YOU CAN’T ALWAYS BE SURE
By
THE TURK
by Charles
Frederick
R ic h a rd P a rk e r
Based o n t h e i l r i m i o f
Roi Cooper M e jru e
A u th o r of
••!JNDEW COVER**
and C o-A u th or of
C o p y r i g h t . 1910. B y T h e M a c a u l a y C o m p a n y
••IT P A Y S T O A D V E R T I S E "
French. It is the work o f a spy." And him briefly—"Unit is not on uiy cuu-
then Streetman ordered Otto's comrade science.” He was far from upprovlug
Ilans to ask Major von Brenlg to re of street man's hasty action.
The ch ief characters are E thel W il
loughby, Henry Streetm an ai i Capt.
"The execution o f a spy!" Streetman
turn.
L a rry Redmond. T h e minor characters
I ’oor Henri Chrl tophe forgot nil Interposed. And the words were hard
are Hir George WagstafF <<f the British
adm iralty and Charles Brown, a N ew
•ilsjut his simple menu Ue stood there, ly out o f liis month before several pri
York newspaper correspondent.
Ethel,
crestfallen. Tlie whole affair was too vates squeezed tli rough the entrance to
u resilient o f ¿Sir G eo rge’» household,
the kecperles» Inn. There were two
secretly m an led to Streetman, a German
much for his befogged brain.
spy. thougu she did not know him as
a *
"You were warned agilnst any at
such. Captain Rcdmoml, her old lover,
returns to England a fter long absence.
tempt to communicate with the em stretcher, upon which there lay some
Prom him sj:e learns tbs truth about
thing <■ ivered with a sheet. A little
eu y." Streetman sai •
Streetm an. furtherm ore, that lie has
U IIK E Y had been u
betrayed i er si.mply to learn naval se
“ I never saw that telephone before." distance behind tlie gruesome proces
part, the principal part,
crets
Th e European w ar breaks out.
sion Jeanne Chrispiphe followed sob-
i Tirlstopbe declared.
Ethel prepares to accompany Streetm an
o f the Scott’s TliunkH-
to Brussels as a German spy Iri order t<»
biug.
"Iion's lie to me! You put It there!"
KiviiiK Mil of fare ever
get revenge and serve England, «'aptain
One glance told (Tiarlit Browu what
"1 swear to you—” Tlie Innkeeper
Redmond, Ethel and C harlie Rrown turn
since Hoi) could remem
up .it a Belgian inn us ihe German arm y
hold both his tut ik I h aloft ns he pro rested upon that stretcher— that It was
ber, real Vermont tur
■»rues. 81n- is M adam « de Ix>rde. She
claimed liis innocence. But his pro tlie Imdy o f somo me who but n few
• gins to work with a French spy. The
key that they rulsed
testations had no eifect upon tlie In moments before had stood there In the
cp rtn a n i appear at the Inn. M adam e de
on their Vermont farm
l*>rde shows a G erm an secret service
dignant Streetman. Tlie man seemed slanting sunlight o f the summer after
modal wild convinces the Invaders that she
and fed with corn from
noon and faced tlie llrlng squad. Out
absolutely relentless. Inhuman.
is a German . *>y. C harlie Brown barely es
the Vermont hills. Hut
capes execution.
“ You are either a French spy or liar of respect lie removed his lint. He
the particular hill on
Isirtng a spy under your roof," lie told did me know who the unfortunate
which the Scott acres
CH APTE R X V I— Continued.
But nevertheless ha
Cbristophe. " It Is nil act o f enmity to might have l ien
lay seemed better suit
us. You must pay tlie penalty at once." w as profoundly shocked.
<»d to the turkeys than to the c o rn ;
“ Quite so!" tlie major agreed, p a r
VVc thould be thankful that everybody who pulls a wishbone and gets
"P oor devil. I m sorry for him—
"On lay honor I have done nothing—
and, along In tin* very early spring
th-nlarly a* I like Americana. . . .
the long piece doesn’t get his or her wish.
absolutely nothing!" Henri C'hristophe whoever he w as!" he said.
o f 1801, Hop's father decided to
And I would not wish to see any of
Major von Brenlg drew a paper
cried. Kvcn In that moment his thoughts
try a newer country to the South
them come to harm,’ ’ he added «1*
were upon his daughter Jeanne rather from a pocket o f his coat.
CH APTER XVII.
and West.
