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the power to employ and discharge all clerks, employees, and the ways on August 3 had gone into the water by December 21. agents. Responsibility and authority were now united in Hurley

Others are being added every week; and since late in November alone. Admiral Capps shortly after resigned, on account of iil almost every week has seen the launching of a brand-new vessel, bealth ; Hurley appointed Admiral Harris General Manager, entirely built on contract with the Emergency Fleet Corporaud after Harris's resignation a few weeks later gave the Gen tion. eral manager's duties over to Charles Piez, of Chicago. At last, At last the housing programme is under way, and the Ship: after many months, the Shipping Board's organization was ping Board is assured adequate funds for it. A ship-builders' unified.

Plattsburg is being conducted at Newport News-a school to Other obstacles have delayed the production of ships. There train skilled mechanics to teach the shipyard trades to other have been numerous difficulties over the terms of contracts ; it mechanics who are skilled in allied occupations. And on Febis not easy to agree upon an equitable rate of compensation ruary 1 began a campaign for the enrollment of mechanics all when so many factors - wages, cost of materials, labor supply, over the country as United States Shipyard Volunteers : etc. --are uncertain. Several times the specifications for wooden the theory of this campaign being that, while it is fatal to call ships had to be changed-once because they did not provide mechanics to shipyards where housing conditions are inadequate adequate strength, and once again because timbers as large as or expansion is not immediately contemplated, an enrollment they called for were not available. Many a promising contract of skilled mechanics will locate these men so that as the need was never translated from paper into steel; ship-building is a and the opportunity arise they may be moved to the yards, each difficult business to learn, and has its proportion of failures. one being directed to a definite job at a particular place, and And there have been a whole flock of troubles connected with being assured of adequate housing on his arrival. labor.

The State and County Councils of Defense and the Public Up to last Christmas there had been 596,992 working days Service Reserve of the Department of Labor are conducting lost through strikes--the equivalent of twenty thousand men this campaign for the Shipping Board. They aim to enroll several out for thirty days. The difficulty of lighting the yards so as hundred thousand men, so that traveling examiners may later seto make possible the employment of two or three shifts has lect two hundred and fifty thousand who are up to the standard of been a stumbling-block. So has been the lack of an adequate the yards : expert acetylene and electrical welders, blacksmiths, system of proper employment agencies to take care of the boiler-makers, carpenters, chippers and calkers, electrical workshifting demands for shipyard labor. So also has been the contin ers, foundry workers, laborers, loftsmen, machinists, painters, uing opposition of the unions to plants for the dilution of labor; plumbers, ship fitters, and structural iron workers--men of the unions will allow mechanics to be recruited from allied expert technical skill and of character-men who will do a full skilled occupations such as the building trades, but will not day's work. rountenance the training of unskilled or semi-skilled men, be A full day's work. That is the heart of the problem. Probably cause they spoil the market for expert labor and tend to bring enough mechanics of one sort or another will be enrolled. But down wages. Labor must be housed; yet the Shipping Board will they be men who are willing to do a full day's work six was for a long while uncertain whether it had a legal right to days in the week? Earnest men who realize that the outcome tinance the housing of workmen building ships for private of the war depends on the number of rivets they drive each companies which had Government contracts-and the houses day? One by one the Shipping Board has rolled the rocks out had to wait.

of its road; one stone still squarely blocks the way--the spirit More perplexing still has been the attitude of labor in the lessness of labor. While the Board can compel the owners of yards. Wages have been greatly increased to secure the me any yard to do its bidding by commandeering the yard and chanics so sorely needed. The increase has brought about a putting them under Government orders, it cannot compel labor: general slackness on the job; many men prefer to work only any student of the industrial situation will acknowledge this. four days a week, since they can earn more money now in four The Board has instituted on the Pacific Coast a ten per cent days thầu they used to be able to earn in six. The number of premium to those men who work full time. Although this is rivets driven every day by each man has fallen off too-fallen one way of getting a man to work six days a week when he can off as much as forty or fifty per cent, according to some esti afford to work three or four, and it may be a way of getting mates. The shipyards are filled with a floating industrial popu him to drive 300 rivets a day instead of 150, it is not the best lation whose restlessness has again and again been aggravated way. The best way is to convince him that the job is worth by the employers themselves, many of whom persist in bidding doing, and that the drafted man who gets thirty dollars a month against each other for men, sometimes even sending their fore has a right to expect honest service from his brother in the men to wait at the gates of the next plant and offer high wages yards who gets from five to twelve dollars a day and whose to the workmen coming out. The war spirit has not spread to work is so immeasurably important. the yards. One at least of the biggest ones in the country-and How shall we convince him of this? I do not know how many others are in the same class-is quiet

