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SARAH FERGUSON. All, quit, Han
nah!
HANNAH FERGUSON. There would
have been none of this if he hadn't for
gotten the right day, none of it.
Oh, da, da
ANDREW FERGUSON enters
ANDREW FERGUSON. Is anything
the matter?
SARAH FERGUSON. Your uncle
Andrews sent the money to paw the
mortgage, son. He forgot the mail-day,
and just missed it. If he hadn't forgot.
the money would have been here before
before Jimmy killed Witherow!
HANNAH FERGUSON. Az! Az,
Before-before Jimmy killed Witherow!
And then my da says it was all
planned.
ANDREW FERGUSON (with q queer
1orinkled smile on his face. as he takes
up the letter and fingers it,. Huh!
Uncle Andrew never had good memory,
had he? mo one speahs) Well, tho
farms safe, anyway
HANNAH FERGUSON. Az, the
farms safe
JOHN FERGUSON. We can't under
stand everything. It's no good trvinp
to puzzle it all out. We must lust have
faith that's all, Just have
faith,
HANNAH FERGUSON. One mans
dead and another's in jail in danger of
his life because my uncle Andrew FORGOT
the mail-day.
ANDREW FERGUSON. It's
a quare set-out!
JOHN FERGUSON. Ayl (sighing
heorily) Ay.
ANDREW FERGUSON Aysterico1-
~. Ha! Ha! ha! Ha, ha, hal
JOHN ANDERSON. Andrew An.
drew, son, don't you give way, too. Set
an example to your sister of self-con-
troll.
ANDREW FERGUSON (yecove,iuo
himself. Ay! Ay, da, VIII.
He sits doaon.
SARAH FERGUSON. Hannah,s lust
come back from seeing Jimmy, Andrew,
ANDREW FERGUSON. Oh. oh,
On, yes, l remember, she was GOING n
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18
I the breakfast table Nine.
Claves had startled her
n daughter out Of a reverie BY