Late March found them
II«* look«»«! at the wouiul«*«l wing, then ner, captain." and Hob found he had nlflcantly.
than upon himself. He was afraid—
"H e re is your pass." lie told tlie
breaking a clearing
for a new Rcrut<*li«*«l Ills li«*ml u moment, and th«*n walk«*«! into a hornets’ nest. They took
In hi* r-ply there was more than a
for her.
A W all— and a Firing Squad.
American ns lie handed lilm tlie docu
farm in I'ust Tennessee.
They got
was off to the the two to a cabin a little back from hint that behind his urbanity and seem-
"Our proclamations have told yon ment. "W e have decided that yon shall
Aa the door closed behind the ser
cabin on a run, the pike and usk«*«l tin* boy a few ques ' ost (mod nature there lay an Immeasur
their corn in, although a little lute;
i ’ •
• .r
they bred a lew lings and a small find
shutting tli«» sta tions, without gMluing any Information. able rapacity for the stern duties o f a geant and Ids prey, Streetman turned what to expect." Streetman snarled. go !•■ Bt a- - a," he adde
" It XVill be a g.iod warning to the otli appeared to lie In somethlug o f a
o f sheep; but, when they wanted tur
ble door behind Nor did he loos«.» his hold on Yank, German patriot, who would uuhewltat to Major vou Brenlg.
"The damned Americans, we shall ers." lie added grimly.
key, they didn’t go to the barnyard for
h 1 m.
When ht* though tin* bird struggled to be free. A Ingly kill any who might stand In tli»
have trouble with them yet,” he us
The Belgian Innkeeper stared at him
It, but up into the hills; for father’s
natli oi victory.
returned li«* went I black-brow«»«! giant entered.
as If In a trance.
•
"There's a Yank
“ Attain 1 get you.” Mr. Brown said. sorted.
trusty rifle and trusty eye were a com
to work with bon
“ I hope not. They are not a bad peo
"B efore God, I nm Innocent7’ he ns
“ But wnat are you going to do with
blnntlon no wild turkey could hop«* to
dages.
lie may up on the ridge
ple,” the more moderate major replied. serted.
escape.
ne'?”
i) o t
have
been in a cabin thur,
“ Oh, major—have my English clothes
The callous Streetman paid not tlie
and
a
hundred
of
"
I
shall
give
you
a
pass
through
our
much
o
f
a
sur
There were plenty o f rumors o f war
'ines that will take you sufely hack to — my civilian clothes— arrived from slightest heed to his denials. In a most
geon or a bone- ’em yonder on the
while the Yankee from Vermont was
brisk and businesslike manner be com
Berlin?" Streetman asked.
Brussels.”
setter, but what tother sid«*."
carving out a home there in the South.
“ Yes. They are upstairs with my manded tlie corporal to call in tlie
Charlie heard him with dismay.
"Y o u
fellahs
h<* lacked in skill
When war came, that Yankee made his
guard und make ready a Hrlug squad—
"But I want to go to the front,” he kit."
lie made up in inak«* a rl«le f«»r It
way overland and enlisted In the com
"Good! Then I can start tonight for "against the wall outside,” lie said.
protested.
good
intentions. at sundown," «aid
pany from his old valley in Vermont,
Then little Jeanne Cbristophe opened
“ You have surprised a eertaln move the British trenches,” the spy ex
Meanwhile liis en the captain, “ and
leaving Hob to take the responsibility
one of the doors timidly. Some errand
ment o f the (Jermun army,” the major claimed.
o f the Tennessee farm on his young
thusiasm regard grab that Y’ unk.
The older mau looked at him some had necessitated jier entering tlie room.
pointed out to him. “ It is best you go
shoulders. Hob did very w e ll; and,
ing th** Thanks They are the fe l
what dubiously.
Anil when she saw her father's nshen
to Brussel»."
when November cairn* in due course, he
giving f«*nst rath- i lahs that hung
“ You think thru that your plan to face It needed little intuition to tell her
Some objection had already leaped
got the rifle down from Its pegs above
t*r oozed
away I Jed Sp«*«»d. W e’ll
Cautious Knock on
to Charlie's lips when the door from be captured hy the Kuglisb will suc that there was some tragedy impend
the fireplace and went up the hills tn
have a little bung
from him.
the Cabin Door.
ing. With a low cry »lie sprang to her
tlie street was thrown open and a uni ceed ?”
search of n bird, lie had been up t!u*re
party
our-
" I f It’s all the in'
“ It must succeed. This is a map of father a side.
formed mn u—nu officer— pushed a cross
before with Ills father, but this was same to you, mu," li** said that night, selv«»s."
