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The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-08-31

PARIS, Aug 3l.-The Germans
attempted a bold stroke in the Par.
roy forest, in Lorraine, last night.
but were Immediately thrown out
OF French trench they had pene-
trated. II was officially announced
today. The night was calm on the
greater part OF the front.
BERLIN. Aug 3,.-Au Austrian
hotilla operating on the river Dan
ube shelled and destroyed Ru-
manian transport boats, pert mags
zines and military establishments
near Turnu Seyerinu and Giurgevo
and on the lower rsnube. said an
official statement from Vienna today.
The Austrians captured two Ru-
manian tugs near Zimnicl and two
motor boats.
The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-08-31
GERMANS
REPULSED
IN LORRAINE
Paris Reports Calm On
Balance of Western
Front
BY UNITED PRESS.

BY UNITED PRESS.
BERLIN, Aug. 3t.--The Aus
trian seenrsl staff plans to
abandon all southeastern Tran
sylvanis to the RumanIsns In
order to shorten the Austrian
lines, the Austrian newspapers
announced today.
The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-08-31

LONDON. Aug. 3t.-A Cen.
tral News dispatch from Rome
today said advlees from Bueha.
rest reported the Austrians fee
ing before the RumanIan ava
lanehe." abandoning villages and
passes.
The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1916-08-31
Delicious Noonday Lunch

At Hotel Griswold, on and after Sept.
l. soc, Elaborate sunday Dinner from
IL 30 TO sac y. m, tLs5.-Adv.
The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-04

that's what's the matter. and that's all
the matter. Oh, not n O. these big
dreamers that put through the big
deals! No, sir! You're the kind o.
dreamer that just sets out on the back
fence and thinks about how much trou-
BILE there must be in the world! That
amt the kind that builds the bridges,
Blbbs; It's the kind that borrows ff-
teen cents from his wife's uncle's
brother-in-law to get ten cents worth
O plug tobacco and q uickel's worth o.
quinine!"
He put the finishing touch to this
etching with a snort, and turned again
to the window.
Look out there.' he babe his son.
Look out > that window. Look at
the life and energy down there! Look
at the big things Young men are dom
in this town." He swung about, CON-
ing to the mahogany desk In the mid
die Of the room. Look at what your
own brothers are dom! Look at RIOS
coe! To, and look 1t jim! l made
Jim president O. the Sheridan Realty
company last rev years, and it's an
example 70 any young manor ole
man, either-the way he took ahoid OF
It. Last July we fouaa out We wanted
Two pst0 - NolnDsnses ct tAe-
The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-04
CHAPTER viii.

Through the open country Bibbs was
borne flying between brown fields and
sun-flecked groves of gray trees, to
breathe the rushing. clean air beneath a
glorious sky. Upon Bibbs' cheeks there
was a hint Of actual color, but unde-
niab'y its phantom. This apparition
may have been partly the result Of a
lady's bowling to him upon no more
formal Introduction than the circum-
stance Of his having caught her look
ing into his window a month before.
It seemed to Bibbs that she must have
meant to convey her forgiveness. Nor
did lie lack the impression that he
would long remember her as he had
just seen her; her veil unanimously
blowing back, her face glowing in the
wiEd-and that look of gay friendli-
ness *ossed to him like a fresh rose III
carnival.
By and by, upon a rising ground, the
driver halted the ear, then backed and
tackled. and SEN 1t forward again with
its nose to the south and the smoke.
They passed from the farm lands, and
came, in the amber light OF November
late afternoon, % the farthermost out
skirts Of the city. The sky had become
only a dingy %thickening Of the soiled
The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-04

mans business - 10 ahead and make
'em bigger Isn't it his duty? Don't
We always want to get bigger and big
gerr'
"Ye-es--I don't know. But I feel
nther sorry for your brother. He
looked SO lonely-and sick"
Hes gctttn' better every day" Jim
said. doctor Quincy says 80. There's
nothing much the matter with him,
really-its ne-tenths Imaginary.
Nerves! People that are willing to
be busy don't have nervous diseases.
because they don't have time to mag
inc 'em."
You mean his trouble is really men
tal?'
"Oh, he's not q lunatic," said Jim.
Hes just queer. Sometimes he'll say
something right bright, but half the
time what he a y Is way off the sub
jcct. or else there isn't any sense to 1t
at all. For %instance, the other day l
heard him talkin' to one Of the darkies
in the hall. The darby asked hin what
time he wanted the car for his drive,
and anybody else in the world would
have just said what time they did
want 1t, and that would have been all
there was to it: but here's what Bibbs
says, and l heard him with my own
ears. What time do l want the carp
he says. We'll. now, that depends
that depends be says. He talks slow
like that, you know. I'll tell you what
time | want the car, George he says,
If you'll tell me what you think Of this
statue! That's exactly his words!
Asked the darby what he thought Of
that Arab Edith AID mother bought for
tue hall"
Mary pondered upon this. "He might
have been in fun, perhaps" she sug-
gested.
"Askin' a darky what he thought Of
a piece Of statuary-of a work Of art,
Where IN earth would be the fun Of
The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-04

