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HOME PAGE Monda July 1, 1918 Dr. Naumann on The World War By the Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Copyright, 1918, by The Prew Publishing Go, (The New York Evening World), R. FRIEDRICH NAUMANN of the Reichstag has been kind enough to give us an explanation of the cause of the Great War. The Doctor’s explanation is on a par with the Indian's first glass of soda water—“damned nothing.” Of all the frothy, foamy, insincere and hypocritical utterances that have been made since the war began this one from Naumann caps the climax. Montaigne remarks, in his Essay on Honesty, “No man is free from saying silly things, but the misfortune is when we endeavor to give them an air of importance.” The silliest of utterances Is Naumann’s speech, and yet he would have us take it not only seriously but solemnly. Dodging the real cause of the awful calamity that besets us, he brazenly trumps up | @ Gictitious cause and then asks us to hear him with a straight face, Naumann tells us that it was just Fate, Destiny, that caused the war, The Germans, of whom Dr. Naumann is one of the most cultured (or Qultured), are accredited with having a profound knowledge of and love for the works of Shakespeare, but it seoms that the Doctor has either failed to read the great dramatist or has read him to but little profit. Shakespeare says, apropos of this “Fate” or “Destiny” which Naumann @ays brought on the war: “This {8 the excellent foppery of the world! That when we are sick {n fortune (often the surfeit of our own behavior), we make guilty of our dis- asters the sun, the moon and stars: as if we were villains by necessity, | @ools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves and treachers by spherical Predominance; drunkards, Mars and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence and all that we are evil in by a divine thrusting-on!” The premier intellect of the world had no respect for the twaddle about “fate” or “destiny.” It is as clear as day to every eane, level-headed man and woman on earth that it was not fate, but fatuity, the vanity and power-lust of the German rulers and people, that caused the war—that and nothing elwe. Dr. Naumann, seeking to play the cuttlefish role and becloud the facts, gays the war is the “Conflict of the Spirits of the Nations.” Fiddlesticks! ‘The war, down at bottom, ts the conflict of the spirit of Prussianism and fhe spirits of the peoples who do not wish to become Prusstanized. There, reduced to the last analysis, is the plain truth about the bed- Bock cause of the World-War. There would be something really magnifieent in a SPONTANEOUS eonfiict of the “Spirits of the Nations.” It would be even more sublime end soul-thrilling than was the battle between God and Satan as told by Milton in his immortal epic of the “Paradise Lost.” But—and let Dr. Friedrich Naumann clearly understand the fact— fhere was nothing spontaneong about the launching of this fearful war. Jt was simply the concluding act in the drama that had been in process ef staging for more than fifty years, the explosion of the mine that Prus- sianism had been laying since the Battle of Sadowa; the object of which mine was to blow up all democratic msdtutions and make the whole world p great, big, vulgar, materialized, brutalized Prussia. Vegetable Canning Recipes Issued by the U. 8. 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Seal immediately, cool, test sprouts, tumtp tops, young, tender for leaks, and store. ew Zealand spinach, beet tops, dan- @elion, young, tender dasheen @prouts, native mustard, Russian mustard, collards and tender rape beaves. Among tho wild greens are pepper cress, lamb's-quarters, sour @ock, smartweed sprouts, purslane er “pueley,” pokeweed sprouts, dan- @ction and milkweed (tender sprouts end young leaves). Can greens the samo day they are Picked. Wash clean, sort thorouxhly, allowing no foreign weed le.ses or ether vegotable matter to remain, Rid the greens of all sand, dirt, and dry, @ecayed or diseased loaves. Place the greens in a crate or cheesecloth and pried es . G 01 * i Blanch in live steam either in an im-| 7.4 ,Bar Hopking, Texas cowtsy, takes excepts i FOg- tenant. Sycathore Brow provised home-made steamer, or Kt Panic pe one Jacl mmercial steamer, for 15 min- ea to ele eae haaove