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In a tiny village In the heart of Eng
land there Is a quaint old inn. It is
called "The Brindled Cow." Nearby is
a wide and pleasant wood, its mossy
carpet starred with flowers. And beside
the inn is the village green, where all
the old men meet together of an evening
and talk incessantly. There is a duck
pond there, too, and the quacking of
the ducks mingles with the voices of the
old men.
In this village there are, apparently.
no young men. Nor are there any girls.
Where have they gone to? Let us find
Rays of sunlight lit up the diamond
paned windows of "The Brindled Cow" as
I knocked on its heavy oaken door and
asked to see the landlord. A very an
cient handmaid ushered me into the
kitchen of the inn, and then disappeared.
It was a curious place. Around the fire
were black oak settles, and the floor
was sanded. Great logs blazed cheer
fully In the grate, and drew a strong.
pungent odor from hams that were
swinging from the oaken rafters up
above. It was a place of exceeding
peacefulness and comfort. Fate had
surely been kind to this quiet haven
and war was very far away.
Then the door opened, and the land
lord walked in. He was very old. His
face was seamed with wrinkles, yet ruddy
and healthy looking. Yes. he would
\ gladly accommodate me. But would I
mind being in the kitchen, as the sit
ting-room was closed? There were no
other guests in the inn.
He sat down by the fire, and, as I
watched him, there was a strange mix
ture of expressions on his face. It was
impossible to decipher them. And then
he spoke.
"You're thinkin' that war maybe hasn't
reached this village?" he asked.
I nodded "It certainly looks peace
ful and happy erough."
The old man slowly lit his pipe, and
after puffing aw-y for a few moments
spoke again. "We keeps our feelln's hid
from strangers." he said. "I'm not much
good at speech, but there's them as could
be tellin' tales."
There was a long paus-. Then: "I've
worked in this inn, man and boy, for
nigh on seventy year. same as my father
and grandfather did before me. 'Tis
cruel hard to have to leave it now. But
times is bad, and prices high, and what
with people settin' their faces agin holi
days. and posters everywhere on 'War
time Economy.' 'tis been the ruination of
me. I'm givin' up next week.'
The old man gazed into the fire, then
spoke again abruptly: "' Tis not givin'
up in my heart that I am, but always
'Carryin' On.' as the military calls it.
I'm lookin' for work in a munition fac
tory. The country needs every man they
can get. I-ve given my son and grand
son, and now I'm Just givin' myself-If
they'll take me. I kept the old inn goin'.
to be handed down to my boy. And
when he fell at Loos, though 'twas a ter
rible blow, there was his son to think
of. such a fine handeome lad, and only
seventeen. A rare landlord he'd have
made. He'd a way with him that fair
wheedled the birds off the tree. let alone
good customers. Bit he was killed soon
after his father. 'Twas the asphyxiatin'
las the Germans pumped agin his regi
'ent as finished him. poor lad."
There was tragedy in the old man's
face. He had lost his only eon, and a
much-loved grandson. His business was
-uined. He was old and worn with work.
At eighty years of age. he was leaving
he home of his fathers, and setting out i
ilone 'ao do his hit for his country"
f that country would have him But
here was resignation in his look and
yore than a hint of high courage. He
~-s a hero.
r rose to "The Brindled Cow" there was
i ttle lane filled with thatched cottages.
An.l tn th. window of every cottage
:h.r, was a printed card. Those cards
nlained the absence of the young men.
They set forth a glowing declaration
hat from eah house a man had gone to
ght for his king and country. Some
Imes the little windows were just filled
aith, cards. There were five leaning up
tg:inst the 'racked panes of one very
'ha'ly ottag'
And th, girls" What of them' They
"'.t'noh":' t' h.' sn.
. r~ 'hden lattering in the villase
n ent. .: a motor bus curved its thrrb
ting way past the inn. Standing on the
itutr platform at the lack was a young
ti-1 in a smart uniform. the Pry shortest
ii short sg its, lon:, military-looking
loots and etpaulets pipad with scarlet.
-ter rap was worn at a Jaunty angle, a,.d
n ve' r ln' of he ' i figure the word
a pable was written. Here was one of
-he village maidens v. !"^ had respondedI
o th' call. and hurrie'l to il the place
,f a sweetheart gore to the war. She
stood as an embodiment of the New
~rdcr of Things-this gallant little con
Iretorette, is ho was "carrying on" so
'aithfully. Her long day was over now.
