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Gold Is Where You Find It? -An Adventure Story?By H. Bedford-Jones
Gold Is where you find It, says the tlmeworn proverb of prospectors. So is luck. S6 is the one woman. Ran Aolps knew because, in his day. he had found all three. He found the gold, and other men had reaped it. He had found the luck, and under his grip it Invariably turned sour. He had found the one wfman?a slim, gold-crowned girl with pure eyes, who had looked once Into his soul and had turned awa) , from'him. shivering. ! Randolph tramped down the world alone, unloving and unloved. He went from bad to worse. thieving, drinking, lusting and lending himself ta any crime or vice for the means of support. Out on the borders of China, where the dregs of the world foregather, he became one of the white harpies who prey upon whit and yellow and brown alike, and learned terrible things. In Shanghai he neared the end. ?ervlng here as tout for a chl"*s* gambling house and smuggling opium out of the Japanese quarter to his master in the native city. But Randolph went even a step lower than this when he murdered his mas- , ter one night, got away uncaught, j and took passage for home with big suit case crammed full of gold j and banknotes. He never read the papers, and he slunk away from every one else on the ship; thus he knew . nothing of war or the draft unt the custom's men In San Francisco demanded his draft card. * * * ? T>ANDOLPH tried to lie. and fell Into hot water that grew hotter all the time. So he threw up the sponge, and after depositing his blood-stained money in a local bank let himself be Inducted into the army. The army unanimously agreed that he was one of the worst men ever whelped, and Instead of being cent to France he was shipped down to the Mexican border. There Randolph kept company with three hundrede other men. lost In a desert camp on the brink of perdi tion. during month after month of nothing but blue sky and white des ert. until he was whipped into a lean hardness of body and mind. Much of the evil was blown out of him by the desert winds and bleached out of him by the blazing sunlight, and Bhamed out of hi n by the lean brown strength of the men around him. Much of the crafty sin of Asia was wiped from his eyes; but it festered within him like a maggot. Thus, Randolph became much like the man he had been three years pre viously. Put a man in a monastery. give him no chance whatever to sin; or set him on a pillar In the desert, and you have a saint In the making, this is the theory on which peniten tiaries stand. Like all theories, it ts | very fine, but in practice it works out only about once in ten thousand cases. _ , . j Following: these things, Randolph | contracted influenza and penumonla and was in hospital for a month., where he remained later as orderly.. Then, when the epidemic became, General, he was of so much use that he was transferred to New Orleans. He was a valuable man. more valu able by reason of having an educa tion. His bad reputation was for gotten. A quiet, slender man with reddish hair, regular features, and ? pair of steady blue eyes, he be came liked. Only his eyes never matched his lips in a smile; the> were unsmiling, those eyes, and very keen. Oddly enough, in these da>s thoughts turned much toward the slim, gold-crowned girl with pure eyes. In all his life she had been the one flaming desire, the one un quenched passion, quiescent for long intervals, but certain sooner or later to awaken and torture him After the armistice, foreseeing d,s eharge. Randolph drew on his bank account In San Francisco and kept the draft on his person. Those army men who knew his record-w-hat there was to know of it?said that here was a man reborn, made anew turned from a scoundrel into a credit, and all by means of the draft an the army. The chaplain who had at-| tended him in hospital said that here , was a man drawn to the Lord, whoj had seen the error of his ways an<l had found salvation, and al. by means of lying sick ur.to death. * * * * T>AXDOLPH himself said nothing at all. but took his honorable discharge, bought himself the habili ments of civilian life. an<l. with th calm, pure eyes of a girl burning into hi* soul, disappeared. A great university town lis, in many ways, a place of paradoxes. It has its little iron bound cliques. vU is open to all the world. It Is usually, a sleepy little place, yet more au couranc with the world than most cities. Its entire attention is antly riveted upon collegiate life and activities?upon that little cosmos of undergraduate life which gives the town its raison d'etre. In such a- town a man may hide himself admirably from the world or he may expose himself to all the world, according to his desire. Randolph, well aware that in all this town there was not one person who knew him. came using his own name, deposited a large sum of money In the bank and rented a furnished room It was late summer; within a short while the college activities would spring Into full being. Seeming to know his way around. ] Randolph walked down the hill past tfce railroad station to the river and rented a canoe at the boathouse. There, morning after morning, he paddled up the widening reaches of the stream, past the stone quarries and the bridge, as far as the nar rows; and