Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-23
new YORKER SEES
/. GERMAN SPY SHOT
Harry Martin, Perfumery
Salesman, Had Been
With the Victim.
LUCKILY, THE FRENCH
DIDN'T KNOW FACTS
Officers Smoked His Cigars as Long
as They Lasted, Then Re-
leased Him.
BY HERBERT COREY.

BY HERBERT COREY.
LONDON, October 12-Harry Martin
saw him first in the streets of Amiens
He says he couldn't be mistaken.
You know me- said Martin. Il
haven't got enough French to get
through to 'poissons' on any table
d'hote bill. I spend more time in
France looking for some one who can
talk the language than ! do in looking
at cathedrals.''
Because of the war all the regular
walters have left the Hotel du Rhin.
The regular walters talk English. Mar
tin saw young man who didn't look
precisely like a Frenchman. So he
hailed him.
"He talked U. S.. said Martin. "Regu-
lar New York. He told me that for
four years he waited on table in the
old Martin place, at Goth street. Knew
a lot of the people I knew-by sight.
Said he used to be Diamond Jim
Brady's regular waiter. 1 don't know.
It's only what he told me-"
So the ex-waiter at Martins inter
preted for the young New York man.
who in times of peace does a nice bust
stiffeners. Martin says that if he had
had good sense he would have quit
France when the trouble first started.
But he had always had a laundering for
adventure that could not be satisfied
in the perfume trade. So he began
projecting along the line of hostilities,
hoping to see some real fighting.
This eX-waiter gave me lot of
good DOPE" said Martin. He and
kicked around together for day or
two. He said he was a Frenchman.
1 don't know It's only what he told
me-"
Where Mystery Began.
One day the ex-waiter did not ap
pear The next day Martin moved on.
For three weeks he managed to get
along. seeing good many things. His
papers were of the best quality. They
had been secured for him by friends in
the perfume line in Paris.
Then 1 was picked up by the French
hussars," said Martin. Il didn't mind
I had been arrested SO often that | felt
sort of peevish if i wasn't pinched &C.
turned me loose. They're good sort
Martin was taken into the best room
of little cottage near Amiens JUST
outside was an orchard. The smell OF
the fruit rotting on the ground hIled
the air A sentry in brilliant red pants
stood at the door of the cottage, hlllng
the immature mind of the young son
OF, the cottager with marvellous taies
of war. Martin will never 1orget the
round eyes of the youth as he sazed
on the rad-panted hero. The perfume
salesman was turned over to young
lieutenant, who spoke good Ensnsn.
You'll have to wait until the colonas
talks with you," said the heutenan ~ ~
.p,,t do not fear. I will make it all
right. ,,. ,,ov
that there was any reason LOT
Tbere- he was-Martin, a salesman OF
irrenroachable antccedents-and ne
had been arrested so often tna1 ne
regarded arrest as a part of the DAY
routine. He sat down and Waecheo
with interest what was going on;
..M.vhe there were a dozen French
officers in there said he, all smoklug
cigarettes and talking l neH Mas at
hear so much talk. They al taIAeu g. q.
80 Rut it looked as though Ihey
,..aro Getting things done, at that Sol
Siers would come in and report 10 .ne
colonel and talk to al tne o.ne 1,o,,id
GERS And all the other oiiceIs 80
talk to them. By ana by 1he don,t know
ordeLs an bout soldering, but could
saa that that little old cottage was
being run right
Then the Waiter.
,,,rt,n had cigars. So he and the
lieutenant sat in corner anu ~
49,, The lieutenant said he WASH
anxious to bring Martin TO the a..en-
ton of the colonel until the cigars
wee gone No one paid any attention
70 them. There was no suggestion OF
.nvtbing serious in the air. The Of
acers ioked and laughed together.
..AII at once this eX-waiter from Mar
tins came in" said Martin. A soldier
had him by each elbow. He saluted the
colonel. He had never toio me thal ne
had been a soldier"
Martin planned to hail him when he
got the chance. But an instinct OF eau
ton restrained him. Evidently this
ex-waiter was IN PAD; Inc olncers
by they began to talk again. First the
soldiers who held the ex-waiter told
story and passed packet OF papers
over to the colonel.
The colonel asked him some ques-
tions," said Martin, land then other Of
ficers talked to him. They all seemed
friendly enough. No one made any
some he didn't. By and by he asked for
cigarette and the lieutenant who
had me handed him one. They bowed
and smiled to each other"
The other officers talked to one an
other. Evidently they were not talking
about the ex-waiter. The colonel sat
pulling at his thumb size goatee. Mar
tins lieutenant took another of Mar
them. The ex-waiter looked around
the room for the first time. Martin
caught his eye and grinned. The ex-
waiter looked him in the eye and turn.
ed away.
WELL said Martin to himself, that's
dickens of a note
And Then
The colonel took another cigarette
from his dwindling case. The officers
sat with their elbows on their knees
and looked silently at the ex-waiter
The colonel said something. The two
soldiers saluted and turned on theil
heels. The eX-waiter whipped his han6
stiffiy to his forehead, stood at atten.
ton and turned on his heel. The of.
ficers relaxed somewhat and again be
gan talking. As the ex-waiter wen
out he smiled in Martins direction
not to him-a queer, wistful sort Of