TTTE SUNDAY OttTSGOXTAX, POT?TT.AXT, DECTEIUBKR G. 1914. "
nearly all occtvslozii (A. C McClnrs A Co.
Ct.ica.go).
Carrying Ont the City Plan, by Flavel
fcihorlieff. $2. Survey Associates. Inc., J0
East Twenty-second street, .New York city.
Here we at last have a scientific,
searching:, well-balanced book, show
ing: the practical application of Ameri
can law -In the execution of city plants,
written by Flavel Shortleff. of the
Boston legal bar. In collaboration with
Frederick Law Olmsted, fellow of the
American Society of Landscape Architects-
The subject at issue Is one on which
many persons are not agreed, and It
Is an educative lesson to receive a
learned deliverance to shed light in
such darkness and dispute. The pages
are 360.
Mr. Olmsted says that the reason
for preparing this book is the aston
ishing variation in the practical ef
ficiency of methods actually employed
and prescribed by law or custom -in
different parts or the United states In
acquiring land for public purposes. In
distributing the cost of public Im
provements and .In other proceedings
essential to the proper shaping of our
growing cities to the needs of their
inhabitants.
"The examination of state codes and
the results obtained from a question
al sent to most of the larger cities
in the United States," proceeds Mr.-I
Olmsted, "made It possible to deter
mine upon a limited number of states
as typical of the rest, and by select
Ins: the most promising cities In each
state, to make up a list of cities for
study on the ground. i ne aata oo
tained in one city by consulation with
elf v officials and otherwise often led
to the addition of a new city to tbo
list. The following cities were visited
for a few days each: New York, Buf
falo, Cleveland, Indianapolis, Chicago.
Milwaukee. Minneapolis, St. Louis.
Kansas City, Denver, Los Angeles, San
Francisco, Portland (Oregon). Seattle,
Houston. Dallas, New Orleans, tsaiu
more. Philadelphia and Pittsburg. An
opportunity to make a more Intensive
study in one city presented ttseii in
connection with an investigation con
ducted by the city planning committee
of the Boston Chamber of Commerce
Into the methods employed in extend
ing the street systems in the metro
politan district of Boston, and the in
formation thus secured haa been made
Use of In this report.
"The material for the book was
gathered between January. 1910, and
January, 1912, a time of extraordinary
activity in city planning legislation.
Some of the text became obsolete be
fore the book was completed and some
of the conclusions have been made a
' basis of legislation during the past
year (I913. Thus. Ohio has written
into its constitution the power of ex
cess condemnation of land and the
right to assess the cost of improve
ments on territory especially bene
fited." Exerpts are furnished on page S5
from the city charter of Portland. Or,
as to the taking of land for street
purposes.
Such especially interesting topics
are discussed as: Right of a munici
pality to acquire land: right of a mu
nicipality to acquire land for esthetic
purposes; limitations of the use a city
can make of land It owns: procedure
for the condemnation of land; special
assessments: excess condemnation: dif
ferentiated zones for fjullding regula
tions;., uses of land which constitute a
nuisance; billboard nuisance; the city
plan commission.
Table of contents: I. "The Public
Ownership of Land." II. "The Acqui
sition of Land." III. "The Distribu
tion of the Cost of Land Acquire
ment." IV. "Excesj Condemnation."
V. "The Use of the Police Power In
the Execution of a City Plan." VI.
"The Work of Administrative Agen
cies in the Execution of a City Plan."
Appendices: a. "Legislation and De
cisions." b. "Extracts From Report
on English and Continental Systems of
Taking Land for Publlo Purposes.". In
dex. Tales of the Trail, by James W. Foley. Il
lustrated. $1.86. SI. P. Dutton & Co.. New
TTork City.
Readers ' of such high-class maga
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Saturday Evening Post, the Youth's
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of James W. Foley, affectionately
called the "poet laureate" of North
Dakota. Yea, readers have often found
their eyesight dim, after sampling the
Foley verse.
"Tales of the Trail" reflect the joy
of human nature, blessed tolerance,
mellow humor and mirth, and strike
such a popular chord that what Mr.
Foley writes has often the same charm
as that met with in the writings of
Eugene Field and James -Whitcomb
Riley.
