Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-07-15
BY j. E. Harold Terry
and Lechnere Worrall

tered in tho achievement Of that end,
to an extent inconceivablo to any one
not q Prussian.
atty: He is quito cheerfully prepared
to die for his country. and all that
sort OF thing" az he would ~. But
1t Is only tho German who has been
educated to such q pitch Of what one
ers everything done in its nanas 10
right This Is caused not % much By
the different character OF the two races
as by the different ideal which has
be called the nurse Of the world. She
takes young countries. holds them So
verely in check. rules them. trains
them up. and as they grow fitted for
gives It to them. Germany's ideal 10
far otherwise. II 10 the antiQuAtsd
ideal OF the absolute monarchy swsn.
ed to its uttermost limits. the ideal Of
the essence i. seii-assrandi.ement.
though self may be translated into
terms OF kaiser and country.
Nevertheless a spiritual passion 10
thing which has always made history:
And the lying. the plotting and the
deliberate cruelties of such spies as
those at Wave Crest were. after all, the
outermost ramifcations Of this ideal.
The work OF spies is sordid and Alb
what an Englishman would class ~
bad FORM" but in the majority OF
cases it is at least inspired by q gsnu-
Inc passion. It was so with all the
less degree with Fritz than with the
others But fraulein moved on the
fires of her conviction as on wfngA
And the Sandersons, mother and son.
though less strained and excitable.
were equally convinced OF the right
nf
the risks they ran with iron nerve.
The moral danger with all spies.
even such legitimate work as that BE-
ing carried out by Brent and MrA La.
undermine the individuals sense OF
values. Christopher felt this danger
himself. Not at the moments when he
was busy and the excitement and the
risk kept his brain occupied. but In
the fat moments after any violent &C.
ton. He was feeling 1t now az. ready
dressed. IL sat on his bed for . few
minutes ara tried to get himself IN
tune again before going downstairs.
He had lied hard all day to Molly: tho
and he had done It Tho point WA
would Molly ever trust in him again
when she discovered what good liar
he was? Any one can forgive q neoes-
sary lie, but a too great pitch OF &C
complishment is suspicious-if thing
comes SO easily II IL ten to one that
instinct will turn 1t on whenever con.
venient, or, at the least. the temptation
will be there.
Christopher Brent realized this. but
being very human, that did not worry
him nearly as much as the idea that
Molly. too, might see 1t from that point
Of view. He had tried that day. a.
much as was consistent with loyalty to
his work, to lie just SO clumsily that
Molly, when she knew everything
would not be able to reproach him with
being very adept.
A sudden distaste for the whole busi-
ness swept over him. He was In that
lax mood when even excitement ap.
true, he reflected. that the Sanderson1
were betraying the country which had
taken them in and trusted them, from
whom they had got money. position
comfort: but he, too, who sat at the
Sandersons' table and broke bread with
them, was planning to bring about their
downfall. 1t was an odious necessity.
At this point in his reflections his sense
Of humor mercifully came to his aid,
and he remembered that the bread
consisted SO often Of pigeons and that
week for the privilege Of eating It
He got up and stretched himself, but
stopped suddenly as the sound Of Q
piano being played In the hall sud.
denly began to surge through tho
and listened. 1t was Molly playing: he
knew that. Her particular talent was
music, and she had really studied hard
But her playing. though charming, had
always lacked force and depth Now
these qualities. though still tentative
and unequal. as though they were try
ing to force their way through, were at
last to be heard in her playing.
(To BE CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY
Copyright, 1915, BY Edward J. Codel