Ind she was welcomed into one of the
il't o rtagee h, a very p"roudr mother.
But where were the other village mai
dens" I was soon to find out. Not very
tar from the inn stood a big green
gate, with the mysti'- letters '"A. H. M.
S'' paited on it-On His Majesty's
Servie " The gate suddenly opened,
and there stood a beautiful young girl.
tressed as an ordinary groom. skirtless.
In mannish coat. riding breeches and
stock tie. Behind her were a dozen
others, arrayed in the same fashion. and
-xceedirgly busy. Some were giving a
last brush to the glossy coats of the
horses. and uttering the curious hissing
noises which have been the traditional
accompaniment from time immemorial to
a W"oma]
ht, 1916, by the McClure Newspaper Syn
such a process. Others were cleaning
the stables, arranging fodder, and every
thing was being done in the quietest,
Rmost businesslike fashion.
"This is an army remount depot," said
the pretty girl by the gate. "Stand back
to let the others in."
Down the long road came a string of
maidens, eacn astride one horse and lead
ing another, a whirl of dust behind them.
They were, dressed exactly as a groom
dresses, very practically and with an eye
to the strict necessities of the case. "It
would be absurd to wear skrits at this
sort of job, wouldn't it?" cried the last
rider, as she deftly steerea her two steeds
in at the gate, then leapel lightly from
the saddle.
Fifteen of these girl grooms halled from
the little village nearby. They were do
ing splendid work, and, curiously enough.
they had not lost one whit of charm by
their discarding of feminine attire. I
have seldom seen prettier women. There
was character in their faces, too, and en-p
thusiasm. One could see that they en
joyed their work immensely.
Farther along the country road there
was a big brown field. A slet1ier girl
was ploughing a straight furrow behind
her team. And beyond that there wac a
farm, and in its courtyard another girl
was cleaning out a pigstye. *
Then I turned back by a different route
toward the little village, and at the end
of a winding lane saw a big sign over a
shed. "Blacksmith," said the sign. By
the open door stood a tall girl of about
twenty years of age, with a leather cap
on her curly head, big leather cuffs on
her wrists, and her pretty figure en
veloped in a huge leather apron.
She had shod five horses that day, she
said, at half a crown a shoe, and she was
now waiting for more "customers." "My
home's in the little village back there."
she declared, pointing toward the place
I had come from. "Perhaps you saw our
cottage, with the five cards in the win
dow? My father and four brothers are at
the war. So I'm just 'carving on' in
their absence, and keeping the business
going. I'm trying to take the place of
the whole five, and the work's pretty
hard-hut I'm glad to he able to do
A team of horses paused in front of th
open door. They we-e led by the plow
girl, who had been plowing her straight
furrow in the neighboring field. "Two
shoes warted,' she said wa,'nically, and
drove the team into the shed.
The pretty girl blacksmith followed her.
She lifted a pair of bellows and etarted
the fire, then dropped a piece of iron
in it till it glowed red hot. Next, she
dexterously tweaked the iron out with
a pair of clippers, and hammered it into
shape. It was now dropped into a pail
of water to cool.
The horses stood by patiently. Quickly
the deft little blacksmith removed the
old shoes, trimmed the horses' hoofs,
then nailed the new shoes irto place. It
was all done most expeditiously, and
with no fuss. Nor could a man have ac
complished the task more thoroughly
I was amazed at the capability of the
When evening fell on the little village.
the old men were still chatting on the
green. But no longer vas that little
green an Eveless Fden. For the village
maidens had returned homeward. leav
ing their war occupations behind them
and their daily task complete. They had
left their munition factories, their plow
shares, their army remount depot, their
horses. their forres, and, like the pro
verbial blacksmith. felt that a night's
repose had indeed been satisfactorily
It was that Very night that the little
village was raided by Zeppelins. l'nder
a very Nrue sky Iav the thatched cot
tages, their inmates fast asleep. But at
the very first "Crash-h-"' of a falling
bomb It seemed as thouch every soil
were up and out at the doors. Mothers
with babies in their arms. little children
in their nightgowns, girls i" very scanty
costumes, old women in dressing jackets
old men in a strange medley of odd
garments, tilled the road. It was like
an absurd fancy-dress carnival, lit by the
lurid gleams of searchllghts which swept
the sky for miles around.
