The Morgan County press. (Wartburg, Tenn.) 1916-1926, 1916-08-31


that threatened the world were ca
lamity almost too great to face. mot
that I really care so much about that
personally" she added, with an insin-
uating glance at Guy Falconer who
always logged her footsteps, "for men
bore me-"
"Thanks! Guy remarked. If Georgy
had q fault Ia possibility he was sell
dom willing to admit, even to himself'
be felt that It consisted OF caustic
tongue. And occasionally the thought
Of living with her. facing her across
the breakfast table. for instance. put
vague fear into him. UP to the pres
ent time, however, he had always sue
ceeded In Kidding himself Of such mis-
givings.
"And who do you think Is going to
win, Mr.. BROWNE" Sir George put the
question abruptly. He, as well as
Streetman, perceived that their some
what bizarre guest from the other side
of the Atlantic had gathered unto him
self surprising fund Of information
during his short stay In their midst.
Before Charlie Brown could reply.
the spy Streetman threw himself Into
the conversational gap.
I'm sure from what Mr.. Brown has
said he agrees with me that the Ger
mans have the best chance" he inter-
posed.
Mr.. Brown himself merely smiled at
the interruption. He may have
thought Streetman cad--a lobster,
he would probably have termed him.
But whatever his feelings might have
been. he concealed them admirably.
"Well, I'll tell you" he said. as he
turned his back squarely upon Street
man and faced Sir George. when |
was drinking Munich beer, I was rath-
err pro-German. But now that I'm
switched to tea, I've sort of swung
over to the allies"
A burst Of laughter, punctuated
with cries of "Bravow greeted the an
sWer.
Turning to them all again, you
see," he explained, II like the English
as individuals. and l like a lot OF
their general ways, too. | admire the
easy-going fashion in which they do
business. commend the fact that
they won't talk shop over a luncheon,
| like their afternoon tea" He smiled
at Miss Willoughby as he said that.
81 like the fact that knights and ladies',
clerks and shopgirls take their half
bour off for it. | like the way they
respect their own laws-when they de-
eide to make one they decide at the
same time to keep it. But, collectively,
the English irritate me, because they're
so blamed sure they're a little bit SUI
perior to all the rest of the world.
That's annoying, personally, but can
and do admire it as a great raclal
quality that's made 'em win out a
thousand times. II England goes to
war, it'll take the English about
year before they realize they have
war-they really are slow, you know
but once they wake up to it they!
raise the deuce, and | think they'll
win"
Sage holdings of various heads and
the exchange Of approving glances on
the part of the members Of the little
party-or of all but Henry Streetman
set a seal of appreciation upon
Charlie Browns views.
"Please God. you're right! Sir
George Wagstaff cried fervently, with
show Of emotion that was. for MIN.
most unusual.
"Please God, he Isl" Mrs. Falconer
agreed.
81 do hope so! The Germans are SO
aggressivev' Ethel Willoughby OBJ
served.
"And so rude" Georgy added. She
could not forget-much less forgive
having been shouIdered off sidewalk
in Berlin by the kaiser's naughty otti-
GERS.
"Ah! But | fancy that pride In ones
country is a universal trait In every
nation" her more moderate father said.
Exactly! And as Mr.. Brown has
pointed out, we English have tenden-
cy to be somewhat superior also" AS
he spoke, Streetman rose. He was be-
coming restless under the CALLING or
that one-sided discussion of the merits
of the nations.
"Well, hope there isn't any war;
Guy Falconer said fervently. IF there
is, you can bet your boots I'm not
going near it."
"Guyr Sir George turned upon him
with incredibly writ large upon his
fine face.
"Oh, l mean it, Sir George" Guy
insisted shamelessly. "If 1t comes to
war, this will be war of millions.
IL there are a thousand men killed in
battle or only nine hundred and
ninety-nine. what difference does 1t