then floated down again, drifting in mind and body. It was his first vacation In a long while, and he set himself to enjoy it thor oughly. Later, he went over to the col lege library, introduced himself to the librarian, and asked help in pre paring a work upon China. He proved to have a surprising knowl edge of China, and was urged to make himseir at home in the library, which he did. The librarian was so Impressed that he gave Randolph a card to the University Club?a club composed of professors, mainly, oc cupying the basement of one of the buildings. There Randolph met gen tlemen with whom he moved on an eren footing. This was not hard; a university and fraternity man him self. in the fled, lost days of youth, he had little there of which to be ashamed. It was later that his rec | ord drew blank. After this Randolph visited one of the professors In the medical school ? redthalred Scotchman, a dynamic little man of Tast repute and skill ed, wm treated tor stomach trouble which he did not have. Pr. Murray was a second father to many of the college girls, having the quaJity of acquiring confidences from those who knew him. He gave Randolph a cigar and chatted about certain Chi nese diseases. "By the way." said Randolph medi tatively. "I used to know a girl years ago who came over here, I believe, to take up some college work. Shan non. her name was,. Elsie Shan non??" "What's that?" Murray bounced out of his chair with eager interest. "Why, my dear chap, she's one of my girls?has been for years! You know her?" "I used to." Randolph lowered his lids to hide the flame in his eyes. "Is she here now?" "Will be next week. Why, Elsie is the loveliest girl that ever lived? one of the finest! She has charge of the women's dormitory building, you know; a perfect mother to all the girls, yet she's only a girl herself? a slender, sweet flower, brimful of loveliness. Are you to be in town long?" "Don't know yet," said Randolph. "I'm doing some research work, you know?" "Yes. I'd heard." Randolph walked down to the river. There he got his canoe and paddled hard and furiously. Murray's words were burning in him, awakening all low skin and large spectacles; Ran dolph started slightly, realizing he was a Chinese student. "Mr. Randolph, I'd like to Intro duce Mr. Li Huan of Shanghai. You were speaking to me about your typist difficulties, and in case you need a good man, I can recommend Mr. Li absolutely!" Randolph shook hands. Li Huan was very polite; he seemed to be a quiet, efficient sort of chap, and his English was of the clearcut, excel lent smoothness that educated for eigners so often acquire. "Not a half-bad idea." said Ran dolph. "My present typist is poor on spelling, and I'm rather weak on Chi nese words. If you care to come and see me " "Another thing," went on the li brarian. "Mr. Li is very keenly in terested In regenerating his country, like many educated Chinese of today, and I think that he might be able to give you some additional information on the sort of stufT you're writing about. It would fall right in his line." That evening Randolph had the Chinaman for a caller. I?i Huan proved to be a merry soul, but earn est withal. When he had glanced over a few pages of Randolph's much touted "work," he glanced up in sur prise. "This is extraordinary, Mr. Ran so he had chosen evil, careless of what came afterward, yet building up his own way of escape: careless of the sin that he was scheming:; careless of everything except the burning dame that had devoured his vitals these years past, torturing him anew after each period of dormant slumbering. He would possess her, at whatever cost! Each little detail was planned, ready, bulwarked. The dinner In vitation?her acceptance of that would depend upon the briefness of that first meeting, and what she heard about him; upon his position here, upon the bait of curiosity to see how he had made a man of himself! So he built his foundations carefully, step by step, neglecting nothing at all. * * * * ttE bought a roadster and learned to run It. Once he drove over to the city, only an hour's drive away from the collegiate town, and there he carefully scanned, with the eye of a somewhat scornful connoisseur, the places where they could dine. He made arrangements for every thing in his mind, planning each moment of that drive; planning what he would say,and do; planning each detail of the event. He had the little drug that he would put Into her RANDOLPH WENT ONE DAY TO THE REGISTRAR AND MADE DIRECT INQUIRIES. the quiescent fever that lay In his soul. Not until dark did he come home again, the fever burned out. She would be here in a week! * * * * T fPON the following day a chance remark of his friend the librarian decided him that he had better get busy. He engaged a typist and be gan to dictate what he knew about China and Its worst aspects; he was not engaged with the Iniquities of the Chinese, but rather of the for eign settlements. Randolph under took the work in an ironical mood, merely to have something to show in case he were called upon to show any thing. He knew his subject?knew it down to the ground; he could cry "Magna pars ful!" with all truth. He knew it so thoroughly that after two days his typist decided that this was no work for a lady and threw up her job. Randolph only laughed, engaged a