Several of the verses In this volume
are reprints, but It is welcome to meet
with these 74 poems all In one collec
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Tbe list of chapters: The Lore of
lonaon: Hvd Park Corner and A nnTftv
House; The Royal Institution gt Great
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Shakespeare and Sir Walter Raleigh, by
Henry f emoerton. Jr. XL.&0. J. u. up
plncott Co.. Philadelphia.
Verily, this astonishing book is a
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our own minds, and were complaisant
about it, that . the followers - of one
Lord Bacon had decided to quit the
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astonishing assertion that the person
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Shakespeare was none other than Sir
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Elizabeth of England.
This argumentative book was edited
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manuscript, with kindly revision by
her husband's friend, Carroll Smyth.
If Sir Walter Raleigh was really the
author of plays attributed to Shake
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dashing warrior, statesman, author,
orator, he was arrogant enough to
scorn the people, and it is recorded of
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He was beheaded for alleged treason.
His epitaph, from the tablet in St. Mar
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Within ye chancel of this chvrch was ln-
terrea
The body of tbe
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On the day he was beheaded in Old Palace
Kara, Westminster,
Octr. 2Utn, Ado. Dom.. 1818.
Reader: Shvld yov reflect on his errors
remember his many vlrtves and that he was
a mortal
The Bosttra Symphony Orchestra, by M. A.
ua woire uewe. S2. illustrated. Hough
ton. MitfUlD Co., Boston.
Appropriately enough, the picture of
Colonel Henry -L, Higglnson. tbe
Boston millionaire and financial pa
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tra, Is opposite the title page of this
Interesting and timely book,- which
will be read eagerly by all thoughtful
Americans wherever located.
Mr. Howe says that his book is not
the work of a musical critic, but of
an editor and annalist.
That Is very true, and It is from
these viewpoints that the book will b
chiefly esteemed. Much of the mater
ial, especially in papers relating to Mr.
Hlgginson's more personal dealings
with the enterprise, has never been in
print before. Now that Portland has a
symphony orchestra of its own this
book is sure to be especially valued in
this city, as one of record.
The chapter heads: The beginnings
under George Henscbel, 1881-18S4; tbe
establishing under Wilhelm Gerlcke,
1684-1889; the service of Arthur Nikisch
and Em 11 Power, 1889-1898; the second
term of Wilhelm Gerlcke. 1898-1906:
Dr. Karl Muck, Max Fiedler, and again
Dr. Muck, 1906-1914. The pictures
shown of eminent musicians con
nected with the Boston Symphony Or
chestra, add increased value to the
valume; 280 pages.
The Life Story of Napoleon, by Wayne Whip-
pie. s?.4t. illustrated, rat century Co.
New York City.
With 64 full-page Illustrations from
historic paintings and from original
pictures by Andre Castaigne. Eric
Pope. F. de Myrbach. Louis Loeb and
others, this attractive book' of 606
pages will make a first-class and per
manent Christmas gift.
Here we have, literally, hundreds of
short stories from a great variety of
sources, reonclled and fitted together
in a complete and continuous biog
raphy. Each story has a suitable head
or caption over it, and many of tbe
stories are new to Americans or prac
tically unknown to the hurried reader.
The collection of Napoleon stories is
a superb one.
Treitschke: Ifls Itoctrlne of German Destiny
of International Relations, by Adolf
Banskorth. J 1.50. Q. P. Putnam's Sons,
.e xora city. ,
Just now, writings of the German
philosopher. Treitschke, are being stud
led as never before. Treitschke above
all others has succeeded In stamping
tbe present Teutonlo "kultar on Ger
man nature, and it is both seasonable
and instructive to meet with this study
of him, sosslbljr tor the first time
Disraeli.
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translated Into English. It is a oook of
intense Pan-Germanic doctrine, one of
sledge-hammer blows, written y Treit
schke's intimate friend, Hansrath.
Lord Acton pronounced Treitschke to
be "the one writer of hiBtory --who is
more brilliant and powerful than Droy
sen." "He writes." he continues, "with
the force and fire of Mommsen. He ac
counts for the motives that stir a na
tion, as well as for the councils that
govern It."
Partial Contents: The Army Inter
nationa Law German Colonization
The Two Emperors In Memory of the
Great .War Germany and Meutral
States Austria and Germany German
View of Russia On Liberty.
The pages are 332.
