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Sir*- -v AMERICANS MISTREATED IN MEXICO Mayor appeared. His men stripped the house and took us to a bandit camp. We were prisoners till February 18,1919. November 18,1918, my mother died of slow starvation. This General Mayor was a personal friend of the bandit Zapata. November 16, 1918, he sent me to Mexico City with a message for Zapata, threatening to kill my husband if I were not back in two months. He sent with me an Indian woman to watch me. I made the long trip on time and we were finally set free." Doctor Sturgis was beggared and wrecked physically. Mrs. Sturgis was brutally treated. IMPORTANCE OF OUR OUTDOOR LIFE Maj. Gen. Hugh L. Scott, that dean of American fighting men, strongly urges that both state and federal aid be given to every legitimate movement to make attractive and perpetuate our outdoor interests. Hunting and fishing he places In the front rank of outdoor sports, which lie believes was one of the greatest factors in making it possible for Uncle Sam to cross the seas with an army capable of standing the strain and acquitting themselves as our boys did. General Scott knows whereof he peaks. Retired under the age limit, ids robust body and keen mind per mitted him to spring back into the har ness at his country's call. He credits his fitness to the clean outdoor life lie has lead. The most Important thing to keep la mind Is the sensible conserving of the game and fish we now have. No one section of the country must be allowed to overindulge Its natural wish to take game or fish to its own detriment or to that of another section.- A spirit of conservation should dominate all. Whether we perpetuate a species by artificial breeding and distribution Or by common-sense restrictive legislation is not the point The fact is that each and every American species must be saved and Increased to numbers permitting at least some shooting. We cannot afford to demy or quibble over doing a thing that must be done. The senate has adopted a resolu tion by Senator Polndexter, Repub lican, of Washington (portrait here with)! authorising the federal trade commission to Investigate recent In creases in the market price of fuel oU In the United States, and especially on the Pacific coast Action by the senate was taken after Senator Phelan, Democrat Cali fornia, had charged that British Inter ests were attempting to acquire vast SU interests In California and that Great Britain was endeavoring to cor ner the world oil Industry. He de clared that unless steps were taken to encourage American oil operations abroad the world's supply will be In the bands of British nationals within 1 few years. Under the resolution, the commis sion is authorised to Investigate the source and supply of oil In this coun try- and also Inquire Into what cor- ADMIRAL "ROUGH-HOUSE" RODMAN 3 Dr. and Mrs. Charles T. Sturgls, victims of Mexican outrages, have ar rived in New Orleans and will prob ably tell their story to congress. Doc tor Sturgls Is an American dentist who went to Mexico 20 years ago to prac tice. He acquired a coffee plantation worth $100,000 near Depolan in Chi pas. In 1916 he married Miss Cora Keenrlght in,Washington, D. a Mrs. Sturgls' mother, sixty-five years old and in delicate health, went to visit the Depolan plantation. Here is Mrs. Sturgis* story In brief: "In January, 1918, we were raided. The raiders were Carranzlsta soldiers commanded by Capt. Leopolds Garcia and Capt. Julio Castlllano. They over ran the house, made all the plantation hands quit and told us they would run every American out of the country Captain Garcia struck me with the butt of his rifle. "June 26, 1918, Gen. Rafael Cal When Admiral Hugh Rodman first came to the Pacific coast years ago as a Junior officer soon after his gradua tion from Annapolis he acquired the sobriquet "Rough House" from men and ofikers of the navy. Returning now at the head of half the American navy, he brings a deco ration from the king of England, which In that country would cause him to be addressed "Sir Hugh" as a knightcom mander of, the order of St Michael and St George. Admiral Rodman throughout his naval career has been noted as a dis ciplinarian. **He got things done," In the words of die navy. Direct methods of getting things done earned the title "Rough House," bestowed hi affection by his men and brother officers when he was young. Tears later the same qualities brought him distinction from the British ruler, when Rodman was commander of the Sixth battle squad- ron of the grand fleet during the war with Germany. The order of knight conferred on Admiral Rodman was similar to the distinction given Admiral 81ms by the British king at the same time, but neither officer could accept because American regulations did not permit members of the military or naval establishments accepting decorations from foreign nations. Later, acceptances allowed. JOHN BULL CORNERING FUEL OIL _^_ 1 porate interests have conducted the production, refining and marketing of oil Is As past few years, and whether there have been say Indications of illogical restraint of trade sad unfair IT 3 I 1 a THE TOMAHAWK. WHITE EARTH. MINN. Western Facade of the Palace. IS more than 20 years since I first saw that mighty Palace of the Popes at Avignon which Prolssart called "the finest and strongest house in the world and the most im portant occurrence in that period, from the point of view of the architect and the historian, is that In 1907 the huge building was at last relieved from Its dangerous task of sheltering sol diers, who cared as little for Its beauty as for its associations, writes Theodore Andrea Cook in Country Life. It was, perhaps, better to be the barracks of a regiment than to be a prison like Tar