The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 25, 1916, Page 4

) Mamber of the Bertppe North The Seattle Poatoftie: nae Kotered at Seattle, v By mati, out of elty, one year, 02.8 The Conspiracy Against Star |‘: Pur matter th up to # mow Wilson in the Interest of Germany The conspiracy between Candidate Hughes and the p cans to drive President Wilson out of office because he rofessional German-Ameri- compelled war-mad Ger- many to conduct its submarine activities in conformity with international law, is the most un-American thing that ever has occurred in a presidential campaign. We use the word conspiracy advisedly. What other interpretation can be put upon the attitude of Hughes, who, knowing of the activities of these professional German-Americans, that their declared purpose is to discipline the president of the United States, by his silence and conferences with the Jeremiah O'Learys, consents to be the beneficiary? The “hundred per cent candidate” may talk about “un ns are meaningless. onal German-American he is black in the face. Such expres: But his attitude toward the prof ganda is full of meaning. diluted Americanism” until anti-Wilson propa- 3 It is the attitude of a man who is so obsessed with the ambition to gain the presi- | dency that he is willing to accept the office at the hands of those who brazenly put the | man-Americans are’ making against the president? interests of a foreign nation ahead of the interests of the United States. What other meaning can be read into the bitter fight which the professional Ger- They do not even try to cover up the motives that animate them. Has one of them said that he is against Wilson because he has betrayed America? No; the president has betrayed Germany in the interest of America, therefore, he must be defeated. This is the president's offense. For this, every voter with the fraction of a drop of German blood in his veins is called upon to drive Wilson out of the presidency and "to put Hughes in. Thank God, the loyal Americans of German extraction are not im- § with the propaganda of the “agitators” and enemies of this country. It was this influence more than any other that defeated Roosevelt for the Re- publican nomination and made Hughes the candidate. If Hughes should be elected it will be this influence that will have elected him. There is no getting away from this fact. It is the big outstanding fact of the campaign. The election of Hughes, under the circumstances, wou! that the majority of the American people disapprove of the _ dent Wilson against submarine murders. ld be notice to Germany firm stand taken by Presi- Tt is not at all unlikely that the final decision by the German government, as to ‘whether it shal! resume unrestricted submarine warfare, has been deferred until after the presidential election. When a vote on this proposition was taken in the German reichstag recently, the result was very close. Of course, the determining factor was President Wil son's ultimatum Let the German-Americans defeat Wilson on this issue as they are frankly trying | to do, with the assistance of Hughes, and the vote in the reichstag will be different. The whole situation is full of dynamite, and any man Hughes is, is unfit to be president lM That Glitters bugles, seqatins or fish scales. It is the same old glitter that attracted Pocahontas. For ls the Spaniards bought gold mines of the Aztecs centuries the Puritans traded them for broad acres of rich farm and today American sailors swap them with the Eski- for rare Arctic furs. The delight in glitter is a primitive and childish instinct. Tt is shine which first catches the infant's eye. _ Civilization has not resisted its tawdry claim any better han it has resisted the war instinct. In a decade of emotional in it is inevitable that beads and bullets should both hold | "s attention. | » Today women will pay $100 for a spangled gown which ty will be able to buy for $10 next year | But save your beads, ladies, for they come into fashion often as war. You'll need ‘em as long as the optic nerve onds pleasurably to the vibration of light, as long as the litory nerve joys in the beating of drums and the swish shrapnel. 