The Nlehtslde of Japan, by T. Fujlmoto. 40
illustrations. $2.50. J. B. LJpplncott Co.,
fhlladelp ma-
It Is exceedingly doubtful -If there
Is any other book than this one printed
in English that so frankly, so guile
lessly exposes the inner life of the
Japanese in Japan.
It is as If 'a policeman lifted up tbe
window blinds of a house, and said to
the astonished and gasping visitor:
1xok and see for yourself!"
Really, the chapter on "Yoshiwara."
in which the social evil in Japan is
described,, could not be printed in a
first-class family American newspaper.
It is stated that the manuscript of
this book was not given to a literary
man to correct, but on consideration It
was decided that "revision would have
destroyed much of its quaint charm
and Oriental atmosphere." This ex
planation can be believed.
The 40 illustrations in color and
tone are specially executed by Japan
ese artists.
Our Japanese author is a daring
writer. An American author of high
class art would not, dare not .
A Century Change In Religion, by George
narris. fioufrnion, ALlIXUn UO.,
Boston.
Our author Is president emeritus of
Amherst College and was formerly pro
fessor in Andover Theological Sem
inary.
Here are 13 serious talks or sermons
on religious subjects, with frank and
able inquiry into the modern changes
n thought and practice which In them
selves have changed our viewpoint as
to religion.
The growth of liberal thought Is also
noted, but through It all our author is
optimistic ana comforting. His com
parison of the religion of a century ago
with the religion of 1914 is a scholarly
and helpful presentation. He thinks
that not only is there a revival of reli
gion, but a revival -of interest in reli
gion. He takes the view, in comment
lng on the present war in Europe, that
the doctrine that might makes right is
contrary to Christianity.
S I
The Juvenile Court and the Community, by
Thomas D. Eliot, (1.2a. The MacmUlan
uo.. rsew lorlt city.
"The juvenile court as at present
organized is an unnecessary and in a
sense an anamalous Institution. The
present functions of the juvenile court
and Its probation office could and
should be performed by the school and
the domestic relations court."
Such, in brief, is the view of this
book, and Is all the more surprising
because of the nearly universal appro
val that. In (his section of the country
at least. Is voiced regarding the opera
tions of the Juvenile court.
Here is a book of trenchant criticism.
Dr. Eliot, formerly connected with the
University of Pennsylvania and Colum
bia University, believes that, in so fat
as tbe juvenile court has failed. Its fail
ures, if for no other than purely per
sonal reasons, have been due to the
very nature of the institution.
Such a frank book deserves a careful
reading.
JOSEPH M, QUENT1N.
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Tha Buried Ideal by Charles Lawsm,
$1.25, a series of talks on the meaning and
insistence of duty; Saul of Tarsus, by John
Fielding Crigler. $1.25. a splendid religious
drama of moment; Barricades, by Louis
How, $1. 44 lyTlcs and sonnets, many re
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Flower Songs andl Others! by Alice Lother
Ington, 75 cents, 33 fine poems, a suitable
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girl (Sherman-French A Co., Boston).
Life and Law, by Maude Glasgow, M. D.,
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natural and human laws, and a consideration
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Dame Curtsey's Book of Games for Chil
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itttle book containing more than loo games
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M
wiLU saber and ScalpeL ny John Allan
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urgeon, aepicimg aavgniuru tmoni In
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America One Hundred Years Ago. by Gall
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survey of the customs, tMtea, hospitalities.
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people at the opening of tn 19th century
(Harpers, N. Y-).
The Path of L4fe, compiled Cram Sweden
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250 pages, admirable ax a Christmas pres
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As If, a philosophical phantasy, by Cora
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Acrican Ad venture btories, by J Aiaea
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WAR TRAINING IS URGED
Brooklyn Pastor Would Have Coun
try Prepared for Defense.
NEW YORK, Nov. 26 Dr. S. Ed
ward Young, pastor of Bedford Presby
terian Church, Brooklyn, who Is or
ganizing an Inter-Church Peace
League, preached one night recently on
Turkey's entrance Into the war.
"The Inability of the United States
to guarantee Itself against some such
unjustifiable attack suggests," said
the pastor, -"the wisdom of Inaugurating
a general military training for all able-
bodied young men, the one Idea of
such training being preparedness In
the event of another nation or nations
attacking our own.
