Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1939-05-19
NENVOY EXTRAORDINARY
By E.PHILLIPS" OPPENHEIM

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guns and baggage. There should be
car in few minutes"
He had scarcely finished speaking
before there came from some unseen
place in the hills the sound of a hunt
er's horn-a single bar beautifully
played and fading away with hun
dred echoes.
"The car is on its way" the pilot
observed. And in a few minutes, it
drew up within few yards Of where
they were standing. A tall, finely
built man descended and came smiling
ly toward them. The pilot stood to
attention and saluted stiffly. The
newcomer waved his hand in friendly
fashion.
"My congratulations, Maurice!" he
exclaimed. Lord Matresser, I bid
you welcome" He held out his hand,
which his visitor grasped. 81 am de-
lighted that my young relative has
brought you safely here. But tell me
where is your mechanic, Maurice 2"
"He met with an accident while the
plane was in my Park" Matresser
explained. 81 know just little of
flying so offered my services rather
than be delayed"
A servant dressed in a green uni
form was opening the door of the car.
Matresser was ushered in. His host
took the place by his side.
II feel somehow that my being sent
Here" Matresser remarked. ais
scarcely warranted"
Gin that idea you are completely
mistaken" was the courteous rejoin-
der. 81 have read copies of many of
your reports and I appreciate i'm
mensely their great value. The diff
ficulty which has arisen must not
wreck so marvellous plan as we have
before us for discussion. The very
clarity and firmness with which you
have made your points supply inspira-
ton. We have the name of being a
very stubborn people, I know, Lord
Matresser, but we have learned wis
dom and I have no fear of what may
happen tonight. You see, I have faith
of the prophets-"some way will be
found
Even to man of Matresser's stern
ly practical nature there was some
thing fantastic about the hours which
followed his arrival at the mountain
shooting lodge.
Sir Esmond Curtels, British Ambas-
sador to Berlin, was standing in the
low antler-hung hall to greet him. Of
course he had known that Curtels was
to be there, yet realization seemed to
bring with it queer little shock to
find the noted diplomat in this shell
tered corner of the world with appar-
emily nothing else upon his mind but
the business of days sport. Then
there was the famous Italian scien-
fist and recently established politician
-Corletti-also in shooting kit. Next
he found himself shaking hands with
the Archduke Johann Won Hapsburg,
the young representative Of an ancient
monarchial house. Next to him had
been standing the renowned Ameri-
can, General Besserley-a brilliant
soldier, afterwards Chief of the Secret
Service at Washington, D. c., and sub
sequently representative of his coun-
try on various important missions.
Matresser was also presented to
man who seemed somehow out of
his place in such an assembly, who
wore rough shooting clothes and in
whose sharp dark eyes lurked some
thing of that fatigue with life which
none of the others displayed. The
host of the party, who had met Mat
resser on the latter's arrival-Count
Heinrich Won Helm-brought his task
to an end with a word concerning this
latest parsonage.
"Let me tell you all, my friends"
he said, "that the Leader of Germany
is here by his own special request.
He has convinced me that his gesture
is a sincere one. You have all, am
happy to say, welcomed him in the
right spirit Now, Lord Mattress
ser, you should need refreshment more
than any of US. Will you please take