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MONDAY EVENING, FEBRUARf 17, 1919.
f, TRAVELS IN EUROPE
Whenever newspapers contain reports of murders
committed, especially in large .cities, vast crowds gather
around the place whero the awful event happened, and
although there is nothing to see and nothing to hear, peo
ple remain standing in front of the place for hours. In
their mind they conjure up a picture of all the grow
some details and take a certain uncanny pleasure in try
ing to thus "study" the crime. The motive of such inter
est is nothing but sheer morbidity which is in reality a
disease of the mind, and recognized as such. It is only
in the exceptional cases that it needs treatment, for its
appearance is so general that it is not considered a
phenomenon. In modern literature the morbid instinct
has reached its highest pinnacles in the works of Zola
and Baudelaire and in much of that art which has been
produced in consequence of the world war.
Certain oriental and early Christian sects prescribed
that their members inflict physical pain on themselves,
and we have a thousand and one records showing that
the sectarians felt a sensation of pleasure in suffering.
The sensation agitating a modern mind when witnessing
or studying pain, or whatever there may be found as in
dication that pain has been suffered, is really akin" to
the feelings of the primitive ancients—and will probably
remain with us for untold ages to come.
That the morbid instinct just now is coming into its
own on a vaster scale than probably before is revealed
in the news that thousands of people arc besieging the
state department for passports which will admit them
to France and Belgium*. They have no definite end in
view—they want to "see the battlefields," want to look
at the ruin wrought by war, and to imagine the thunder,
the cries, the excitement and the rivers of blood of the
battle.
The state department acts wisely in refusing to issue
assports for such purposes. Tourist travel in Europe
Df that kind should not be countenanced, far less encour
aged, for it would serve no useful purpose whatsoever.
There are other people who'want to visit the battle
fields for a different reason, and when things have been
more definitely adjusted, permission will undoubtedly .be
granted to them for their desire is to stand at the grave
their soldier son, husband or brother—to feel once
more that they are, in a way, close to him who, when he
ivent abroad to fight, was perhaps the best, and the
clearest they had. To stand at the grave of the lost rela
tive who died on a foreign field of honor is a natural
ivish and does not in any way betray a morbid mind.
There will be many pilgrim trips to those graves "over
there," and it is not unreasonable to suppose that those
tvho make I hem will come back all the better under
standing than" when they set out on their journey, for
they will have seen a light pierce through the veil of
iarkness will have perceived that whatever happened,
It all happened for the best, and that there is pride in
knowing that the blood of one's best friend on earth was
shed for the triumph of a common cause.
But the mere tourist would have no such result of
a trip to devastated Franco and Flanders. Ho would
simply be gratifying a whim and aggravating the un
healthy morbid feeling of which he is possessed.
REVISION IS NEEDED
The United States senate has come to the conclusion
that the American coftrt-martial system is worth invest
igating, so hearings have been inaugurated in an effort
to find out what it is all about. Those who say that they
know whereof they 3peak, claim that the court-martial
methods used in this country are fte most antiquated
in the world, and some of the reports oozing out from
the mass of official documents accumulated in Washing
ton do seem to-indicate that there is need for a revision
of existing law's governing the procedure in military jur
isprudence.
An extreme case was related before the senate com
mittee last week: Told to stop smoking in the company
a private had invited his sergeant to betake
ate result that the private was brought before a court-,
martial and sentenced to forty years in the federal peni
tentiary. This sentence was pronounced on the young
man despite the alleged fact that he had been in the
service only a few days and had not yet been taught all
the details of discipline. It was said at the hearing that
while this case was exceptional, there were thousands
of others almost as bad.
