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Der taÌˆgliche Demokrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 186?-1918, 1916-10-19
ueber ben .Bian etne

ueber ben BIan elmer
beuti9zDiterreiGif9en 2uftiabrts8er-
binblrng berihtet Die @iener rNene
Srete prei1e". Sieie fon bon Berlin
ii6er Wten unb 8ubapeit mod &pn=
itantinopel geben. Die @t1oienseleGz
1daft nirb unter 8eteiligung oes
Seiterrei9ti9en 2lopbs unb Ser I'm
garii4en 8antz unb 9anoelssefel=
idaft errtdtet perben uno aipor gu
elmer beitimmten 3eit, nod beren Obj
lohf bic Seilnebmer bic gnt16ei=
bung iiber bic S~ortfebung Der Mttion
gu treffen baben lrerben. Die entz
l9etoenben 8eoinsungen beiteben in
Der Seititeaung Der Mrt Ser geto-
bei9affung, 0es Sips Der 5lus5euse
uno Der Jlugoeugz2anbepldbe, fopie
in Der Mitpirtung Der Staatsperpol=
tung, namentli9 Der poftpertpoltung.
- @dtier IN &onitantiz
ropel per0ffentli9en ein bonn Sui
tom berfabtes Gafel, oas benz gi5ez
seneralismus @nber .paf9a geplb=
met 1T unb bic 9eloentaten Der tiir-
ttf4en Sruppen an ben 9aroanelen
perberrli9t. Sn 6ieiem @eoidt beiBt
es, oaB bic tiirtii9en @olbaten nit
gDttli9em 8eiitanbe bic ungeltiimen
Mnsrtffe atpeter Ser grDBtenTeinbe bes
Sslams auriidf@lugen, bic in bas
9er3 bes Sslams Oringen polten,
aber f4liebli@, 90 lie ibre @@maAe
ertannten, fliehen muBten. Sin 5atii=
mile. Der BON Der 9an6 bes 5ultans
gef4riebenen 0erfe ipirb ols Ma9=
trag gu benz amtliden 8ilberlDerf
iiber ben arieg eri9einen. 9n 8lGtter
6eben Bel btefer @elegenbeit berpor,
oaB Der Sultan ouf Oiefe Weife bic
literart14en l1eberlieferunsen fetner
8orfabren fortieBe, Don .oenen meb=
rere bebeutenoe 9i9ter tparen.
- Neben 2duen, Man3en
un6 anberen &erbtteren iinb Staten
rnb Mduie bic unpiatommen item, Da=
fir aber UNI 10 5uoringlideren @i=
tie in ben @@ubengrdben. Gegen eoies
le Nager, bersn observation-disclosures aG-
mdbli@ gu elmer i@tperen plage ee<
lporoen 1T, mIIen bic Solbaten oft
nit Rolben uno Baionett reselreGte
54la9ten i6lagetl, tpenn fie pro-
biant unb &leibung bor Sen giertsen
Jeinben f4iiBen tpoqen. Dte @ngIin,
Der BADEN nun ben Ser u9 gemadt,
bic &atten our4 glettri3itat gu be-
tampfen. gu oiefem' 3tpede perpen
an ben Steqen, bic BON ben &at.en
als @dnse benuBt iperOen, 9rdbte
geipannt, Die unmittelbar iiber BEN
grDboben laufen unb bur9 sic Elm
~tarfer eleftrti@sr Strcm geleitet
tpirb. Nuf oieie Meiie iperoer bic
@9iBesrdben serabe5u BON elmer rie=
ligeu 3~attenfalle umgeben, benn ipz
balb bic Siere Sic DrGbte beriioren,
merben tie our9 Ben eleftri1den
Strom get0tet. ss5n ein5elnen Snabm=
grdben iinb oft in elmer Mode Sum
berte bon &atten setDtet tuorbem.
Der taÌˆgliche Demokrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 186?-1918, 1916-10-19

