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The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-09-02
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THIS war IS responsible for many foolish enterprises. One man planted potatoes in the three-foot square space of lawn between the sidewalk and the curb and all he got for his pains was beautiful bunch of potato tops.
The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-09-02

THE idea of trying to do something fol which you are unftted, something in which you lack experience, is unwise and unproft able. Direct your energy.
The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-09-02

Total to date ....:........ .$333. .OO
The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-09-02

A WHOLE lot of children will read out distress the news that unreasonable have cut down the castor bean crop in zil.-Exchange.
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Il don't quite know where should
Herr Renwick, are in the hands Of Aus
| trian officials"
Renwick nodded
You have won. Herr windt. I have
no plans which conflict with yours" He
stFaSn is tswsrd %sSy ed MaTishEI shn
| II we were to leave her for a few hours
she would probably eat and rest"
by all MEANS" said windt with
alaCrity, moving toward the door, And And
| II Herr Renwick Will follow me l think
1 can find another coffee pot"
Marishka did not turn from the win
heart was heavy within her, and through
| the glaring summer sunlight which
her face. she saw-Sarajevo! Sophie
Chotek alighting from her train. the
pomp and circumstance, the glitter Of
uniforms, the crowded streets through
which she must pass and the crowd
| which settled with unrest along the
street through which Sophie Chotek must
pass 1t was too horrible. She
namS aS that WAS TO done Sst
could only close her eyes to try and
shut the vision out.
Marishka started at small sound
from the direction of the fireplace. II
was curious sound. a subdued METALLIC
clink which nevertheless differentiated
itself with startling clearness from
among the already familiar sounds OF
the quiet summer morning. She started
up and peered into the shadows of the
hearth. There was something there, a
small object-round, wrapped In paper.
She reached forward quickly, picked II
up and examined It curiously, then took
of its covering. disclosing an Austrian
coin---a kroner-nothing more. 1t was
most mysterious. The thing could OBJ
viously have not come from the sky.
Who?
She examined the paper closely. 1t
seemed like a leaf torn from a note book.
There was writing on It, and moving to
the window she made out the script
without difficulty. 1t was written In evil
dent haste with a blunt pencil
"I have found a way to escape in a
machine from Herr Windt, II you vii.
come at once. Only one man watches
the cabin by the door. There is another
window and follow the hedge to the gar.
den wall / will be at the gate beyond
the arbor. Destroy this note.
HUGH RENwICK."
Marishka read the note twice to be
sure tha4 there was no mistake. She
quickly peered through the window by
the door. Yes the man was there
back against tree, doing. Anything
were better than this interminable sus-
pense-this horrible oppression of ac.
knowledged failure. To be under further
obligations to Herr Renwick was an
added bitterness to her wounded pride
but hope had already beggared' her and
she could not choose. She got into coat
and hat, and after another careful
scrutiny of her somnolent guardian
quietly opened the shutters Of the side
window stepped out into the shadow OF
the hedge, and made her way toward
the distant garden wall.
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CHAPTER VII
The Green Limousine

TTERR wINDT started up from the
1 bench on which he had thrown HIM
self. 1t was pity there was no earlier
train for Vienna. He stretched himself
trifie disappointed that there was to Be.
after ALL no test Of wits between him
self and the agent of the Wilhelmstrasse
who had followed the Countess Strahni
men had done the fellow In the motor
car no great damage, for his own In
structions had been limited but definite /;
t. save Marishka Strahni in all secrecy
at all hazards from reaching !ionopisht
before the Archduke and Duchess left
for Sarajevo. This simple task had been
accomplished with little difficulty. The
a person Of small caliber, had given up
his efforts or would seek a more
propitious moment. to carry 1t out later
In Vienna. Herr Windt yawned again.
indeed delight II a secret agent Of the
caliber of Herr Hauptman Leo Goritz,
or Ober LieutenanttFranz Scheib, could
have been sent upon this delicate mission
luck. Herr, Windt had made a careful
round of village and garden while Herr
Renwick remained )under the eyes of his
men, and there had been no sign of any
Gus peacefulness of the quiet garden.
The reaction which always followed upon
success, had set in. and the famous man
was now frankly bored and somewhat
fldgety. He got up and paced the stone
walk a few times and then gazed out to
where his most trusted Imam, Spivak.
was doing In the sun. Everything was
too quiet, too peaceful. The serenity Of
at his watch--stili four hours Of this
Internal quiet before their train left for
Vienna. He went to the door of the room
into, which Herr, Renwick had gone to
eey s sSwn Tn. 4nG oSssd o @ he rSG as
Herr Renwick was under parole and
would have the freedom Of the garden
in the immediate vicinity of the two
cabins. As the morning was hot he had
the trees. But Herr Windt now moved
with alacrity and crossed the small plot
of vegetable garden which separated the
corner ofI the small building which
sheltered the Countess Strahni.
Before the door, listening. a puzzled
look upon his face was Herr Renwick.
tho Englishman quickly "She sleeps
very soundly-or elise"
But Herr 'Windt did not stand upon
ceremony, for he thrust past the English
man. threw open the inner door. then re-
turned believing Justify.
Gone! The room Is empty"
Gone" cried Renwick.
Windt eyed him keenly
II have been yonder. by the trees,
near your man." protested Renwick and
there seemed no doubt as to his in
nocence.
"Hi! spivak! Linder! Hadwiser!"
cried Windt And as the men came run
ming from all directions, "She is gone.
What have you been atT'
Gomez"
by the window idiots; did none Of
you see herr"
mo, Herr Windt--"
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TIE CRACK IN THE BELL
ESTORY OF POLITICS IN PHILADELPHIA
q. BY PETER CLARK MACEARLANE