Ard no one was in the least afraid
Rather did the Inhabitants look upon the
raid as some gigantic spetu,le that had
been purposely arranged for their en
tertainment and edification. When one
particularly Inquisitive searchlight fas
tened its plercir:g beams on a dark.
ominous, cigar-shaped object a few thou
sand feet in the air and right above their
heads, the children jumped and clapped
their hatls excitedly. T have seen chil- I
drer act in much the same way when
taken to a Christmas pantomime, and
some worderful performance was enacted
on the stage for their benefnt.
Then a terrible sound of firing broke <
out. The anti-aircraft guns in the neigh
borhood roared like wild beasts of the
jurgle let loose. and hurled halle of fire
into the, b5i heavens . Shraptne was in thei
air. Pieces of it pattered or the roofs I
with a sound lik" rain. But the children !
danced on, and elapped their hands with 1
glee, and even the older folk were not r
afraid. "It's better than a benefit per
fo.rmoance at the theater'' said one old
lad cheerfully, who, like Joseph, was
clad in the proverbial garment of many
colors and capped in a white frilly ar
rangement that made her round, smooth c
face look like a cheese. t
"I wouldh't have missed this forts
worlds" cried one of the valiant she a
grooms of the army depot. "There hasnt
been such an entertainment ever before!"
A deafening crash of artillery drowned I
the rest of her words. The Zeppelin was a
r's Eyes .
fired at from many different points. Ap
parently it disliked the publicity of those
penetrating beams, for suddenly the big,
cigar-shaped object darted off into ob
scurity. Searchlights swept the sky in
ill directions, until the Zeppelin was
again located in a blaze of light. Two
big explosions from the anti-aircraft
guns rent the air. The shells were flying
ip every few seconds with remarkably
fine aim.
It was then that the airship turned and
ignominiously fle4. It dropped one part
Ing bomb into a neighboring field. The
bomb exploded quite harmlessly, boring
a hole some eight feet deep. And though
the villagers were standing not very far
from the spot, and saw the bomb fall,
riot one of them showed the least fear.
It strikes me that the Germans do not
understand the psychologoy of the Eng
lish mind-certainly not of the rustic
mind. That forlorn hope of terrorizing
the countryside is quite fallacious. The
countryside refuses to be terrorized.
More, it does not even understand the
meaning of the expression "Zeppelin ter- I
ror." The villagers merely look on a
Zeppelin raid as a remarkably interest
ing "free show." They crowd to their
louors. in no whit alarmed, hut wholly
interested. I have even seen babies
held aloft to witness proceedings. Fear
has never entered their mothers' hearts.
On the morning following the air raid,
the little village presented much the
same appearance as on the day preced
ing it. The old men chatted on the vil
lage green with a shade more garrulity
than before. Away at the end of the
lane where the farm girl had been work
Ing, a pigstye was in ruins. But the old
pig snored tranquilly on in her ruined
home, quite unharmed, her little one still
playing about her.
Farther along, a merry group of chil
dren were searching the roads for sou
venirs in the form of shrapnel and shell.
The big hole made by the bomb in the
neighboring field was a delight to them.
They played in it and round it all day
Once more the village was an Eve
less Eden, so far as the young girls were
concerned. But the army remount depot
was ringing to the sound of their youth
ful voires, and the pretty girl black
smith at the end of the windirg lane was
singing to herself a cheerful song as she
shod the feet of many horses. The long
straight furrow where a bomb hail fallen
was being plowed anew by the hardwork
ing maiden of yesterday. And really the
Zeppelins had done very little damage.
As I listened to, the sound of these
young workers' cheery voices. it struck
me that this war is not being fought
enrtiely by the soldiers on the field of
battle. It Is being fought as surely and
as steadily on the working fields of home.
