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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17

the deep traces left there by the sud
den ruin of his dreams and hopes.
Nous sommes foutus Eve are
busted)," he said to me in French SO
that the soldiers there would not un-
derstand.
"And where is the government ]
asked.
"The government no longer exists
$50 Kerensky has left? Where are
the remaining ministers 2"
"The ministers are in the Winter
Palace"
hurried to the Winter Palace. 1t
was here that the Kerensky govern
ment had declared through the lips of
Kerensky that it was determined to die
keeping its post.
The large corridors and vast halls
the walls of which were here and
there draped with gray cloth, were de-
serted.
Only the reporters room seemed
somewhat more animated. The chief
of the reporters of the capital of Rus
STA, L. M. Klatchko, is surrounded by
a group of men and is holding a pen
in his hand.
"This is the pen," he triumphantly
exclaims, with which the ukase ap.
pointing dictator was signed"
But where are the ministers? In
one Of the halls there is a general
walking about with worried face; in
the adjoining hall there is an admiral
The general is Minister of Wa,
Vanikovsky, the admiral Minister OF
the Navy Verderevsky. Behind q
table sits and accurately writes the
Chief Prosecutor Of the Most Holy
Synod, A. B. Kartashcff. The Minister
of Finance, M. B. Bernatzky, my for
mer professor in the Politechnic In
stitute, sits at the window and looks
into the street like a poor little
orphan.
No one pays even the least atten-
ton to the ministers; no. one comes
over to them with any instructions
All have deserted them in the mo-
ment of danger just as they had de-
serted Nicholas II eight months ago.
If the troops of the military
tionary committee will now appear on
the square in front of the Winter
Palace they will be able to capture
with their bare hands the entire
united cabinet without single shot
I returned to Offices of the staff.
The door leading to the Office of the
chief of the staff is wide open. At the
table there sits the colonel of colonies
in forage cap, and the quarter
master general, Poradlov. Neither OF
them issues any instruction or re-
ceives any reports.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17
By P. Arzubef

IN THE eve Of the revolution I
went to the information bureau
of the district military staff with
the purpose Of learning some news.
Everything seemed absolutely quiet
, and every one was. in his place. l was
surprised at the great number of people
who were staying around the Offices of
the staff, although it was rather late in
the night. In front Of the building
there were a few scores of automobiles,
for the most part old taxicabs which
had been confscated from cadets on the
Nevsky Prospect. But it was not pos
sible to make any use of these ma
chimes, since their chauffeurs dispersed
wherever they could.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17
They Had Come
for Information

The information bureau was in an
excited mood. From time to time
there appeared members of regimen
tai military committees, officers and
soldiers. Between them and the Off
Gals on duty in the bureau the follow
ing conversation was going on:
"Tovaristch, I came to ask for in
formation about the city. What is
going on in the city,"
Everything is quiet in the city"
as there enough troops on the side
of the government?
almost too much troops, Tova-
ristch."
"And SO the Bolsheviki can hope for
no SUGGEST"
According to our information,
Tovaristch, they are in a general
panic"
During the day the military-politi-
cal department Of the staff gained q
victory over the Bolsheviki; at a
meeting Of the officials of the te1e-
graphic company there appeared En-
sign Krylenko and made a long
speech. But the staff was also repre-
scented there by it's own speakers
After a lively rhetorical combat an
anti-Bolsheviki resolution was &C.
copied, and Tovaristch Abram (Kry-
lenko) went away very little pleased
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17

A YEAR ago this month the
~ Danish West Indies became the
Virgin Islands of the United
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17
A Rumor Spreads
of Sailors Revolving

About II o'clock at night a rumor
spread that a section of sailors was
revolving on the Konnogvardensky
Boulevard. An ensign was sent with
an automobile to confirm this infor-
nation. I volunteered to accompany
him. We rode through the entire dis
trict, but found no sailors whatever.
The streets, with the exception Of the
Nevsky Prospect, where few hooli-
gans were making noise, were all
quiet. On the Jukolayavsky Bridge
there was a guard which had been
sent out by the staff. Streetcars were
still circulating on the Trotzkaya
Bridge. The prepared plan of an at
tack upon the Smolny Institute had
not been executed.
/ returned home.
On the following day, shortly before
noon. there spread all over "bourgeoise
Petrograd," the Offices, shops, stores
and banks the two words, which meant
very much:
ct begins!"
There began what had been expected
with horror Or with hope by citizens
and by soldiers and by workmen in the
factories, and by women at home. and
by all, with the exception of the
leaders of the Revolutionary Demo
Gratis and the members of the Provi-
sional Government. The latter two
groups to the last minute refused to
believe that there was any danger
from the Bolsheviki, and when the
Bolsheviki began to gain control the
others sank into despair.
At that moment the Bolsheviki
guards were occupying the State
Bank and the telephone station. The
fortress Of Peter and Paul also was in
their hands. The Council of the Re-
public had been dissolved. About
noon the Pavlosk regiment appeared
on the Nevsky Prospect and began to
inspect the documents Of officers who
were passing by.
l went again to visit the staff.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17
He Knew What an
Ultimatum Was

