Tombstone epitaph. (Tombstone, Ariz.) 1887-current, 1915-12-05

" aS AANtAE HAAAL as aAAASN JbAAh
from the depths of his morocco-coy
cred chair.
That fellow" he said causticaliy.
is planning the ruin Of the British EN-.
pire. What are We thinking OF. to
have tolerated him all these years?
If ! had my way Id whip the Irish
party out Of Westminster and hang
Redmond Dillon. Hea!y and Devlin
on London bridge"
/ could not help smiling al this sally,
knowing General Burbidge to be the
most kind-hearted of men. a valiant
soldier who would not have hurt
flea, except in battle.
Launceford, of the home Office,
tuCgcd at his long mustache deprecat-
/, ingly.
You'd run the British empire on
the German model eh, general?" he
asked
NO, confound you! But why should
we tolerate a nest OF vipers at the
heart OF The empire?'
The Irish have done good service
in most of our wars. general" inter
posed Tarrant Of the war Office.
Then what's the matter with 'em?"
demanded the general. Why do they
stir up this devils shindy? listers
| contenred under our rule Why can't
the others be? Is anybody hurting
em?"
Launceford leaned forward and
dropped his voice as ne spoke. per-
ceived the reason in the presence Of
| Hans. our German smoking-room at
tendant. who was ostensibly filing the
match boxes. The German peril was
| already beginning TO be understood
in the club rooms of London.
DO you know. general. that there
| is positive proof that the money paid
for the nationalist rifles came from a
! source in Hamburg" he asked.
| Yes. | know" answered Burbidge.
at once a model OF decorum and pro-
priety.
Don't you suppose Redmond knows
| that" continued Launceford. Don't
you suppose he's playing a devilish
deep game of his own"
"Lauuceford." said the old general.
Il made a tour IN Ireland three weeks
| ago. Not a mission-just a private
and partly professional tour. / was
| at a little town in Fermanagh-Bally
| something or other. What did see?
| Nationalist and Orange volunteers,
! armed against each other, ready to
ny at each others throats the moment
the signal was given. and-practicing
| shooting at the same target, by Harry.
| Practicing al a target-a line OF tar.
gets, rather. which they had bought
| by joint subscription. Where In the
world could you find such a spectacle
! except in Ireland? That will show
you how much of this disloyalist move
mert is original and how much is
fomented. Now, sir. what's Redmond's
game? II he's playing for Ireland
| alone"
Hang him on the London bridge?'
suggested Laurceford quizzically.
NO. sir. Give the beggar what he
wants to stop his Internal trouble
making. But II he's playing Ger.
many's game too. take him"
shall not repeat the old generals
| internal suggestion. OF course he had
no such desire. But ! think Bur
bidge's attitude was the normal atti-
tude OF most Englishmen during those
terrible days.
| And while they talked the confer
ence sat in buckingham palace. and a
vast crowd outside waited for the
news which would mean peace or war
in Ireland. first, and then in England
also.
] have mentioned old Hans, the
smokingroom attendant. In those
days Englishmen were already begin
ing to suspect that Germany had built
network OF espionage about their
country. How complete it was. only
few OF US were aware. ! had no
ticed that Hans was a long time filling
the match boxes, but he did not oc.
cupy a very large place in my con-
sciousness just then. The fact is, I,
too, was wondering just what part
John Redmond meant to play in the
drama that was then moving toward
its fulfillment even faster than any,
one realized outside the Wilhelm.
strasse and the Ballplatz.
| 1 dined that night with my nephew
young Tregarth, who was a heuten
ant in the Household troops and en-
gagged to Lady Betty Mayne. the pret
tiest of all the maids-of-honor As
his fathers executor, / had charge oi
his accounts. and he wanted tc
wheedle me into reinvesting a part o.
his capital in a somewhat risky stoci
paying a high dividend. Naturally,
refused.
We'll, uncle" he said, when hat
convinced him that his protests wers
unava;iing, Il shan't repay you IN
kind" He gr;nned. / think he has
OWNED something Of my mission
: The conference has failed" he said
How do you know, Claude?" l in
: quired, for forms sake: and he CRIME,
: again.
It's all right. uncle You can TAX
: It from me as gospel" he answered
D They'll meet again tomorrow morn
: ing, Just for the show OF the thing, be
I cause 1t wouldn't be altogether decen
) to the king TO stop on the second day