The answer is that he must feel behind him the moral comfrom Saturday at one o'clock until Monday morning. Three pulsion of a united community. He must know that the public shifts? They are not even working Saturday afternoons. is watching his work day by day, fully aware that on the

energy The men can afford not to work, and the company cannot afford with which he applies himself to his job depends, more than on to make them. Meanwhile the war depends on ships; the lives anything else, the outcome of the war. He must feel that people of these men's brothers and sons and friends, and the future everywhere are talking ships, ships, ships, and demanding speed of their country, depend on ships. This is the toughest problem from every riveter and steamfitter in the yards. The moral that Mr. Hurley has to face.

compulsion of a united community is what sells Liberty bonds To look back upon the progress of the Shipping Board from and swells the membership of the Red Cross and makes the April to February is to realize that it has been going through operation of the draft a possibility. Nobody dares swim against the preliminary stage of growth and experiment. It has been the stream; few even think of doing so. The same current must largely concerned with cutting a path through thicket after sweep us toward completion of the shipping programme. The thicket of difficulties and obstructions. It has been building up man in the yard must feel a soldier's pride, a soldier's sense of the necessary industrial machinery to perform its gigantic task. duty. The ship-builder's badge must be a badge of honor to Progress has been necessarily slow. We are aiming at a produc him--- as full of meaning as a uniform. He must feel that

every tion of six million tons a year. At present the rate of production Tom, Dick, and Harry in his town honors him for his place in appears to be something like three million. This is a great fleet the first line of offense against the submarine and wants to see to turn ont in a year. It is three times as big as the flamburg- him do his job like a man. Community sentiment is contagious. American fleet was in 1914, and the Hamburg-American was the and the right kind will build ships. biggest merchant fleet then in existence. But it is not big enough. If we are to give the men in the shipyards this kind of SUPYet there is light ahead. Authority is now centralized in Mr. port, we ourselves must see the shipping situation in its true

a man of and ability and common sense. Ile proportion. We must accept these undeniable facts, and base has built up his organization. The new ships are beginning all our thinking of the war upon them : actually to go into service ; forty-nine of those commandeered on That we have not this winter sufficient available tonnage under

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the American flag to provide food, materials, and supplies for responsible for the present congestion on the Eastern seaboan our present arhy in France and for the needs of our allies. and thus indirectly for the Garfield fuel order. Without ship That even with the assistance of British merchant tonnage we our hope of winning the war in the air vanishes, and the

great have not yet enough to maintain one million men in France. new aircraft industry is rendered futile.

Mr. Hoover is trying to keep starvation at bay for the hungry Without ships Pershing's army is endangered, and the rest of people of Europe, and to this end he has called upon us to save our great military force will have to resign themselves to train

. fuod ; without ‘ships this conservation will go to waste. The ing and drilling and waiting in American cantonments. Secimo munitions plants of the United States are working overtime tary Baker's confidence that the War Department can have an to turn out the guns and shells upon which hang the fate of the army of five hundred thousand men in France this spring is western battle-line; without ships these munitions will not save based upon the hypothesis that ships can be obtained. The date the day. Without ships the supplies of clothes and tents and of the second draft, and the effectiveness of this second half blankets and everything else urgently needed in France are million as a weapon against Germany, depend upon ships. useless; they will merely pile up on our docks. Mr. Hurley Ships are more than a means of victory; they are an absolute himself has told us that shortage of ships has been largely condition of victory.

