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Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1918-04-12
HOW MONEY GOES
ROUND IN A CIRCLE

There won't be any money left in
he country II they keep on asking
or these loans"
How many times do you hear such
remark made about the Liberty
loan? Perhaps YOU may have even
bought something OF the sort your
self.
To man not used to finance the
bought is very natural one.
Let US think this thing out.
In the first place, practically all
II the money subscribed to the Lib
'rty Loans stays right here in the
ountry, and u good deal Of 1t stays
light IN the locality from which II Is
originally subscribed SO this talk
bout draining the country" and
ib0ut there being no money left in
he country" is sheer nonsense
Let us see how this works out
We viii suppose that you are a
armer or cotton grower, that you
ave purchased Liberty Bond and
,Ou are paying by installments spread
Dyer several months. Now, until the
government actually needs your mon
~ II leaves II ON deposit at some
ocal bank which Is acting as a gov
.rnment depository-maybe your own
bank
Now, by the time you have paid
he LAST installment ON your Bond,
Is quite likely that tho money paid
as your FIRST installment has
been used by the government to pay
or your own cotton or grain, and
fOu will DO returning this very same
money to the bank to be placed once
again TO- your account, or to apply
IN your purchase Of another Llbefty
Bond.
"BuA," you say, ''hOw about these
Millions and millions Of dollars loan.
- TO our anies? Does not this
money 80 out Of the country" II
iOOS not. Practically all Of the
money which goes to our allies Is
ont with the clear understanding
hae u IL to be used for the purchase
Il goods In this country. Thus you
vii sec that seldom do we actually
can our allies any money at all, but
No loan them goods which you pro.
lace and for which you are paid.
IN SUBSCRIBING TO THE LIBER.
rY LOAN YOU ARE PRACTICALLY
PUTTING CAPITAL INTO YOUR
)WN BUSINESS.
Fears have been expressed by
ZONE that the government Of this
'ountry will place such enormous tax.
ition on the public that II will be
almost equivalent TO taking their
apital and their savings from them.
Fhe government OF this country de.
iires above all things that you keep
FOUR capital and keep II working. II
wants your cotton and Il wants your
'oodstufs and is not foolish enough
o take away the capital which you
iced to run your business. This would
)e killing the goose that lays the
Golden egg" The government wants
'ou to get richer so that you may
% In a position 10 lend some OF
'our Increased wealth TO carry on
he war
For its own good the government
. trying to make YOU richer wealth
er than ever you we're before.
Have you any kick cominSr'
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They are your hold on the future,
and America is fighting to make their
future safe. They are too little to
realize this now-but some day must
learn to reverence the traditions Of
America, the ideals Of America, the
great cause for which the men Of
their fathers day gave their lives.
M
Be ready then to put in their
Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1918-04-12
Give Your Little Ones
An Interest in the Future

hands bonds of their government
They will be for them inspiring evi-
dence that their fathers planned sac
n6ced and invested for their sons
future. Liberty Bonds will mean
more to them than money. They
will make them proud Of the fathers
who in Americas day of great need
proved themselves true American
patriots.
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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10

Cralgie made straight for the lane beyond
the garden. The brown suitcase had dis
appeared.
"Well, I'm jiggered.' murmured the
batfled humorist.
Very slowly and soberly he returned to
the house, lit a fresh pipe and steadied his
nerves with glass of grog. When Mrs.
Craigie returned she found him sufficiently
revived to Jest again, though in a minor
key.
"lo think of the girl having the impu-
dcnce to make me carry her luggage out
of the house for her." said he. cad, but
it was clever dodge to get clear, with no
one suspecting her! Well, anyhow, my
reputation is safe again at last, Selma"
"Your reputation" replied Mrs. Craigic
IN wltherlng voice. For what? Not
Tor common sense, anyhow"
'You're fustcrcd, my DEAR said the
lard easily. Its habit women get into
terribly easy. You should learn lesson
from Miss eileen Holland Dashed if |
ever met a cooler hand in mn life"
And what do you mean to do about it,"
demanded his wife.
"Do?' asked Mr.. Craigic, mildly sur
prlsed, "Wcl, we might leave the pantry
window open at night SO that she can get
in again if she's wanting to, OPP
Its your duty to inform the authori-
tics, Richard.'
'Duty?' repeated the laird, still more
surprised. Fancy me starting to do nv
duty at my time of life"
"Anyhow," cried Mrs. Craigic, we've
still got her trunk
"Ah," said Mr. Craigic, happily at last,
so VIC have! We'll, that's all right, Them
And with Il benign expression the
philosopher contentcdly lit another pipe.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10
PART iii
Lieutenant Won Belke's Narrative
Resumed
Lieutenant
CHAPTER |
The Meeting
Narrative

