Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-10-27

at the taDle. 'She was thinking OF
the opera with girl friend she picked
of news, I think, clinched 1t. Wen
be at the Oriental at 8 o'clock, chr?
Fischer looked up from the fasci-
mating patchwork below. Already
there was anticipation In his face.
= am very glad" he said. There
viii certainly be news.P go
CHAPTER XIV :.
NOW indeed I feel that I am in
New York." Pamela declared, as she
broke off one Of the blossoms Of the
great cluster Of 1eep. red roses by
her side, and ghzed downward over
her shoulder at the far-f1ung carpet
of lights. zone sees little bits of
America in every country Of the world.
but never this" ,...
-~ Fischer, unusually grave and fun
eral-looking in his dinner clothes and
black tie, followed her gesture with
thoughtful eyes. Everything that
was ugly in the stretching arms Of
the city seemed softened, shrouded
and bejeweled. Even the sounds, the
rattle and roar of the overhead rail-
""yoS SAAO SAoh6hhe VI SHO SAOSSAAS SnA
bells, the shrieking Of the sirens upon
the river. seemed somehow to have
lost their harsh note, to have become
the human cry of the great live city,
'awaking and stretching itself for the
night. 81. ,. WE
II agree with you," he said. "You
dine at the Ritz-Carlton and you
might be in Paris. You dine here.
and one knows that you are in Amer
let"
"Yet evenlhere we have become in
creasinsly luxurious" Pamela re-
marked. looking around "The,glass
and linen upon the tables are quite
French; those shaded lights are ex-
quisite. That little band too. waS>
playing at the Ritz three years ago.
am sure that the maitre d'hotel who
brought us to our table was once at
the Cafe de Paris
Money would draw all those things
from Europe even to the Sahara
Fischer observed, $50 long as there
were plenty Of it. But millions could
not buy our dining table in the
"a little effort Of the Imagination,
upwards. There are stars. but no
Clouds"
IT guess one Of them is going to
slip down to the next table before
long," Van Teyl observed. with little
movement of his head.
They all three turned around and
looked at the wonderful bank of pink
roses within a few feet of them.
"One OF the opera women. I dare
say" the young man continued. "They
nathan f0rA nf ,,1o
Pamela leaned forward. Fischer
was watching the streets below. Only
short distance away was a huge
newspaper building. faring with
lights: The payements frlnging it
crowd. A row of motor bicycles was
in waiting. A night edition Of the
paper was almost due.
.h M. q, Fischer" she asked. what
street. Almost unconsciously he
Strengthened himself a little in his
place. There was pride in his tone
Behind his spectacles his eyes Mashed
y WOULD have told IT you before"
believed IT. :. soon--in q very few
fnomentsA-the news will be known.
You will see; X break away In waves
from that building down. there. 80. I
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ann the victory has rema ined. with
G7 with as,.:- Pamela repeated: NJ
,,. WITH e Gs. EN-, Fischer corrected
almost sn ssss S:%ss ysn T yS1
sure Of w1st you're saying? why; It's
TT Is true," was the proud reply.
.;rfe German navy has been long
now. Today every German citizen is
the prouuest creature breathing. He
knew before that his armies were
inyincible. He knows now that his
fleet is destined to make his country
the mistress of the seas, England's
day is over. Her ships were badly
handled and foolishly flung into bat
tie: She has lost many Of her finest
units. Her navy Is today a crippled
and MANNED force. The German fleet
Is out In the North Sea, waiting for
an enemy who has disappeared"
1t IL inconceivable," Pamela
gasped.
II do not ask you to believe nv
word" Fischer exclaimed. Look"
AS though the flood gates hal been
suddenly opened, the stream Of
patient walters broke away from the
newspaper building below. Like little
hrefiies, the motOr-bicycles were
tearing down the different thorough
fares. Boys like ants, with their bur
den OF news sheets, were running in
every direction. Motor trucks had
started on their furious race Even