"We must not be bund to the fact
that we are still in a world where
powerful military nation may make
war upon an unoffending, less ready
people. Our perfect neutrality will not
make sure that some other govern
ment, which has the army and navy
and wants some of our possessions, will
hesitate a minute to seize what It
wants. If we continue to be so com
paratively without military power.
'Our religious devotions to peace
need not prevent will rather render.
more safe our training under the best
patriotic auspices. The young men
should be constantly instructed that no
war of ours is ever to be one of ag
gression or conquest; but only for our
national defense or the chivalrous de
fense ot some weak people.
"Our country might increase its ca
pacity for manufacturing arms and
other army and navy equipment, keep
ing such factories out of striking dis
tance from the seacoast. Such meas
ures would help us to be neutral ond
would count more in our influence for
world peace.
"It Is not wicked to be strong
enough and skillful enough to knock
a man down. What is wicked is to
knock him down from lust for tight or
gain. The pulpit, the school and the
home ought to succeed In rearing th
youth with such Ideals as will make it
no risk for them to- have the ability
to strike hard blows.
CHICAGO BUILDING ACTIVE
Confidence in Trade Results From
Republican Victories.
CHICAGO, Nov. 26. Election "re
turns" are just beginning to come in.
although the idea prevailed that -every
thing was settled last Tuesday. Tbe
determination of the country to return
to the rtepuDiican party Is now begin
ning to show in easier money and un
mistakable signs of confidence among
manufacturers and builders.
Negotiations were opened a few days,
ago oy contractors and real estate men
tor loans aggregating SIO.OOO.OJO. witn
which to begin construction on delayed
buildings. This was the first long step
toward prosperity.
The contractors say they are wlUlns
to absorb at least $10,000,000 within 30
days. After that they will take as
much more as the Spring building
boom requires. The property awaiting
development Is in the three extremes of
the city north, west and south. Most
of It is in the suburbs, although a nun
ber of large factory buildings on the
west side are planned.
CONVICT HANGS IN CELL
Prisoner Raises Feet to Get Drop
Enough to Bring Death.
MEADVTLLE, Pa., Nov. 26. Samuel
Sweet, prisoner In jail, committed sui
cide recently by hanging himself with
a rope in his celL He .was more than
six feet tall and had to lift up his feet
to accomplish his purpose. A guard
found him when he entered the cell
room to awaken prisoners.
Sweet was convicted recently of fir
ing his barn in an effort to defraud
an insurance company . He had been
sentenced not less than one year or
more than two years to Western peni
tentiary, and was being held to be
taken there.
BURGLAR SILENCES ALARM
Jewelry Worth $20,000 Stolen by
Clever Rose at Chicago.
CHICAGO. Nov. 26. Twenty thou
sand dollars' worth of Jewels were
taken from a downtown Jewelry store
here recently by a burglar who entered
with a false key and knew how to re
spond with a secret "O. K." to th in
quiry of the burglar alarm office.
The burglar , alarm rang when the
door was opened. The alarm company
Immediately flashed an inquiry, but re
ceived the secret O. K. and no investi
gation was made. Two clerks saw the
man escape on a street car.
The floss of a rubber vine growing tn the
Bahamas haa been woven in Germany Into
etie lightest textile vet known that la suit
able for life preaexveia,
CHAPTER XDX
Tk Tewt.
Some day the marriageable age for
women will be advanced from 20 to
30, and the old maid line will be
changed from 30 to 40. When that time
cornea there will be surprisingly few
divorces. The husband of whom -we
dream at 20 Is not at ail the type of
man who attracts us at 20. The man
I married at 20 was a brilliant, mor
bid, handsome, abnormal creature with
magnificent eyes and very white teeth
and no particular appetite at meal
time. The man whom I could care for
at 30 would be the normal, "safe and
substantial sort who would come tn at
6 o'clock, kiss me once, sniff tbe air
twice and say: "Mm! What's that smells
so good, old glriT I'm as hungry as a
bear. Trot it out. Where are the
kids?"
These are dangerous things to think
upon. So dangerous and disturbing to
the peace of mind that I have decided
not. to see Ernest von Gerhard for a
week or two. I find that seeing him
is apt to make me forget Peter Orme;
to forget that my duty begins with a
capital ; to forget that I am danger
ously near the 70-year-old mark; to
forget Norah,'-and Max, and the Spal
peens, and the world, and everything
but the happiness of being near him,
watching his eyes say one thins while
his lips say another.