The purpose of the present investigation is to effect
a reform which will make it mandatory to have all court
martial cases reviewed by the judge-aOvocate. As it is
now, there is no review except in cases of capital pun
ishment where an appeal may be presented to the Presi
dent of the country sitting as the chief commander of the
army.
it
stands to reason that discipline—inflexible disci
pline—is essential in army life. Any attempt.ta break
the rigid rules may have very serious consequences not
only for the morale of the unit, but for the very work
of the army.-".\
On the other hand it does seem that there are al-
ADVOCATES FERTILE
WORK FOR RUSSIA
^Vladivostok, Jan. 2.—(Correspond
ence of the Associated Press.) Es
tablishment of textile factories in
Vladivostok "and other eastern 8i
berlan localities is advocated by a
writer in the Dalny Vostok, which
vrtya that the textile'iridustries of the
Polish and. Mopcow districts no longer
extet. Thf -writer deserts that order
TBwm wlll'be firmly established here In
«M»«rn Siberia, ahd that the water
Wmf* ensure "the delivery of raw
wauttala apd machinery: He adda:-
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Indo-China, Korea and South Man
churia wool in Australia, silk in
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district and in Siberia, hemp in the
Amur regions. Merino has a future
in the Transbaikal region rough
Transbaikalia. 'rQm
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Russian commercial fleet. Fuel is
near at hand ImmeAse coal fields are
near the coasts. Suchan awaits ex
ploijation. Labor is insured by the
trained,, cheap labor of Chinese and
Japanese.
ia'^^AAA^ "J"1 Manchuria used
ratal*! worth of textils
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ways attending circumstance* which might make it pos
sible to compel discipline without having* to resort to
medieval methods, and that .a system might.be devised
by which that end could be attained. The present
methods allow Individual bfficers who are not legally
trained, too much .latitude' in disposing of cases coming
before them, and the hope of a review or an appeal cut
off beforehand, the delinquent, is very literally at the
mercies of the military court.
The procedure is in many instances exactly opposite
that of jurisprudence in civil life where an' accused in
dividual has certain rights of which he is deprived at
the moment when he, at the call of his country, dons its
uniform. Trivial offenses are too easily magnified into
criminal cases of the first magnitude, and altogether too
much seems to be left to the Individual discretion of the
members of the court-martial.
There i^ something peculiar, also, in considering the
fact that while a soldier may be sent to prison for forty
years merely because he "sasses" 'his superior, certain
civilian Individuals who harangued against conscription
and against all those Issues for which the country
fought, were permitted |to either go scot free or, at the
most, to serve a sentence which, when compared with
some of those meted out by the military courts, seems
altogether ridiculously inadequate.
A SPIRIT EXEMPLIFIED
One of the results of the collapse of Oerman militar
ism is the almost certain return to Denmark of Slesvig
Holsten (it is no longer fashionable to write "Schlcswig
Holstein") ceded to Prussia in consequence of that coun
try's and Austria's combined victory over Denmark in
1864. The new powers in Germany have indicated their
willingness to restore the province to its rightful mother
land, and President Wilson has expressed his personal
desire for having the problem brought before the peace
congress.
When this return is effected, it will afford a solid
illustration of what consistent and tenacious patriotism
can accomplish. The population of the northern part
of SleBvig-Holsten has always been pure Danish, and no
matter what methods of suppression and deportation the
Prussian government applied, the people remained Dan
ish, and never cnce lost entirely their hope that some
day the reunion with Denmark was to come.
Since the signing of the armistice 'it Has become
possible to speak Danish publicly in Slesvig, and the!
ported that any official opposition has been expressed to
the movement for making thousands of Danish flags to
be unfurled on the day when the restoration is consum
ated.
The, government of Denmark has done nothing in
regard to the matter, taking the correct and dignified
view that its settlement was up to Germany, but that the
return of the "lost provinces" will he^halled with joy,
official and unofficial, is clearly indicated in the advices
reaching, this country.
A hope is expressed that the return of Slesvig-Hol
sten may take place some time during the coming sum
mer, for on June 15, Danes will' celebrate the seven
hundrdth anniversary of their flag—the oldest of all flags
iu Europe. According to tradition, it descended from
King Valdemar the Victorious attacked "the heathen
Prussians" on the plains of Esthonia, and. has- remained
the national emblem of Denmark ever since.
