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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 26, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 18

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By Florence L. Henderson
j It does not matter which side had
my sympathies. I was strictly a neu
tral. I was a neutratas well, in a
sense that was humanitarian. I was
benefiting Germans and allies alike,
I was under the protection of both, I,
Carl Isberg from the far north, but
understanding English, French, Ger
man and something of low Dutch be
sides. To me one day came Prof. Abar
banel at Munich. His big goggles
took me in affectionately. We had
been good friends. More than that,
I had been a faithful servant and was
proud of it We had mutually shared
much of peril.
"The supply has run out," he an
nounced to me, and I knew what he
meant and my face fell and then ex
pressed an irresistible relief that was
born of selfishness and love.
The supply of what, you will ask.
I will reply artictene. That is not the
word, but you would understand it no
better if I said diatose-radii or kokan
lubrica. Enough to say that articene
was a drug, the formula of which was
held only at Munich by a firm becom
ing rich, vastly rich because of the
Its use among the wounded and dy
ing in hospitals at the battle front
was the final relief for excruciating
pain. It subdued the last pangs of
the dying. It was a nepenthe for the
tortured, agonized wretch, half shot
away, and through its qualities al
lowed a peaceful, painless death.
How the arrangement was ever ce
mented I never knew, but Professor
Abarbanel, as the distributor of the
Munich house, had safe conducts
through the camps of every nation in
.Europe. The panacea was minute in
bulk and almost priceless. Its vital
'ingredient was imported, war condi
tions had shut this out, and the pre
tcious Sunly had "run out," the pro
cessor said.
This was not literally true, but it
meant that its manufacture had
ceased. I was given a proportion of
what was left to deliver it at Paris
and my labor was done. Other
agents were dispatched to Russia.
Italy, England. Forestalling what I
knew must come, I had got word to
Vice Admiral Burtelle, the father of
my fiancee, of my plans. I had the
drug and my earnings of well-nigh
a year secreted under my shirt. I
had other funds at home in America
g" J
Her Bulk Was Fairly Enormous
and was in a positon to wed my peer
less Adele.
The Polaric, war ship, was to con
vey me to a point on the Belgian
coast, where I was to be landed by a
small boat. Thence there was open
territory by sea or land to French or
English ports, as I chose.
I knew that Vice Admiral Burtelle
was in the vicinity of Aile, a town just
beyond the Holland frontier His
present marine command was the
charge of the Seeker, an inspection

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