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The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28
THE CALL TO ARMS

It is estimated that 1OOOOOOO Americans will be subject to the sectve draft The first thought is of exuaton that country is able to supply such host The second is that they the very flower of the land and what pity is that they should have to be called from the ranks of industry to the ranks of war.
 Behind these men are ten millions of young women the brightest sweetest fairest in all the world Even the
 unmarried among that number have everything at sakc for deep within their hearts the longing each for us band home and children. With peace this dream would in most be realized So that generation hence instead of ten millions there would be twenty millions ready for such call to arms as the present one
 But behind a there is that other compelling force called duty And that in its demands, is mperous that all else must be subordnated to it. Our country given its place the nations ufilment of determination that all should be born free and equal Not equal in fact for that possible but equal in opportunities to achieve for themselves fortune and honOred names
 To accompshe this the fathers of the republic offered their fortunes their sacred honor and their lives
 They did this tOo when there rich government and country reinforce them; they wrought their destiny amid suffeng and ardps and dangers and poverty extreme they atered and at the end of weaed lives they left priceless heritage to their children maintain and improve upon It is that nheritage and the duty to maintain it that brings the present call
 The of such sres cannot falter now. The fathers fought to forge wonderful dream into reality It is the sacred duty of their to preserve that reality vioae
 When the fathers doing their work, the world looked and wondered if they could succeed it has looked since and marked the mighty advances that have followed Now watching and wondering n with those advances the high aanmens of the fathers have been preserved This has been the question all around the world state war; declared by President Wilson This is behind sha Joffres plea that small American army sent to France It is to this question effectively that Colonel Roosevelt moved with the burning desire to lead army vision into France.
 And while the present upheaval may shelter great many hopes it good thing after a It the way that the hood of nation IS kept exalted; it is the emphasize the world that free government instead of breaking spirit of people, lifts them makes them jealous of their advan taes and nerves them to make needed sacrifice prevent free government from pershing from the earth.
 Up to date the old flag has been carried war that 1t has not held more and majesty its folds its return. It may back backened by baesmOke and rent by the hostile missiles of war; but has like eagle from sormwith pumage rued and featherless pnions dence to it's scream.
 It will be so this time, and the strongest nations will take to themselves the thought that whatever their future dreams erican eagle to arms
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

MRS. V. P. ABBOTT
 PUBLIC sTENoeRAPHER Windsor Hotel cordova.
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

The city council of Seward showing the proper spirit in putting plot of ground in condition baseball park the cost of which will be $750 little encouragement of this sort Ill CordoVa would do much to stimulate interest in national game We have the material here for teams m Alaska and little money expended the park to condition suitable for practice and playing would certainly be apprec aed not only by the players who willing their services for the of the public but also all who would enjoy athletics Such park could also be as playground for the children something that badly needed in Cordova. Will the city council do it's bts
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

The New Worlds recent pronouncement that this is al congress without brans may be slight concessions from notable Democratic to those who abored nightly to elect of another political color Still mustn't take the Worlds freuness too much in affected by that Atlantic coast eveness and mpatence usually betrayed in periods of excitement and dangerous follow be the mldde and the west that doing the hinking-and
 listing though the eastern seaboad probably leads the num- Der of square feet of flag beaten by the breezes.
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

The Britisher will give the vote to who are 3O of It is assumed by the who the vote giving that of less than 30 years lacks the pta machinery necessary the voting booths That's one of jokes of which the Engishman can't The age rule will keep many women away from the polls In spite of the equazng influences undertaken by modern civilization continues to be tender the age question: The day New England woman 9 earth bought tombstone herself and gave her age as TO-
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

The Juneau papers are hagging who shall be the leader of the Democratic party in Alaska while hasn't particle of interest the matter knowing full well that it's only matter of spells in which few politicians trying to feather their nests.
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

The trouble with being Socialist that one never knows whether he not They've just read Charles Edward Rus sell out of the party but he continues think the cards to sit in
The Cordova daily times., 1917-05-28

Representative Gardner of Massachusetts going fight the foe and the gardeners America enlist ed in the cause.
The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1917-04-12
WHY OIL GAINS THE WATERS
Fact That There 10 Little Internal
Friction Between Its Particles
Supplies Explanation.

