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mm TP -TS A 17 TFk ffgg CHARLES H. FISHEB fif f$1Tg11 I ff gg Editor ul Publisher f J fj f J&JL& I OUYTlCLi SATrRIAY EVEXECQ December 7, 1918 r I ne Lapttal J K3 ft fl ! I Published Every Evening Except Sunday, Salem, Oregon. Address All Communication! To I be MlniffibUal Journal BALEM 136 S. Commercial St. Sl'BSCRIPTION KATES Daily, by Carrier, per year.i to.OO Per Month Daily by Mail, per year $3.00 Per Month.. FULL LEASED WIRE FOREIGN REPRESENTATIVES W- D. Ward, New fork, Tribune Building. W. H. Stockwell, Chicago, People's Gas Building The Daily Capital Journal carrier boys are instructed to put the papers on the porch. If the carrier does not do this, misses you, or neglects getting the paper to you on time, kindly phone the circulation manager, as this is the only way we can determine whether or not tho carriers are following instructions. Phone 81 before 7:30 o'clock and a paper will be sent you by Bpecial messenger if the carrier has missed you. THE DAILY CAPITAL JOURNAL Is the only newspaper in Salem whose circulation is guaranteed by the Audit Bureau Of Circulations NO WAR AFTER THE WAR. At the annual meeting of the National Foreign Trade Council, consisting of the most influential financiers, manufacturers and steamship A. Farrell, president of the tion, spoke convincingly against economic warfare after the war. There are many people, been demanding a boycott punitive and protective purposes. Our organization has gone so far as to urge a "perpetual boycott" against Ger many. No douobt Germany deserves the severest punish ment that may be imposed on her. Nevertheless, in the opinion of President Farrell and many other business men, a policy of drastic economic discrimination would be unwise. If it did not interfere with the collection of the vast indemnities the allied nations expect from Ger many, it would be a prolific sibly a provocation to war. been directly or indirectly based on economic grounds. The boycott is a powerful economic weapon for emer gencies. It may be adopted by the League of Nations for .emergency purposes, to restrain recalcitrant nations when other means fail. But Mr. essary to apply it to the present situation. "Our supreme duty," he says, "is to see to it that the peace terms render impossible the continuance of con ditions sought to be corrected or prevented by economic warfare. If the peace be satisfactory, there will be no need for an economic warfare. It is for us then to de vote our fullest efforts to insure the enforcement of a just, adequate peace. With such a peace we can then go forward in confidence to meet the complex problems of reconstruction." It is rather tough on the American naval outfit which has just finished planting several hundred thousand square miles of salt water with anti-submarine mines to be obliged to start right in and rake them all up again. Still, they have the satisfaction of knowing that that remarkable feat is one of the things that drove Germany to surrender. Looks like Marion county would furnish the next spenker of the house. And Seymour Jones will make one of the best presiding officers the legislature has had for a long time. It is more than likely that proceedings at the peace table will be harmonious unless the Irish question bobs up. RIPPLING RHYMES By Wait Mason HARD With winter knocking at the door I look my slim pos Fessions o'er, and shed a brace of sighs; I'm needing bacon, meal and spuds, I'm needing shoes and hats and duds, and prunes and hooks and eyes. I'm needing cabbage leaves to smoke, I need the coat that is in soak, my need is ur gent, sore; the shelves are bare of pie and cake, the icebox has no luscious steak, and winter's at the door. But peace is also at the door, so let my soul be sad no more, and let my heart rejoice; the dove of peace is overhead; and war'a a thing that's done and dead, she says, in cooing voice. And if the dove has got it straight, that man's a rather yellow skate who hands out tears or sighs, though he may find his cupboard bare, no Hoover bread or doughnuts there, and no denatured pies. My shoes let in the wintry breeze, my pants have patches on the knees, they're shiny, jift and fore; but trifling things don't matter now; I smoothe the creases from ray brow, for peace is at the door. The winter's coming, cooled snow will drift, and we have no grub or coal there for peace is at the door. OREGON .45c -35c TELEGRAPH REPORT men in the country, James United States Steel Corpora here and abroad, who have against enemy nations, for cause for ill-feeling