The seventh centennial of the flag, and the restora
tion of Slesvig-Holsten would be impressively and ap
propriately combined in a series of festivities this year,
and the message which such a celebration will carry to
the rest of the world is that the. spirit of nationalism 2Deh
has had her resurrection, and Italia irredenta is no more.
THE ELEMENT OF-EFFICIENCY
A distinguished foreigner who arrived at New York
last week expressed his amazement at the successful war
enterprises of the-United States, and when searching for|ofTa
to the feeling, of national unity. In that he was right,
of course, but there could be added another element
without which unity would have gone for naught.
It is the element of efficiency, /n a general and in an
intimate sense. In no country has it reached a higher
stage than in this, and in ho country has it been organ-
ized and systematized as in the United States.
That practical and simple invention of the card in
dex system has really been typical of the advance made
in the direction of constantly increasing efficiency, for it
is now possible—and it is done—to make almost perfect
records of the worth of an institution's or an individual's
The card index
and has since invaded ail other modern countries with ithe
himself speedily to a certain hot place with 'thp ultim-i drilled into the minds of the present an instant, she considered me suffl
American generation, so that it is now possible to make
it is the will and energy of a nation ^.hat became vital
ized, and in seeking to accomplish thing# with a max
imum of success it naturally found support in the stand
ard of personal efficiency which represents the collective
efforts of a whole country.
It has become the habit to speak so much of effic
iency that.it sometimes tires one Just a little bit. Just
the same, it is a tangible factor and one that contributed
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S? GRAND FORKS HERALD* MONDAY. FEBRUARY 17. 1919.
CHAPTER I.
Vicky Van.
Victoria Van Allen was the name
she signed to her letters and to her
cheques, hut Vicky Van, as her
friends called her, was signed all over
her captivating personality, from the
top of her dainty, tossing head to the
tips of her dainty, dancing feet.
I liked her from the first, and if
her "small and earlies" were said to
be so called because they were timed
by the small and early numerals on
the clock dial, and if her "little"
bridge games "kept in active circula
tion a goodly share of our country's
legal tender, those things are not
crimes. /,
I lived in one of the polite sections
of New York. City, up among the
.East Sixties, and at the insistence of
my sister and aunt,' who lived with
me, our home was near enough the
great boulevard to be designated by
that enviable phrase, "Just off Fifth
Avenue." We were on the north side
of the street, and, nearer to the Ave
nue, on the south side, was the home
of Vicky Van.
Before I knew .the girl, I saw her a
few times, at long intervals, on the
steps of her hmise, or entering her
ltytle car, and hatT-consciously I noteo
her charm and her evident zest of
life.
Later, when a club friend offered to
take me there to call, I accepted
gladly, and as I have said, I liked her
from the first.
And yet, I never said much about
her to my sister. I am, in a way, re
sponsible for Winnie, and too, she's
too young to go where they play
Bridge for money. Little faddly pi ize
bags or gift-shop novelties are her
stakes.
Also, lAunt Lucy, who helps
lo°k
authorities do not seem particularly displeased with the Exactly"boSIS—Ind^el'^uppose1
work of Danish newspapers and societies nor is it re-
after Win, wouldn't quite under-
11 did
represent one compartment of
th^t Iiandy"box
of a
ROOtl
the reason, came to the conclusion that it was all due defiance of much good advice I have
results. The system of checking up, of Van herself, dancing toward me, "did
comparing, and of demanding the extreme in ev-erv
The spirit of efficiency early invaded the army and him in the same way.
the navy, and in all the auxiliary war organizations it th^^an^rtth'the ^"nvffi
reached heights undreamed of before this country smiling in sheer gayety of heart, and
entered the war. It is not merely a dry-as-dust system ^facak Cr wks arranged in'the
which has been incorporated in certain set formulas newest style, that covered her ears
with soft Hoops and exposed the shape
of her trixh little head. It was band
ed with a jeweled .fillet, or whatever
they call those Oriental things they
wear, and her big eyes with their'
long, dark lashes, her pink cheeks
and curved scarlet lip# seemed to say,
"the world owes/me a living and I'm
going to collect."
very materially to the speedy and victorious end of the ostentatious or over ornate, It was
war. It is not overlooked, but seldom thought of in quietly and in the best of taste lux
connection with America's participation in the interna
tional conflicts, and it wUl be seen that its Importance
during the period of belligerency will be overshadowed
only by that of the readjustment period.