student typist of the male sex, and let himself go the limit on his dictation. He found himself en joying it, in a grim way. and It was certain that his typist was kept in terested. Randolph took some of his com pleted work to the librarian, who delved into it with a fierce avidity and directed him to a certain pro fessor of English, the author of many text books on writing and construc tion, who himself had never been able to write an acceptable story. The professor of English was keenly in trigued by Randolph's pages, called them utterly hopeles3 as a manu I script, yet gave him directions as to I publishers. All this was thoroughly i enjoyable to Randolph, who chuckled i many and many a time over the game he was playing with these gentry of the college world. One afternoon he was engaged In a rubber of bridge at the club, and | Dr. Murray cut in. Randolph casually mentioned Elsie Shannon. "She's not here yet, I understand," said one of the other men. "Xo," said Murray, with a keen glance which, despite its kindliness, suddenly alarmed Randolph. "N*o. Her mother is very 111, and she has been given leave of absence for a little while. Do you Jjnow. that girl always reminds me of a bit of old French verse b> Felix Arvers " "Ah!" said the professor of French, who was dealing. "True, true! 'Pour elle, quoique Dieu I'ait faite douce et tendre'?'so pure, so quiet and aus tere'?well said. Murray, well said! An angel, that girl, if ever ope lived! But did you ever notice, gentle men. that in all the sacfed writings we Invariably hear of the angels as beings of the male sex? There's a queer thing for you to ponder. Mr. Randolph! Put It in a book some time." "Thanks; "perhaps I shall." said Randolph, glancing at his hand from beneath lowered lids. "You pass? Two hearts." "Another odd thing," observed Mur ray during the next deal, "is that it I is just such a woman as Miss Shan I non who seems to attract the most 1 brutal and debased men in the world. You're not a flctiontst, Randolph? Well. It's often struck me that there the flctlonlsts hit the nail of human nature squarely on the head. The at traction of opposltes. I presume." "All nonsense!" said the professor of French, ruffling up his spade beard and watching Randolph deal. '"A girl like Miss Shannon can't be fooled. That type, my friends, look through to the spirit of a man. Externals do not matter." Randolph wondered that the cards did not tremble In his hands. He was thinking of the day, well over the years, when Elsie Shannon had looked Into his soul and turned away shivering. ? ? * * ONE day Randolph was talking to the librarian, who suddenly broke oft and glanced from the door of his office. "Walt a minute, Randolph, there's a chap here you ought to meet! Per haps you can make him useful, too. He was here last year and has re turned to finish his course; a very bright young fellow. Indeed '? The librarian darted out and pres ently returned. Accompanying him was a smiling young man with ytU dolph!" he said. "I. had hoped some day to write such a book, exposing fully the ways In which the foreign settlements and foreigners generally treat and exploit the vices and weak nesses of my countrymen, but I could never hope to accomplish such a thing as you have here produced: I would be extremely glad to help on it; I would count it 'a privilege!" Randolph swore to himself. He had no desire whatever to be pushed into writing any real book, and he fere saw future complication. None the less, he realized that his position would be firmly established in -this community if he seized the chance thus offered to him. He engaged Li Huan. The amazing earnestness of this young man gave him much cynical amusement. LI Huan, who was ad mittedly working his way through college ar.d needed money, worked night and day 011 typing over and again what the others had done: he put the manuscript into excellent shape, added much, changed much, until Randolph as astonished at his own work when he read over the pages. As he had nothing better to occupy his time, he threw himself Into the work with LI Huan. It served to keep down the flame ham mering at his pulses whenever he thought of Elsie Shannon. * * * * CTILL she did not come to town. A little afraid of Murray, Ran dolph went on day to the registrar and made direct inquiries. He found that Elsie Shannon's mother was very ill, and that Elsie might not be here for another month; but she would come ultimately. So Randolph went home again, flinging himself into work in order to keep down the burning desire that gripped him whenever he spoke of her. heard of her. dared to think of her! He was in no hurry for her to come. Every week that she delayed established him here more securely. It was upon this firm establishment that he must depend for everything. He meant that she should hear much of him be fore he saw her; she must be looking forward a little to seeing him. to seeing the young wastrel she had known in other days, yho had now made of himself a man of mark! Once he saw her, he must act quickly, swiftly, put his well conceived plan into operation without the least de lay. He must see her one day, and on the following day?act! He dared take no chances on himself, on the quivering passion that might unmask him if he waited; he dared take no chances on Elsie Shannon