Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 131, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 4 June 1914 — Page 2

MIXED-UP ROMANCE

By DONALD ALLEN.

"I’d give |IOO to see him." “You are a little goose!” "He must be handsome and gallant.” "He’s a low-browed criminal.” "I hope they won’t catch him.” "Td like to be the one to shoot him down!” "If they arrest him, I'll help him to escape!” “Look here, young lady, you don’t want to make an idiot of yourself over this thing! You can climb rope ladders, play ghost and scare the cook into fits, but you stop there. There won’t be anything in being arrested." “It’s for father to talk to me.” "It’s for me, and I am talking.” There was Mr. Dalzelle, widower; there .was his son, Bob, twenty years old; there was Aunt Phyllis at the head of the house; there was Kitty, agqd' eighteen, and there was the cook. Brother and sister were having breakfast together when the above conversation took place. As a rule, brothers pay little attention to their sisters, but Bob had taken it upon himself to begin to boss when he Was seven years old. Another country Raffles had broken loose, and was plundering the county residences for miles around. He had not reached the Dalzelle place yet, but In time he must, and Bob bought a revolver and carefully loaded it and placed it under his pillow and then slept so soundly that Mr. Raffles or any other gentlemanly burglar could have stolen the chimneys off the house. The cook moved her bed and bureau against her door every night, and slept with her mouth open and ready to scream. Aunt Phyllis had four extra bolts put on her door, and never neglected her prayers. Mr. Dalzelle hid the sugar tongs In a vase and went to bed feeling that It was rather mean to serve Raffles such a trick.

It was Miss Kitty who made a hero of the despoiler, and the newspapers were a good deal to blame for that. They said he must be a gentleman and a college graduate; they said he was handsome and debonair; they said he carefully avoided houses where there was illness, for humanity’s sake. The girl was appealed to. It was romantic. It wasn’t butter at 45 cents a pound, and short weight at that, but It was a young man of birth and breeding driven to burglary to get food for his starving mother, or something of the sort. Miss Kitty sympathized with him and admired him. If Raffles would only call during the daytime and relate his sad story she would cheerfully -give him all the change In her savings bank and try and get him a clerkship In a grocery in the nearest village. She sat for hours on the veranda, but he didn’t appear. She lay awake half the night, but he had businesiP’elsewhere. Oh the night preceding the conversation at the breakfast table, Mr. Raffles had plundered a house half a mile away, and in a most charming way had begged an old maid’s pardon for having found her asleep with her hair in curl papers. This was the capsheaf of romance.

If Miss Kitty were to go down and sit on the bridge would the knightly robber appear? It she were to saunter into the woods would her Robin Hood be there? “I don’t care a snap what Bob says!” she exclaimed at her other self in her mirror. “If there is any way I can help Mr. Raffles to escape the police and then reform and be good, I'm going to do it.” Half an hour later the cook told her that as many as twenty officers had Raffles surrounded in an old barn about a mile away, and the fellow was sure to be captured. “He needs help and he shall have it!" said the girl to herself; and ten minutes later she was speeding away in her runabout. There were half a dozen men around an old barn, but there was no Raffles there. If he had been there he had vanished. When Miss Kitty was told this her face lighted up with such relief that after she had passed on one of the officers asked: “And who in the devil is that?" “The Dalselle girl,” was answered. “Is she related to Raffles?” “Don’t think so." "But she seems mighty well pleased that he has outwitted us again." "Oh, that’s the girl of It” Miss Kitty sped on rejoicing. Raffles was still free. They might have run him so far that he wouldn’t return, and the thought brought disappointment. One can’t ruminate very well in driving an auto or a runabout, and after going three miles she turned in to an old and abandoned house to sit on the broken steps and ponder and wonder. Poor Raffles! He bad tried to burgle as gently as he could, and when an inmate of the house awoke and shouted to know what he was doing there, he had gone right away without stopping to argue the matter. It was true that he took money and jewels, but it was also true that if he found the baby about to fall out of bed in its sleep he tenderly replaced it In a safe position. _