the greens and plunge put of a jh. hy ig ickly into cold water, Kemove to 1 freshly scalded pan or other vessel frie ae persuade Rrown to visit Mart end cut into convenient lengths, Pack! they Tee to into hot jars, add hot water to fill the container, and season to taste, ter it Mexico, It desired, a’ few strips of bacon, CHAPTER XII. beef, or olive oil may be add- eutioned.) @d to the greens. Partially seal jars. YCAMORE BROWN and Lam der pres- Ge eee procne nine Martin decided that the towns ) near the American line were likely to be unwholesome for them, and pushed westward through a desert country to the land of the Papagueria Indians. There Sycamore struck up an acquaintance with Chief Juan, who showed a lively interest in the business of his chance guests. Sycamore also took more than a pass ing interest in the pretty daughter of Juan. He told the old man a story of his own fashioning about the train robbery and subsequent events, But he said that Lum Martin and bimself were on the trail of the bandits, and invited the chief to share fifty-titty in the prospective reward, To this Juan readily agreed, und their a quaintance was ina fair way to ripen Propitiously, But the Chief was most anxious to know more about the wan Sycamore disdained kno » amount might be, Jars 40 minutes under steam pressure of 10 pounds. Seal immediately, cool “CANNING BOOK FREE To Evening World Readers ledge af what t but proposed that Juan run- ner to the nearest ra town where he might buy all of the recent newspapers obtainable, ammunition ‘All the steps in canning are not only | for the two friends, tobacco and other trifles, To this Juan readily agreed @eecribed but illustrated (as in above} picture “Paring and Coring”) tn the) Booklet “Home Canning and Drying | of Vegetables and Fruits,” prepared by experts of the National War Gar- den Commission. ‘This booklet will be given free of @areo to Pvening World readers, who have only to clip out this illustrated notice and present it at any World office listed below, or mall it, aceom-| and the runner set off, He returned in two days with the papers and other things. hese “talking sheets," as the Chief alled them, told Much about the jail delivery, aud announced that a com- any of rangers had been organized |for the primary purpose of running down Martin and Brown, Sycamore inadverdently started to read a de- seription of himself and Martin. Hoe stopped short and thereby aroused panied by a two-cent stamp and your |the suspicion of the Chief, who Name and address, to the National | snatched away the paper and called his pretty daughter to read it. But she, for some reason known only to herself, garbled the account and di- verted the Chief's suspicion. yCa= more Brown simply looked at her, After leaving the Chief and getting a day's ride ahead they were safe enough. But the grub'of the peons along the way was bad, and Martin gtew restless. ba 4 means of taunting and es ‘War Garden Commission, Washington, | D. CG, and the booklet will be sent to WORLD OFFICES: Information Bureau, Pulitzer (World) Bailding, No. 63 Park Row. n Office, No. 1893 Broadway (northwest corner 38th Street). Harlem Office, No. 155 West 125th Bireet (near Seventh Avenue). io, 410 East Bronx % 149th e persuaded Byca- COE et Re ope yr pay? ~ ‘Tule yn ice, No. in & . was (near Brooklyn Post Office), of a gold mine pack train and netted Advance, and Skcum agrees, whereupon ly Depending Upon the Mercy Of the Girl at Juan’s SYNOPSIB OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS, Dwtton & Oo.) the town of Hackamore vlects a Mexican Gtvene hire Law Martin a Lea a lear Gaia” en fa hg ep bin informed iy Halen be a train roober and there is peace in Hackamore. “Then Haines robbery. firgwn Is led into an unintentional 1] Sam Slocum, expires company e boty, Broa insisis upou Aids Martin in a’ general jail delivery them seven precious ingots. AN stM went well enough, and they reached the line in safety, At an abandoned ranch just on the line the two divided their spoils, but not without a quar- As Sycamore backed away with his watched Lum as one dog watches another when he is making off with a bone. Now that the breach had come he was afraid of Martin, for he know what he was capable of doing, At the first turn of the rough canyon he halted ax ood waiting and, tak ing that for a signal to