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Raw material and ita delivery are „!»Kestan to Moscow. Vladivostok if I've made It sound rather—er—,
cheap, especially with the help of the
sur50un£'n*
.. Hariald* Wanta
term. But I'm
going to tell you, right now, about a
party I went to there, and you can
see for yourself what Vicky Van waft
like.
"How late you're going out," said
Winnie, as I slithered into my top
coat. "It'» after eleven."
"Little girls mustn't make com
ments on big brothers," I smiled back
at her. Win was nineteen and I had
attained the mature age of twenty
seven. We were orphans and
spinster Aunt Lucy did her best to be
a parent to us: and we got on
smoothly epough, for none of us had
the temperament that rouses friction
in the home.
"Across the street?" Aunt Lucy
guessed, raising her aristocratic^ eye^
brows a hair's breadth.
"Yes," I returned, the least bit ir
ritated at the implication of that
hairbreadth raise. "Steele will be
over there and I want to see him—"
This time ttye said eyebrows went
up frankly in'amusement, ancr the
kind blue eyes beamed as she said,
"AH right. Chet, run along."
Though I was Chester Calhoun, the
junior partner of the law firm of
Bradbury and Calhoun,'and held my
self in due and consequent respect, I
didn't mind Aunt Lucy's calling me
Chet
or
and or intenseslove of country proves triumphant wher- things from the women of his house-
ever it is vigorously and patiently asserted.
Because of the existence of such a spirit, Belgium
is today a free nation Alsace-Lorraine is French PoRtnd shoulder and wS on her hard
e,ven' sh®
sometimes did,
fyuatiMu Chetty. A man puts up with those
hold. As to Winnie, she called me
anything that came handy, from L^rd
Chesterton to Chessy-Cat.
I patted Aunt Lucy on her soft old
young head, and was off,
True, I d'id expect to see Steele at
Vicky -van's—he was the club chap
who had introduced me there—but
as Aunt Lucy had so cleverly suspect
ed. he was not my sole reason for go
ing. A bigger reason was that I al
ways had a good time there, the sort
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"ked
I crossed the street diagonally, in
heard and read against such a pro
ceeding. But at eleven o'clock at
night the traffic in those upper side
streets Is not sufficient to endanger
life or limb, and I reached Vicky
Van's houBe in safety.
It was a very small house, and, it
was the one nearest to the Fifth Ave-
nue
corner, though the long side of
the first house on that block of the
Avenue lay between.
The windows on each floor were
brilliantly lighted, and I mounted the
long flight of stone steps sure of a
merry welcome, and a jolly time.
I was admitted by a maid whom I
already knew well enough to say
"Evening, Julie," as I passed her, and
in another moment, I was in the long,
system originated in this country narrow living-room and was a part of
gay
sroup there.
I "Angel child!" exclaimed Vicky
he
come to see his little ole friend?"
and laying her two hands in mine for
ciently
a cnart of the value and the waste of every person's always tantalizing a man with a hope
work.
of special attention, anjl then flying
welcomed, and danced off
again. She was a will o' the wisp,
I away to another guest, only to treat
goods from Moscow—at the price
current before the war—per vcar
Sihprin rttfvrm yoke, tnere were snouiaer straps or
Siberia offers an immense market, not these same beads, and the sleeves
to consider Russia, when it is cheaper weren't there.
to trapsport manufactured goods by _iAnd
THAN V- BRING COTTON FROM
Not as a matter of financial obliga
tion, be it undefiptood.