At such times I am apt to work
myself up intJ rather a savage frame
of mind, and to shut myself In my
room evenings, paying no heed to Frau
Nirlangers timid knocking, or Ben
nies good-night message. 1 uncover
my typewriter and set to work at the
thing which may or may not be a book.
and am extremely wretched and gloomy
and pessimistic, after this fashion:
He probably wouldn t care anything
about you If you werre free. It Is Just
a case of the fruit that Is out ot reach
being the most desirable. Men don't
marry frumpy, snuffy old things ot so
or thereabouts. Men aren't marrying
now-a-days. anyway. Certainly not for
love. They marry for position, or pow
er, or money, wnen tney ao marry.
Think of all the glorious creatures he
meets every day women whose hair and
finger-nails and teeth and skin are a
religion; women whose clothes are a
fine art: women who are free to care
only for themselves; to rest, to enjoy,
to hear delightful music and read
charming books and eat delicious -food.
He doesn't really care about you, with
your rumpled blouses and your shabby
srloves and shoes, and your somewhat
doubtful linen collars. The last time
vou saw him you were juBt coming
home from the office after a dickens
of a day, and there was a smudge on
the end of your nose, and he told you
of it, laughing. But you didn't laugh.
You rubbed it oif,-furiousiy, ana you
wanted to cry. Cry I You, ' Dawn
O'Haral Begorra! "Tls losln' your sense
av humor you re arter aoin : wei w
work."
AftAr which I -would fail upon tne
book in a furious, futile fashion, writ-
inar manv Incoherent, irreveient para
graphs which I knew would be cast
aside as worthless on me emio uu
reasoning tomorrow.
Oh, It had been easy enough to talk
r i in a loftv. superior, impersonal
way that New Year's day. Just the
luxury of speaking of It at all. after
those weeks of repression, sufficed. But
It Is not so easy to be impersonal and
lofty when the touch of a coat sleeve
against your arm sends little prickling.
l.it.HtiQ- fihfvera racing raauiy lii up, .
fhrnisnnds of too taut nerves. It is not
o easy to force the mina ana tonsuo
af sans channels wnen mcj
are forever threatening to rush to
gether in an overwhelming torrent uui
will carry misery and destruction In Its
wake. Invariably we talk with fever
i.h ..mutness about the book; about
my work at the office; about -Ernest's
profession, witn its wuiiuenu. e'"" ,
about Norah, ana max u.uu mo , .
peens, and the home; aooui mo
-news; aoout tne weo.iu .
Orme and then silence.
At our last meeting tilings wd .
r..n and startling turn. So startling.
so full of temptation and happiness-
that-must-not-be' that resoivea w
forbid myself the pain anl Joy of be
ing near him until I could be quite
sure that my grip on Dawn O'Hara
was firm, unshakable and lasting.
Von Gerhard sports a motorcar, a
rakish little craft, built long and low,
with racing lines, and a green com
plexion, and a nose that cuts through
the air like the prow of a swift boat
through water. Von Gerhard had prom
ised me a spin in it on the first mild
day. Sunday turned out to be unex
pectedly lambliKe, as oniy a mm.-u uaj
can he, witn real buubqiud
the end of one's nose instead of laugh
ing as It tweaked it. aj the lying
February sunshine naa oom.
"But warmly you must dress your
self," Von Gerhard warned me. "with
no gauzy blouses or sleeveless gowns.
The air cuts like a knife, but It feels
good against the face. And a little
roadhouse I know, where one is served
great steaming plates of hot oyster
stew. How will that be for a lark,
yes?" '
And so I had swathed myself In wrap
pings until I could scarcely clamber
Into the panting little car, and we had
darted off along the smooth lake drives,
while the wind whipped the scarlet into
our cheeks even while It brought tears
to our eyes. There was no chance for
conversation, even it Von Gerhard had
been In talkative mood, which he was
not He seemed more taciturn than
usual abated there at the wheel, look
ing straight ahead at the ribbon of
road, his eyes narrowed down to mere
keen blue slits. I realized, without
alarm, that he was driving furiously
and lawlessly, and I did not care. Von
Gerhard was that sort of man. One
could sit quite calmly beside htm while
he pulled at the reins of a pair of run
away horses. knowing that be would
conauer them In the end.