"M y father— uiy father— what is it?"
the threshold. Advancing Into the room their positions." He drew a paper from
his first turkey hunt alone.
What could Hob
" I ’d a-Just as soou have bacon fer din
Ilia breast pocket and unfolded it. "The she asked him.
lie exclaimed us lie sainted:
«!<> to warn his fa
There was a trail that led from the ner tomorrow.'*
very keystone to their entrenchments!"
“ H Is a spy," Streetman said con
“ Ah, my dear major!”
hog lot up to tin* rhlge, and along tin*
"A ll right, sonny," the mother laugh ther? Run f«»r It Familiar*Figures In
Both ottieers clicked their heels to he exulted. " I t will be here at trench temptuously.
T h a t
ridge, among tin* grunddaddy poplars ed and agreed. And that is how Yank himself?
the Neighborhood.
"Non. non, m’sleu!" she cried.
gether. And ns lie returned the salute ” 7"— Streetman made a mark upon the
hopeless.
and cherries and through tin* sweet- became a member o f tin* Scott family. w a s
mat»— "it will be here that 1 shall he
"W n if! . . . Come here!" he or
Hardly Mntor von Brenlg told the other that
guin brush, llob followed it until three For Yank he was named. T o Southern Then he thought o f Yank.
found," he said.
dered her roughly. And Henri Chris
that afternoon without so much as a partisans it was a term o f opprobrium, knowing why, lie let go his hold. lie had been expecting him.
“ Trench 27!” von Brenlg repeated.
topbe whispered to her to obey. "You
Charlie Browu had started at the
sign of turkey; and, as lu* had no in but to Hob a term of affection—s«i ev- There was a squawk and a flut
“ Yes! I shall be skulkiug around— have seen that telephone before?” |
tentlon o f spending a night In tin* hills, t*rybo«ly was sutisfled.
ter, i* man at the door was neurly sight o f the new arrival. And now he
and be taken prisoner. Then I shall Streetiuiin Inquired. Already tbe cor
It began to look as though he must re
Hy good financiering in tin* spring knocked from hla f«***t, and a feathered moved nearer to the man.
“ By George, It's old Streetman!” he give the Kngllsh false Information poral bad returned with four men.
turn empty handed. Then suddenly he Mrs. Scott was able t»> u«l«l a »mull thing that half ran and half flew made
about a surprise attack that will en hearing rifles.
cried.
heard a racket off
flock o f fowls to tin* Scott possessions, for th«» pike and the woods beyond.
able you to break through their lines
“
I
beg
your
pardon—
who
Is
this
“ No, no! Never In all my life!” the
there to the «*ust
"H e got a w a y !” "Thar goes your
including some turkeys. With these
ami smash them!”
girl wailed.
o f the trail—
Yank iningl«*«!, not without a ting«» of dlntn»r, captain," and a half-dozen man?" the arrogant Streetman (he was
•‘Splendid!
Splendid!"
von
Brenlg
"Your father hid It there.” he In
“ Whlr-r-r-r-”
condescension. II** never did r«*cover shots all came at the sntn«* instant. As now Strassmam asked the major.
“ Charles Brown, n Journalist from cried. “ By the way—” he added, ns an sisted.
Home great liv
the use o f that wing, but li«» could run for the boy, he poured outdoors with
Important detail came Into his mind—
c«.«..«—» - a
ing thing swept
"Xou. non. m'sleu!" she said with all
lik«* a «I«*g. using tin» good !«*ft wing as tli«» rest and plunged into the woods tlie T'nlted States,” Siajor vou Brenlg “ a man arrived here this afternoon
explained.
across the* ridge
the vein nieuce she could muster.
nne now and then to lift him to back of lie* cabin. .
from
the
Wlltieimstrasse
on
a
special
"Against the Wall Outside,” Ha Said.
