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The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-07-12
2 he Panama Express
 By Walt Gregg.

''Yes, and I must tell my boy friends"
 When the dishes had been cleared away Marietta, Carlotta and their brother went back to the dining room and placed the chairs in position. Then Charles climbed to his post and said: Let's pretend we're On a real 1y truly train"
 The next instant he saw the fairy engineer and heard him say, Good evening, sir. It Is fine weather we're having"
 Then Charles looked back Yes, there were sleeping cars, and near the steps of each stood 6 porter. s'I think I'll so into one of those and come back here in the morning." he told the engineer. So he climbed down and walked along the train un- til he saw Carlotta sitting at win dow.
 Where are we going this timer he asked the conductor. ''To South America" was the re- ply; and then the conductor called, "All aboarI!" and waved his lantern.
 Charles had no sooner taken seat than the train stopped outside the house and all the boys and girls came in. What a merry crowd it was ana I1OW they uld SliCuL dIlu 1auSns It was lots of fun watching the porter make up the berths and while 1 this was being done the fairy con | ductor came in to have a chat with his passeng gers.
 1 ''We are not moving nearly so fast ! as we did last time," said Marietta "No," replied the conductor. That | Is because we do not want to reach | Panama during the night. It is bet ter to arrive there in the mornine 2 and then you can see the new coun- tries that we are going to visit By nine o'clock the children were i in the little berths and a half houI later they were sound asleep. l Charles was the first to awaken in the morning and he pushed the but ton that was by the side of his bed That rang a bell at the end of the car and called the porter. Wake them all up" said the little boy. Breakfast was served in the din- ing car and soon after the children had finished the train stopped al
 Panama. Charles then ran to the 1 engine and climbed up beside the 1 engineer and the other children wenr
 back to the coaches, where they found that the berths had beer changed to seats again and every thing arranged for daylight travel. Soon after they started grea
 mountains came into view.
 Look at the snow," cried CaroIot
 ta. I'm sure that's snow this time Yet 1t is so warm here"
 "Yes, children, that is snow on toI
 of the Andes mountains. There l. always snow that high, for it is muc1
 colder than near the surface" sait the conductor.
 Where is the ocean?" asked Charles.
 I've are in the interior of tn,
 country" the engineer told him, "ant
 are far from the ocean,
 They passed a city that was sur
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was lifted on board as the train started.
 Isn't this perfectly lovely!" said Marietta. Where are we going?'
 You are on board the Panama ex- press" said the fairy conductor.
 That's splendid" cried Marietta, and all the children shouted for joy.
 Look at the COW turn a somer- sault to get out of the way" said Charles to the fairy engineer.
 Its a good thing she did," he re- piled. We're going faster than any thain ever went; almost as fast as lightning"
 It was quite cool when they start ed, but it soon commenced to grow warm.
 How funny!- exclaimed one of the little girls. Its hot now, yet there Is snow over those fields
 That isn't snow," explained the conductor; it is cotton. Stop the train, Mir. Engineer, so they can see better"
 The wheels ceased to turn and the little passengers from the North found themselves among thouSanGs of bushes. Growing on the branches were fluffy balls of white. Up and down, along paths between rows of these bushes, walked colored people, men, women and boys. They carried ! baskets, into which they placed the | fluffy balls as they picked them off. | These people sang while they worked 1 Its just like a scene in Uncle Tom s l Cabin,'" said Marietta. "Is this the same cotton they make goods from?' ! she asked the conductor. "Yes. miss" he replied. After il | is taken from the field it Is packed | into bales, then shipped north or to | Europe and made into cloth by ma | chinery. Now we must start again, and he pulled the bell-cord. "Oh, look at those funny trees! exclaimed Carlotta soon after they ! left the cotton plantation; they seem | to be draped with veils." | That is moss." explained the fairy Now tell me what you see"
 The little girl clapped her hands | Its the ocean!" she exclaimed
 "Yes; or rather it is the Gulf ot ] Mexico. Our train will run beside the water for several minutes"
 Are we going to stop in Mexico?' | Charles asked the engineer.
