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PARIS, Sept. 27. (Special.) A $200
per month furnished flat, in the
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pets, faded wall hangings, nondescript
and gilded furniture and a brand new
grand piano.
She enters, the descendant of Tha
mara. Young yet rouged, Paris gowned yet
wild and strange, brusque yet silent, fol
lowing you with great black eyes which
fascinate, not beautiful, yet with a
dangerous charm, i;the, supple and
mysterious, she is the living image of
her grandmother in 1867. when the
Czar Alexander called her a Beautiful
Snake.
Further back, the Russian Byron,
Lermontoff, wrote his poem of "Tha
mara," beloved of the Damned Spirit,
from another of the family. You have
seen her in "The Demon" of Rubin
stein. It was her grandmother's
"grandmother.
You know the ferocious virtue of
these women of the Caucasus. I do
not know what Lermantoff got for
his, but It took the Czar Alenxander
a month to make his peace; and the
sign was a gold snake rope, three feet
long, which Princess Elizabeth Bara
toft Inherits. It has great ruby eyes,
of extreme value.
She drew the Snake from a wonder
ful jewel case.
"My Jewels are two-thirds sold." she
said. "But the Snake I shall never part
with. Nor this, nor this! . . . (There
was a lire of ancient Oriental stones).
The Baratoffs, old feudal family of
the highest, lost their productive es
tates during the wars in the Caucasus,
around the "60s, and accepted office in
the Russian bureaucracy secretaries
of railroads, finances, taxes, etc Eliz
abeth, flower of the ages, might have
married fortune and position at home
(I tremble. thinking of the awful
combinations of Providence. Ah, girls,
and you will "lead your life"? Beware!)
She went to Paris, to cultivate a won
derful voice. She always had money
from home. When she craved extras
she sold a jewel. And she was chap
eroned by a strange old gouvernante,
or nurse, whom the ignorant accused
of being a witch of the Caucasus!
Consequently Elizabeth met him.
They were married, in Paris.
And the great wax broke out, as a
result.
He enters, the descendant of thi
magnates.
He la Baron de Cerando, ex-leader
of the Hungarian National Liberty
party, exiled nephew of Count Teleki
(Teleszky, successively Minister of
Justice and Finances) and there is a
price on his head.
He is tall, muscular, extremely broad
shouldered, narrowing down striking
ly to waist and hips, of elegant build,
but lazy movements.
His face is dead white, hair and
mustache inky black.
He dresses carefully. His clothes
set on him as on one habituated to
. the Hungarian officer's tight uniform.
His feet are small and beautifully
shod and his hands perfectly mani
cured. A great emerald blazes beside
his marriage ring.
At first glance he seemed "end of
race," silent, empty, too carefully
dresses'. un-American, un-English, un
French and un-German, too, for that
matter. He spoke of Christopher
Columbus and showed me the Gerando
crest, the family, alone in Europe, bear
ing a terrestrial globe. The Gerandos
have roots in Genoa, Italy and a tra
dition of descending from the family
of Columbus, whence the globe and a
dove, which was originally a pigeon,
or vice versa, which proves it. . . .
Then I mentioned Hungary and Ger
man influence.
Immediately the man lit up; became
transformed; and he let out a flood of
exact talk, precise, formed, masterly
names, dales, titles, cities, boundaries,
treaties, grand duchies comitajas, ban
ats, Croats, Slovaks all the Donube
flowed beside us, waved the golden
Transylvanian wheat fields; and, and
The full man. the specialist. He has
it all at liis fingers' ends.
I besan the Hungarian movement
against Germany in 1D07," said Baron
de Garando. "It was the first time
that a movement asainst German in
fluence and domination was spoken of
in Hungary. When I quitted the
country, in 1913, our committees and
newspapers were everywhere, and the
movement continued. For example.
Count Karolyi went to America, to
make propaganda among the 5,000.000
Hungarians of the United States. He
was to raise money for the flrst elec
toral campaign."
His eyes burned; yet no color came
to the white face.
"The movement was formidable," he
continued. "You can judge by this,
that when Count Tisza realized its
ramifications he decided to make war
with Servia, simply to avoid the dan
ger of being beaten in the elections of
1915. elections which would have been
made exclusively on the programme
which we had been elaborating during
eiKht years."
He sat still, never budged, the voice
monotonous, but the eyes blazed.
"You see. there are three different
races in Hungary, all aspiring! to self
government in a kind of federation.
he said. "All three distrusted Austro
Gernian encroachments. For example,
I established my Transylvanian news
papers in
His wife said that she would ring
for tea: but he did not take the hint.
