan Succeeds as Director of Military Relief, Washington.—The splendid work of hospitals of the army and navy for the Red Cross, has brought him promotion, He has been ordered to France to take charge of the 150 United States drmy ambulance sections on the French front. Colonel Kean is a great grandson of Thomas Jefferson. director general of military relief o! the Red Cross since June 15, 1916, duties to make ready t::+ hospital sys: John D. Ryan. tem for the impending war. No nation ever before organized base hospitals until it was at war and the wounded lying-on the ground needing attention, But so vigorous has been Colonel Kean’s work that the country now hag 42 army and 5 nay base hospitals, 18 hosp¥tal units and 50 ambulance com- panies ready for service, before a sin- gle regiment has reached the trenches, This organization has cost the Red Cross $2,400,000, The successor of Colonel Kean ad director general of military relief is John D.:Ryan, president of the Ana: conda Copper company, Oprere: eae PARSON RECRUITS FIVE AT A GERMAN PICNIC Superior, Minu.—Rev. A. M. arkness, Superlor’s “Fighting Parson,” attended a German pic- nic at Fergus Falls, Minn. Ac- cording to recruiting officers he induced five recruits for the reg- ular army. nanenes Bbasts 45 Languages. Cleveland, O.—Cleveland often has been referred to as the “melting pot” because of so many foreigners here: A tabulation of school census report shows that 45 languages are spoken in this city. Reconciliation. No matter how serious may seem the quarrel between the leading man and the “heavy” during each perform- ance, they are sure to make up before the next one. poop WORK WINS PROMOTION Colonel Kean Goes to Franee—John'b]' Col. Jefferson Randolph Kean, medical! corps U. 8. A, in organizing the base} He has been the} A Romance of the North MHantic “6 RANDALL PARRISH “AUTHOR: of “NY.LADY of the NORTH," MAID of the FOREST,” ETC. SYNOPSIS. | yacht. CHAPTER I-—Robert Hollis, one-time when he was detailed from his army| 8a captain, who tells the story, 1s a/ dream. guest on Gerald Carrington’s yacht, Es- meralda. It 15 supposed to be a “stag” arty and Hollis is sitrprised on discover- | | Ing a woman, who evidently wishes to re- ‘main unknown, aboard, “You seem very confident as to the truth of your: advices.” “I am; I know the men who have reported: to.me,” “I see; and consequently there are no women on‘ board?” “Women?” He made a swift, expres- sive gesture. “Certainly not. I wrote you to that effect,.I believe; at least I so instructed’;my,secretary. This '| voyage is primarily a business affair. Why should you ask thut question, Hollis? You have-met all my. guests.” I hesitated, yet: determined :to put him fully to the test. If he knew, ei- }| ther his face or manner would betray him, irrespective of his words. “T imagined I saw a woman on the !|deck last night, when I ventured out to learn why the engine had stopped. No doubt it was an illuston.”- “It surely must have been,” his voice evidencing surprise, “for I give you my word there is not a woman on this What, to your mind, did the creature look like?” “Nothing at all definite, a mere out- line in the gleam.of the stars. It may have ‘been an odd combination of shadow, but, at the time, I felt com vinced the vision was actually flesh and blood.” Carrington laughed heartily. “Dismiss it, my boy,” he said, his hand gripping the brass rail. “We may indeed have-ighost women on board, but no flesh and blood ones. Better join us on deck, and let the sun and wind clear your brain—perhaps the champagne caused the mischief?” “Hardly,” I answered, adopting his mood, “as I did not touch any. How- ever, I will join you presently.” I watched him disappear through the companion, stirring;iny coffee noncha- lantly enough. Yet-{ was not satisfied ; Carrington did not know, possessed no suspicion; nevertheless I remained convinced there Was a woman on board the Esmeralda. CHAPTER II. 1 Meet the’ Mystery. ‘Before the even’ag'meal had ended— ‘| the ‘party still’ lugering In the cozy quarters below cvér “their coffee and | clgars—the yacht ence again got under way, and steamed slawly eastward down the Sound. It was blready dusk when we returned to the deck and resumed card playing beneath the awning, elec- tric lights sparklingfoverhead. I never recall a softer, sweeter air. The men behind me were sgain discussing the war news, but their, voices scarcely reached my eurs, ~Once I leaned for- ward, observing the red and green lights of an approaching steamer, as our siren spoke, but ‘was altogether too negligent to cross the deck and watch the stranger ‘pass by. The fact was I could