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UNITED STATES NOT
 PREPARED FOR WAR
MANY THINGS THIS COUNTRY IS LACKING PRESENTED BY
 CHARLES E. HUGHES.

Elihu Root Declares Germany Is Now Making War on Us and lt Is Ilither War on Our Part or 1t Is Submission to Oppression.
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
FOUR TIMES IN COURT
TO PAY SMALL FINE

The Berlin Lokal Anzieger relates
the adventures of a girl who sold her
theatre ticket at a Berlin box Office to
a soldier in uniform The soldier was
a policeman in disguise. She was
charged with unlawfully selling a thea
ter ticket.
Six weeks later her father had TO
appear before a magistrate. Three
weeks after this the girl had an hours
interview with the same official. A
fortnight later she was summoned be-
fore the court for youthful offenders,
which ordered a visit to mental
specialist. the expense to be paid by
the state In spite of lawyers protests,
the medical examination took place,
and was followed by a police decree
inflicting a fine of 80 cents. The pay.
ment entailed another visit to the
court and the letter OF German law
was fulfilled.
ADVERTISE CANDIDACY
FOR MARRIAGE.
The Berlin Lokal Anzeiger has sew
eral columns of advertisements from
candidates for wedlock. One runs
Elderly nobleman, divorced, without
fortune. wishes to marry as soon as
possible" A count belonging to the
original nobility also without a
penny. makes known a similar desire
Then there is a lonely widow" aged
49, who, Tin spite of terrible trials has
not lost her faith in the possibility OF
a happy marriage" and wishes to mar
ry man not over so.
lnterspersed between many such al
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
arts AND CRAFTS DAY At
Smyrna CENTURY CLUB

Special to THE EVENING JOURNAL
SMYRNA. April ARTS and Crafts
Day was observed at the Twentieth
Century Club Of Smyrna, under the
direction OF the chairman OF the Arts
and Crafts Committee. Mrs. Mary
johnson, last Friday.
Officers of the Smyrna Chapter Of
the Red Cross have been elected as
follows President Miss Bunice B,
Anthony; vice-president. Mrs. Eugene
Davis; secretary, Mrs. Harry O.
lTschundy; treasurer, Hervey p. Hall
J A meeting was held on Saturday in
the interest OF the Navy League, by
/ the Delaware organizer, Mrs. Alice NJ
Read.
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
BY WILBUR S. FORREST.

(United Press stan correspondent
PARIS, March 16-CBy MaiD-
Many times a day the little band Of
SO American College students driving
cars for the American Ambulance in
the Balkans get their fill of the hor-
rOrs Of war.
Ennis Brown. of Charleston S. c.,
the first of the 50 to return, is here
today. He told the story of Robert
Montgomery, a Princeton boy from
New York City, the only one of the
company wounded up to the time he
left on his way back to America.
Our work is in and around Monas-
tir,' said Brown, "and mighty rough
going IL is over perilOus mountain
passes and over country no man would
think of travelling in peace time
Smelling of our territory by the big
German guns is ceaseless. Even in the
town we are constantly strahed. Mont
gomery was sitting in his ambulance
one day talking to a wee tot of lit
tie girl who was interested to know
all manner Of inconsequent things
about the ambulances and Americans
i'm general AS they talked and laughed
a German shell fell. blew the child to
pieces and wounded Montgomery. He
is now recovering.
The boys drive their little cars I'M
der fire when necessary to carry a
spark OF human life back to safety
where it can have a chance to flame
up again.
Back there in the little English
cemetery. at SalOnica, Is one who will
never return. He is Edward SOtwell
Cambridge Mass. a former student OF
Harvard. accidentally killed on duty.
I'VE buried him Immediately" said
Brown, "A French priest conducted
the service while We stood around"
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
German Shell Blew Little Girl, American
College Man Was Visiting With TO Pieces