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December 15, 1916. 70-NIGHT the searchlights were up, and I rode across

tened made a beautiful outline. The night was fine; the lights Battersea Bridge on the top of a bus and walked back to

on the fireboat shone brightly; a tug was moving swiftly up the

river, her stern light shining like a ruby.
watch them. Some were like golden fishes swimming in
the sky, and others great streaks of light. Suddenly there was

The policeman who stands guard at the end of Battersea a remarkable effect. Two very powerful searchlights were thrown

Bridge knows me now. He used to keep a keen eye on me, and across the sky from different points in London, making a per

wouldn't allow me out of his sight. I am sure he thought I had fect cross. One bar of light extended above the river, parallel serious intentions of hurling myself into the river, and didn't with it, and the other stretched its great arms over


want it to happen on his beat. Since I have taken him into my The symbolism was unmistakable. It was symbolic of a whole

confidence he is a different man, and allows me to stand percity, and a whole country, and a whole nation, and a great alli- fectly still gazing at the river as long as I like. I told him i ance of nations crucified. We live, indeed, in an age when

found the river beautiful at night, and he said he did too, so many men are offering up their lives in divine sacrifice.

now we understand one another.

December 17, 1916.

December 27, 1916. The day I went to register with the police I waited in the When I turn into Cheyne Walk I always stop to loo courtyard of the police headquarters. The walls were of dreary Battersea Bridge and my beloved Four Chimneys. Yesterday yellow brick stained with soot, and the court was paved with was fine, and the sky was unusually blue. All at once I saw a bricks of the same color. There is no building material more balloon in the sky, and then another, and then another. They depressing than yellow, soot-stained London bricks.

were crossing the river in a procession. I counted five, one over The only occupant of the court besides myself was a small dog Battersea, just disappearing into a cloud. They were patrolling chained to a kennel. He was of no special breed; he was small, the sky. Thus do balloons keep watch over London in war time. brown and yellow in coloring, with large eyes capable of express To-day, when the wind was blowing from the west, I saw ing the deepest misery. As a dog he wasn't much, but as an another balloon, a single one this time. The combination of expression of canine, or it is not too much to say human, suffer the blue sky and the white balloon was one of those supremely ing he was the whole thing. It is several weeks now since I saw beautiful things, the kind of beauty which leaves one as speechhim, but the expression of those eyes remains with me, and will less as love. I felt as if I could never stop looking at it. There continue to do so as long as my understanding of suffering con was a peculiarly beautiful quality in the atmosphere, and a tinues to exist. He sat shivering on the pavement, yellow and great fascination about that white ball floating in the blue sky. 800t-stained like the bricks about him. He had an eagerness of Boul which made him prick his ears at every footfall in the hope

V-A CONFERENCE FOR DISCUSSING THE POSSIBILITY OF that his master had come to claim him, but his eyes expressed

COMMUNICATING WITH THE LIVING resignation. He had that wonderfully rare combination of

January 3, 1917 qualities, eternal hope and eternal resignation. Life had dealt I have just come home from a conference in which the possievilly with him. He had nowhere to sit but the cold, dampbility of communicating with the dead was discussed. I would bricks of a police courtyard.

prefer a conference in which the possibility of communicating A policeman came through the court, and I told him I believed

with the living came under discussion. Why not first try to the dog felt cold. The bobby not ungently told the small perfect ourselves in the art of communicating with our fellows shivering creature to go into the kennel

. The dog politely com

on this earth before we try to communicate with those beyond? plied. As soon as the policeman's back was turned, however, Why would not a person who could truthfully say that he was out he crept and renewed his shivers on the pavement. The bit able to make his meaning clear to his

friends be more qualified of straw was no consolation for the wider range of scent and

to communicate with the dead than would a person with mediumvision which the open court afforded. I crossed over to him and istic powers in a cabinet hung with black velvet ? patted him and tried to express my sympathy. Again he showed

“ We stand on islands shouting to one another across a sea of his innate politeness, but no enthusiasm. There was one person misunderstanding.” I wonder how often people understand the in all London whose voice and scent the dog would recognize

exact meaning of what we say, I wonder how often we state our instantly, and the sight of whom would make him wag his tail meaning exactly, and I wonder in how many cases we ourselves wildly and emit quick, happy barks. That person did not come.

are perfectly sure of what we mean ? Are not these subjects Why? The little dog with the wonderful eyes was nearer to

for discussion and research and thought? The Society for solving the mystery than I am.