"The Roumanians of Transylvania
have no real craving to be united t.i
Roumaiiia. They welcomed the re
establishment of the old Grand Duchy,
with my liberal programme of univer
sal suffrage and the nationalism of
vast tracts of land held in mortmain
by the seigneurs. That was the trou
ble with Korolyi. He is at heart a Mag
nate, narrow and caste bound, who
could not go to full lengths in demand
ing the suppression of the main-morte.
1 could. . . . While as to Servia,
King Pettr
His wife, this time, dropped a book.
An uneasy silence hung upon us.
1 followed the wife's eyes. They
were gazing out the window, into the
square below, where two men con
versed before a corner drugstore.
She aiuiled wanly and indicated, two
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other men. seated on a cafe terrace.
"Pardon, but what of them?" I asked.
"There are always four men in that
square." she answered, "and eight at
night."
Her voice broke. A tear rolled down
her cheek.
"Some day they'll get him." she fal
tered. (The descendant of Thamara, be
loved of the Damned Spirit, herself
loves and trembles ... at last!)
I followed his eye. It was fixed on
the portrait of a woman and a little
boy, which stood on the piano.
Stories of the Transylvanian plain,
where Protestant towns call Catholic
NEW ADVENTURES OF WALLINGFORD
TOLD IN STORY AND SHOWN ON FILM
THE adventures of J. Rufus Wall
ingford and Blackle Daw, as done
in the inimitable style of George
Randolph Chester, have been seized
upon by the movies. The Oregonian is
publishing a new series of Wallingford
adventures which are being shown in
moving pictures.
The first two Installments have al
ready been published. Next Sunday
The Oregonian will publish the third
episode in their amusing adventures.
For the benefit of those who may have
missed the two preceding episodes,
however, brief synopses are herewith
presented:
SYNOPSIS OF FIRST INSTALLMENT.
"Blackle" Daw and J. Rufus Wall
ingford make the acquaintance of
Violet and Fannie Warden on a rail
road journey, and learn that E. H.
Falls, president of the road, and others
have "skinned" them out of the
$5,000,000 estate of their father. His
profligate son, Benssy Falls, and a
group of dissipated companions are at
that moment riding in their private car
attached to the train.
"Blackle," impressed by the two
girls, enlists Wallingford in a plan to
recover their money for them. Chance
enables Wallingford to aid young
Benssy after the latter has been
punched by the conductor for hie Im
pudence. Once aboard the private car,
Wallingford becomes intensely inter
ested in the model of a portable bunga
low Benssy has invented.
Wallingford sees great possibilities
in the bungalow and organizes the
Speckled Bass Portable Bungalow Com
pany, with himself as manager and the
others as directors.
A factory is promptly started and the
manufacture of portable bungalows be
gun. After a few months, during
which much literature has been printed
and glowing reports made by Walling
ford. he produces patents he has ob
tained on the original invention, and
five or six improved patents of his own,
for which he demands $125,000. After
much begrudging, the directors pay
him his price.
In the meantime, "Blackle" Daw,
writing as three men from as many
cities, orders 525 of the bungalows, for
over $200,000. The directors are
charmed. As one of the customers, Mr.
Bezazzum. of Berunk. Mich., "Blackle"
presently appears and finds objections
to the bungalows. He Is satisfied when
Wallingford shows him the Improve
ments made under his patents.
At the psychological moment, when
the bungalows are all ready for de
livery, the attorney for the National
Hollow-Walled Portable Bungalow
Company, a real concern doing a real
business, obtains an Injunction against
the sale or delivery of the bungalows
and threatens suit for infringement of
patent and damages. Mr. Bezazzum.
who declares he has an army of men
prepared to put up the bungalows he
has ordered, and has been to great ex
pense, threatens to sue the company for
$200,000 damages. The other two "cus
tomers," through "Blackie," of course,
write letters in the same tenor, and
as they all have gcod cases, the di
rectors are panic stricken.
To their joy, Mr. Bazazzum offers to
compromise by taking over the 300
bungalows. They had barely accepted
for him and the other two customers
when the National Company agrees to
withdraw its suit on the ground that
the Speckled Bass Bungalow Company
go out of business forever. With a
shout of happiness, the directors vote
the company out of business.
"Blackie" and Wallingford have
$125,000 in cash, and accept an offer of
$100,000 for the E25 bungalows from the
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villages "German." were forgotten.
Anecdotes of Count Karolyi, landing
at Bordeaux, soliciting an interview
with President Poincare and volunteer
ing in the Hungarian army the day
after Tisza saw him in Budapesth.
died on he lips that uttered them.