man, ana that - truo. 1 daubs the -.
istence Of: the kind OF caring we hear
about in poems and plays ana novels. I
think 1t must be just q kind Of emo
tional talk-mest Of it. At all events,
l don't feel it. Now, we can go faster,
please" !.
Just where does that let ME out -
he demanded. "IIow does that excuse
you for.
1t isn't m excuse" she said, gently,
and gave him one final look. wholly
desolate. Il haven't said / should
Y marry
WHAT" Jim gasped.
She inclined her head in a broken
sort Of acquiescence. very humble, I'm
fathomably sorrowtul.
Il promise nothing" she said,
family.
you ncedn't!' shouted Jim, radiant
and exultant. You needn't. BY
George. l know you're square; that's
enough fer me! You wait and promise
whenever you're ready"
Don't forget what / asked,' she
begged him.
Talk about the weather? I will!
God bless the old weather." cried the
happy Jim.
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that? No. you're just kind-hearted-
and that's the way you ought to be, of
co lrse-"
THANK you, Mr.. Sheridan" she
laughed.
See here"! he cried. 'Isn't there
any way for us to get owe this Mister
Inc Miss thing? 4 months got thirty
one days in it; I've managed to be with
you a part Of pretty near all the thirty
one. and l think you know how l feel
by this time
She looked panic-stricken immedi-
atcly. "Oh no." she protested, quickly.
mo, l don't, and
Yes. you do" he said, ana his
voice shook q little. You couldn't help
knowing
But | do" she denied, hurriedly. II
do help knowing. mean- Oh. watt"
what for? You do know how l
feel, and you-well you've certainly
wanted ne to feel that way-or else
pretended
Now, now" she lamented. You're
spelling such a cheerful afternoon
"'Spoiling' It" He slowed down the
car and turned his face to her squarely.
"See here, Miss Vertrees, haven't you
stop! Stop the car a minute" And
when he had complied she faced him
as squarely rs hs evidently desired
her to face him. Listen. don't
want you to 60 on, today"
why not:" he asked. sharply.
II don't know"
You it's just a whim?"
Il don't know" she repeated. Her
voice was low and troubled and hon
est, and she kept her clear eyes upon
his.
"Will you tell me somethingY
almost anything"
slave YOU ever told any man you
loved him?"
And at that, though she laughed, she
looked q little contemptuous. NO."
she said. And / don't think I ever
shall tell any man that-or eyer know
what 1t means. I'm In earnest, Mr..
Sheridan"
Then you-you've just been flirting
with me" Poor Jim looked both furi-
Gus and crestfallen.
mot n bit. she cried. Not one
word! Not n ssyllablel I've meant
every single thing"
II don't
"Of curse you don't" she said.
Nov. Mr.. Sheridan, | want you to
the car. Nav! Thank you. Slow
". till ! finish what I want to say. 1
have not 1irted with you. I have de-
liberately courted you. One thing more.
and then I want you to take me
straight home, talking about the
weather all the way. ! said that I do
set believe I oheu evaR care Tor ~
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SiA0O oNtB9 ITO 0V6tOet@0StOuyaJs
air; and a oar and clangor of metals
beat deafeningy on Bibbs' ears. Now
the car passed two great blocks Of long
brick buildings, hideous in all ways
possible to make them hideous. And
big as these shops were, they were
growing bigger, spreading over a third
block, where two new structures were
~mushrooming to completion in some
hasty cement process of a stability not
over-reassuring. Dibhs pulled the rug
closer about him, and not even the
phantom Of color was left upon his
cheeks as he passed this place, for he
knew It too we'll. Across the face Of
one Of the buildings there was an enor-
NOUS sign: sheridan Automatic
Pump company, Inc"
Thence they vent through streets OF
wooden houses. Ill gr1med, and adding
their wv CRIME from many a sooty
chimney; flimsr wooden houses OF a
thousand dimsy WITNESSES in the fash
ioning, built IN narrow lots and nudg-
Ing n another GROSSLY. Along these
streets there were skinny shade trees,
and here and there q forest elm or wal
nut had been left; but these were
dying. Some people said it was the
scale: some said it was the smoke; and
some were sure that asphalt and .im-
proving" the streets did it; but Bigness
was in too big q hurry to bother much
about trees.
Onward the a bore Bibbs through
the older parts Of the town where the
few solid old houses not already de-
molished were In transition; some were
being made into apartment buildings;
others had gone upr~oariously iuto
trade; "a or two peeped humorously
over the tops Of Office buildings OF one
story in the old front yards. Altogether,
the town here was like a boarding
house hash the Sunday after Thanks
giving; the old ingredients were dis
cernible.
This was the fringe Of Bigness' own
sanctuary, and row Bibbs reached the
roaring holy Of holes itself. Magnif-
ceat new buildings, already dingy,
doomed hundreds Of feet abo~V him;
newer ones, moes magnificent, vaD
danG beside -. rising hisose; -
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SYNOPSIS