1 | | obbery on Circuit | HE New York Herald, strongly for Hughes for presi-| dent, has this to say of one of the speakers on the} hes woman boosters’ train now making the circuit of| country : “In Chicago, in deference to the station of the audience, O'Shaughnessy, who wears large and handsome emerald diamond rings, turned the flashing gems inside her fin-| so that only the slender platinum wires showed.” | Do you get that “station of the audience”? Sounds un-| erican, doesn’t it? | Well, can there be anything more un-American than al | train financed and backed by the idle wives and daughters of iionaires and billionaires, and captained by woman speak- in rich sables and flashng gems, attempting to tell the lain people why they should vote against Wilson and for} lughes ? Wonders Are Commonplace TAT TH what breathless interest this country, 10 years ago, would have followed Victor Carlstrom’s plan to fly fhout stop and by daylight from Chicago to New York! Newspaper pages would have been filled with his exploits, h pictures and diagrams of his aeroplane, and predictions his success or failure. In this year of our war, with its wonder upon wonder on nd, in the air, and under the sea, Carlstrom’s projected, 5 Oh Joy! Y HE leading exponent of the Whitneys, the Lees, the Louie} Langs, Lafe Hamiltons, and other political adventurers, | the arch champion of “handpicking” and theft of delegates in! | 1912, the repository of “fake” letters and the guarantor of “duck ponds,” has come out in favor of the referendum! _ measures. Joy! hi Now the fight against these vicious laws is From the frozen north |) to the blazing tropics | aker's Cocoa who is a party to it, as Duke Calls Marriage LL that glitters is not gold, because most of it is beads,|Curse; Asks Pope to Let Him Call It Of ARCHDUCHESS MARIE DUKE OF ORLEANS Claiming his marriage to the Archduchess Marie Dorothea of Austria has been “the curse of his life,” the Duke of Orleans is ap- plying to the court of Rome for an- nulment of his marriage. The duchess won a sult for sep- aration in January, 1914, charging the duke with neglect because she was childless, Negro Goes to Bed With Whites When He Drinks Alcohol PORTLAND, Oct Ah couldn't control that alcobol, how 1.” explained BE. J O'Reilly, negro, when haled in police court to explain why, with- out invitation, he climed thru window and invaded the bed of two slumbering white men “Ah had five teeth extracted, an’ put alcohol around mah gums to assuage the misery But that aleo- hol jus’ wouldn't behave and kept sneakin’ down mah throat till Ah woke up and found mahse'f behind jist no ~ |bahs.” O'Reilly released on cond) tion that he apologize to his un. willing bedfellows FIRST SUBMARINE IS TO BE EXHIBIT NEW YORK, Oct The fore- was STAR—WEDNESDAY, OCT. 25, suanereennggranty A Novel A Week (Continued From Our Last teeu HAD gone scarcely six paces I when | hoard the crackle of footsteps on dead twigs some where ahead of m later a woman wi and a moment visible, 1 stood still, She did not see me till she |was close up. Then she gave & | wlight start and said, “1 beg your pardon, | trust | am not trespnas ing.” 1 looked at her, She was scarce more than a girl, pale and uomin- takably not of this country world 1 cannot say how she was dressed, But I saw that had very blue eyen on each side of a decidedly tilted nose. “Trespassing is a relative term,” sald 1. “You talk lke ‘Hill's Rhetorte’,” she smiled, with a quick glance at | my clothes. “Naturally,” 1 replied, “It was the text-book | formerly used with my classes.” There was a little gure from tbe girl. and elegance, that the great triumvirate ald. ‘Something like that, I believe,” aid I. “lam trying to forget.” Next Week “Shea of the Irish Bri forget in? It should be easy.” She smiled, and made to pass on. And in that moment, fro ar at hand, there rang out ibe solden |throb of a hermit thruwh, The | suddenneas, the nearness, tho wild ‘nese of this song made it inde ably thrilling, and the girl both stood rigid, breathiees, peering into the gloom of the pines, Agaip the call rang out, but a little farther away this time. She took a step as if to follow, and tn stinctively I put out my hand, grasping her arm to restrain her |So we stood and waited, but he | did not sing again Then in 4 hind of wonde girl turned her face to in a kind o ronder that TI was all holding her arm She appeared as nne Jove of it ant, tilt | let my hand fall, Then | she colored « little, smiled a little, and said, “What was it? peere anything so beautiful.” 