\ S THE dusk rapidly thickened and I
4 lay in the heather waiting for the
signal, | gave myself one last bit of good
advice. OF chin" was to meet I had re-
ceived officially a pretty accurate descrip-
ton, and unofficially heard one or two curl
Gus stories. | had also, of course, had my
exact relationship to him officially defined.
was to be under his orders, generally
speaking, but in purely naval matters, or
at least on matters Of naval detail, my
Judgment would be accepted by him. Ny
last word of advice to myself simply was
to be perfectly firm on any such point, and
permit no scheme to be set afoot, however
tempting, unless it was thoroughly prac-
tical from the naval point Of view
From the rim of my hollow there on the
hillside I could see several of the farms be-
low me, as we'll as the manse. and noted
one little sign Of British ef1iciency--no
%)immer of light shone from any Of their
windows. At sea a light or two twinkled
ntermttently and a searchlight was play
ing, though fortunately not in my d.rec-
ton. Otherwise land and water were alike
plunged in darkness. And then at last one
single window of the manse glowed rcd for
an instant A few seconds passed and it
shono red again. Finally it showed a
bright yellow light twice in swift success
sion.
l rose and very carefully led nv cycle
ever the heather down to the road. and
.hen, still pushing it, walked quickly down
the steep hill to where the side road turned
OFT. There was not a sound save my foot
tall as approached the house A dark
mass loomed in front of me, which saw in
moment to be a garden wall with a few
Of the low, wind-bent island trees showing
above 1t. This side road led right up to an
iron gate in the wall and Just as I cot
close enough to distinguish the bars +
heard gentle crcak and saw them begin
to swing open. Beyond the trees over
;'rched the drive and the darkness was pro-
found. | had passed between the gate
posts before | saw or heard anythinr
more. And then quiet voice spoke.
sit is dark night" it said in perfect
English.
Dark as pitch" | answered.
ut was darker last night" said the
voice
III IS dark enough" | answered.
Not perhaps very remarkable con.
Fersation, you may think, but can assure
you my fingers were on my revolver. lust
IN case one single word had been different.
Now | brcathcd freely at last
Herr TieI?" inquired.
''Mr. Ticl," corrected the invisible man
beside me.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10
Synopsis of the Preceding Instalments

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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10
CHAPTER II
licl' s Story

How much DO YOU know of our
schemc?" asked Tel
shrugged my shoulders
Merely that you were going to mper-
senate clergyman who was due to CONE
here and preach this next Sunday. How
YOU were going to achieve this feat
wasn't told"
lie lcared back in his chair and sucked
at his pipe, and then he began his stor
with curious, detached air. AS thougA
he were surveying his own haIdiwO!h
from the point of view of an imparus
connosseur.
1.-The idea was distinctly ingenious
SAID he. land | think may also venture
to claim for it Il little originality. | wont
trouble you with the machinery by WHICH
we learn things It's CROUCH to mention
that among the little things We did learn
was the fact that the minister of tins
parish had left for another charge, ana
that the Pensioners were choosing MS
successor after the Scottish custom-oy
hearing a number Of candidates eacp
preach a trial sermon" He broke off anu
asked; DO you happen TO have heard o.
Schumann.'
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10