and pos Most wars in the past have Farrell does not think it nec UP. pretty swift, and soon the air rotten tempests roar; and if 11 still be joy in every soul, A WELCOME Rumors persist that the Hohenzollerns plan to re turn to Germany, awaiting only the moment which to them shall seem most propitious for a triumphant re entry. . It has been rumored, ereigns would be welcomed and protected b ythe benighted people tney dazzled so long with their spurious story. "But by and by the people Got open their stupid eyes." First they saw the great bags of German gold going out of their debt-laden country to the kaiser, hiding in Holland. He did not mean to feel the sting and discom fort of the poverty to which he has condemned his nation. Next, when his Berlin palace was searched, vast, white-tiled rooms were found piled high with canned goods, game and meats; all licacies in quantities sufficient to last for years, while starvation stalks the German streets. The kaiser did not mean to starve. It is this sort of thing which turns the hungry into the raving, which swerves a people to riot and bloodshed. The blind are beginning to see and the betrayed to realize. Just a little more and Wilhelm, returning to his "faithful people" will find their hands outstretched not as he dreams, in welcome, but to tear him to pieces. If the allies wait the Germans will do it themselves. Union men of Cleveland, Ohio, have forced the wom en to give up their jobs on the street cars, and the move ment is spreading to other cities. What we would prefer would be a union of women who will compel the men to quit work, as a good many of us are only looking for some eligible excuse to begin loafing anyway. Those Cleveland fellows whose wives, daughters and sweethearts hold lucrative jobs seem to be acting just a Jittle bit f oolish Wilhelm's friends say he has not abdicated officially. Karl's friends say he has not merely stopped sitting on it. there will be danger ot revolutionary axes swung on royal neks. Hearst and his man Brisbane seem to have been a vital part of the German propaganda in. this country---if the testimony of the witnesses before the congressional hearings may be believed, 7 , A successor to McAdoo has been named but it is ex tremely doubtful if there is another man in the country who could do the work he has accomplished in the past four years. ; Strane-e to sav. the "suDDression" of another Mexican revolution fails to arouse any country. Germany seems a sort of republic, all" right; but we haven't heard much about Prussia. Is the one-winged Hohenzollern still king there? THEWIFE By Jane Phelps. SUSPICION BECOMES CERTAINTY. CHAPTER CIV. The night before, it had hurt Ruth to keep what had happened at the shop away front Brian. Tho next morning that feeling had entirely disappeared. Ho would tell her nothing lately; not even who had telephoned nor at tu house "tho apartment for which sho lind paid tho rent" she thought with the usual bitterness. Barely did Ruth ever think of what sho did as hor share toward making them comfortable. It was the price sho paid for immunity from disagreeable housework which she loathed, and which Brian would have her do instead of work outside. At breakfast Brian remarked: "I have asked a couple of follows to dino with me tonight at tho La fayette. I expected to get in some money yesterday. It didn't show up. I expect it will come all right this morning, but I can't be sure. How much have you about yout" 'About eighteen dollars and a little change." "Give me the eighteen." Heretofore wheu ho had asked her for money Brian had been almost shamefaced, nearly bashful about it. Now his voice had a different tone. It was as though he had said: "I lot you leave me to earn money; now hand it over." It was Ruth who flushed instead of Brian, as without another word she emptied her purse upon the table. "Thanks!" was all he said as he picked up the bills, leaving the silver untouched. "Shall you be latef I wish you had asked them home, instead of taking them down there," she felt like adding that it would have been cheaper as well and she would not then have been ob liged to spend the evening all alone. His answer made hor glad she had said neither. "I don't eare to have these fellows see that my wife works outside. They wouldn't understand it." So that was it. Brian still fe embarrassment of her work. She might have said they needn t know it, but FOR WILHELM. too, that these unworthy sov sorts of provisions and de renounced his throne, but A little more such talk and particular interest in this sho would not so