Muf Gllinsbof lpar Der Iefie elm,
getroffen. sleld 2aifotps 8orsaneern
nit 1einem famtliden @epad beloben.
Die 6amilienbilber an ben Mdnoen
ieines 3immers itorten i'm CUR niht,
uno Der Slid nit Der rteiensroben
WaiierfIai4e blieb on fetnem plaB
M Der Wono iteben. @r mar iiber.
baupt Elm piel bequemerer 9ausaez
lpiie OILS @err 2aiiolp. gr pollte
ME ieinen auberen Menfdsn ouredt
maden, ipenn gIlinsfens geraoe gu
1ifd aeben pollten. unb ct bate ME
IN Der Dirt etpas ousauieBen, ipie
ibm feline @tiefeI sepuBt muroen.
@errn @%llinefen b%sbunbelte er nit
ansseiudtei.er Soilidteit, unp fir
5rau 9Drtbe beste ct cine title Der
ebrune.
Jrau 90rtbe oadte aipar mod eft
nit Sebniu9t on ben interel1anten
Sperm 2oIipp, Der 10 pl0Blid ibren
Nueeu entldnunpen mar, aber in Der
@rinaeruns mar er ibr bod mebr
sin Mdr9enprin5, ben mon BON ferr
hetpunoert, ols Der Mann ibrer 2iebe.
fir ben lie ibn turae Set sehalten
Gotte.
.2miiden Dem Gbeaaar GIIine!en
tpor bon ben leBten greisni1ien nidt
se1prpGen tporoen, aber als 6rou
9Drtbe nod Gallons Mbreiie gu III
rem Mann ms 3immer lam, ftrei=
delte er ibre 9anbe unp nunnte lie
ufleine Maus". lnb Tie NOR te=
i6amt, bab er cine 10 piel Before
Meinuns ppn !br bate, als lie es
perbiente, unb pas ma4te tie inn
geseniiber peid unb gefiisig.
Sieie @timmunsen bielteh on, unb
ltliebli@ batten tie lid 10 an cen
freunpliden g%ertebrston sepobat,
bab Tie iln b~eibebielten.
Der taÌˆgliche Demokrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 186?-1918, 1916-10-19

- mobern, rgstsrn 3at Bel
uns Der alapperitorA Elm 8rioer4en
bur6 ben @9orutein geporfen".
.Das fommt lei uns nidt mebr
Dor mir baben iebt 3entralbei>
5uns".
- Rarl MoDrsim MeFau.
rant. (Smmer g4auipieler). Sell
ler:: .9err Briiller. beute gibt es
Gang.
.@ons2 @ut! Mber gang mub
i9 lie baben!!"
= 2ieber nift. rgater, fam
i9 nidt aud elm 5tuoierter lpsfz
benz"
SOP es fein, mein Sunse, bu
mubt bann 5eitlebens mifm 8opp or
beiten nie Elm 8ie6".
Der taÌˆgliche Demokrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 186?-1918, 1916-10-19
81. !.