Henry
Streetman
remembered
rmur* TTiTor n turkey, hoth of
"Enough o f tnlklng!" Streetman said
mission."
the Inventor «>f the aeroplnn«», had seen whose wings «Irooped now, the left one Charlie then.
with
a
cruel
glance
at
her
white
face.
hurry
to speed the parting guest. Hs
“ Y'es? Who Is he?”
shoulder In mi In
“ Ob, yes! I recall him,” he said dls
Yank, we might have had that Inven stained with blood, fluttered into the
“ A Cnptnin K arl!" M ajor von Brenlg “ Take him out!" ho ordered the cor was. as a matter of fact, disturbed that
stant, although lie
tion a half ccutury before wo did. Scott clearing. T o go to the b«>y was agreeably. “ What Is lie doing with us?”
poral.
tlie unfortunate execution had taken
shook with as had
“ W e found him staying here," the said. “ You know him?"
Yank show«'«! no disposition to l«»ave th© futher's flrst thought, to go for help
For one brief moment father and place under the very nose o f a New
“
No!
And
I
must
meet
b
lu
.”
a case «if buck fe
major
told
him.
“
My
men
nearly
shot
th** Scott place, seeming to prefer tin* the secon<l and better «me. It was a
daughter clasped each other In a last York newspaper man. And now ha
“ You don't suspect—”
ver as a hoy ever
good corn to woodland pickings.
hit risky, hut over the rhlge be went him ns an English spy.”
wished to hasten Mr. Brown upon his
“ No, no!" Streetman assured him. embrace.
bad. “ Hang!” lie
" It seems almost a pity they didn’t,”
It was seldom that any word or rti «m l down the mountainside.
" I t Is the end. my little Jeanne! way before lie had further opportunity
Streetman observed, with a dark look “ At tlie Wlltieimstrasse few of us know
blaze«! away at
nmr trhkled through from Hob's fa
Hob cl rob'd and crossed the pike a
to pry into the details o f the tragedy.
the fljin g cloud.
ther, and then there was a sllem v of tulle above. On a white stone by the at tiie newspaper man. " l i e may be In one another; still we cannot ho too Good-by! Fray for m e!" Henri Chrla-
"But as I told you— ” Charlie Brown
tophe said brokPiily. And in that In
careful."
It did not stop,
months that l«»ft the Seott household road In* saw a «Irop of m l. "W ell, they our w ay," be said.
“ He dlues with us,” the major ex stant a new dignity came to him— a begau, taking the pass from the officer,
Mr Brown thought it about time to
lie
must
have
very solemn ln«h*«*d. Tin* sympathies hit him but didn’t git him," lie said.
dignity such us must have clothed tlie "as I told you. I want to— "
plained.
resent Streetmnu's Insolence.
missed.
Hut as
Blazed Away at the of the neighbors were Southern; hut.
That «*vening. Just as the sun dipped
"Aud then we shall look him over," ancient martyrs, or that later tragic
" I t Is not a matter for argument,”
“ Iteally, didn't I meet you In Btissla
the report died
be
It
rocoeded
to
their
ert'dlt,
th«\v
Flying Cloud.
to llu* West, there was anoth«*r hor-
figure, for whom Ills own daughter was M ajor von Brenlg said stiffly.
Streetman said with satisfaction.
away he heard
treated the Seotts with Just as much n«*ls’ m*st on the ridge. Hut this time some years ago?” he Inquired.
“ Auf wledersehen!" And Major vou named—Jeanne d'Arc— when the su
"And you had best start at ouce,"
Streetman eyed him coolly.
the whir cluing«* to a flutter, and the klmliH'ss as If th«» bend of th«* family
It was the «»noniy that wnlk«»«l Into It.
"No. never!" lie snapped. " I have Brenlg went to liis room, congratulat preme summons overtook them. " I t ts Streetmau added.
fluttf'r to a thud, and the thud to a hnd not gone info the t ’ nlon army, flat
There was time for only a few shots.
ing himself the while upon the fact all over, nm petite." lie repeated. And
Charlie Brown saw that his aspira
never been In ltussta."
struggle In the brush down the hillside. when th«» guerrillas began to operat«-
Hut th<* guerrilla captain heard them in
"H aven't you?" Charlie exclaimed Hint he had so resourceful an assistant then lie drew himself up to tits fullest tions to proceed hack o f the German
II«' followed tin* sound of that strug in tlie valleys below, there was reason
ill«» valley b«*low and decided tlmt It
In that able young officer from the WII- height and look d at his unyielding lines were «loomed. And now he ac
gh* till In* came upon tin* hir«l. and bird tor some uneasiness, regardless of
won hi b«* w«»ll to move on, leaving his
helmstrasse.