ascon, or a disintegrating ruin like Beaucaire. But none of these three glorious relics of Provencal history de served so Ignominious a fate, and the department of historic monuments earned the thanks of every scholar by its change of policy toward these splendid castles of the storied Rhone. One Invaluable result of clearing the Palace of Avignon has been that foi the first time It is possible to compare the actual constructions of this ex traordinary building with the records preserved in the Vatican and investi gated by Eugene Munts, Maurice Fan con and F. Bhrle. This comparison was carried on by Felix Digonnet, the learned guardian of the museum at Avignon, and when again the continent is free ground for the curious traveler I hope that visitors will be able not only to see the whole of the palace, but to understand the original Inten tion of Its builders, and to realize the skill and care with which all the an cient masonry Is being preserved or reproduced after the century of de facement and neglect which followed the most deliberate vandalism of the Revolution. Color and Masslveness. The vast and deserted esplanade In front of this giant block of masonry is' a fitting framework to so massive a memorial of dead majesty, and the whole atmosphere of the scene is as different as possible from anything you have passed on your way through the modern town from the railway station of the republic. The exquisite color of the pale gold masonry"teinte unlforme de feullle seche," said Henri BeyleIs one of the loveliest attributes of the buildings of Provence, as It Is of our own Dorsetshire houses but It is the titanic strength and elemental pride of this enormous building which first Impress themselves on the be holder who stands before Its ruined western entrance gate. The huge and bony carcass of somoe creature of the prime, fossilized In bygone ages of the world, and couchant still within Its ancient lair, seems brooding like some monstrous menace over the Valley of the Rhone. Ruined and mutilated, as it Is, of all its former splendor, this cliff of cut stone stands stupendous above the petty highways of our small er life. The octagonal turret Jutting from the tower immediately on your left of the main entrance preserves, In Its name of "The White Cardinal," the memory of that humbly born Cister cian monk who, In December, 1335, as sumed the title of Benedict XII, and really began the foundation of the palace as we see it Two-thirds of the whole, at any rate, be planned and his is the portion that is the sim plest and strongest of it all. No marble was used anywhere In the palace, which was wholly of French workmanship and Provencal design, with the square towers which mainly differentiate that school from the round-towered style of the French tings which Is so massively exhibited In the contemporary Fort St Andre Just across the river. The deeply carved machicolations, still to be seen here and there and originally placed on every tower and wall, bad only Just been Introducedbaby the end of the fourteenth- century. Those on the great facade are the largest In the world, sometimes two yards In length by 18 Inches'deep, sufficient to hurl down timbers that could sweep a dozen storming ladders off the wall or rush a whole company of sappers. The only luxury observable In the '-.ce was to be found In its interior furniture, which has wholly disap peared. Nothing but the solidity and Imposing strength of its exterior walls remain to hint at what Frolssart so much admired. The old pontifical chapel of John XXII, enlarged by Benedict XII and since restored, Is now the reposi tory of the archives of the province, and forms the extreme northern line of buildings between the Tour de Trouillas at the northeastern corner and the Tour de la Campane at the northwest. Benedict's work was built above the older structure, originally the parish church of St. Stephen, by Pierre Polsson of Mlrepoix in 1335. For some time It was turned to the base uses of a common gaol, and it was Revoil who designed its present barrel-vault at a height from the ground which is equivalent to that of the two original buildings one above the other. Their frescoes by Pierre du Puy have all disappeared but we know that his workmen were paid four shillings a day of our money. While he had nearly 20 and that their colon were white, green, sky blue, indigo blue, vermilion, saffron, and so forth, laid on with white of egg, with olive oil and linseed oil, and garnished with fine gold. In 1336 Benedict XII finished the tiling of the floors, and some re mains of them are preserved In the Musee Calvet In the town. This chapel was not used for more than. 30 years, and was gravely damaged by fire hi 1392. Its place was taken by the far more splendid building of Clement VI on the south side of the main court yard. Tour Dee Anges. Returning to the courtyard we find In the Tour des Anges, at the angle oi the eastern wall, one of the best pre served of all Benedict's buildings. It was originally entered from the In terior of the palace only, and the steep slope of the rock outside enabled the architect to build two more stories there than are visible from the court yard. It forms a building 48% meters high on the plan of a perfect square, with a strong buttress pillar at each angle and walls more than ten feet thick and nearly 00 feet long. Its cellars contained the pope's private stock of wine. Above the wine cellar was the lower treasury, with its four pointed vaults resting on a central pillar without base or capital, all strongly guarded by huge locks and lronbound doors. Immediately above this was Bene dict Xll's bedroom, which was used by Clement VH in 1870, and called the "Chamber of the Flying Stag," from one of the many