The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1923-01-03


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ploture by Cosmopolitan PrOduc-
eiqaN direction Of Alan Grassland.
twill be released as . Para
mount picture.
By Vincente Blasce Ibanez
Author Of s'The Four Horsemen
OF the Apocalypse" and Other
Novels of World Ren0wn.
- NE beautiful morning the
aviator started out in his
pursuit machine, ris-
Ing through the silvery clouds in
search Of the enemy. with the
Joyous confidence Of a young
knight setting forth, in quest of
ad4entures Suddenly he noticed
sokne slight motor trouble. due to
the negligence OF the mechanics
IN getting it ready. a matter OF
slight Importance under ordinary
circumstances. And he
was forced to descend, absolute
iyA Unable to continue his flight,
and the wind and bad luck caused
him to land within the German
lines.
"A hundred yards this side,
and he would have landed among
hi6sown men. What can
you expect? / was too happy!
I had still to learn what misery
really was. confess that at the
yeEss first I was almost glad. A
prisoner! It meant that his life
would be safe; he wouldn't be
killed in an air battle; he was
nqulonger in danger of being
crushed to pieces or burned to
death under his broken machine.
But later onE'
The newspapers talked about
fheaesuffering OF prisoners. their
being herded together in huge
upsanitary sheds, and the hum
ger from which they were suf-
fering. The lifes The life Of ease
and comfort which the mother
was leading was a constant
eOurce Of remorse.
During. the first few. months
She scurried wildly about, with
the fierce irrational love OF the
female animal that sees her
Young in danger. She went, from
one. government bureau TO the
other. taking advantage OF all her
social connections. Every day
She sent large packages OF food
to the offices that had charge OF
prisoners relief. They finally
refused to accept them. The en-
tire service could not take up all
its time doing nothing but send
aid to a protege Of the Duchess
de DelilIe.
At long intervals; after tremen-
dous delays, she would get a
postcard, passed by the German
censor There would be four
lines. nothing more. written as
chgadren write at school under the
-ey,rof the teacher standing at.
9heir backs. But the writing was
Gsefgie's.
sTn good health. We're not
badly treated. Send me eatables."
She would spend long hours
gazng at these tirid, deceiving
lines. For her they acquired q
ne5E meaning: they told some
thing else; the truth, namely.
Sha recalled the stories Of dying
cantives who had come. from
those torture camps, and the lines
seemed to stammer. with groans
OF "a sick child. ''Mamma-hun-
gryt I'm hungry"
Thrice to Switzerland.
II went to Switzerland three
times, Michael. I even proposed
that in Paris they should provide
ms with means Of getting into
Germany. offering to go as q spy.
But they laughed at me- and
they were right.
What was going to spy out!
Ny son. Of course. +" ""2 What
I wanted to do in Germany was
see my son. In Switzerland I
met two invaded soldiers who
had just been exchanged and
came from the camp where George
was. They knew the aviator
Bachellery. He had tried to es-
cape five fines. He enjoyed q
certain fame among his compan-
ions In misery for the haughti-
ness with which he faced the
crpeIest guards.
1.-The latest news was uncer-
tain. They had not seen him
lately. They thought that he was
them in another prison camp, a
punishment camp, farther inland,
near the Polish frontier, where
the; refractory and dangerous
prisoners were forced to undergo
q Cruel disciplinary regime and
suffer terrible punishment.
Her Voice Trembles.
Her voice trembled with anger
as she said this. She could SCI
her SON dragging a chain, and
being whipped like a slave. .
IF only I had the wealth
used to have! I know the power