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BRIDE of BATTLE
A Romance of the American Army
Fighting on the Battlefields of France
By VICTOR ROUSSEAU
________^___________ _ 7Z*-'
(Copyright, by W. O. Chapman.)
CHAPTER XIII—Continued.
•— 10 —
Suddenly the Oernian uttered a chok
ing cry and dropped, blood spurting
from his throat, where a chance bullet
had found 'him. As he fell, Mark pre
cipitated himself upon him and lay
flat on the ground.
The firing died away. Captain
Mark began to crawl back toward the
parapet of his lines. A whispered chal
lenge, an answer, and he had scaled
the sandbags and descended Into the
mud of the trench, to find the firing
posts crowded and himself facing Kel
lerman and the company captain.
Inwardly boiling, he stood still. It
was too dark to see the expression on |
Kellerman's face, but he could Imagine
the sneering grin that disfigured It.
"Well 1" said Kellerman sharply.
"The man you sent me to bring In
was dead. He bad been there for
days." •
"Where are your companions?" de
manded Kellerman.
"Captured."
• "And you?"
"We were attacked In the dark* I
. fought with my man until a bullet
killed him. The others were taken."
"And your stretcher?" asked Keller
man with a bland sneer.
"I left It between the lines. Do you
wish me to go back for It, sir?" j
"Thl8 man Is lying," said Kellerman
to the Captain calmly. "He abandoned J
his companions nnd ran away. He lost
his stretcher. Put him under arrest."
The Captain beckoned to the pla
toon sergeant, who came forward.
"I'd like to say one thing," said
Mark, striving to keep his voice steady.
"We three were sent out to bring In
g dead man, who had been dead for
dkys—a nyone here will bear me out In
thlat Was any mun wounded tonight?
There was only one body In this sec
tion—"
"Gut It out!" said the sergeant, lay
ing his hand on Mark's shoulder.
But Mark swung clear of him and
turned and faced Kellerman again.
"You sent me out tonight to put me
out of the way!" he cried, losing all
self-control. "For reasons that you
know, and I know, you wanted me
dead, and you were willing to send two
others to their death also. You lied
to me to put me off my guard, d
you, you treacherous dog! And here's
the blow you gave, back again!"
He struck Kellerman a buffet that
sent him reeling back against the par
apet.
CHAPTER XIV.
The thiee officers who had brought
In their verdict, nnd the- fourth, of
high rank, who had passed the sen
tence, stood rather stiffly at the door
of the little headquarters village house,
watching Mark as, with hands chained,
he was marched away by two armed
guards toward the jail.
When he was out of sight they un
bent.
"D-n it I" said one.
"My sentiments," answered another.
"What do you think, McKinnon?"
"I don't want to think about It."
"If it had been some tough who lmd
got roped Into the army—a gunman or
thnt sort—but—"
"Well, if the fellow's n gentleman,
why did he do it? He must have
known."
"Aud, after all, he might have been
respited for the blow, but the gross
cow i.rdlce—"
"I don't see that. The blow was
worse than the cowardice. Jl new
hand, between the lines at night, his
first night—-Kellerman shouldn't have
sent him—"
"1 don't follow you there. Kellermun
had known the man in the U. S. and
wanted to give him a chance to redeem
himself."
At nightfall Mark was sitting in his
cell. He had eaten, he had composed
himself to meet his end according to
the traditions of his caste and race;
but he could not meet it calmly. He
had deliberately flung everything
away; he had let Kellerman goad
him to madness; he was going to
die without even the soldier's satis
faction of duty honorably done. And
he could not compose himself.
Suddenly he heard the outer gate of
the prison click; then came the sound
of voices,' footsteps, a woman's swish
ing skirts; Eleanor and Colonel How
ard stood at the barred entrance with
the guard. »
Mark rose from bis bed and stood
staring at them; he could hardly be
lieve them real. The guard unlocked
the door of the cell. Eleanor shrunk
back against the corner of the ma
sonry, her kerchief to her lip, her face
chalky white. Suddenly she started
forward. The Colonel whispered a
word, she brushed him aside as if she
had not heard him. Her arms sought
Mark's neck and found it She pressed
her lips to his.
"Captain Mark! Dear Captain
Mark!' she sobbed.
A- (1, holding her closely to him, and
fin-etti lg Howard's presence and ev
t-i - ' nil- else, Mark found his peace.