Just when my face began to feel as
stiff and glazed as a mummy"B,i we
swung off the roadway and up to the
entrance of the roadhouse that was to
revive us with things not ana soupy.
"Another minute," I said, through
stiff lips, as I extricated myself from
my swathings, "and I should have been
what Mr. Mantallnl described as a dem
nitton body. For pity's sake, tell "em
the soud can't be too hot nor too steam
lng for your lady friend. I've had
enough fresh air to last me the re
mainder of my life. May I timidly ven
ture to suggest that a cheese sandwich
follow the oyster stew 7 I am famished,
and this place looks as though it might
make a specialty of cheese sand
wiches." -By all means a cheese sandwich,
rrnd was noch? That fresh air it has
given you an appetite, nlcht wahrf
But there was no sign of a smile on
his face, nor was the kindly twinkle of
amusement to be seen in his eyes that
twinkle that I had learned to look for.
"Smile for the lady." I mockingly
begged when we had been served.
"You've been owlish all the afternoon-
Here, try a cheese sandwich. No
why do you suppose that this mustard
tastes so much better than the kind one
gets at homer
Von Gerhard had been smoking
cigarette, the first that I had ever seen
in his fingers. Now he tossed It into
the fireplace that yawned black and
empty at one side of the room. He
Bwept aside the plates and glasses that
stood before him, leaned his arms on
the table and deliberately stared at me.
"I sail for Europe in June, to be gone
a year probably more, he said.
"Saill" X echoed, idiotically; and be
gan blindly to dab clots of mustard on
that ridiculous sandwich,
"I go to study and work with Gluck.
It is the opportunity of a lifetime.
Gluck Is to the world of medicine what
Edison is to the world of electricity.
He Is a wizard, a man Inspired. You
should Bee him a little,' bent, grizzled,
shabby old man who looks at you, and
sees you not. -It is a wonderful oppor
tunity, a " '
The mustard and the sandwich and
the table and Von Gerhard's face were
very Indistinct and uncertain to my
eyes, but I managed to say: "So glad
congratulate you very happy no doubt
fortunate"
Two strong hands grasped my wrists.
"Drop that absurd mustard spoon and
sandwich. Na, I did not
mean lo i
frighten you. Dawn. How your hands
tremble. So, look at me. You would
like Vienna. Klndchen. You would like
the gayety. and the brightness of it.
and the music, and the pretty women,
and the incomparable gowns. Your
sense of humor would discern the hoi
lowness beneath all the pomp and cere
mony and rigid lines of caste, and mili
tary glory; and your writer's instinct
would revel in the splendor, and color
and romance and Intrigue."
I shrugged my shoulders In assumed
Indifference. "Can't you convey all this
to me -without grasping my wrists like
villain tn a melodrama? Besides, it
isn't very generous or thoughtful of
you to tell me all this, knowing that
it is not for me. Vienna for you. and
Milwaukee and cheese sandwiches for
me. Please pass tbe mustard."
But the hold on my wrists grew
firmer. Von Gerhard's eyes were steady
as they, gazed into mine. "Dawn. Vi
enna, and the whole world is waiting
for you. if you will but take It- Vienna
and happiness with me "
I wrenched my wrists- free with a
dreadful effort and rose. sick, bewil
dered, stunned. My world my refuge
of truth, and honor, and safety and
sanity that had lain In Ernst von Ger
hard's great, steady bands, was slipping
away from me. I think the horror that
I felt within must have leaped to my
eyes, for in an Instant Von Gerhard
was beside me, steadying me with his
clear blue eyes. He did not touch tbe
tips of my fingers as he stood there
very near me. From the look of pain on
his face I knew that I had misunder
stood, somehow.
"Klelne. I see that you know ms not"
he said, in German, and tbe saying It
was as tender as Is a mother when she
reproves a child that she loves. "This
fight against the world, those years of
unhapplness and misery, they have made
you suspicious and lacking in trust, is
it not so? You do not yet know the
perfect love that casts out all doubt.