"Sotwell was the victim OF an auto
wreck not long after we arrived at
Salonica after a hard voyage on a stuff
fly troopship down the Mediterranean"
From Florina we headed directly
for Monastir" added Brown. I'VE ar
rived there just after the battle in
which Allied troops, including the Ser
bians, had driven out the Bulgars.
Dead were lying everywhere. The Bull
gars had retreated to lines north of
Monastir and as we drove in they were
Smelling the town. Bulgar and Turk IT.
regulars still occupied many houses
and were continually 'sniping' the sol
diers. None of us were hit.
The real danger commenced when
the Germans took over the Bulgar
lines 10 the north The Germans moved
i'm heavier artillery and gave Monastir
it's daily deluge of steel. Through their
system OF espionage and observation
it was not safe for even a small Ford
ambulance to move through MOnastir's
crooked streets. Shells would drop
Just behind the cars as they passed
along, the range at times so exact that
/ the explosions would follow the curves
and corners.
1.-The persistent Smelling Of Monastir
/ finally made it too unhealthy for the
American ambulances there 1t was
necessary to hide the cars in narrow
/ streets and never allow them to be
seen in the open squares. The ambu-
lance base was therefore moved to
Negozani, south OF Monastir. from
where we worked, always at night
bringing the wounded back to the base
hospitals from the front lines"
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
What is Going on in Germany!
As Told BY the Newspapers the TeuOnic Empires
Neutral Nations

Turing offers one reads the advertise
ments of detective agencies which I'M
dertake to discover whether promised
dowries are myths or realities, also to
furnish details of the pasts of would
be brides.
CLOSE DIARIES WHERE
LAWS is VIOLATED.
The Cologne Gazette reports in some
half dozen rural districts all churns
have been officially sealed by the au-
thorities because the farmers and
landowners did not fulfill their obliga-
tions in regard to butter supplies, in
spite of repeated warnings. AS a Pun
ishment, these districts have to give
up an extra supply of milk every day,
and they are further threatened If they
do not submit they will be cut off from
all supplies OF food and sugar as well
as illumination.
GIVES $4,000 TO FAMILIES
OF ZEPPELiNS HEROES.
The Cologne Gazette writes:
One OF our fellow-citizens, who
wishes to remain anonymous, has
given. in addition to a large sum for
our U-boat crews, $4,000 to help sup
port the families of any Zeppelin men
who may lose their lives in an attack
on London and thus assist in making
our worst enemy feel the horrors OF
war on his own body. The great-heart
ed benefactOr hopes many Germans
who. like him, expect an early and
victorious peace through the efforts Of
our U-boats and Zeppelins. will follow
his example. Contributions should be
paid TO the general commanding oul
air forces, Deutsche bank, Berlin"
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
fruit Growers MAY
Be EFFECTED BY THIS
Bv The limited Press.

RIO DE JANIERO. April Cali
fornia and Florida fruit growers will
probably feel the effects Of a govern
ment decree published here which eX-
empts Argentine fresh fruits from
customs duties. This exemption was
decreed in exchange for the reduction
of duties on several Brazilian products
IN Argentine.
In compensation TO the United
States for the free importation o.
Brazilian coffee, WIS renewed the
preferential tariff on American manu-
featured rubber goods, wheat, flour
condensed milk. dried fruits and other
articles.
Evening journal., 1917-04-04

vestigated seven complaints and took
thirty-three samples. The inspections
numbered as follows: vehicles, 40;
stores, 20; milk houses, II.
Evening journal., 1917-04-04

The big employers Of labor are calling
you--loolS in the Want Columns and be
convinced.
Evening journal., 1917-04-04
MIX INsPEcToR,s REPoRT

The report Of Mix Inspector Ulrich
submitted to the Board of Health to-
day shows that during March he in
Evening journal., 1917-04-04

Too many cooks spoil the
broth. When Time and Ma
ture are maxim VEL VET
no use anybody else
''''''" '"' 2sest%
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
TAKES OFF DANDRUFF
HAIR STOPS FALLING
Girls! Try This! Makes Hair Thick,
Glossy, Fluffy, Beautiful-No
More Itching Scalp.

