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Evening star., 1919-03-23
The Good Ship Hope ByMme: Luee Dsarue- Madr,,s

utterly. sunken wreck amid the other
sunken wrecks. She wished that for one
second, for one second only, she might
again cleave the waters, like the share
of plow.
To go to sea again.
II Is well known that the dying.
when they are about to render up
their souls. go back in memory to
their childhood days. The old bark
recalled continually the day of her
nor sails. She was bare then. as now.
The Alpha and the Omega Of a ship
are very much alike. Then she was
naked but new. the paint and varnish
hardly dry. And her magnificent
name glittered in the sun. white let
ters on red background: Hope"
Hope" The sugar-plums tossed and
the. grains of wheat scattered, the
Latin Of the priest and the smile of
the godmother. The excited crowd
and the bell ringing in the church
tower-all that fete Of long ago had
name.
Hope Gliding down her wooden
ways she had descended to the
stream. majestically. with the natural
movement OF swan entering the
water. Glad shouts had greeted her
first contact with the element for
which she was conceived and construct
ed. Had she not then believed that a
debut SO triumphal was the sure
augury of other enchanted days and
that such launching could only start
her toward a destiny of dreams?
But what resemblance is there be-
tween being a fishing smack manned
by three poor fellows with no poetry
iu their souls. and the fairy promise
of a baptism like that9
MOI The bark which they launched
was not intended for so gross an oc-
cupation. She was fitted to glide on
waves, soft rs a cradle beneath her,
through sunny days and pearly nights
to glide rhythmically. wreathed with
flowers. to home happy isle where the
creatures OF her dreams awaited her
II the Prince Charming and the fairy
were not to embark on her some day,
why that bouquet and those ribbons for
the top of the malnmast? Why those
sails"
Alas! Now. an old wooden skeleton.
with sides broken. cast up there In gray
mud She saw the living ships pass out
OF port. spreading their white or dark
"ncd wings With all her poor old forces
Si.' c;'llyd To them,
III isn't true You must see that ii
Evening star., 1919-03-23

isn't true. There Is no Encha nted Isle
no Frince Charming no fairy. There 4.
nothlng but three poor fellows who fiSh
ior SAFE. your sails are only for COM
mon everyday use. And your beautiful
name. whatever 1t may be. win not nra.
Ven, you from ending in the sepulchral
niuo Where l am now. There is left 10
me but one letter Of the word Hone:
w, Wh'eh. NJ, nEe promise, painted in white
on red back ground, once decorated
my bow Hope What irony Hope;;
What lie"
a noctural squall. at the beginning
o, me summer. came near making the
0,a Mos snip believe that her deliverance
gale having subsidized. she had not not
taken to the sea. On the contrary.
for sand and pebbles, secured up 6v
the wrath OF the waters. now surround
ec @ her on all sides. And she thousht:
NO one can see any longer that I
was 2 ship; I am buried. Then I
must be dead
The evening passed. Night came.
The moon shone clear. The days after
storm are always marked bv an al.
most supernatural peace. as If nature
were attempting to repair the ride.
nesses of the day before.
In the silence In which the tides,
white and velvety, broke almost with
out murmur, voices drew near
"Oh' ship" some one said in a
n usical tone. "Shall we go and sit down
there"
Anything you wish. my darling"
answered the tender voice of Young
man.
And the skeleton ship saw the two
appear. the Prince Charming and the
fa'ry--she all white and he In pale
blue. with a blue casque. and CARRIED,
as II were. in the rays Of moonlight.
When the war Is over we shall be
married." said the young man
Seated beside each other. facing the
horizon, 'ey clasped hands They
We're mah. e an imaginary voyage on
the dying bark.
You see" said the f1ancee 'how
well II was that we came here to
spend your six davs. How beautiful
the moonlight is We have embarked
at night for some happy isle"
Yes am dead" thought the old
ship. See. at last ] have entered my
paradise"
And laid triumphantly on the Prov
of the sad wreck tust at the Y'ace
where they hpd fcrmerlv painted the
word "llonC " ~" "qncee's bonur"' all
uf roses perf,'-"ed 'ha "i'.ht pul tho rea
uopyiirhi. 1917
Evening star., 1919-03-23
\ LITTLE beyond the last pier of
\ the port. at point where the
\ sand bars become threatening,
a shin had thr1st itself deem into