Psychical Research should be a graduate school for those who

have made a thorough and successful research of the things of III-BATTERSEA NIGHTS

every day. I confess the phenomenon of every day life appeals

December 23, 1916. to me more than the phenomenon of ghosts. At the meeting last Last night a barge was moored to a wharf on the Battersea night the chairman gave a very eloquent plea for personality as side of the river, close to the bridge. It was rigged with an old being the greatest thing in life and also in death. This is


undoubtedly true, and perhaps those people who have been able exertion seem to have merged themselves into one long period to solve the mystery of personality in the living may be able to of exertion. I look out on the river at two or three in the do so in the dead.

morning, and it is as busy as the river at midday. Barges are VI-BATTERSEA DAYS

being towed up and down and goods being shipped from the January 17, 1917.

wharves. Huge vans rattle along the road beneath my window This morning I stood at my window and looked at the sun and the streets are as full of people at night as they are in the and watched the copper-colored path of light it made across the

daytime. river. Sometimes a sea-gull flew over the dancing copper waves

At Woolwich Arsenal there are two twelve-hour shifts, and and dragged his feet in the water and became part of the glow

as much work is done at night as by day. The other evening I ing, fiery path. Consciously I was thinking of the beauty of the motored from the Manorway Gate of the Arsenal to the enriver, and subconsciously, as always, my thoughts were on the trance of the danger buildings and returned just as the night suffering of the war. If God makes nature so glowing and shift were going in to work. The chauffeur had to go at a snail's perfect, he must

, at the end of the struggle, intend something pace, blowing lis horn continually. The broad roads which run equally glowing and perfect for man.

between the buildings were crowded from side to side, swarm

ing with workers, principally women. They had to crowd to NELSEA SUNSET

gether at the side of the road to make room for the car to pass.

February 4, 1917. These women were going in on a twelve-hour night shift-some There was a Enow glow in the sky-the yellow glow Turner whose work would be purely mechanical, others who would bas painted so often. Four Chimneys were black and still in the have difficult operations to perform, and many who worked in yellow haze, and the sun, red and mysterious, looked between actual danger. Those who were going to the buildings from them. He shot an all-embracing glance down the Embankment which I had just come knew that unless they took the utmost at the Sunday afternoon crowd and knew us all. I, for one, real care there - 18 danger of an explosion, and had a night and a ized that my secrets were in his keeping. As always, he kept his succession of nights and days to look forward to when they own counsel. The Greeks knew more of him than we do, but would be breathing in yellow powder in spite of veils and all even for them he preserved his mystery. The sky was full of the precautions the Government can provide. I knew them by charm and power and passion-yellow, black, and red.

their yellow hair and faces, Occasionally a head in that vast

mob of faces nodded to me or a hand waved, for I have friends
February 11, 1917.

I walked up and down, up and down, the Embankment late

April 29, 1917. into the night. I crossed and recrossed Battersea Bridge, and This Sunday afternoon there is a strangely fascinating string walked to Oakly Bridge and crossed the river there for a change of barges between Putney Bridge and here. They are strung The night was clear; a half of the moon hung over the river. out in a zigzag line, black masses separated by light streaks of There would be no Zepps that night. The side streets looked water. The way the bargemen have moored them is singularly unusually black in contrast to the light over the river. The satisfactory. If one bargeman with the soul of an artist had street lamps had been painted a wonderful green. For once the stood on the shore and yelled to his companion in mid-river city authorities had hit on a really beautiful color. Lamps where to

where to moor each boat to secure the best artistic effect, the glowed like emeralds at the corners of black little streets, and result could not have been better, and probably would not have once I caught sight of a lamp half-way down a side street shin been half so good. ing with an intensely green light in absolute blackness. Walk I have just been out to Richmond. The river was very gay. ing down a London street is like walking down a railway track It is said that Richmond is the gayest spot in England. It is through a black forest with all-clear signals ahead.