Vicky Van had money enough and
though nothing about her home was
Rut I was describing Vicky herself.
Her gown, the skirt part of It, was a
sort of mazy maize-colored thin stuff,
rather short and rather full, that
swirled as she moved, and fluttered
when she danced. The bodice part,
was tof heavily .gold-spangled ma
terial, and a kind of overskirt ar
rangement was a.lQt of' long, gold
fringe made of beads. Instead of a
yet that
irom.Winnie
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districts must be gay and festive, it*« my bungling way
declared a free port with free afecesslof describing It. and also, because
ior raw material. The government! Vicky's personality would add gayety
must co-operate to- flrmly establish and festivity to any raiment.
foreign capital in textile industries.
We must hurry before Great B.-itain,
America and Germany get to work at
full speed, for then it will \be too
late."
TO
when she gets older, and
Her little feet -wore goldly slippers,
and a lot of ribbons criss-crossed over
her ankles, and on the top of each
slipper wa« a gilt butterfly that flut
tered.
Yet with all this bewildering effect
•of frivojlty, the first term I'd make
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By CAROLYN WELLS
Author of "A Chain of Evidence," "The Clue," The Maxwell Mystery," Etc.
O I
use of in describing Vlck's character
would be Touch-me-not. I believe
there's a flower called that—noli me
tarigere—or some such name. Well,
that's Vicky Van. She'd laugh tnd
jest with you. artd then if you said
anything by way of a personal com
pliment or flirtatious foolery, she was
oft and away from your side, like a
thistle-down in a summer breeze. She
was a witch, a madcap, but she had
her own way in everything, and her
friends did her will without question.
Her setting, too, just suited her. Her
living room was one of those very
narrow, very deep rooms so often seen
in the New York side streets. It was
done up in French gray and rose, as
was the dictum of the moment. On
the rose-brocaded walls were few pic
tures, but just the right ones. Gray
enameled furniture and deep win
dow-seats with rosecolored cushions
provided resting-places, and soft
rpse-shaded lights gave a mild glow
of illumination.
Flowers were everywhere. Great
bowls of roses, jars of pink carnations
and occasionally a vase of pink
orchids were on mantel, low book- I
dases or piano. And sometimes the
odor of a cigarette or a burning
pastille of Oriental fragrance, added
to the Bohemian effect which is, oft
ener than not, discernible by the
sense of smell.
Vicky herself, detested perfumes or
odors of any kind, save fresh flowers
all about. Indeed, she detested Bo
hemianism, when it meant unconven
tional dress or manners 'or loud
voiced jests or songs.
Her house was dainty, correct and
artistic, and yet, I knew its atmos
phere would not please my Aunt
Lucy, or be just the right place for
Winnie.
Many of the guests I knew. Cassie
Weldon was a concert singer and
Arfadne Gale an artist of some prom
inence, both socially and in her art
circle. Jim Ferris and Bailey Mason
were actors of a good sort, and Bert
Garrison, a member of one of my
best clubs, was a fast rising archi
tect. Steele hadn't come yet.
Two tables of bridge were playing
in the back part of the room, and in
the rest of the rather limited space
several couples were dancing.
"Mayn't we open the doors to the
dining room, Vicky?" called out one
of the card players. "The calorics of
this room must be about ninety in
the shade."
Open them a little way," returned
Miss Van Allen. "But not wide, for
there's a surprise supper and I don't
want you to see it yet."
They set the double doors a few
inches ajar and went on with their
game. The dining room, as I knew,
was a wide room that ran 411 across
the house behind both living-room
and hall. It was beautifully decorat
ed in pale green and silver, and often
Vicky Van would have a "surprise
supper," at which the favors of en
tertainers would be well worth wait
ing for.
Having greeted many whom I knew,
I looked about for further
with my hostess.
"She's upstairs in the music room,"
said Cassie Weldon, seeing and in
terpreting my questing glance.