ship had thrust itself deep into
the mud.
For how many years had the poor
old thing lain there? In spite OF the
squalor in which she was slowly rottng
away. she had still. when night fell,
against the rosy depths of the sky. an
astonishingly graceful outline. One
recognized In her at once an ancient
bark, with decks, spaciously built, a
fisher Of sole or herring. capable in
former times Of spreading her sails in
view of the English coasts.
If inanimate objects have souls, ships
are certainly endowed with them, since
they have all been christened, just like
human beings. My ship, melancholy
silhouette on the edge Of the estuary Of
the Seine, remembered and reflected.
From the joyous day of her launching
till the tedious hours of the present she
had known all that II means to live be-
tween the sky and the ocean. when one
Is fish by virtue of hull and bird by
virtue of sails. Dedicated to the wind
tally beaten. she had during her long
career loitered through the sluggish
calms and plunged and tossed through
the black tempests.
Surely her history had included many
moments OF supreme peril, when her
two sailors and her cabin boy began to
think seriously Of the little Chapel of
Mercy. high up on the hill, which con-
tains among its incensed shadows the
little wooden boats and the big three
masters, miniatures which guard
against shipwrecks, and of the vows
which sailors make to Our Lady at the
last minute before venturing on the.
main.
She foundered and ponderetl-the old
ship. She recalled the beautiful hours
In the port when. at low tide. her cargo
OF fish discharged. her sails furled, she
tugged gently at her moorings and
creaked in her eagerness TO go to sea
again.
To 20 to sea again
Since she had lain I'm misery in the
wind she had longed for the tempest
the cyclone, the tidal wave which would
pluck her from her shine and restore
he. to the deep. before destroy niB her
Evening star., 1919-03-23
Of Mary Regan By leroy Scott


do it?--and t., without attracting atten-
That's easy. Nothing of that sort
attracts attention at lie Minuit."
lie pressed button, and from the
waiter VINO appeared he demanded the
immediate presence of NJ. LIE Balm.
tered.
Joe" Clifford ordered briefly,
get Mr.. Mortons things. what
ever they are. and have two of
your walters help him down into a
YOU
Sure said the Frenchman from
somewhere below 18th street.
-, presently two walters supported
the still stupefied Jack out of the
room; little later Clifford and Mary
passed unheeded through the hiIari-
Gus patrons of lie Minuit down the
stairway, and across the light-fiood
ed sidewalk out into the waiting taxi
Gao, IN one corner of which Jack
huddled Imply. Here they sat silent,
waiting. Clifford had sense that
1t was not the old Mary Regan be-
side whom he sat-but that new
Mary Regan who did not know her
self, and he had sense that, with
her: at least, big issues were still at
stake.
= ASSoHtiS dHOtueT tdXl rapidly
turned the corner and came I'd a
pause just behind them. Out Of this
the elder Morton stepped.
wait here for a moment, please"
Mary said to Clifford. She stepped
out upon the brilliant sidewalk-and
clifford looked on, wondering.
"Oh, Miss Gilmore!" cried Morton.
swiftly coming to her with an eager,
eXpectant smile. you were an angel
to call me up-after not letting me
see you for so long! Though" he
quickly added in soft complaint, ait
from me as you did
You advised me to leave the Gran
than" she reminded him.
Yes, but 1 didn't advise you to
go leaving me in ignorance Of your
amiably hurt tone. "And thatMahM
little present-was it kind to return
1T, without a word the way YOU did?"
You mean that $4,000? I did not
need the money"
"No?" He smiled. IT thought a
woman always needed money. Well,
my dear, now that I've found you
again, I hope there'll never be an
other such dreary hiatus in our
friendship. You're looking--but Pm
no poet! And at last I'm to have my
answer?"
Yes she said quietly.
GOOD! I've had that yacht put in
commission. Everything is waiting.
Whenn you be ready to go?"
I'm not going" said Mary.
Not going! The devil you say.
He stared at her white. set face.
Dominated by his own pleasant con-
ception of this situations he had not
tn then really noted her bearing.
lie was completely taken aback.
"Well--you have your nerve! Then
why did you ask me to come over
here, and at such an hour?"
Il thought you might like to see
your son."
"Jack!' he exclaimed.
She nodded. Hes in here"-and
moving back pace, she pointed into
the car.
my God-Jack" breathed his father,
us he sighted the limp. exhausted flg-
ure. Then he saw Clifford. you.
Clifford" he exclaimed sharply.
'Where'd you find him?"
Clifford stepped from the car. 'I
didn't fnd him. Miss Gilmore found
him.
Evening star., 1919-03-23

