Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-10-07

writing of the report on the warships
seen on the Atlantic voyage.
| without troubling him in the matter
| the detectives then searched his belong
| ings while Kupferle was out of his
hotel. The only thing they took away
was a ball-pointed pen. But another
exactly like 1t in. appearance was left
| in its place.
! The pen was taken to the laboratory
of special Intelligence Under chemical
| tests it was found that traces of lemon
Juice were found on the penpoint.
Lemon Juice, it will be remembered
makes invisible ink and was used on the
discriminating letter.
| For some time Kupferle was allowed
to roam about while he was being
| investigated.
Then on his return to London as he
got off the train two men quietly invited
him to Scotland Yard. Kupferle glared
at them with his icy blue eyes.
vat for?" he demanded.
He was told. But the mans indig-
nation was so lacking that the implica-
| tons of the arrest did not move him.
He thought his passport would still eX-
plain everything satisfactorily, and went
with the police silent but as yet
unalarmed.
Meanwhile Scotland Yard learned
| that he had been a soldier in the Ger
man army but had been sent to America
| from there to make his way to England
| as a spy. In America he was helped by
the German secret system to secure a
| false passport.
While awaiting trial Kupferle must
have begun to brood on the chances
that awaited him. His face grew
| gauntly fierce and he retired into a
| silence he seldom broke.
On the day of the opening of his
trial he wore black frock coat but
toned tightly across his chest. There
was an oddly pathetic effect to his
appearance as ii he were dressed for
| his own funeral.
AS the attorney general laid before
the court with deadly precision and
completeness the case against Kupferle,
the prisoner took in each individual
word with the stole glare of a man
meeting q challenge to endure the
| utmost without flinching.
%x X X
WHEN court adjourned that after
w noon, the case against Kupferle,
although to be continued the following
day, was already complete. He would
have his chance for defense tomorrow
but Kupferle knew.
AS he left the court room he wound
long silk scarf about his throat with
the absent air of q man whose mind
was so intensely elsewhere that his
bodily movements were automatic.
Back in his cell in Brixton Prison
Kupfer!e could not sleep. He called
the keeper and begged him to bring q
certain book he had seen in the prison
library, huge volume on philosophy.
1tnN1fk aL
ferle's life span was likely to be, obliged
him, then he went back to his post.
Half an hour later he heard a Curl
Gus sound from Kupferle's cell. APP
preaching it he looked In Then he
raised an alarm. X
One end of Kupferle's long scarf was
tied to the ventilator grating high on
the wall the other was in moose
about Kupferle's throat. He had used
the big volume to stand on, then kicked
1t away.
On prison slate he had written his
last word in life:
ITO whom it may concern:
MY name Is Kupferle, nee to (born
in) Sollingen, AjRastatt lib (Baden).
! am a soldier with rank do not
desire to mention, in regard on my be-,
half lately. I can say that have had
am unable to stand the strain any
| longer and take the law in my own
hand. fought many a battles and
| death Is only saviour for me.
II hope the Almighty Architect OF
| this Universe will lead me in the Un-
known Land in the East. am not
dying as spy, but as soldier; my
| fate stood as q man, but can't be
| liar and perjure myself, Kindly shall
permit to ask to notify my uncle,
Amhros Droll, Sollingen, AfRastatt
LIB Germany; and all my estate shall
| go to him.
What I done, have done for my
country. I shall express my thanks
and may the Lord bless you all.
yours, ANTON KUPFERLE."
If X k
THE bad luck the German secret
service had been having with send
J ing German spies to England must
have caused change Of tactics IN Ber|