Ser tplls Graf lit mteber bal"
Ri9t nur auf MrenpSberg unb 9om=
Berg, iunoern au4 auf allen Na4:
barsitern, Iberall, pobin 1ein Slut
9eOrungen ipur, lpuroe Die Na9ri4t
nit Snterelie unb 8%etpunoeruns auf-
senommsn. go tam er Der? Wis
lab er Gus? Mas mollte er nun tun?
$50 er 6ertam, mabte niemonb
reGt gu iagen. @iniee beDauptetsn,
aus 4merita, lpo er aellner ober 10
etpas sepefen lei. Mnore meinten,
er let IN Nfrita gepefen uno babe
bort beoeutenoe @ntbedunsen geT1a1t.
Semal1p, Der seb0rt baben ppllte, er
lei irsenDpo i'm S9lespigf9en ober
9anif9en auf einem @ut setpelen,
purbe einfu@ ausseladt. Sunge
&apallerieoffi5iere uno Grafen seben
nibt auf ein gut, um bic 2anDpirt=
l4oft gu erlernen, penn lie llrlabe
baben, ibrer Garnifon ben Hiiden On
tebren. llnb Der tolle @rof nun
gar! Jfe1n, teln 9eounte!
8iel p%erdnDert bate er lib ni9t,
grpb, ialant unS sef9meioig NOR
ct ia INNER selpeIen, oiellei9t lab er
jsbt etpas otter uno gereifter aug,
unD Die i9Iparoen Mugen in benz
braungebranaten, l9nlalen @eiiht
batten einen e%rniten, fait bi1teren
Musbrud betommen.
Was nollte CT nun tun9
Natiirli9 tat er bas, tpas fem
Menl9 bon ibm ernartete unb mas
IN leiner Gage paS Werniinftiefte nan
- er oog na9 9omberg.
Sm iibrisen bDrte NON niGt piel
oon i'm. Gr lebte, nie es BEL Der
tieTen Jamilientralter nur natiirlid
mar, gang 5uriidse5ogen, bod branz
gen gang ieltfame @eri9te aus 9pm=
berg unter Die 9eute. Ser 3a15pm
mar frub UNI flint ubr in ben @tal=
len unD sing Bel Minb unb Wetter
aufs Jelo. @r lieb pie Mrbeiterppb.
Fu1l9er renpD1eren unD bottle Dos Iles
eente Sinh oes 9omberser autiasrs
%elgen9anbis iber Die 5aufe sebaltsn.
Seine 2eute ginsen fir ibn our6s
Jeuer uno lieben nihts uuf i'm tom.
men.
limb Elm @efdi@t@en purbe BON
ibm eroGblt, uber bas man iia in
tpetteiten areiien amiHierte.
2af1on lab zines sages ge9en
Nbeno einen fremcen, ltdDti19 getlei=
beten Mann uber ben 9pf aeben.
ST beoba9tete i'm unb,mertt unb fab
tbn i'm @eiprd9 nit sinem pferSe.
tne9t, Dem er Elm Seft iiberreitte,
Dos er Bel ndbersr nnteriu9ung als
In5taloemotratildes Tlugblatt err
fannte.
Ser Jrembe tpar Bel 1einer Mnnd=
herung et!pas unrubig eeporoev.
nSies Seft pir6 sic ni9t intereiz
i%teren," meinte er, nit benz 8er1u4,
es Saffop %fort5unebmen.
9ieler bielt es feit. nDb, {ebr.
Sd bpffe, Sic seben mir beute abellp
Die gbre," iaste er nit ausseluGte{te1
9Dflldteit gu benz eritaunt ausIebenz
ben Jremben. v@ie geltotten, oaf
I9 mid poritelle: @rot gu Noffon=
Somft, 5reiberr BON 9omberg, M}o=
loratserbe Der Serrf@aft Nrenps=
berg"
o5rebmann.
r@ebr ansenebm. gitte, bealeiter
STE midi. nnb ou aonnegieber, geb
mol bin, TN iegs be Glib, bat lie al
tofamen, as fe oa pdr'n, int G@lof
IN be grote Salle tamen 19allen
Iber bot mi ba tein Elm febtt. So5
mi peritanben? 9i1ie !Serr mill /
Ipreten."
.(8ertiesuns foIgt.y
Der taÌˆgliche Demokrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 186?-1918, 1916-10-19
.(8ertiebuns foIgt.y

- 5atal.- Dame: n@eben sic
1brem 5ergeanten ben 4bidieb, Min,
ma! Wtein Monn madt ndhfte
Wo9e cine nebun9 unb mub ia font
INNER 1tramm iteben, ipenn ct in Bit
Fii9e tommt!"
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03