 No. They are having terrible times in this country and 1t would not be safe. They arc having a civi war. Everybody hopes that it vii soon be ended so that the men car return to work. Some day Mexico will be a wonderful country, but frs the people must learn how to gover1 themselves"
 Although the train did not stop tht children were entertained by tn, sights of tropical trees and plants They called out in surprise when the. passed through a field of cactii, thos, curious plants that have such odt shaped leaves with little spikes grow ing out. Then they saw great for ests where the trees appeared to b.
 woven together and where gras grew so thcik and high that a maI could hardly walk through.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-07-12
By Walt Gregg.

from the ocean,"
 Are they making another city next to San Francisco?" asked Mari etta, and she pointed to a place where very large buildings were being erected.
 Those are for the big exposition that will be held next year, said the fairy. "It is to celebrate the compile tton of the Panama Canal. But," and he looked at his watch. i've must be going home now. It Is nearly time for luncheon and your parents will wonder where you are" "Choo! Choo-choo-choo!" Charles found that he was whistling again. The fairy engineer had disappeared. He looked back. There was no fairy conductor and the passen ger cars had changed into chairs. Carlotta waved her hand. "@Wasn't t that lovely trfp?" she called. Come children,' said mother, who had entered the dining room; i've must have those chairs for the table. D Charles climbed down. We'll ask the fairies to take us again." he said 1 to his sister.
 Then they told their mother all about their wonderful ride, and 1 asked If they might take another trip some day
 If you will hang up your clothes neatly every night for a week and put your shoes where you can find them in the morning you may go,' she said. But why didn't you ask | me this timer"
 Because we started before we knew it," said Charles.
 All Aboard for South Amerfcai
 Three nights after the train ride tc Panama Charles dropped his trousers on the floor and his mother found | them there in the morning. | "Oh, please don't let that count, he said; "and I'll always remember to hang them up"
 'fVery we'll" said mother. "But fl it happens again another day will be added.''
 The girls were very careful about their clothes and as Charles did not forget again they were told at the enc of the week that they might go or another Journey.
 "I wonder how we'll let the fairies know?" asked Charles. Lust like we did before, I sup pose,' said Carlotta. "WeI1 make III train with chairs, and then wei say that we wish we could really gc somewhere"
 ttA1l right" replied her brother Then, after few minutes he added Let's start at night
 Why" asked his sister.
 ''I think they would have sleepin. cars," said Charles.
 "Oh, wouldn't that be fun!" and tn little girl clapped her hands. And then we could go through tn place where the shooters are whil it is dark. They would be asleep ant wouldn't see us," said Charles.
 'You mean Mexico?" asked Carlotta
 Her brother nodded his head.
 Well, if we are going tonight must tell the girls to be ready out side"
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Now we shall stop for a minute" " said the conductor as the train slowed down again. Where do you think we are?' and he pointed to great mounds of earth that looked as if they had been piled up by giant shovels, and to muddy water that was between.
 '1 know!" shouted Marietta; fits the Panama Canal"
 Correct" said the conductor. This is the great work you have heard so much about. This canal connects the Atlantic and the Pacific oceans. In another year ships will be passing through"
 The children were too young to understand much that he told them, but what they did enjoy was touch ing the sensitive plants that were growing near the track. Every time they touched a leaf 1t shiVered and closed as if afraid.
 All aboardi" shouted the conduc- tor; and they were off again. Now we are going north.'' said the fairy, "and will pass through all the British Honduras. Of course we did that coming down, but we went sc fast there wasn't much chance for me to tell you anything about them This" and he waved his hand, 'iE Costa Rica. I'll stop the train a minute and you can tell me what you see'
 "Bananas!" exclaimed Carlotta. "Is that the way they grow?" Yes, on trees. See, that man is cutting off bunch
 | But they are green" said Marietta 1 That is how they must be picked l -l,s F., voyage north and while hanging 1T [ warehouses"
 | Another start was made and the conductor soon explained that they were travelling through Nicaragua l Many persons wanted the grea ! canal to pass through this country, | he said; "and perhaps another vii ksbe dug here some day. Now" ht added, i've are skipping over a par | of Honduras and arc coming intt l Salvador, which is the smallest O these republics. And this is Guate mala from where great deal of cof fee Is. shipped; but I must show yo, how that grows another time.'