Judge unflinchingly. " I am innocent, cepted the situation as cheerfully us he
It was. a turkey not so bin <-f body as one's sympathies.
missing men t«» Join him as best they
could.
Henry Streetman lighted a cigarette, m'sleu!" lie said. . . .
Its spread of wings had indicated, hut
tin«* morning, Just at the hrenk o f could.
(T O B E C O N T IN U E D .)
tossing the still blazing match Into the
a turkey none the less fit to grneo the «lawn, tlier«* was a cautious knock on
Those were the last words that Henri
Hut they never dl«l. Next night, 20
lireplace. And he hnd not waited long Chrlstnphe spoke.
Scott Thanksgiving hoard.
the cabin door. Trembling with appre miles away, th«» captain turned to one
Persian Easy to Learn.
before Henri Cbristophe appeared.
Henry Streetman made a gesture of
The shot Inn I broken Its right wing. hension. th«» family mused liself. The o f his men and asked:
A new interest tn Persia which the
“ Major von Brenlg wishes to dine at Impatience. The scene bore«! him.
Tin* hoy «I oc UI cm I to tote It hoim* ns it lat«*Ii lifted, but the mail who ©nt«*re«l
"I><* you reckon that f«>ol bird hud
once." the spy told him. "H ow soou
was, and In* soon had It slung from his was clot lied In blue. Hob could searce- anything to do with it?"
Jeanne Cbristophe hurst Into n wild war has awakened may tempt some of
can you be ready?”
rltle barrel over Ids shoulder and was ly believe that this ivd-lM*ar«le«l man
torrent o f words. Alternately she ad ns to become acquainted with the lan
A s fo r Yank, tin* battle-scarred vet
guage o f the country. We need not be
"in ttfteen minutes, m'sleu.”
pii-klng Ills way down th<* mountain- was Ids father.
dressed Streetman and her father.
«'ran. what was one wing more or less?
“ Good! There will tie three o f us—
sid«* to 11 11«! the trail at a lower point.
"No. no. no!" she shrieked, as if she afraid o f making tlie attempt, for Per
Ills story was short and soon told. II«» ll\«*d to s«>«» pence return to the
Major von Brenlg, myself aud Captain could not have that frightful thing— sian shares with English the reputa
It was moonlight when I»«* reached tin* He had been wounded and separated mountains, ami to all Tennessee, and
Karl."
hog yard, and then the house, with Ids from his regiment.
that monstrosity huppeu. "Oh, m'sleu! tion o f being a singularly easy lan
When lie r«»«»ov- to llu* nation. Ami you may he sun*
"Yes. m'sleu.”
Ueurl had already For the love of God! . . . My fa guage to learn, the chief trouble being
trophy, which was now quit«* still. I lav «*r«*d. he was assigned, quit«» willingly, he n«*v«»r played the prlm ipal part In
that it Is written in the Araldc char
turned to hurry buck to the kitchen • her . . . 1 pray you. . .
Ing exhibited the bird to Ids mother to a detail t«» round up the guerrillas; any Thanksgiving dinner.
when a bright blaze iu the fireplace no! He is my father. . . .
and young sister, he laid It in tin* liny and, ns lie was fam iliar with tin* vi ««'•■pvrl.ht 191*. W rtr.rn N .w .p .p .r Cnlnn i
I love acters.
It hud. however, at one time three
met his astdhished eyes. It was en thee. I love thee!" she soblied. . . .
loft In tin* stabl«*, and. after a full cinity In* was now scouting on their
C7»
tirely too warm an afternoon for a fire "Oh. m'sleu— 1 beg you— ”
recital of his hunt, v ent to lied, as trail. II«* was to lie «|ui«*t that day,
numbers and eight cases, and the
Only a madman would have built one
tired a bo.\ ns ever hugged a turkey, gathering ouch Information as In*
"Take him out!” That was Street- A vesta, the chief hook of the Zoroas-
"W hy, what Is that?" he exclaimed
and probably more tlr«*d than any !>«>> «■«»uld, and return to his comrades that
ii'lnns. ts only to lie understood by the
man's only unswer.
n ho never did.
" I lit a cigarette," Streetmau said
night.