whose eyes hold the shadows of unfor-
gotten sins"
"Well?" said Glenn.
Alan sighed. Between the lines Of
my words you must read for yourself.
My smile is dead-I killed it long ago.
Yours is alive-alive. You have kept
it pure, guarded its fame and you
shall hold IL high like a beacon. You
are ready to give all and you have all
to give. 1 have nothing but the empty
shell. ! have kept nothing. l have
gained the whole world-and lost 1t.
The little strength left to the pinions
of my soul could carry me up to clutch
your beacon and drag it down, but
Clem-dearest Of all women-I love
you too much for that. You've got to
trust me. The things know that you
do not know shove the duty of denial
on to my shoulders. l could give you
an empty shell, but won't"
Alan had not looked at Clem. He
had talked like one rehearsing a les
son, with his eyes far away in the gray
world. He dropped the bit of bush.
-
gripped each other till the knuckles
and fingers showed white against the
tan Of his thin wrists. when he
stopped speaking Glen turned curious
eyes upon him. 'Is that all?" she
asked.
Alan sprang up and faced her. "An?
ALP" he cried. isn't 1t enough?"
Glenn rose 10 her feet. In her uplift-
cd right hand she held her agate
headed riding whip. Alan's eyes fas
tened on II as she meant them TO do.
Then. with a full. free swing, she flung
1t from her. The whip. weighted by
the agate head, described long curve
through the air and plunged into the
brush far down the mountain side
That" Glen cried, her eyes flashing
into his, "for the beacon. | kept ii for
you. 1t was too good for you; you
would not take 1t. so there II goes" 3"
Her lips trembled and she snapped her
fingers. at is not worth that to me-"
"Clemw cried Alan. protesting.
Don't speak," said Glen; you have
said what you had to say. Now listen
to me. You are blind. Alan. or worse
than that, asleep. I'm not a thin
legged elf with skirts bobbing above
my knees any more. You can't make
me swallow my protests today with.
Glen, you mustn't this and you
mustn't that There's one thing you've
closed your eyes on long enough. I'm
a woman, Alan. bone. spirit and a
great deal Of 6"sh. bve you. and
you say you lovs me"
Alan started forward. but Clem heid
| atm on with a gesture. what do you
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03
MAKE CHUM OF YOUR CHILB
Boy Will Welcome companionship Of
Father Who He Feels Can
Understand Hin.

The influence Of mans companion
ship in a chlld's life is usually a larger,
less detailed thing than that OF a wom-
an, but it is for this very reason the
more needed. The child Is eager to
enlarge his own world he Is, if he Is
normal, growing and eutgrOwing-he
is longing to step out of his own little
circle in,o the larger one of men and
affairs i'm which he knows his father
moves. | think I may say / do not
know single child, and l very much
doubt if anyone else does, who would
not willingly give up hks play at the
offer of half an hours sompaniOnship
with grown man whom be can trust
and who really understands him. And
when the grown man rs the shild's fa-
ther, the response is just 50 nsch the
more ready.
You notice have said whsm he can
trust and whs really understands hin.
And i'm those tive conditions are ina
piled all the obligations as well as all
the rewards of fatherbood. II boy
cannot trust his father, eF N his fa-
ther does not understand him, it is
likely enough he win prefer lis toys;
and cannot help feeling that Ne
shows wisdom in the preference.
1t is a pitiful eonmessoRy that so
many children, given the chance to be
with their fathers, 20 sit beside them,
TO go for walk with them, to hear
them tell of this or that, viii jump at
the chance, not because the compan-
ionship is so complete and satisfying
but because it is rare treat, a real
novelty.-Laura Spencer Portor, I'm
Mothers Magazine.
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03
Ght1AlpTe:R1
I YXXff

Alan did not draw rein until he
reached the top OF the bluff dividing
the valley from West lake. Then for
moment he sat and stared down the
long slope. There was smell Of mois-
ture in the air. The valley, the whole
world, was expecting, waiting for rain,
and even as he stared the rain came in
a fine, veillike mist that steadied the
tones of earth and sky to one even
shade Of endless gray. Out OF the gray
came the click Of iron on pebble. Alan
recognized the quick, springy tread
OF a climbing horse. He turned and
faced Clem. He felt the slow color
rising in his cheeks and his hands
trembled.
They did not smile at each other;
they even forgot TO say good morning.
Alan licked his thin lips. They were
as dry as ever they had been with
fever. "Where's your hat?" he asked.
A flicker of amusement showed in
Clem's eyes. She was quite calm and
she could see' that Alan was not, that
he was biting his tongue at the feeble
words he had saddled on a heavy mo-
ment. Hats are for sunny days." :he
said. 81 like rain on my head. Have
you anything special to do? Don't let
me bother you"
"No," stammered Alan, nothing
that can't be put Off"
'Do you remember" Glen went on.
years ago I asked you to take me
for a ride. and you said not then but
sometime? I've never lad my ride
with you. l want 1t now"
Her eyes were fixed on his and held
him. 81 am ready" he said through
dry lips.
She turned her horse and he fol-
lowed. They rode In silence at a walk
and then at trot. Glen turned into
n wood-road. Her horse broke into a
gallop. she fiicked him with her whip
and his gathered limbs suddenly
stretched out for n free run. The go
ing was soft. Alan had fallen behind
Clots Of messy loan struck him I'm the
face. Swaying branches showered
drops Of water on him. He lost his
hat. Then his lips tightened, his eyes
flashed and he began to ride. He was
himself again.
lie urged his horse forward, but he
could not get on even terms; Glenn held
the middle Of the narrow track. Sud
denly they burst into the broad Low
road. With a terrific elatter Of fiyinl
stones and slipping, scrambling hoofs
they made the turn. Alan rode at last
on Clem's quarter -'Clem," he cried
''stopl II is1s't fair To the horseA"
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03