IheSe are your people, Peter Love-
man; working under your orders. You
tell them to keep their Mouths closed
about Miss Regan; if there's a peep,
something very unexpected is also go
Ing to happen to you"
See here. Clifford protested Love-
man, I've no control over them!'
believe it or not, Loveman, but I've
got you, too" Clifford retorted sharp
ly, "only I'd rather not close in on
you just yet unless you make me.
You'll give them that order and see
that they obey it, or you'll get what
you'll get!
Loveman gazed for a moment long
er into Clifford's set face. Then with
feeble attempt at a pleasant smile
he turned to the others:
II guess you all understand that I'd
like to have you do as Mr.. Clifford
THAT'S ALL" said Clifford sharply.
Now, get out of here-all of you.
You can settle your bills outside. l
give you just one minute"
Within the minute they were gone.
Mary and Clifford, alone in the little
room, Jack still pitched unconsciously
forward upon the table. looked at each
other for long space. Despite. the
fake Hawaiian music and the laugh
ter of the mixed world of LIE Minuit.
which sounded through the thin parti-
tions. there was in reality deep si-
lence between them.
II want to thank you'll want to
thank you very much, breatheo
Mary. at length.
He seemed not to hear her halting
words. do you know what Is the
really big thing about all this?"
"What?"
He spoke very quickly. "By your
action few minutes ago. you proved
that you are not wholly the worldly
person you thought you were. The
risks then took not tn
your ambitious plan; you took them
to save Jack. You forgot yourself.
Through your own scheming Life
placed responsibility on you-and
you accepted it. That is the big
thing!"
She stared at him. bewildered ques-
tioning In her pale. dark face. He
saw that she still did not understand
helrself-the impulses which had
moved her-and which might still be
moving her. For a moment she did
not speak. Then she asked, looking
down at Jack:
But what am to do now?"
That is for, you to decide When
you have decided III help YOU"
"If 1 take Jack from here--' She
broke off; and stood gazing thought
fully at the stupetied boy. 1T would
do no good unless-unless-"
Again she left her sentence uncom-
pleted The insistent ringing of the
little telephone, whose receiver was
still dangling. caught her attention
She walked with manner of deci-
sion to the telephone.
Central. please get me the Bilt-
more she requested steadily. This
the Biltmore? Please connect me with
Mr.. Morton Is this Mr.. Morton?
Mr.. Morton. this is Mrs. Grayson-
Miss Gilmore, you know. / am now at
LIE Minuit. l wonder if you would
care to meet me here Very we'll,
In ten minutes then Til ha waiting
In taxicab down in front = = > My
answer to your invitation? Yes--if
you want my answer, I'll have it
She hung up.
He was referring to that cruise
with him?" asked Clifford.
YES"
Clirord regarded her curiously:
What was her purpose in summoning
Mr.. Morton into this situation?
Il want to get Jack down into a
taxicab, Mary went on. "TIow can l
Evening star., 1919-03-23

"And what good'll that do your
all through with you?"
What he thinks OF me has moth
Ing to do with the case" Mary re-
turned.
Mary, it's no use--keep out Of
this!" cried little Loveman. He took
her arm to draw her away, but she
shook him of.
said am "a sSns So co%e sS do on snss'y gasHy what
No. you're not" Nina cried. sud-
denly sharp and venomous, leaning
farther across the table. You just try
to start anything like that and I'll
Miss Mary Regan!"
Hilton. finished gentleman Of hotel,
cafe, and ballroom. had moved around
the table to her side. "And start any
thing, and III tell what know" he
said In hard voice. his hands twitch-
ing. And itll be something besides
what Miss Cordova will tell. / believe
son!"
And And. we won't put Off telling till to-
moved quickly to little wall tele-
phone. tinted In gray-and- gold to
mateh the room. and took down the
Biltmore? Connect me with Mr.. Nor
ton - Mr.. Morton, this is Miss Corr
dova: ,n"n.H Will you please hold the wire
She muffied the mouthpiece with a
pam ana turned upon Mary. Get out
Just one secondw
Cliford's eyes. taking in all, were
centered on Mary who was gazing
at all these faces bent upon
imnr,s.s her IN menace. Zen He saw that her
that she realized that these per-
sons could, and would, do exactly
what they threatened; that their tell
ing would mean an immediate end to
the ambitious plans for which she
mad schemed and worked and waited
SO hard.
There was silence in the little cab
met particulier: all the figures, save
Jacks, stood in tense tableau-wait-
ing. clifford. looking through the
aperture OF the dor, recognized that
this was climax In Mary Regans
life. Events. with some guidance
from him. had arranged a supreme
test. The next instant would prove
something-what? He was as taut
Mary. with slow calm. drew deep
breath: her figure stiffened. "Mr
Hilton, Miss Cordova." she said stead
ily, slowly, her eyes not leaving them,
you may tell everything you like. 1
here"
At her words an exultant thrill
leaped through Clifford. She had had
her choice-and had chosen the way
OF her own destruction!
Mary put an arm under Jacks
shoulders. stop that" cried Nina.
In sudden fury, dropping the tele-
phone receiver and clutching the un-
conscious Jack. so that he was torn
away from Mary's arm. With ener-
getic fury she turned on Loveman.
la 1nr oto IN,
promised me, II I'd come into this.
you'd iiy up n marriage between Jack
aud me"
"SNut up. Nnaw loveran cnt /,
Evening star., 1919-03-23