man OF his son Bibbs by starting him In
the machine shop ends in Bibbs going to
q sanitarium, q nervous wreck. On his re-
turn Bibbs Is met at the station by his
sister Edith. He finds himself an incon-
siderable and unconsidered figure in the
New House" OF the Sheridans. He sees
Mary Vertrees looking at him from a
simmer house e door. The Vertreeses,
old town family and impoverished. call on
the Sheridans, newly-rich, and sfterward
discuss them. Mary puts into words her
parents unspoken wish that she marry
one Of the Sheridan boys. At the Sheri-
Dan -housewarming banquet Sheridan
spreads himself. Mary frankly encourages
Jim 6heridan's attentions, and Bibbs hears
ne - to be sent back to the machine shop.
The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1916-08-04

streets were ln1d open to their entrai1s
and men worked underground between
palisades, and overhead in metal cob
webs like spiders In the sky. Trolley
cars Changed and shrieked their way
round swarming rners motor cars
Of every kind and shape Known to mai
babbled frightful warnings and frantic
demands: hospital ambulances clam
ored wildly for passage: steam whistles
signaled the swinging OF titanic
tentacle and claw: riyeters ratified like
machine guns: the ground shook to the
thunder OF gigantic trucks; and the
conglomerate sound Of it all was the
sound Of earthquake playing accom-
paniments for battle and sudden death.
And in the hurrying crowds. swirl
ing and sitting through the lrobdingnA-
gian camp Of iron and steel, one saw
the camp followers and the pagan
women-there would be work today
and dancing tonight. For the r%uritan's
dry voice is but the cracking OF a leaf
underfoot in the rush and roaf Of the
coming Of the new Egypt.
Bibbs was on time. He knew N
must be ito the minute" or his father
would consider It Al outrage; AMI the
big c~hronometer In Sheridan's Office
marked four precisely when Bibos
walked in. Coincidentally with his en-
trance five people who had been at
work in the office. under Sheridan's al
r%ection. walked out. They departed
upon nc visible or audible suggestion,
and with a ~promptness that seemed
ominous to the newcomer. AS the mas
sive door clicked softly behind the
elderly stenographer, the last Of the
procession, Bibbs had a feeling that
they all understood that he was a fail
ure as a great mans son. a disappoint-
ment. the "Queer one" of the family,
and that he had been summoned to
Judgment well-founded impression,
for that was exactly what they under
stood.
"Sit down." said Sheridan.
1t is frequently an advantage for
deans, schoolmasters and worried ia
theirs to place delinquents In the sit
ting posture. Bibbs sat
Sheridan, standing, gazed enigmatic-
ally upon his son for a period OF
silence, then walked slowly to a win
dow and stood looking out Of it, his
big hands, loosely hooked together by
the thumbs, behind his back. They
were soiled, as We're all other hands
down town, except such as might be
still damp from a basin.
well, Bibbs,' b said at last, not
altering his attls0de, do you know
what I'm goin' to do with you:"
Bibbs, leaning back in his chair, fixed
his eyes contemplatively upon the CELL
ing. Il heard you tell jim he began.
in his slow way. You said you'd send
him to the machine shop with me if he
didn't propose to Miss Vertrees. SO l
suppose that must be your plan for me.
But"
But what?" said Sheridan, irritably,
as the son paused.
isn't there somebody you'd let me
propose to-"
That brought his father sharply.
round to face him. You beat the
devil! Bibbs. what II the matter with
you? Why can't you be like anybody
else?"
Liver, maybe" said Ribbs, gently.
Bob! Even ok Doc Quincy says
there's nothin' wrong with you organ
ically. No. You're a dreamer. Bibbs:
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CHAPTER VII CONTINUED.