But Glenn only laughed. Her slim
body swayed to the bends of the road;
her shoulders were braced; she leaned
slightly back. steadying her horse with
q taut rein. Alan tried TO draw even,
but every time he urged his horse into
a squirt Clem's spurted too. Alan grew
angry. He watched Clem's whip, but
1t never moved. He settled into the
saddle and rode blindly. His horse
must catch up or he would kill him.
He was gaining. A moment more at
the same pace and he could reach
Cems relns below her horses neck.
Then Clem swerved again into half
hidden wood-road and Alan's horse
plunged through the brush. broke out
and followed, a poor second.
Alan's face and hands were badly
scratched, but he rode on doggedly. Ii
never occurred TO him to give up the
chase. In the end he would catch up:
he knew that, but what puzzled him
was what he should do to Glen when
he caught her. Anyone else, man or
woman. he would give taste of their
own riding whip for their own good,
but not Clem Alan suddenly knew
that there was something in Glenn
that a man could not break.
The wood-rOad made a gradual
ascent that the willing horses took at
a steady. hard gallop. They left the
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03

The curb rein, that last refuge of a
poor horseman, hung loose and forgot
ten. Alan himself was dressed in
coat. soft hat, and clOse-htting boots
adorned with rowelless spurs. For
his health Red fIill had done wonders.
His body was trim, supple and as vi
brant as the young horse under it.
But Alan's thoughts were far from
saddles and saddle gear as he walked
the restiye animal down the dipping
slope Of Long lne and with his riding
crop steadily discouraged the early
morning flies, intent on settling down
to the business of life on his mounts
arched neck aud Quivering quarters.
He was thinking of Glen. Where could
he go to get away from Clem? Not
tomorrow. not sometime, but today.
Where could hc go today! Once the
world had seemed to him a fenceless
pasture where 1t was good TO wander,
where every undiscovered glade prom
ised fresh morsels TO an unwearied
palate, but now in his mind the whole
W
Of Red Hill. Where Glen was, there
was the whole world. Already he felt
the yearning with which his heart
must henceforth turn TO its sole desire.
He crossed the valley. and, as his
horse breasted the opposing hill, he
thought he heard an echolng hOofbeat
behind him. lie turned and with one
hand resting on the horses quarter
gazed back through the gray light, but
Long lane was veiled from view by
overhanging trees. AS he lifted his
hand, its impress. clearly defined as
an image, caught his eye. How strange!
He had ridden n thousand times and
he had never noted such thing be-
fore. 1t was simple when reduced to
physical terms. The horse was warm
and moist, the hair cool and dry. His
hand pressed the hair down into the
moisture. But when he had reasoned
out the why and wherefore and tick
eted the pheno, ,nenon, the impress still
stared back at him. To his mood It
seemed an emb ,em Of isolation, thing
cut off, discarded, useless. With a
smile Of rebuse at his fancies he
touched the horse with his crop and
gave him his heal. The horse sprang
forward, cleared she top Of the hill.
and the rhythmic Llatter Of his hoofs
as he dashed along The pebble-strewn
road seemed to cleave he still morning
in two.
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03
TAKEN FROM EXCHANGES