demean herself, her position, so she said nothing. "Are they anyone I knowf" Bho ask ed presently. , "No but they are REAL fellows." What did he mean by accenting that word, That because they wore real they would disapprovo of her working! No, that couldn't be it; that would on ly mean that they were snobs. It must bo that it was because Brian disapprov ed, and they believed in a wife doing as her husband wished her to do in such matters. Brian wanted hor to stay at homo. Ho could not hide that tact from whoever they wore with. He fear ed those men would discover that she was going against his wishes; and ra ther than have them do so, he would dino them outside of thoir homo. Dod they know of her position, they might also guess the truth that she earned more than Brian. "How complicated lifo is," she thought with a sigh. Brian was putting on his coat. "Shall you be latef" she asked again, "If you are, I believe I will go to a show. I hate so to remain alone." ''Why don't you Handel would probably be delighted to escort you:" The reply was so unexpected, that Ruth quivered with anger. 8he opened her lips, then closed them tightly. Was Brian so untrue, himself, that he took it for granted that she was alsof "No, I shan't be late. So if you go out I'll probably be homo first," and Brian without a kiss or even a back ward look, left her. "He didn't forgot to take the mon ey," sho said with a bittor smile, "Neither did he forget to say unpleas ant thiugs. Then only thing he forgot to do was to be kind, to kiss me good bye." Sore at heart, unhappy, disturbed in her mind, Ruth started for work. It seemed to her that she couldn't faeo Mandel without letting him see she was miserably unhappy; that she long ed lor understanding and some of th joy she deemed hers by right. But when she reached the shop she found he was to bo away for tho day. "Ho will be here tomorrow," La Monte told her. All her life Ruth was grateful that Vat-dei had not been In his usual p!ac that morning. All her life sho wondri ed if, had he been there, she would have been able to have repuicd him ! a she had the day before fortunately jshtt usr not called upon ;o nuho any Oc REVELATIONS OF A up before you leave. You remember that I gave you a promise the other ev ening, before we dispatched you on your mission. Since then a communication has been made to me about yourself by an- old friend of yours in fact, the Crown Prince I need not specify its nature, but it will of necessity make it impossible for me to carry out your suggestion. That your services ought to be rewarded is very true, and I will see that they are so, but you will un derstand that what we agreed upon is out of the question." For a moment the woman, who had ben taken at s0 cruel a disadvantage appeared about to faint. She winced as thiugh she had been stabbed with a stilletto. Then she quickly recovered ana burst into a laugh, just a touch too boisterous, for my thinking, to be reassuring. "Of course, I understand my dear Prince," she Baid, "in point of fact I proposed it only by way of a joke." And next moment, still laughing, she was gono. A curious feeling of alarm seized me on her absence. What if she botrayed us! What if the letter to Falkenhayn was delivered to f But the thine was impossible f Still, as the time sped by and she did not return, my fears increased. It had been arranged that she should, having de livered the note, immediately come back to us in her car, but the delay seemed endless, and she did not come. conspirators Arrested. Rupprecht sat with cold confidence and perfect equanimity. He had prom ised the woman a reward, that would be all right. Marriage, of course, was out of the question, and she realized this, no doubt; and he turned to listen once more to the Crown Prince's beau tiful declamation as to what that pro digy would achieve when he had the reins of Empire in his hands. Suddenly the Crown Prince was in terrupted. There1 was the sound of a carriage arriving in hot haste on the drive out sido; we heard the hall door thrust open violently; some men were coming up tho stairs. . Another instant and a captain of tho Prussian Guard entered the room, and saluted; behind him was a squad of men. "Your Royal Highness," he said to the Crown Prince, "I came direct from the kaiser, wh0 has ordered me to re quest yOu and Prince Rupprecht to con sider yourselves under arrest, and to proceed with mo to tho kaiser at Once.". And then I know that my worst fears were realized. The Frau had achieved her revenge, and it was-not to Falken hayn that she had delivered the letter. She