Evening Star Newspaper, January 10, 1926, Page 78

CTHE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTOXN, SABRI BY JAMES FRANCIS DWYER. Until He Saw a Chance for a Fight, John Willoughby Denton Had Felt Despondent. POLE AUDI king cards from Loup. Why slightest 1 Puu hive in_a sealed glass jar. Because It carries the of the perfume that bri made for her over 30 vears iree times in ot pened that sesled jar to let persons admire the fragrance. opened it king of Eng for @ former President of ndid republic. and once for Bernhardt. Ay, for Bern who hegged me to sniff of the lost £u It ier bon with delight! “Mon Audi * she murmured, ‘if y ms ounce of that perfurie to « fisherwoman in the GIER, t swept the playi the table, ook s vest pocket gold-cased pencil d proceeded to total the numerous | | entries made on the back of the menu. £ he game with i Amerean | One «d come 1o an end and the drunken | kand n of figur resembl your spl cipher-made | the divi Tower of Pl hardt winnin a it or you ot i igh in_ ths vatt | cher that concerr t glorious the sex to here is we his h ble a score cotu th ure of the Le represented Aud s its or ur which ¥ or caters, Halles Centrales she that the 1 in th o pur | JSIGHT hours later th i “ miasquernding cleverly e of 1tk e cablegrans, rode into the gorgeous suite occupied by John Willos 1hy Denton: rode trimmph: Iy silve alver car negro let had collecte rom the pompous ¢ exclusive Carlton. Denton irred, rubbed turned leepy son the negro and murmaur “Morning. Peter Morning. Jack “What h got, Peter Kebblegrams, Cap'n he silve rrying the Boc Fate, approached the bed. Young Denton reached out @ hand, toc uppermost section of the Boot, | with sleep-dulled ey 'he absolute inc hi months.” " @ mere 1 hased from mitable have Boot of Tt dimie in the 556 cut-zl ulle as splen Leloved, A rier on a s 1 macer niz from of blossoms for my lady’s tons 0 e aff verl Denton sweet 1 Youns opened Dentor Dollar-born tods of the mes On the ser pasted punctuzted to the bine 1 m e tape-) m ran an u « scrap vith you tomorrow to bed no « Hotel smash wall othing saved b futher. Jack Denton to ne He caught the nesro and tried valiantly to grin. Lvidently the second cable was filed little r than the one Denton 1 digested. Also it was plain that knowledge of the English the first telegraphist pos. ssed was lacking in the operator | who took the second from the wire, words, strange the French htning-jerker, were run together hout of any kind, and this curious verbal privicy m the message appear more weepful eglike than the first Denton Carlton lhopegone solvencyshattered—com- ash everrecorded un nerveswrecked Cunnes big street, ubse ruin nnot come send unlucky Slowly with mon morn I chase a dres he world 3 sz ucky; but wha 1old you before that Always and always. It is for that forever unhappy. In my ihere comes to me the great an { am made mad with visions o ng le parfum perdu Denton showed little about_a smel haven shrieke a said De I have ¢ and old man. * % x It's just a way Hotel perfumes and- No insult meant LITTLE silence offended dignity n the man whose knowledge of ex site odors was startling, am unloved by women becaus not handsome.” he said_quietl sometimes 1 think that I § lov to all the beautiful women the world. Do you understand? Th wonderful essences that I make—es. |y scences that carry my name, my sig nature, sit on the dressing tables of ten million grandes dames! Oui! The most shapely fingers touch the little ! .. phials that my perfumes, the 4400 miles from home and we're bank- most charming lips utter my name!| rupe What used you to do when you Tonight how many 1o women haveljost a large sum of money at craps whispered ‘Audigier” How many vou think? Thousands! I thrill when I think of it! Mais ecoutez! My per fumes are me! Parfum and Audigier are synonymous! They are the Siam- | ese twins in the world of wosds!” Monsieur Anatole Audigier stared out at the moonlight-flooded prom- enade of Canmes. For a long minute he looked, then he spoke again “A shrewd, clever people are Americans,” he said softly. Wi never equal you. ever: Why? That| The sun-kissed Cote @' Azur became I will tell vou. We French have|suddenly repugnant to John Will nursed and petted the little emotions [oughby Denton. He avoided the that you laugh at. I read your great Crolsette and moved by side streets magazines and I study the advertise-|upon the railway station. lle longed ments. Oui, I love advertisements.