Morton turned swiftly upon Mary.
SO you've broken your promise, and
had him alf this time" he cried
harshly. you brought him to this!"
Hold on, Mr.. Norton" Clifford shot
in. Miss Gilmore had not seen him
till tonight. To night she found him
In the drunken company he's been lin
for ten days. She got him away from
them and sent for you. The least q
gentleman--particularly gentleman :
VINO has taken such poor care Of his
son-can do under the conditions is
to try to apologize"
Morton glowered at Clifford III
that's the case. of course. I apologize.
BUT the question is, where's he been
all this tlme?"
1T seems to me-" put in Mary in the
same quiet voice, "that the most im-
portant question is. what are you goa
ing to do with him?"
... DO with him?" demanded Morton.
mind?
Clifford had been. and still was ask.
ing himself those same questions.
Mary, standing between the two
men, gazed very calmly at Mr.. Nor.
ton. You've had Jack In charge for
see your work He was with me
awhile; during that short time he
tried to be-, and was. a man. It's up
to you to choose"
drew a deep breath. "Am I getting
you right? Are you suggesting that
Jack come back to you?"
Cl1nord now began to understand:
though he had no idea--nor perhaps
did she. for that matter-of the de-
gree to which she was moved by the
fearful figure of Maisle Jones. breath
ing, you are ebig-wonderful!"
II think I might make a man Of
him" she said.
You mean to resume on the old
basis-the basis. discreet Riverside Drive
arafr-and all that?"
Just that. I'll do my best for him
provided he comes with yOurs
knowledge and consent"
He gazed at her intently you're a
new new kind ,ns., to me-" Then. dryly: mo.
tb,ns M shall h H. never ,,"s ask you for single
He gazed at her. hesitating 1t was
not given to any of the trio to see
then what a moment Of great CRISIS
this was 1t was like the apex of 20
composed.
WIN mo thank, thank you," ~. Mr.. Morton said
self"
lust as you say. But remember. I
preston did not change by flicker.
Under the circumstances, the sim
plest. arrangement would be for us
merely to exchange taxis. / suggest
that that you take my taxi with your son.
With your permission I'll take YOUR
cab. Goodnight"
She turned about. with her COM
posed air of f1nality. will you please
help me in, Mr.. Clifford"'
Clirord did so. Over his shoulder
ne had glimpse of the handsome.
elderly man standing, loose -jawed.
staring after her
AS Clifford settled beside her ana
the car sprang away, there was q
sharp. breaking choke from her. and
she dropped her face into her hands.
After that she gripped herself and sat
silent. rigid, as the car spun on. Cliff
ford gazins on her. wondered thrill
ingly what was happening within
that taut figure wondered
what might happen in the days to
(To be Continued Next sunday.)
The Mena weekly star., 1919-05-08
BOMB MENACE IS OVER?
Postal Officials Believe All Have Been
 Found.

Washington, May 2,-Belief was exprest by postoffice officials last night that most, if not all, of the bombs mailed from New York as part of May Day plot against the lives Of public men had been found.
 Checking of reports from various parts of the country showed only three internal machines, addressed to Senator Lee s. Overman of North Carolina; Senator William H. King of Utah, and Frank K Nebeker, an at torney of Salt Lake City, chief gov ernment prosecutor in the I. w. w. trials at Chicago last fall, got thru the mails in the last 24 hours.
 The alertness of a postal clerk at Salisbury, N. C., Senator Overman's home town, prevented the delivery of the machine to the senator.
 Unusual precautions were taken in Washington today to protect cabinet members and court officials from bomb attacks.
 Officials here were greatly relieved upon learning late yesterday that there was no foundation for reports of the seizure of fourteen bombs in post offices along the Pacific coast.
The Mena weekly star., 1919-05-08
BELGIUM PROTESTS
 THE PEACE TERMS
Dissatisfied Because It's Territorial Claims Have Received Little Goa siderasion-4-German Peace Del
 egstes Liked First Meeting.