failed. Love is strong. Victor. but it
cannot overcome God !"
But God" debated Victor you can
not make me believe that God ordained
not love each other. That is mere
mere superstition"
Sylvy's eyes lighted. and II seemed for
n moment that she too was going to
argue, but her purpose changed
"A Jewess believes what she has been
taught" she answered. with a look of
pleading in her eyes-plea ding 10 be un-
derstood. she has to believe It. 1t is
born in her. II cannot be reasoned
with.
This speech and the manner of IT,,
the tone of 1t. had its effect. The little
gasp of pain which seemed to be done up
like capsule in every word of this ut
terance gave Victor Robinson for the
first time an intelligent conception of the
enormity of the task which his love had
set for him. Instinctively tsctfu. he at
once checked his importuuings. His out
stretched arms were lowered bur he
stood looking at her with love unutter-
able in his eyes.
Sylvy was standing with head down,
her shoulder toward him. her hand toy
ing with spoon upon the table. The
picture she made was entirely irresisti-
BILE. and calculated to shatter the strong
est resolution.
"Sylvy," Victor exclaimed, impulsive-
ly. CoaXtnely. AT least tell me one
thing Tell me If you--if you love me"
Sylvy remained motionless and for A
moment there was pensive silence Then
she responded in a faint little voice that
was barely recognizable, asking
What good will Il do? II saw No.
II will hurt you. If | say, ye--yes IL
VIII make us botn wild to think of the
But lit isn't impossible. Sylvv."
insisted Victor in tone that was almost
beseeching. Besides It would do me
some good Just to know that. It would
he some satisfaction--a great satisfac-
ton. Sylvy. II you could tell me that my
heart has not loved yours so long and
ardently without exciting at least a little
response in yours"
The girls pose remained unaltered. but
her heart was turning. She had never
before listened TO tones full of melting
'Sylvy!' he breathed. "Sylvy! Do YOU
love me?"
Sylvy did not dare to look at him
but her bent head was nodded slightly
and her quivering lips framed a re-
sponse that was meant to be no more
than whisper. but was overtaken by
some sudden gust of emotion in her
breast. Yes" she said, with a little
cry in the words. Il love you"
CONTINUED TOMORROW
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called up to Billy Belgium. He showed
her a whole handful. Light them one
at time at the bottom Of the tree.
so ] can take a good look" she said
to him. Billy Belgium did as she
asked, and by the Pickering light of
the matches he held in the opening
she looked up and down and all
around. No trace of Miss Purple Swal-
low. But what was that caught in
the wood near the floor? A feather!
A purple feather! Peggy held 1t up
quickly to General Swallow.
MY bride!" he shrilled. 'I'll know
her feather among a thousand Where
is she? Where is she?"
Peggy bent over to examine the
place where the feather had caught.
The wall here wasn't like the rest of
the tree. II looked like a hole had
been plugged up with chips and bits
Of bark. Peggy ran out to see what
was on the outside. At the point where
found big root leading down into
the ground. Peggy looked at 1t a
moment and then the solution of the
mystery flashed to her.
Freddy Woodpecker, come quick.
she cried. See II you can. open this
closed-up hole!" =.
Reddy Woodpecker went to work
with a vim and soon he had knocked
a tiny opening in the barrier. Peggy
helped with her hands and quickly
cleared away a mass Of broken wood
that had concealed a door into a
cavern beneath the tree. The cavern
looked very dark and mysterious to
Peggy. Perhaps some animal lived
there. She listened anxiously. Yes
there wRs a sound! A tiny little
moan!
That settled the matter for Peggy
Calling to Billy Belgium to light an.
other match. she ventured into the
cavern. The. flicker Of the match
showed a huddled figure at one side
Peggy cautiously crept to it. Yes, il
was poor Miss Purple Swallow-or all
AT was left of her, for she was un-
conscious, perhaps dead.
"Oh. she's dead! She's dead" walled
the birds.
Billy Belgium didn't answer. He
gave a careful look at Miss Purple
Swallow and ran to the bank of the
river. When Peggy and the Others
got there, he was dashing water into
Miss Purple Swallows face. Then
he leaned over and blew into her
mouth, He seemed to blow the life
back into her, for she shivered, gasped
and then opened her eyes.
MY bride. she's alive!" shrilled
General Swallow.
Yes, she is alive and we will have
her all right in a minute" answered
Billy Belgium.
tTomorrOU WiH be told hou Bue
J. jay has ndrroU escape from lynch
ngJ
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II was just looking to see if IL were
stiil raining" she said, dropping the
screwdriver behind her and not noting
that 1t fell into her umbrella.
Miss Dearing was very angry with
Mr.. Brown as well as herself, and It
did not decrease her passion to find
that Mr.. Brown had no intention of in
duiring how she and Miss Barton had
gotten into the schoolhouse. Instead
he went quickly to his work without a
question.
Seeing Jennie Home
1t was quite dark when the cata-
loguing was finished, and Mr.. Brown
announced his intention of walking
home with Miss Dearing, who lived
some distance from the school,
1t had stopped raining during the
Afternoon, but just as Miss Dearing
and Mr.. Brown started up the street It
began again. Miss Dearing raised her
umbrella and to her horror, out dropped
the screwdriver, which she had entirely
forgotten.
Mr.. Blown picked up the offensive
out word. Neither did Miss Dearing
speak about the screwdriver the rest
Of the way nome.
When they reached Miss bearings
gate Mr. Brown took the screwdriver
from his pocket and. looking at II,
said:
Jessie. suppose you have heard that
ridiculous story about my sense of Gu
riosity. and are wondering why ! did
not ask how you and Miss Barton got
into the schoolhouse."
AS Miss Dearing did not reply. he
went on.
."Well, I once made up my mind. just
as an experiment that l should not ask
unnecessary questions Just whim, !
suppose one would call 1t, but not
bad one after all. I really have good
bump of curiosity, and just now am
wondering what certain young lady
by the name of Jessie Dearing thinks
Of man named Richard Brown. Will
she tell me?"
Jessie's answer must have been sat
isfactory, because II was some time
later, in spite of the rain, that Richard
said:
shall we keep the screwdriver to
use in the Cottage of Roses next year,"
TOmorroUS Complete Noreiette-"IT
PPENED IN BUSINESS"
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MY, I wouldn't like to live In here"
she said TO her swallow horse.
"It isn't at all bad, particularly
when il Is. wet, blowy and cold out
side" he answered. For myself, how
ever, I prefer a chimney or a barn"
Peggy quickly learned that she
couldn't expect to find the missing
bride in the tree. She couldn't even
see although she could feel occasional
perches and nests along the walls.
She wished that she had an electric
flashlight
Can you see in here?" she asked
the swallow.
mo, it's too dark for me-" he-an-
swsred' ,rss dropping to the bottom of the
Outside Judge Owl was waiting.
You're the very bird | want" ex-
claimed Peggy. You owls can see
in the dark and you ought to find Miss
Purple Swallow if she is hidden in any
nook or Granny"
81 never thought of that" hooted
Judge Owl. "Of course, we are the
ones to make the search. Come on,
all you owls, get busy"
The owls obeyed. quickly exploring
every bit of the tree. They had the
advantage OF the other birds both be-
cause they could see in the dark and
because they were used to living in
hollow trees. But soon the owls came
trOoping out again. They hadn't been
able to find trace of the missing
bride. Blue Jay laughed shrilly at
them.
"As blind as an owl" he taunted.
III she is there, why don't you find
herr"
Peggy had a feeling that Miss Pur-
pie Swallow was actually in the tree,
even if they couldn't find her. She
decided to make one more search.
"HaVe You anY more matChes?" she
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HUGH RENWICK. under-secretaiS of
,ne ,,nne brltish embassy in Vienna on June II,
,,ssIa' When the story opens, has pursued
COUNTESS MARIsHKA sTRAHNI. a
Iss''iui Iove iuto t,9bhemian' Oh with whom he Is ;n
dukes estate at Tn KonopisSt. aisSts OF 'ne Aren-
=, While he is asking her again to marry
MN three men enter the garden and talk
duke had asked her to keep out Of the
garden. but II is now too late to depart.
nnq s' s the Syess 81 and hs One Of
looks suspiciousiy like Kaiser Wilhelm Of
Germany. while the third, with his long
his FACE esfaSlI.hes iS his IDENTIFY entity as SeyoSd %
The DESTINY of Europe II. sealed when
Chotek, important figures in European his.
bnrss Renwek and IarsSks "a S o'nsn With their their
precious Information. return TO Vienna.
divuls. what he knows until she has f siyen
permission.
In the meantime she visits the Emperor
promise not to CIV give Rsnwick % her en Consent mt
While she waits. thinking. raven hutters
past past the window: Such sight has long
legend connecting the appearance OF the
bird with. every, Habsburs misfortune.
wick her consent, the Bneils lshman il true
to his greater trust and informs the Am
bassador; On his way to the ,er,bassy he
persistent refusal OF the Countess to meet
him again. Renwick calls upon Marishka
after short visit to Sarajevo and is ad-
mitted after much protest when his mes
sage states that Sophie Chotek, her dear
est friend. is In great danger.
Marishka sets out Immediately to warn
Sophie and. despite her objections, Rem
wick forces her to accept him as escort.
1t Ia we'll. for on ting train the English
man attacks an Austrian who gives or
ders as to Marishka's future behavior.
Renwick manages to reach Konopsht
ma NAN nde.rs,e .ne ,ounue ssIe.s attes com
two fail into ths hands Of Herr windt Of
the Austrian Secret Service. r.
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Y MEMBER OF THE FAMILY CAN FIND SOME
THE DAHL Y NOVELETTE,
HIS CURIOSITY
By MILDRED l.. DAVIDSON