so gay as to be almost French. I saw many French there this The only blazing lights I encountered came from inside a afternoon. The river was full of life-officers home on leave coffee-stall which stood just below Oakly Bridge. Here a man rowing good-looking women, and good-looking women rowing in a green jacket sold steaming coffee and damp cakes to a crowd

officers recovering from wounds; people who had never been on of pale-faced boys. It was late when I returned to Battersea the river in a boat before, and people thoroughly accustomed Bridge. The moon was approaching Four Chimneys. The river to the water. It was all very gay and pleasant in the height of or the night, or both together, had thrown a light mist over the afternoon, but I prefer my window and the silent line of Four Chimneys, veiling but not concealing their great strength barges, black in the fading light.

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April 7, 1917.

May 1, 1917. A tug woke me up early this morning. It was screaming in I remember landing in England on May Day, 1903. The mid-river and trying

to get up enough steam to move three barges Liverpool streets were so gay that their freshness remains with away from Battersea Landing. I never draw my curtain at me still, Out of that very sordid town had sprung the gayety of night

, so that I may be sure not to miss anything that goes on spring. The horses were bright with ribbons and wore rakish on the river. I was thankful to the little tug for waking me straw hats, and their drivers were full of pride. Their love of up and calling my attention to the beauty of the river at that animals is the only love the English are not ashamed of showing. particular hour of the morning. Day was just breaking. There The carter who would feel disgraced if he showed any tenderwas a gray veil of mist over the river. Everything was gray ness for his wife does not mind patting his horse and smiling gray vibrating with the life of coming day.

at one's words of admiration. The tug was pushing and nosing three barges, one at her bow The May Day of peace times was a charming expression of and two at her stern. She pushed and snorted and wheezed, the joy of spring. Today-May, 1917—there are fewer horses and seemed to say, “Get along with you, you lazy beggars ! decorated. The men who decorated them are at the front or Don't expect to be sleeping at the wharf all day.” Slowly they buried in French graves, and the horses, too, have many of them swung out into the river and moved down stream. Two yellow been requisitioned. Horses that had their manes braided and lights shone out from the barges at the tug's bow and a red wore straw sunbonnets in Merry England have the spring light burned through the gray mist at the tug's stern. The last flowers of France growing over their graves. What a terrible barge was still a part of the general grayness. I could just dis connotation the dates 1914, 1915, 1916, 1917, have for those of cern a man's figure pulling at a long oar.

us who are alive to-day! They will always ring in our ears to the rattle of shrapnel, the bursting of bombs, and the anguish

of the dying. But, thank God, they also ring with cheers of cour.

April 10, 1917. age. May, 1903, was full of the joy of spring in England, and The war seems to have done away with the difference be- May, 1917, is full of the joy of sacrifice, for there is a joy in tween night and day. The period of rest and the period of fearing nothing and giving al}.






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APTAIN PIERON had read Adair's letter as far as the Suddenly I jerked up my head. A low whistle had sounded

point where, after his strange reunion with his old friend The old Verney call! Bunny, by Jove!

Reinhardt von Bruck, the intrepid lieutenant had at In another minute I am in his arms. He was sitting beside length come to realize that he was lying concealed in the Ger the tiny trenches we had been filling with grape skins when we man headquarters of a little Alsatian town, if he was not actually parted this morning. Reinhardt's prisoner! The captain continued his reading of Quiet now, old Chingachgook”—he spoke in German; Arnold's letter with breathless interest :

“there are a dozen men down by the lake. They'll be by pres

ently, and then we've got a little maneuvering to do." The whacking and banging below me, in the garage of the “ I've got a big Gotha three-seater down there, and it's all barn where I was hidden, continued, but, in spite of the racket ready for a hop. My two mechanics flew it over here to take me and the torture of my disappointment, I slept intermittently, home in. They had a bit of trouble getting the Mercedes engine my wet handkerchief over my face and a camouflage of hay out of that pond. It took me half an hour's diving to fix it so over it. Finally the buzzing of a motor awoke me, and I turned they would. And now they're going to let it go


morning my face to the wall in anticipation of being dragged from my All but Zimmer will be along in a couple of minutes. I told him cot, as usual, by a relentless orderly. No such luck, however. to stay to guard the machine.” Five unyielding straws jabbed me simultaneously. I came to " But what's your immense plan ?" I asked. with a start.