frescoes still discover able beneath multitudinous layers of military whitewash. Two windows with stone seats in their embrasures look out over the entrance court, and by a third you see across the valley of the Rhone to the blue shadows of the distant A'pa. Several of the secret stairways, carved in the thickness of the walls, by which the Pope reached various parts of his palace, can still be clearly traced. Above his holiness was a library filled with precious manuscripts, and higher still is a larger apartment from which soldiers could defend the whole tower against attack, called the chatelet. This tow er, the work of Pierre Polsson, may be taken as typical of the rest and was two years In the building from April 23, 1335. The roof was paid for on March 18,1837. On the left of the spectator, and continuing the east wing of the court yard toward the north, are the other private apartments of the Pope, de signed by Bernard Canelle of Nor bonne. The appalling reconstruction* necessitated by tike barracks have al most entirely destroyed the original conception, but the minute details re corded in the Vatican are more than sufficient to replace Canelle's design in good time. This comprised the Pope's private kitchen and wardrobe, his dining room, his study and his ora tory. Behind It and in the angle of the Tour des Anges, Is the little Tout des Etuves, where his holiness took his bath, above the chamberlain's cU Force of Words By JANE OSBORN (Copyriftu. mt. by tb* MeClw* News paper Syndicate.) "But he says he has something im portant to say," protested the snub nosed little office girl. "Anyhow, Miss Peterson, he's been here three times today, and if you don't see him now he'll Just keep on coming." Miss Peterson seemed absurdly small for the large swivel chair In which she sat and, as you looked closely, absurdly young for the ponderous rolltop desk before her. Then, if you hod looked again you would have wished that, because she was so young and petite, she might have had enough sunshine and fresh air in her days to put a little more color in ber cheeks and a little more life in those blue eyes that obviously were meant to be more sparkling than they were. "Did you ask him to write It?" she asked wearily. "Yes, but he says it's important," re Iterated the girl. "If it's important, Peg," explained Jane Peterson,'who had a way of ex plaining things to the indefatigable little office girl, "if it's very Important he had better write it, because I can write so much better than I can talk, and I might have to make some impor tant answer, and if I had to say It, I wouldn't know how, Peg," she went on, dipping her pen in Ink in order that she might go on signing the letters that lay before her, and then regarding the point of the pen almost affectionately. "It seems as if I could write almost anything, but when It comes to saying them I'm stumped." "Then I'll tell him to come in?" "Yes," and there was resignation and weariness In the tone. "But Peg," and Jane showed more Interest, "what does he look like? Do you suppose he wants to sell a history of Napoleon on installments or to get me to have my life Insured?" "He is no agent," announced Peg, loyally. "And he doesn't look like the people you see around here. He's big and Just a little rough looking. Just a little like the movie actors when they are fixed up to look like cattle rangers or something. Not the way he's dressed, but the way he walks and the look of his face." "Well, send him In," and Jane again lapsed Into resignation and weariness. Thus Peter Trevis was ushered into the office of Jane Peterson, and Peggy closed the door as she went out of the room, although It usually stood open. If he had something really Important to say, reasoned the romantic Peggy, maybe It was to propose, and she was sure he wouldn't want to have the whole outside office hear It. But Peter Trevis did not want to proposeat least he didn't want to propose marriage. With considerable abruptness he got down to the business In hand and to begin with produced a cr.u*ed and well-worn sheet torn from one of the popular agricultural publi cations. He spread It out on the slide of Jane's desk, and Jane blushed as she beheld the words, In display type, of one of her own compositions. "Increase your income 100 per cent" were the words of the first line, and then more words of an equally dicta torial nature, assuring the farmer or tanchman that by learning how to use a typewriter and how to write com pelling business letters he could, In spare minutes double bis income. All that was necessary was to buy a type writer, which he was assured he could lei.rn to operate within a few weeks by "our new lightning method," and take a course of fifty lessons In "force ful letter writing," and the purchase and use for future reference of some dozen or so books on business and busi ness English, any one of which would bo worth the price of the entire course. "You wrote that, didn't you?" de manded Peter, becoming aware, as did all who entered Jane's sanctum, that she really was too small and too young for the heavy oak furniture. "Yes," she faltered, and then groped In her mind for something to say. For Jane was not glib, when it came to talking. "Well, I want to tell you that Pve come all the way from Oregon Just to meet you and show yon that and to say to you. Just as I did now: 'You wrote that didn't you7 I didn't write to tell you because I can talk better than I can write. Now, what are you going to say?" "I don't believe I am going to say anything,*" faltered Jane, feeling ex tremely uncomfortable. "Nothing? You aren't going to de fend yourself or explain or anything? Out there in Oregon I own and operate a rather sizeable prune ranch, and there are enough trees on