| TINE new principal of Elmtown Gram
| i mar School was no longer new in
any sense of the word. but he was still
| the most talked Of man in that little viii
| lage. "Schoolmsster's"m methods of pun
ishment and his ideas on various mat
ters were of never lending Importance TO
the village gossips.
Not only about the dinner table OF
many country farm was the school,
master discussed For. although Rich
town nearly a year. he was still re-
garded with lively interest by his asso-
ciates at the district school.
The greatest cause of this interest
lay in the fact that Mr. Richard Brown
had never been known to ask an un-
necessary question, nor to display the
least interest in any question under dis
cussion. Village gossips said THAT
there Mr.. Brown Is lacking in a nat'ral
sense of curiosity"
Jessie bearing, the primary teacher,
who possessed a good sense of humor,
was very much amused by this man,
and determined to have n good time in
making him show the curiosity which
she was sure was there.
Miss Bearings opportunity to test AFR.
Brown came sooner than she anticl-
pated.
wealthy farmer in Elmtown had,
upon his death, left Elmtown High
School substantial library. Richard
Brown thought that this library should
be catalogued. and so asked Miss Dear
ing and Miss Barton, his assistants at
the school. to assist him. They con-
sented, and the next Saturday was de-
cided upon as good day to do the
work.
Rain Came Pouring Down
When Miss Dearing awoke on Satur-
day she found that it was raining
steadily. but being a good sport as
well as healthy girl this did not dis
turh hen in the least
Ten o'clock found Richard Brown,
Miss Dearing and Miss Barton at work
in the school library
At noon they stopped work and went
home to lunch, Miss Dearing and Miss
Mr.. Brown driving back to his boarding
place.
Mr.. Brown said that he would he back
at l o'clock but when Miss Dearing
and Miss Barton returned at quarter
after |, he had not arrived AS the
schoomaster had the key to the school.
there was no way for the girls to get
in.
Miss Dearing thought that this would
be fine opportunity to make Mr..
Brown display his curiosity. IL they
could get in. Miss Barton agreed. but
could see no way of getting in.
After some time Miss Deering ran
over to the next farmhouse and bor-
rowed a screwdriver. Unscrewing sew
eral of the iron bars which crossed the
basement windows. she was able to
was very easy then to replace the bars
and run upstairs to let Miss Barton in,
Miss bearings next thought was to
return the screwdriver. but as she
opened the door she was confronted by
Mr. Richard Brown.
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CHAPTER w
In the Tree DUNGEON