* Please remember you're my prisoner, Arnold, and don't be Creeping to the window, I saw a smart touring car back out impertinent." of the garage and pass up the driveway toward the house. The The sound of voices reached our ears. We pressed close to each rear of the house alone was visible. I looked at my watch. Six other silently and waited. As the group of men passed up the o'clock! I had slept all the afternoon!

road Reinhardt rose to his feet and counted them. Spending an hour or so in gloomy meditation, occasionally “ Now we are all right. Eleven of them have gone,” said my twisting and rubbing some of the pains out of my damp back captor, as he sat down again by my side. and legs, I turned over the situation in my mind. Wells Here * How did you know I would be here, Bunny? Tell me about we all were. Domaz, Von Bruck, and Adair-classmates all, of this morning. How did you discover that you were among the the old Verney School. Separated for five years, and now sud

among your friends ?” denly all three thrown unhappily together within the confines “Friends! These Prussians? I never knew one I'd call my of the carefully guarded domicile of his Highness. One of the friend. But I saw one of them-our dear old schoolfellow three would cheerfully remove himself from the August Pres Domaz-come out of the house and walk to the garage.

I ence without arguing about it-but how? Conflans lay half just behind you when you left the vineyard, but I didn't dare cal] way between Verdun and Metz. I was a good thirty miles away to you. Then I saw you jump the hedge and walk, like an ass, from No Man's Land—that impassable barrier stretched across right into their arms. Before I could get over to stop you I saw France. And I was on the wrong side of that impassable barrier. you making for the garage. There was only one thing for me to Impassable-save by the air! No use thinking about the air do then. I walked in and told him who I was." however.

“Yes, I know. I heard all you said. I was in the hay over-
Bunny was gone. Well, I couldn't blame him. He could do head."
nothing else. He certainly couldn't have assisted me to escape. “ Uncommon good idea of yours to get out of that hay when
His efforts in that direction could not have benefited me and you did, Arnold. That squad is going to sleep there to-night."
would inevitably have ruined him.

Bunny, have you seen Domaz since the day of our last boat
I descended the ladder and cautiously examined the premises. race at Verney
In the garage end of the barn I found a magnificent Daimler “Yes, and had a whacking good duel with him too, at Heidel-
car, apparently tuned up into the pinkest of condition. I even berg. But I'll tell you about that later. I didn't know he was
plumbed the petrol tank, and found it full to the top!

attached to the Staff here. But come, let's go.”
Deep regret filled me as I considered the pros and cons of a Reinhardt was up and off towards the lake before I could put
quiet little joy ride by myself, and finally reluctantly decided another question about his plans. As we hurried along he cau.
it wouldn't do. The very lack of sentries inside the premises tioned me to keep silent. Reaching the edge of the orchard,
indicated an exceptionally strong guard without. We had he stopped and considered me a moment.
dropped into the center of the circle from above. I must learn “Where did you get that duster ?” he whispered.
something about that circle before attempting to break through. “I borrowed it."
I appropriated a linen duster hanging over the rail in the ton “ Turn up the collar and put on your helmet and goggles !
neau, and put it on. No edibles apparently were kept in the Now come along and climb into your seat without speaking a
garage for sudden emergencies such as mine. I decided to pay word. I'll do the talking.”
another visit to the vineyard. It was not quite dark.