not banish en- tirely from. mind the recollection of that woman. whom I had seen in this very spot the night before. Thad ac- tually seen her—it was no vision, no No doubt Carrington had faith in what he said, and possessed no sus- picion whatever of her presence on the yacht. But she was here nevertheless —why, how, for what purpose, by whose help I could not conjecture—but that she actually existed and was 'hid- den somewhere aboard, I had not the slightest doubt, and I must solve the s mystery alone, But how could I prove the vision true? how establish, at least to, my own satisfaction, her identity, and pur- pose? I thought ft all over ‘again and again. If Carrington was’ unaware of her presence—and of this I really no longer felt any doubt—then she must have slipped aboard unseen, or, per- chance, aided and abetted by one of the crew. Somewhere below, where discuv- ery was not probable except through accident, she was kept in hiding. Yet to accomplish this she would need as- sistance. She must have had ald io getting ‘aboard unseen; someone who knew of a vacant eabin, and who could supply her with food. Only an offi- cer could hope to do this without arousing suspicion. Except for the en- gineer, Gault, whom I had not seen, but who was hardly in a situation to render such service, there were three who might be accomplices—the cap- tain, Turner, and the first and second ofticers—Hatch and Seeley. I dismissed all thought of the first two almost fn- stantly. Turner was an old sea-dog, @ former naval officer, unapproachable, and an extremely strict disciplinarian; while Hatch was a tall, lank, slow. spoken individual, never guilty of the slightest civility to anyone, Neither of these would ever aid and abet a woroan under any conceivable circum: stances. . Of the second officer, Seeley, I, re membered Carrington had mentioned the fact that he had been in his em- ploy for over ten years, He was the one most likely to Hsten to the plea of a woman, and to be deceived by her; and besides, as I suddenly recalled, it was during his watch on the bridge that the girf had ventured on deck seeking the fresh night air, Before the party finally broke up I had ouuined my plan. I was in no haste to retire, having slept more or less during the afternoon; I would re- main alone on deck, and see what hap- pened. We were steaming right gal- lantly now, and stars were finding rifts in the clouds theough which to silver the waves of the Sound. The first off- cer was still on the bridge, but Seeley would relleve him at twelve; there ‘was nothing for me to do but walt until then, ' I could better my position, however, and immediately did so. If the second officer really proved to be the accom: plice of the girl, he would very prob- ably take a rather careful survey of the deck aft before permitting her to venture forth from concealment. It his search disclosed my presetice, the young woman would doubtless be or- dered to remain below. My choice of position was easily determined. The flag locker was unusually commodious, as one of, Carrington’s hobbies was to dvess the ship. handsomely on: every COPYRIGHT AC 1% CL URG & CO. . gala Sccasion, and display the colors of all nations, It was built directly against the after rail, and back into its protective shadow I silently drew @ steamer chair, concealed myself be- neath the folds of a rug, and lay there quietly. ‘Time dragged, but finally the bell forward announced the hour for the change, of watch. I was sailor enough to comprehend the meaning of every sound, I heard someone walk hastily across the main deck, and descend through the companton—a seaman dla- patched to call the second mate, The two came back together. Five min- utes later, with no warning sound of approach, I became aware that some- one had quietly rounded the end of the cubin. The mate passed me by within a few ‘eet, so close, indeed, I could, distinguish the buttons on his uniform, and the white cap he wore. Nothing, however, could have occurred to arouse his suspicions, for the man did not even pause in his slow walk, but disap- peared ulong-the port rail, Fearing he might return, I remained motion- less, yet was doubly assured now that my suspicions. were about to be verl- fied. I dared not venture any explo- ration, Thus far my plan had worked nicely, and I could not now afford to risk discovery. She came so silently, like a gray shadow glidtng out of the night, that she was actually beside the rail, gazing steadfastly out at the sil- very water, before I was even clearly aware of her presence. I was scarcely willing to accept the evidence of my own eyes, yet urose slowly to