■ onol Howard was trying to calm
1 o assuage her frantic grief. At
' : . uaded her to sit down. He
took Mark by the arm as If he were u !
chlld, and placed him beside her.
"Mark, my dear boy—Mark, I heard
of It only five minutes ago," he said. I
"I had to spend the night here, and j
Eleanor had got leave to meet me. I've
Just learned the outlines of It I'm
trying to get the General. Yes, yes, I
know he refused this morning, but he j
didn't know. I'm only going to ask for
a respite till I can see him personally,
It will come out all right. Now tell
me, Mark, what happened? How did
Kellerman meet you? Why did you
strike hlm? I don't ask about the
charge of cowardice, because that
Isn't worth speaking about I'll settle
thnt with the General—I haven't for
gotten Santiago. But about that blow.
Mark—how did It all happen? Tell
me exactly, so that I—"
It was unlike the old Colonel to
gabble so fast. Perhaps he was afraid
of breaking down.
"Can tell the General. Now begin,
Mark. Tell me from the beginning."
But Mark did not open his Ups. And
before Colonel Howard could resume
Eleanor had sprung up and faced
Mark eagerly.
"Now, Captain Mark, listen I If
you've never listened to- me before,
listen now!" she cried. "I know you
aren't going to tell the Colonel. It's
like you, Captain Mark. You're stub
born. You have a stupid, wicked
streak of stubbornness In you that al
ways makes you pretend things, and
always prevents you from letting the
world see what a dear, good, splendid
man you are. I know you through nnd
through, though you've never known
I did. You've ruined your life by
your silly silences. You seem to like
to be misunderstood. You like things
to go wrong with you, so that you can
suffer undeservingly. But It isn't he
rolcal of you, Captain Mark. It's stub
born and wrong, and, where others
are concerned. It's criminal. Where
others are concerned—others who love
you, Captain Mark!"
She spoke with intense pnsslon, but,
when she ended, site put her nrms
I
"Now Capt Mark, Listen."
quietly about his neck. "Tell the Colo
nel, Captain, Mark, because of me,"
she said. ,
"There's nothing to tell, my dear,"
said Mark, groping for the words that
would not come. "I struck him be
cause he—"
And he could say nothing. Of Kel
lerman's blow outside the inn, of his
false offer of friendship, of the treach
ery that had risked three lives that
Mark might die on a false errand—
nothing! And, If he had been able to
speak, he could not have told. Yet he
Was Ignorant of the inhibitory process
that now, as always, held him in
silence.
But Eleanor clung to him. "Yes,
Captain Mark. Because he—■"
"He sent three of us out to rescue a
wounded man unnecessnrlly," said
Mark lamely.
He saw a spasm pass over Howard's
face. This was worse than Howard
could have believed. The Colonel was
shaken; his faith was strong, but he
was one of those who accept the obvi
ous.
"Listen, Captain Mark!" said Elea
nor, speaking ns if to a baby. "That
isn't what you wanted to say. You had
no thought of criticizing your superior
officer, even If you thought him wrong.
That isn't what you meant Perhaps
he'll tell me, father I Stand back a lit
tle. Now, whisper it. Captain Mark I"
But in the shelter of Eleanor's arms
Mark felt altogether at peace. What
did it matter, ali this of long ago?
"Are you going to marry Kellerman,
Eleanor?" he asked.
Very softly, in the obscurity, he felt
her shake her head. And the action
had precisely the opposite effect of i
what Eleanor had Intended. __
For nothing mattered any more, noth
lng at all. He couldn't find excuses—
Mark Wallace had never excused hlm
self In his life.
Eleanor drew herself out of his arms
nnd looked at him. He looked from
her face to the Colonel's. Why were
they worrying him? How could he
hope to save his life by going Into the
obscure details and explanations that
they required of him?
And what a long rigmarole, begin
ning back In the war department !
Mark could not string a case together;
his mind was not constructed in that
fashion.
Eleanor laid her hand on his arm.
"Captuln Mark—don't you see that
every moment Is torture to us?" she
asked.
There was a terrible Intensity in her
tone, as If she were holding herself
rigidly in. restraint, for fear that she
would fall should she yield to her emo
tion.
"I struck him," stammered Mark. "I
told you why. I thought he was wrong
to risk those lives—I—"
The look upon each face seemed to
be frozen there ; it was as If their lives
and not Mark's, hung upon his words.