Pegoy is iHuited 10 General S,cni-
lows reddipg to Miss Purple Sldr-
low, but ,cheu the guests drriro
then lind that the bride has been
stolen by Blue Jay aud gang. Buy
Belgium leads n rescue party to BiHC
Jays hiding place, The Jays arc
captured. but the missing bride can
not be tOundJ
DLUE JAY, though held a prisoner
d by King Fisher, shrieked exulting-
" as he heard General Swallows
frantic cry that Miss Purple Swallow
was not in the hollow tree.
You'll never find her." he screamed.
We've hidden her safely away
I'VE will find her. answered Peggy
determinedly. !
Even if we have to cut the whole
tree to pieces" added Billy Belgium.
How do YOU know she is in that
tree?" taunted Blue Jay, then he quick
ly changed his tune to ouch! on
OUCH" as King Fisher grimly
squeezed him.
General Swallow and his companions
kept up an excited search through
the tree while Peggy and Billy Bel
gium tried to figure out what had
become of Miss Purple Swallow.
Il don't think Blue .Ay had any
other hiding place around here" de-
clared Billy Belgium, "and he hasn't
had time to travel very far since he
stole herb
I'm going to take look in the
tree" said Peggy. She put her eye
to the hole made by the woodpeckers,
but all was black within.
"I'll kick a big hole for you" of
fered Balky Sam. He went right to
work and his sharp, iron-clad hoofs.
tearing at the rotten wood, went
through 1t like an axe. Soon he had
made goOd.sized opening.
Peggy struck her heard into this,
but still she couldn't see a thing. The
smoke from Billy BeIgium's smudAe
still clung inside the tree and mads
her cough. The swallows fluttering
around above in their desperate search
also raised a lot of dust.
I'm going to make myself small
again so | can get better look. -
announced Peggy, nibbling a blade of
the fairy ring grass. Instantly she
shrank to tiny size. The swallow who
acted as her flying horse had remained
beside her; now he was ready to help
her explore the tree. The space was
so narrow there that the swallow could
not fly freely as he did i'm the open.
and Peggy had lot of trouble hanging
on, particularly when the swallow had
to stand right up straight.
Peggy found the inside of the tree
very dark and stuffy. 1t was like a
tunnel that had been stood up on one
end.
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Fresh Youngster