"Bibbsr Edlth's voice was angry,
and her color deepened suddenly as
she came into the room, preceded by a
scent of viOletS much more powerful
than that warranted by the actual
bunch Of them upon the lapel OF her
coat.
Bibbs did not turn his head, but
waggetl It solemnly, seeming depressed
by the poem. Pretty young, isn't itY'
he said. There must have been some
thing about your looks that got the
prize, Edith; l can't believe the poem
did it,
She glanced ~hurriediy wei her shout
der and spoke sharply, but in a low
voice: II don't think It's very nice Of
you to bring It up at all, Blbbs. l didn't
want them to frame 1t, and I wish to
goodness papa'd quit talking about it:
but here. that night, after the dinner,
1idlft he go and read 1t aloud to the
Whole crowd Of 'em! I thought I'd die
Of shame!'
Bibbs looked grieved. 1.-THE poem
isn't that bad, Edith. You see, you
were only seventeen when you wrote
It."
'Oh. hush up" she snapped. II wish
It had burnt my fingers the first time
! touched It. Then l might have had
sense enough to leave It where 1t was.
! had no business to take it, and I've
been ashamed"
mo. no." he said. ~comfortngly. 1T
was the very most iattering thing ever
happened to me. 1t was almost my
last flight before I went to the machine
shop, and it's pleasant to think some
body liked It enough to"
"Rut / don't like IT." she exclaimed.
- don't even understand it-and papa
made 30 much fuss over Its getting. the
prize, l just hate It! The truth 10 l
eve dreamed Il d get the prize"
You have to live 1t down. Edith.
Perhaps abroad and under another
oame you might lind"
''Oh. hush up! I'll hire someon to
steal Il and burn It the nrst chance l
eet." She turned away petulantly.
moving to the door. 'I'd IKE to think
( could hope to hear the last Of It be-
FORE / der
"Edith!' - called. a. she went Into
1he hall.
whats the matter?"
n want to ark you: Do I really look
better. or have you just got used to
nefs
aWhat on earth do you mean?" che
0oad. coming hack m Ear al the thrcsh. |
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Lacking sympathy and under.
etandlno o. Z fine nature, isn't
Ytt poesibIe that . slave-drivind
Esther could practically force
HE fral!, dreaming son 70 sul.
side by making him do work
which he u fitted 60 do neither
.mentally nor ahysically7 Would
The father likely feel guilty Of
muEdAf IN such clrcAmstances7 |
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Can't you Z The serious Of. =
fact o. tUeh parental tacxlce In Z
dealing with the melancholy ?
sibbs % Old sheri6@ pursuee? 4
Isn't Il easy to imaeies the lone :
" young fellows uelnu Down % 8
the river and making an end o. :
his miseryi
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1916-05-27
4aurlnnf BnnkH
Brief Reviews and Notices

Clerical coIIoquies: BY Arthur Barry
O'Neill, C. S. c. Published by
the University Press, Notre Dame,
Ind. Price, single copies, $1.0O
each; ten or more copies, rs cents
each.
The pleasant anticipations aroused
by the announcement made some time
ago that Father O'Neill, C. S. c., was
about to publish another volume of
essays dealing with different phases
of priestly life, were more than real
lied when we were given an opportlIn-
ity to peruse it. Clerical Colloquies'
deserves a place beside 'Priestly
Practice" which received such
generous need of Well-merited praise
from those for whom it was primarily
intended. The present volume is a
worthy companion for its predecessor
which was the clerical best-seller of
1914. In matter and form, in the
practical character of its topics and
the grace of its literary style, the new
book is fully equal to its companion
volume and both should be found in
the library of every priest and aspir-
ant to the priesthood. No better
books could be placed in the hands
of seminarians to give them an idea
of the niceties of priestly life and
conduct. All the essays in this vol
ume, with the exception Of two, are
now given to the public for the first
time. In them the author does not
preach" at, nor scold us for our
shortcomings and minor faults. In
his criticism Of priestly faults he dis
claims any pretention whatever to
pass as an exemplary and authorita-
tive censor Of his clerical brethren.
Indeed, one realizes that the critic
ism is administered In all charity
and with q knowledge that the faults
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1916-05-27
ALEX|AN BROTHERS JUBILEE
FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY OF THE
FOUNDING OF ST. ALEXIS HOS
PITAL, CHICAGO, CELEBRATED
WITH IMPRESSIVE CEREMONY.

