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The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
CENSORING PAPERS
AT HUN FRONTIER

Geneva, Switzerland, Feb. 19-The
ban that several weeks ago was plac-
ed on British, French and Italian
newspapers at the German frontier
now has been removed and these pub
lications are allowed to inter Ger
many. American newspapers also
are admitted, but are carefully CEN
sored, especially those articles con-
cerning the activities of American
troops in France
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
SPAIN AGAIN IN
PROTEST TOHUNS

Madrid, FEB. 19-Further represen-
tations to Germany respecting subma-
rine warfare will be made by Spain
in a note in preparation by Premier
Alhucemas and on which the cabinet
will pass tomorrow. The note will
take up the torpedoing of the Spanish
steamer Ceferino near the Ferro is
lands early this month and of the
Duca di Geneva in Spanish territorial
waters.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
WANTS $4,000
FROM CONN. co

Edward Marshall, as administrator
on the estate of Thomas Broadley, has
filed suit in the Superior court against
the Connecticut Co. for $4,000 dam
ages for the death of Broadley.
According to the complaint Broad
ley. the evening of May 4, 1917, was
crossing Stratford avenue near Kos
suth street, and was struck by troll
ley car. going east in that street. He
died a short time later from his in
iuries. Negligence in the operation o!
the trolley car is alleged.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
RUMANIA NOT
YET PARLEYING

Amsterdam, Feb. 19-Peace nego-
tiations with Rumania, a telegram
from Berlin says, it is understood,
have not yet begun. They probably
will commence Friday when DIR. Won
Kuehlmann, the foreign secretary,
likely will arrive in Fokshani to take
charge of the German negotiations.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
FLYER BURNED IN
FLAMING PLANE

Dallas, Tex, Feb. 19-Victor L..
Dennis, flying cadet at Love field, was
probably fatally burned today when
his aeroplane burst into flames while
he was attempting to make a landing,
Dennis home is in Detroit.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
BRITISH PREPARE
FOR GREAT drive
NEAR ARRAS
TANKS AND NEW MYSTERIOUS GAS WILL BE
TRIED BY GERMANS IN OFFENSIVE SAY
PRISONERS TAKEN BY ENGLISH-MEN
NOT EAGER FOR THE INITIATIVE

British Army Headquarters in France Feb 19-(By the
Associated Press THE great German offensive the
front expected begin the sector between Arras and St.
Quentin
enemy in the attempt to break through the Allied line Other
attacks will he delivered farther south.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
BOMB EXPLODES
IN COURTHOUSE

Paterson, n. J., Feb. ia bomb
was exploded in the rotunda of the
Passaic county court house here to-
day. A number of persons were
slightly hurt by falling glass and
plaster.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
WHEAT INCREASE
BILL APPROVED

Washington, Feb. ia favorable
report on the Gore bill to increase the
minimum price for wheat of the 1918
crop from 81 to $3.50 bushel was
made today by the Senate agriculture
committee.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
AUSTRIA-SW|SS
FRONTIER CLOSED
BY AUSTRIANS

Berne, Switzerland, Feb. 19-The
Swiss-Austrian frontier again has
been completely closed by the Aus
trian authorities.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
DOWNFALL OF RUSS
GOVERNMENT HAS
BEEN REPORTED
LENINE AND TROTZKY SAID TO HAVE ESCAPED
TO RIGA-RUMANIANS SAILORS REVOLT AND
JOIN BOLSHEVIKI-GEN ALEXIEFF OF
BOURGEOIS BEATEN AND IN FLIGHT
LATE WAR BULLETINS