piercing once again to his ver;r soul with her calm, pure gaze! She would do It, he knew well, if she had the opportunity. He resolved to give her none. One day a brief meeting, very brief, and the appoint ment for the day following. He must arrange this for a Saturday and Sun- , day, of course. He trembled at the thought of how brief that first meet ing must be! In the interim she would hear much of him, he knew; she would look forward to the talk with him, to the little dinner. That much she would not refuse, because of old times, and because she would have heard that he was liked and respected here. She would be curious ?that would be bait" Randolph had not the least com punction In the world over what he meant to do. He had laid himself bare, dissected himself, calmly and coolly during those long desert months down on the Mexican border, and afterward. He knew that he had been made Into a lean, powerful in strument, and he had chosen deliber ately between good and evil. He might have chosen good had he thought there was the least pos sibility that Elsie Shannon would ever care for him. But he knew bet ter. He knew what a slender, pure flower she was, and how she could read into his soul with those calm eyes. He knew that she' could never love htm?that his past would be like a*frightful thing to her, blasting him even from the pale of friendship. And coffee, and knew just how every de tail would be worked. Ther? wai nothing to do. but to await her coming. Meantime he worked with L 1 Huan, and the book dr?w rapidly together ?almost too rapidly, thought Ran dolph. seeing that It would be com pleted In a short while now. After all, there was only so much that he cou.tl put into it. Li Huan helped him grandly, prov ing to have a pretty good acquaint ance himself with the evils that af flicted his people in the treaty ports. Often they worked late Into the night, Li Huan brewing over a spirit lamp rich orange-blossom tea that was sent to him by hia family In Shanghai, and serving little sweet Chinese cakes that came to him by parcel post. And at last Randolph had word that she was coming. "It is done, Mr. Randolph." said LI Huan, taking the final page from the typewriter. Randolph lay back in his chair and chewed his cigar, looking at the sheaf of pages that Li Huan was jostling together Into a solid mass. "Finis" had been typed; the manuscript was finished. In good time, too. thought Ran dolph. On the previous day Elsie Shannon had arrived to take up her work. On the following afternoon he was going to see her for the first time, going to pay the first brief visit. The following day was Satur day; things fitted In well; at last the gods?or the devils?were working on his side! "Wrap it up, LI Huan." said Ran dolph. "Send it to the publisher we agreed upon.'-" What a joke that book was, he re flected! He was glad to have the cursed thing done with, and LI Huan out of the way for a time. Already his pulses were hammering at the j very thought of Elsie Shannon being here in town. He forced himself Into a grim control. The sight of LI Huan wrapping up the completed manu script amused him; the -little yellow man was so dreadfully serious, so monumentally in earnest about it all! Randolph chuckled suddenly and leaned forward. "Tell you what I'll do, Li Huan," he said, chuckling again as the other blinked toward him through his large spectacles. "You've worked like a dog Oil this book, and I don't need the money?in fact, I don't think It'll' bring much, to be frank. I'll make you a present of it." Li Huan stared at him a long moment, a puzzled frown creasing his yellow face. "A present!" he said slowly. "How do you mean, Mr. Randolph?" "Why, anything it brings g^ea to you!" Randolph laughed, not striving to hide his amusement over the whole business. "Send the publishers a let ter saying that I've given you the manuscript, and all future corre spondence is to be handled by you." "That?that is most generous of you, Mr. Randolph!" Li Huan gazed at him, then slowly shook his head. "But I have inquired how these things are done, sir, and what you suggest would hardly do. The manuscript bears your name, you know; that Is only Just and fair " "Oh, yes." assented Randolph. "That's all right." "Then, sir, the publishers would have to know from you that I had the right to handle the manuscript," said the yellow man earnestly. "All right." Randolph laughed. "Type off a letter and I'll sign It." ? * * * ?-pHE typewriter began to bang- once more, hurriedly and frantically, as though Li Huan doubted that his good fortune would linger. Randolph chewed his cigar, his thoughts going to Elsie Shannon, excitement fevering him until he swore to himself and got a grip on his senses. Li Huan handed him the typed riheet, and he scrawled his signature across it. "Shall I ret the tea and cake bow, sir?" Randolph nodded, thinking he need* ed something to calm htm. "If you like.'