Waves in mid-Ocean are caused en-
tircly by the action of the wind. The
adhesion between the rapily moving
particles of air which compose the
wind and the surface particles Of the
water causes the waters surface to
be dragged along with the air. Small
ripplcs are Immediately formed. These
ripples oon ovcrtake others near
thcV. They unite, and due to the fric-
ton between the water particles, each
succeeding ripple piles up on the top
Of the previous ones, says Popular
Science.
Just as soon rs oil is spread upon
the water, however, the size Of the
waves is reduced like magic. The
reason for this is interesting. OH, un-
like water, has very little Internal
friction between its particles. The
ripples of oil formed by the wind,
therefore, cannot pile upon each other
to any considerable height. Hence,
water waves cannot grow in an area
Of oil placed about a steamer. They
begin to fall down instead. BY the
time these waves reach the boat they
will have lost their formative ripples
and the result Is IL perfectly calm sur
face owe the portion Of the sea
through which the boat Is making Its
way,
The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1917-04-12

though they were-understood my po-
stuon and took me to their command
er. l waited perhaps two minutes at
his headquarters; then there strobe
out, lingering my card, no less a per
son than floureddin .Bey himself.
Our meeting was not really strange,
for upon the outbreak of the war he
had been recalled by his government
to take active service in the neld.
But at the time it overwhelmed me
with amazement. and I had a sudden
sense Of impending tragedy, Is though
fate had brought us three together
again to of1ciate at some dreadful
drama.
General Noureddin Bey knew me at
once and was hardly less surprised.
But the first glance at his face con-
WINGED me that my fears we're we'll
founded.
Doctor 1mmanuel?" I asked, and
explained hastily the purpose Of my
mission.
HE is not here" answered the
General gloomily. "He is a prisoner"
But he is a DOCTOR" l exclaimed.
HE is accused of espionage" an
swered the General. "A complete
plan Of u Notifications was found
upon him yesterday"
1T was some mistake. You know
1mmanuel; you know that he is in.
capable of using his honored profess
sion to play the spy!" l cried holly.
THAT is what I have telegraphed
to Constantinople," answered General
Noureddin Bey gloomily.
But why have you telegraphed
there?" l asked. "Why did you not
release him?"
Because" replied the General
slowly, "a court-martial has found him
guilty and he has been sentenced to
be shot at shutdown, and only the
Sultan can save him!" Then, seeing
my expression of horror, he added:
my friend, I loved Emmanuel better
than any man l had known. But this
Is war and personal feelings may not
count. Were ! alone concerned l
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3 BEFORE"

might release him, but the laws OF
war are strict, and l could not at.
tempt to do sc without a mutiny
breaking out. l should myself be &C.
cused of %treachery and suffer death.
And" he ended sadly, 1.-The Doctor
has made no denial and no defense.
How could he offer any when the pa
pers were found inside his shoe?"
you searched him."
eyes, after his suspicious actions
had been made the subject of COM
ment in our camp. Brit come and see
him." he continued, land we will
await the reply from Constahinople
in the prison."
He took me Familiarity by the arm
and led me through the monastery in
which he had his headquarters, along
a paved interior court and into a
gloomy building at the rear, formerly
the monks chapel. There, closely
guarded, I found Emmanuel seated at
a table, writing. AS l approached he
sprang to his feet and grasped my
hand warmly.
Il felt quite certain that you would
come" he cried. Il heard that you
on the way to Salonica. / am
SO glad to see you, my dear fellow,
on the last day of my life."
Don't say that, Doctor!" I cried
wildly. "You-a spy! That is pre-
posterous. Did you not explain?"
He hung his head. There was
nothing to explain" he answered.
THE documents were found hidden
in my. SHOE"
]. looked keenly upon him, my heart
swelling with pity and grief. He was
just the same little gnome.like figure
of the old days Of our friendship; the
beard was a little grayer, the eyes
perhaps frightened by the anticipa-
ton of death, which. whether we fear
or welcome it, means SO much even to
the bravest. l turned away, choking.
Then Noureddin Bey lost all his dig.
nifty and calmness. ~'e ran forward
and seized Emmanuel by the hands.
you are no spy" he cried. Tell
me how that paper came in your
The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1917-04-12
SORROW"