Suddenly a shriek pierced the sky,
cutting off Mark's speech, and a shell
burst somewhere by with a shattering
detonation, followed by the dull boom
of a distant gun. The Colonel started,
and then resumed his gaze.
It seemed to Mark as if that was an
eternity of torture. He struggled In
his mind desperately to flpd words to
say when the noise subsided.
But there came a stunning sound
that seemed to split his ear-drums. He
fell forward, and felt as if some one
had lifted him; looked out into dark
ness, sought Eleanor and knew noth
ing.
CHAPTER XV.
When he slowly grew conscious It
was with the glad realization that he
had found her. He felt her hands,
supple and warm, binding a bandage
round his arm. Ho opened.his eyes to
see her face bent over his. And It was
dawn.
Vague cries rang in his ears, distant
cries, blending, surging, swelling and
dying down, but never ceasing. The
rattle of small-arms was continuous,
and punctuated by the loud timbre of
guns.
He was lying amid a heap of debris
that had been the village Jail. Not far
away he saw the Colonel sitting with
eyes closed, propped up against the
fragments of a wall, a blood-stained
bandage round his head.
"O thank God !" cried Eleanor.
"You have been unconscious so long,
Captain Mark! And the Colonel is
badly hurt. I saw the Red Cross wag
on pass and cried, but they could not
hear me."
All round them the guns were boom
ing, all round them they saw khaki
clad Americans swarming over the
fields, and yet the village seemed de
serted. They were alone in a little
oasis of calm amid the tumult.
"What are we to do?" cried the girl.
"Can you walk? Try to stand on your
feet. Let me help you. We must get
the Colonel somewhere."
The question on Mark's lips died
away as there came the howl of a
heavy shell, followed by a stunning Im
pact. A column of broken bricks spout
ed Into the air at the end of the street,
dissolving into a cloud of dust. An in
terval, and again there came a missile
from the monster gun. A house In the
next street went down like cardboard.
It was the threatened attack on the
American lines. The enemy was In
force somewhere across the fields, the
reserves were rushing up to repel them.
Mark staggered to his feet and found
that he could stand. His arm ached
under the bandage, but It was not
broken. Probably a splinter had struck
him. He made his way toward the
Colonel, who eyed him vacantly as he
approached.
"Take Eleanor to safety and leave
me, Mark," he said, In a choking voice.
"TU take you both, sir. This can't
last long. Our men will be in the vil
lage in a few minutes. Or an ambu
lance will pass."
Mark put his hands beneath the Colo
nel's arms and tried to lift him.
i to him thnt the reason win
| cans «lid not enter the
-- « .....- vu un, mm.
As the Colonel tried to stand he col- !
lapsed forward in Mark's arms. He
looked at Mark piteously.
"Take her and leave me,-" he whis
pered. "And listen to me, Mark. She
cares for you. All will come right, if
I con keep my worthless carcass alive
until I've seen the General. But I
never counted on being done up like
this."
There were tears in the old man's
eyes.
tered, and fell Into unconsciousness."
Mark set him down against the wall j
agaln. It was impossible to move him,
oven with Eleanor's help.
Mark looked at Eleanor. "It's safest
—oi uiciuiur. it s safest
here," he said. "The village will be
occupied soon Help will come-"
He broke off abruptly as another of
the heavy shells dropped nearer, send
lng the brick fragments flying i n «11 di
rections. Of a sudden It had occurred
It wns a death-trap; its ranges were
all mapped nnd plotted, nnd the Ger
man) were bent on its systematic de
struction.
Mark stood by Eleanor in irresolu
tion, cursing his fate. He did not know
what to do. He could not leave her;
and yet he felt a burning impulse to
play some part in affairs. His eye,
trained by long years of practice, took
in the tactical situation 'at a glance.
The Germans must have made a prodi
gious thrust In the night, bursting
through the center; the reserves, still
rushing over the fields, were trying to
fill and hold the gap. And the little
Headquarters village was the key to
the whole battlefield.
Wounded men came streaming down
the street, followed by the merciless
shells. The aeroplane above was still
circling like a hawk; it seemed in
credible that no aeroplane attacked It.
And It was quite clear to Mnrk that
only treachery, calculated and long
planned, could have brought about the
situation.
For the Germans must have ad
vanced four miles since nightfall.
"Help will come—•" Mark repented ;
nnd suddenly, even above the drumfire,
he could hear the sounds of cheering.