dShlLks
What are you thinking about,
Henriette?"
About my wounded-all of them
and especially Of one whom re-
member so indistinctly that I can't
just tell who he is. I can't recall
his name or anything else that helps
me"-
AT a disappearing glance from
her sister she broke off the sentence.
There had been too many arguments
between them. They had Just lived
through four years which had made
them almost strangers to each other
the one in the hospitals, the other
at school and then through the ex-
elements of a courtship.
Henriette looked at her fathers
empty place and paid to him the
homage of silence. The period Of
mourning had gone by. They no
longer lowered their voices in speak
ing of the break in the family circle
Mother, don't you know we have
too many courses?"
Yes, my dear, we ought not to
stay so long at table. Are you COM
ing with us, Henriette?"
The elder daughter gently declined
out of Difference to her sister. And
Mathilde said
She has a horror of shopping. I
knew she wouldn't come. Besides.
since Roger is going to join us"-
Don't say any more. You are
wrong. I am very fond of your
fiance. But it is true that / don't
IKE the crush in the shops"
my children, would like to see
you always get along we'll with each
other"
But We do, mammal
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Tor the calm, the charm, the hone
when they reflected in the brain
behind.
The young girl heard distinctly
the phantom's question. He called
her Mile. Henriette," as all the
others did. There was nothing dis
tlnctive about his words. Thew were
the plant of all those whom the ws,.
rad sent to the hospitals. His face
far off and vague, revealed neither
origin more social condition. 1t
emerged from the fog with the
sublime, pathetic humility of a man.
lost IN the innumerable throng of
men turned soldiers, who wanted to
inspire a memory in the mind of q
beautiful young girl.
Number SCI" she cried. with q
sense of relief.
The blood-covered mask seemed TO
move on the white pillow, as if to
her. She recalled suddenly
that No. Sc, youth from Beauce
mad had his face swathed in padding
beneath the surgeons bandages. His
last breath came at daylight on
beautiful Sunday in May, carrying
TO the anonymity of death the secret
OF his childhood and youth, his char
acter and status, even his family
The other face resumed its place
m her thoughts, still desperately de-
handing recognition. The troubling
vision made her bend feverishlv
again among her papers, photo
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She had been obliged one dav to
quit him suddenly, standing on his
crutches in the centre of a group.
The next day he blamed his fever
Like a little child he felt ashamed
swearing that he would never do it.
again, that he felt for her graft
tude, respect and an admiration
beyond all limits. He had returned
TO the front. From there onlv he
mad ventured to offer his name and
MS LIE Off the latter should be
spared hlm) to "the white fairy"
who had remade a fit soldier ont of
the half-corpse whom she had so
generously aided to put back on his
feet A photograph had come
youthful and smiling, from the field
of agony where, a month later the
original had his head blown off bv
shell.
Marcel Degray!" she sighed, put
ting down the bundle of papers.
She repeated the names of manv
others of her wounded, while the un-
known kept calling from the depths
of her memory:
mile. Henriette, me, too. Don't
you remember me?"
What the eyes of her soul saw was
the face on a white pillow. The
delicate mouth was so still that it
seemed without breath. The look
from the eyes was a mere slant. so
close together were the eyelids. But
from this broken line poured forth
CLEAN Of sensibility remarkable
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go through with the bargain, where
upon her father sent her late at night
to tell the brutal landlord that he
could go ahead with his arrangements
for dispossession. Hours later she re-
turned to her home, moaning over and
crazed by the tragedy that had come to
her at the hands of the beast upon
whom she had innocently called. The
village grocer rushed from the house
with terrifying threats of vengeance
which he lacked the courage to per-
form.
Realizing this, the young brother
took down the large fowling piece from
over the family fireplace and blew off
the landlords head"
Irony and a deepened sense of
tragedy are finally added by the
arrival of a delayed letter from
America, containing a check which,
had it arrived on time, would have
given a wholly different cast to the
action. The dialogue at this point is
extremely interesting:
SARAH FERGUSON. Oh, he's sent
the money to pay the mortgage!
She holds the order in her fnoers
and gdSes stupidity at it for a
teW moments. They are all
silent for aUhile.
HANNAH FERGUSON (b;ttcy1J
Gods late, da.
JOHN FERGUSON (fee1ing the blow
to his faith). Don't, daughter, don't.
HANNAH FERGUSON (getting up
and gong to the 1oindow). Oh, it's
wicked, it's wicked.
SARAH FERGUSON. If it had only
come by the last MALL
JOHN FERGUSON. There must be
some meaning in it. There must be.
God doesn't make mistakes.
HANNAH FERGUSON. Isn't it ouare
and funny, da? Isn't it funny?
SARAH FERGUSON (going to her
and shaking her.. Hannah, Hannah,
for dear sake, control yourself.
HANNAH FERGUSON Napsino from
laughter to tears). Where's the right in
it, da? Where's the right in it? It's
Tot just It's not fair
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shaded his cheeks; q black, shaprv h.. 4
of hair like lions name crowned \, :.
forehead and hung down behind il 4
cascade of curls. She was stron, -,
vigorous, and did all the work ~ y.
house like a good bourgeoise m.,.
willing than skilled in such labors 8.
played with her children like a ,,r,
and her kindly, smiling face clouaos|
only when she heard the cough Of n.
beloved invalid.
AN atmosphere of eroticism. 81 h.
regular existence, of protest ars,rs.
conventional custom, seemed to .u,
round this vagabond family. Oh.
dressed in fantastic gowns and wor. I
silver dagger thrust in her hair. s. -
mantle ornament which scandalizes u.
plous Majorcan danes. Besides. she d;,
not go to mass in the city, nor mals
calls; she did not go out of her hou.s
except to play with her children or ;.
entice the poor consumptive out ipto
the sunshine, leaning on her arm. tn.
children were as extraordinary as ths
mother. The girl went dressed liza !,
boy that she might run with create,
freedom"
THEY were completely ostracized:
and at length, so great was tia
scandal their presence in this stsid
and respectable place stirred, that
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graphs and mementoes. Her hands
caressed the testimony to that col
lectlve gratitude which she had 50
we'll earned.
She dreamed for some minutes
before the picture of Marcel Degray.
The last words he had written her
reproached her gravely for not being
willing to promise to be his wife.
She knew them by heart. She un-
folded the letter to go over it again
IN pain. But the anonymous visage.
ashy pale on the white pillow, hid
the paper and the writing. The eve
lids opened a little wider and the
look from the eyes grew brighter.
1t expressed, insistently and plead
ingly, the same fixed idea:
"Son't you know me now, Mile
Henriette? l should never have
forgotten you if l had lived. You
were so good"-
The young girl folded UP the love
letter and mechanically gathered to-
gether all her correspondence. the
photographs and the dried flowers
which certified to her helpful activi-
ties on the borderland of the long
fratrlcldal struggle of men against
men.
"Ah! I recall him now. Otto!
lie lived three days"
The fog swallowed up again the
face whose enigma she had solved
She had sensation of shame. But
the memory of Marcel Degray dissi-
pated it. For he, the combatant
who had had his legs broken and
nad recovered to go under fire again
and to meet death-he had believed
that wounds render the person even
OF an enemy sacred, making of him a
man without past, fit to be received
IN the broad fatherland of humanity
wherever, disarmed by the sufferings
OF his body, he comes to implore
relief.
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"Certainly we d." Henriette
added.
She misled them both with her
smile. In truth, it was meant for
that vague, far-off personality which
so persistently haunted her thoughts.
Breakfast over, she fled to her
room, as to tranquil haven where
she could think in peace, discovering
little by little what thread it could
be that for hours and days-for a
week at least-had drawn her to
that man whose features, hidden in
a mist, expressed in their youthful
ness and WEAKNESS all the melan-
choly of the process of being rescued
from the brutal abyss of war.
Who was he, among the hundreds
and thousands whom she had seen
and cared FOR? What sort of wound
did he suffer FROM. Where had he
fallen? Was he a country lad or
city boy? A passive patient or
one unreconciled and resentrul?
Had she come across him in the hos
pital ward at Deauville, where she
alone had been able to calm Giraud.
the big fellow from Lille, whom the
least neglect Infatuated and changed
into a terrible accuser, respecting
neither rank nor sex, if he believed
he had a grievance? Yet she had
appeased him by duplicating
glance.
She pondered and pondered-her
palms crossed against her closed
eyes, in order to constrain her way-
ward memory,
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"Well, we're going, Henrietta
An revoir."
"Au revoir, Mathilde."
She forgot the fugitive face and
the misery whence it came to de-
mand recognition, at the sight of her
httle sister, now grown up, just like
what she herself had been before
the great catastrophe had burst upon
the world-a joyous young woman,
whose very presence created a
springtime atmosphere.
"You are very beautiful TODAY
my dear!"
Eyes? I didn't know it,"
"You should be very pleased with
YOURSELF"
Roger is always pleased with
me. Aren't you going to kiss
mammal"
"Certainly."
Left to solitude, the puzzling WIS.,
age began to haunt her again. More
mysterious than ever, it seemed in
vested with an air of indulgent re-
greet and to implore her tenderlv to
complete her task of Identification
She searched among her letters, pho
tographs and books. A signature
which she came across recalled, even
to the information of his voice. an
unfortunate whom she had helped
to make happy by her skill and Wig
lance and by her divination of the
need ne felt to make some one his
conhdant.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18