dress were equal to his ability. He was
undoubtedly very completely in the conf.
dence of my own government, and could
mention at least two rather serious mis-.
haps that had befallen England which
were credited to him by people who Ger.
tainly ought to have known the facts.
Looking at him attentively as he sat
before the fire studying THE Scotsman
the latest paper to be obtained in those
parts-I thought to myself that here was
man l should sooner have on my side
than against me. If ever I had seen
wolf in sleeps clothing, it seemed to me
that | beheld one now in the person Of
Adolph Tiel attired as a Scottish clergy
man, reading solid Scottish newspaper
over the peat fire of this remote and
peaceful manse. And to complete tho
picture, there sat | arrayed in a German
naval uniform, with the unsuspectng
Grand Fleet on the other side of those
suffered and curtained windows. The
piquancy Of the whole situation struck me
, so forcibly that laughed aloud
Tiel looked up and laid down his paper,
and his eyebrows rose inquiringlY. He
was not man who wasted many words
Owe are nice pair.' l exclaimed
l seemed to read approval of my spirit
in his eye.
"You seem none the worse for your
adventures" he said, with smile
mo, thanks to you," | laughed
Again he gave me that keen look Of
inquiry.
Il landed on this Internal island La
night" l explained
''The deuce you did," said he Il wa
afraid You might, but as things turned
out | couldn't get here sooner. What did
you do with YOURSELF"
First give me one Of those cigars y
| said, "and then I'll tell you"
He handed me the box Of cigars, AND
| drew up an easy chair on the other side
of the fire. And then | told him my ad
ventures, and as l was not unwilling that
this redoubtable adventurer should see
that he had a not wholly unworthy ac-
complice, | told them in pretty full detail.
He was an excellent listener; | must say
that for him. With an amused yet appre-
ciative smile, putting in now and then a
question shrewd and to the point. he
heard my tale to the end And then he
said in a quiet manner which | already
realized detracted nothing from the value
of his approval:
You did remarkably we'll, Mr.. Bclke.
| congratulate YOU
Thank you, Mr.. Tel" | replied. And
row may | ask YOU your adventurcs9'
Certainly said he Il owe you an
pEnlanatin1 y
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10

said Mr.. Craigie to himself as he strolled
back. "It's funny I never saw the man
before. And | wonder, too, where he was
going"
And then it occurred to him as an od6
circumstance that the minister had started
to go back again, not to continue as he had
been walking.
"That's funny thing" he thought
He had hardly got back to his smoking
room when Miss Holland appeared, dressed
to go out, in hat and tweed coat, and drag
glng, Of all things, her brown suitcase. 1t
seemed to be heavily laden
She smiled at him conhdentially, as one
fellow conspirator at another.
''Do you mind giving me hand with
this?" said She
"Helo." cried the laird. "What's this
an elopement? Can you, not wait TIL I
pack my things, too? The minister's in
no hurry. I've just been speaking to him."
1t struck him that Miss Holland took
his jest rather seriously.
The minister?' said she in rather an
odd voice. "You've spoken to him."
'lle was only asking if I'd got the H.
cense,' winled Mr.. Craigie
The curious look passed from her face.
and she laughed as pleasantly as he could
WISH
'l'll take the bag myself" said the laird.
ooh. it's no weight for me- | used to b.
rather dab at throwing the hammer in
my day. But where am to take it,"
CPL show you," said she.
60 OUT they set, Mr.. Craigie CARVING
~ the suitcase, and Miss Holland in the
most delightful humor beside him. lie
1clt he could have carried it for very
long way. She led him through the gar
den and out into side lane between the
wall and a hedge.
Just put it down here she said. "And
now want you to come back for some
! thing else, if you don't mind"
"Mind?" said the laird gallantly. "Not
me! But I'm wondering what YOU are
driving at
She only smiled, but from her merry eve
he felt sure that some very brilliant lest
was afoot. and he joked away pleasantly
as they returned to the house.
Now she said, edo you mind waiting
IN the smoking room for ten minutes
or so?'
She went out and Mr.. Craigic waited
mystitied bat happy. lie waited for ten
minutes; he waited for twenty, he waited
! for half an hour, and still there was no
sign of the fascinating Miss Holland And
then he sent servant to look for her. Her
report gave Mr.. Craigc the strongest sen
satlon that had stirred that cood-nat,lrcd
numorlst for many day. Miss Holland
was not III her room, and lao more appar-
entity were her belongings. The toilet table
was stripped, the wardrobe was empty. In
Tact, the only sign of her was her trunk
strapped and locked.
Moving with exceptional velocity, Mr.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10
PART II.
CHAPTER V.
(Continucd)