Dawn, I ask you In the name of all that
la reasoning, and for the sake of your
happiness and mine, to divorce this
man Peter Orme, who for almost 10
years has not been your husband. I
ask you to do something which wll
bring suffering to no one. and which
will mean happiness to many. Let me
make you happy you were born to be
happy you. who carr- laugh like a girl
In spite of your woman's sorrow
But I sank into a chair and . hid my
face in my hands so that I might be
Bpared the beauty and the tenderness
of his eyes. I tried to think of all the
sane and commonplace things In life.
Somewhere in my Inner consciousness a
cool little voice was saying, over and
over again: "Now, Dawn, careful!
You've come to the crossroads at last.
Right or left? Choose! Now, Dawn,
careful!" and the rest of it all over
again.
When I lifted my face from my hands
at last it was to meet the tenderness of
Von Gerhard's gaze with scarcely a
tremor.
"You ought to know," I said, very
slowly and evenly, "that a divorce, un
der these circumstances, is almost im
possible, even if I wished to do what
you suggest. There are certain state
laws" ,
An exclamation of impatience broke
from him. "Laws! In some states, yes.
In others, no. It is a mere technicality
trifle! There Is about it a bit of
that what you call red tape. It amounts
to nothing to that!" He snapped his,!
lingers. a tew monr.ns resiaence in
another -state, perhaps. These Amer
ican lawB, they are made to break."
Yes; you are quite right," I said, and
I knew in my heart that the cool, in
sistent little voice within had not
spoken In vain. "But there are other
laws laws of honor and decency, and
right living and conscience that can
not be broken with such ease. I can
not marry you. .1 have a husband."
"You can call that unfortunate
wretch your husband! " He does not
know that he has a wife. He will not
know that he has lost a wife. Come,
Dawn small one be not so foolish.
you do not know how happy I will
make you. You have never seen me
except when I was tortured with
doubts and fears. You do not know
what our life will be together. There
shall be everything to make you for
get everything that thought and love
and money can give you. The man
there tn the barred room
At that I took his dear hands in
mine and held them close as I miser
ably tried to make him hear what that
small, still voice had told me.
-"There! That Is it! . If he were
free. If he were able to stand before
men that his actions might be Judged
fairly and Justly, I should not hesitate
for one single, precious moment. If
he could fight for his rights, or re
linquish them, as he saw fit, then this
thing would not be so monstrous. But,
Ernst, can't you see? He is there,
alone, in that dreadful place, quite
helpless, quite incapable, quite at our
mercy I should as soon thiik of
hurting a little child, or snatching the
pennies from a blind man's cup. The
-thing Is inhuman! It Is monstrous! No
state laws, no red tape can dissolve
such a union."
"You still care for him!"
"Ernst!"
His face was very white with the
pallor of repressed emotion, and his
eyes were like the blue flame that one
sees flashing above a bed of white-hot
coals.
"You do care for him still. But yes!
You can stand there, quite cool but
quite and tell me that you would not
hurt him, not for your happiness, not
for mine. But me you can hurt again
and again, without one twinge of re
gret." There was silence for a moment in
the little bare dining-room a miser
able silence on my part, a bitter one
for Ernst- Then Von Gerhard seated
himself again at the table opposite
and smiled one of the rare smiles that
illumined his face with such sweet
ness. -
"Come, Dawn, almost we are quar
reling we who were to have been so
matter-of-fact and sensible. Let us
make an end of this question. You will
think of what I have said, will you
not? Perhaps I was too abrupt, too
brutal. Ach, Dawn, you know not
how I Very well, I will not."
With both hands I was clinging to
my courage and praying for strength
to endure this until I should be alone
In my room again.
"As for that poor creature who Is
bereft of reason, he shall lack no care,
no attention. Tbe burden you have
borne so long I shall take now upon
my shoulders."
He seemed so confident, so sure. I
could bear it no longer. "Ernst, if
you have any pity, any love for me,
stop! I tell you I can never do this.
Why do you make it so terribly hard
tor me! So pitilessly hard! You always
Have . been so strong, so sure, such a
taff of courage."
"1 say again, and again, and again,
rou do not care."
It was then that I took my last
vestige of -strength and courage to- ;
gether and going over to him. put my '
two hands on his great shoulders, look- J
Ing up into his drawn face as I spoke.
"Ernst, look at me! You never can
know how much I care. I care so
much that I could not bear ' to have
the shadow of wrong fall upon our
happiness. There can be no lasting',
happiness upon a foundation of shame-
ful deceit. I should hate myself, ami '
you would grow to hate me. It always! i
Is bo. Dear one. I care so much that
I have the strength to do as I wonler '
do if I had to face my mother, ami 1
Norah fonight. I don't ask you to
understand. - Men are not made to
understand these things; not even a
man such as you. who are so beautiful-:
1 I. .,ndpr,Mnlln. I , ..1, .1 L
"J ' . ..r,. . juu
uoiidvb in rao ana l ii i ii k or me some- -times
I shall feel it. and be helDed. i
Will you take me home now. Dr. Von
Gerhard r
The ride home was made In silence. -
The wind was colder, sharper. I was ;
chilled, miserable, sick. Von Gerhard's ;
race was quite expressionless as he ;
guided the little car over the smootlt- ?
road. When we had stopped before.
my door, still without a word, 1 thought !"
tnat ne was going to leave me with
that barrier of silence unbroken. But t
as I stepped stiffly to the curbing :
his hands closed about mine with tha -old
steady grip. I looked up quickly, '
to find a smile In the corners of tha -1
tired eyes.
"You you will let me see vou. . .
sometimes?"
But wisdom came to my aid. "Not
now. It Is better that we go our sepa
rate ways for a few weeks, until our -.
work has served to adjust the balance
that has been disturbed. At the end
of that time I shall write you, and.
from that time until you sail in June
we shall be Just good comrades again.
And once In Vienna who knows?
you may meet the plump blond Frau
ieln, of excellent family "
"And no particular Imagination "
And then we both laughed, a bit
hysterically, because laughter Is, after
all. akin to tears. And the little green
car shot oft with a whir as I turned
to enter my new world of loneliness.
CHAPTER XIV. '
Benale and the CkarmUg Old Maid,
There followed a blessed week ot '.
work a "human warlous" week, with .
something piquant lurking at every
turn. A week so busy, so kaleido- j
scople in its quick succession oC
events that my own troubles and; '
grievances were pushed Into a :
neglected corner of my mind and.
made to languish there, unfed by .tears "
or sighs
News comes In cycles. There are I
weeks when a city editor tears his hair- ;
In vain as he bellows for a first-page
story. There follow days so bristling "
with real, live copy that perfectly good '
stuff which. In the ordinary course of
events might 'be used to grace the
front sheet. Is sandwiched away be
tween the marine Intelligence and the;-';
Elsin butter reports.
Such a week was this. I interviewed:",
everything from a red-handed murderer.:
to an Incubator baby. The town seemed r
to be running over with celebrities. ?
Norberg, the city editor. adores j
celebrities. He never allows one to-
escape uninterviewed.- On Friday theref ;
fell 'to my lot a world-famous prima; ;
donna, an Infamous prizefighter, and a. ;
charming old maid. Norberg cared not !
whether the celebrity in question was ;
noted for a magnificent high C, or a
left half-scissors hook, so long as the
interview was dished up hot and Juicy,
with plenty of quotation marks, ay
liberal sprinkling of adjectives and ad--
verbs, and a cut of the victim gracing,
the top of the column. -.-t
It was long past the lunch hour whenr :
the prima donna and the prizefighter. :
properly empellished, were snapped on JJ
the copy hook. The prima donna had 7Z
chatted in French; the prizefighter bad.
Jabbered in slang; but the charming old
um.i'j, nuu bpuiv -iiinaun-a ai. i ion, ,
was to make better copy than a whole
chorus of prima donnas, or a ring full ,
of fighters. Copy! It was such won- ;"
derful stuff that I couldn't use it
It was with the charming old maid -
In mind that Isiorberg summoned me.
"Another -special story for you," he ;
cheerfully announced.
at luiisu.ana a prima aonna at i.
What's the npst rhoicft morsel? An -
aeronaut with another successful air-
ship? or a cashgirl who has Inherited a
million?"
Norberg"s plumr cheeks dimpled.- !'
"Neither. This time it is a nice Ger
man old maid " t
"Eloped with the coachman, no- -doubt?"
r.
"I said a nice old maid. And she
hasn't done anything yet You are to
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isoroerg proceeaea to ouums me -
story with characteristic vigor, a- -cigarette
Waggling from the corner ot
his mouth. - j
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