 After leaving Guatemala the, scooted as fast as the locomotiv1 could go through Mexico, for Charles said he did not want any of thos, revolutionists shooting at him wttl their rifles.
 What a beautiful city!" Nariett' exclaimed a few minutes later.
 That Is Los Angeles" said tn fairy. We are in the United State again. Yes, it certainly is a beauti ful place. And so is San Francisco which you will soon see. There it i now, straight ahead"
 And is that the Golden Gate?
 asked Carlotta. standing up. Where the go1d?"
 The Golden Gate," the fairy ex
 plained, Ifs only the name for a mar row passage of water between tw headlands. It is a channel for ship
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rounded by mountains on all sides. That is Quito, the capital of Equa- dor, said the conductor. And now, children, what do you see2" he asked as the train stopped in forest.
 They saw strange looking men fastening strange looking pails to the sides of trees, and looking closer they could see that holes had been made in these trees and that something like milk was running into the pails. Other men were standing near little fires and were holding in the smoke short sticks that had been dipped into this milky stuff Are they making maple sugar." asked Marietta. No" said the fairy; that is rub ber.'
 "Rubber!" shouted Charles. What, rubber like they make automobile tires out of, and balls and pencil l erasers?'
 "Yes," said the fairy. 'aThe sap comes out of trees like maple sap, | only 1t is thicker. It is made hard | by being held in the smoke and then I it Is placed on boats and shipped i down that river," and he pointed to some water near where they stood That is a most wonderful river," he 1 Sctl IL 4lshy l1oI O0 eaS 4O4IS dE the Mississippi but more water passes down it to the ocean. Who can tell l it's name?"
 A half dozen children held up their hands just as if they were in school
 What is it?' asked the conductor l ''The Anazon!" they shouted.
 That's right. Now all aboard again."
 A few minutes later he told them that they were passing through Peru
 What are those men cutting?' asked Marietta "It looks as if they were gathering fishing rods" That's sugar cane," the fairy ex- plained. Those rods are filled with sweet sap, They are crushed by ma chinery. The sap is held in tanks and goes through process tha1 changes it into sugar."
 Look at that beautiful lake!" ex | claimed Carlotta.
 That is Lake Titicaca. It is the highest lake in the world" What a pretty name," said Mari etta.
 And now we are in Bolivia" saie the fairy. Do you see those me1 going down into that mine? The. piles of tin ore laying there"
 Tt doesn't look like tin," saie Charles.
 That is because 1t is mixed Wit1 something else. It is shipped iron here to England and there machiner. is used to separate the tin from tn other metals and from the rock"
 The train was now running ove mountains and they saw the oceaI again. We are looking at the Pa cific," said the conductor; and tha land on which the waves are dashin, is Chile. It is the longest country Il South America, but it Is very nar row."
 What are the men digging here? asked Charles.
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''It is nitrate of soda and is shipped from Chile all over the world. Farm CTS use it to spread over their land. for 1t makes the soil very rich"
 Then the train turned sharply to the left, which the conductor said was toward the east, and a few min utes later he called the attention of the children to the miles end miles of wheat fields. This Is the Argen- tine Republic he told them. The climate Is very much like what we have in the northeron states and this is one of the greatest wheat growing countries in the world. It is also great cattle raising country. See those cattle over there?" "Yes," said Marietta; and sheen, | too. There seem to be @ million of l them"
 After while the train started north again and the air commenced ! to grow warmer. 1 "We are entering Brazil" said the conductor. This is the largest coun- try in South America and is nearly 1 as large as the United States"
 What lovely 5utterfias!" ex- claimed Carlotta. "Why, some Of them are as large as my two hands. Look at that one. It is deep bur pie
 And this one,' said Marietta, pointing to a brilliant creature that 1 had flown into the car, lis crimson with black stripes"
 white wings fringed with gold," said Mary.
 And real orchids are growing on the trees!" shouted another child.
 Brazil is the home of orchids" said the conductor. Now tell me what you see," he added as the train stopped again.