why shouldn't | know? 1t is such
a paper on which there is written that
all OF them should surrender within
twenty minutes. Otherwise they will
begin to fire guns from the fortress"
DO you think that they have no
guns in the palace 2" said l. "They
have here plenty of cannons, machine
guns and grenades, and they can
crush you to dust in few minutes"
There was silence for a minute. At
last one Of the delegates said:
I'VE ourselves understand that it is
improper for us to do it. But what
can we do? They sent us, so we 20.
Whatever the majority decide we have
TO do"
The article concludes with picture
Of the commander Of the headquarters
Of the staf, where the author leads
the delegates, and an emphatic review
Of the helpless situation Of the SUP
porters Of the former provisional gov
eminent.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-03-17
A Cadet Rushes In
With a New Story

A cadet, ragged and out of breath,
runs in:
"Sir Colonel the defenders are leav-
ing!" he says.
After a few minutes another one
falls in:
"Sir Colonel they are taking away
our arms"
The colonel Of colonies is silent.
Only his oblong face from time to
time convulsively jerks.
Precious minutes are fitting by.
Many of the officers who came to
offer their services are beginning to
leave. Also many of the officials and
officers on duty in the staff are de-
parting. The large waiting room and
the cabinet of the commander in chief
is slowly becoming deserted.
Four soldiers have appeared on the
square near the column of Alexander.
They were Bolsheviki. The enemy
was getting ready for the attack on
the building. The four men stood in
front of the building for a few min
utes and went away.
1t struck 8 o'clock. 1t seemed to
me dangerous to stay any longer in
the staff. / went out on the square.
Here everything was quiet. In the
distance / saw the street cars cross
ing from the Nevsky to the Dvortzovy
Bridge. 1t seemed that the city was
leading it's normal life. Only the
square, which was now surrounded b.
Gordon Of soldiers, was lost in q
silent confusion.
First there appeared line of sol
diers from the Patygorsky regiment;
they were at the head of Milionns
ULTRA (street). They were mostly
young, irritable men in metal helmets
which gave them a strange appear.
ance in the streets of Petrograd.
/ stepped nearer to them:
"Tovaristch!" they said to me, ave
are delegates from the fortress. We
want to see the commander. We have
paper for him, an ultimatum"
Follow me and I'll lead you to the
! commander"
On our way I asked one of the sol
/ diers whether he knew what an ulti
( m al f1yn
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Au.Suficient Reason

very pompous army surgeon was
sent 10 recruiting depot In the High.
ianus 10 examine batch of lads who
nad taken the Kings shilling. The alb
rupt, overbearing manner of the doctor
so frightened one nervous recru,, 49,.
no was unable to answer the first uues-
''oil as 10 his name and place of birth
why don't you answer?" roared the
doctor. What's your name, I saw"
sui the panic-stricken lad could onIv
stare open-mouthed at his ouestiSNer
who exclaimed: ''
Wny' believe the fellows. stone
oeat !! And, taking-his watch from his
pocket, he held it to the left ear ~
the recruit, saying: Can YOU hear that
ticking? '"a'
The youth shook his head The watch
was applied to the other ear with the
same effect. and then the doctor onered
'he walls of his indignation on the head
of the would be soldier.
What do you mean by enlisting when
you are stone deaf? Why, YOU can,t
even hear the ticking of a watch when
It's held within an inch of the drum, -,
your earl" Vi
AND then the worm turned.
ehe no gaun," said the recruit, find
ing his tongue at last,
And when the doctor. hoIdinp tho
watch to his own ear, found thai. n
had indeed stopped, his feelings were
too powerful to be expressed in words,
extensive though his vocabulary ordi.
nariiy was-Tit- Bits.
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You've come far enough" her voice
shook, but she faced him bravely. Be
sides, | don't think you'd ever want
to" She could not finish. but by the
sudden jump of the arm in hers she
knew he at least understood. The night
air grew hot and sitting while she
waited.
DO you really care?" His voice was
stared in her bewildered face.
"Marilyn. | thought you lived up there.
far out of the reach of a poor chap like
me. So | didn't tell you I'm really on
my own way home just a little far
ther on" The warmth in his voice sent
the blood hot through Marilyn's cold
veins. But all she could say sounded
for the moment stupidity irrelevant.
through college"
III. two years my college debts will
all be paid" He paused. will you
Take house on b street," she
laughed happily.
When, half an hour later, Marilyn
handed her pay envelope unbroken to
her mother the latter looked at her in
quiringly.
But /haw about the waist, dear?"
For moment Marilyn paused-she
had forgotten all about it.
II don't believe | need it, mother
dear. l just thought j did"
Tomorrov's Complete Nore1ette-
"LUCiHe'S Cousin"
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Real Yankee Language