~ have risen only a few
dramas worth more
than the passing attention of that
public which still admires a play for
its literary qualities" observes "The
Globe" One of these dramas, the
critics agree, is "John Ferguson" a
powerful bit Of Irish "realism" bv
st. John G. Ervine. Reacting much
IN the manner of the writer in "The
Globe" Charles Darnton says in
"The Evening World":
For my part, l can say that the
play and the acting gave me the most
interesting night of the year in the
theatre"
To reviewer in "The Morning
World the experience is not all
sweet. "It is not" he says, Gin any
sense pleasant play. Rather, it is
gloomy, bitter and ironic." But, he
adds
ut is intense and absorbing in dra-
matte power, vigorous and graphic in
story, incident and characters, swift in
its undercurrent of emotional force.
we'll knit in its construction and excep-
tional in its literary quality"
4
THE story Of the play is succinct-
ly told in 1.-THE Herald":
Cali of the scenes passed in County
Down, Ireland, in the kitchen of an
impoverished farmer, John Ferguson,
whose strong, attractive daughter,
Hannah, appealed to the landlord who
was about to evict the family.
I'm an effort to save her father and
mother and younger brother from evic-
ton Hannah promised to become the
wife of the village grocer, weak and
talkatlve creature. But she couldn't
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sent to the discerning and hospitable
'Macmillan's Magazine alas! no longer
Dinah Shadd,' there was The Incarna-
ton Of Krishna Mulvaney,' there was
Without Benefit of Clergy there were
others, plain and coored.
THAT was yesteryear, and yesterday
We got Mr.. Kipling's fifth volume Of
poetry from the house of Methuen,
under the title The Years Between
He does not mean by that the years
between his coming to England and
now, but the years since 1903, when he
gave US his last bouquet of verse, The
Five Nations His song is constantly
familiar in our ears, but really he has
not written great deal as poet. He
has minted his muse for the golden
ore only, which is why it seems such
large wealth to US. If sometimes mug
gets Of quartz have crept into the
golden metal-well, that was inevitable.
'Barrack- Room Ballads which brought
him poetic fame; The Seven Seas
which confirmed that fame, and earlier,
while be was still in India, Depart
mental Ditties'-these, with The Five
Nations and the new Years Between
are Mr.. Kipling's flowers Of Parnassus."
In a different vein one finds
Travers Hackett, writing in ~The
New Republic:
Public poems are Ike public statu-
airy. They are not intended to give
pleasure. They are intended to i'm
pose, TO exalt, to edify. In the case Of
the statues the edification is usually
miscalculated. We do not feel that a
good man has been lifted above US.
We feel that good man has had the
intoierable misfortune to be petrified
or -metallized, and In uncomfortable
clothes. Poetry in a frock coat. hold
ing~in its hand the pot-hat Of states
manship, is not much better off. I'm
less the poet is really transferred
by his cause - venge, O Lord. thv
slaughtered saints'-he is one OF the
most lugubrious and depressing of ped
estalled men,
For twenty years and moro Rudyard
Kipling has put aside these light gs-
thetic considerations. He has come to
take with enormous seriousness h;s
function as the British laureate. Once
he played on a banjo He wrote jazz
poetry. Those glad old days are gone.
Fo~, as this collection Of public psems
testifes, he makes his roost on nod
estal. From heroes like Joe Chamber.
lain and Lord Roberts he rises 70 the
army and the navy, and then to the
stern invocation Of God. After the ex-
kaiser' II. @. Wells and Billy Sunday.
hr.]Aipling Is more ready TO lisp for
God than any other public character
But extremely solemniy. And whers
would the public poet DO without III.
Old Testament? As Mr.. Kipling might
say, whTe in Christsndie7"
And in conclusion tho writer saws.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18

