Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1916-04-01

uniforms and petty diplomacy and
;csseless countermarching and in.
trigue, are to be found statesmen and
patriots. Don Rafael Valdeyia was
one. His great ambition was to raise
Esperanto into peace and honest pros
perity and the respect Of the serious
nations SO he waited for my rifles In
Aguas Frias. But one would think |
am trying to win n recruit in youl
No; 1t was Francis Kearny | wanted
And so told him, speaking long over
our execrable vermouth, breathing the
sitting odor from garlic and tarpau-
Inns, which, as you know, IS the dis
tinctiye flavor Of cafes In the lower
'lant Of our city.
81 spoke Of the tyrant President Cruz
md the burdens that his greed and in
,olent cruelty laid upon the people.
And at that Kearny's tears flowed
And then | dried them with a picture
If the fat rewards that would be ours
when the OppressOr should be over
brown and the wise and generous Val
leyia in his seat. Then Kearny leap
ID to his feet and wrung my hand with
he strength Of a rOustabout. He was
nine, he said, till the last minion of
the hated despOt was hurled from the
highest peaks of the COrdllleras into
The sea.
81 paid the score and we went out
Near the door Kearny's elbow over
turned an upright glass showcase
smashing 1t into little bits. paid the
itorekeeper the price he asked
"'COme to my hotel for the night,
iaid to Kearny. We sail tomorrow at
nOOn.'
"He agreed, but on the sidewalk he
iel to cursing again In the dull, monot-
onous, glib way that he had done when
pulled him out Of the coal cellar.
"'Captaln,' said he, before we go
my further it's no more than fair to
ell you that I'm known from Baffin's
bay to TERRA del FuegO as Bad Luck"
Kearny. And I'm 1t. Everything get
nto goes up in the air except balloon.
Every bet | ever made lost except
when cOppered 1t. Every boat | ever
'ailed on sank except the submarines.
Everything was ever interested in
went to pieces except a patent bomb
she'll that invented Everything |
ever took hold Of and tried to run
ran into the ground except when
tried to plOw And that's why they
all me bad Luck" Kearny. | thought
I'd tell you.
Bad luck said |, or what goes by
he name, may now and then tangie the
llfairs Of any man. But if 1t persist
beyond the estimate Of what we may
all the averages there must be a
cause for it,
"'There ls,' said Kearny emphatical-
Iy, and when we walk another square
will show It to you.
Surprised, | kept by his side until
we came to Canal street and out into
the middle of its great width.
"Kearny seized me by an arm and
pointed tragic forednger at a rather
brilliant star that shone steadily about
thirty degrees above the horizon,
That's Saturn, said he, the star
that presldes over bad luck and evil
md disappointment and nothing doing
and trouble | was born under that
star Every move make up bobs
saturn and blocks It, He's the hoodoo
planet OF the heavens. They say he's
1900 miles in diameter and no solder
IF body than split pea soup, and he's
got as many disreputable and mallg.
nant rings as big city. Now, what
Slnd Of star is that to be born un.
derT
81 asked Kearny where he had OBJ
talned all this astonishing knowledge
"'From Azrath the great astrologer,
Of Cleveland, o. said he. That man
looked at a glass ball and told me my
name before I'D taken chair. He
prophesied the date Of my birth and
death before iii said a word And
then he cast my horoscope, and the
sldereal system Socked me In the solar
pleXus. 1t was bad luck for Francis
Kearny from A TO lizard and for his
friends that were implicated with him.
For that / gave up $40. This Azrath
was sorry, but he respected his profess
sion too much to read the heavens
wrong for any man. It was night
time, and he took me out on Il balcony
and gave me free view Of the sky.
And he showed me which Saturn was
and how to find 1t in different balco.
nies and longltudes.
"'But Saturn wasn't all. He was
only the man higher up He furnishes
80 much bad luck that they allow him
a gang of deputy sparklers to help
hand 1t out They're circulating and
revolving and hanging around the main
supply all the time each one throwing
the hoodoo ON his particular district.
You see that ugly little red star
about eight inches above and to the
right Of SATURN Kearny asked me.
Well that's her, That's Phoebe She's
got me In charge by the day OF your
birth says Azrath to me, "your life Is
subjected to the influence OF Saturn.
BY the hour and minute OF It you must
dwell under the sway and direct au.
thorlty Of Phoebe. the ninth satellite. ),
So said this Azrath.' Kearny shook
his hst vlclously skywnm, Curse her,
'he's done her work we'll said he.
Ever since I was astrological bad luck
hoq follovved ma lilo NV shad,,,. o,