Berlin, Feb. 10, via Londo1-German forces have
entered Dvinsk it officially announced today by
the German office The Russians unsucceSSfully
attempted to blow up the bridge the Dvina river
The German army group under command of Gen.
Alexander Won Linsingen, according to official
statement issued by the Austrian office, has
cupied the Russian town of Lutsk, in VOhyna, with
out fighting.
According to Vienna dispatches Leon TrotsEy,
the BOlshevi foreign minister, has forwarded a wire
less message to Count Czernin the Austrian foreign
minister, reading:
'"The German government having re-established
state of war with Russia without giving the
days previous notice. have the honor to ask you to
inform whether the AustrO-H Hungarian government
also considers itself in state of with Russia and if
not whether it believes possible to reach practical
realization of the agreements worked out at Petro-
grad"
London, Feb 49-The Boshevi government in Petrog1
as been routed by the Social Revouons and Nkola Len
nd Leon Trozy have fled the city and escaped to Riga
ordfng to reports received in Vasa Finland city located
le only railroad line between Petrograd and Tornes
wedish frontier
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
The Weather Report

For Bridgeport and vi
cinity; Rain and slightly
warmer tonight; Wednesday
clearing and somewhat colder
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer. (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1918-1924, 1918-02-19
The Want Columns

Classified advertising in
this newspaper is effectivS.
no matter what you may de-
sire to advertise, Try 1t once
and see.
Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1918-02-02

"What now?" asked Ismail. picking
up the leather bag that ne regarded
as his own particular charge.
Forward" said King. "Come
aiongl"
He began to set fairly fast pace.
Ismail leading the spare horse and
the others towing the mules along.
Except for King, who was modern
and out of the picture, they looked
like Old Testament patriarchs, hur-
rying out of Egypt, as depicted In the
illustrated Bibles of generation ago
all leaning forward--each man carry
| ing staff-and none looking to the
right or left.
Forward" growled ismai. with
this man it is ever 'forwardr In
there neither rest nor fear2 Has she
bewitched him? Hal! Ye lazy ones
Hol Sons Of sloth Urge the mules
faster! Beat the led horse!"
So In weird, wan moonlight, King
led them forward, straight up the
narrowing gorge, between cliffs that
seemed to fray the very bosom of the
sky. He smoked cigar and stared
at the view, as II he were off to the
mountains for months sport with
| dependable shikarris whom he knew.
Nobody could have looked at him and
guessed he was not enjoying himself.
THAT man." mumbled Ismaii be-
hind him, 'is not as other sahibs
have known. He is man, this onei
lie will do unexpected things !"
Forward !" King called to them,
thinking they were grumbling. 'For-
| ward, men of the Hillsp"
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born In the Hills" and knowing them
as a wolf-pack knows It's hunting
ground, were awed by the gloom of
Khyber mouth ahead. Kings voice
was the first to break the silence, and
he did not speak until Courtenay was
out Of earshot. Then:
men of the 'Hillsr" he called.
"Kuch dar nahin hair
"Nahin hal Hah! !" shouted IsmaiL
$50 speaks a mani Hear that, We
mountain folki He says, There is
no such thing as fear +"
In his place in the lead, King whis-
tied softly to himself; but he drew an
automatic pistol from Its place be-
meath his armpit and transferred 1t to
reader position.
Fear or no fear, Khyber mouth Is
haunted after dark by the men whose
blood feuds are too reeking raw to
let them dare go home and for whom
the British hangman very likely waits
mile or two farther south. 1t is one
of the few places In the world where
pistol is better than q thick stick.
Boulder, crag and loose rock
faded into gloom behind; In front on
both hands ragged hlllsides were be-
ginning to close in; and the wind
whose home Is in Allahs refuse heap,
whistled as 1t searched busily among
the black ravines. Then presently
the shadow of the thousand-foot-high
Khyber walls began TO cover them.
After while Kings cheroot went
out, and he threw it away. A little
later Rewa Gunga threw away his
cigarette. After that, the veriest FIVE
year-old among the Zakka Khels,
watching sleepless over the rim of
some stone watch tower, could have
taken oath that the Khyber's unbur-
led dead were prowling In search Of
empty graves. Probably their I'M
canny silence was their best Srotec-
ton; put Rewa Gunga chSse 10 breaE
1t after time.
king sanfp +" he called SOFTLY re-
peating 1t louder and more loudly I'M
til King heard him. SLOWLY! Not so
fast! There a.e men among those
boGiders, and to go too fast Is to make
them think you are afraid TO seem
afraid Is to invite attack Can we
defend ourselves, with three firearms
between usp Look What is thatT
They were at the point where the
road begins to lead uphill, westward.
leaving the bed Of ravine and as
cending to join the highway built by
BRUSH engineers. Below, to left and
right, was pit-moutn gloom, shadows
amid shadows, full Of eerie whisper
ings, and King felt the short hair on
his neck begin to rise. He urged his
horse forward. The Hangar followed
him, close up, anG both horse and
mare sensed excitement.
"Look, sahib!"
After a second or two he caught
a glimpse of blush fame that flashed
suddenly and died again, somewhere
below to the right. Then all at once
Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1918-02-02
CHAPTER VII.
'T think I envy you'll" said Courte