"Thank you, lady, for those kind
words." I called back over my
shoulder, and went upstairs.
of rest and peace from the laughter 9,aih?un-
Vicky sat enthroned on a white
divan, her feet crossed on a gold-em
broidered white satin footcu^hlon.
In front of her sat three or four of
her guests all laughing and chatting.
"But he vowed he was going to get
here somehow," Mrs. Reeves was say
ing.
"What's his name?" asked Vicky,
though in a voice of little interest.
"Somere," returned Mrs. Reeves.
"Never heard of him. Did you, Mr.
Calhoun and Vicky Van looked up
at me as I entered.
"No Miss Van Allen. Who is he?"
"I don't know and I don't care.
Only as Mrs. Reeves says he is com
ing here tonight, I'd like to know
something about him."
"Coming here! A man you don't
know?" I drew up a chair to join
the group. "How can he
"Mr. Steele is going to bring him,"
said Mrs. Reeves. "He says—Nor
man Steele says, that Mr. Somers is
a first-class all-around chap, and no
end of fun. Says he's a millionaire."
"What's a millionaire more or less
to me?" laughed Vicky. "I choose
my friends for their lovely character,,
not for their wealth."
"Yes, .you've selected all of us for
that, dear," agreed Mrs. Reeves, "but
this Somers gentleman may be
amiable, too."
Mrs. Reeves was a solid, sensible sort
of person, who acted as ballast for
tjie volatile Vicky, and sometimes
reprimanded her in a mild way.
"I love the child." she had said to
me once, "and she is a little brick.
But once In a while I have to tell her
a few things for the good of the com
munity. She takes it all like an
angel."
"Well, I don't care," Vicky went
on. "Norman Steele has no right to
bring anybody hero whom he hasn't
asked me about. If I don't like him,
I shall ask some of you nice, amiable
men to get'me a long plank, and
we'll put It out of a window, and
make him walk It... Shall we?
We all agreed to do this, or to tar
and feather and ride on a rail any
gentleman who might in tmy way be
so unfortunate as to fall one lota short
of Vicky Van's requirements.
"And now," said Vicky, "if yoii'll
all please go downstairs, except Mrs.
Reeves and Mr. Garrison and my own
sweet self, I'll be orfly obliged to
you."
The sweeping gesture with whlih
she sought to dismiss us was a wave
of her white arms and a smile of her
red Hps, and I, for one, found it Im
possible to obey. I started with the
rest, and then after the. gay crowd
were part way down stairs I turned
back.
"Please, mayn't I join your little
class, if I'll/be very good?" 1 begged.
"I don't.want Bert Garrison .to be
left alone at the mercy of two such
sirens."
Miss Van Allen hesitated. Her
pink-tipped forefinger rested a mo
ment on her curved Hp. "Yes," she
•aid, nodding her head. "Yes, stay,
Mr. Calhoun. You may be a help.
Are you any good at .getting theatre
boxes after they're all sold
"That'a tea A»nfa—Inn?'
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and you
imp.
"I learned it from a correspondence
school. Where's the theater? Lead
mVt°s"the
[Metropolis Theater," she
replied. "And I want to have a party
there tomorrow night, and I want two
boxes, and this awful, dreadful, bad
Mr. Garrison says they're all soia,
and I can't get any! What can you
do about it?",
"Oh, I'll fix it. I'll go to the peo
ple who bought the boxes you want,
and—I don't know what I'll say to
them, exactly—but I'll fix up such a
yarn that they'll beg me to take the
boxes off their hands."
"Oh, will you, really?" and the
dazzling smile she gave me would
have repaid a much greater Hercu
lean task than I had undertaken.
And, of course, I hadn't meant it, but
when she thought I clid, I couldn't go
back on my word.
"I'll do my best, Miss Van Allen,"
I said, seriously, "and if 1 can't pos
sibly turn the trick, I'll—well, I'll buy
the Metropolitan Opera House, and
put on a show of my own."
"Xo," she laughed, "you needn't do
that. But if you try and fail—why,
we'll just have a little party here, a
sort of consolation party, and—oh,
let's have some private theatricals.