And, topping the ridge that ran before
the village, there came a sw'nrm of
gray-green figures, thrusting back the
thin, scattered line that held It. The
bullets were whirring overhead, ' audi
ble, and like a swarm of bees. Clouds
of dust rose up and hid the battle.
Eleanor, clutehing Mark's arm, stood
tense beside him; Mark saw that she
understood, and the two held their
breath as the dust clouds eddied along
the ridge.
Suddenly they dissolved, and the at
tacking swarm poured like a great flood
into the village. It looked as if all
were lost.
But an instant later Mark saw a lit
tle company of Americans thrust out a
Maxim gun from behind a wall, where
they had hidden it. The gunner took
his seat, and, just as the ranks were
closing in on him, swept the street
from side to side. The ranks recoiled
and fell, body piling on body. Then, as
a . torrent forces its way through the
Ice-crust of a river, the attackers over
whelmed the Maxim section and swept
into the streets.
And, ns torrent meets torrent, with
a surge and a rush a body of American
troops swept forward to meet them.
The battle was all about them. Every
house was a fortress, every mound of
bricks a rallying point. Mark raised
the half-conscious^ Colonel in his arms
and drew him into the shelter of a lit
tle hollow in the brick wall. He beck
oned to Eleanor to crouch down beside
him. There they were safe from flying
bullets, and might hope to pass unno
ticed. He still hesitated, when a body
of Germans rushed, shouting, past him,
upon a troop of Americans who came
round a shattered corner, Jed by a
young officer carrying a bloody sword.
It was quick and short bayonet work.
Mark saw the blades flash, heard the
panting gasps of the thrusters and the
moans of the wounded. He Saw the
young officer stagger and fall, a bayo
net through his shoulder. The sword
fell from his hand. Before the German
could withdraw his weapon Mark had
snatched up the sword and, with a
mighty blow, cloven the German's arm
from his body.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
EAGLE ALWAYS AN EMBLEM
From Mythological Times the Monarch
of the Air Has Been Chosen as
Representative of Power.
In mythology the eagle usually ren
/ h T The grent mythical
eagle of India, the Garuda, Is the
Ä gbd Vishnu, victorious
brlghtness over all demons. In
Scandinavian mythology the eagle Is a
gloomy figure, assumed by demons of
darkness or by Odin himself, con
Rwp^f l f gl ° omy nIght or ,n wind
swept clouds. The storm giant Hras
weigr sits in the form of an eagle at
the extremity of heaven and blows
blaste over all people and on the great
tree Yggdrasil sits an eagle ZefvZ
w7s r ^eparW t fo aP M n8, When Zeus
the Titans *° r , h s . stru Sß le with
thunderbolt „L? 8 6 br ° ught him a
hi-a whereupon the god took
the bird for his emblem.Tt naturally
became the emblem of nations X r
Its long use in mythology. Ptolemv
Han r m " d H e U thC 6mblem of the Ä
turn kingdom. In the Roman story
, J ag e was the hernld to Tarqulnus
ttL h ™ r ? y . al POWer ' and u was one of
publican™w^aLi" 818 " 1 " ° f the re *
u«».ury alter the tim« ,
magne. 6 t me of Ch arle
A Good Laugh.
A «„„«j ,
thing .TaÄv'? qu,te the snm *
you mav hnv^LÎ""^ ° rr " si ™nlly
another. ,|T to
IDAHO BUDGET
Bootleggers are getting $5 a pint
for inferior whisky nt Pocatello, and
doing a thriving business, it Ih said.
The proceeds for the Boise Red
Cross salvage shop for the first two
weeks of December amounted to $<1».
The schools at Colllster were closed
week when several new enses of
Influenza developed, one of the teach
ers being stricken.
Automobiles in Idaho number 7513
more for 1D1» than for 1!»17, the total
number being 32,281 for this year ac
cording to figures in the office of the
state highway engineer.
Thirty cases of influenza are re
ported lit the state penitentiary, which
Is suffering from the epidemic In spite
of a strict quarantine which has been
maintained for seme lime.
Lori ne Price of Parma was acci
dentally killed while duck hunting
when he discharged ids own shotgun,
the charge blowing the top of his hend
off and killing him instantly.
A. L. Miller, of Fairfield, last week
received word from the adjutant gen
eral that iiis son, Elmer Miller, had
been killed in action October 10. Mr.
Miller is the first father of Camus
county to lose a son on the battlefield.