In the room a presence silenced all.
Is the portrait on the piano stronger
than the magic of the Beautiful Snake?
It seems a tie, a deadlock.
The daughter of Thamara took what
his mother held most dear her son.
The Merciless Magnate broke her
like glass. ,
Broke her, in creaking her own son!
"My mother broke me in a day," he
said monotonously, "and in doing it.
she made the war."
"It wu the rloTrn who Krapplcd with
Ellaa," u Incident from the aecead
Installment of WitlUnalord'a mew ad
ventures. National Company. They pay this
over to the girls as tie first install
ment of the money recovered for them.
The Falls account Is crossed off the
list. ,
SECOND INSTALLMENT.
Elias Bogger. a "sporty" farmer, is
the second man on the girls' list. He
has got $40,000 of their money.
"Blackie" and Wallingford get into his
town Just as P. T. Barnes' circus comes
to town The whole countryside is out
for the circus, Bogger among them.
"Blackie" strikes up an acquaintance
wlih him, and to his astonishment finds
him absolutely gullible. More as a
Joke than anything else, "Blackie" tells
him thi circus Is for sale for $50,000,
though it is making thousands of dol
lars' profit a day. He points out
Wallingford as Barnes, the owner, and
indeed, Wallingford fits the description
of the absent owner to a "t"
In the meantime, "Blackie" has met
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Hate vivid -
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The Countess Teleki (Teleszky) is a
magnate of the magnates, sister of the
famous Count Teleki (Teleszky), Min
ister of Justice (later Minister of Fi
nances). How she ever came to mar
ry this man's father, the half French
Baron De Gerando. is a race mystery,
like the other. The grandfather.
Baron Auguste de Gerando, wealthy
French diplomat, in 1849 was sent by
his government to the Hungarian Re
public of Kossuth because he knew
the people. He had married there, in
1840. and, I think, died there, after ac
quiring great landed estates. His
children, later. were expelled ' from
Hungary, claimed French citizenship
and were educated in Paris where
one of them married into the family of
General de -Castelnau, of present war
fame; but, in 1873, our hero's ' father
returned to Hungary to look after the
estates. He espoused the Countess
Teleki iTeleszky), had this boy and
died. ...
Countess Teleki (Teleszky) brought
tip her boy to be a Magyar of 'the Mag
some old cronies of former days in the
circus business, who quickly arrange
a "frameup" for the old farmer, espe
cially as there is to be a side-graft In
it for them. Among other things, he
learns that Joe Unger, the acting man
ager, is grafting money right along
while the owner is at home sick, and
that some of the show people have not
been paid in three weeks.
Wallingford, taking the - part of
Sears, the agent of Barnes the owner.
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yars, Magnate of the Magnates. But
he had this French blood.
The portrait shows her standing by
him. as a child of 8 years, in the astra
khan overcoat of his caste, the boyisn
features quite recognizable in the man
of today. She, the mother, is gotten
up in loyal copy of the then living and
beloved Empress Queen Elizabeth,
from the peculiar dressing of the hair
to the caraculla fur coat which Eliza
beth affected as an example of modera
tion to Austro-Hungarian society
women.
Time passed.
The boy grew to be a man.
Countess Teleki (Teleszky) was (and
is) cousin to the famous Count Appon
yl. great friend of the Germans and
who, in 1911, issued the decree forbid
ding Hungarian painters to study art
in France. It seems never to have oc
curred to her that her son might differ
from the family politics.
"My mother took no interest when x
began in 1907," said Gerando. "except
that she was glad I might become a
come to see what Is wrong with the
circus, bluffs his way through into the
tent before the eyes of old man Bogger,
"fires" a ticket-seller who tries to
make him give up a ticket, demands
Unger immediately, and makes that
slippery grafter quail before him.
After having thoroughly frightened
him, he lets fall a hint that he is
thinking of selling the circus and
wants the profits "right." "
Unger quickly takes the hint and
turns in an amazing profit sheet for
the day's business. When Bogger.
more intent than ever on buying the
circus, finds Wallingford, to whom he
has been gently guided by "Blackie,"
the latter is giving Mr. Unger a ter
rific call down. Wallingford explains
that Bogger is mistaken in thinking
him Barnes, but that he Is Mr. Barnes
private agent.
Bogger rushes Into the trap head
first. When Wallingford refuses $50.
000 he offers $55,000 and finally $65,.
man of influence and. place. I imag
ined that she knew nothing about the
Liberal campaign. She certainly
cared nothing. "
Then, he desired to marry.