 Men picking berries from little trees," said Marietta. And they're
 Those are coffee herries," ex- p1ained the fairy. They are taken from here and dried, then they are poured into sacks and shipped on steamers to the United States and other places. Brazil grows more cof- fee than does any country in the world"
 A few minutes later the conductor pointed to some water that was very dark and muddy. Notice, children" he said, "how different in color it is from the ocean. That is where the Amazon river empties into the At 1antic. All those boats you see are loaded with rubber and they will soon sail for the United States Now we must be going home,' and he pulled the bell cord.
 Again the children found them selves in the dining room. Did you have a pleasant trip?" asked mother when she had kissed them.
 Perfectly splendid" said Carlotta. Then she added: Mother, can we have coffee for dinner?" "Yes, if you wish 1t: But why?'
 Because we saw it grow" said the little girl.
 "If we ever go again." said Charles, i've must ask the fairies to take us where the tea comes from
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Abandoning The Bill
 By Clarence Garden.
By Clarence Garden.

every part of the House.
 Rumor has. of course, been rife, but a complete nervous breakdown seems at present the only solution consistent with this extraordinary contretemps."
 The next was a copy of the Wire of Oct. T.
 An unusual scene was witnessed at Marlborough st. this morning" read Bayfeld, when MT. Russell Ear ringford, the eminent Kings counsel was charged with picking pockets in the neighborhood of Oxford Circus. "A police constable stated that MT. Farringf gford was given into custody by an American gentleman at present staying at the Hotel Majestic, who, feeling a tug at his coat, turned and gripped the prisoner by the wrist. The inspector, who knew the latter, at first refused to take the charge, but upon MT. Farrin gford's pockets being searched and an extraordinary
 quantity of miscellaneous valuables belonging to the prosecutor being dis covered, he had no alternative" | The last was merely cutting, 1 taken from the Financial Examiner l of the current week.
 Considerable excitement was 1 -'eit4s7St III 1HFOSulcl tOh oh l uCS- day last" it ran, owing to the ap- 1 sence of MT. Bernard Lewis from the special meeting of the Angora Con
 sessions, Ltd.
 Tt was an open secret that Mir. | Lewis stood to benefit very largery | by the reorganization scheme which | the meeting had been convened to
 sanction, but, upon. an urgent mes-
 sage being dispatched to that gentle
 mans house at Surbiton. it was dis
 covered that, by some inexplicable
 lapse of memory. he had forgotten the very existence of the company. and
 was absorbed in game of badmin-
 ton with his youngest daughter. | Elaborate. explanations were
 necessary before he could be induced
 to catch a fast train back to the city,
 and upon his arrival MT. Lewis com
 pleted the discontinue of his support
 CTS by throwing himself with charac-
 '5-istic ardor against the reorganiza- 1 ion scheme, with the result that II
 was eventually defeated by a narrow
 majority
 For long time Lord John sal
 staring down at the papers like one
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stuperfed. Then, into the dark con- fusion of his brain there crept faint ray of hope. He was proud man,
 but his pride must be sacrificed for
 something greater. He scribbled a hurried note, folded and addressed it,
 and rang the bell.
 A servant appeared.
 Drive in a hanson immediately to
 the Oasis Club. Inquire if a man
 named Husan-an Arab-is still en-
 ployed there, and, if he is, deliver
 this note to him and await an answer.
 If he has left, find out where he has
 gone, and follow him. Above all,
 waste as little time as possible
 Nearly an hour passed-the longest
 hour of his 1ife-before the servant
 returned He held thin gray en- veIope in his hand, and the under secretary ripped it open with blund- ering, nervous fingers.
 "The message of your excellcacy has been brought to my rooms here. I shall be wholly at your. service, if you will honor me by calling here at o'clock this afternoon. With profound regrets for any act of mine which may have caused mis- fortune, and humble salutations, "Husan" Bayfield's card was taken in by 8 dark-skinned attendant, and immedi- ately afterward the statesman was ] ushered into a large room, austerely yet we'll furnished. It was also slightly darkened. and filled with a faint, pleasant perfume which stead fed his nerves. From an inner apart
 ment he could catch occasional mur- | murs of conversation.