* Thank heaven tht? would bo the last bit of work with that confounded China boy In the room, silently effi cient, a dynamo throttled down and muffled completely beneath yellow velvet! Murray was a dynamo, too ?the word made him think of the doctor, somewhat uneasily. He must take precautions there; Dr. Murray was a queer little man, brimful of violent impulse and red-headed. Presently LI Huan set the tray on the table, the cups brimming with golden liquid brewed from the finest buds, orange-scented; beside the cups a plate of the sweetish pakes of rice flour. Randolph took his cup In his lap. LI Huan swung about his typist's1 chair and faced him. ? "An odd tang to this tea!" said ] Randolph, smacking his lips over the j slightly astringent fluid. He took one ! of the cakes and dipped It Into.the; tea, eating it. "Is this a new ship ment from your family, L>I Huan?" "No, Mr. Randolph, this Is some old tea that I had on hand." LI Huan took ofT his spectacles and burnished them with his handkerchief, leaving his tea untasted. "I ran out of my last lot, unfortunately. This is some very fine old tea that I was keeping out of sentiment; it is some that my father had and used only on very Important oocasions." "So? 1 appreciate the honor," said Randolph, and swallowed the tea hur riedly. He could hardly pretend that he liked It, but forced himself to courtesy, "l'ou never told me much about yourself. LI Huan. What was your father's business?" LI Huan smiled, apologetically. Randolph felt a queer sensation, as though that tea had not agreed with him. "My father," said the young Chinaman, blandly, "cherished this tea as the oholoest of his posses sions. You see. I am. not ashamed ?In China It is quite honorable to gamble, as you know; that chapter you wrote on gambling houses was a masterpiece! Wall, my father kept a gambling house in Hutsen, the na tive city of Shanghai. Some years ago he was basely murdered by an Amerloan ruffian whom he had be friended." Randolph tried to leap out of his chair, but found himself perfectly helpless to move. As through it mist he saw the features of LI Huar blinking at him, and now they wore a new and terrible expression. "You see. Mr. Randolph. I knew who that American was! This tea has peculiar properties; tomorrow they will find that you died from heart failure. It was a tea that my father cherished very hijfhly. I waited until now to give It to you in order that the book might be fin ished. 1 expect great things of that book! Also, it was kind of you to give It to me and sign the letter, for that removed one of my chief prob lems. "J hope. Mr. Randolph." pursued the bland voice, now blurred to the ears ?f Randolph, "that the book will pay me well. It must, because that will be justice?you took my father's money, you know, and this will be an excellent way of repay ing me." Randolph tried to hear more, tried frantically and horribly, but he oould : not. ? * * * * TaOCTOR MURRAY and the univer sity librarian were alone In their easy chairs In one corner of the club. ? They were old cronies, these two. "You remember Randolph?" said the librarian. "It's a most remark able thing-, the way that book of his has been selling! As an expose It's 1 been marvelous; but the book itself I has a very queer flavor to It?an j Ironlo tang all through the thing." The doctor nodded. "Yes; Its suooess has been phenomenal. Ran dolph led a rather hard life out there In China, I believe?got a good deal of his information at first hand." "1 didm'C know ^hat," said tlie librarian, reflectively. "At any rate, 1.1 Huan has been enriched through Randolph's giving him the manu script. Must have been about the last thing poor Randolph did, too! That chap must have had a big heart; I many taciturn men are like that. 1 suppose he knew that he'd go out suddenly some day." > "It was a tragedy," said Dr. Mur ray. "A tragedy in more ways than one. His death gave me a pretty stiff jolt. I can tell you!" "You?" repeated the librarian. "I didn't know you were such friends " "Oh, not on his account primarily," | Raid the doctor. "You remember El sie Shannon, how she gave up her work here altogether and has gone home to take cars of her mother?" The librarian's browns lifted. "Eh?" "You don't mean to say there was any connection?" "There was," Stated Murray, gruffly. "Damn it! I've never been so brok en up In my life. You see. she had known Randolph some years pre viously; he was a bit wild then, I fancy, from what she's told me. The girl loved him, but oould not accept his wildncss, and he went away. "Well, Randolph turned up here after making a man of himself, in order to meet her again. Elsie had given me some idea of the story. Al most the first time 1 met Randolph, I realized that he was the man she had always loved. You see, Elsie had always had a strange faith In him, had always believed that he'd tu?n out right and oome back a real man. just as he did. I uv her the night after she came to town; had a long talk with her about Randolph, and man, man, you never saw the mystery of womanhood as I saw It In her eyes that night! It was the next day we heard of his death." "Then?they never saw each other?" queried the librarian, softly. Murray shook his head. "He died at the very threshold," he said. "At the very threshold!" (Copyright. 