The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1918-02-19
GERMANY STARTS NEW DRIVE ON RUSSIA


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sTER AND LILLIAN CHESTER
| the six lady passengers Of the ship
He finished those interviews a sadder
and wiser man. Such ladies as
were aboard these strenuous times
were on no frivolous errands, and
they had not, individually or collec'
lively enough broad, blue ribbon 70
make q filet for the hair, a bow, q
streamer, and q wide billow for even
one beautiful wave Of the Atlantic
ocean, let alone fourteen. Thought
on the part Of Props. He went to the
second steward, who sent him to the
first steward, who sent him to the lin.
en- steward. who sent him to the pur.
ser. The purser listened attentiyely.
gazing the while on the unfaltering
determination of Lieutenant Bill, and
mentioned the only ray Of hope.
Among the flags which were used for
signal and salutes, there might pos
sibly be some blue bunting, but the
only man who could give him permis
sion to use that, II there were any,
was the skipper.
Where is the skipper?' asked Lieu
tenant ELL. ...... ........ sI.s
"Huh!" The purser laughed and
shrugged his shoulders. The cap
tain is on the bridge" r
It was beautifully clear and star
lit night, and the sea was calmly
glittering it's diamonds from horizon
to horizon; an ideal night for sub
marines, had any chanced to cross
our path; and we had just entered the
so-called danger zone. Out on the
darkened deck, where no smokers
smoked and no CLEAN or crack OF
light was allowed to be visible from
within, went Lieutenant Bill, and con-
sidered. Up there in the dimness was
the bridge, with the head Of the skip.
per mOtionlessly silh0uetted against
the midnight sky. To port and star:
board, amidships and fore. and al,
were the gun crews, in their queer
night uniforms hge goblins out OF
some weird fantasy, and all motion.
less, In their cat-like watchfulness.
Equally lnotionless stood Lieutenant
Bill at the bottom of the narrow com
spanionw1y, until at last duty drove
him On! Slowly he climbed the steps.
On a sudden like the crack Of, gun,
there came from out Of the. cool. at,
mosphere UP above the irascible
voice of the nerve strained skipper:
"Who in blazes is that?'
Lieutenant William So.an-So," re.
turned Props deferentially, standing
still in his tracks. ~
Lieutenant whdt?" rasped the skip.
per.
lone of the passengers, sir" Il
"What in blazes do you want?'
"Well, captain" explained Lieuten
ant Bill, drawing 9 long breath as hc
braced himself for the effort, we're
getting up little entertainment, ana
II you could let. US have some blue
bunting" ..n.
Get to blazes down from there!'
yelled the skipper, in justifiable
rage.
"1es, Sir" meekly returned Lieuten.
ant So.and.So, and, going aft, leaned
against the rail for long, long min.
utes. IS
The deck steward came past by
and by, taking in rugs and closing up
for the night. $@
"say, steward, who's next in charge
when the captains busy?"
"The first officer sir" ....
Where is the first officer?"
I'm his room, sir" replied the deck
steward, and hurried away.
A good observer with an excellent
memory, was Lieutenant ELL. He re-
called having seen the words first
officer" over q door somewhere, and
he went prowling about the boat un'
til he found that door. He knocked.
"Who in blazes is there?" came a
voice like the crack of gun.
Lieutenant William So,and-S0, a.
q passenger, sir"
what in blazes do: you want?'
well, sir" said Lieutenant Bill,
clearing. his throat, we're getting up
az little entertainment, and II you
could let us have some blue bunt'
ing
"Get to blazes away from that
door," yelled the first officer, frantic
for every second Of his four-hour
sleep.
In the bright and cheerful morning,
we found Lieutenant Bill leaning
against the aft rail with his chin In
both hands. A beautiful blue sky that
morning, with just few pearl.tinted
clouds moving lazily along the horts
on, and the waves were rolling and
tumbling In q thousand hues of Jade
and emerald, and delicate white lace
fringed their crests; but lieutenant
Bill saw none of these things, MOI
felt the tang Of the crisp, cool air as
it blew against his cheeks. He was
far. far away.
Good morning, Props" we hailed
him. How are the costumes coming
on?"
Lieutenant Bill dfew himself slowly
back from far, far away, and sighed
and smoothed his off ear.
They'll be there" he said. He
sm0othed the other ear and knotted
his brows. II don't know where III
get them, but they'll be there"
OF such is our pet passion. When
the II beautiful wavelets pranced on
the scene, led by world famous enty