had taken it instead to the kai ser! ' Now let me tell you who this woman is. The Baroness Elsa Baroniu Schwei rin is the sole woman in the whole Gor man empire who has had the most pow erful influence over the person of the kaiser. For many years, dating to the prewar days she had acted as the pri vate spy of the kaiser. The bareness was tho chief of tha kaisor'i household intelligent bureau. Through this posi tion which she has held during the last fifteen years; she has built up a power that is not excelled even by the German chancellor himself. I had known her from the prewar days and knew her prowess over the kaiser himself. A word from me would havo put my mas ter, the Tiince Rupprecht ot Bavaria, on his right, track but, tvsmkij, I fear ed tho Consequences of interfering with her plans. I know that my life would not be worth a mark once I spoiled her scheme. On seeing me in the company of the Bavarian Prince she had cau tioned me in these significant words: "Colonel Schroeder, the Crown Princa agrees with me that you aro a man who knows how to keep a stiff lower jaw." My position as the aid-de-camp on the personal staff of tho Bavarian Crown Prince had not necessitated my giving him advice on his private undertak ings. This may not be a chivalrous at-, titude towards my military master; but it satisfied me and that is the best apology I can offer at this time for keeping silent regarding the Baroness and her relationship with tho kaiser himself. In short, both tho Crown Prince of Germany and Prince Rup precht had played in to the hands of tho kaiser by admitting into partner ship tho Baroness Elsa Baronin Sell weirin as a fellow-plotter. "Hell Let Loose." For the first time sinco the German occupation of Belgium opened a new and terrible chapter in the history of human suffering, Prince Ruppreeht found himself driven by the logic of events to doubt the efficacy of the methods he had been so ruthlessly em ploying. These methods had lacked nothing in thoroughness, nothing in their rigorous unbending severity, and yet they brot him only a harvest of failure. Even since his return from Berlin to th-j front (where the kafcer had despatched him after a severe verbal eastigation, for the part he had played in the ev ents I described last week), ever since the failure of his plot against the High Command, which I fully revealed in the above narration, Rupprecht had sought more than ever to emulate the methods of Alva in the Netherlands. . He had burnt, pillaged, tortured even in his determination to break the in domitable spirit of the Belgian people. fition. And when she arr w.i M h-:r &t n'tht she ate her dinner alone titer wo-- almost immedinl li -l. Emotion is often more tiring than work. Ruth had both that dav. TOMORROW VIRTUE ITS OWN RF. WARD. who, scourged and desperate as they were; yet contrived t0 defy him. The reason for his increased ferocity and almost measureless inhumanity, was not far to seek. Tho kaiser had placed him on his mettle. Ho had warned him. first, that any further attempt to in trigueagainst himself would be visited with dire consequences. Secondly, the kaiser had insisted that come what may no matter by what means, the subjuga tion of Belgium must be completed. Starved Into Submission. Rupprecht bent himself to the task with a dreadful, a hideous devotion that reminded me of tho remorseless, because self -righteous, rigidity of the Inquisition. "My God, Schroeder," he said one day, "if nothing else will suffice to subjugate these people, I will make their land into a desert. The rook iwho flies above it, will have to carry his food upon his back, for not a bite of anything will he find below him; not n serap, not a bite of anything will wo leave to this cursed land except, he added grimly, "the bodies of the "1 Pjoduct of onr Devil culture, which men aud-women; Who, if necessary, must f"- tnwiformcd u. Germans, made . . . . . ' . . T. ; ...'tho image of God, into machines of bo starved into submission. It is our , r ' duty to bo thorough in this matter, and t rS' household was only one of r.lt T L w t J1" victim. f our Bavarian fury that Alas there can be no doubt but that he made good his words. Thorough- he, , ., , ,, T , , ... . , - . , , ,. laud children," I heard an officer say, was in the work of sowing desolation, .. , '. , , ,. . . T . ' "we must make an end of them." misery, ruin, among a people whose on- Before T could ask him for M la. ly crime was their helplessness, and! my was whose rights and liberties we had sworn Q M , M solemnly to protect. - & . , ,v, When we failed, as