—■ • - ’—* A sound like a sneeze in the old house. The girl whirled and glanced over her shoulder. There was yawning vacancy where the door had once hung, but there was nothing she could see In the room. Her father was an insurance man and employed clerks. Why not give Raffles a position there until he could better himself. She would speak to him that very evening. Mr. Raffles would have to change his name and stop running out nights, but there was no doubt that he’d cheerfully make the sacrifice. A yawn from the old house! ' “Mercy, what was that!” The girl arose and started to move off, but bethought her of tramps and sat down again. She had no fear of the wayfarers by daylight One of them had turned in there the night before, but he might not even wake up. If brother Bob knew that she had come out hoping to aid Raffles what a row there would be! But how was he to know? And if he did find out she would stand right up and sass back and let him know that his days of bossing her were over with forever. A sneeze and a cough! Miss Kitty jumped to her feet and faced the doorway.

The next moment she was facing a man of thirty who was cursing under his breath. He looked tough. He looked wicked. Q “Who the blank are you?” he demanded as he looked from her to her runabout and back. “I —I am Miss Dalzelle,” she stammered. “What are you doing here?” “I came out—to —to —” “You came out to play the spy for the officers!’’ “tfo, sir. I thought—thought—” “What in blank do I care what you thought? Raffles isn’t caught yet, and isn’t likely to be. Much obliged for the runabout?” - “Here! Here!” she cried as he started from the vehicle. “No time to talk!” “But you can’t take that!" “But I have! Give my love to all the bone-head officers who are trying to find my tracks in the mud!” He had gone! It was Raffles of the romance! Miss Kitty Dalzelle sat down and wept She had indulged in a charming illusion for days, and it had been knocked skyhigh in about sixty seconds. It was a hard blow, and the maid was still weeping when an auto halted and some one touched her arm and gently asked:

“Can I be of any assistance to you?” - It was a young man of pleasant face and voice, and he had no chauffeur with him. “A—a man has run away with my runabout!" was gasped. "It was yours, eh? He passed me two miles back, and I am afraid he won’t stop for 30 miles. He looked to be a hard case.” "That was Chevalier Raffles.” “You don’t say!” “He was hiding in this old house.” “I declare!” “Do you know my brother, Bob?” “I’m afraid not, though I can tell better after hearing your name. Mine is Duke Winwood.” “And I am Kitty Dalzelle, and I have a brother, Bob. You won’t tell him, will you?” “Never in this world! Now that your machine is gone, I am ready to convey you home in my auto.” “But what explanation can I give regarding the loss of the runabout?" was the innocent query. “We’ll talk it over as we go.” It was talked over. Raffles made good his escape. The runabout was never recovered. “Something mighty funny about all this!" said Bob after Mr. Winwood’s seventh or eighth call. Sis lets go of one hero and picks up another in less than an hour, and is getting too chesty for anything.” When the engagement is announced Bob will get full explanations. (Copyright. 1914, by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate.)

Flying Postman.

The ministry of posts and telegraphs of France recently made plans to create an aerial postal service to carry late letters from Paris to the mail steamers for the West Indies and South America, which leave France only twice a month. Two hundred pounds or more of letters for South America arrive ip Paris during the evening and night preceding the departure of the steamer from Poulllac. To reach that port in time to go aboard the steamer the .mail must leave Paris by train at 6 p. m. A successful trial of the proposed auxilliary postal service was made. LieutRonln left Paris in the morning with ten kilograms of letters, and arrived at Paulllac in good season. The government plans to make other similar trials, probably between Paris and the Mediterranean ports. If the experiments succeed, a regular aerial postal service will probably be established. —Youth’s Companion.

Musical Experts Fooled.

Some mpsical experts came out badly In a test which was tried on them recently in a Paris studio. A number of violins of all ages and values, including a Stradlvarlus that had been sold for |15,000, were played on, in a darkened room, to an audience that Included many people of sound musical judgment. The instrument which they thought the finest turned out to be a Belgian violin made this year, the second place went to a French Instrument of 1911 and the Stradlvarlus came third.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

SHELLS FOR MEXICANS, IF NEEDED

This is one of the 1,400-pound shells of the 14-inch guns on the battleship New York which that vessel, now at Vera Cruz, Is ready to present to the Mexicans if the necessity arises.