|for some’ Pace, quiet and peaceful, Rut most—they are of things good for | where he opuld think he body. I turn a page and find the | He reached the station without an advertisement of Audigier! Ma chere | encounter. A big express was walt annonc t is a feast for my spirit|ing to charge southward to the Ital I read it over and over, and just when|jan border. Denton shuddered. In think that Anatole Audigler is—|that direction lay Antibes and Nice, A\ at is that v say? Ah, big pump-| Monaco, Monte Carlo and Menton kin! Well, fust when I think 1 am|There, in untold numbers, lived the Lig pumpkin I remember le parfum |carefree rich that he wished to avoid. perdu, and I cry! I cry, my freind! 1| With wits a trifie rattled he stag cry for !gered across the tracks to the morth crept recover The thing seemed like howl. Pe . sprin drawn-out e id John Willoughby Den from the bed, “we're get me? Dad has been his last dime by sharks Street. Get me a scrap of out of my dinner jacket. astounded negro’ obeyed. e 1 Denton the slip of paper and the young man stared at the amount he owed Audigier. Peter,” continued the young man, we're in a bad way. We're about ely a and couldn’t pay “Why, Cap'n,” answered Peter, “Ah | jest went at away quick to another town.” E “That can't be done here," said Denton. “That's not playing base hall, Peter. Great snakes! This has jolted me. Get me that tweed suit, will you? I'm going to take a walk in the country to clear my head. Zowie! First thing in the morning! No, the can | heavy shoes, Peter.” 1Y . ey i £ 1 /4 £, THE ASTONISHED MAGISTRATE ORDERED JOHN WILLOUGHBY RELEASED. Ars et her take | would be queen | | Joln Willoughby Denton tore the message into fragments and with un- | seeing eyves stared long at the de- ‘serted road. de came a distrub. n the road that led small American car whose buzzing brought into the si lence of the morning the same feeling of troubling effort that a trapped fly | brings 1o a dew-wet wel The sole occupant of the car was As she came toward the spot Denton was sitting she slowed {down the car and leaning forward ex umined the wall that separated | the property opposite the young man's sheltering tree from the public highway. More properly speaking. | the wall of rough stone prevented the m from falling into the The terraced vinevards were fully feet above the road; a 100 yards ha om the wall, the gable of an old house showed through a gap in the| | olive trees ! The girl piloted the car | wull and shut off her wonde | to the on. He he swung warped farm_w fume !upon the countr ing clamor. Do to Grasse 0 zainst the igine. Dentos why she had not driven on trunce some 50 yards farther had noticed the gatewny by wind and sur told curious that th s known as “Le Jurdin par ind the proprietor’s name “Jacques Larousse I The girl glanced up at the top of wall, stepped resolutely on the then, clutching the projecting | stones of the wall, she started to clmb. ! John Wiiloughby Denton was de lighted. Here was mys THE was athletic She of her little tan crevices and climbed steadily Denton had a desire to offer help. b | he restrained himself. The fuct that she did not use the gate to invade the property of Jacques Larousse told him thut his presence would not he | altogeth to her liking. He mizht, to | ease hix conscience, have shut his | | eves but—well, he didn’t shut his eyes | o The girt reached the top of the wall | and t upon the sods banked aguinst ‘ |1t. She took off her hat, fanned her- | ]scl( gracefully, and adjusted her har. Glorlous hair! The young man in the |shuge felt that the halr attracted every sumbeam in the countryside. | Then she stood up, and dived into the | trellised vines that lay between her | * land the house. i Willoughby Denton sighed | | softly as she disappeared from view. | For the time being the cablegram from | | Daphne Louise Vanbrugh was thrust | from his mind. Men are like that. | | “Never saw anything that pleased | ime more,” murmured the young man. “I'd pay any price—" He stopped short in h From the trellised grape which the girl had dived came a terrifyving vell followed by a little | scream