his back to the white wall; then there
came a roar, n jagged sheet of flame,
and he sank down sidewise, pushing
out his hands as though to save him
self in the fall, and lay motionless
upon the flagstones. The sergeant
stepped up to him with his revolver.
but there was no need to use it.
Then l became conscious that
Noureddin Bey was staring into my
eyes with the expression Of a soul
racked in hell.
my God!" he said in a dazed way,
"all this has happened before!"
Pentapoulos was q wounded soldier
whom the Turks had picked up after
q battle, l read In the letter which
the Doctor had left for me. Emmanuel,
visiting him in the hospital, had found
him in deadly fear. His arms were
broken and in his belt, which he could
not reach, was the plan of the Turk
ish works. lmmanuel had taken It
from the spy with the intention of
destroying it; but he had been detect
ed in possession of it and had gone to
his death to save the Greek boy. It
was a fitting death and somehow Just
what l should have expected of the
Doctor. For men of fine nature who
should have been cast for heroic lives
often find their need in the manner
in which they die. l could not have
wished otherwise for him.
But. as l have said. he left a larger
hope behind him. and l, for one, be-
lieve that the cosmic dust will in
some cycle of time to come restore
to some new world the little, heroic
figure that we knew, no longer gnome-
like, though; cast for q larger destiny,
and, l am sure. n equally ennobling,
Copyright by W. G. Chapman)
The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1917-04-12

head from his body. Choose now,
either strike him or die with him.
Then my friend. raising his calm
eyes to mine, said: Strike, friend,
and fear nothing. For I shall die
in virtue and my own salvation is
sure; but If you die-who knows?'
And IL smote his head from his
shoulders as he had hidden me-"
The recollection seemed to agitate
the ambassador even now, for his
voice shook with emotion in the tell
Ign of it. Then Emmanuel said:
perhaps somewhere on earth he
is living, nov Monsieur"
The other made a gesture of hope
l%essness.
How should I know him?" he
asked. "Would fate bring US to-
gether?"
Perhaps" answered Emmanuel
Perhaps you will yet meet. He may
be born to you as a son, or come In
some guise hard to pierce. yet posi-
BILE, II you watch keenly."
Noueddin Bey smiled and shook
himself, as though to shake away the
weakness that had overcome him.
Perhaps" he answered, in a tone
that indicated his desire to dismiss
the subject.
"And yet" continued Emmanuel.
there is this danger-this terrible
danger. II you do not take care your
story may repeat itself. 1t is a way
things have. You know the wheel
that has once made a rut is apt to
traverse it again; after that it is still
more likely to do so as the rut grows
deeper Then 1t requires intelligence
and foresight to avoid the rut. So
there are ruts in the soul, Monsieur.
Beware that you do not kill your dear.
est friend in this life. too, for next
time it will be doubly hard"
That ended the strange converse:
ton. Halt an hour later the ambas.
sador took his leave. On the next
Friday Emmanuel sailed for Calais,
en- route for Greece. and soon after
l a called back to America. I hard,
The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1917-04-12
The Great Compliment,