Within ten minutes after an appli-
cation of Danderine you cannot find
single trace of dandruff or falling hair
and your scalp will not itch, but what
will please you most will be after a
few weeks use, when you see new
hair, fine and downy at first-yes-but
really new growing all over the
scalp.
A little Danderinesim Immediately dou-
bles the beauty of your hair. No diff
ference how dull, faded, brittle. and
scraggy, just moisten a cloth with
Danderine and carefully draw it
through your hair, taking one small
strand at a time. The effect is amaz-
ing-your hair will be light, fluffy and
wavy, and have an appearance of
abundance; an Incompatible luster,
sOftnesS and luXuriance.
Get 25 cent bottle of Knowlton's
Danderine from any store, and prove
that your hair is as pretty and soft
as any-that it has been neglected or
injured by careless treatment-that's
all-you surely can have beautiful hair
and lots of it if you will just try,a lit
tie Danderine. Adv.
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
IS CHILD GROSS,
FEVER|SH, SICK
Look, Mother! If tongue is
coated, give california,
Syrup of FiqS."

Children love this fruit laxative"
and nothing else cleanses the tender
stomach, liver and bowels so nicely.
A child simply will not stop playing
to empty the bowels, and the result is
they become tightly clogged with
waste, liver gets sluggish, stomach
sours, then your little one becomes
cross, half-sick, feverish, don't eat,
sleep or act naturally, breath is bad,
system full of cold, has sore throat,
stomach-ache or diarrhea. Listen,
Mother! See if tongue is coated, then
give teaspoonful of California
Syrup Of Figs" and in few h 'urs all
the constipated waste, sour bile and
undigested food passes out of the sys-
TEN, and you have well child again.
Millions of mothers give California
Syrup. of Figs" because it is perfectly
harmless: children love it, and IL new
er fails to act on the stomach, liver
and bowels.
Ask at the store for 5O-cent bottle
of California Syrup Of Figs" which
has full directions for babies, children
of all ages and for grown7ups plainly
printed on the bottle. Adv.
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
CHAPTER II.
Corydon.


A short days march north Of the
broad current of the Ohio, at the point
where two rapid creeks-Big Indian
and Little Indian-unite, stood a clus-
ter of thirty or forty cabins. The logs
that made the walls of the oldest of
them had been growing in the virgin
forest three years before. In the
center of the village was a grassy
square. In it new stone house, forty
feet square, it's walls two and One-half
feet thick, it's roof still incomplete,
stood in the shadow of the forest trees
which had been left standing around it.
From the little settlement the prime
val forest stretched away to the sand
dunes of the Great Lakes, to the hills
of the Ohio, to the prairies Of the Illi-
nois country, a vast tract of hundred
thousand square miles in extent; 81
lent, inhabited only by savage beast
and more savage redskinned hunter;
painless, dreadful, fascinating.
The settlement was COrydon; the
stone house the building which was to
be the first capitol of the territory and
the state hewn from the virgin woods.
Louisville, with 1900 inhabitants, 20
miles to the east; Vincennes, the Old
Post, with less than a thousand, 80
miles to the northwest; other than
these, no settlement of any size in all
that savage empire, large 8" England
herself.
Hither came all the picturesque fig
ures of the new West. First to come
was the patriarch, Squire Boone,
brother of Daniel Boone, the mighty
hunter of Kentucky; then Lane, the
Penningtons, the Spencers, George
and Spier, the popularity of the latter
giving rise to the old couplet:
'Mongst all the Boones thar's jest one
Squire;
'Mongst all the Spencers jest one
Spier.
Spier Spencer it was who opened
the tavern by the half-fnished court
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03