Whom?
A Russian Princess of the Caucasus,
whom he had met in Paris, a descend
ant of the Lermontoff's Thamara, be
loved of the Demon!
"Ah. no!" cried the Magyar mother,
"that Russian!"
"Ah. yes." insisted the quarter
French son, "that Russian!"
(These mixed genealogies are as ex
plosive as the formula of nitrotoluol.)
In a day she became the Merciless
Magnaless.
Gerando married the Princess in
Paris.
Three days later his mother had tied
up. the entire mass of his property in
Hungary, estates, rents, securities,
everything except his Paris bank ac
count and a bunch of negotiable bonds
which ho happened to have there on
deposit.
This to a man of 32, who had always
lived soberly within his Income!
"By law," said Gerando, "a conseil
judiciaire (spendthrift's receiver) can
not be Imposed on one by his family
without summons, testimony and proofs
000, which Wallingford accepts. They
go up town before a lawyer and a reg
ular bill of sale is made out and trans
ferred with the money.
Then Bogger's troubles begin. The
whole circus, hearing that he is the
new owner, demand their back salaries.
He rushes to escape them into the
women's dressing-room and Is cuffed
out while one of the men "Blackie's"
friend has "framed," pretending to be
the husband of one, pursues him vow
ing vengeance.
An acrobat, asks him to hold a rope a
second. He holds it as a man climbs
up to the top of the big tent. There
is a sudden pull on the rope, it is
LOVE'S LABOR REWARDED
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less with a racking pain in her heart
to think that Apurba despised her as
childish and looked down upon that
letter as lacking feeling.
"Did you mail that letter?" Mrinmayi
asked the maid.
"Yes," replied the maid consolingly,
"long ago. I dropped the letter in the
mail box with my own hand. Apurba
Krishna must have received It. How
could it be otherwise?"
"Bowma," said the mother-in-law to
Mrinmayi one day, "Apu has not been
home for some time. So I am think
ing of going to Calcutta to see him.
Wouldn't you like to go with me?"
Mrinmayi nodded assent, and at once
entered her room, locked the door, fell
on the bed, and pressed Apurba's pillow
close to her heart,, and began to roll
on the bed as she laughed in joy. She
gradually became sober and sad. And
then, afraid of some kind of un
pleasantiness in Calcutta, she began
to cry bitterly.
The two repentant ladies, without
letting Apurba know a thing about it,
left for Calcutta, and on their arrival
there stopped with Apurba's sister and
brother-in-law.
That evening, despairing of receiving
any letter from Mrinmayi, Apurba
broke his promise and sat down to
write to her. He wanted to write to
her in a way that would at once
convey the idea of love and faint dis
satisfaction. As he failed to get the
right words he almost lost his faith in
his mother tongue. Just at this mo
ment he received a note from his
brother-in-law saying: "Mother is here.
Come soon and dine with us tonight.
Everything Is all right."
In spite of the assurance that every
thing was all right, Apurba felt rather
sad, anticipating something unhappy.
And he reached his sister's home be
fore long.
"Is everything all right at home,
mother?" inquired Apurba
"Yes, my child, everything is all
right. You didn't go home in the vaca
tion, so I have come to see you."
"There was no need of taking so
much trouble to come here. I have to
study so hard to prepare for the law
examination."
"Brother," asked Apurba's sister at
dinner, "why didn't you bring Mrinmayi
with you this time?"
"The law examination, and so forth,"
said Apurba, gravely.
"That's all a fib," said Apurba's
brother-in-law. "He was afraid of me,
that's why he did not bring her to Cal
cutta." "Yes, you are fearful all right," said
Apurba's sister. "That little girl
might have been scared to look at
you."
While they were thus talking and
joking Apurba sat sad and silent.
Those jokes did not make the least im
pression on him. He thought that
when his mother came to Calcutta
Mrinmayi could have come with her if
she so desired. Perhaps his mother
tried to bring her along and she re
fused to come as before. Apurba, out
of a sense of delicacy, could not ask
his mother any question regarding this
problem that was so vital to him. And
that he is dilapidating his property.
My mother simply talked it over with
Count Teleki (Teleszky). The Minister
of Justice telephoned the Judge and
my affair was finished, beyond appeal,
within the hour!"
I asked why he did not rush back
and fight it.
"I fought," he replied. . "It cost my
mother and myself some $80,000. But
I did not rush back; I would have been
arrested on entering Hungary. My
mother simply proved my marriage
before the General commanding and X
became liable to five years' prison, au
tomatically, for marrying without his
permission."