that place Tlo that In a few years. If they are pioperly marketed, I could buy ort why, I could buy out this entire plant" He waved his hand rather scornfully toward the surrounding offices of the Union Correspondence school. "The trouble is. Just running that place is enough to keep one man busy, and I didn't want to take the chances with a partner to take the business end of it. The result is that I haven't mar keted my prunes to the best advantage. I read that darned advertisement of yours, and I fell for it and was con vinced that I could do what you said I could. So I bought the whole out fit and began the lessons." "But I wrote only the advertise- ment," protested Jane. "I had noth ing to do with the course. Ton see, I write all the advertisements from points suggested by the people that get out the different courses." "Yes, but It was that advertisement," said the prune grower, wagging his lin ger threateningly at the sheet that was stretched before them. "It was that advertisement that per suaded me to do It Well, I thumped that typewriter every night for a month and, honest, I can't do a thing with it, and I read the books and took the lessons and when it comes to writ ing forceful sales letters Tm just where I always was." "Well?" queried Jane, feeling that the worst of the storm was over. "Only this," went on Peter. "That when I got thoroughly disgusted and woke up to the fact that I'd been bun coed, I just made up my mind that I'd come East, if it cost me a thousand dollars, just to lambaste the fellow that wrote that advertisement and bun coed me. I had got as far as Chicago when I saw things a little different- ly." "Then you aren't going to lambatite me?" And Jane managed to laugh a little, but Peter went on without heed ing the interruption. "It came over me all of a sudden there in Chicago that if the fellow that wroto that advertisement could make me buy that typewriter and take that course when I'd never been buncoed before, why he could write letters that would sell my prune crop for the big gest money. He could take the sales end of the business and It would pay to offer him a good salary. So I bad a different motive after I left Chi- cago." "Now, I suppose you are vexed with me because I'm not a man," suggest ed June. "I hadn't quite thought things out yet," he Informed her. "I didn't know until just now that it was a girl. That never occurred to me. The youngster out there didn't tell me. I Just showed her the advertisement and said I want ed to see the fellow that wrote It, and she said I wanted to see the ad writer and the ad writer was too busy, and so I kept coming until this time she let me In." Thero was quite an awkwavd silence and then their eyes metJane's and Peter'sand Jane said: "I'm sorry," and Peter asked her why. "Because I feel as if I'd got you all the way from Oregon and now you can't lambaste meIt wouldn't be fair, when you are so big and I'm so littleand you can't ttilce me back as your business manager either." Peter assured her that she need not feel guilty, because as it happened, he had been able to put over a deal In some land he owned In Oregon that would mean many times what the trip Hast had costa deal that he could not possibly have managed by letter. Then Peter looked at Jane sitting there in the big chair and told her he was lonely in the strange city and asked her to have dinner with him. Jane re fused by Inviting him to have dinner with her at her brother's apartment where she made her home. Peter spent only a week In the East ern city of correspondence schools, but If he had spent a year he would have been no surer that Jane was the one girl In the world with whom ho wished to share the fortune that is sure to come to him from his prune ranch. Now he has gone back to see about having a rather gorgeous house bnilt for his bride in place of the bunk cabin of his bachelor days. COUNTRY OF MANY WONDERS Description of Marvels of Madagascar Worthy Only of Pen in Hands of Genius: Madagascar, the great African Is land, at certain altitudes on her pla teaus, permits the European visitor the enjoyment and the surprise of picking a strawberry or a peach. Madagascar Is the land of marvelous contrasts and of Immensely long names. The royal city, Tananarive, also known as An tananarivo, has an ancient palace, Manamplsoa, and another native wooden structure, Andrlanampolnl merina. The city has a park, Ambo hijatovo, a fortress built on a hill, Ambohijanaharu, and a prime minis ter, Rainllairivonu. The traveler de scribing Madagascar In the pages of the Anglo-French Review scatters Af rican names up and down his pages with a wonderfully exotic effect To African sounds he adds delicate touches of African color. The flowers of Tananarive excite his admiration, and no wonder 1 The roadside hedges are of lilac, mimosa, and wild rose. Lake Itasy, with Its green banks and its surrounding mountains, affords the contrast of the monstrous alligator and the lovely gracefulness of the egret, or the long rose wings of the flamingo. Under Its surface, eels, In the shimmering of the water, turn red or black according to the color varia tions of the lake bottom. This strange land of the Hovas is Africa. Flaubert's terre de predilection, and calls for his pen. Had Something. A well-known comedian was sitting In his drawing room when his servant entered and said: "If you please, sir, there's a man at the front door, and he wants to know if you conld give him pass for his wife and six children to see the per* formnnce, as he's out of work." "Who is the man?" "I don't know, sir." "He must be a madman," exclaimed the comedian. "Has he got bis facul ties about him?" "IIII think not sir." stam mered the maid. "He's got something tied up in a red handkerchief,''