Wouldn't that be fun-"
"More fiun than the original pro
gram?-' I asked q.uickly, hoping to
be let oft my promise.
"No, sir!" she cried, "decidedly not!
I want especially to have' that the
ater party and supper afterward at
the Britz. Now you do all you can,
won't you?"
1 promised to do all I could, and I
had a partial hope I could get what
she wanted by hook or crook, and7
then, as she heard a specially favor
ite fox-trot Being dashed off on the
piano downstairs, she sprang from
her seat, and kicking the! satin
cushion aside, asked me to dance. In
a moment we were whirling around
the music room to the zipping music,
and Mrs. Reeve and Garrison follow
ed in our steps.
Vicky danced with a natural born
talent that iS' quite unlike anything
acquired by lessons. I had no need
to guide her, she' divined my lead,
and swayed in any direction, even as
I was about to indicate it. I had
never danced with anyone who
danced so well, and I was profuse in
irty thanks and praise.
"I love It," she simply, ats she pat
ted the gold fringes of her gown in-
{o
Place. "I adore dancing, and you
are one of the beA partners I have
ever had. Come, let us go down and
cut into a Bridge game. We'll just
about have time before supper."
Pirouetting before me, she led the
way, and we" went down the long
steep stairs.
A shout greeted her appearance in
the doorway.
"Oh, Vicky, we have missed you!
Come over here and listen to Ted's
latest old joke!"
"No, come over here and hear this
awful gossip Ariadne i8 telling for
solemn truth. It's the very worst
speech (taradiddle she..ever got off!"
"Here's a place, Vicky Van, a nic«
cosy corner, 'tween Jim and me.
Come on, Ladygirl."
"No, thanks, everybody. I'm going
to cut in at this table. May I? Am
I a nuisance?"
I "A Vicky-nuisance! They ain't no
The front room on the second floor ®ucn animal!" and Bailey Mason rose
was dubbed the "music room," Vicky ,,?
said, because there was a banjo in it.
ve„
,.^*8 °hair.
8a'®
Sometimes the guests brought more ,r- Mason. 'Cause why,. I want to
banjos and a concert of glees and col- 'P'ay wiz you. Cassie, you give me
lege songs would ensue. But. more ^our Place, won't you, Ducky-Dad
often, as tonight, it was a little haven I?,
"I want you to stay,
8°
and jest below stairs. "irts. Go, give him a tryout."
It was an exquisite white and gold I icky Van settled herself into her
room, and here, too,, as I entered, pale! ®eat
and flirt
t"ree
breaking dawn. moment she was breathlessly looking
w,th
He
EVENING EDITION.
Mr.
knows the very newest
with
pink shades dimmed the lights to a I pr'clEe lover, who sits down with
soft radiance that seemed like a1
the happy little sigh of the
good players, and in another
over her hanji. "Without." she said,
triumphantly and knowing she'd say
no word more to me for the present,
I walked away with Cassie Weldon.
And Cassie was good fun. She took
me to the piano, and with the soft
pedal down, she showed me a new lit
tle tone picture she had made up,
which was both picturesque and fun.
ny.
"You'd better go into vaudeville!"
I exclaimed, as she finished, "your
talent is wasted on the concert plat
form."
"That's what Vicky tells me," she
returned. "Sometimes I believe I
will try it, just for fun."
"You'll find it such fun, you'll stay
in for earnest," I assured her, for she
had shown a bit of inventive genius
that I felt sure would make good in
a little musical turn.
Steele brings Somers.
Who's Mr. Somers?
"Read Chapter II of this most
Interesting serial story in
Tuesday Evening's
Herald.
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JUST FOLKS
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the happy
A carefree boy I trudged the lanes
And faced the summer suns and
rains
And never knew my riches then.
For I was envying grown-up men.
I lived as one supremely blessed.
But as a boy I never guessed
The treasures that were mine to own
But now that all those joys have'
flown,
It seems to me I never see
The blossoms on the apple tree
So pink and white as those that grew
And decked the orchards that I knew.