A French soldier who came proudly
up to an American in a certain head
quarters town the other day asked:
You spik French?"
Nope" answered the American, mot
yet"
The Frenchman smiled complacen,ly.
Aye spik Eengleesh." he said. The
American grinned and the Frenchman
looked about for some means to show his
prowess in the foreign tongue. At that
moment French girl, very neat and
trim In her peaked hat, long coat, and
high laced boots, came along. The
Frenchman jerked his head toward her,
looked knowingly at the American, and
said triumphantly: Chicken"
The American roared
Shake" he said, extending his hand
you don't speak English; you speak
American,"-London opinion.
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CHAPTER XII (Continued)

AKR. SMITH, these days, was keeping
NArather closely to his work, especially
when reporters were in evidence lie
had been heard to remark. indeed. that
he had no use for reporters. Certainly
he fought shy of those investigating the
Fulton -Blaisdell legacy He read the
newspaper accounts, though. most atten-
lively. particularly the ones from
Chicago that Mr.. Norton kindly sent
him sometimes. 1t was in one Of these
papers that he found this paragraph:
There seems to be really nothing
more that can be learned about the
extraordinary Stanley G. Futon
Blaisdeil affair The bequests have
been paid. the Blaisdelis are reNTr- Mr
ing in their new wealth, ana MI,
Fulton is still unheard al IRON tn await .t the
i opening of the second mEsler!"Gs
nacket two years hence. rms. II
Understood, is the final disposition 9i
his estate; and II he Is really ue ;ha
such will doubtless prove TO ne ine
ease There are those. however, VINO
remembering the multimillionalres
vell-known eccentricities, are :irs-
pecting him of living in quiet NE
Ynent somewhere. Laughing .nnt
sleeve at the tempest IN ths 1nng
that he has created; and that Iong
before the two years are up ne WI, G
back on Chicagos streets ,. aeootib tbat
ana smiling as ever. The tact tnas
~ n9 1,ttie t can be found in regard to the
south Amsrcar expofhns 4o this sapeSiHH sHspcioH
MI H.sn. ,,h srs oh where. on this terres-
trial nds " bail could Mr.; Stanley G; Fui; ID
ton tind place to live in unrepor'eu
retirement? .
nv smith did not show this para,
ronh 70 the Blaisdells. He DESTROYED
the paper containing it, tndsea fTtive erGmiRS siancs
III. h;s shoulder as he did so. 1t was at
about % IT this time, too: that Mr.. smith n
began to complain of his eyes Ia atto tn,,u5 10
wear smoked glasses. He SAID ne louho
the new snow glaring. ~ e,,i.,, +"
but you look SO funny ,I1S M Mr.: saw Smi5h him.
.sWhy. / didn't hardly know you
.Diidn't you. Benny" asked Mr.
smith. with suddenly beaming c@uit-
tenance, "Oh, well. that doesn't mat
ter. does it?" And Mr.. Smith gave an
odd little chuckle as he turned away
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-08-09

Theodore Thespian leaned on the raj,
OF his sea-going yacht soliloquizine
about love, while the blue waves rolled
and heaved splendidly, each blue wave
peing a super" under roll of canvas
But the waves were here and there
threadbare, and suddenly a wave ripped
and head bobbed up in the midst of
the heaving sea and stared around in
bewildered fashion.
Theodore Thespian silenced the audi.
ence's filters with one stern glance.
Man overboard!" he yelled in stem
torian tones.
Then the Super" managing to draw
back his head through the hole in tho
wave disappeared. Theodore heaved a
stormy sigh.
Another victim seized by the relent.
less sea, alas!" he said.
And down came the house with ro,rs
of applause.-Answers.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-08-09
Bu DADDY
OO IEIDII1
"THE WILD INDIANS"

