The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1913-08-22

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ished. the host offered him some CT
CARS. but he smilingly refused, assur
ing him that he never used them.
"They are real Saharan, chevalier.'
"Saharan? Is that new brand? 7"
mot exactly; we have had 1t fol
ten years, ever since the successful IT
rieation of the desert. understand
that it is even better than the once
famous Havana"
The stranger looked at the host
thoughtfully, then with some hesita'
ton he asked:
| what is the name Of the engineer
who planned that project7 / have
quite forgotten"
"You are not a German, chevalter,
otherwise you would know the man
whom all the German-speaking nations
regard with hope; his name is Count
Won Werdenstein."
The young man started. but recov-
cred himself quickly. "How foolish,
| / have nearly split my coffee. Yes.
Werdenstein; 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 very happy selec-
ton"
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-
gies to the betterment Of the people"
"To industrial, agricultural and finan-
cial developments; Is that what you
mean"
Eyes, 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"
II am a stranger, my dear host; l
came from where the coffee and slen-
der palms grow, SO don't know much
about the happenings around here.
However, l am interested and pray
that you tell me more"
The good host of the Red Star was
happy to find some one who was glad
to listen to his talk; this stranger
even took his notebook out and dashed
some Interesting details into 1t.
~ ho 1if{ln
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 to 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 II never saw
a weave like this" He looked ques-
tioningly 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 bearing the
name of Chicago manufacturer.
Three days later the new clothes
were ready; the Chevalier di Leon
paid for them in gold. 1t 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,