'T think I envy you" said Courte-
nay.
They were seated In Courtenay's
tent, face to face across the low table,
with guttering lights between and Is
mail outside the tent handing plates
and things to Courtenay's servant in
side.
you're about the first who has ad-
mitted It," said King.
Not far from them q herd of pack
camels grunted and dubbed after the
evening meal. The evening breeze
brought the smoke Of dung fires down
to them, and an Afghan-One of the
little crowd Of traders who had come
down with the camels three hours ago
sang a wailing song about his lady
love. Overhead the sky was like black
velvet, pierced with silver holes.
"You see, you can't call our end Of
this business war-it's sport" said
Courtenay. 1.-Two battalions of Khy-
Der rifles. hired to hold the pass
against their own relations. Against
them a couple of hundred thousand
tribesmen, very hungry for loot, armed
with up-to-date rifles, thanks to Russia
yesterday and Germany today, and all
perfectly well aware that world war
is In progress. That's sport, you know
not the image and likeness Of war
that Jorrocks called 1t, but the real
red root. And you've got mystery
thrown In to give 1t piquancy. /
haven't found out yet how YasmIni
got up the pass without my knowl-
edge. / thought 1t was q trick.
Didn't believe she'd gone. Yet all my
men swear they know she has gone,
and not one of them will own to hay
ing seen her go! What d'you think of
thatT
For a while, as he ate Courtenay's
broiled quail, King did not answer.
But the merry smile had left his eyes
and he seemed for once to be letting
his mind dwell on conditions as they
concerned himself.
How many men have you at the
fort?" he asked at last.
1.-TWO hundred-all natives"
like 'emT
whats the use of talking7" an
swered Courtenay. "You know what
it means when men of an alien race
stand up to you and grin when they
salute. They're my own"
King nodded. "Die with you, ehY"
ITO the last man." said Courtenay
quietly with that conviction that can
only be arrived at in one way, and
that not the easiest.
"Pd die alone" said King. 'Tt'l be
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lonely in the Hills Got any more
Quailr'
And that was all he ever did say
on that subject, then or at any other
time.
What shall you do first after you
get up the pass? Cali en- your brother
at Ali Masjid? He's likely to know
lot by the time you get there"
Not sure" said King. MAY and
may not. I'd like to see him. Haven't
seen the old chap in donkey's age.
How Is he?"
We'll two days ago." said Courte-
nay.
Here's wishing you luck !" said
King. TITS time to go, SIR
He rose, and Courtenay walked with
him to where his party waited in the
dark, chilled by the cold wind whis-
ting down the Khyber. Rewa Gunga
sat, mounted, at their head, and close
to him his personal servant rode an
other horse. Behind them were the
mules, and then in cluster, each
with load of some sort ON his head.
were the thirty prisoners, and Ismail
took charge of them officiously.
Darya Khan, the man who had
brought the letter down the pass, kept
close to Ismail
King mounted, and Courtenay shook
hands; then he went to Rewa Gunga's
side and shook hands with him too,
Forward! March," King ordered,
and the little procession started
"Oh, men of the Hills, We look like
ghosts 49, like graveyard ghosts p
jeered Courtenay, as they all filed
rast him. 'Ye look like dead men,
going to be Judged"
Nobody answered. They STROBE
| behind the horses, with the swift, 81.
lent strides of men who are going
home to the Hills" but even they
Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1918-02-02