It is being carried on by the steadfast
women who work untiringly, by the
aluer folk who, too, are giving of their
very hest For the strength of England
les not merely in her soldiers' weapons
-ut in those erilly potent weapons of
faI t 'hfulnss to home duties. and that
mmnsely fine spirit of the English
worker which is clearly expressed in the
ito far-reaching words, "Carrying On
Kinder. La.. June 11.-Mrs Will
nouse, whose cusband was killed in
t pistol duel with Dr. Ienry Buck in
'ront of the Buck home, has been taken
o jail at Oberlin. The woman admits,
rflciaas declare. that she and her hus
iand planned res enge for an alleged
landerous rmark mare in an anony
nou letter to her husband more than G
bree years ago. Dr. Buck denies know-0
eriue of the letter.
ir. and MIrs. Krouse motored from
heir home near Lake Charles to Kin
er. nearly forty miles, to Dr. Buck's
home. The woman was dressed in man's
lothing and both she and her husband
yore false mustaches. officials say. They a
olri Dr. Buck they had come to take h
rio to attend a siuk person. He rec- t
gnized them, returned to his hone
rstensibly to get his medicine case, and Cr
htained a pisto:. t
Pittsourgh, Pa., June 11.-A baby boy to
>orn with eight teeth and Samsoniani cl
ocks is claiming the attention of all pi
rnderciiffe The baby. who has been
tamed Ivan Le Roy King, is the son O
if Mir. and Mrs. Le Roy King.
When the baby-a whopper-opened di
is mouth for his first lusty yell the n
nurse was startled to see four teeth each
n the upper and lower jaw:. The child's
rad was covered with heavy black hair.
:vir since the birth of the prodigy, a
ew days ago, the King home has been'
. Mecca of mothers, fathers and chil
tren, calling to see the baby.
Woman, Said to Be 120, Dies.
Princeton. Ind., June 11.-Mrs. Cassie, in
olored, belle ed to be 120 years old, is of
ead here. She was born in Virginia
nd had no definite knowledge of her age, P
Ithough she asserted she had two "good- m
ized" children at the outbreak of the pr
rar of 1812. Those who have conversed ne
rith her are convinced that she was Jo
bout 120 years old. w
$1.00 Lingerie
The June Sale Opens
Silk Bodices 69c Silk Ch(
Very Special at New Envelor
Crepe de Chine Bodices, with dainty lace Silk Crepe d
tops and elastic waist belts. All sizes in some with lace
pink, flesh and white. Street Floor. edge. Pink, fl
Sample Corsets vaue
All sizes in one style or another, at $3.49 fcr choice. L
and La Premiere Corsets. Go to Third Floor.
$2.99 $1.29J 8!
for samples of M350 for Corsets, not one for choice
to 35.50 Corsets. best o retai at less than fw are
of quick-selling styles. All sizes to be ,love-fittin
On Sale This Morning-On Si
tbe Vpalais 1Ro
Clarksville. Tenn., June 1.-Robert
iker and Miss Effie Power3. who eloped
om Hailey's Mills. Ky.. to this city. ern
untered an unusual experience. They
rived in the night while the local) New York, June 11.-Harold Mob
nights Templar commandery was in son of Samuel S. Guy, the Far Roe
e midst of a ball in the courthouse. The dentist, who served a tcrm. in Sin
urt clerk, a member of the command- for the murder of his wife in 1:
y. was sought from the dancing throng peared in the Supreme Court at M
issue a license, and was accompanied L. I., yesterday and secured an
another member of the fraternity to Irent of his marriage to his br
t as a witness. To the latter it oc- less tian five months.
rred that it would he a feature worth He testifed the' had been ir
bile, both to the Templars and their ninety days when Mrs. Molt brou
ests and to the couple, to have the her home a child which calls
remony performed in the ballroom. The mamma. When he asked for an ex
-oposal was accepted, the couple led tion, he said, she confessed she w
the center of the ballroom and a wife of Leon Johnston. of New Or
srgyman from the ranks of the Tem- William Pettit. of Far Rockawat
ars united the young people. appeared for the plaintiff, told the
After the ceremony Grand Prelate de that after a great deal of quest
'lea took the chapeau of a knight, sug- Mts. Mott admitted to him she h.
sted that the couple be given a wed- other husband.
ng present, and a collection brought a I asked her what her name w
ce sum. fore sie married Mott." the lawyei
- - - - Ion, "and she declared she was th,
missing Dorothy Arnold. Later Ah
'IFEMUS AC OMP NY essed deception and sa-id her mind
ITWhen she was married to 11
_______Brooklyn she gave the name of D
ian Jose, Cal., June 11-Tihe most novel Tyler Watson, of 30 Flushing a
ntence ever given in a court of jus
e here was meted out to Joseph Cir
coini, a barber, who was found guilty
insulting women on the streets.
