Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-07-01

fools. IL would be the real EngHsn
good luck If Brent were to stumble
on something which clevorer man
would never find 1t is so much easier
, TO defend ones self against clever
! men"
Il don't think We need worry about
him." ejoincd her son. "lIe wouldn't
even understand what carrier pigeon
was for II II flew up under his nose
Neither would that young Pennicuik
you introduced me to coming from the
station. tho he's n very different type
ia other respects. A llt;le while ago
| don't suppose he knew ono end or
a rifle from another and in a few
months more, IL nothing happens to
prevent 1t, he will be fighting with the
best of them. They have no science.
these English. but they certainly have
Il wonderful spirit. Do you know.
mother. it's sometimes quite an effort
for me to remember that I am 4 Ger
man. The English ideal certainly has
genius for absorption.
My son! Do not say such terrible
things. even in Jest. You are a Ger
man and some day you will be a
great German like your father before
you"
Perhaps" agreed Charles rather
moodily, but 1t isn't always as simple
ones duty lies. However a German
: | am. as you say, and SO the father
lard must be my first consideration.
Did Fritz get all the dispatches
thru"
Yes. all of them; the fishing fleet
took them"
Good" replied Charles, his voice
now dry, brisk and busnesslike. "And
how many Of the Potsdam carriers
are left?"
Two. One of them has hurt its
wing, so the other must not be used
excepting on matter of the first i'm
portance."
4 satisfied smile touched lightly at
Charles usually stern mouth. Would
YOU call a map OF the English mine
field of the first importance? he
asked.
Mrs. Sanderson gazed at him for a
second hardly daring to believe her
ears. Then a light of enthusiasm that
seemed TO transfigure her comely but
commonplace face kindled in her
eyes.
My son, do you mean it? How
ever did you get it?"
Very simply. Stayed in one lunch
time and traced it, There you are"
He produced his pocketbook and, TAX
ing from 1t n thin sheet of folded pa
=. per. handed it to his mother. who
undid n few buttons of her tight black
satin bodice and thrust the precious
paper within.
Then with something almost cere-
monial in her action. she took her
sons head between her hands-they
We're nearly OF n height-and kissed
him on the forehead "You have done
n great thing for the fatherland," she
said solemnly, "and our imperial mas
ter will not forget you. And now tell
me, what about these troops from the
north; that is a vital question to
which we must bend all our energies.
Are they going thru?"
Charles shrugged his shoulders 81
can't quite tell. My department
hasn't touched them. but from what
can make out there seems very little
doubt they are on the way"
But, Charles. they are relying on
nc for confirmation. What are we to
dor
charles looked at his watch. "Well,
/ have left instructions with Gluck-
mann that he is to let us have mes
sage here between ~ and 1 this
morning. lie may be calling now. Is
the coast quite clear?"
quite. | think, but will ask Fritz.
Just ring the bell, will you, Charles?"
=. Charles obeyed and in a moment
Fritz answered the summons. When
he saw that the Sandersons were
alone in the room his expression
changed, and, closing the door care
fully, he came right up to them.
, Fritz. is everybody out?" asked
Mrs Sanderson.
Everybody. Meestair Pollock. he
was In at the telephone, but he has
Just gone out to buy a paper and |
saw Mr. Brent go with him. Miss
Myrtle. she is In her room, and Mrs
Lee and Miss Pollock, they are In
their rooms"
Good" replied Charles. Hang
about in the passage and keep your
eyes open. Fritz We're going to use
the wireless. Mother, you STAND oy
the window"
When Fritz had left the room, and
Mrs. Sanderson had taken up her
post. Charles crossed over to the fire.
place, and pressing the spring.
brought the Marconi installation re-
volving round toward the room. He
placed the receiver to his ears and
picked up the key. Silence rewarded
him.
Funny that he isn't calling" NUT
tered Charles glancing at his watch
again. IL will try signaling him." lie
tapped out a call and waited again.
What the devil can be the matter?
The thing can't be out of order He
bent down to examine 1t and caught
sight of the damaged detector. Dam
nation! Somebody's been tampering
with IT, Mother, look here"
Mrs. Sanderson fastened across the
room, her black satin dress creaking
and rustling, her face flushed with
agitation.
Impossible. impossible!" she cried.
"No one can have got at It,"
whats the good of saying It's I'M
possible?" said Charles impatiently.
|, 81 tell you the detector's smashed to
} pieces Look here"
Mrs. Sanderson made violent ef-
!. fort to control herself. tho her hands
wero trembling.
J at was all right last night" she
said. II got your message"
Then IT'S been done this morning"
said Charles. '"who's been In here2
That's the question. mother"
Everybody. l couldn't help II,
thanks to the accident to the lounge
Every ono expected to come In here
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