of alarm. Denton sprang to | Ihis feet. He heard the crashing of | {vines that suggested pursuit, then | { upon the top of the wall a | her halr loose, upon her face. | She fell upon her knees, gripped the | top of the wall and dropped into the {roadway at a point some 10 yards from | the place where she had parked the car and, as she dropped, her pursuer | appeared upon the wall at a spot im- mediately above the machine. He was | a middle-aged, dark-skinned and de- | cldedly unprepossessing Pan, but | | keenly alert to the advantage he had | sained. Pan dropped from the wall as the | &irl rushed to the machine. He clutch- | | ed her he sprang upon the running | bhoard, and he shrieked his grievances {in that queer mixture of French and | {Italian that Is called Nicois, and is | used greatly by the working classes of | ! the Riviera. | *“You thought 1 was away cried Ah, mademoiselle, 1 caught vou! What is your busines Twice vou have trespassed on my | !place! "I have been watching for | you? The girl tore herself away from the | fellow. She ducked cleverly as he | clutched at her. The ugly Pan stum- | | bled, then as he turned to pursue he | collided with a tall, athletic young man who had apparently sprung from the white dust of the roadway | “Pas s! vite, monsieur,” said Denton | {softly. “Go slow, old horse. Better| soliloquy. ines into | " he have | DENTON TO BE I;lMEDIATELY “It is spoken of as Sabri by those | side of the station. A little train was who know. No other nume. It was! waiting, its engine puffing excitedl made by Paul Sabri of Grasse, and | Denton asked its direction. “Grasse, he gave it his name. He knew! ‘This | monsieur,” answered the conductor. is Sabri,’ he said, when he had per“act- | Denton climbed aboard. The little ed it, and for 80 vears men kave | train was going to Grasse, la Cite des dreamed of Sabri. Of Sabri that ig no | Fleurs. The young man told himself inore!” | he would ride up into the soft coun- Jack Denton was silent. The grief | tryside and there walk the soreness of the great parfumeur was intense.!from his soul. Audigier made a dramatic gesture | vith a white and carefully mani | QPRING sat upon the countryside. ““"h 1 rwoad Elve & million TreneS |’ 1t soothed John Willoughby Den for the rec his nigl e criec : Two million! Ouil 1 would give|ton. He left the train and walked, more! They say he made but one litre | and ufter a time he felt strong enough it, and he made that for a girl he | to tackle the third cable, the reading joved madly. It is love that makes of which had been postponed. He men do all the great things! This girl | sat down in the shade of a big olive -she lived at Tourettes-sur-Loup—she | tree and took the message from his tossed Paul Sabri aside and ran away | pocket. e opened it and read it to America with a sailor. A sailor! A | slowly. ommon matelot”’ | The sender of this third message “Sailors get the girls,” said Denton | had left nothing to the poor intelli- <leepily. gence of telegraph operators. The Audigier hissed his scorn of seamen. | “stops” had heen thrown in regard- Paul Sabri was a genfus” he cried. | less of expense. It ran: A great genfus! e was sensitive,| John Willoughby Denton, Carlton and that girl ruined his life. He closed ' Hotel, Cannes, ~ Alpes - Maritimes, his parfumerie and disappeared. And | France. Please consider our engage: the perfume called Sabri was lost to!ment at an end stop returning all the world. Lost! Listen, my good |gifts sent by you stop leaving for iriend. In my laboratoies at Paris |Japan today stop no forwarding ad- there I8 a little handkerchief once ldress stop de not write. Daphne used by that girl of Tourettessur i1 Vanbrugh i ! get back to your olive trees and leave { the young lady alone. Comprenez- vous?" Pan, in the person of Jacques Larousse, was in a temper and would not have understood the command if it had been given in better French than Denton had at his command. He was angry and he attempted to push the young man aside. Mr. Denton resisted. The farmer made the unlucky mistake of attempt- ing a free punch at the unprotected | jaw of the best middleweight i Harvard had ever sponsored and was much surprised to find that the at- tempt brought him into a sitting po- sition in the dust. | The fellow dragged himself