1 ore “lL have always wanted to hear a hermit,” said wistfully, “Aad, ob, ft i# lovelier than I dreamed! I am going now be‘ore 1 get too | Jealous of you for having one all j your own 4 | “Don't go!” 1 sald impulsively. i’The hermit has never eung for me. That song must heve been in your honor “But 1 fear it is time for my supper,” she sald, with a little ner vous laugh. I found myself walking by her side thru the maples, and pointing out my house, “Oh,” she cried, “they made the front door out of a highboy! How jolly! Is it as nice inwid “It's going to be nicer, “Come and seo.” “I'll peep thru the windows.” she smiled. 1 led her to my new south door, proudly showing the new lawn and the terrace, and telling her where the roses were to be, and the sun dial, and dilating on the work my own hands had done. Then we peeped thru te glass doors Hard Cider had erected | the frame of the bookcase and | double settle One side of the | settle faced toward one smoky old fireplace, the other toward the second. | “What luxury!” she exclaimed | “Double fireplaces—twin fireplaces |—twin fires! That's it. Twin Pires’ | That ought to be the name of your | house.” | “You're right!” “T've never been able to think of « | name.” We walked to the road, but to | my surprise she did not turn to- | ward the village but toward Bert's. {A sudden light came. “Are you a brokendown board er?” I cried. | The blue eyes twinkled, but she made no reply. | As we entered the Temple's yard, Mrs. Bert stood in the kitchen door “Well, you two seem to have got jacquainted,” she remarked in | matter-of-fact tone. “Miss Good win, this is Mr. Upton I told you about Mr. Upton, this Js Miss Goodwin 1 told you about.” “Mrs, Temple,” sald I, “you are another, You didn't tell me. CHAPTER IV. The Ghost of Rome in Roses “Stella Goodwin “It's rather a pretty name,” | thought, as I read It on the flyleaf ‘YOUR SICK CHILD IS CONSTIPATED! LOOK AT TONGUE | | If Cro: | . Feverish or Bilious Give “California Syrup of Fig No matter what afls your child, a gentle, thorough laxative should al- jWays be the first treatment given. | If your little one is out-ofsorts, ‘halfsick, fen't resting, eating and acting naturally--look, Mother! see |if toneue ts conted, This Ie a sure sign that its little stomach, liver and bowels are clogged with waste. When cross, Irritable. feverish, jstomach sour, breath bad or has |stomach-ache, diarrhoea, sore throat, full of cold, give a teaspoonful of “California Syrup of Figs,” and in few hours all the constipated poison, undigested food and sour ently moves out of its little I eried, delighted. | / PAGE 4 1916, “And are these pines yours to) YES, SAM Feccolwy In R STREET RAILWAY PANY IN | | Id Walter P: Copyr By Doub yl of Twin Fires” books unpacked and my desk set |v Now, what oolor shall it be?” 1 turned toward Miss Goodwin as | 1 spoke | She shook her head. “I'm not | going to say a word,” she answered |"This is your room” you want the wood | work white?” the painter suggested Those old mantels, for instance.” "Cream white, not dead white,’ said 1, “The walla have got to set off both pictures and books They've got to be neutral, I want Ii greenish, brownish, yellowish Nl olive, with the old beam in the ii center of the ceiling in the same || key, only a bit darker.” |. The girl and the painter | laughed. “Ll get my colors,” he said | After several triais he mixed |something that looked right to me We went Into the northeast room and the dining-room bebind ft | “Same color here?’ asked the | painter I nuppone both Iw bout to answer yes, when | Miss Goodwin spoke "L should |think you'd want these rooms | lighter in color,” she sald, “as they tace the north.” “The lady's painter. “They always are.” 1 smiled You two fix up the color for this room, then. We can decide on the other rooms after these downstair are done. ” erled the girl, janything of the kind! right,” sald JURED WHILE 1DING IN CAR. come ‘| won't do You might “Incredible!” said I. “I've really | got to get to work outside now And I ran off, leaving her looking a litte angrily, 1 thought, after me. 1 was #o impatient to how my lawn was going to look that 1 went to the shed to hunt up a dummy sundial post which I could set up and mark off my beds around it At first 1 could find nothing. but looking up presently into a loft under t caves, | saw the dusty end of looked like a Dorie what st leda preecanscennrtcenieseaziesavine Tedcssnezeseaeneeunassnsoasaaoasateoea