I thought not. Well go up to Con-
rods tavern and see what he can give
us before We begin to talk about
huntin' for worruk. A step, sir"
And with a last grimace at the tan
gled thing that lay in the grass, he
linked his arm in David's, and bob
bing ridiculously along, led him
through the woods.
TOinette walked on the other side.
David moved in happy dream. They
reached the door Of Conrod's tavern,
east Of the village-a square, low
house of stone, two feet thick in the
walls and with the most picturesque
of small-paned windows, vine-cur
tained-Mr. O'Bannon accompanying
his jerky progress with flow of elo-
quence on the advantages of Corydon,
where, it seemed, he and his daughter
had recently arrived from New Or
leans.
"Hurrah," he exclaimed as they en-
tered the low doorway. Here's Colonel
Posey; he'll find something for you to
do, be sure"
A gentleman with hand outstretched
to David's companion came forward.
ga good morning to you, Mr.. O'Ban-
non," he cried heartily.
A fine, compelling figure Of man
was Colonel Thomas Posey, as he tow
cred over little Mr.. O'Bannon, who
stood looking up at him with side
wise cock of the head. Splendidly he
filled his trimmed, light blue
army coat, with it's huge collar reach
ing up to his ears. His big shoulder
cape and his cooked hat, with it's black
and white cockade, lay on a bench
where he had tossed them. He looked
the Virginia gentleman he was by
birth.
The little old gentleman chirped
greeting and thrust forward his rag
ged charge.
''This is Mr.. Larrence," he said,
'la-ate of England and now come to
try his fortunes in the American
sta-ates. I am no herald to inquire
of mems pedigrees; it suffices me if
I know their virtues, Colonel Posey;
and if this young mans face be no
false witness, his virtues better ap-
parel his mind than England has ap-
pareled his body"
Colonel Posey laughed good-hu-
moredly.
"Still quoting Sir Philip, Mr.. O'Ban-
non? No doubt you're right. What
can we do for you, Mr.. Larrence?" 8
"Mr. O'Bannon tells me that you can
perhaps give me some work to do,
Colonel Posey. Is it true?"
Colonel Posey smiled again at the
young mans eagerness.
"Whatever Mr.. O'Bannon tells you
is truer than the Constitution. Well
find place for you somewhere"
"About that store of yours, Colonel"
O'Bannon said. "Ye're closing it up
while you make your trip to Louisiana,
aren't ye? Well, suppose you put this
young man in char-r-ge of it and let
it earn a dollar or two while yere
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03