 A door opened, and the Arab ap- peared, white-robed and gravely UT bane.
 Lord John Bayfield, had the reputa- ton of knowing precisely what he l wanted, and also of being practised and fluent speaker. But here, in the presence of this fnscrutable Oriental, he found himself dumb.
 70, confound 1t all!" he broke out at last. You know as we'll as I do that since that evening when you
 handed round your accursed drug at 1 the club"
 "Yes?" said Husan patiently, as his visitor came to a stammering halt.
 There's been q hiatus-a gap in my brain. ] feel as though part of 1t had been frozen or paralyzed> 1
 I've kept entirely away from the
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House for the past week; but this cant go on indefinitely
 You drank of the wine of oblivion, :" said Husan gently; but you did not
 q don't say that I believe in it now"
 'Then-why do you come to me?"
 The under secretary was silent. The retort was inevitable.
 There were others who drank it, ' he said at last. sullenly. What Of them?"
 The Arab smiled, and, turning, opened the door of the inner room, pushed Lord John forward a couple of paces. and closed it again. Bay field found himself face to face with Sir Eglynton Wrest, Lewis, Eugene Wicliff and Farringford
 "You-too!" cried wrest
 TT came-' began Lord John.
 Farr1ngfo interrupted inpatient ly.
 You need not explain" he said. Each of us wrote. and Husan, with his fine sense of dramatic effect, made appointments which would bring us all here together. For some of us this meeting may not be too late. l, for one. am a ruined man!" Auu l! SdAu ~Nllu, WILL d lduSl that WAS moro than half sob, the others echoing his words. Bayfield, suddenly remembered a bowl of pale mauve liquid which had stood upon a table in the outer room. There is only one thing left," he said hoarsely. we have each lost honor and reputation-the things in life which men hold most precious. But the loss itself may be forgotten. You remember his words, To the dy- ing memory of tonight's dishonor' :. Husani"
 The door opened. On the threshold stood the Arab. smiling, the bowl m his hands. The under secretary took 1t from him and drank A white mist rolled, like a curtain, across his brain. A deadly faintness swept over him and passed. Husan still stood at his side, but all else had changed.
 Bayfield's eye fell upon the date at the head of the menu, and then upon the long table, shaded with soft lights, twinkling with silver. Men whom he knew-fellow members of the club were chatting carelessly over after dinner cigars with untroubled faces.
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"On the contrary, the stuff appears to be nothing more formidable than pure water, with the addition of cane sugar and a little vegetable flavoring."
 Bayfield, laughed.
 Tt is a fact Husan admitted as much when I accused him of trying to perpetrate a particularly silly sort of joke, but begged me not to dis honor him by emitting his contribu- ton from the menu. The fellow has an extraordinary gift of the gab and seemed in earnest. Hence-well, there's a jug of the stuff on the buff | fet there."
 Bayfield, became aware that the | Arab was watching them intently. It would seem as though he had been i following the conversation, for he lifted the big cut-glass jug and came with it slowly ir the direction of the two men.
 Will his excellency honor the least 1 of his servants by drinking of the | Wine of Oblivion?" he said
 Tt is harml ess,' Husan continued in a swift undertone, "as he on thy right will bear witness. If I had not | been branded, under your new law as a cheat and imposter l might have | spoken further, but"
 Lord John Bayfield, was a man oi impulse. He made a motion for the other to set down the jug.
 Law or no law he said, "you shall tell us. Plead your own cause and If we do not implicitly believe why, let the fault lie with our west ern temperaments."
 | "I came as a stranger to this coun. try, and without friends, to revea what I have spent my life in learn ing. But I find that if I even attemp to do so I shall be cast into bondag, in company with drunkards ant knaves and other outcasts. An( so, for one night at least, offer my self as your servant, surrendering m. ambition. but not my secret. That Il here!" He laid brown finger upo1 his forehead and then touched thu rim of the glass jug.
 His voice sunk to a purring whis per, Here. in the Wine of Oblivion lies the solution of thousand prob lens, since he who drinks consign to utter forgetfulness the subjec which may be in his mind at the mo ment."
 "All very poetical. but nonsense