192-J.) J Plots and Counter Plots. (Continued from First Page.) lng down and awaiting whatever punishment that might be meted out to her. It was an unbreakable rule that matters of a military nature should not be discussed in public places, which brings to mind a rather amus ing incident which happened to Maj. Z , one of the Army's skilled phy sicians. who, meeting a Red Cross nurse in Paris, was invited to dine with the young woman and a friend of hers. When the time arrived for the dinner the other male member of the party was called away, so it fell upon the major to be host to his charming compatriot. During the course of the meal the young woman, in an apparently Innocent manner, asked one or two questions that were rather leading, and the major skill fully parried. The questioning oc curred a second and third time, until the major, usually the soul of gal lantry, quite sharply informed the young woman that regulations pro hibited the discussion of such mat ters. After escorting the young woman to her hotel and bidding her good night, the major walked many blocks along the Rue Rivoli, ponder ing whether the young woman had Just been foolish or?well, he did not know what. His course of duty was plain and he put the .G-2 people "wise" to the conversation. After the ? armistice he found that the young woman was connected with G-2 and bad been testing him. The major is at present on duty in Washington. Special credit should be given to the Intelligence officers of both the French and American armies for one piece of extremely daring work that they carried on during the war. There were numerous allied spies In German territory at different Intervals during the war. and It was necessary to have these men return from time to time In order that they might make a ver batim report to the officers directly handling such matters, so French and American aviators at night flew Into German territory ar.d landed without lights In open fields, where they pick ed up the spies and returned with them to France, taking them back the next night. It required not.only the height of courage, but also a flying ability of the highest- order. * * * * ON the brow of the hill just beyond the town of St. Mlhlel the Ger mans had placed dummy cannon and fake machine guns In order to deceive observers. Their ruse was not suc cessful, as a G-2 man brought back a plan showing the location of the enemy guns, describing which were real and which were bits of faked artillery. G-2 had for aoma time susplcioned that a certain cafe was the ren dezvous for certain individuals who were furnishing the German Intelli gence system with Information. A young American officer was detailed on the owe, and he became an al most nightly visitor to the cafe, con suming many bottles of champagne and eating big dinners. His talk was rather loose and unguarded, and one evening, while declaiming upon the prowess of the United States, he sud danly appeared to grow faint and ex cused himself to bathe his head, leav ing hie musette tMC m Um b? eh ?a which he had been sitting. Shortly after cooling his fevered brow he re turned, but still complaining of a se vere headache, he left at an unusually early hour, going direct to the email hotel, or pension, where he was quar tered. About 9 o'clock the next morning he dashed madly into the cafe and asked the proprietor if any one had picked up some papers belonging to him, which must have dropped out of his bag when he was in there the evening before. The owner of the cafe assured him that no papers had been found. The young officer ex plained that they were only personal papers and a few Army orders, which, while they did not amount to much, might get him into trouble if he could not produce them. The young man appeared agitated. The papers stolen from his bag told of a troop movement that was to be made within the next week to a sec tor which heretofore had been a very i i quiet one. The loss of these papers i resulted in the Germans sending 1 three divisions to the place named in I the missing documents, thus weaken ing their force at a point which was to be attacked in a few days. It was a G-2 plot, carefully prepared and skillfully executed. The incidents described are but a very few that occurred both in this country and in France. The work of the intelligence division of the Army extended to many countries, and no greater praise can be bestowed than the words uttered by a captured Ger man officer, who said: "We have worked for years on our intelligence system. You had none when you came into the war; your work has been wonderful and 1 ant frank to say that the activities of your or ganization have caused us great an noyance." The Art of Lighting. a T a meeting of an engineering society one expert expressed the opinion that the iHuminatlng engineer can treat a cathedral very much as a pa&iter does, by emphasizing the lights and shadow?. He has confidence In the results to be obtained by a solu tion of the problem of luminous paint. He described a concert hall celling, 125 feet square, which has been illuminat ed with a great variety of electric lights, modified by screens, so as to produce the effect of a Tast, glowing, but harmoniously colored, oriental rug. He believes that In time there will be used twisted luminous tubes, and that means will be found better to make the atmosphere of a large room glow without the slightest visi ble means of Illumination. Facts for Marksmen. A SERIES of experiments made in France on the vibrations set up in gun barrels by the effects of firing indicates another allowance that the j expert' marksman should make for j the Individual peculiarities of his rifle. The shock of firing sets, the particles of the gun barrel