Ed Davis, Ed Smith and Blackie
Jordon, who escaped front jail at
Burley after overpowering the keeper
and dangerously heating one of the
prisoners, who had testified against
them, were recaptured a short time
after they escaped.
After two months' worry over not
hearing from his son, Corporal C.-E.
Ileed, a former Boise High school boy,
who enlisted front Ontario, .1, A.
Reed received a letter stating he was
all right except for a machine gun
bullet in the hand.
Women of the state are making
progress with regard to filling elective
offices, results of the last election
show—thirty-five out of the forty-one
county superintendents .being women,
and twenty-one out of the" forty-one
ounty treasurers.
According to a government report on
Fort Hull lands, the Indians ôn that
reservation last year had under culti
vation 5085 acres, most of which was
irrigated from a government irrigation
system which furnishes irrigation
water for the Indians.
Boise basin, thirty miles north or
Boise, is credited with a total output
of gold aggregating .$500,000,000.
Boise is tlie outlet of this basin. At
varying distances, but within 100 miles
of the city, are ore resources in gold,
silver, copper, lead and zinc.
The city council of Buhl has under
consideration plans whereby the city
would he supplied with water from
Antelope springs, twenty-four miles
south of Buhl. The only outlay would
lie for installation of a pipe line, as
gravity pressure would force the wa
ter through the line.
If the direct primary law does not
deserve to be abolished, it should nt
least be revised to guarantee the
right of political identity to the re
spective political parties, the majority
of members of the next legislature
seem to agree, according to a poll
made by the Boise Statesman.
Twin Falls county lias the greatest
number of automobiles, judging from
its collection of $03,1)33.47 for licenses,
the largest amount of any county.
Ada county Is next with collections of
$55,485.43, and Canyon county third
witli $38,828.10. Boundary county col
lected $2240, the lowest amount.
At the meeting of the Western Re
tail Lumbermen's association to be
held at Boise, February 20 to 22, rep
resentatives will attend from Wash
ington, Montana, California, Utah,
Oregon, Nevudu, Colorado, Wyoming,
Arizona and Idaho. Speakers of na
tional reputation will be present from
as far east as Philadelphia.
Ten per cent of tjie state's share
frot|i_this year's collections of $144,
11H5.37 auto license was apportioned to
tlie sinking fund for payment of in
terest ami principal of the $200,000
state highway bond issue and tlie re
mainder, less cost of automobile reg
istrations, or about $200,000 during the
biennium, was available for use In
maintenance of state highways.
The "Americanization" of foreigners
in Idaho may become compulsory if a
certain measure to lie drafted and pre
sented to the coming legislature Is fa
vorably acted on by the lawmakers.
I lie framing of such a measure will
be one of the principal features of a
meeting of city and county superin
tendents of schools to be held In Boise
December 27 and 28.
Boise is probably the only city in
ie United .States where homes nnd
buildings are heated by natural hot
«ater, or which supports an indoor
swimming resort, the Natatorlum, of
mu-Ii large proportions where the lint
water supply Is natural. Perhaps it
's the only city |„ the world that
■ Prinkles Its streets with natural hot
■ n a i Cl ' POmes from artesian
«ills 4(H) feet deep.
Miss Augusta .Schoonover, a promt
•'"""K woman of Caldwell, died
... u ' r ,lou ' e Sunday morning of tn
iluenzu.
Mm,'!,??' 1 .. Worbo,s was taken from
• aln Home to Boise and placed in
' A la county jail to answer a charge
i ..1er 'm"* 1,11,1 " eglectlng 'o register
I'M- \v' e . se ecUve uct May 18,
Worbois is 2i) years of age.
J," s |°"»ne'ler. taken as the stand
''<1* Idaho town, nnd figuring
a sW '". |,er 11 ls averted that
$5!t I ,„.." mi ll,us, ' ''an he heated for
• ' ' u *" r «itli coni stoves; for $IP
for " IMl 11 hot uIr furnace, and
nucr' im '' '"'' lr for n >'ot water fur
dwellln " r| r beat for the sat
uuelllng would cost $318.
To All Our Friend«:
A Glorious
Christmas
BOYD PARK
'OUNDfDjflfta
MAKERS OF JEWELRY
I AIM (Tb rtr ... LLI '*
SALr LAKE CITY
K6 MAIN STRUT
BARGAINS IN USED~CARS
um *
ranninc condition -easy ,■ ,y c l*u
■jlbi pirlies. Writ« l„, deuücj In, *'1"!" k
ik»n, U.ed Car Depi.. *" J '•««ty
RamUll-Dodd Auto Co., „„ Uk , ^
THAT GOOD OLD RAH. FENCE
Anolent and Honorable and Onv.„L
ent Institution That Held Hon
•red Place on the Farm.