upright, stood for a moment glaring at his op- | ponent, turned and started to run} !down the white road that led to Grasse. His speed increased. Denton watched him with a feeling of fascina- tion till the voice of the girl roused him. Where—where did you come | from?” she asked, speaking in Eng- lish. t John Willoughby Denton pointed to | the clump of olive trees on the other | side of the road. “I was resting in the shade,” he said. The violet eves that were upon him hen yon—then yom i Then into the sweet hush that was | | Grasse rondway | He'd sh | little pt ! their interest ! the | had dug. The spade became a | news of the enemy’s o that 1 & | saw me climbing the wall>” cried (i il Denton saw that it was a moment when he should snatch the standard of Ananias “I was asleep,” he said quietly. d ‘“1" jou have been kind.” stam ered the girl, VO er § 0 freraiuisis I wonder if you Denton “Dig? fession. digging i look like 3 cents wh shifting dirt. 1 can v, Quick then!” interrupted thé girl ‘Come with me! He's running to ; for the gendarmes. Come! i Ther no time to spare!” | * % ok % S/ ran swiftly toward threw buck he cried. “Why, T mean m: hi; that's trade. shouders my pre I ‘mes hen it come 0 nd Denton raced after her. | wis aquiver with excitement. It in fected Denton. He became her slave without questioning her motives. It was Springtime and there was magic in the afr. The girl took & serap of paper from her pocket, made a quick survey of « &reen stretch of lawn that lay between the gable end of the house wnd the highroud. then hurredly paced off the distunce. She made a rapid eal culation with w penetl, rushed to a spot midway hetween the dwelling and the wall banking the highway, then cried out to Denton; “Get u Quick! Please! Dig here Lenton found a spade and 1 cutho Dig”? Good he her that he could dig’ The gir]l spent the rushing cen the trench and the top of the fluoking the road. Her horror cques Larousse should returr gendames before Ler quest eyes bl W We The girl a pick in vens! with il “Hurry must Hy beat Ty the; perspiration stre; g £ Denton. Ife shed his coat and vest Dirt was in his hair, in his ears and eve Dig? Why, he would df tunael through the Alps for her! Denton had tore a hole some 3 feet deep and aboutd feet wide when the girl stopped him. ‘‘Wait & moment!” she cried. “Wait! It—it should be here! Look! You ean by this plan! See, there is the marked, plain And here d. See! Route National a Grasee. Now the spot mar the cross is midway. Yet—vet it, please!” John Willoughby De: took the in his dirt-besrimed hands The girl placed a finger on the cross and fc the moment the young man could see nothing but the finger. He thought it the sweetest little finger he had ever seen Denton hopped from the hole and hurrledly checked the measurements Tt was center all right, b unpro ductive center. He paused to consider while the girl made another flving trip to the wall to see the ene i ra Ci 1ook n | was fn ¢ She uttered a little cry of terror as she examined the white road. *They're coming!” she cried. “A mob of them' Oh, look!” Tm: young man rushed to the wall. Far off down the white road moved a compact human mass; 12 or more persons seemingly urged along by something of great importance They were fuily half a mile off, vet in their ultimate des. tination was visible at that distance. Thefr heads were thrust forward; at times they broke into a jog trot. In Denton there welled up an extriord nary hatred of them A cry of anguish came from the lips of the girl, a cry that stirred Denton. The something that she destred could not be found and his inability to find it made him angry. He turned again to pace the distance between the wall and the house, and it was then he made the discov There outeropping of a second four feet nearer the house! cried the young man. has been shifted outw the plan! Th the cross will be on this fully Loc road wall That alte by the place where I am digging them! T get it:” He dashed back to the pit “The rd! side of Watch that he terrible implement of destruction. The girl tried to approach, but the storm of splattering dirt prevented her. Irom outside the geyser of soil she sereamed roach. “They are running!” she shouted. John" Willoughby Denton did not pause. The girl ran back to the wall took