n passing sentence upon Cirincoini,
>lice Judge Dougherty withheld com
itment to the county jail upon the
omise of the defendant that he would
ver appear upon' the streets of San
se again except in the company of his
fe. It will be necessary, under the
der of the court, for Mrs. Cirincoini to
company her husband to and from
.'o book ever published has so accu
tely mirrored the real sentiment of the e1
nerican people. The seven hundred se
:tlons contributed by more than fifty,
3usand of our fellow countrymen andch
men show as nothing else in this wide
rird could do-their aspirations, their
tbitions, their daily- lives hidden from
public gaze. And it is a matter of
riratulation for all of us that the fe
modard as shown in "Heart Throbs" is
such a lofty and meritorious stsndsard.
e fifty thousand contributions sent in
the publshers contained not one ig
ble thought or vulgar sentiment. Not
selection that did not make for the
provement of the individual and the
vation of his fellow man. Truly,
a is something to be proud of. And it
resulted in two volumes that should
in every home in this broad land for
moral and eductional effect upon the
inger generation. They will augment
ei eucation of the schooi, go hand-in
nd with the moral training of the
arch, and be an adjunct to the home
ture that will be inestimable in its ef
t on the future life of the chiidren.
know of nothing that will add more
home enjoyment and furnish happy
mories of the past than "Heart
ros"We therefore had a feeling of A ad
nepleeasure when we were able to
>cure these invaluable books for the n a C
e benefit of our readers. Our coupon,
:h its generous offer', will appear daily
tforsthe murder tfehnexwifewina1s
*--32 New Syes
Gowns, 115 styles.
Skirts, 40 styles.
Drawers. 15 styles.
Envelope Chemises, 80 styles.
Combinations, 30 styles.
New Underbodices, 15 styles.
Princess Slips. 4 styles.
Corset Covers, 25 styles.
The Palais Royal S.00 LUtrgerle has
long been famous--hut the $1.00 gar
ments of this June Sete of 1916 will be
remembered as the beat of a Quarter
C entury.
with Very Special Prices
mise _ Silk Gowns $ OQ
Vejy Special at
e Chine Envelope Chemises, Silk Crepe de Chine and Society Satin.
butterfly medallion and lace empire style; lace and ribbon trimmed.,
sh and white. Third Floor. -Others with shirring and hemstitching.
Third Floor.
to $12.50$3 4
a '3.49
ok for Regaliste. Bien Jolie, Parisette
)c. 39c
of a mn for 50c and 75c Bras
lot. among II {Y
Thomson's aieres, all etzes In one
r Corsets. style or another.
:reet Floor Tables-Near the Elevators.
al O t.
de, Who, He Says, TRIPMUDER AND
)ther Husband Living tora.Brtid ianU
______________amng serage passengers on the Japan
ese l:ner (7h~cago Mat-u was reported to.
only Mrs. Mott did not put In an appearance day t^ orncers of the vessel
caway i In court and her husband's application T. Yanag. ieaious t was said o' 1
Sing was quickly granted. The younc nian- Ka,, sttert.ons to Mra yaragi :hst
~, ap- he is l-declared he did rnt k w where and b1'i her and Rain a'. M - ato
,neola, she was. but understood shte w as l:vng as they e and ther kflsd h .cnself
annul- in Brooklyn.
de of Mott had hIs name changed shortiy To Evacate Lembe
after his father's release from Sing Sing
arried last January. He said at the tlne he J - 2
;ht to never wanted to see his father again and patch arest states that t'.e
d hcr :ave him $'.) to leave the State for- governor of Lemberg, Gacls has been
rflana- . ever. Guy is said to be In Los Angeles. d by the AUstro-Huriguran rlitarv
is the -____________es tpepare t tate the
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Chicago. June IL-Judge Richard E.
is be- Burke, of the Superior Court. one of
went the guests made ill at the banquet of
long Archbishop Mundelein. when Jean
, con- Crones, the chef. Placed poison in the
must' soup. died today.
>tt in iaid his death was super
renue. Denmark has more than 6.310 motor
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