He drew out his wonderful cigarette
case and offered it open to Courtenay,
who hesitated, and then helped HIM
self. King refused.
major Courtenay has just told me, >
said King, that nobody resembling
Yasmini has gone up the pass recently.
Can you explain|
do you mean, can l explain why
the major failed to see herr Pom my
soul, King sahib, d'you want me to
insult the man? Yasmini is too jolly
clever for me, or for any other man
ever met; and the majors man, isn't
he? He may pack the Khyber so full
of men that there's only standing room
and still she'll 60 up without his leave
if she chooses! There is nobody like
Yasmini in all the worldw
The Hangar was looking past him
facing the great gorge that lets the
north of Asia triclSle down into India
and back again when weather and the
tribes permit. His eyes had become
interested in the distance. King won
dered why-and looked-and saw
Courtenay saw, too.
"Hal that man and bring him here =
he ordered.
lsmail, keeping his distance with
ears and eyes peeled, heard instantly
and hurried off. Fifteen minutes later
an Afridi stood scowling in front OF
them with little letter in cleft stick
in his hand. He held it out and Cour
tenay took it and shifted.
"Well-T'll be blessed! A note"---
sniff-sniff-"on scented paper" Sniff
sniff Carried down the Khyber In 9
split stick! Take it, Knights ad
dressed to you"
King obeyed and shifted too. II
smelt of something far more subtle
than musk. He recognized the same
strange scent that had been waited
from behind Yasmini's sillen hangings
in her room In Delhi. AS he unfolded
the note---it was not sealed--ba found
time for a swift glance at Rewa Gun
gas face. The Hangar seemed inter.
ested and amused. The note. in Eng
lish ran:
Dear Captain King: Kindly be
quick to follow me, because there Il
much talk of lashkar getting ready for
raid. l shall wait for you in Khinjan
whittier my messenger shall show the
way, Please let him keep his rife. Trust
him, and Rewa Gunga and my thirty
whom you brought with you. The mes
senger's name is Darya Kahn. Your serv-
ant. Yasmini,"
He passed the note to Courtenay,
who read it and passed 1t back.
"I'll find out" the major muttered,
"how she got up the pass without my
knowing it. Somebody's tail shall be
twisted for this!"
But he did not find out until King
told him, and that was many days
later, when a terrible cloud no longer
threatened India from the north.
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CHAPTER VIII.