a frightened glunce at the road, and sprinted to the dirt geyser “They're at the bottom fence!" she cried. Denton was invisible. The hole was erupting clods in a most appalling manner. He took no notice of her warning. Once more the girl made a recon- naissance. With- flving feet she re- turned to the digeer. op! Stop! she screamed. “Thev are here! Th police! Stop! Please, please! Stop! The spade beat a tattoo upon some- thing that had got in its path. Den ton, half blinded with flying soii, dropped the implement and fell upor his knees. With hungry fingers he rooted out the obstacle The face of the girl, blanched with terror, was above him. He thrust the thing into her hand: “Run!" he gasped. ““Run!” The murmurs of the upproaching battalion came to his ears as he sprang from the hole. He pushed the girl toward the road “Run for the car!” he shouted. it! I'Il hold 'em off till you get clear Run The trim little car had its nose pointing toward Cannes. The girl dropped from the wall and ran toward it. her, and as the two gendarmes in the lead of the approaching pack rushed | to head off the fair one, Mr. Denton gave his college vell and charged them. A most ridiculous thing to do. John Willoughby charged between the two and as he plunged through he seemed to expand. At least that is what the two policemen thought They were lifted up and hurled vio- lently in different directions. The young man howled again and plowed forward. The group behind the gendarmes attempted to get out of his way.' They couldn't. Denton crashed through them, wheeled anc drove at them again. For a second he had a glimpse of the car. The girl was in the seat, the engine was strumming. He lifted up his head and bayed as he hit Jacques Larousse with a driving shoulder and sent the farmer into the middle of the road. A great madness was upon young Denton. A splendid madness.” The two gendarmes leaped upon him like pair of bobcats. He dragged them with him and stopped the rush of a burly farmer who was making for the car. face of the girl turned In his direction as if she thought a rescue possible. e howled at her to fly. He heard the roar of the engine, saw a swift flash in the sunshine, then he coi- lapsed beneath three-hundredweight of {human flesh. * ok k% } "THEY put young Mr. Denton in the cooler till the following morning They asked him his name. He sald it was “Smith.” wished to send a message to friends. He assured them that he had no triends. Consul Americain No" he shouted. In his pockets they on his behalt? found a serap I can make a steam shovel | the gate | “that led into “Le Jardin parfume’ spade! | spot marked | clawing | “Beat | John Willoughby Denton followed | He thought he saw the whuel They asked if he| Should they acquaint the | and lie bravely. He did so. | AS THE TWO GENDARMES 1IN { THE LEAD OF THE APPROACH- { ING PACK RUSHED TO HEAD | OFF THE FAIR ONE, MR. DEN. 1 TON CAVE HIS COLLECE | YELL AND CHARGED THEM. of paper on which was written: “Owe A. 42,350 francs.”” There was also a pocketknife, 80 francs in bill ettes, matches, a gold wat chain, two opera tick and, more surprising than anything else to the | searchers, little plan marked “Proprete Jacques Lar Route Nationale, Cannes u' G Dent had omitted to return it to the gir | after he had made the discovery con cerning the second stone wall It was this plant that puzzled the court on the morning following the young man's arrest. Denton an noyel the preslding magistrat, re fusing all information regarding the plan and his reasons for digging small well on the farm of Mons | Larousse, and the case was at a st: <tl when there came an interr The avoeat of the bar Cannes eat haste hurriedly intimated that he appeared for the prisone A pompous, person avoeat Gendarmes and witnesse, cringed be e him. [le made Jacques Larousse wish that he, Jacques, had died when he was a little bit of 4 haby He asked Monsfeur Larousse he knew that Americans had come to France in millions to help the French against an enemy. Jacques admitted that he had heard of the happening. Well. then, with that information ir his head why did h parsue and in sult a young American lady who h nade a simple trespass on his farm Insult so violently that the pris ner, a chivalrous American, had to interfere! Jucques tried to avocat