HE cliffs fell, and a green sound
opened. The mail boat turned
into tho sound, opening inland
prospects all the while A snug
bay followed the sound, with a
little gray-gabled town clinging to the very
wash of the tide and host Of little vessels
IN the midst. Into the bay pounded the
mail boat and up toward the town, and
only then did the gallant minister and his
fair acquaintance stroll back from the bows.
The wag and his friend looked at
them curiously, but they had to admit that
sdch prolonged Irritation had seldom left
lever visible traces. They might have
i'een brother and sister, they both looked
so Indifferent
The gangway shot aboard, and with a
brief handshake the pair parted A few
minutes later Miss Holland was being
greeted by an elderly gentleman in a
heavy ulster, while the minister was fol-
lowing porter toward small wagon
cite.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-02-10
CHAPTER vi
The Vanishing Governess

HE House of Brock was mansion of
tolerable antiquity as mansions went
IN the islands, and several curious stories
had already had time to incrust it. like
Echen on an aged wall. But none of them
was. stranger than the quite up-to-date
and literally true story of the VANISHING
gOverness.
Richard Craigie, Esq, of Brock. the
popular and more or less respected laird
o. the mansion and estate, was a stout,
gray-bcarded gentleman with a twinkling
blue eye and one of the easiest-going dis
positions probably in Europe His wife.
the respected and more or less popular
mistress of the mansion. was lean and
short and very energetic. Their sons we're
employed at present like everybody else's
sons and do not concern this narrative
But their daughters, aged fifteen and
fourteen, were at home and do concern
IT materially
1t was only toward the end of Julv that
Mrs. Craige thought of having a cover.
hcss for the two girls during the summer
holidays. With a letter in her hand she
hustled into Mr.. Craigies smoking room,
and announced that her friend, Mrs. Armi.
tage, in Kensington, knew a lady who
knew charming and wcl-cducated cir
"And who does she know" INTERRUPTED
her husband.
Nobody" said Mrs. Craigic. "She is
the girl"
OH said the laird. "Now, though
That she would surely know another cir
who knows woman, who knows a man
Richard" said his wife. "Kindlv liste,
TO me-"
1t had been her fate to marry a con
tirmed domestic humorist, but she Dor,
her burden stoically. She told him nov
SIMPLY and firmly that the girl in ouestio,
required holiday and that she purpose,
to give her one and in return extract som,
teaching and supervision for their dauyh
tiers.
"llavc it your own way, my dear Hav,
1t your own way said he. ut was econ
omy yesterday. It's a govcrncss to-day
IiaNc you forced the Satc!'
(which SAFE" demanded the unsuspect
ing lady.
AT the bank. I've no more money O
my own, | can tell you. However, sen,
Tor your govcrness-gct couple of then
while you're at it,
The humorist was clearly so please
with his jest that no further debate wa
to be apprshcnded, and his wife went GU
tc write the letter Mr. Craigic lit hi
sixteenth pipe since breakfast and chcwc,
the cud of his wit very happily
A fortnight later he returned one even
ing in the car, bringing Miss Eileen Hol
land, with her trunk and her brown suit
case.
only hat Selma" said he to his wifi
as soon as the girls had led Miss HOLLAND
out of hearing. "That's the kind of gov
erness for me. You don't mind my telling
her to call me Dick, do you? 1t slipped
out when she was squeezing my hand"
81 don't mind you're being undignified, >
replied Mrs. Craigie in a chilly voice, "bu
do wish you wouldn't be vulgar"
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-02
PROHIBITION AN ISSUE

II ROHIBITION has suddenly
loomed on the political horizon
as an issue of the first magni-
tude. A year or two ago, when the
State Chairman of the Prohibition
party issued his call for a State con-
vention, the newspapers published a
line or two about it under a single
line heading and let it go at that.
Now they give the item n black cap
ton and quote at length what the
chairman has to say about it.
The newspapers are quick to scent
a change in public thought and the
Importance they attach to the COM
ing gathering of the Prohibition
forces in Pennsylvania should be a
hint to political leaders. The day is
past when prohibition can be regard
ed lightly or crowded into a corner
and forgotten. 1t is a big and vital
force in the community that is grow
ing by leaps and bounds. 1t will be a
wise leadership that gives it due
and proper attention. Any other
course would be stupid. Even liquor
dealers admit the handwriting on the
wall. Why not have it over with at
once, so far as Pennsylvania is con-
cerned, and let the liquor men have
time to find other lines of activity be-
fore the final blow falls-as fall il
eventually will.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-02
THE HOUN, DOCS sNARL

