Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-07-18

to find ner. And now--if not at
| SchlosY SZonok---elsewhere.
AS the darkness of the mountain road
| deepened. swift vision came to HIM The
| possible danger of attack. -. Out OF
| the gloon" of shadowy rocks he had
vision of men who interposed. barring
| his way. man in a cap asking the
| time Vienna-the night that he had
| left Marshka. when the three men mad
attacked him! The face of the man in
| the cap and the stranger or Bart1eiu-
they were the same!
He could have shouted aloud in the
oy of the revelation. The man VINO
had attacked him in the streets OF Oh
in Bartfeld. A German? Who eise
Perhaps the man who had shot at him
in Vienna-at the knopisht railroad
station. a minion of Goritz. Then Goritz
could not be far away.
Renwick strode down the mountain
side toward the distant lights OF the
valley, like a man in seven League boots.
searching eagerly meanwhile the gloomy
peaks above him to his left for signs CT
He could distinguish nothing amid the
deep shadows of the mountain side. But
| the lights below heckoneds warmly. and
| finding, a road to his right at the foot
| of the declvity. he went down toward
them rapidly. knocking boldly at the
| door Of the first house to which he came
| An old man answered his summons, 2
tall old man with long pipe in his
hand who inspected the visitor nay
rowly. -.A
~ have lost my way" said Renwicl
with a smile, "and thought you might le
me have a cup OF milk and some bread
for which / will pay generously :
The man in the doorway waved MS
hand in assent. and Rcnwick followed
INN into the house. where his host made
| A motion for him to be seated. \ gir
| and a woman sat by the table knitting
and an old crone sat in large chail
'by the fireplace, in which some embers
| still glowed. Renwick was hungry, but
not nearly so hungry as impatient fol
| the crumbs of information that these
worthy people might possess, and SO he
| invented a story while he ate which tht
| girl, who spoke German more fuentl4
| than the old man, translated TO hei
| elders The woman at the table spoke 8
little German and shyly added her share
to the rather desultory conversation
Eartfa was not far only few mile:
over the mountain--a short distance by
wagon or horseback but something of
| distance for one who was weary ant
footsore. Herr Schoff had come all tn,
| way from Mezo Laborcz--and afoot? !
newspaper writer9 That was danger
GUS occupation in times like these.
Renwick. having finished his breat
ton ton to the possibilities of Dukla Pas,
| from the Russian point of view as &
means Of invasion of the, Hungarian
| plain, and II was soon QuNe clear tina
| this possibility had not been absent from
their minds. Renwick praised the effec
tiyeness Of the Austrian army which h,
had seen, and quickly reassured them
| For Dukla Pass, as he had heard, wal
but a slit in the mountains. which tn,
Austrians could easily defend. A few
| guns upon the rocks. and a million Cos
sacks could not break through.
1t was encouraging, the man put il
in his patois for they had been greatl!
disturbed by rumors among the country
folk and many soldiers already hat
passed through.
"It is a place Of historical interest,
said Renwick easily. "a schloss or tw
perhaps" T-
Javorina--Jagerhorn. yes-but mer
ruins. long ago the property of tn
| Rakoczy family. And Szolnok-" Her
the man paused, glanced at the girl an,
the woman. and they both made TIL
sign of the cross with their forefinger
at their breasts.
In the slight period of embarrassment
which followed. Renwick regarded then
with a new interest. The old crone a
the fireside, who had been leaning for
ward with a hand cupped at her ear
caught the significance of the gestur
and solemnly initiated them.
"Ah. remember now said Renwicl
with an air Of seriousness which match
ed their own. WAS it not Fat Szolno
that Baron Neudeck was killed."
The old man glanced at the other
before speaking,