Iditarod pioneer., 1915-01-30
IMAGINATIVE PICTURE
 OF HORRORS OF WAR

(From "A World Set Free" by II. G. Wells
 When the rather brutsh young aviator with the bullet head and the black hair cropped Zen brosse" who was in charge of the French special scientific corps heard presently of the disaster to the war control he was so wanting in imagination Tn any sphere but his own that he laughed Small matter to him that Paris was burning. lis mother and father and sister lived at Caude bee, and the only sweetheart he had ever had, and it was poor ove-making then, was a girl at Rouen He slapped his second in command on the shoulder Now" he said, there's nothing on earth to stop us going to Berlin and giving them tit for tat. Strategey and reasons of state they're over Come along, my boy, and we'll just show these cid women what we can do when they let us have our heads"
 He spent five minutes telephoning and then he went out into the courtyard of the chateau in which he had been installed and shouted for his automobile. Things would have to move quickly, because there was scarcely an hour and half before dawn He looked at the sky and noted with satis faction a heavy bank of clouds athwart the pallid east.
 He was a young man of infinite shrewd ness, and his material and aeroplanes were scattered all over the countryside, stuck away in barns, covered with hay, hidden in woods A hawk could not have discovered any of them without coming within reach of gun. But that night he only wanted one of the machines, and it was handy and quite prepared under a tarpaulln between two ricks not couple of miles away; he " going to Berlin with that and just one o1rner man. Two men would be enough for what he weant to do.
 He had in his hands the black comple- ment to all those other gifts science was urging upon unregenerate mankind, the gift of destruction, and he was an adventurous rather than a sympathetic type.
 The face of the adventurer at the steering darkly visible ever and again by the oval greensh glow of the compass face, had thing of that firm beauty winch all con- centrated purpose gives, and something of the happiness of an idiot child that has at last got hold of the matches. His com panion, less imaginative type, sat with his legs spread wide over the long, coffin shaped box which contained in its compart- '>,ments the three atomic bombs, the new bombs that would continue to explode in definitely, and which no one so far had ever seen in action. Hitherto carolinum, their essential substance had been tested only in almost infinitesimal quantities within steel chambers imbedded in lead, Beyond the thought of great destruction slumbering in the black spheres between his legs, and keen resolve to follow out very exactly the instructions that had been given him, the mans mind was blank. Hi saquiline profile against the starlight ex- 1 pressed nothing but profound gloom. The sky below grew clearer as the central European capital was approached.
 l So far they had been sngularly lucky, and had been challenged by no aeroplanes at all The frontier scouts they must have passed in the night; probably these were l mostly under the clouds.
 They began challenging him in German with megaphone when they were still per haps mile away. The words came to him rolled up into mere blob of hoarse sound Then, gathering alarm from his