After time King urged his horse TO
a jog-trot, and they trotted forward
until the bed Of the Khyber began to
grow very narrow, and Ali Mssjid fort
could not be much more than mile
away, at the widest guess. Then King
drew rein and dIsmounted, for he
would have been challenged had he
ridden much farther. A challenge In
the khyber after dark consists inva-
riably of volley at short range, with
the mere words afterward, and the
wise man takes precautions.
"On with the mules paeksln he or
dered, and the men stood round and
stared. Darya Khan, leaning on the
only rifle In the party, grinned like a
post-office letter box.
"Truly," growled Ismail, forgetting
past expressions of a different opinion,
this man Is as mad as all the other
Englishmen."
Were you ever bitten by oneT' won
dered King aloud.
"God forbid"
"Then off with the packs-and
hurryw
Ismail began to obey.
"Thoui Lord of the Riyersl (For
that Is what Darya Khan means.)
What is thy calling?"
"Badragga" (guide), he answered.
did she not send rie back down the
pass to be guide? IL she says am
badragga, shall any say she lies7'
II say thou art unpacker of mules
burdens" answered King. "Begin u
For answer the fellow grlnned from
ear to ear and thrust the rifle barrel
forward insolently. King, with the
movement of determination that man
makes when about to force conclu-
sions, drew up his sleeves above the
wrist. At that instant the moon shone
through the mist and the gold bracelet
glittered In the moonlight.
"May God be with thee !" said Lord
Of the Rivers" at once. And without
another word he laid down his rifle
and went to help off-load the mules.
King stepped aside and cursed soft
ly. But for a vein of wisdom that un.
derlay his pride he would have peck.
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cheroots, and with hands clasped be.
hind him strolled over to the fort to
interview Courtenay, the officer. com
handing.
1t so happened that Courtenay had
gone up the pass that morning with his
shotgun after quail He came back
into view, followed by his little ten
man escort just as King neared the
fort, and King timed his approach so
as to meet him. The men of the
escort were heavily burdened; he could
see that from q distance.
"Hellop he said by the fort gate,
cheerily, after he had saluted and the
salute had been returned.
"Oh, hello, King Glad to see you.
Heard you were coming, of course.
Anything can do?"
Tell me anything you know" said
King, offering him a cheroot, which the
other accepted. AS he bit off the end
they stood facing each other, so that
King could see the oncoming escort
and what it carried. Courtenay read
his eyes.
1.-TWO of my men !'' he said. Found
'em up the pass. Gazi work, think.
They We're cut all to pieces. There's
a big lashkar gathering somewhere In
the Hills and it might have been done
by their skirmishers, but I don't think
So"
"Who's supposed to be leading itY'
Cant find out" said Courtenay.
Then he stepped aside to give orders
to the escort. They carried the dead
bodies into the fort.
"Know anything of Yasmini?" King
asked, when the major stood in front
Of him again.
"By reputation, of course, yes. Fa-
nous person-sings like a bulbul-
dances like the devil--lives in Delhi
mean herW
King nodded. "When did she start
up the pass?" he asked.
"She didn't start know who goes
up and who comes down."
'Know anything of Rewa Gunga?"
King asked him.
mot much. Tried to buy his mare.
Seen the animal? Cad! I'd give a
years pay for that beast He wouldn't
sell and I don't blame him."
''He told me just now" said King,
"that Yasmini went up the pass unes-
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corted, mounted on a mare the very
dead spit of the black one you say
you wanted to buy"
Courtenay whistled.
I'm sorry, King. I'm sorry to say
he lied"
King threw away his less than half
consumed cheroot and they started to
walk together toward Kings camp.
After few minutes they arrived at q
point from which they could see the
prisoners lined up in a row facing
Rewa Gunga. A less experienced eye
than Kings or Courtenay's could have
recognized their attitude Of reverent
obedience. Within two minutes the
hangar stood facing them, looking
more at ease than they.
II was cautioning those savages !"
he explained. They're an escort, but
they need reminder Of the fact, else
they might jolly well imagine them
selves mountain goats and scatter
erssng the 'Hillsr"
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Az That instant the Moon shone
Through the Mist and the Gold
Bracelet Giittered In the Moonlight.
eted the bracelet there and then and
have refused to wear 1t again. But as
he sweated his pride he overheard Is
mail growl:
Good for theel He had taught thee
obedience in another bat of the eye I"
II obey her !" muttered Darya Khan.
II, too" said Ismail. $50 shall he
before the week dies But now 1t Ii
good to obey him. lie is an ugly man
to disobeyl"
II obey him until she sets me free,
them" grumbled Darya Khan.
Better for thee" said Tsmail.
Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1918-02-02

King meets his brother at All
Masjid fort and they hold a me-
morabIe conference. The British
captain disappears in the dark
ness and strange native medl-
cine man takes his place.
Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1918-02-02
THE MYSTERIOUS RANGAR DESERTS CAPT. KING AND HIS
cUTTHR0AT ESCORT IN A DANGEROUS PART or KHY-
Der PASS AND ADVENTURES COME RAPIDLY
Copyright by The Bobbs-Merrill Company

beginning of the world Capt Ahesan
its ordered
Delhi and with Khinjan to
Delhi quietly foils
evidence Yamn him. He
has north,
Ismai Ad be-
body He of Yasmns
hmen north with him. trucking the Hangar into
ahead.
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