oscillating In elliptic t curves, producing deflections of the barrel. The periods of vibration in different rifles vary between one twenty-flfth and one fle-hundredth of a second, and the experiments indicate that a small-bore gun Is to fee pre ferred to one of large caliber, because the bullet can leave Its muzzle before the deflection of the 'barrel has be mm considerable. What About a New Calendar? Moses B. Cotswortk of Vancouver, B. C., Nowi in Washington, Tells j of the Plan for New! Method of Keep ing> Track of Days, Weeks,! Months and Years. The New Month of! Sol"?Steps in Cal endar Reform. AN* you tell what a month Is? Our months vary from 28 to 31 days?11 per cent differ ence. Yet the same monthly salaries and rents are Inequitably paid. Monthly business charges for maintenance, depreciation, etc., are in that crude way unfairly proportion ed; camouflaging- monthly profits as though each month was productively one-twelfth of the year?a fallacy re futed by March of this year, which has 14 per cent more earning power than February, which is only one thirteenth of the year. These are but a few of tlie argu mnts of proponents of a plan of calendar reform. Numerous other reasons are presented by its advo MOSSES B. COTS WORTH. catcs to support the need for a sub stitution of the present time calendar by dividing the year into thirteen months of twenty-eight days each. 1 * * * * [ ??pHE Liberty Calendar Association of America, which rec. ntly held a convention in Washington, is sup porting the liberty calendar bill, in troduced in the House by Representa tive Schal] of Minnesota. Tiiis bill, which would put the new time sched ule into effect in 1928. is advocated by the association as affording a standard time schedule every year, which would definitely fix for all time the dates of every day of the week by the uniform 2S-day month division and thus dispense with the need of; yearly calendars and end the lncon- ! venience of liavl.-.g to refer to these 1 to establish the coincidence of days and dates. In 365-day years the odd day re maining would be disposed of as "New Tear day." the first of the year to be given no other designation an<l retained as a legal holiday, in "leap i year" the additional one day lap would be disposed of by creating a "Leap Tear day" between the months I of June and July, as a legal holiday, i The extra month on the calendar would be called "Sol." The proposed calendar would begin ' the week with Sunday as now. Thus ! 192S was selected for installing it be- ' cause it then begins w ith the week. The same dates for every month then j would be fixed for each day of the; week until the end of time. An esti- i mated saving of $25,000,000 a yearj now expended *>n calendars would re- 1 suit from the international adoption of the calendar bill. There are several other plans for a calendar reform which have been ' proposed jn European countries. A bill has been introduced in the Brit ish parliament providing for fhe adoption of the Swiss plan, which | also sets aside a New' Year day and divides the remaining 364 days into four quarters of ninety-one days each?each quarter to have one month of thirty-one days and two months of thirty days. * * * # 'J'HE "Liberty calendar plan," how ever. is sftid to be more popular in the United States. The Swiss plan is popular in Europe, due probably to the fact that it was first proposed there and is better understood than the American "Liberty" calendar plan. Moses B. Cotsworth of Vancouver. British Columbia, secretary-treasurer of the International Fixed Calendur League, is probably the originator of the calendar reform movement. He attended the recent convention here of the Liberty Calendar Association of America and outlined his plan for a thirteen-month year, which was unanimously adopted, although the Liberty Calendar Association had called the convention. "We earn and pay by the month," said Mr. Cotsworth. "but have not an equal monthly measure?except for prisoners Jailed to serve equal months of thirty days. They are the| only class who know what a month really is." "All calendar periods of earning and spending should be equal," according to Mr. Cotsworth. "to help regular employment, circulate money, sta bilize business and prosper home life for the daily benefit of all persons. "We are forced to look for cal endars to trace how many weeks intervene between dates, and lo cate the week-day names begin ning, ending and dated differently through months. Periodical business and social meetings held on the se lected week days have to be de scribed as the first and third Wed nesday, Friday nearest the twentieth, etc. Dates for national holidays, fes tivals, etc., falling on Sundays have to be postponed by proclamations.1 Bank drafts, trade bills, wages and adjustments are complicated, by weekly wanes being differently split up by the parts of weeks ending on one ft nil begining the next month, quarter year, li?ilf year and year? nine months spread into fifth weeks and three into sixth weeks. "Five Saturdays each were in Jan uary, April, July, October and De cember, 3 321, when housekeepers are forced to buy a fifth week's meats, groceries, etc.. out of equal monthly incomes. Many thus trend into debt, or seek to 'sub' from husbands who also arc found shorter of cash when longer months end. These shortages result in family and other troubles, thus caused by unequal monUi.?. * * * * ??