the | A Nove A Week Percresstriictesr | By ritchard Eaton 1914, 191 Page & Co pillar poking out I scrambled up and pulled forth, to my joy, & wooden pillar about long, in excellent preser How it got the ad no 1 dragged the b columa down, and ran to get Hard Cider, He grunted, “All yer #ide poreh pillars wuz them kind when | wug he said, “Old man Nobile'g wife didn't like the porch it kept Meht out o° the kitchen, an’ hed it took down. Hig second wife hed it back, bug some o' the columns hed got lost, op burnt up, I reckon, #o’s they put |back with them square posts yep jhev now, I reckon that colum | nigh on a century old | I sawed off the upper four fi carefully, and stowed the remainder back In the loft. Then I made @ | square base of planking, a tempor ary til I could bulld a brick foundation, and took my pedestal around to the lawn. Then I took out my knife, and thrust the blade ghtly in at an angle, to simulate | the dial marker, and turned to call Mins Goodwin. But she w the door. “Oh!” she erled, running It across the ground, “a sundial ready, and a real pedestal! Come away from it @ little, and see how it seems to focus all the sunlight” We stood off near the house, and lool ed at the white column in mide lawn, It did indeed seem to draw in the sunlight to this level spot before the dwelling. | “Come,” she said, “and see if the paint sults you. Then I must go | j nine feet | vation bo fost thought | t ¥ already standing ia “| home and write some letters.” J “ The paint and calcimine tint g | sulted me, of course, They were \a warm, golden cream and a very delicate buff, which made the roof seem lighter 1 thanked her as)7 heartily as her depart up the road. The place seemed curiously de serted after she had gone. | (Continued in Our Next Issue) , IN THE EDITOR’S MAIL Editor The Star: The $10,000,000 tof a volume she had left in Mrs. | Bert's #itting-room | The volume itself amused me | Chamberialo's “Foundations of the Nineteenth Century 1 was waiting for breakfast, and Mias Stella Goodwin entered with a cheeifal "Good morning.” “Bee he said I, “this is no book for a nervous wreck to be reading.” “Who said I * & nervous wreck?” she answered. “I'm just tired, that's all. I saw a spear of real grass in Central Park, and ran away.” “From what?" 1 asked. “From the dictionary,” she re- plied. “Would you like me to sing! | You a song of the things that begin | with ‘by’ } She laughed and began to chant.) Hyopotamus, hyoscapular, hyo. acing, hycecemae, hyoscyamine, hyoscyamua—" “Stop!” I ered, “You will have me hypnotized. See, I'm on the) hy'®' myself! Please explain—not she laughed, “you see it's) 1 working on a new have a degree of philology! “L stood the dictionary pretty) well down to the ‘hy’s,” and then| one day something snap! od inside of me, di began to cry, The doctor tells me I must live out of doors and saw wood,” “Madam,” I cried, “Heaven has sent you! I shall get my orchard cleaned up at last!” “Breakfast!” called Mra, Bert. 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Howe, the com pany’s chief counsel, whom James pale that,” I thought | Hamilton Lewis once referred to as I was beginning to pity her. jthe man with a big head and little When we reached the farm 1) body. showed her where the grape arbor) Samuel H. Piles is engineering wan to be, at the western side of| the political end, handling ft thru the lawn, and how a lane of holly-| the, eminently respectable Council- hocks would lead to it from the) ™en William Hickman Moore and pergola end. Reginald H. Thomson, the latter “Now,” said I. “I'm going to, Dames presumed to be a sufficient build @ rambler rose trellis along, Sv4rantee that the project is a the south, Hut how shall the trellis| meritorious one—one in the in- be designed, and where shall the! terest of the people of Seattle. sundial be, and where the flower, A® @ matter of fact, now that beds?” | prohibition has driven the saloons The girl clapped her hands, “Oh,, Out of business, thus cutting off the fun of plepaing it all out from | the Puget Sound Traction, Light & the beginning.” she cried. “My,| Power Co.'s big lighting revenue, but I envy you.” | the corporation wants to stand from “Please don't advise,” under and shift the burden onto the said | shoulders of Seattle. “Td Do not let them put over this public plundering scheme. T. W. STEPHENS. A DISTINCTION! Editor The