U tile Jeanne would net leave her fa ripe scholar. But modern Persian has
“ I threw my match there." And to one ther's side. As they dragged Henri no cases, no declensions aud no gen-
Now. n luoNt surprising thing Imp
" I tell you. p«*p." cried Hob. " I ’ll go
o f the soldiers he added. " I ’ ut It out Cbristophe from the room she still d. rv, and may therefore, be mastered
pened the next morning. When llob down below ami see what I can see
at onccT*
opened the staid«* door the turkey was and l«*t you kimw !" It np|H*nled t«» the
without tears and without the appli
clung to him. And still she shrieked:
The man Otto hurried to the fire
still tluuv, hut it was standing on hoth h oy's desire for adventure and t«i tin
"For the love of God 7 No. no! oh. cation of wet towels to the head.
place.
f«*«‘t amt with <nu* wing trailing on the soldier’s desire for information. So.
papa, oh, papa! I love thee. . . .”
"Yes. yes. m'sleu!
It !• nothing!
•
•
•
•
•
•
•
ground. And, Instead of fluttering a fh r some ivluetaiice and many run
Sympathy With Nature.
•; - v -
Only some tree branches—It can do no
away as a regular wild turkey should. tlons. the boy was allowrd t«» go. T o
Major von Ilrenig looked Inquiringly
Its nn evldeni * of how directly we
harm,"
tlie
lunkeeper
protested.
It !ook«*d up at him with a look half divert su*jp|e|«»n. for tin* turk«*y would
at hia colleague from tbe Wiihelm
are related to Nature, that we more
curiosity and half appeal. It hopped attract more attention than the hoy. |
In the meantime Otto had extln straase
or less sympathize with the weuther
a few steps away when he approaclusl Yank was permitted to n**eompniiy hltu
guished the blaze.
He had crawled
“ You wanted me. captain?" he asked and take on the color of tha (jay.
bodily Inside the great opening of the
an<1 then allowed Hob to tou«h It with The boy am! the bird were fam iliar tig
Thanksgiving.
"The proprietor here Is a spy,” Street Goctlie said he worked easiest on a
TK * cMcr uparkliM bright an«! clear,
his hnml.
fireplace, to make sure that be did bis man said
ure* In the n«*lglihorh»s»d.
high barometer. One la like a rhlra-
l i e i f r n 1 » l lifkril, Tlm nkftgtvtna’a near;
work thoroughly And now he emerged,
“ Well, fellow ," said Hob, "you don’t
Three miles from home n vole« T lw doughnut hour «>f I lf« draw s nigh
"Chrletophe— a spy? Are yon sure?" ! n*>' «but draws well some days and
sooty but triumphant, bearing some
aeein to be very mueli a-»«•art.**
laughed, "H ere's a turk f«*r your «lilt And golden glow s the pumpkin pi®.
Absolutely sure!" Streetman re wont draw nt ail on others, nnd The
contrivance In his arms
Piles?
"This te eplione lends to the «eoret Is mainly In the condition of
Here
Is
a
telephone!"
he
announced
French. And I have settled tbe afTiir.” the atmosphere. Anything positive and
"W hat It Ha Doing With Ua?"
No
Longer
Sectional.
proudly.
SAFETY FIRST
Even as he spoke s scream from ont d.. ided with the weather Is s good
In former years the harvest holiday wlth a flue show o f lnnoeeuee. "W hy
"W h a t!" Streetman exclaimed And side reached their ears— a woman's omen. A pouring rntn may he more
—
I've
heard—”
pu s observed more religiously
and
lie hastened to examine the find. "Oh. scream
And Immediately there fol auspicious than a sletqiing sunshine.
“ You'd N-st keep what you've heard ho! W tint's this?" be asked
with more z.st In New Kngland that
When the stove draws well the fogs
lowed the sound o f a volley.
In any other pnrt o f the country. P u r to yourself.” Streetman interrupted
Henri Cbristophe was no less sur
Major vou Bretiig turned his head nn''
»HI leave your mind —John
Ing the colonial period It had the same him. He steppeJ close to Charlie so prised than the others He took the In and listened.
Burroughs.
rank In Massachusetts that Christmas that the major could not hear what he strument from Otto and turned It over
“Ah. mon per»™
It was Jeaune
’ —
~
had In old Kngland— a day for social said And he scowled at the American curiously.
Cbristophe aobMng.
i
Guaranteed Harmless.
festivity ns well as a day o f religious like the heavy villain o f some melo
' Why. m'sleu— It la a telephone.” he
Already she had flung herself upon
The old bachelor was .lining at the
said with an air of the utmost mysttfl her father's riddled body
•d gulden nee, hut since the Civil war drama.
| home of a newly married friend.