The young man laughed. "They stop
to rattle here, thank God!"
But the little old man waved his
modesty aside.
'My name is Patrice O'Bannon," he
said, "and proud I'll be to know yours,
sir.''
"David Larrence," was the answer.
"You've already called me by mine,"
said the girl. "I'm Toinette."
David blushed fierily. "I-there
wasn't time-I had heard your father
call you by name"
"Never mind" laughed the girl. 81
owe you my life-names don't matter
now"
You'll honor me by being my guest,
sir" went on Mr.. O'Bannon. "Sure,
the fairies sent We here at this min
ute."
David became conscious of lis rag
ged clothes.
"Thank you, no." he said, "but if
you can help me to find work.
"Ho, hum % said the little old gentle
man relevantly. "Ye must find
worruk but first tell me, have ye
eaten Hoosier midday meal yet?
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house, and enlisted the men of the
country in that heroic company known
as "Spencer's Yellow Jackets" VIII
liam Henry Harrison, the young gover
nor of the territory, had laid out his
farm of 800 acres on the edge of the
village, and there planted his orchard
OF green pippins and romantics, land
hither, to Corydon, came his friend,
Colonel Thomas Posey, proud of the
title won in the war with England
thirty years before, but willing to
serve again as a private should a
second war arise.
AS the O'Bannons and their new
friend entered Corydon, David caught
sight Of young man, tall as himself,
striding away down one Of the narrow
village lanes. He stiffened like a dog
that sees it's foe.
"Who is that?" he asked sharply.
"ThatY' TOinette smiled at the
back Of the retreating figure. that's
young Doctor Elliott of Louisville. He
comes here once a week on his sOrrel
mare"
"Oh!" exclaimed David, relieved.
How absurd of him to suppose that in
this remote spot he should meet the
one human being he counted an en-
envy!
Toinette added no further word of
comment on the young doctor; for al
though Elliott had been paying her
court for weeks, she had not yet de-
cided just what she thought Of him.
Mr.. O'Bannon drew David into Spen-
GERS tavern and spoke word to the
proprietor.
'"They will take care of you here
tonight" he said, "and tomorrow I'll
come over and help you open up
Colonel Posey's shop. And now, young
man, wish you a good day and good
luck. Toinette and I live at the other
end Of the village"
From the door of the inn David
watched his quaint figure and that of
his daughter till they disappeared
from view. A legro boy carrying pals
of water came up to the tavern door.
David could not resist asking him
the meaning of a word he had heard
for the first time that day:
'Boy, what is a 'Hoosier?'"
The darky set down his pals and
scratched his head in an attempt to
| answer with exactness.
"Cap'n," he said finally, "Pse Vir-
ginny niger an Use seen all sorts O.
white quality in my day; but frs an
las these yere gemmen wut live yere
in Indianny an goes by the name O.
Hoosiers is de beatenes' lot O. dem all /;
dey:s got mo- quality blood in 'em N
de no'th'n gemmen, an dey's got mo-
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
An absorbing chronicle OF STIR
ring eUenfS that grew ont of the
battle of 1ippecarOe i'm the In
diana wilderness a century ago

gonew He leaned forward and whis-
pered something in the coloners ear.
The soldier nodded approvingly and
threw away the secret:
"Mr. O'Bannon promises to be re-
sponsible for you, Mr.. Laurence. Do
you think you can take care of the
business? 1t asks nothing more than
ordinary shrewdness in trading"
"But," David cried, overwhelmed,
"you know nothing about me, Major
Posey! Why-why-hOw can you
trust stranger with such a respon-
sibility?"
ooh, as for that" the major an
swered, ''you will be watched like a
hawk by Mr.. O'Bannon. For the mat
ter of that, Mr.. Larrence I think I'm
a fair judge of men, myself; and I'll
echo Mr.. O'Bannon's opinion Of you,
at first glance. No need to blush-we
say what we think, hereabouts."
David could only stammer his graft
tude.
Every we'll, then, I'll give Mr.. O'Ban-
non the key at once" He drew out an
enormous affair of iron and handed it
smilingly to Davids sponsor.
"And now for Hoosier dinner"
said O'Bannon, and he produced
Spanish dollar, which the tavern
keeper took with a nod. He waved
David to the long table. The rude
dishes were heaped with roast chicken
and wild duck. There were baked
buffalo fish and cornbread, and there
werey pitchers Of milk. At O'Bannon's
word a bottle of Madeira was added.
When David had finished he rose to
take his departure with O'Bannon.
Colonel Posey walked with them to the
door and laid his hand upon Mr..
O'Bannon's shoulder.
"And now, Mr.. O'Bannon," he said
affectionately, 81 must tell you goodby,
must I not?"
eyes," said the little old gentleman.
"You leave at dawn tomorrow, don't
ye? Goodby and God bless you, my
friend"
"Goodby, and good fortune!'
AS the departing guests went out
they turned and looked back. The tall,
sOlGierly man-one day to become gov
ernor of the young Indiana territory
was still framed in the cool shadow
of the doorway. He waved a courtly
hand--they waved gayly in return.
Little. old Mr.. O'Bannon hoped smil-
ingly to where the horses were teth-
cred, not seeming to notice that Toi-
nette had fallen step behind and was
walking at David's side.
O'Bannon and Toinette mounted
their horses, David lending a rather
clumsy hand to the girls assistance.
| He had always been afraid Of girls,
even ordinary ones, and Toinette
O'Bannon, as glance told, was not
ordinary. David knew that there
were men who would do small services
for ladies with gallant grace, but, he
reflected bitterly, they were not men
who had been humble weavers, who
had hungered for bread, been ar
raigned for rioting and seen their IA
theirs hanged.
And so they three went along the
mile of trace that led to Corydon, Da-
vid striding by the side of the horse
that bore Toinette, full of a thousand
speculations as to the mysterious will
dernesS into which this new tuEn of
fortune had plunged him. Seemingly
Toinette thought him a squire not to
be disdained, for several times she
beamed on him with liking unmistak-
able-but always at a time when she
was quite sure he was not looking.
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
CHAPTER l.
The Wilderness.