Star: Some days ago, you published a resume of in- tiative measures that are to be voted upon at the election next Twin Fires with me that morning *0 | tolled alone, getting out more of the brueh from the orchard. In the afternoon she consented to come As | looked at ber hands and at mine, | realize ~ pale she was “It's wrong for anybody to be #0 envy; have the sundial right tn where it gets all the id. “Then I'd ring it with flowors, 911 bright colors. Then, right in line with the door.) you could » Oh, I know! thru into the ™ I'd have the trellis all arches, with a bigger one in the center, and it would look like a Roman aqueduct of roses!” | “A Roman aqueduct of roses," repeated, my imagination fired by/ the picture, “Miss Goodwin, you) wonder! But can you build Goat Buck the No,” she sighed. “I can only give you the derivation of ‘aque duet’ and ‘rose.’” “Come,” said I, “we will consult Hard Cller.” “Heavens!” she laughed. “Is that anything like Dutch courage?” Hard grunted and came with us to the line of stakes where the rose trellis was to be. 1 sketched rough- ly the idea I wanted Hard explained the construction in fect, brought lumber he took from the shed and helped me to construct the first arch before he went back to his work “And now,” I added to the girl at my side, “shall we see if we can build the next arch?” She clapped her hands delight edly and ran with me around the I let her dig the first post hole, tho it was evident that the effort tired her, and then I took the spade away, while she marked off the trellis strips into the proper lengths, and sawed them up, plac ing each strip across the wheel: | barrow and holding {t In place with her foot | She laughed as she put her foot] on the wheelbarrow, hitching her skirt up where it bound her knee. “The new skirts weren't made for carpenters,” she said, as she jabbed away with the saw 1 a ed a glance at the display of trim ankles and resumed my digging in the post holes. This was a new and disturbing distrac- tion in agiicultural toil! The next morning at breakfast a} burned nose confronted me across Don't let anybody get your goat) nowadays unless they pay at least 16 cents a pound for it! Goat meat is being eaten, is! rated as good as lamb and is a lot cheaper. Goat meat is said to be good for stews, meat ples, boiling, roasting and chops. month. In reference to No. 18, the | Hotel Bill, you stated that it would permit the sale of liquors in hotel ~ |apartments, The proposed law does not make such provisions, ~ and in justice to the committee of 7 | 100 Seattle citizens who drew the measure, I think It is only fair that | you should correct the wrong im- pression you inadvertently com veyed to your readers. No. 18 provides only that liquor 7 shall be served in the dining room or cafe of any hotel having 50 or more rooms, and that those to whom it is served are bona fide occupiers of sleeping rooms in the hotel. Under no circumstances © can liquor be served in rooms eqgya der the proposed law, af E. F. SWEENEY. COMPLIMENTS STAR Editor The Star: I want to com 1 could, and watched | gratulate you for the masterly way you expressed “why you were for Woodrow Wilson,” and the gem of an editorial on “Roosevelt, Taft and Hughes,” A I am a traveling man, and would ~ like to have The Star reach every American voter, for I am sure your argument would bring many into the light of truth, even tho they are blindly trying to follow the elusive statements of Mr. Hughes. W. H. TROUPE, 1321 Greenwood Ave., Wilmette, Il. Your Goat! — Have High Prices Got It? Then Why Not Make Mr. H. C. L. for You @ The chart shows the various tions of “Billy” and how to : A—Neck, for stew and a pile. B—Shouker for boiling, ed dishes and roasts. O—Back chops, rib chops and stews. Breast for stew only. Loin, best end for roasts and chops, F Rump for stews. G—Legs foi chops, roasts and boiling. regarded her sore palms >» work for you today,” sald 1,| “You will just have to pick ont) colors for me, The painters are| coming.” Ten minutes later we went down the road together and found the painters already unloading their wagon, We entered, with the boss 216 Pike St. THE WONDER MILLINERY CO. We have made an advantageous pur- chase of Untrimmed Shapes. We will sell them to you at extremely low fig- ures. They are the best style and quality to be obtained. 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