LIQUOR PROBLEM IN THE DIFFERENT NAVIES OF WORLD

Daniel’s Ban Sets New Precedent in Navfcl Circles. r— , QUEEN VICTORIA AND GROG No Drinking Among English Officers and Men When Fighting Is to Be Done—lntemperance on Russian Fleet. New York.—-Queen Victoria, down to within the last ten or fifteen years of her long reign, was very fond of cruising along the south coast of England on board one or another of her steam yachts. One windy day, says a writer in the New York Times, she established herself with her ladies at the lee of one of the forward deck cabins and was quietly reading, when-she noticed an unusual commotion, first among the. members of the crew and then among the subaltern officers. They were constantly approaching, then stopping short, whispering to one another, and thereupon withdrawing with a very perturbed look on their faces. Finally her curiosity was excited and, catching sight of Admiral Sir John Fullerton, ; then in command of the royal yachts, she summoned him and inquired what was the matter and whether a mutiny was brewing. "Almost, ma’am,” he replied. "Ydu see, ma’am, you are sitting with your

Secretary of Navy Josephus Daniels.

back to the cabin where the grog is kept and the crew are afraid that they will have to go without their daily ration.” The queen laughingly consented to rise and allow her chair to be moved, so as to permit of access to the grog tub, on the condition that she was accorded a glass thereof. Quaffing it, she expressed her approval of its taste, and Incidentally of the practise of allowing the members of the crew a daily ration of rum. It may, therefore, be taken for granted that any such edict as that issued by Josephus Daniels, secretary of the navy, prohibiting not only the drinking but even the presence of alcoholic liquors on board any American warship, or within the precincts of any American,, navy yard or station, would not have commended itself to the British queen. All of the influence of Queen Victoria during the sixty-three years she spent on the throne were exercised in favor of temperance, Edward VII following in her footsteps in this respect, and its efficacy can be realised by a comparison .with the hard drinking which prevailed during the first four decades of

the nineteenth century in all walks of British life as compared with the very general sobriety of the present day. In the first twenty years of her reign inebriety was the fashion among all .classes of the population, temperance an abnormality, and the expression “drunk as a lord,” no mere figure of speech. Since 1860 intoxication has been frowned upon by society as bad form and intolerable vulgarity, and the masses have taken their cue from the classes in the matter. Within a year after the accession of Edward VII to the crown he caused a notification to be quietly Issued to the officers of the navy and army that he would feel himself juet as much honored by their drinking his health in water as in wine or spirits. At the mess dinner of every British regiment, save the Black Watch, and on board every British warship the toast of “the king” is given each night of the year. It is a custom dating from the end of the seventeenth century, when sympathy for the lost Stuart cause was widespread and it was considered necessary to require officers of the army and navy to pledge each day in this fashion their loyalty to William and Mary, to good Queen Anne and to the British sovereigns of the house of Hanover. Some secret adherents of the Stuarts used to compromise matters with their confidence by toasting the sovereign over their fiifger bowl, so as to satisfy themselves that they were drinking the health not only of the monarch in London but of the king “over the water” —that is to say, the exiled James II at the court of St Germain, and his son and grandson, known as the Old and Young Pretenders, respectively. For this reason the use of fingerbowls was prohibited in most naval and military messes, and even to this day it le contrary to etiquette to have them appear on the dinner table when any member of the reigning family of England is present. If the Black Watch refrain from giving this daily toast of . “the king” at their mess dinner, it is because, having been raised to fight the Stuart, they have always claimed that their loyalty to the English house of Hanover was above suspicion. While the daily ration of grog to the crew is still continued on British warehips (although long since abandoned in the United States navy), yet their commanders have strict Instructions that in lieu of the double allowance of spirits formerly served out to the crews when going into action, not a drop of alcoholic liquor, no matter whether spirit, wine or malt, is allowed among the officers and men when there is any fighting to be done. In order to slake the thirst engendered by the heat, exertion and smoke inseparable from a naval combat, supplies of oatmeal and water for drinking are arranged all-over the ship. This is, of course, a very radical departure from the former practise. But it is a step which has been rendered