often we did Vf a half hed b the but against the Regulars of the Belgian and i , .?6 A . -d...; j French armie? we visited our wrath !fnd "f the nf ea of fWo Bavarians, on the heads of the unoffending civil ians. Innumerable instances of this oc curred while I wsj on tho staff of Prince Rupprecht, and a casual refer ence to my diary recalls one with terri ble vividness to my mind. At Gerberville, on tho banks of the Mortague, the population fell a victim to the fury of the "beautiful blonde beasts, avid for blood and slaughter," that our Nietezsche hailed as the super man of tho future. Sweeping forward with the frenzy the frantic frenzy that always marked our advances, Ruppreeht 's vanguard had sought to rush tho village at dawn. Ordinarily the enterprise would not havo proved very dangerous, but it hap pened that some sixty chausseurs-a-pied, skilfully posted on a woody up land that commanded the road offered a desperate and most effective resis tonco, with tho result that they convert ed a bloodless operotion into a prolonged and costly struggle, while even more galling to our prido was the fact that tho chnusscurs made good their escape, suffering themsolves only a trifling loss. Tragic and Ghastly Results. Rupprecht was furious when he heard the news. "By God,' ' he said, "seme body must pay for this. It is time that we taught these people the folly, the criminal folly of resistance. They have no regular officers, their franctirours change from uniform into peasants' clo thes, and vice versa day by day. We cannot operate under such conditions. If thero is no other means open to us, we must exterminate tho vermin, and we will begin with Garbeville," and he issued some orders by tolophono, orders which were swiftly followed by tragic and ghastly results. For, baulked of the chasseurs, Rup preeht 's Bavarians took a . drastic ven geance on the civil population. From the moment of their entrance to the town they gave, themselves up to a fiendish orgy of brntal excesses. En tering the houses with savage yells, they burnt the buildings, killed the cowering men and women in them, and tortured the little children. Some they dragged into the fields to bo shot, oth- 3 they murdered in their houses, or struck down in the street, as they fled terror-stricken at tho approach of the incoming horde. Of tho houses they left so tho Ba varian officer in charge of these opera tions reported but 20 standing- out of nearly 300. Many of their wretched in mates went mad, others tried in vain to hang themselves, and this, strange to relate, roused tho Bavarians to further frenzy, and t0 the most furious excess es. Rupprecht 's orders had been specific. "Thorough,'.' was the word, and thoro ugh was the execution of the policy he had planned a policy designed deli berately to reduce tho Belgians to a expedition of abject, craven, supine sub mission a policy designed to leave them, as Rupprecht himself had said, "with nothing but thoir eyes to weop with." No, it was not the fault of our ar mies if thoir policy failed. Fiends from the lowest depths of hell could have done no more than they. The scenes I saw enacted that day haunt me still and cry out to Heaven for punishment. Pas sing down the winding high street of the little village that, but half an hour ago, had seemed so peaceful end! eon tent, the soldiers had -knocked at the door of a house, occupied by one M. D. : ... With him there lived, I subsequently ascertained, his wife and his mother-in-law, a poor old widow, close on eighty yearg of age. It was she who answered the door, and sho it waa whom the miserable brutes shot point blank with no word even of warning; shot her so that she fell back into ths amis of the son-in-law, who ran np just in time to catch her as she fell back mortally wounded. - " A Damning Witnesst She is a damning witness surely of the "thoroughness" that Rupprecht boasted. Her life had been the blame less, hard-working, self-denying exis tence that the peasant woman leads and has led through eenturics. She might have posed, I thought, for one of the masterpieces of the great French pain ter, Millet, whose peasants, bowing at the Angelus, or ploughing the fields, al ways have seemed to me to be the - strongest, simpiesr, ano most wnote-t some types that Europe affords. JTo itch for meddling in politics had this woman. She was content .with tha greater task of rearing her family, or dering her house, husbanding her frugal resources, and discharging her daily duties with the strength of calm re pose'. Bab the - kaiser and Rupprecht, and the rest of our