Paris, May 2.-The Belgian dele gation to the peace conference is ex- pressing dissatisfaction over the terms of the preliminaries for peace as they affect Belgium. None of the territorial claims of Belgium have been granted except that for Mall medy, in Rhenishe Prussia, short distance south of Aix-la- Chappelle, the population of which before the war was largely Walloon.
 Malmedy will revert to Belgium. The territory on the left bank of the Scheldt river and Maastricht and the Limbourg Peninsula are not men, toned in the terms.
 Of .he $5OO,OOO,0O0 already men, tioned as an immediate financial in- demnity for Belgium, more than half the amount has merely been placed to Belgium's credit in allied countries as part payment of war loans. No provision has been made for the re- call by Germany of the six billion marks which were left in Belgium and are lying in Belgian banks and vaults, bearing no interest, as the circulation of the mark in Belgium is not per mitted.
 "The amount of six billion marks represents virtually the total Belgian liquid assets" said member of the Belgian delegation today.
 M, Delacroix, the Belgian premier, arrived in Paris this morning, bring ing a message of protest from the Belgian senate. He conferred with M. Hymans of the Belgian peace del egation, who is expected to appear be- fore the council of three to make rep resentations concerning the terms granted Belgium.
The Mena weekly star., 1919-05-08
DOUGLASS BUSINESS COL LEGES of PENNSYLVANIA.

"For more than five years we have been Investigating this sys- tenn as well az many others. Dur ing the last year we taught it in our class rooms side by side with the Gregg and Putnam systems. The results secured by the Para gon students convinced Us that the Paragon system was much su- pericr, easier learned and had more reading power.
 Tn order to further test the system, we combined our Gregg, Putnam and Paragon students in the same dictation class. We found the Paragon students had more speed, made better notes and could transcribe their notes much better than the others.
 "We found that Paragon stu dents, after being two months in school, could do better work than Gregg and Putnam students could do in four months. In addition 10 all this, we found that the Para gon students could read the notes correctly and it did not matter whether it was technical or not. Those who have studied any of the older systems of shorthand, and know how hard 1t is Co read the notes, will appreciate this"
The Mena weekly star., 1919-05-08

Will Celebrate Her Birthday. Being
 100 Years Old This Month.


 100 Years Old This Month.
 The South's Greatest Birthday Party" is the slogan descriptive of a big celebration that will rival the famous New Orleans Mardi Gras. It IS the centenary that will be held in Memphis the week of May 1921.
 The city of Memphis, to which the state of Arkansas has about as good a claim as Tennessee, is 100 years old and all this section is proud of her progress and will join in the hearty celebration, of her birthday.
 A hotilla of U. s. submarine de- stroyers and captured German sub marine will add touch of pictur- esque interest to the big show. Gov ernors, senators and ambassadors are on the program. There will be pa- geants, floral parades, canticle of 800 voices, community dancing and all sorts of carnival festivities.
 The Memphis Chamber of Con- merce will tender luncheon to the Arkansas Press Association on "Cha- teau Thierry Day" Wednesday, May 2l. Arkansas newspaper folk will at tend, travelling in special Pullmans.
The Mena weekly star., 1919-05-08
GEO. $. HOUSTON, PRESIDENT Federal Business College
 Regina, Sask.. Canada.

After having taught other sys- tems of shorthand for over fifteen years, we adopted the Paragon system in April. 1913. We did not make the change without very carefully Investigating the claims which were made for this system, but the evidence was so overwhelmingly strong in it's fa- vor that we decided to give it q fair trial. So satisfactory have been the results that we would today under no circumstances re- turn to any of the other so-called standard systems.
 "The simplicity of Paragon Shorthand enables students to learn 1t in a very short time, and the facility with which they can use it enables us to increase the time given to students in the typewritlng department i00cs over that given them when we used other systems. Our students, therefore. are not only better writers of photography. but are much superior typists.
 "Any school using the old sys- tems is wasting very much valu- able time, and should do we'll Go follow the cource which we have adopted in introducing this sysa tenn of shorthand. which meets the most cxacting demands of modern times"