THE Indians in olden times used to
believe that the Spirit of the Hills. ap-
pearing in the form of a gigantic bear.
kept guard over the mountains, working
good to all who were good and evil to
all who were evil"
Chief Many Cows went on with his
speech.
Are these omens favorable to our
attack on the Pale Faces? What think
you, my people?"
"I'n answer that whispered Billy
Belgium. II have a plan to send these
Indians sCooting home Where's, that
megaphone?"
Peggy handed It to him, and in a
moment he was gone.
From the Indian council came excited
cries. The braves were in a hot argu-
ment over the meaning of the omens.
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-08-09
Honeymooning

Billson and his wife went off fo-
their honeymoon in a motorcar. 1t was
brand-new, large touring car tn.
oride's father lent them for the occa-
sion. Billson drove the car himself.
He did not know much about drivinr.
but his wife trusted him. They whixzed
along at about sixty miles an hour,
and"
YES but where did they spend their
honeymoon" r
And Billson steered the car with one
hand and held Mrs. Billson with the
other"
But what I want to know is. where
did they spend their honeymoon?
In the hospital !"-Pearson's weekIv
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"I don't, believe in spirits, I want
scalps!" shrieked Much Hair A lot OF
the younger Indians took up the same
cry and marched around the fire chant
Scalps ~
Sitting Man arose and solemnly ad-
dressed the council.
Our young men have the fighting
fever 1t is a good fever Too long has
It slumbered in the veins of our In
lian braves. The omen of the bear is
good. But the Spirit of the Hills does
not want us to fight BOYS. 1t wants us
to fight. Pale Face men. They are worthy
foes. Let us fight them"
"Scalps! We want scalps! rang out
the cry of the young men, and in an in
slant the whole camp had taken it up,
warriors, squaws and pappooseS: ::
"Scalps! We want scalps =.
With loud whoops, the Indians rushed
toward the ravine. only to halt abruptly,
their yells changing to shrill cries of
alarm. On. a high fiat rock that over
hung the entrance to the basin, revealed
by a strange glow that came from be-
meath his feet, stood Lonesome Bear.
He was reared on his hind legs. his teeth
showing in an angry snarl. The glow,
ing from Billy Beigiums pocket cleo
trio flashlight. threw an immense shadow
on the rocks behind him. and made him
appear Of huge size.
In the silence that followed the first
ingly coming from Lonesome Bear, boom
ed out with echo-waking loudness.
The Spirit of the Hills speaks Good
to those who do good Evil to those who
do evil"
The Indians listened spellbound. All
except Much Hair: II don't believe in
spirits. I want scalps," he shrieked. He
raised his gun and pointed it right al
Lonesome Bear. Peggy snapped her air
rife, hoping to spoil his aim, But Much
Hair shot first.
Then Lonesome Bear. did a queer
thing. He pretended to catch the bullet
in his paws. like a baseball player
catching a ball, and swung his paw as
II throwing the bullet back. AS he did
so. the shot from Peggy's rifle hit Much
Hair right on one of the burned spot:
on his legs. With an awful howl hi
dropped to the ground as If his leg wers
broken.
The Indians gave loud cry of won
der and fear.
(TomOrrOtC UW be told hoU the
Indians get their chance to f9ht)
Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-08-09
Cosy-An Idyll


They'd called her Cosy whilst her hair
hung loose:
The name was prHtty, and remained in
When, in the flush of womanhoods au-
rora,
she told me that her real name was Cora.
cosy by nature: free~~from tantrums,
nerves
And fitful moodiness; her graceful
curves
Suggested cuddle ranscendentalized, Sc.
rene
In short. pure, plump girl a gracious
queen
And oh, I loved her-in the way Of
speaking
OF fondness that forswears possession
seeking.
Fair visions of slim ankles, silken
'hosey,"
Perturbed me not if they belonged to
Cosy
Her mother rightly deemed her safe"
with me.
l took her out and brought her back to
tea;
And after tea she sang of birds and
things
The sort of songs a modest maiden
sings
And looked at me with eyes that feisred
to glisten,
AS maidens do who have a boy to listen.
Then was I happy, with the full content
OF youth obsessed by newborn senti-
ment
Anon we sought the sofa, where we spoke
In whispers, and cut oft little joke,
Till Dad went off to bed and Mum grew
dozy,
And then my arm stole round the waist
of Cosy.
Bazaars and lectures were our chief
pursuits;
We raved of flowers and discoursed on
fruits;
And giving her one night a birthday
book.
| kissed the hand that cIutched the gift
she took,
And all the world was bright. She
neither smiled
Nor frowned, but called me SILLY child -
A Methodist she was and oft at church
I shared her dreams of biblical research,
The while the parson ralked around the
text.
OF lines that came before, or followed
next;
For was the shepherd ne'er so dull and
prosy,
I loved my Bible when sat by Cosy.
Heigho! She left the town where we
were born
Her father, well endowed with oil and
(But not, oh, not with wine), moved
up In life,
And Cosy Kent became a deacon's wife !;
A holy deacon's wife. so I was told,
And II soon skedaddled from the fold,
wayward sheep, forgetful of the Lord
But now, grown old in sin, aweary, bored,
I'd fain be good again, as in the time
When lectures urged me to resolves SUBJ
lime
And all the future in my sight was rosy
And church was Heaven. and all the an
gels Cosy.
%. X. in the Sydney Bulletin.
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CHAPTER XII
The Toys Rattle Out