War Lords, these great" super-men had 'set their minds upon a scheme of welt-politick, and she, and thousands more like her, were mads to die in ignominy and anguish. God! It made my blood boil when I later found her body reverently wrap ped in a blanket, with a handkerchief over her face. "She did not answer my knock quick enough, sir," the sergeant who shot her explained to me. "We Germans must teach these swine-hounds that it is death to keep uj waiting," and with, !i salute that ietolfned at once respect for my rank, f.:id unalloyed pleasure with himself, he swaggered off, a typi- to a oarn a uaru xrum wmcn tureatyr smoke wa9 issuing, and which, two minutes later, when the old man had been forced inside, was ablaze with firo. I can hear the old man's screams now. They ring in my ears at this moment. He was burnt alivet At The Bayonot Point. But cvon that does not exhaust the story of Rupprecht 's "thoroughness" that day. One family had taken re fuge in the cellar of a house. The troop ers raised the trap-door, fired on the helpless victims cowering beneath, and thon set light to the house. One work man was driven at the bayonet-point up the stairs of his house into a garret at the top, and then the soldiers get light to the building. Another victim, one M. Lcganty, as old man of 78, incapable of resistance, was shot through the jaw, and died in agonies. But why prolong the tale! Holl, let loose in Belgium! Those are the only words I find to indicate the fruits of "f rightfulness" that I saw before y eyes.' Anrl for -the menre- sponsible can Hell itself afford""pni shmentf Will not its warders say in" the words of the great Shakespeare:- a what scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford, falsa Clarence t" t. Aye, what scourge for the perjurer who deceived Europe into' a false se curity and then sprang on her, armed to tho teeth, sprang at her like an as-. snssin to use an assassin's weapon against hor! Needless to say, I found no echo of these reflections either in Prince Rup -precht of the other officers of the staffs and when the hideous work of tail dreadful day concluded we sat down to a recherche dinner at the village inn. His Highness was in right good spir- . its. The chef, who had been constrain ed to cook the dinner on penalty of death, had seen his mother killed that afternoon. The landlord, whoso daugh ter had been first outraged and then killed, had been warned not to let his private grief interfere with tho .yopnT ation of the feast that had been spread that night for Rupprecht By the very hands of the men whose dearest and nearest had been butchered. What matter that! What mattered the blackened coun tryside, whose buildings still blazed, whose maddened cattle lay dead in the streets, side by side with the men and women Rupprecht 's soldiers had slaugh tered, while up and down there wander ed, as yet unslain by the drunken", le velling privates of his force, poor half demented wretches, mad mad beyond hope of recovery, mad from the stress of the awful ghastly sights and sounds that they had seenf Cut Them Down Like Grass. But Rupprecht was 'n high featiier. "We have taught these people a les son at last," he said, draining his gob let of champagne. "Ono or two more punishments like these will bring home to them the folly and wickedness of op posing us further. They will seen ac cept the Pax Germanica." and he arose from his seat, glass in hand, to propo-se the toast, drunk with vociferous en thusiasm, "Deutscliland uber Allcs." ' "We must be more wary next time, gentlemen," the Prince proceeded. Oar gains today have been incommensurate with the losses we have sustained. Out next duty is, to give a lesson to the dogs of Villctte. It will prove a tough nnt unlesg we are careful. We cannot en velop it except at an enormous cost, and if we advance and rush upon it from the high road our men will be subjected to a cross-fire. But it seemi that there is a good road leading thrn the woods on to the back of the village from whence we could take the Bel gians in the rear and cut them down liXe glass," and with a chuckle, elo quent of the blood-lust that W8g de-. moralizing his character, he poipted out the situation to us on the map. "Our men will leave here at dawn, he said. "You, Colonel Walderstein, will be in Command, and Colonel Schro der will, at my. request, accompany yea. Once you aro through the wood and out on this side,' 'and he laid his fin ger on the spot, "yon can easily rusk' the rebel's position from the rear, and you remember our order of the 3rd of (Continued on page eight)