would not let | dressed the court. It | matter. A young lady wished to make < little hole on the farm of Monsieur Larousse, possibly to plant a flower jor a litdle tree. Who knows? La rousse pursues her, abuses her, and lays hands upon her. The prison { interferes. A gallant voung gentle {m He digs the hole and helps he » escape from the cowardly Lorousse { “Mon Dieu!” shricked the avocar. “De | we not owe comething to these Amer; ans’ Have we not given them the | Eround in which their gallant deac re lald> And this fellow Larousse would {mprison this man for a pinch of_dirt!” The astounded magistrate ordered John Willoughby Denton to he im mediately released. The uvpcat shook hands with the voung man. | “I am pleased.” said the lawyer | “Very pleased. I was instructed by a voung lady. I do not know her name, sir. You owe me nothing. My | fee has been pald.” * % | JOHN WILLOUGHBY | ¥ walked out of court in time to pre. vent i very angry nesro from {ing the much-depressed M. Larousse. | “Stop that, Peter velled the ma “What's the matter with i Nuthin’, Cap'n,” replied Peter Ah jest had a big achin’ to kill that {man most dead!" “What are vou explain doing up here? whispered Peter., all | fixed up most nicetul | What's fixed up | Willoughby. Why, ebberythi | “That there Smell King gem'man. Yassuh. Ah knowed yo' was here if it j that there man. This mornin’ he calls {me an' says, "Moose-ear, d'vou know this pusson? An’ with that.he shows | me a picture in the French paper that is like you but not near enough like |¥ou to make any one who doesn't | know vou intimately think it's vou. | Ah says, yes “it's snapped John aid the valet acted like wouldn't a wasn't fo , Denton turned and gripped the coat tollar of the negro, “My photograph” he cried. photograph was in th ver? and| DENTON “Do vou tell me that my | “In tluis mornin’, Cap'n,” stumme ed the valet. “One o' these Frenchie | snapshutted you when they pinched you an’ they put it in the paper an all bout——"* John Willough Denton groaned He would he recognized in all the re sorts of the coust " he roared. “What happened ther Peter took long breath. “That | there Smell King read me bits o' that | | paper.” he spluttered, “then he savs to | me, *Moose-eur u go swift thin’ an’ " bill at the office an th Jack's Egage nn’ Leat it up to with that ) Cap'n, that lten thousan' in Pay the bill an’ jover to Cap'n want to get away from h k to Paris 'cause his pic he paper an’ he must have moneys or his ticket.” So Ah paid the bill an’ |took an ottymobil an' heah's the change. Tt's efght thousan' o' these rancs things an'——" Peter's speech was suddenly ff by the iron fingers of his n ‘You scoundrel!” roared Denton d M. A gier that 1 was with You told bhim cablegrams! Tell the this French moneys. ve the stuff you hi Jack, he sa Ot ahbout those truths” ap'n, don't choke n pleaded Peter. “I'l tell you, Cap'n. That| Smell King jest asks me natchelly if ou had lot's o' /money with you, an’ Al jest gives a suggestioning that vou had a bit o' bad news in them kebblegrems an’ he saye—Cap'n, don't hit me! Don’t! Nossuh! Ah said nothin' to harm vou at all OHN WILLOUGHBY DE rived in Paris en u Thursday after noon. A liner was leaving Ch | bourg for New York on the following | Saturday he hurriedly reserved second-cluss accommodation for him self und a steerage b h for Peter { It took a vast number of francs to equal & dollar. Denton spent Thursday night small hotel near the Madelel Friday morning he strolled | Avenie de l'Opera and | handmaiden of the Fate: sailing directions to the John Willoughby { that isle of safety at the top of the avenue. He w little despondent nd he eved the sidewalk moodily Out of the traffic tide swung a taxi The machine shouldered the cu and « the fare descended Denton's down cast eves suw a neal American shoe connected with an exquisitely turned inkle. The shoe and the ankle un ssed memories « white road. small car, little W buds that had | escaped the robber performers, a slop ing wall, a girl climbing! i Denton dived forward. He over the girl in the middie of the avenue >ardon!’ he cried, “T have- I have something of yours that I—I forgot to return to you. It's a pian f a farm on the road to 2 The girl turned and stared at Den ton with great violet eyes and Der ton hlushed und stammered under her gaze. They each talked without listening | to the other. Denton stammered his | thanks for the legal aid she had paid| for. She chattered at the help he| had given her. And. ves. she had| asked the avocat to get the name and ddress of his client, but in his con celt at securing an acquittal he had forgotten ‘The stupid fellow' he hiad wished to write to tell the nature of the treasu Did he think it gold or jewels? No, no, it was neither! | Denton came back to earth. He TON ar-| at a on up the | there the handed ‘nexw American was standing on ass BY SAUL POLIAK. at Bibane in Morocco. a low ridge were men of the Foreign Legion fighting with i the French, soldiers of fortune all, to whom battle was life itself. And | beyond the ridge, intrenched, were the Riffs, fierce native warriors of Islam, scofting at death in the glorious belief 1!?\:1( heaven was a certainty for the man who died in battle against the according to Prince Aage of Denmark, ycaptain in the Foreign Legion, ag: {whom he has ever fought. | Prince Aage arrived in New York recently, and is now on a lecture tour of the country. Before Spring he will return to Morocco. With him the ! prince brought some exciting tales of | the Moroccan campaign. It was at the battle of Bibane, where platoon after platoon of leglonnaires { was wiped out by the deadly marks | manship of the Riffs, that Prince Aage | witnessed the most extraordinary deeds of bravery in his long career |a soldier of fortune. | Bibane, atop a_great plateau, was | { the key position of the northern front. i In the middle of April the Riffs began their attack upon the fortress. Pene- | trating the French line, they burned | the villages and killed the chiefs of the | tribes friendly to the French, then |compelled the natives to join their own forces, The northern front is 383 kilometers long, and the French at that time did fnot have enough troops in Morocco to defend the entire line. All available forces were immediately called out to i{stem the Riff attack, and to defend | Bibane until the arrival of reinforce- ! ments. Prince Aage and his company were ordered to Tefrent, the head post of the sector. all that was going on about Bibane. The Riffs had surrounded the fortress early, and the 53 men of the little gar- rison were fighting for their lives. Again and again Prince Aage led his men in vain efforts to relieve the besleged fortress. Each time they were flercely repulsed by the Riffs. On May 19 two battalions were dispatched to Bibane in another ef- fort to drive off the besiegers. But every attack resulted cnly in terrible losses. This could not go on, and on May 25 the French determined to attack the Riffs with all their forces. The Riffs anticipated the attack and at_once began to dig in entirely about Bibane. “The fight ' that followed,” relates o) Prince Aage Christian invaders—the bravest men, | nst) From there they could see | | Prince Aage, “was one of the fiercest | EN vards apart lay two armies | that I've ever -gone through in Mo- [men w Behind | rocco. We opened our attack at o | {o'clock in the morning, and fought | our way right up to the Riff trenches. | Again and again we tried to break | through. But the fire was too mu | derous. Our men were falling like | flies. 1 was leading a bomb squad. We forced our way up to within 10 vards | of the RIff trenches. There was a | little rise here and we lay flat on our | stomachs. It was sulcide for a man to look over that ridge. There would }be just a thud and the man would fall. The RIffs are superb marks. men. “From where we lay, pressed against the ground, we could see the activities of the rest of our line. There was an open place of s vards in the ridge, and we saw company preparing to rush the | | trenches through that break. “The command came for the at.