TARLY in December Mrs Hatt'e'
M ~ , oxtanded search found a
- ai'ei OH
satisfactory home. 1t was a somewhat
pretentious house, not far from the Gay
A., Hattie had II re-
lord place MRS. ha',,e nau
papered and repainted throughout anu
49,. rew batbrooms nut in. (She said
two nc" o",' ,,,a,, .,wavs
that everybody Who was any o0''
had lots of bathrooms.) Then she set
\ herself TO furnishing it, She said that.
" ~ ,,t.7o ~ tbe,r old fur
OF course very ht'ie u '" .,,'i.
niture would do at all. she was 'aik'hs
N Maggie Duff about it one day when
a. c,,i,,, oh,nced to come in. She was
Mr., sm''n chaheeu ~ so.,e ~ ~ bsrdsoma
radiant that afternoon in handsome
silk dress and new fur coat.
..ve.,,- ,ao,,ir. vary weI,-and happv.
iou iooe et.,, 80, he
Mrs. Blaisdell," smiled MI Snllth DIS lie
rreeted her.
~ ,,ar ,,5 Tn, nerfectlv happy,
am wen, anu III -. ,,i5 T
Mr.. Smith" she beamed. How coulu l
be,n IT, you know about the new home,
NJ, am ou raoa,, and Tn,
OF course "eh' OIL -.
ordering the furnishings. on, you don
know what it means to me 10 pe ape AT
last to surround myself with an me
beautiful things I've so longed TOT all
my life.''
"I'm very glad, I'm sure MT smith
said the words as If he meant them;
"Yes, of course; and poor Maggie mere,
she says she's glad, too-though | don't
see how she can be, when she never got
cent, do you, Mr.. smith But, poor
Maggie, she's got so used to being letr
out"
Hush. hush ~ begged Miss Maggie
you'll find money isn't everything IN
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Getting After the Zeps

Tommy, aged five. lives in "a North7 I
Easter town" (to follow the discreet
model of the official reports), and was
much perturbed by the recent visit OF
Zeppelin, which passed within a short
distance of his home. When he said his
prayers next night he evidently consid-
cred the occasion demanded special
petition. After praying as usual for the
soldiers, sailors, Indians, etc, he saio'
"And please God, If you hear Zeppe-
lin tonight, open the windows OF heaVen'
and-and-and-has God got gum
mammy?"
Mother replied that God didn't need
a gun.
"Please open the windows of heaven
and push it down TO our gunners lit
Bits.
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lust Who He Was

A clergyman was taking duty one Sum-
day for a friend who had a country par
ish. When he arrived in the vestry he
found awaiting him an old worthy. who
began to tell him where the various
things he needed were, what he ought to
do and generally to order him about.
This naturally reused the clergyman, and
at the first opportunity he said:
"Do you mind telling me who you are
and what exact office it is that you hold
here"
well, sir" declared the old man.
there's some that calls me beetle {;
there's others that call me a seXtant.
but the parson calls me virgin -
Tit-BitS
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Not That Kind

Mrs. Bowen has charming little
daughter of four who is terribly indis-
Greet. The other day, in the midst of
reception, baby cried and writEed on ac-
count of the toothache. Her mother tried
to console her.
"There, my darling. be reasonable !;
don't cry; your toothache will pass
away"
How will it go away?" replied the
child. her voice broken by sobs. Il
can't take my teeth out as you can,
mamma !'-Pearson's Weekly.