The late Mrs. Ellington was not the
first Of her name to win fame upon the
stage. There was a Mrs. Ellington IN
the latter part of the eighteenth cen
fury, whose wonderful voice gained her
n Of the prettiest compliments ever
paid a singer. When Sir Joshua Rey-
nolds was painting Mrs. Ellington as
St. Cecilia his studio was visited one
day by Haydn. 1T is a very fine por-
trait" said the great musician, 'but
you have made mi strange mistake"
"What is that?" asked Reynolds. You
have painted her listening to the
angels" replied Haydn. "You ought to
have represented the angels listening
to her"
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ly hoped to meet the Doctor again fol-
years to come. He, l knew, was un'
likely to revisit America. and Greece
was the last country in the world that
I thought / was likely to visit.
How strange are the changes of
circumstances! Less than eight
months afterward the Balkan war
broke out and l WAS asked to lend
my services to the Red Cross expedi-
ton organized in America to serve
with the Greek army. We sailed from
New York for the Piraeus and fol-
lowed the victorious Hellenic armies
northward toward Salonica. There /
learned that DR.. Emmanuel was IN
charge of the Greek Red Cross serv-
ice at a little town not twenty miles
westward of my own station. The
Greeks were holding a large force of
Turks at bay, and the constant fight
ing required the unremitting atten-
ton and care of the Red Cross medi-
cal arm.
I took the opportunity to pay a visit
10 lmmanueIs headquarters. l 1Ounu
the Red Cross station; but the Doctor
was not there. He had ridden out
the day before, l was told, after a
skirmish, to treat the wounded, both
Greek and Turkish, who lay here and
there upon the plain. A few orderlies
and stretcher bearers with wagons
had accompanied him. Upon the field
was a small. badly organized Turkish
Red Crescent band of half-trained
doctors from the school at CONSTANT
nople. His work done, DR.. Emmanuel
had volunteered to enter the Turkish
camp with this organization in order
to render aid to some wounded men
there. He had not returned.
This was likely to be my only
chance of meeting my old friend and
SO I resolved to enter the Turkish
camp also. In war time a physician
is immune against injury; even half
civilized foes respect his profession.
l anticipated no difficulty, for ! wore
the Red Cross bandage upon my arm,
and actually I found none. The Turk
ish outposts-surly. illfavored fellows
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NOUREDDlN BEYSSACRlFICE


went out in the agonies Of remorse."
who were you, Monsieur?" asked
the Doctor curiously, and we all lis
tened with rapt attention.
MY name l do not know" began
Noureddin Bey. But I was very
much what I am now: a man of some
birth and holding high rank in the
Turkish nation in the early days of
Its history. when we were still a
nomad people in Asia-long before
the conquest Of Constantinople. Per-
haps it was about the tenth century,"
THAT might be-" the Doctor an.
swered. But unless your life was
cut short or racked by a great sor.
row you would not have been reborn
for nearly two thousand years."
MY life was torn asunder by sor-
row." answered Noureddin Bey.
There was 40 woman in the case,
though. We Turks did not. and do
not, interpret life in the exaggerated
terms of sentimentality which we con.
slider the chief weakness of you West
ern peoples. But u friendships are.
I think. all the stronger by reason Of
this.
my friend was an Occidental. He
may have been Roman or Greek-a
Frank, even, or perhaps some Cru
sader. I have no remembrance of
names or nations. except that l know
my own I met him when on an en-
bassy to the West from my sovereign,
and, savage soldier that l was, I fell
In love with the handsome boy whom
I met at the kings court. He was, l
think, a priest, or destined for the
priesthood. Opposites attract, they
say, and so intense was Dur friendship
that when I was summoned back to
Asia We vowed that we would meet
again. W. exchanged letters. After
some years the tidings came that he
was to lead a band of Christian mis-
sionaries into my country. They would
preach the Gospel there and invite
m%artyrdom. In vain l wrote begging
him not to come. He had started be.
fore the letter reached him, and, en-
tering Asia Minor with his band, bold
ly preached Christ there.
I'VE Moslems. too. accept Christ,
as you know; but he went further.
He cursed Mahomet as the Anti
Christ. The people fell upon him,
stoned him and his band, and finally
soldiers were sent to take them pris.
oners and bring them before the Sui
tan.
"The Sultan was in a bad humor
the day they arrived. One by one they
were led up to his throne, and, as
each being Intercepted, steadfastly
refused to accept Mahomet, his head
was struck from his body. At last but
one remained, the leader. And he,
being asked, mildly said that Christ
was his Lord and Mahomet anathema.
The Sultan made the sign. The exc.
c%utioner raised his blade. Then I
rushed in between, and, on my knees,
begged the Sultan, by memory of my
service, to spare the Christians life.
1.-THE Sultan looked at me sternly.
You, too, are a Christian dog? he
asked. And / weeping. denied it, but
pleaded for my friends life as the
greatest gift that my lord could be-
stow on me.
"The Sultan waved the executioner
away and turned to me. Then he
said. smiling bitterly. yours shall be
the hand that shall strike this dogs
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I reflect upon my friend
AZ ship with Phileas Emmanuel.

