The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-27

That needs to be done for-that. There's sa secret service man in Chicago-Si- bert-who needs to know what we do las soon as I can talk to him on pri- svate linefs st5 fsssFSst q "
 He Ted the way back to the car War in America! They climbed to their seats and Jim drove the car. dazedly, toward his fathers house. The clock on the dashboard showed scarcely flf- steon minutes since ha had stopped to speak with Bob outside the factory, and now Jim pulled himself togetA- Ter. A bright light was burning in the lower hall of the Ashby house, and, as the car came up the driveway, the front door opened and girls figure in kimono showed in silhouette in the -doorway. It was Nellie, and she held q telegram. -s
 "You've been recalled, dear.' she raid to Bob. "rhe message just came; n was looking for you.'
 "Recalled-' Bob repeated. = ! ss "Yes; you are to<report at Newport News at the earliest possible hour. I've put in call for Chicago" she motion cd toward the telephone. I'm trying to find if ifZthere's Pennsylvania or Baltimore and Ohio train out for Wash ington or the Virginia capes tonight"
 Newport News", Jim reiterated. The name made strangely vivid and understandable to him the idea of war; 1t brought back from his boyhood mem- .orics the turmoil and panic at the 4~< sv< <>l fhn GnA s~4a vx-Ir Spanish fleet was supposed to Do sail ipg to bombard the American coast and citizens clamored in terror for 1American ,battleships to guard them sand when the Oregon was rounding 2the Horn to- re-enforce the Atlantic fleet What's happened?
 That's all they say" Nellie replied to Jim, but her eyes never left Bob. s"He's to report Immediately. Do you s,want me to follow you to Virginia, Bob, or wait here till you can wire me vhats lfkeiy to be'your home stationT' That's best, Ithink, Nellie"
 issFor me 10 wait here awllilew
 "Yes; I'll leave money for you now" {" sHe stepped. half dressed. and wrote a check at the desk. There, that will cover expenses till next pay day. I'll spotify the department to send you the fnext checks direct. IwOn't need any Course" .
 "I'n keep my address at the depart. Ecnt," Nellie agreed steadily. She wiped her eyes with the corner of the shcct while he was not looking. He was talking. shc knew, about the pen. 1sion to be paid her if anything hap pened. If anything happened.
 His arms were dbout her. and he was holding her again. He had bun dled her Up and was hugging her tc him. A4
 Nellie! My little Nelliev' That was gall he could say, her name over and over again, "Nellie.'
 She could only cling to him as he held her, and now be was putting hci down. When he was ready to gel into the machine he looked up at her mute. and mute she remained as slle .Eatched him wave to her from his seat Decide ,Jimy, Then the turn in the road took him out of sight.
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 The roadster, driven over deserted highways, rushed swiftly toward Chi scago. It was midnight, and with the full moon. still bright overhead Jim had no difficulty in driving. The speedoni- eter strip, under the little light on his dashboard, registered over forty miles an hour. It was slow compared to the pace which he had driven im pur- suit of Ingouf. but there was no need now even for the speed at which he