Among the once necessaries nt t„_
H fe that reflected prodigality |„ J
use of valuable timber was the 1
Datch 6nC I lk bSerV< S ,l " < ' olu,nb a* W«!
patch. Like many mher almost by
got.es "f rural life, its p| m . e ln f , m
wastefulness now Is well established
and yef it had its uses f„ r wh ,J
present straight line wire fencing «in
not qualify. s
The old rail fence's serrated
stretches were tlie llf snia|| an| _
mai life that now arc rapidly disap
penring. Around its timbers there
11.0 «»cultivated blackberry, with In
sister, the. raspberry, mol among it.
recesses there thrived the elder »-hm,
fruit once was <-ov,.„„| pie • niatwi , |
and whose blossoms were the f 0U nda
tlon for elderberry wine that matron,
served of n winter evening when tie
neighbors gathered.
Tlie rail fence, witli Its Invariable
undergrowth, was the favorite protêt
tlon for Bob White In winter, and
from Its top he sang In the warmer
seasons. Beneath, the little ground
squirrel burrowed. From safe re
tient he el.uttered if some intruder
came near to annoy him ns he ku
busily engaged In gathering his store
of food for the snow time.
To the harvest hand it afforded pi»
tecflon nt the end of the long rmrfw
a tirief respite nnd its corners forsd
shaded nooks under which tlie water
Jug might he kept.
And from what royal timber
tills old fence constructed! Bint
walnut logs, chestnut logs and tin
smooth lengths of tlie ash trees«.:
«■left hy numerous rail splitters hr
the "seven high" fence that stood the
storms of decades. There wns ngaj j
a black walnut rail «linse timhrr j
would make the manufacturer if jb i
stocks chortle with satisfaction hi j
be such a present supply of wood
his command.
NAMES IN ASIA'S GOLDEN
'/hat Genghis Khan. De*troy»r, si I
Tamerlane, Upbuilder, Accom
plished in Samarkand.
Whenever one Is shown a rain kJ
Samarkand, the native cxptaluM
"Genghis Khan destroyed It." If 1 1
monument stilt wears some vestige d I
IlS former grandeur "Tamerlane(01J
rd it." Everywhere Is carried iW|
from generation to generation men»l
ries of Genghis Khan, the destroyftl
and Tamerlane, the upbuilder. #>]
to Tniiiei'lutio. who feigned st the Md I
of the fourteenth century, that SjMcJ
kend owes Its most bouutlful H'®|
nient». Elsie F. Weil writes io
Magazine. With ids exploits he I
spired the Imagination of counlMl
poets of us many nations, Incliiwa
Christopher Marlowe, for he *"!|
great sovereign and organiier«'
as a mighty coiifpieror. When Tin
lime returned to Iiis capital after*■
qtilshlng most of Asia he Was /
mined to make it tlie loveliest dy
the world. To I'ersln. Mesop 1
India and China lu; sent for the•
celebrated artisans, orderinl
here to create their nwst* 1
Byzantine, Persian and Aram*
ences in art were all melted into««
feet harmony—green» a* 11 ' Ml
lowing Into each other lllte^|
nnd the sky—n vast and
chorus of beauty.
•» _____ ——
Chrysanthemum
Bnck in the sixteen« I**.Jj
reign of Emperor
first poem written t0 h (1 s||J
mum, or kiku. but
nose mythology
diced above ail mlicrs.
was called tlie knkn, 1 ru
the goddess Kuba H'am-J*
feast was first kept b> ■- 1 f
kami in 1«11. And stj
follow the empress i ire
dens on the ninth W
month, liiiuirlcally »P 1 ' VB ||
ently watch the *' 1 '[ T1,S< ' ^
on slender stems beneath
coverings. __
"Nemesis"
Nemesis was a goddessj
divine retribution. ^ he
from n Greek verb menu ^ .
dlstrlbut«*, dispense. In
ngy Nemesis was a 4
fying allotment, or ihe <
tion to every man of *'* s |ji
of fortune, good and h«' ■
special function to see J
proportion of individu» I'
preserved, nnd that ,
came too prosper«)«* ° r ■
uplifted by Ids prosper»
reduced or punished.

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