We walked quickly along the border of the meadow, Rein-
Provoking recollections of prisoners' fare at Karlsruhe entered hardt narrating the details of some imaginary air attack on
my mind. Two of our aviators were there now. They had writ Verdun as we approached within hearing distance of the Gotha
ten home descriptions of their food, and it had not appealed three-seater. His mechanic saluted and regarded us stupidly.
greatly to any of us. Grapes were enough for me while they I turned my back to his lantern. Reinhardt spoke to him
lasted. I wondered how long they would last as I gathered a sharply:
tozen bunches and sat down under cover to eat them. I should " Zimmer, go up and sleep at the barn to-night. Be back at
need water, too. Well, there was my lake; I found it. I should daylight.”
go down there directly for a drink and a cigarette. I could do The mechanic saluted and left us.
for myself very well there in the holy sanctorum of the enemy I climbed into my seat, trembling with an excitement ID
camp. Things were really very comfortable there.

never expected to experience again. Å greasy-handled mechani-
1 See The Ontlook for February 6 and February 13 for previous installments in

ic's hammer lay on the spot where I sat. I swore at it nervously this series

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seat and began testing his controls. I leaned forward and spoke Only too clearly did I follow Reinhardt's meaning. What we into his ear.

both construed as decent and sporting would avail us nothin, Bunny, there's one thing for cert. I'll not let you take a against Domaz's story before a court martial. And this cursed chance of landing me down in French lines.”

officer's duster! I began to unbutton it frantically. - Shut up," was his polite reply. “You've got a bet to pay “ What's the use ?" said Reinhardt, sadly. “He's seen you me vet to-night. You're a good little guesser when it comes in it. Technically you are a spy. You covered up your enemy

uniform. Oh, it's all my fault!" One moment !snarled a menacing voice in our rear. Both ** Bunny,” I said, savagely, “I'll never let you suffer for of us whirled around in our seats. Leaning forward from behind this. You are innocent of any real wrong. Get into your mathe lower wing of the Gotha, Lieutenant Domaz, the high and chine and go. This wretch is the only person who has seen me in mighty enemy of our school days, stood outlined quite distinctly this duster. He has captured me. Well

, let him fight me when in the darkness. He gripped the edge of the cockpit with his he wakes up. I promise you he will never testify against you. left hand. With his right be covered first Bunny's head and

Bunny pulled himself together before I had finished. Stoop then mine with a pistol.

ing over, he seized the prostrate Domaz by the feet. " Lieutenant Adair, I believe," sneered Domaz, extending Quick, Arnold! We forgot about his shooting. Some senhis weapon a

within a yard of my nose. “So sorry not to have try will be here on the run in a minute. Up with him. Put him met you earlier to-day." His evil face wore an exulting smile in the seat with you. Is he dead ?” that infuriated me. “Don't move, either of you, until you're Unfortunately not," I replied. told, or I'll kill you both-with much pleasure.'

“Well, we couldn't leave him here to be found, anyway,” " What's the meaning of this ?" demanded Reinhardt, vainly said Reinhardt.“ In with him.” endeavoring to control his voice.“ Put down that pistol, Lieu None too tenderly we slid our unwelcome passenger over the tenant Domaz! Obey me!"

edge onto the floor of the fuselage. I was beside him in a jiffy, "Who have you got with you, captain, in there ?”' inquired and before I had my safety belt around me both motors had the gloating Prussian, switching his weapon over to Bunny's begun to hum. face. “You ask what this means? This means that you are my Still gripping my miraculous hammer, I poised it conveniprisoners. Yes, you too, Captain von Bruck. You and your spy ently over the Prussian's head, as the huge biplane swept forfriend, Arnold Adair, of the French Flying Corps, whom you ward like an express train, and with a powerful leap left the are assisting to escape. Do you care to lie about it, my cap ground and soared away into the starry sky. tain ?" taunted the loathsome wretch. “I would like you to “There are no impassable barriers now," I thought, as I deny it--come now!”

looked below and caught the last reflection of innumerable stars "How do you know it is Arnold ?" inquired Reinhardt, in the mirror-like surface of the lake that I most fervently hope feebly.