*ONVERSELY, when storekeep ers fir.d five Saturdays in a month, their inflated incomes encour age overbuying, causing worries next month, when less sales on four Saturdays fail to provide sufficient money to pay for the longer month's purchases, thereby trending retailers and others into debt and recurring troubles. "The inequalities in halves and quarters of years are confusing and develop unjust differences in business. Moon wandering Kasters drift those and other festival dates erratically, forcing school, college and legisla tive periods to inequitable lengths, causing much inconvenience and loss." Mr. Cotsworth's plan proposes to re place the dual names "calendar" and "almanac" by the name "yearal." The "yearal" is designed to abolish all calendar-caused inequalities. It is pointed out by Mr. Cotsworth that every nation now calendars its days through the year by weeks of seven days. The days, however, were not so grouped when the worlds many different calendars of clumsy months were crudely imposed upon our remote ancestors about 2.000 years ago. "We cannot alter the lengths of days, week or years," he declares. "But all the months can be easily amended to the twenty eight days used in Kebruary, 191-1. when the weeks quartered February best for business and soc'al con venience. That ideal month of Febru ary, 1914." he said, "is my model for the new 'yearal* of thirteen months." "Sol" has been selected as the name for the additional month bv Mr. Cots worth. "Sol." he said, can be in serted between June and July, as easily as "leap day" was put between February and March, 1920, as Febru ary 29. This proposed month, with the twelve existing months, will equal ly divide and complete the "yearal.' according to his plan, * which has been unanimously indorsed by the Royal Society and the govern ment of Canada, and was indorsed as decidedly the best by the Amen can convention just closed at Wash ington, D. C. "New Tear day" (with out any week day name) is prefixed as an extra whole Saturday holiday preceding January 1. and included in that month as Japuary "O." That will absorb the odd week day now forcing all day names to change throughout the 3f0 dates in the > ear. "I>eap day." under this plan, will precede July 1 as a sum mer holiday, without a week day name, as July "O." Those two changes are designed to fix each of the reven week day names permanently to their fifty-two recurring yearly da'es. Then the same day of the werk will always cycle to its four fixed dates every month, so that the passing day of the week will denote its current monthly date. ?"The third but less essential change proposed is to abolish moon-wandci - ing Kasters. by internationally fix ing Kaster at its most convenient date, leaving each nation free to fix its own national holidays and festivals. "Every citizen in every nation," said Mr. Cotsworth. "will benefit every day by the congress of nations adopting the "year*!'; that will thence operate to their mutual ad vantage and be as easily used as "standard time/ which was so bene ficially established by the interna tional conference in Washington about forty years ago." Radium and the Air. KN" Kiven to the study of radio activity suggest that the elec tric conductivity of the atmosphere is largely, if not entirely, due to the radioactive emanations from the earlh's crust. In support of this idea they mention the fact that in closed cellars and deep holes and wells the conductivity of the air is sometimes fifty times as great as that of the normal air. Another suggestive fact is that on days of low barometer, when the smaller pressure of the atmosphere favors the escape of emanations from fissures in the ground, tile conductiv ity of the air increases. It is thought that the startling electric phenomena occurring over an active volcano may be due to a r;ulioactive emana tion accompanying the escape of the voh^ariic gases and vapors. Sulphur in the Soil. ; J7XPERIMKXTS made in this coum j try are regarded as proving the generally prevailing theory that sul j phur in the soil is of little value for promoting fertility, as compared with phosphorus and nitrogen, is er roneous and that sulphur is. In fact, of vast importance. Continuous cul tivation, together with insufficient fertilization, causes a large annual loss ol' sulphur, which cannot be compensated from the atmosphere, and little is brought up by capillarity from the subsoil. The experimenters, therefore, recommend the applica tion of fertilizers containing sulphur to lands which ar* frequently crop ped. The failure hitherto to* recog nize the great value of sulphur in the soil is ascribed to faulty analytic methods employed by early investi gators. A NT one who is in doubt as to An dfew Jackson's native state should read the Congressional Rec ord : He v. Stevenson (democrat. South Carolina)?"I am a good deal of an Andrew Jackson democrat lb* v. as born in my district and raised there." Representative I'unbar. republican. Indiana?"Was not Andrew Jackson born in North Carolina?" Representative Stevenson.?"No, sir, he was born in South Carolina, and he left his punchbowl, which I think Mr. Volsteaa is going to get, to his 'native state of South Carolina.'"