The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1915-03-27

His dream Of home and the "folks"
was broken by the sounds of a piano
forte. which at first had been inter-
twined with the strains Of the old me-
lodeon at the homestead. Drowsily he
perceived that Miss Jennison was play
the music. was standing very near tine
young woman.
At the moment of his return to full
consciousness Marsh came over and
took a seat near him. Never had Steb-
bins seen this queer genius in such a
loquacious and jovial mood. To be
sure he couldn't understand a quarter
of his linguistic o~utpourings, but he
felt an assurance that they must be in
tended as jokes. and he laughed cour-
teously ut the vaguest of them.
"Yes, Mr.. S~tebbins," Marsh said
finally. my salary depends upon the
profits of my sales. and speaking of
profits reminds me to make a prophecy.
/ predict that before the evening Is
over we shall have great news of a
declaration of war"
AS Stebbins grinned dutifully at this
sally the music ceased and Miss Jen-
nison went away. Brill, no longer
charmed by the pianoforte, Joined the
two. and Stebbins repeated to him the
latest jest Of Mr.. Marsh. Brill looked
at the stout nan sharply.
"Yes, I think just that" persisted
Marsh. Something tells me we shall
have news of war before the evenings
much older"
Brill laughed good naturally as they
started for the smoking room; he was
prepared for anything from this incor-
rigible joker.
But when they were enjoying a quiet
game of cribbage a little later Pro-
fessor Pennythorpe burst in with his
characteristic miniature cyclone style,
and shouted to the smoking room
habitues:
"War has been declared-Russia has
declared war against Great Britain"
In an instant the room was in a tur-
moil. Men dropped their cards, put
Al tAtiA eiao3tD VI - ~
and either clamored for more news or
e~ndeavored to explain that which they
already had. Many paled, for fortunes
were at stake; others laughed, for for
tunes were made. In all the hubbub
Marsh was the coolest of any.
That's what / told your friend Steb-
bins,' he observed placidly.
"You had seen the message" replied
Brill, with a smile.
I'll pledge you my word / had not
that is, not the one Pennythorpe saw.
BY the way, let's go and look at it."
The wireless office was closed, but on
the bulletin board vas the ominous
announcement. and a group of passen-
gers was already staring at the few
words it contained. When they found
room to approach the two read the
dispatch.
Guess I'll take a copy of that" said
Marsh, proceeding to write the exact
words ON one of the company's blanks.
"Now come to my room for just about
two minutes, Overton. I've a very in
teresting little demonstration in phys
les to show YOU"
In the cabin Marsh carefully exam
ined the dispatch and compared it with
another sheet of paper that he drew
from his pocket. Then he looked at
Brill Nth a cherubic smile of satisfac-
ton.
perhaps you'd like to know how l
was able to pose as a prophet" he said
amiably.- Just compare these two
sheets of paper, will your
Compare whatT' exclaimed the 9TH
er. There's nothing on this one"
"Oh, isn't there? And your eyes are
nearly a quarter of a century younger
than mine. Look closer"
Holding the apparently blank sheet
under an electric light and close to his