A Philadelphia electrician Is the in
ventor Of portable motor-driven
pipe-threading machine which is sup
piled with current by the storage bat
teries OF an automobile.
One of BraZils most important rail-
roads is being equipped with oilburn-
ing locomotives and expects eventually
to dispense with coal.
The government of Uruguay has ef-
fected an important saving by substi-
tuting petroleum for coal in its Mon
tevideo electric pOwerhouse. Because
Of the shortage of coal the govern
ment is aiming at further economy
by converting two river steamboats,
and 30 locomotives on one of the gov
ernment railways into petroleum burn
ers.
1t is estimated that the number OF
Jews in the world at the beginning
of 1915 was 1O.431 500, of whom near
ly one-half were residents I'm Russia,
1,994.37S were in Austria Hungary,
and 1,136.240 In the United States.
About 100000 Jews are fighting in the
present war. 200O0 being with the
British forces.
The report of the first census is con-
tained I'm an OctavO volume Of Sc pages.
Nowadays I'm decade the census bu-
reau issues ten or more quarto vol
umes with more than 100000 pages.
More than 100000 operatives are
now employed In American silk manu-
featuring mills. This is exclusive of
those employed in dependent indus
tries.
The thistle and the caterpillar have
been eliminated from New Zealand by
the English sparrow.
Locomotives of the United States
used more than 100000 barrels of
oil for fuel last year. the greatest
amount on record and a gain OF about
rs per cent from the year before.
In smoke consumer OF European
invention for factories the smoke Is
driven by fans into a porous receptacle
over which petroleum flows. and is
converted into a combustible gas.
Russia maintains at Moscow an ex-
pertinent station for the study of fax
cultivation and manufacture.
According TO a British scientist X
rays are the most extreme rays at the
Ultraviolet end of the spectrum.
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03

clean and straight. married to a faith
less woman and laughs. Men see
pure girl give her all to a cad, and
they say, It's always the rotters that
get the pick and they laugh too. But
down I'm the bottom of our hearts we
know that these things are things for
tears"
Eyes. Alan" said Glen as he paused.
She was no longer imperious, only at
tentive, with chin in hands and elbows
on knees.
"You know me-" went on Alan, "but
there are things about me that you do
not know-things below you that you
have no understanding for, thank God.
I don't even know how to picture them
to you"
"Yes, Alan," said Glen softly.
Alan picked a bit OF huckleberry
bush and twisted II nervously in his
hands. First OF all I've got to tell
you what l thought you knew, that
what there is of me is yours over and
over again, and then I've got to tell
you why you can't have It," A light
came into Clem's eyes. trembled, flick
cred, and then settled to a steady
fame.
you've seen people smile-everyone
has a smile OF sorts" went on Alan.
"Did you ever think that a smile had
a body and soul? To me it has. 1t
starts out in life like a virgin with a
body TO keep pure and a soul 10 guard
uastained. There are smiles that illu-
mine a face, that shine with essential
purity, that glorify. Nobody has TO
tell you that they have never pandered
TO a ribald jest or added cruelty to de-
NAL They are live smiles and they
are rare among women and rarer
among men. For one such you'll find
thousand living faces with dead
smiles-smiles that have scattered
their essence like rain on the just and
the unjust that have rolled in filth and
wasted their substance on the second
best. You'll find them Pickering out
in the faces Of young men and at the
last gasp i'm the faces OF lost women
The Yale expositor., 1916-08-03

When Clem and Alan reached home
long after the lunch hour they found
the Hill athrill with news. Alix had
received a cable and had left at once
for town. She had gone alone. That
could mean but one thing-Gerry was
at last coming back.
1t was from Barbados that Gerry
had cabled. Ever since he had written
his short note to Alix, through long
doubling weeks at Plranhas and longer
days Of questioning and hesitation on
board the slow freighter that was
bearing him home, Gerry had been
fighting himself. Only Lieber's sudden
death and his burial. to which Gerry
bad ridden post-haste, had come in be-
tween as a solemn truce.
On the freighter he had had time
enough and to spare to think. He had
spent hours going over the same
ground time and time again. For days
he sat in his chair on the short bridge
deck, staring out to sea, making over
and over the circle Of his life from the
time he had left home. He remem.
bered sitting thus on the way out. He
remembered the turmoil his mind had
been in and the apathy that had fol-
lowed, the long rest at Pernambuco,
the trip down the coast and up the
river, the glorious. misty morning @.
Piranhas. Margarita. catastrophe,
awakening. What did that awakening
stand for? Again he thought, If he
could choose-would he wish to be
back as he was before-as he was on
the way out? a voice within him said
"No"