move, Lum gathered up his treasure and started the other way, When he had disap- peared Sycamore waited @ minute then he turned and ran in a mad frenzy to hide his gold—to keep it away from Luin On every Sycamore paused and scanned the hillside for his rock one t he could lift and then put back into pl and he kept on till he found it, en he set st gently aside, opened his jackknife and dug 4 hole in its bed. Every particle of airt us he scooped it out was saved stored in his hat—he laid the ‘ngc side by side, then changed his mind and took out one. Once more he lifted the rock and reste it to its bed-—stood off and looke at it, and shifted it a little more. Thon when it was fitted to a nicety he located it by a dozen landmarks and tiptoed oack to the gulch Here he buried the hatful of dirt and four flat rocks wrapped in caavas. ‘This was for Lum's benefit. With a grin for his own sagacity Sycamore picked up his bar of gold and went loping off down the canyon. At the mouth of the canyon Sycamore peered out fearfully, his gold hid away in his pocket and the other hand on his gun, but Lum hed not come in from his burying. It was @ chance for Sycamore to get to his horse and he was not slow to take it—then be slipped the bar of gold Into bis saddle-bags and tightened up bis cinch for @ ride. 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The plait- ings are prettiest of white and arc applied to the plain foundation of chewing defiantly at his jerky, ‘1 uk but he landed with his spurs divided that meat up, too—{ reckon a tion and Round Valley was off man can eat his own grub, can't he?" bounds. Then the shots be- He turned ay he spoke and begin gan again-the sullen bang of six to tie the bundle on his saddle, and shooters and the rattle of magazina instantly Martin changed his tict.cs, ri ind the — bullets smashed “What's the matter with you, Sye?” through the bushes, ‘Thera was a he complained. “What's come over shouting and a scamper of horses and you all at once? Don’t git mai over a long run out across the plain, until nothin'—you ain't goin’ to quit me, at last the night fell about them and are you?” Round Valley came to a halt. As he “Now, lookee here, Lum,” Sycamore stood trembling in the darkness Syo- said, “they's no talkin’ around more dropped off and felt his horse about this—cither tell mo w over for a wound—then listaned for that Hackamore boodle is buried of pursuit while he bung let_me in on the deal, or I quit ye bis arm tn a sling. It ached, arm, and the riding and quit you cold! Now, which wiliit b irked the wound was in his For a moment Lum Martin stood back he ran a bulle frresolute, looking at him. He needed had caught bim stooping, ripped up Sycamore for a f r. More than his shirt’ and ed through the that, ihe wanted him where he could heavy muscles of his she r, watch him. At the > time he ing out to the right of his neck wanted to keep t tto himself, was the blow he felt—then the “Come on ov » by the house,” blood had welled out, the bu he said. “Let's sit and have shad ¢ 1 it was bi something to eat—and we're that hu f eatin’ I'll tell you where n hur b sre deput Already the sun had und at dawn they would mountains; the soft K up his trail Was in the air and the lingered a while, to get his ainst the n to talk. ver to tell strongly ag: Lum bet Sycamore fb at wis best urned to the emory of San Ignact He swore nor to Vi the place without him-—and told b came back to him, where the treasure was bid. It was tan, and the girl in’ blue. all very mysterious, but whether the thousand ars on his boodle was where he said it was is was wanted on both another question, line —but if t would ‘The lazy sunset glow w ti) in friend him, nobody would, and the alr—there was just light enoug was lout f va to show a man his gun-sixhts when fol suddenly in the midst of their » Ch p: _ as Rana IN tear e ri pirtcd _ CHAPTER XU. the hill ETWEEN the watchers by day “What's that? wh 1 Syea and the at lahh mk Has more, eraning his ne , thin a mile of San Lum, who sat where tie ¢ bps Han merely touched him and t is Ss presence his carbine. Without a wor 1- being known. With Sycamore Brown » handed it over to ‘i t was ten mile hha earn cineaia faytime, and at five they recog his horse. ‘Then there was a x Dillon, the Gun Sight running t 1 fro, a mustering had a gun in bis hand arms a « away of