a sitting posture to observe better, dropping the rug silently onto the deck. She heard no sound of the movement, and, with no suspicion of any other presence near, remained motionless, drinking in the soft beauty of the night, and breathing deeply the crisp salt air, I could see her plainly, silhouetted against the sky, illumined by the star- gleam which reflected upward from the water, her hands clasped on the rail, her form bent slightly forward, her skirts blowing lightly in the wind. She was slender and young, no doubt as to that, with a certain supple grace to her figure noticeable even in that quiet posture. Helped by the support of the flag locker, I ettained my feet noiselessly, only half determined cn the course 1 had better pursue. However, I was left no choice. Something served to startle her, to make her vaguely aware of some other presence on the deck. She turned, still grasping the rail with one hand, and confronted me. I caught a glimpse of her face, white and youth- ful, her big eyes staring at me as though in sudden terror. She stepped back, then straightened, slightly, her questioning eyes never leaving my, face, “I—I supposed myself to be alone,” she sald, the words uncertain, but the voice clear. “You are oné of the pas- sengers?” “Yes; I chanced to be still on deck when you came.” “Where? You were expecting. me?” T indicated the chair in the shadow,, but did not venture to moye. “I was lying here, covered by a rug, but did not see you until you appeared yonder at the rail. Why do you ash it I was expecting you?” She hesitated just an instant, but an swered frankly. “There was a man here last night, after the engines stopped, I believed then he failed to see me. Was it you, and are you here again tonight to make sure?” “You have guessed the exact truth,” 1 confessed, almost regretfully. “Last aight it was a mere accident, but to- night my presence here had an object.” “Indeed! What interest is it of yours?” lone directly, except as I am a friend to Mr. Carrington, the owner of this yacht, and also his guest. He assured me only this morning that there was no woman on board, and laughed at me for even imagining such a thing.- Naturally I desired to vindi- cate myself; then besides the mystery also had its attractions.” “No doubt! And now that you have progressed so far, what further do you purpose doing—turn me over to the authorities?” “I do not know,” I said honestly. “But I am in hopes you will trust me enough to explain your object in thus coming uninvited aboard. I should pre- fer being your friend, if that prove possible.” She did not answer, apparently hest- tating in surprise at my unexpected plea, and doubtful as to my sincerity. “What is your name?” “Robert Hollis; I live in Chicago.” She nodded, and I imagined the ex- pression of her eyes changed slightly. The merest semblance of a smile curved her lips. “I am rather glad you are my dis- coverer,” she said quietly, “for I know who you are. You are not altogether a stranger.” “Iam not!” I exclaimed in surprise. “Oh! I understand: Seeley has told you of me.” ‘s “Has he indeed! Why Seeley?” “Because I have some reason to be- Neve that the second officer is your special friend on board: that through his ald you have found concealment. Am I altogether wrong?” She laughed—the sound barely au- dible, yet evidence of her swift amuse- ment. “If I did not chance to know better, Mr. Hollis,-I should almost suspect you of being a lawyer,” she said cheer- fully. . “However, in spite of my prea- ent. position, I am inclined to be a truthful-person. I fear Mf. Seeley’s in- terest in me is altogether, or at least largely, mercenary. I. will confide in you, and confess that he has already cost me one hundred dollars, and heaven alone knows how much more will be required before we attain deep water, when I hope to be free from bondage.” : “Good! I am encouraged; now you will tell me more?” She shook her head. “Not another word, sir. So ‘far, as they say in New. York, ‘you have the goods on me,’ and denial would-be-use- less, Of course, I might have told a falsehood. -I am. perfectly capable. of so doing, and had I been conversing with some others on board, I would have chosen to do 80.” “Which would-seem to imply: that you possess @ measure of confidence in me?” “I do, Mr. Hollis,” quietly. “Seeley must have given me a most excellent reputation, and deserves re- ward.” “Mr. Seeley gave me your name as one of the passengers, nothing more. I cannot at present explain when, or how, I acquired my information regard- ing you. To you I am a perfect stranger, and must remain so, but, by some good fortune, I chance to