During the second week of May
there took place three days cele-
bration of the golden jubilee of the
arrival of the Alexian Brothers in
America and the foundation of the
hospital in Chicago. The ceremony
opened on May 9, when Most Rev
erend Archbishop Mundelein cele-.
brated Pontifical High Mass in the
chapel of the hospital, which had been
tastefully redecorated for the occa-.
sion. Right Reverend j. Schwebach,
Bishop of La Crosse, preached the
jubilee sermon in German, in which
he dWelt upon the history of self
sacrifice, which is the record of the
Alexian Brothers since their founda-
ton, and particularly upon their work
of mercy in behalf of the poor and
afflicted of the city. Abbot Vincent
Huber, O. S. g., of st. Bede's, Peru,
Ind, followed with a jubilee sermon
in English of the same tenor. After
the religious ceremony the attending
prelates and priests were the guests
of the Brothers in the refectory of.
the hospital. At the dinner Arch.
bishop Mundelein addressed a few
words of greeting and congratulation
and was followed in turn by Right.
Reverend M j. Gallagher, Auxiliary
Bishop of Grand Rapids, and Bishop
'Althoff of Belleville, Ill. The music
both at the religious ceremonies and.
at the entertainment, was rendered by
the boys choir of ST. Michael's parish.
The following morning Right Rev
.erend P. ]. Muldoon, Bishop of Rock.
ford, celebrated Pontifical High Mass
in the chapel, while the Franciscan
Father, Rev. Christopher Outlines of.
st. Peters Church, delivered the SER,
mon. That evening the doctors at
tending at the hospital were the guests
of the Brothers
The next morning, Bishop SchWe-
bach celebrated a Solemn Requiem
Mass for the repose of the souls of
the departed Brothers and benefactors
of the institution. Mgr. Thiele of
Chicago delivered the sermon. After
the ceremony the hospital was thrown
open to visitors and over twelve hum
dred Chicagoans and many outsiders
were the guests of the Brothers and
Joined in the luncheon that was served
to all. The jubilee celebration closed
with Solemn Benediction in the after
noon, following which the hospital
chaplain, Rev. Hubert Seiferle, C. PIP.
S., intoned the TIE Deum.
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may go from Thief River to Big Falls.
a distance of 96 miles, without find.
ing house consecrated to the service
Of God.
The land Is good but 1t takes time,
hard work and some money to clear
it. Pioneer life on the prairies or
in the big forest may have its charms,
but among the stumps and in the
swamps it calls for all the manhood
of the daring homesteaders.
On Holy Saturday of this year / had
three men come for Confession, whose
homesteads are tWenty-three miles
away. The country was a mud hole
with the creeks transformed into
rivers and nearly all the bridges gone.
They went home on Easter Sunday
Immediately after Mass. Another one
from the same neighborhood same to
see me last winter at 800 O'Clock
A. M, on one of these stormy days;
SO below zero, that you do not for
get. Ct didn't at least, on account
of the coal billy He had walked all
night, with bottle of coffee in his
pocket, and went home Immediately
after Mass, being too poor to stay
at the hotel.
Last year one woman walked
twenty-five miles through the woods
to make her Easter duty. Today l
gave Holy Communion to a man who
had a homestead around Banston,
-.
country is too big for my poor legs,
and the Catholics scattered all over.
It is impossible to go and visit them
No railroads, no wagon road most of
the time.
! am now trying to build a Church
at Williams, Mimi But the country
south of here would need at least
two others.
wish your rich readers, who own
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1916-05-27
TO THE CONTEST EDITOR.
written for The Catholic Bulletin by
James c. Nolan.)

Twas ever thus since childhood's
hour.
I've seen my fondest hopes decay.
The grapes l plucked were always
sour,
My golden always turned to gray,
never strove with all my might
To land Bible picture prize,
But that it faded from my sight
Just petered out before my eyes.
A single share that / might own,
Would wreck railroad or mine,
The projects that I've let alone,
Are prospecting, are doing fine.
/ might have changed the course of
war;
An Allies bond, German share;
] staid full neutral only for
This Bible Contest did care.
| had new Ford runabont
Selected, set aside for me,
My dream is dashed-gSne up the
spout;
In fact, am not one, two, three.
I'll sift coal ashes in my hair,
I'll rend my garments-vest and coat,
To gauge the depth of my despair
Just talk with him-the other goat.