Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1913-09-19
1913 BY MaChkqAN IN 11F Uu1rD STATES AND GREN BRITAIN


greeted the newcomer with great re-
epect; it was surprising to see guest
at this time Of the year. The man Of
the skis leaned his knapsack and the
skis against the wall and said, "Guten
morgen, Herr Wirth!"
The big German threw fork and
knife on table and rubbing his hands
on his apron to remove the grease,
took the strangers sack and carried
1t into the office. There he put long,
official blank Of reporting paper be-
fore him, together with pen and ink.
| 1t took long time for the stranger
to fill out all the somewhat imperti-
nent questions. but at last 1t was done.
On the last line he wrote in large,
round characters the name:
"Chevalier Sonapo e di Leon"
What can l do for you, chevalier?"
asked the hotel-keeper, who had used
the time to remove his apron and put
on clean coat.
First of all, want some break
fast then room, as would like to
spend few days here"
The hosts face shone with pleasure
and he led his guest into the small
dining-room.
The chevalier's eyes wandered
around searchingly; they seemed to
penetrate into every nook and corner.
The host returned, followed by
girl, who put snow-white cover on
one Of the tables, then steaming hot
rolls were brought in with coffee, but
ter, honey and some eggs.
The chevalier ate heartily; the early
morning exercise had given him q
splendid appetite. When he had fin
ished, the host offered him some ci.
gars, but he smilingly refused, assur-
ing him that he never used them.
"They are real Saharan, chevalier."
"Saharan? Is that new brandt"
mot exactly; we have had 1t for
ten years, ever since the successful ir-
rigation Of the desert l understand
that 1t 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 project2 l have
quite forgotten"
you are not a German, chevalier,
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 a remarkable
man."
Indeed. sir, he was selected as
commander in chief by the Interna-
tional Federation, for the war against
America"
II am sure 1t is a very happy selec-
tion."
well, Sir, he is great man indeed,
but l do wish, and l am sure many
others wish 80 too, that instead Of
militarism, he would devote his ener-
gies to the betterment Of the people"
ITO Industrial. agricultural and fnan-
cial developments; is that what you
meant"
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 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 who was glad
to listen to his talk; this stranger
even took his notebook out and dashed
some interesting details into 1t.
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 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