imperative by the extreme importance of sighting, with the utmost degree of exactitude, the guns, upon the precision of which the success of every action at sea depends. In naval engagements there is little boarding to be done in these times of ironclad warfare. It is no longer necessary to pepper the hull of a man-of-war full of small shot-holes. in order to sink her. This can bo achieved by one single well-directed shot from any of the great guns with which the warship of the present day Is armed. Everything, therefore, depends upon the precision of the gunnery, and the belligerent whose every shot carries is practically certain to win the day. Admiral Lord Charles Beresford, when last here, during a conversation with me on the subject, laid stress on the fact that the prize gunners of the Mediterranean fleet which, when under his command, made such a sensational record In gunnery, were all men who did not drink, and who were, therefore, able to shoot with more precision than those whose pulse was in the least bit quickened by a stimulant But total abstinence is merely encouraged—not enforced. Similar conditions prevail in the Japanese navy, and whereas in that of Great Britain Inebriety was formerly treated with relative Indulgence, it is nbw punished with ouch great severity as to put a stop virtually to all heavy drinking among the officers. The latter do not have to be completely tn-

toxlcated and bereft of their senses th order to incur court martiaL The ieast departure from perfect sobriety la nowadays made a subject of disciplinary action, and the consequence is that many officers prefer to be known as total abstainers rather than that any momentary excitement, any departure in one word from their normal manner and frame of mind, should be unjustly ascribed to stimulants. Then, too?, the modern warship is the most complicated piece of machinery in existence. Practically everything is done by electricity. The conning tower, or the cabin from which the captain directs every movement of the ship, has its walls literally .covered with electric push buttons and small levers. It is necessary that every faculty of the human brain should be keenly alert and sharpened to the finest point to know just what button or lever to touch in a moment of emergency, since the slightest mistake might result in an appalling catastrophe, with the destruction of the lives of all the crew of 600 to 800 men. ' The responsibility is overwhelming. It is not only one’s own career and life that hang in the balance, but the fate of the ship, representing a cost of perhaps as much as >10,000,000, and the existence of all one’s fellow creatures on board. Men who have to shoulder this risk do not dare to drink. The risk is too appalling. They abstain from stimulants of their own initiative. They do not need any such edict as that Issued by Secretary of the Navy Daniels to keep them from drinking. •_ Emperor William, who since his accession to the throne, twenty-six years ago, has not only endowed Germany with a magnificent fleet, but has raised her from almost the very lowest place on the list of the naval powers of the world to. the second place, next to Great Britain and ahead of the United States, France, Italy and Japan, may be trusted to know something about naval matters and naval men. Yet the kaiser has contented himself with warmly recommending total abstinence in the German navy. He has carefully refrained from issuing any orders on the subject He merely points out the advantages of extreme temperance on shipboard. Since officers and men know that their advancement depends upon their sobriety, that not only will inebriety entail diegrace, but that even the mere reputation of being fond of good cheer is apt to Impair their prospects of promotion, they avoid drink. The kaiser realizes, as does his cousin, King George of England, a sailor by profession, that to seafar-

Emperor William of Germany.

ing men who are called upon to face the fury of the elements, especially in winter time, spirits are often a matter .of vital necessity as a restorative after extreme exhaustion or exposure. In the navies of France, Italy, Spain and Austria the men get their daily ration of spirits, while wine is served on all the mess tables of the officers. There is no heavy drinking on board, and comparatively little on shore, the people of the wlne-dr-lnklng Latin countries of Europe being a sober race. Though inebriety on the part of officers is very severely , punished, It is rare that one hears of any of them being courtmartialed for an offense of this kind. The only, pxcess in this line that I can recall on the part of naval officers of any European power were those which so seriously handicapped the armada of poor Admiral Rozjestvensky on its memorable voyage from the Baltic to final destruction in Jap* anese waters by Admiral Togo in 1905. No small share of the responsibility of that memorable disaster was due to the widely kpown.and widely discussed intemperance of most of the officers of the ill-fated Russian fleet The only warships that are run on absolutely teetotal lines are those of the embryo Canadian navy. But the experiment can hardly be considered as very successful, since the ships flying the dominion flag have been particularly unfortunate in the way of stranding and other mishaps of a more or lees serious character, due, apparently, to faulty navigation.

Gets $250 to Buy Cigars.

Cincinnati.—Mrs. Elisabeth C. Vincent in her will bequeathed |250 to Oliver W. Norton, a Chicago millionaire “to be expended for the best cigars he can buy.”

