The Huttig news., 1913-06-14
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What is the name of the engineer who planned that project? l have quite forgotten"
 You are not German, chevalier, otherwise you would know the man whom all the German-spealing nations regard with hope; his name is Count von Werdenstein."
 The young man started, but recov- cred himself quickly. "How foolish, have nearly split my coffee. Yes, Werdenstein; l remember the name now"
 "He is our Bismarck, Moltke and Edison, in one person."
 The young man stared at the host for a second. Quite remarkable man."
 Indeed, sir, he was selected as commander in chief by the Interna- tional Federation, for the war against America"
 'I am sure it is a very happy selec- tion."
 Well, sir. he is great man indeed, but I do wish, and I am sure many others wish so too, that instead of militarism, he would devote his ener- giee to the betterment of the people,"
 "To industrial. agricultural and finan- cial developments; is that what you mean?"
 Yes. sir. and above all else, to lift ing the burdens from the citizens. You know what we have to suffer under this terrible military rule"
 ''I am a stranger my dear host; came from where the coffee and slen- der palms grow, so 1 don't know much about the happenings around here. However, I am interested and pray that you tell me more."
 The good host of the Red Star was happy to find some one wbo was glad to listen to his talk; this stranger even took his notebook out and dashed some interesting details into it.
 Later on he found queer little newspaper. the Koelnische Zeitung. and read the news section with much interest.
 The same morning he inquired for the best tailor in town and Herr Schulz. the host. telephoned for him. When the little tailor arrived he took measurements, showed fashion plates and goods. but the chevalier left the selection l. him, stipulating that all he wanted was the latest in every thing.
 The tailor touched the cloth the chevalier's Alpine coat was made of and examined 1t closely with an air of surprise "This is something new to me-" he said at last. '.I never saw weave like this" He looked ques- tjoningly at the chevalier, but he seemed to be busy with the fashion plates and did not answer. However, at the tailor's request, he removed his coat and that little man looked search ingly at the lining, hoping to find the makers name. His eyes grew large when he saw small tag hearing the name of a Chicago manufacturer.
 Three days later the new clothes were ready; the Chevalier di Leon paid for them in gold. It did not mat ter that the mint stamp was quite old; indeed, some were of the nineteenth century, and none of the pieces were later than 1919. The curious little tailor noticed this fact, also; he shook his head again, but kept quiet. That quality was still golden.
 The same evening the stranger left by the slow local train for Munich, that old art center He selected a promising hotel and was soon settled for the night.
 Upon his inquiry for the quickest route to Berlin the Aero-Eleetric Line was suggested. It made the trip in six hours. "It is quite ingenious" thought the chevaliar. Four tremen- Gous cigar-shaped aluminium balloons were attached to each other; the whole aerial train was at least 500 yards long. The frs and the last bal looms had very high powered dynamos, and hoth were connected with some in- genious device to the rail that was supported ,n tall iron columns.
 Not bad lea. thought the chev- alier as ne mounted @he Aero-Electro the next morning. Tt is il some way similar to the old electric car system: tHey eCoUofElZt OI Jflt IdiiS dHd tuc roadbed, but let me see-the gas? Yes. it pays, after all, and it is quicker"
 The chevalier selected a place where he was able to see both sides of the train, and took out his field glass. It was cold on the upper deck, but he did not pay much attention 10 that; he was too busy watching tae country be- low.
 He saw many interesting things with his extremel'- powerful .,lass, at almost every to VII that they passed he observed military maneuvers. not withstandinS, the colo and deep snow. "Oh, what waste," ho thought, then retired into the lar9 saloon because the wind had risen and was unpleas- antly cold.
 He sat down at the reading table and looked through a number of peri odicals. There he found pictures of almost all the mofarchs and also a very good picture of Count von Wer- denstein. Just. below this picture was an article that did not speak very