But
Mr
Brown
paid
scant
heed
to
cation.
Its observance has been characterized
Major Ton Rreulg cast a reproving
"Have a piece of tMs cake. Mr. Old-
“ I know. I know— but what la It do glanc» at bis haughty fellow officer.
by more or less fervor In every section the menace In the fellow's eyes Some
J bach?" said the fate hostess. "1 made
how.
he
felt
that
he
had
established
o f this wide land.
Ing there?" Streetman asked Impart
"Goo«l God— so soon? Without In- It myself."
fairly cordial relations with the major ously.
vesttgatlon’" he exclaimed. “ Wbat If
“Mo. thank yon." rejotne«! the guest,
— Streetman * superior officer And be
" I do not know, m'alau." Cbristophe he were Innocent?"
Early Thanksgiving Festivals.
“I— er— seldom eat cake.”
In a dash ha ssw that
The Continental congress rooom* did not believe that It lay within the « ‘ araniered
But Streetman bad no misgivings.
“Oh. yon needn't be afraid of It. old
mended days of thanksgiving annual spy's power to Inlure him greatly At things looks»! v»ry black for himself
»h! It w i h« a lesson to these nen." «aid h.x friend the host.
the
warning
the
fellow
half
whispered
"W hy did you hide It?”
Already others." he said carelessly
ly during the Revolution, und In 1784
tried a piece of It on a tramp this
Streetman had found h m guilty.
for the return o f pence. And Wash to him Charlie merely srntied.
In the adjoining room Charlie Brown j morning and it never eTen made him
“Think
so’
“
he
taunted
the
threat
" I did not hide tt, m ateu!"
ington appointed a Thanksgiving fes
end the German aergesnt had heard j sick.”
An I Dtp ration s# zed ■ treat man thoee shot*. And now they burst upon 1
tival In I7N5' after the adoption o f anlng streetman.
- - - ■
"Yes
Remnatwr now you art tn then
the Constitution.
And he took the telephone Into the two officers tn great excitement.
W ar’s Inconveniences.
side our tines
And drawtng the m i j bis own hands.
What happened? U It tk* French'-
'
and Is experiencing a
Jor to one aide, Streetman said— 'M s | “ Who are you?" be ashed In French
Give Honor to Connecticut.
Chsr.le called
shortage of drugs, sone of shich have
Jer.
what
shall
we
do
with
bins?”
»peaking
directly
Into
the
transmitter
Close students o f American history,
"It la fin «tied — tbe damned ap?7’ j advance«! In price l.«»Ju per cent
“ Send him back to Rrueae!*" von The fellow received an Immediate •treetman rejoined.
on account of the regularity observed,
I
_________________ __
Brvnlg
to
J
blm.
rep!»
Amt he salt to bis man la the
give the palm to Connecticut as being
That a happened ’ Charlie take-!
Another ex
pie f unp: vparadneae
“ I see by the market reports that turkeys are going to be higher.”
“
Peril«pe
we
can
And
a
better
fate
l
next breath. " It was a Frenchman who
through civil authority, n-aponsthle fur
Is s woman with a baby and •
-Vou can bet your life we ere. W e’re going to bo as high as «ho tallest
That tr ephone leads te Ike
the present annual Thanksgiving cele for him than that. . . . 1« be safe *F"ke'
• A matter of war." the major teU sau'vij pin.
we can find.”
bration by the nation.
SYNOPSIS.
— 12 —
Zu
'
Js
here?” llcn ry Streetman remembered
that the American bad shown plainly
enough— that afternoon at the house of
Sir George W agstaff—that he was ill
sympathy with the enemies of Ger
many. And now had come an oppor
tunity to make the fellow pay for bis
animosity.
“ He Is quite safe.” von Brenlg said
And turning to the sergeant he ordered
him to remove the American to an ad
Joining room.
Sergeuut Schmidt at once proceeded
to carry out Instructions. And seizing
one of Mr. Brown's ears In a flrui grip
lie starred him out of the nsuu.
"You will remain here temporarily
ns my guest,” the major explained
“ But t should not udvlsc you to at
tempt to leave.”
“ Listen, blondy—” Mr. Brown nd
Jnred his evil genius— for so the entliii
slnstlc sergeant appeared to him— “ con
fldentlally, because I know you won't
repeat It. If the French army missis
you I ’ll never forgive them.”