MFR. K1PLING is credited witt
having bestowed upon the Ger
man the epithet Hun, which has, il
the popular mind, become quit,
interchangeable. Here is the poem
published in 1914, in which thai
ringing line, "The Hun is at tn,
gate!" occurs:
'sFOr All We Have and Are:
LOR all 100 haze and are,
For all our children's fute,
Stand up and take the 4Uar,
The Hun is at tho gatei
Our 10orld has passed away,
In eVantonness 'erthrown,
There is nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stoned
Though oil tue kme,u depart,
The old Commandments stund:
"In courage keep your heart,
In strength lift up your humd."
Once more sVe hear the vord
That sickened earth of old:
"No ldw except the Sword
Umsheathed and uncontrolled.
Once more 1t knits mankind,
Once more the nations 90
To meet and break and bind
A crazed and driuem foe.
Comfort, content, delight,
The ages slo1o- boughtH } ain,
They shrivelled in night.
Only ourselves remain
To face the naked days
n, silent fortitatde,
Through perils and dismoys
Rene1Ued and re-renewed.
Though all We made depurt.
The old Commandments stand:
I'm patience keep yoatr heart,
In strength lift up your hand"
No easy hope or lies
Shall bring us to our goal,
But iron sacrifice
OF body, will, and soul.
There is but one task for all
One life for each to give.
Who stands If Freedom fall?
Who dies If England hve?
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kiplingg Again, With ''The
: Years Between''
His Fifth Volume of Poetry, Which One Writer
Here Praises and Another Laments as Evidence
of Fallen Genius. sFor All We Have and Are -

kkTHE new blooming Of Mr.
Rudyard Kipling," some
one calls it, but another
writes, "The light that
There is another volume Of Kip
ling verse on the market. 1t is
called "The Years Between
Doubleday, Page & co.,.
We find James Milne observing in
"The Graphic" (London):
years ago, say thirty Of them, there
came to London from India, where he
was born, young man of the name
Rudyard Kipling. 1t was q good name
to carry at the end of a pen, because
unusual, distinctive, and so made for
distinction. John Smith-a generic no.
bodyl But Rudyard Kiplingl All, he
was bound to be somebody. He came
in the wake of several stories he had
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18
George Sand and the
Dying Chopin
cit Was Chopin, Bending Over the Piano Com.
posing His Nocturnes-The Novelist, by the
Light of the Candle, Was Writing 'Spiridion'"
PROBABLY the world

nROBABLY the world at
large, and certainly writer's
n in particular, will never
weary of hearing told and of
telling again from new angles and
with fresh appropriations the ro-
mantle story of the love of Chopin
and George Sand. Their sojourn at
Valldemosa was full of mystery and
hauntingly rich with artistic achieve
ment.
The theme has entered into one of
Blasco Ibanez's novels, "The Dead
Command" not in a major way, but
glancingly, the substance of one of
the hero's reveries on his way to
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18