know enough of you to trust you thoroughly asa gentleman, You understand what I mean?” Her eyes met mine ‘frankly; they were cleat, honest eyes, and I felt that I read their direct challenge. “Perhaps so,” I answered with a feel- ing of disappointment. ‘You mean 1 am to ask no further questions? to. for- get, if possible, your presence on board?” “Yes; can you do thig?” “Well, to be perfectly frank, I am not altogether certain that I can, or that I ought. I am Mr. Carrington’ guest, and owe him a certain loyalty you admit that?” “Yes,” “Have I a right to conceal from my host the knowledge, which I have dis- covered, that a strange young woman has been hidden on board his yacht by one of his officers?” “That must depend altogether on your sense of duty to both Mr. Carring- ton and myself,” she returned calmly, “Do I appear like.g thief? a conspira- tor? or ia any way a desperate charac ter?” “You appear a most charming young woman, whom I should be very glad to know.” “Thank you,” and her lips smiled, “Then my case is not quite hopeless. As a ‘most charming young woman’ 1 unreservedly yield myself to your pro- tection. I.cannot. tell you who I am, nor why I am on board the Esmeralda secretly, but I’gtve you my word of honor that no harm: shall result from my presence to any of your friends, and I only request you to remain sl- lent for a few hours langer.” “You intend later to reveal yourself to others?” “As soon ‘as ‘the yacht is safely at sea, beyond ‘all possibility of putting me ashore.”, * 1 confess I was: puzzled, uncertain; my duty to Carrington seemed clear enough, and yet’ theve was that about the girl which gave me faith fn her pledge. She read my hesitation. “You still doubt me, Mr. Hollis?” “No, it is pot doubt, yet I know 80 little. You will at least trust me with your name?” are a ‘ Her eyes fell, shadowed by their long” lashes, For a moment ‘she looked out across the rajl,.at the dark water be- yond. ik see Han “So far-as I can—yes,” she answ-:ed soberly, “You may ‘call’ me, Vere.” fv’ lege ees gnc CHAPTER It, | War, and a Copper Pool, “Vera,” I echoed, in some way” vaguely conscious. of a strange famil- larity with the word,. yet. utterly un-; able to immediately recall.the associa- - tion, “that must -be- your given, not your family name?” : Disa “And. you are not éven satisfied at this evidence of my trust?” she quee * toned’ lightly. “Usually it is consid ered quite a compliment to be permit- ted to call a lady. by her given name— yet I grant you, a stranger, this privi- lege.” é “To which I am not. insénsible; yours is not a common appellative, yet I have known’ someone so named. be- fore,” i * “Indeed! A friend?”. : “Well, really, I cannot say; I haven't , quite figured ft out ‘yet; only the mein- ory haunts me oddly, as something I ought to reniember.” . “Or else forget,” she interrupted quickly. “What do you say if we blot out all this mystery, and just be natu- ral for a while?, Have you the. slight- est knowledge of where we are, Mr. Hollis? What is that light flashing out yonder?” * “Montauk point,” I answered, , fa- stantly recognizing the peculiar flash. “The eastern extremity of Long island. We shall be breasting the Atlantic by daylight if all is well. I have good Teason to remember Montauk.” “Yes? You were there?” “Once; why, it was sixteen years ago at the close of our war with Spain. I served on the St. Paul, and we came up from Cuba loaded with sick and wounded soldiers — Michigan troops mostly—and put them ashore at Mon- tauk. I was little more than'a boy then, and the suffering witnessed made & deep impression.” i “You were a sallor?’ “I was twelve years at sea; my fa- ther was a large ship owner. I left the sea when I was thirty; I had arisen to command, my father died, and I decided I had had enough. I sup- pose I seem quite ancient. to you?” “Indeed you do not. I think it is wonderful for you to. fight your way like that, when your father was rich. It was a man’s work. Tell me about it. Your sea life, I mean.” ‘The eagerness of her voice . must have touched a responsive chord,. for almost before I realized my purpose, I began speaking. I began at the ‘first, Telating my life as cabin boy, and as man before the mast, my first voyage as mate, and the experiences’ of: my earliest command. I told of shipwreck in the South seas; of a battle for life in the Indian ocean; of strange peoples met in every quarter. of the earth; of fighting windy gales off the Atlan tle coast, and the silent desolation of tropic seas. Breathless with interest, she questioned’ me, and’ I answered, feeling the magic of her eves on my : rn (Continued tomorrow) | | |