Worst of all. the mother burgled his
safe.
"I regretted leaving the papers
there." he said, "but how could I lnw
agine she would have an expert crack
It?"
He supposed his mother Ignorant of
politics.
She knew everything!
The Merciless Magnatess took the)
mass of papers to Counts Teleki (Tel
eszky) and Apponyi it was all In the
family. They Btudled , them with,
Count Tisza. The entire anti-German
Liberal Hungarian campaign, with its
universal suffrage and national nation
alization of the seigneurs' mortmain
lands, stood outlined before them,
too popularly rooted for suppress
slon. Gerando, the head, was in exile;
but the campaign continued. Count
Karolyi went to the United States for
funds. And there were the letters . of
King Peter.
"They considered it local politics,"
said Gerando. moodily. "Count Tisza
decided to make war with Servia, to
avoid the danger of being beaten In the
elections of 1915 on our programme.
They regarded it as local!"
They did not .realize that Germany;
was ready, waiting, watching.
Today Germany still watches and
waits in Paris.
The Princess gazed below, into the
square.
"They'll kidnap him some day," she
said, with a catch. "One night he and
I fought them off with revolvers!"
"But, in France!" I objected. "They
could not get him away."
"They want to torture him to learn
the names.' she whispered.
It appalled me.
"And the mother?" I said.
The young woman looked at me
strangely.
"I offered to give him up." she fal
tered, "and she wrote back that Jt was
too late!"
Ah. daughter of Thamara!
jerked out of his hand, and the man
falls to the ground. He Is picked up,
limp and crushed, by four circus hands
and wheeled outside, apparently dead.
Then Bogger finds that he will be
sued for $50,000 damages, with every
prospect of losing. His woes multiply.
He begs Wallingford to give him back
his money, but J. Rufus laughs. Finally,
poor Bogger takes $15,000, gives over
the bill of sale which Wallingford.
promptly tears up. and leaves Walling
ford with the other $50,000.
Wallingford treats the whole circus
with $10,000, and the other $40,000 is
given to the girls, squaring their ac
count with Bogger.
he began to feel that human life and
the way of the universe were decidedly
wrong from beginning to end.
It began to storm and rain hard
after dinner.
"Brother." said the sister, "you bet
ter spend the night with us."
"No. I can't," said Apurba "I have
to finish some work."
"What can you have to do." said the
brother-in-law, "so late at night? You
won't have to give any explanation to
any one if you stay out a night. So
you needn't be afraid."
After repeated requests. Apurba
agreed to spend the night with them.
"You look so tired, brother," said the
eister. "You better not stay up late.
Come, I shall lead you to your room."
It was Just the thing Apurba wanted
to 'do. He was getting tired of talk
ing and answering questions, and was
anxious to be left alone on a bed In a
dark room.
On approaching the room they found
it dark. "The candle," said the sister,
"must have been blown out by the
storm. I am going to get a lamp for
you."
"No, it is not necessary at all," said
Apurba. "I would rather do without
it"
The sister left him alone, and Apurba
walked toward the bed. When he was
about to plunge into it two tender arms
tied him fast amidet the sweet music
of bracelets, and two wet with tears
and tender like a rosebud lips fell, like
robbers, so suddenly on his and kissed
them so fervently that he did not even
have the time to express his wonder.
.Apurba was startled at first, but In
stantly realized that that kiss which
was once choked by laughter had i,
last found Its fullest expression now
that It was bathed in tears.
The German Spirit.
The subordination of the individual
to the state that is the spirit which
animates the German, or at all events
the Prussian who now dominates all
other Germans the spirit of the drill
sergeant who is sometimes said to be
Prussia's most characteristic product
It is not a spirit favorable to the mani
festations of genius, but it is a spirit
supremely favorable to organization in
every field. There is clearly an ele
ment In the German temperament
which lends Itself to this" Prussianiza
tion. German life is a vast network of
regulation which has been built up
without protest. "Verboten!" has be
become the national motto. It may be
that, as an American admirer of Ger
many is constrained to admit, the Ger
man temperament needs prohibitions,
and that the traveler in Germany
wishes there were even more of them.
Yet nothing seems so marvelous to the
English mind as the boundless docility
of the German to the pressure of this
all-enfolding mesh of regulations. It
is a pressure which rests ultimately on
force, but there is little need to make
that force felt, for the spirit of the
barracks silently pervades every de
partment of life, and even little school
girls (so unlike English or American
schoolgirln) never wish to be boys,
because "it Is forbidden for girls to
wish to be boys."