Back then I heard tlie robins sing
With every gWd returning spring,
But paid no heed. They came and
went
As carelessly my days were spent.
But now I know my soul was thrilled
With every note they gayly trilled.
For not a robin sings today
To me-in such a glorious way.
Life lavished splendors on me then.
And with her magic brush and pen
Drew pictures on the earth and sky,
But heedlessly I passed them by.
Now as I sit and yearn to know
The happy days of long ago,
I wonder if the girls and boys
Of now appreciate their joys,
Or do they live the same as I
And let their pleasures hurry by.
And will they, too, -when they are
grown
Recall the charms that they have
known?
Their happiest hours they now pos
sess,
But this, I fear, they'll n6ver guess
Until, as I, they yearn to know
The glorious days of long ago.
12,000 MEN ON
LABOR STRKE
PortQ Rican American To
bacco Company Declare
Strike of Workers.
San Juan, P. R.. Jan. 28.—By Mail)
—With the Porto ftican American
Tobacco company declaring there is a
strike of labor In. their factories, and
the workers contending that the
company has declared a lockout
against them, there are 12,000 tobac
co workers at present unemployed in
the island.
The position is an anomalous one,
for both the company and workers
assert they did not begin the con
flict and about the only definite fact
available is that the factories are not
working.
Before the holidays the workers
were offered a bonus of 15 per cent to
be paid from the profits, of the com
pany in lieu of a flat, wage increase.
Th^s was rejected on the ground thnt
a bonus at the end of the year would
not meet the existing cost of living.
The factories Have been closed since
December 24. when the working
agreement which had been in force
for a year expired.
Rivera Martinez, president of the
workers' committee, says he looks for
the longest strike in the history of
the industry in Porto Rico, and that
he does not expect "to see the factor
ies opened for a "year.
Of the idle workers approximately1
6,000 are cigarmakers and there are
an equal number of strippers and
other employees, many of them
women.
AMERICAJf SHOES AND BRITISH
EMBARGOES.
New York World: The Weeks
resolution concerning the British em
bargo was inspired, it now develops,
by the shoe manufacturers of New
England. Finding that their free
market in England for American
made shoes was imperiled, they ap
pealed to the Massachusetts senator
for relief. If the American shoe is
not safe from British aggression,
what other produot of free American
Industry is safe The response of the
senate to the danger was instant and
traditionally patriotic, and the "spirit
of *76" is again invoked in the capital
to thwart the, attempt of British
selfishness to cut down the profits of.
New England shoe factories.
Is the American public likely to
become greatly excited over the mat
ter? The American shoe is a lively
issue as respects its present ex-'
orbitant cost, but it can hardly be
magnified into a cause for disruptlnjg
friendly relations with a war ally.
Consumers may even welcome the
prospect of again obtaining shoes at
a fair price. If shoe manufacturers
are denied' their English market the
home market remains. That was'
once profitable why cannot it bo
made profitable again?
The sight.of :a little "dumping" in
this country of the manufactured,
stocks of New England shoe factories
will (be not disagreeable to a public
which has long been mulcted to help
on the exploitation of foreign markets
for the glory and profit of American
shoe manufacturers.
WHERE U. S. TROOPS ARE IN GERMANY
of dlTMqm art inlleftcil ftr numbers ofibe divisions.
With thousands of our boys still on duty in Gferrtiany with the Amerl
occupation "there is considerable lfterest in the location oi~
.**** Th? above/ Mi»p shows which of the U. 8: divisions-are quar*
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of long ago.
The happy days of tong ago,
That once were mine to live and
know,
Come back oh memory's wings and
seem
The canvas of a glorious dream.
I never knew, when they were mine
How fragrant was the smell of pine
How beautiful the apple trees
That lured the honey-seeking beta
As every.careless boy, I heard
The jnjisic of the humming bird
And never understood, back then,
I'd yearn to know those Joys again.