women and “He hasn’ ithed Syeas children, for Chief Juan knew now more an’ who h th yet how he run! 1 been and how hi “Nope—he'd wing us," answered had been de Lum, and took a quick aim a As for he saw none of tt bis knee. |. for his wounds wore sore and the fever Bang! spoke out the n, and t was in his brain. His eyes looked red flame lei oe light Vor back when they opened at all and he lesa, lookin, nd id down tn the saddle w moment t same insta hillside—and then . ready tod Dillon's! They answered back, shoot \ w ' 1 Valley drank ing ag they ran for their norses, but t Bycamero was too Weak to the bullets seemed to com n them Crane Wedeven at tiny tepbad like @ shower, A sudden blow sen Sycamore on his face—he looked up — “Camastamos, amigo.” he sald to the and eaw Lum go down—then ax tho chief, and Capitan Juan gazed at him rush of feet sounded near him he coldly leapt up and made for his horse. “Hey, Baby! Hey, Baby!” he called, and Round Valley never flinched. The blood was running down his sleeve ag he swung up into the saddle Where you come from? he de- manded abruptly. uy lejos—very Sveamore with a weary ari hurt, Capitan-—shot in the back—and the fic follow me Uke a torm sheop, ———— CRAIG K iNN EDY IS C. GOLD OF THE GODS ALLED ON TO SOLVE A MYSTERY OF MODERN NEW YORK AND AN- CIENT PERU—FOLLOW HIM THROUGH HIS AMAZING First Chapter But take me in and feed me, for [am @ good man. Si, Senor, very good—I am worth a thousand dollars to those who follow behind.” He paused and wet bis lips, waiting, but El Capitan did not speak. His eyes scanned the sick man over, from his boots that wore getting worn, to hiv greasy shirt and unkempt beard and then it came back to the tied-up arm and the hanikerchief that served for a sling It was @ red one—re ‘ilk—and the Capitan had Hts mate— gift of friendship. “Here, muchachos!” he called at last, running out, men came 4 feuin lids him in my } will have @ coun and his your bv . to-night we " it was that Sy und a pla at his he 1 they hi given him a bis drink of water thic ened with the bittersweet mesquite a off to wleep, matistie: t by the = in a loud ined. sp anne ’ used + it i occurred t their hag Vinally the Cupitan’ opened hie “Did my young men put medicine on your hurt wiked, and when Bycamo: frowned, “Le nd att sight were 6x. elamations fr » women, tis too bad!" eried the girl, h; and the wrinkled old was with her spoke plty- own tongue grunted Chief Juan, look Three days a a Sycamore 1 fixed n the et mo look at it said in onglish, the precise English of schools and books “I have studied to be a nurse—perbaps I can help you." She turned the torn shirt aside and gazed long at the bullet holes and the swollen and angry flesh be- tween them; then she roiled up the sleoves of her dress and spoke rapid- ly to the woman and to her father, First she took bis (iltby shirt away CONFLICT WITH U, EEN FORCES Next Monday and laid out one of her father’s best; then she poured a few drops of medi: ine into the hot water and as she began to bathe bis hurts Sycamore recognized the famidar odor of car- bolic That's goot stuff," he remarked, as the old chief weat cut in disgust Used it on @ horse onc “Ah, yes,” answered the girl with a patient smile, “it is good—but not for everything! I have no medicine here—-no pe ot hydrogen—no listerine--no surgical — dressings: nothing. It ls not much se to know what to do, unl ning to work At this first 's you have some nh t at a conversation ly to forget her re- © old woman, who duenna, squatted ed by out the story of her woes. a kood hospital at the "she sighed and clean the ors were very kind, They said { would make a fine nurse, My chum is 4 trained nurse now—she gots $25 a week— but L could not finish my home, ‘There are sick people here too, 1 T have no medicine—nothing but ud But wt for 1 the Arizona Rangers wot th The mor after Luin Martin was taken two men get out after amore and, not having any dust by, they followed hia se's tracks, They rode on, a day's march be! him, and at noon the Capitan saw their dust. Then in stantly he sent his young men flying tw bring up the horses and just as Sycamore was being bathed and ban- fuged and fed good things by hand the old man burst into his sick re and ortered him to get up and rid White men come!" he cried, “far away. 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