| tack. The men darted out. The RIffs opened fire. It was deadly. In a few moments the entire company had been wiped out. The break in | the rise was filled with dead and dying men. The cries of the wound- | ed added to the horror. “And then 1 saw performed the bravest deed I recall in all my years | of fighting. A leglonnaire was crawl. ing along the rise toward the open place. He squirmed out into the gap. Bullets were hissing all about him. On and on he went. TFinally he reached the mass of dead and wound. ed. He grasped one of the wounded men and slowly dragged him to safety behind the ridge. “He returned, amid the storm of shot and shell, got another of his wounded comrades and carrled him safely back. : “Seven times he made the trip, in the face of that deadly fire. Seven | times he dragged a wounded comrade to safety behind the rise. And then, on his eighth trip, a RIff bullet found him and he lay dead among the men for whom he had given his life. I've never seen a braver deed.” After that, for a time, the fighting lagged. Both sides were resting after their terrific struggle. The Riffs had successfully repulsed every attack, with heavy losses to the French. At 1 o'clock in the afternoon the fighting was renewed. A ph}oon of ! | | the legion was sent on a madjcharge agalnst the trenches. It wad wiped out hefare reaching fts destination. A PTG ) He st she 1 it? She w The girl rtalkei 1 food of melody <he w her Ma d Tie o Denton. Of died suddenly A wondering zey girl for an instant over Denton I anything to the A most 1 Denton struggle found somethi made?” he gas Yes, ves! Agaln the Denton. He clung to the self. “I founa out, of the recipe,” she said am puzzled as to about it Johr sung ous periume. ug v hb you ha {pe I have it here swered the fat he wrote sake. but value Denton you wait Wit wh Promise =1 pror John Wil nton and the girl with the violet eyes sat at a table at the extreme end of the R Audigier ippe John Willoy, feet and waved to fumeur. Audigier waved down the room The § L dozen stopped and placed u whic T 1 Audigier Listen 16 me! [ I am 1 nose of Anatole 2 mistake’ It g0t it. Do not mus eve stronger! Ah, it is S Sabrit” e to me smell THE suests the ¢ fume: they murmured Audigier heard the spoke. dres n the room s of the | riser fragrances, to my nust Some beauti using @ pe of Denmark, in Conflict With Riffs, Recalls Deeds of Heroism second platoon mude the attempt mowed down . hodies fell on those of their who had gone before them Another b n was sent but it did not attack. Its off that it would be suicide to s men against these trenches. The their omrades cers saw d the Yy de: | termined to make the attempt them- | poured selves. Arming themselves with hand grenades, eight ofli by the battalion commander, the Riffs. As the little party advanced, the Riffs opened fire. The nine officers re- sponded by hurling grenades into the trenches. "On they dushed, throwing the deadly grenades. culously they ran through the r bullets and into the trenches The grenades had done their work. In their courageous attack, not one of the officers had even been wounded made for PRINCE AAG T TR ) in the (Copy | b | de P panie was one of the most brilliar s of the Morocec whole wiped out, grenades nine « had take was making milit Imm we charged. As the Riff trenches, fille . two Riffs rose to fig last. We had to k take a Riff pri them oner. “The Riff line was now broken, we presse { battalions plles. " “But Bi The 1ttt | ison of 53 men would be unable t hold it. and we could not spare a | gie ma it we did, the Rif voul {capture t. the head post of the | secte nnot Bibane, relieving ty nging in fresh suj ne was doomed. “As we were preparing to leave, t n command of the gar to the captain and sald now I'm sucrificed. I'll fight I cun. Please shake hand for last time, ve sergeant knew en days later, on June | taken by the Riffs, tman was killed. P ng | with me his fate 5. Bibag . Sun Loses Weight. A(‘C(IRI)L\": to estimates made 1 Sir Oliver Lodge, the sun loses 4 000,000 tons in weight every time ti ck ticks, says Popular Mechanic~ { The scientist declares that this shouli | accasion no alarm, however, for tho sun_can go on reducing at this rat for hundreds of vears und still furnis |the earth heat and light. The loss | sepresented In burning gases, the { ture of which is to e studied fur | when an eclipse occ i | Refrigerator Car Iced. A NEWLY devised elevated ice bo. for trucks, used in icir railroad refrigerator cars, has grept motor | simplifled that operation. lold system of icing, wh | trucks were used. three two tons of ice in refrigers partments of a single car in jutes. The new elevating body 1 | quires the services of two men me work in eight minutes, x 0 saving of 27 minutes Under thodie the