John Ferguson, an Irish drama
IN four acts By st. John G.
Ervime. Produced by the The
otre Guild last Monday.
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Translated by William L. Mcpherson
Copyright, 1919, by Neao York Tribune Inc.

q N York Tribune
bmd@mn
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speaking Of Kipling's "dulled express
sion": sass a sswH4aaS
Whatever his politics, he writes like
man whose senses are no longer elias
tic or even vivid. This is the real rea-
son why his public poems seem like
public statuary. The light Of his
youthful personality is departed, leav-
ing an Anglo-Indian mind. In this
volume there are glints of genius, but
most of it has the sullenness Of leaden
spirits and laggard inspiration. Only
the most fatuous Kiplingites will re-
joice in it,"
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sGTHEN the great gloomy cloistef
Il vibrated with mysterious mu-
SIC which scanned in from alta
through the heavy walls. It was Chos
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1919-06-20
FOE ARSENAL LOSES MILLIONS
Misman agement Alleged and Is Also
Blamed for INSTRUMENTATION
Among Workers.

Berlin.-The state arsenal at Span
dau, which has been shut down by the
government, has shown monthly def
cts of SS,75O,OOO for the last few
months. Estimates for April, May
and June indicated further total OPP
Grating loss of $15,0OO,0OO. Attempts
to utilize the gigantic plant for peace
production are unsuccessful in its
present condition and it will have to
be dismantled and re-equipped.
The arsenal, which in peace time
employed 5000 hands and In the last
few years engaged 10000 workers
since the revolution has developed into
hotbed Of radicallsm. Communist
leaders openly engaged in the intimi.
dation of other workers, threatening
them with boycott and other forms OF
terrorism.
1t is stated also that the plant has
been grossly mismanaged, which grad
ually brought on state of passive re-
sistance and INSTRUMENTATION among
the workers.
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1919-06-20
CHART NATIONAL AIR LINES
Army Air Service Completing Maps OF
Three cross-Country Trunk
Routes.

Washington.-The army air service
has made substantial progress in the
work Of preparing national aerial
routes, the map already showing
number Of travel lanes In 80 states.
The entire country will be covered as
soon as adequate data has been com
piled.
Information entered on the master
map here covers every detail necessary
for the successful operation of an air
plane over the territory shown. Dis.
tances, fields, suitable landing sta.
tons, places where vital supplies and
parts may be obtained, as well as con
dition of terrain, all are noted.
1t is proposed to chart three trunk
routes from coast to coast, with about
twenty-four feeding or distributing
routes, which, it Is stated, "weuld
bring every city and town in the Uni
ted States within six hours flying time
of the distributing points" Compile.
ton Of the national map is expected
before the close of the year.
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1919-06-20

NJ secretaries who wounded and ased WINE sev
by
Colardet French washington Inc
Skowhegn Me- De Roy Fon Surfing
William Western Theological 'euG y I1ts
Ough los the service
The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1919-06-20

close TO the Broke and the other de-
stroyers which kept moving up the
line. Throughout the firing Admiral
Mayo remained on the bridge, making
close observation of the enemy's
work. The attack finally ceased with
out any direct hits being made by the
Germans.
Feeling little more at ease, the
party returned, and taking British de-
stroyers went across the channel to
Dover. The excitement all over, but
still with the thrill of having been In
the midst of the very lively engage
ment, Admiral Mayo and the party
boarded the train for London. They
had hardly got fair start when the
alarm for an air raid was sounded.
Raiding parties coming from German
| territory We're known not to waste
any time on Dover and having flown
over the land followed the railroad
tracks to London.
"All lights were extingulshed, every.
thing was down to whisper, and the
party was again under the guns Of the
enemy. Then came 'all clear and the
American visitors continued their Jour-
ney to London with the real experience
of having been under fire.
admiral Mayo has never mentioned
his experience Of having been directly
under the enemy's guns when they
, were directed from land to forces a
, sea, but his own war diary no dOub
, carries rather vivid series Of remf
nlscences with some observations ant
perhaps some recommendations tina
would be interesting to read"