Excited Old Lady (who has
watched the Office boy throw
cigarette into the waste basket
Oh. see that paper burn!
Fresh Office Boy (calmly|-Yes,
didn't you know that paper would
burn?--Siren.
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~ George Obh|

Appleton
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Tomorrous Complete Noreiette-"IT
HAPPENED IN BUSINESS"
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(TomorrOU UW be told lroic BlMe
jay has a ndrrOtU escape from lynch
ing)
Arizona republican., 1918-05-11
CHORUS |S T0
 MEET TON|GHT

A great deal of interest is being manifested in the Community chorus which is being organized by a con- mittee appointed by the Council of De- fense and it is expected that at least 100 voices will attend the first re- hearsal at the Christian church. Satur- day evening at o'clock. The com- mittee is composed of William Conrad Mills, Mrs. W. R. Battin, Mrs. A. G. Hulett and Mrs. Clyde M. Candy
 Phoenix needs such a chorus as this to participate in all public and war time demonstrations and it is essential that agood one be organized, one that the city of Phoenix can be proud of Regular rehearsals. 100 per cent at- tendance at rehearsals and thorough organizations, combined with good catchy music and enthusiastic num- bers, will accomplish the desired re- suit.
 MT. Klingenfeld, violin instructor al the Arizona School of Music is or ganizing an orchestra to accompany the chorus. MT. Mills has ordered some patriotic and other popular music to place in rehearsal immediately.
 The first public appearance of the chorus and orchestra will be at the meeting Sunday afternoon at the Christian church when Lieutenant Paul Perigood of the French army will make the principal address.
 It is necessary that all who contem- plate becoming members. of this chorus attend the rehearsal Saturday night to prepare the program to be sung the following day.