April-1811! Up the valleys of the
South spring stole tremblingly from
the farther South, along the river low
lands of Kentucky and up the sides
of the steep, pebbly hills on the Indi-
ana shore. First to come, like the white
guidons of an army Of peace, the BIOS
SONS Of the wild plum flung out diaph-
anous draperies against the mono
chromes of the soils and the dark
greenness Of the pine woods. Then,
in the open spaces and around the gray
log cabins on the heights the peach
trees flushed pink in the warm kisses
Of the sun. The new grass was
starred in patches by multitudes of
bluets, the blue-eyed grass, each tiny
flower as simple and as wonderful as
q little child.
Deep in a crevice of the limestone
strata that sank to form the bed of
Little Indian creek, hidden from the
ing, there lay coil of what might
have been mistaken for a rope-a coil
whose every fold was thick as mans
wrist, tawny, mottled with spots of
dull black, yellow-ringed. ;.
Along the path through the forest
there came striding a tall youth, in
ragged garments, little bundle slung
at the end of a staff over his shoul-
der. His fair skin was deeply burned
by the sun and his blue eyes were
yelled in anxious thought. He had
pursued another man over sea and
through forest wilderness with the in
tention Of killing that man if he should
overtake him.
Now, the young mans intention was
blunted. Months before it had seemed
the one right and just thing that this
other man should die at his hands.
This other man had caused the legal
murder of the youths father. But to
take justice into ones own hands, even
on such prOvOcatiOn as this, is an act
unspeakably dreadful; and weeks of
meditation had succeeded only in
painting it as thing more despicable.
In the fragrant breath of the vir-
ginal earth he cried out in an agony
of mind. A bourgeoning universe
shouted aloud for joy of victory over
death. Life rose by pressing her tri-
umphant feet on the prone shoulders
of her weaker brother, Death. For the
struggle between Life and Death is
actual, and Life lives by killing. God
himself ordained the killing and pro-
nounced it part of his eternal justice.
But the agonizing man who thought
of the life he had sworn to take with
his own hand-what could justify his
act? His act would be accomplished
The Benson signal., 1917-02-03
"A Fine Marnin', Young Ma-an.'

not that he might live, but in that
passion of the brute-revenge. The
sense of blood-guiltincss to come bore
down on David Laurence with it's mad
dening weight.
The young man reached the point
where the path forded the stream and
paused in surprise. On the farther
bank were two figures-a slender
young girl whose beauty made him
draw in his breath sharply, and the
figure Of an old gentleman in black
coat and knee breeches, bent over a
pile of brush which he was endeavor-
ing to coax into fire.
At the girls exclamation the old gen.
tleman rose to his feet stiff1y, brushing
the twigs from his knees.
"a fine marnin', young ma-an" he
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Scant.

SCant.
"What is your father fussing
about?"
"He was all ready to start for town
and he could not remember whether
he had brushed his hair or not"
"Good gracious, it would not take
him a minute to glance in the mirror
and find out -
''He can't tell by looking at it, he
has to remember"