$10,000 Alienation suit

Allngton, N. J.—Mrs. Thomas Brown, fifty-three, a wealthy widow, has been sued for 110,000 for alleged alienation of the affections of Sober; Burns, a twenty-three-year-old husband.

UNJUST TO SEMINOLES

WRITER CRITICIZES COURSE OF THE UNITED STATES. Indians Justified in Their Resistance to Removal From Their Lands, According to the Rev. Thomae B. Gregory. It was 68 years ago that the Dade massacre took place near Fort Drane, in Florida, writes the Rev. Thomas H. Gregory. Major Dade and his command of 100 men were attacked by the Seminoles and completely wiped out, only four of the force escaping. The head and front of the Seminole war, in the course of which this “massacre” occurred, was Osceola, as pure a patriot and as gallant fighter as ever broke Into history. The Seminoles were dissatisfied with' a treaty that a few chiefs had made for their emigration west of the Mississippi, and when Gen. Thompson was sent to remove them by force they arose, under the leadership of Osceola, and began fighting for the land that .had come down to them from their fathers. They did just what the Americans would certainly have done under similar conditions. The United States troops were invaders and the Seminoles resisted them. Major Dade and his men were invaders and the Seminoles killed them. The fact that a little bunch of chiefs, assisted by American “diplomacy” and firewater, had made a “treaty” giving away their country did not seem sufficiently sacred to the red men to justify them in submitting to the American claims. Osceola fought like a lion for two years' against vastly. superior numbers, and in 1837 was made a prisoner by General Jesup, while holding a conference with him under a flag of truce, and imprisoned in Fort Moultrie until his death which took place two years later. Beaten in the field and bereft of their great leader, the Seminoles retired to the swampy fastnesses of the everglades and kept up the fight for five years longer, successfully resisting the onslaughts of more than 16,000 American troops. To this day the descendants of the Seminoles are to be found in the big Florida swamp, preserving in their features and in their courage the characteristics of their stalwart and gamy ancestors. Osceola had every cause to hate the white man. His wife was seized as a slave, and when he protested and threatened revenge he was seized by Gen. Thompson and imprisoned for six days in irons. For this outrage Osceola killed Thompson, for doing which he was dubbed a “ferocious savage” and declared an outlaw. Great is the mystery of the white man’s justice! It is no wonder that the children of the forest were never able to understand the ethics and religion of the paleface.

Stung.

London reports the discovery of the meanest man of whom there is any record. This Englishman has just been divorced from his wife —for what, do you guess? Wrongs You couldn’t guess it in a week of Sundays. The mean fellow carried live bees around in his pockets. Every time his 'wife went to examine his pockets to see if they needed mending—or for other reasons—see any jest book—she was cruelly stung. Unable to endure such treatment, she secured a divorce. She felt that one of the most ancient of wifely duties—and privileges—that of Inspecting* the bottom of her husband’s pockets—was not only interTered with, but was made a method of torture. The man, of course, argued that he had a right to carry what he pleased in his pockets—but the granting of the divorce would seem like a denial of this right. So man may well begin to ponder this question: What may a man rightfully carry in his pockets?

Direct Healing.

Why do new thought healers and metaphysicians generally object to the use of medicine in its other phase —as a chemical stimulant to'vital reaction? For a multitude of reasons, but one will suffice; the only cause of disease Is abnormal thought or emotion—back of every attack, acute or chronic, Iles a false belief of an intense and wrongly directed desire or emotion. As long as these corrosive vibrations are turned info the organism It Is Impossible for permanent health to exist; and on the other hand, as soon as they are reversed, the life power which originally built the .body is perfectly capable of rebuilding gnd setting it to rights. To strive to force It do so by the use of chemical irritants, while at the same time destructive thought Is allowed to continue Its work, is absurd. — Nautilus.

Getting Even.

Apropos of foreign honesty, Dr. Nicholas Murray Butler tells thia story. "On a foreign railroad,” he said, “a commuter had a row with the conductor. At the end of the row the commuter turned to a friend and said: * •Well, the P. D. R. will never see another cent of my money after this.’ "The conductor, who was departing, looked back and snarled: ” -What'll you do? Walk?* "‘Oh. no,' said the commuter, 'l’ll stop buying tickets and pay my fora to you.’” . X* 'A A? ... V