I never shall see again. Because I found his wrecked machine alongside yours in that pond, you damn fool!” shouted Domaz. “ And his rotten At 11 P.M. on that eventful September day, my dear Captain name's painted across the length of it. I suppose you didn't Pieron (the letter went on), old Frederick, the waiter of forty know it was Adair! I suppose you don't know he has been in years' dignified service at the Trois Couronnes, near my old hiding here all day as a spy, and now is being taken back by school at Verney in Switzerland, was insisting that it was alto you-damned traitor! Well, I knew it, and I knew you'd try gether too late to serve the complet at this hotel. No such exto save him. So I have waited around all the evening to catch traordinary midnight order had been given him since since you in the act. Now what have you to say ?”

“Since the farewell party on the terrace to old Chingach“ He saved my life in that pond today, Félix.”

gook, eh, Freddy ?" said Bunny, patting the old fellow affecBunny!” I cried, in horror. “You're not going to beu tionately. “ Well

, Arnold is paying off a bet to-night, and we mercy from this hound! We'll take our medicine.”

haven't much time. Run along now, my son, and mind you “ Yes, Lieutenant Adair has it, exactly. You will take your bring plenty of grape jam for Arnold-he's taking the grape medicine. If I were not so certain of what that medicine is to cure again. be, I would pay you what I owe you myself. Now get out of “ Monsieur Arnold! Monsieur Reinhardt! Mon Dieu .!that machine," he snarled. “This sidei You first, von Bruck. Mon Dieu !!" The old man sank into a chair, regarding us out Stand here where I can cover you both.”

of staring and then streaming eyes. With trembling hands he Bunny obeyed in tragic silence. He was too overwhelmed fumbled in his capacious pocket and produced before us a gold with the sudden revealing of his impending dishonor to think watch and chain, a parting gift from Bunny and me. Opening of resistance.

the lid, he pointed to our inscribed names and the date. I stood up behind Reinhardt as he let himself down onto the “Five years last June! And to think the old man didn't lower step. Domaz cursed him as he watched him guardedly. know you!" As I threw my left leg over the edge of the cockpit I grabbed “Frederick, not a soul is to know you have seen us to-night. the slippery-handled hammer in my right hand. With one In fact, you must forget it yourself as soon as you have fetched furious leap past Bunny's shoulder I launched myself across us some hot coffee,” said I, pressing our old friend's band. “We the wing of the airplane, head first, at the odious figure beyond. will tell you all about it when you come back. Hurry! We are

He fired at me point blank, while I was in the air-and half frozen, both of us. Bring what food you can get quickly. ” missed. I smashed my two-pound hammer full in his ugly face The terrace was deserted. Evil days had obliterated the before I touched the ground, and we both fell in a heap under well-remembered entertainments dispensed to its overflowing the edge of the Gotha's tail.

guests by the Trois Couronnes before the war. Only an occaLieutenant Félix Domaz didn't move as I flung myself upon sional soft light now shone from the windows of the hotel above his prostrate body. Bunny stooped down and picked up the us, where formerly scenes of gayety lighted up the entire farade pistol . I got to my feet and stood over our fallen enemy

with until long after the midnight hour.

Bunny and I sought our oli bench in a secluded corner of We presented a memorable picture as we stood there motion the terrace. We had discarded our flying equipment to avoid Jess in the starlight. I know I shall never forget it.

attention. We stretched out our legs under the table, exhibitReinhardt spoke first.

ing side by side the rival colors of the two enemy air forces. *** I am not a traitor, Arnold, as that beast said. You are no Thus, quietly concealed under the shade of the dear familiar spy. You could bave killed me, but instead of that you came plane trees of the terrace, we silently watched the moonbeam lown here to save me. And you pulled me out of certain death path shining across the wide surface of Lake Geneva, until, in there.” Bunny nodded towards the water. “But what he gradually narrowing in the distance, it faded from view uncler said is true. I was aiding an enemy to escape. I know I am the looming shadow of the Dents du Midi. right in getting you out of this, but nobody else would believe “Still worrying about Domaz, Bunny?" I inquired, as the it . He sneaked around here alone in the hope of catching me dear boy heaved a tremendous sigh. in the act. Well, he succeeded !" Bunny concluded, miserably. • I can't see any way out of this mess," returnert Reinhardt,


the hammer.

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