N"S OANSA P"S - "AO0S
theory thai reincarnation could
at once account for and solve many of
the more battling phases of nervous
diseases would, but for his untimely
death, have conquered the medical
world-when I remember the man, his
goodness, his unforgettable personal
ity, his shrewd common sense which
raised him even in the opinion of his
enemies above the ranks of charlatans,
I always think Of the text: HE saved
others; himself he could not save"
That the man who had solved 30
many mysteries Of personality should
fall a victim to his own ignorance, in
the face of his own warning, was in
deed an irony. Yet, with the larger
hope that he instilled into my heart
and the hearts of all his friends, I
cannot believe that his death was an
unmixed evil, or that the cosmic dust
will never again restore to some fu-
lure civilization the little gnome-like
doctor, with his small body and huge
head and big heart, to bring light out
Of darkness and Joy out of suffering.
u have made mention in an earlier
account of Noureddin Bey, the schol.
ariy Turkish ambassador to Great
Britain. Scholar he was, trained at
European universities, a freethinker
and yet not SO wholly touched by
modern scepticism but that he was to
be found among the Doctors circle,
patiently listening to Immanuel's ex-
positions upon the soul. Noureddin
Bey had been a colonel in the Otto.
man army, he had distinguished him
self in half a dozen campaigns before
he was given his post at London; he
was a fine type of Turkish gentleman,
and his wife was very popular in
London society.
1t was Noureddin Bey. who told us
the story of what he called his
spiritual awakening. He told 1t to us
in the Doctors house in London, and
l will reproduce his own language in
so far as l remember it.
You say, Doctor, that some can
remember their past Births" he said
to Emmanuel. "Well l can"
YOu!' exclaimed the Doctor In
surprise. "Why, Monsieur, only last
year you were holding forth upon
Herbert Spencer and the 'Unknowar
ble,' as you YER pleased to term the
Almighty"
THAT is true" answered Noureddin
Bey imperturbably. And yet l have
always remembered. But I always
looked upon 1t as a phantasy, a trick
Of the brain. l have even written
down the history of my last incarna-
ton as it was revealed to me in my
dreams. Little by little, since my
childhood, this earlier personality of
mine has been placed before me, gen.
orally in sleep, but sometimes in my
waking hours. But it was only after
/ heard you talk upon rebirth that !
came to realize that this was no
imaginative play of a superactive
brain, but my very own history. 1t
came to me in a flash: this figure
was 1, not the hero Of a partly writ,
ten romance. I had been dreaming;
now l awoke.
1T is WE'LL" he went on bitterly,
that it is not given to the majority
OF men to remember, for my last life
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-06-26
BOrrOW BetterS Record In
 WinnngBrooklyn Handicap
!" BENNY kAUFF

them at the wire, with Old Rosebud a length away in third place.
 From an inside position at the barrier, Regret, carrying 122 pounds, broke in front and set a pace so hot that t seemed no horse could live behind 1t. Ormsdale, Roamer and Old Rosebud were next, but Ormsdale had enough before the long home stretch was reached. Roamer hung on game until half way down the stretch, where he was through, while Borrow gradually crept up along side the mare, which he caught in the last 50 yards and beat her out by head. Old Rosebud, always prominent con tender, was third, a length back
 Chiclet was fourth. Roamer fifth, Boots sixth, Stromboh seventh, and Clematis II next, with Ormsdale, Omar Khayyam and Old Koenig bringing up the rear as named. The showing made by both Boots and Omar Khayyam was disap- pointing, each being slow in getting away from the post.