"HE correspondence between
Speaker Champ Clark and Ben
jamin Strong, governor of the
Federal Reserve Bank in New York
is spicy reading-in that portion
which Mr.. Strong supplies. The
Speakers end of it is rather lame;
for he attempts to saddle upon the
newspapers the responsibility for the
assertion which he made in the
course of the Liberty Loan drive to
the effect that "a ring of New York
flnanciers" were attempting to make
the loan a failure.
Mr.. Strong points out an invidious
comparison of the subscriptions real
lied in the New York district and the
district where the Speaker lives.
This, however, was not necessary to
his argument-which is directed to
the, attempt, in which the Speakers
remarks had a prominent place, to
create q class Feeling between the
many who possess little and the few
who possess much.
In making sacrifices for the nation
at war, whether in the giving of their
substance or of their flesh and blood,
there is no distinction between the
rich and the poor; and as Mr.. Strong
so we'll says, this is not time when
men should be trying to promote sec
tional and class distrust.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-02
WASTED

The boys who enlisted are giving
their blood
In battle for mine and me;
The women and babies are giving
their food
In countries across the sea;
They suffer privations undreamed in
our land
For the same ideals we hold.
They make sacrifices we can't under
stand
Where in plenty are bread and
The mothers, the children, the old,
the unfit,
Are giving their all over there
BY George! 1 don't want to do
merely my bit
But do my full share-my share!
It's little enough / can do over here
For the boys who are fighting for
ME,
But Til give till it hurts" and I'll
give with good cheer
When ii pinches the prouder I'll
be.
Why, the shirt from my back !
would joyfully tear
Just to feel less accused, less
ashamed
Every time my thoughts turn to our
boys over there
And the women and children and
manned;
Just to feel I was doing my utmost
with grit,
Just to feel I was playing thing!
square,
Just to know was not merely doinr
my bit
But-thank God.-I was doing m,
sharel
Lee Shipley. in Leslie's.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-02
MOTHERS GOOD NIGHT

When mother came to say good night
And kissed and fondled me
a vision of the angels came
My eyes alone could see.
For her sweet kiss brought Heaven
near
heard the songs of love
That came from that angelic choir
In happy spheres above.
o scenes of childhood's days now
dead
o happy hours passed!
Why is it that the years have flown
With joys too sweet to last?
Gould 1 turn back the years again
And see those days so bright
And call the hours-the happy hours
When mother came to say good
night.
The clouds are lowering DER my
head,
The view is cold and drear;
Instead of happiness there dwells
Within my heart fear.
I reach my hands to grasp her form.
But no, her dear caress
Is missing and my life is sad,
Unknown to happiness.
But memory keeps her ever near;
And see, she smiles at me,
Recalling days of long ago,
When life was glad and free.
She beckons-yes. tits mothers call
Oh, what glorious sight!
I feel her touch as in the hours
When mother came to say good
night.
Frank L. Monteverde in the
Memphis Commercial Appeal.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-02
Growing Agnosticism and
Blasphemy in Germany
Adele N. and Russell Phillips in the Atlantic Monthly

= N contrast to the emperor's SNUG
and almost sacrilegious claim of
- intimacy with the Deity, one is
almost Mortified by the wave of ag-
nosticism that has swept over Ber-
lin. There is a greater increase of
the other and worse extremists, who,
with mocking and contumelious Ian
guage, neither assert nor deny the
existence of the Deity because of
the limits of human intelligence or
of insufficient psychical evidence, but
who absolutely deny and scoff at the
existence of God.
The scourge of the disconsolate
must not be confounded with the in
fidel, who denies Christianity and the
truth of the Scriptures. And Heaven
knows that there are hosts of them
in Berlin; blasphemous hordes who
attack the very tenets of Christian
ity in public places without molesta-
ton by the authorities.
What can stem the tide of BIAS
phemy which is sweeping over Ger
many? For the unbeliever theres is
hope-for the blasphemer, none. In
the hpast year the Berlin newspapers
gave a great deal of space to sew
eral undoubtedly brilliant writer's.
While our own papers were discuss
ing the mohre vital questions of the
m moment-the problems of peace be-
. fore and after the war-these writ
ers consumed space in a debate on
the prediction of the Divine Pres
ence for either combatant. The
discussion called forth q lively re-
ply in the Morgenpost, from the
noted free thinker Schlunsen, who
writes: