•T:'*Ks '1 *f * c & Wfi&v.-;ens t'i;«a^.,;as®^«sive^'i THE McHEimr PLAINDEALEH. McHENTtY. HI* v i. i*.** ** ̂ / j. f e . 1 / ^ • * 1 1 / 5 ^ r - . ^ : . V - , < FRE trnr The Real Adventure N O V E L . Heiry Kltchell Webster CONDITIONS FOR ROSE'S HAPPINESS ARE JUST TOO PER- f§CT IN HER NEW HOME AND SOCIAL SET^S|pH NATURALLY SHE BECOMES DISSATIS- " ' FIED WITH THE EASY LIFE *F s&s (Gop.vrlgiil l^tfc The 4tobbs-M«rrlU OOi*p*nj) CHAPTER VI--Continued. t or the next halfhour, until the P stopped In front of her house, :|Rose acted on this request--told about ^ tier life before nnd since her marriage ?> ' K;s Rodney, about her friends, her ^ V, iunusements--anything that came into Aier . mind. . But she lingered before ^••^^fietting out of the car, to say: XZf&Si "I hope I haven't forgotten a single * Word of your --preaching, •- Yon said ^ 00 many things I want to tnitik about." "Don't trouble .your soul with that, - ;|^iild." said the actress. "All the ^' * ' 7" Herman you need can be boiled down * * tm • ' Into a & sentence, .an^ unj^ j^u .have sv t; feur.d It* outyourself, you woa't be lieve it." "Try me." said Rojw: ' "Then attend. How shall I say It? 1 Nothing Worth having comes as a gift, j nor eveh can be bought--cheap. Everything of value in your life will ;,r. %-,**** you dear, and sometime or other S"V'f;f^j>u'll have to pay the price of It.** ; ff,^ "It was with a very thoughtful, per- ? ^;ii|rtexed face that Rose watched the car . thrive away, and then walked slowly •:' ii?to the house--the ideal house--and Allowed herself to be relieved of her wraps by the perfect maid. There was still an hour before she need begin dressing for the Randolph iitinner; when Rodney came home this •ague, scary, nightmarish sort of feel- lag which for no reasonable reason seemed to be clutching at her, would be forgotten. She wished he would come--hoped he wouldn't be late, and finally sat down before the telephone with a half-formed idea of calling him VP- Just as she laid her hand upon the receiver, the telephone bell rang. 11 * was Rodney calling her. <f "Oh, that you. Rose?" he said. "1 eba'n't be out till late tonight. Pre ' got to work." A; <• "But Roddy, dearest," she protested, fm- *you have to come home. You've got p| the Randolphs' dinner." "Oh!" he said. "I forgot all about It, But it doesn't make a bit of dlffer- ence, anyway. I wouldn't leave the , / j'fy office before I have finished this Job for anybody short of the Angel Ga- t>riei/: ' "But"--It was absurd that her eyes : Should be filling up and her throat : jpetting lumpy over a thing like this-- **But tfhat Shall I do? Shall I tell JSleanor we can't come, x>r shall I offer ?y$o come without you?" vi r- "I don't care! Do whichever you sT * - like. I've got enough to think about " Without deciding that. Now do hang 8YNOP8I8. . Rose Stanton, student at the University of Chicago, is put off & Hafifet car In the rain after an argument with the conductor. She Is accosted by a young man who offers help and escorts her home. An hour later this man, Rodney Aldrlch, well-to-do lawyer, appears at the home of his sister Frederica (the wealthy Mrs. Whitney), and she, telling him he ought to marry, tries to interest him in a young widow. He laughs at "Freddy," but two months later he marries Rose Stanton. Rose moves from modest circumstances into a magnificent home and begins to associate with the exclusive social circle. She meets a French actress who tells her that nothing worth while is given us--for success, or happiness, or ease, or love, we must pay In two are talking when the Installment opens. M'V H iSIS heavens!" he said. "There's nothing to tell! I've got an argument before the court of appeals tomorrow and there's a ruling decision against me. It Is against me, and it's bad law. But that isn't what I want to tell them. I want some way of making a distinc tion so that I can hold that the de cision doesn't rule." t . "And it W6uldn't help." she ventured, "if ,vou told me all about it? I don't care about the dinner.1' "I couldn't explain ha a month," he said. . "Oh, I wish I were some good!" she said forlornly. He pulled out his watch again and began pacing up and down the room. "I Just can't stand it to see you like that," she broke out again. "If you'll only sit down for five minutes and let me try to get that strained ltsok out of your eyes. . . ." "Can't you take my ward for it and let it alone?" he shouted. "I don't need to be comforted nor encouraged. I'm in an Intellectual quandary. For the next three hours, or six, or how ever long it takes, I want my mind to ran cold and smooth. I've got to be tight and strained. That's the way the job's done. You can't solve an Intel lectual problem by having your hand held, or jour eyes kissed, or anything like that. Now, for the love of heaven, child, run along and let me forget you ever existed, for a while!" "But Rodney, what's happened? Has i Vj Something gone wrong?" j? "Heavens, no!" he said. "What is there to go wrong? I've got a big flay in court to-morrow and I've struck y• 0. snag, and I've got to wriggle out of jv,• v-jif somehow, before I quit. It's noth- .log for you to worry about. Go to ^r°nr dinner and have a good time. || * v $3ood-by." The click in the receiver ISH • . ,ifold her he had bung up. jL; - The difficulty about the Randolphs y l^as managed easily enough. Eleanor jj£ '* 1 ' Was perfectly gracious about It and «* , insisted that Rose should come by her- § • : \ , *telf- g|je was completely dressed a good •three-quarters of an hour before It i^as ^me snd If she drove jbiruigut downtown she would have a • , / * ten-minute visit with Rodney and still f'-' toot be late for the dinner. v She found a single elevator in com- tnission in the great, gloomy rotunda v.4--' ir ©f the office building, and the watch- %nan who ran her up made a terrible tioise shutting the gate after he had let her out on the fifteenth floOr. The dim marble corridor echoed her foot falls ominously, and when she reached the door of his outer office and tried It, she found it locked. The next door down the corridor was the one th*t led directly into his private office, and here •the light shone through the ground glass. She stole up to it as softly as she could, tried It and found It locked, too, so she knocked. Through the open transom above it, she heviid him softly swear In a heartfelt sort 0/ way, and heard his chair thrust bac k. The next moment he opened the door with a jerk. His glare of annoyance changed to bewilderment at the sight of her, ano he said: "Rose! Has anything happened? What's the matter?" And. catching her by the arm, he led her into the office. "Here, sit down and get your breath and tell me about It!" She smiled and took his face in both her hands. "But it's the other way," *be said. "There's nothing the matter with me. I came down, you poor old boy. to see what was the matter with you." He' frowned and took her hands away and stepped back out of net reach. Had It not been for the sheer incredibility of it, she'd have thought that her touch was actually distant* ful to him '"Oh," he said. "I thought 1 tola ^ _J • i you over the phone there was nothing IV matter! --Won't you be "awfully ****•" ' Wte to the Randolphs'?" "I had ten minutes," she said, "ano I thought . . ." She broko off th« sentence when she saw him snap out his watch and look at it. "I know there's something," she said. "1 can tell Just by the way your eyes look and the way you're so tight and-- strained. If you'd Just tell »ie about It. and then sit down and lot me-- try to take the strain away. . /• Beyond a doubt the strain was there. The laugh he meant tor a good-bumor- ed dismissal of hef tears didn't &ound •t all M It was intended to. m CHAPTER VII. A Freudian Physician. Rose's arrival at the dinner--a little late, to be sure, but not scandalously --created a mild sensation. None of the other guests were strangers, either, on whom she could have the effect of novelty. But when she came Into the drawing room--in such a wonder ful gown--put on tonight because she felt somehow like especially pleasing Rodney--when she came In. she re- oxygenated the Social atmosphere. She was, in fact, a stranger. Her voice had a bead on it which roused a perfectly unreasoning physical ex citement--the kind of bend which, in singing, makes all the difference be tween a church choir and grand ope'a. The glow they were accustomed to in her eyes concentrated itself Into flashes, and the flush that - so often, and so adorably, suffused her face, burned brighter now in her cheeks and left the rest pale. And these were true indices of the changes that had taken place within her. From sheer numb incredulity, she had reacted to a fine glow of In- dignatiop. She had found herself sud denly feeling lighter, older, indescrib ably more confident. They shouldn't suspect her humiliation or her hurt. Her husband, James Randolph re flected, had evidently either been mak ing love to her, or indulging in the civil ized equivalent of beating her; he was curious to find out which. And, having learned from his wife that Rose was to sit beside him at the table, he made up his mind that he would. A physician of the Freudian school, train ed to analyze people's souls, he was well equipped to find out, without Rose's knowledge. He didn't attempt it, though, during his fln»t talk with her--confined him self rigorously to the carefully sifted chaff which does duty for polite con- P §^Jff < i "I Came Down ... to See What Was the Matter With You." versa tlon over the same hors d'oeuv1*es and entrees, from one dinner to the next, the season round. It wasn't until Eleanor had turned the table the second time, that he made his first gumltit in the gume. "No need asking you if you like this sort of thing," he said. "I would like to know how y«(i keep ft up. it can t any of It get anywhere. What's the attraction ?" "You can't get a rise out of me to night," said Kose. "Not after what I've been through today. Madame Oreville's been talking to me. She thinks American women are dreanful f-,„V fr'< ^°0<i ' d*be-or she ^ould If j ̂ , - A , " 0 word--thinks we don't know our own game. Do you agree with her?" 'Til tell you that," he said, "after you answer my question. What's the attraction?" "Don't you think it would be a mis take," said Rose, "for me to try to analyze it? Suppose I did and found there wasn't any." "Is that what's the matter With Rod ney?" he asked. "Is this sort of'--a gesture with his head took lh the table -- "caramel diet beginning" to go against his teethf* '< "He had to work tonight," Rose said. "He was awfully sorry he could n't come." She smiled just a; little Ironically as she said it, and exagger ated by a hair's, breath, perhaps, the purely conventional nature of the re ply. "Yes," he observed, "that's what we say. Sometimes It gets" us off and sometimes It doesn't." "Well, it got him off tonight," she said. "He was pretty impressive. He said there was a ruling decision against him and he had to make some sort of distinction so that the decision wouldn't rule. Do you know what that means? I don't" "Why didn't you ask him?" Ran= dolph wanted to know. "I did, and he said he couldn't ex plain it, but that it would take a month. So of course there - wasn't time." "I thought," said Randolph, "that he used to talk law to you by the hour." The button > wasn't on the foil that time, because the thrust brought blood --a bright flush into her cheeks and a sudden brightness into her eyes that would have induced him to relent if she hadn't followed the thing up of her own accord. "I wish you'd tell me something," she Said. "I expect you know better than anyone else I could ask. Why it is that husbands and wives can't talk to each other? Imagine what this table would be if the husbands and wives sat side by side!" The cigarettes came around just then, and he lighted one rather de liberately, at one of the candles, before he answered. -- "I am under <the impression," he said, "that husbands'and wives can talk exactly as well as any other two. people. Exactly as well, and no bet ter. The necessary conditions for real conversation are a real interest in and knowledge of a common subject; ability on the part of both to con tribute something toward that subject. Well, If a husband and wife can meet those terms, they can talk. But the joker Is, as our legislative'friend over there would suy"--he nodded down the table toward a young millionaire of altruistic principles, who had got elected to the state assembly -- "the joker Is that a man and a woman who aren't married, and who are moderate ly attrapted to each other, can talk, or seem to talk, without meeting those conditions." "Seem to talk?" she questioned. . "Seem to exchange ideas mutually. They think they do, but they don't. It's pure Illusion, that's the answer." "I'm not clever, really," said Rose, "and I don't know much, and I simply don't understand. Will you explain It, In short words" -- she smiled -- "since we're not married, you know?" He grinned back at her. "All right," he said, "since we're not married, I will. We'll take a hypothetical case. We'll take Darby and Joan. They en counter each other somewhere, and something about them that men have written volumes about and never ex plained yet, sets up. They arrest each other's attention--get to thinking about each other, are strongly drawn to gether. "It's not quite, the oldest and most primitive thing in the world, but near ly. Only, Darby and Joan aren't prim itive people. Each of them Is carry ing a perfectly enormous superstruc ture of Ideas and Inhibitions, emo tional refinements, and capacities, and the attraction is so disguised that they don't recognize It, "Absence of common knowledge and common interests only makes Darhy and Joan fall victims to the very dan gerous illusion that they're Intellec tual companions. They think they're having wonderful talks, when all they are doing is making love." "And poor Joan," said Rose, after a palpable silence, but evenly enough, "who has thought all along that she was attracting a man by her Intelli gence and her understanding, and all that, wakes up to find that she's been married for her long eyelashes, and her nice voice--and her pretty ankles. That's a little hard on her, don't you think, If she's been taking herself seriously?" "Nine times In ten," he said, "she's fooling herself. She's taken her own ankles much more seriously than she has her mind. She's capable' of real sacrifices for them. Intelligence she regards as a gift. She thinks witty conversation, or bright letters to a friend, are real exercises of her mind --real work. But worK isn't done ilke that. Work's overcoming something that resists; and there's strain in it, and pain and discouragement." . In her cheeks the red flared up brighter. She smiled again--not her owu smile--one, at any rate, that was new to her. "You don't 'solve an In tellectual problem,' then," she quoted* ""by having your hand held, or your Whereupon be shot a I00& at her and observed thift evidently he wasn't as much of a pioneer as he thought. She did not rise to this cost, how ever.1 "All right,w she said ; "admitting that her ankles are serious and her mind isn't, wltat is Joan going to do about It?" "It's easier to say what she's not to do," he decided, after hesitating a mo ment. "Her fatal mistake will be to despise her ankles without disciplining her mind: - If she will. take either one of them seriously, or both for that matter -- it's possible -- she'll do very well." - He could,- no doubt, have continued upon the theme indefinitely, but the table turned the other way Just then and Rose took up an alleged conver sation with the man at her right wh.'«:h lasted ..until they left the table, aad Included such topics as Indoor golf, woman's suffrage, the new dance*, Bernard Shaw, Campaninl, and the political parties; with a perfectly appropriate and final comment upon each. Rose didn't care. She was having a wonderful time-r-a new kind -of won derful time. No longer gazing, big- eyed like little Cinderella, at a pag eant some fairy godmother's whim had admitted her to, but consciously gazed upon; she was the,show, tonight, and she knew It. Her low, finely modu lated voice, so rich In humor, so varied in color, had tonight an edge upon U that carried It beyond those she was immediately speaking to, and drew looks that found It hard td get away t " " "V n She Listened With Mingled Feelings to His Argument. again. For the first time in her life, with full self-consciousness, she was producing effects, thrilling with the exercise of a power as obedient to her will as electricity to the manipu lator of a switchboard. She was like a person driving an airplane, able to move In all three dimensions. Pretty soon, of course, she'd have to come back to earth, where certain monstrously terrifying questions were waiting for her. CHAPTER VI ri. Rodney 8miled. The next day. Rose took two steps toward making herself her husband's intellectual companion. From a university catalog she pick ed out the names of half a dozen ele mentary textbooks on law, at\d then went to a bookstore and bought them. She had taken her determination during the endless waking hours of the night: she was going to study law --'Study It with all her might! The other step was to go and hear Rodney's argument In court that day. She was successful in slipping into the rear of the courtroom--up on the eighth floor of the Federal building-- without attracting her husband's at tention ; and for two hours and a half she listened, with mingled feeHngs, to his argument. There was no use pre tending that she could follow her hus band's reasoning. Listening to it had something the same effect upon her as watching some enormous, com plicated, smooth-running mass of ma chinery. She was conscious of the power Of It, though Ignorant of what made it go, and of what It was ac complishing. The three stolid figures behind the high mahogany bench seemed to be following It attentively, though they Irritated her bitterly, sometimes, by in dulging In whispered conversations. And, presently, he Just stopped talk ing and began stacking up his notes. The oldest judge mumbled something, everybody stood up, and the three stiff, formidable figures filed out by a side, dbor. It was all over. ' But nothing had happened! Rose had, expected to leave the courtroom in the blissful knowledge of Rodney's victory or the acceptance of his defeat. In her surprise over the failure of this climax to materialise, she almost neglected to make her es cape before he discovered her there. One practical advantage she had gained out of what was, on the whole, a rather unsatisfactory afternoon. When she had gone home and changed into the sort of frock she thought he'd like and come down-stairs in answer to his shouted greeting from the lower hall, she didn't say, as otherwls^ghe woyld have done, " How did l Roddy? Did you win?" In the light of her newly ac^lred knowledge she could see how a ques of that sort would Irritate him. In stead of that, she said: "You dear old boy, how dog-tired you must be! How do you think it went? Do you think you impressed themV I bet you did!" And, not having been rubbed the wrong way by a foolish question/ he held her off with both hands fos a moment, then hugged her up and told her she was a trump. "I had a sort of uneasy feeling," he confessed, "that after lust night--the way I threw you j«m* of my office, fatrtjr^ 1'4 flitd w • tragic. I might hove known I co»iltf count on you. Is there anywhere we have got to go? Or can we Just ,stay home??* , " He didn't want td flounder through an emotional morass. And "the as sumption that *she couldn't walk beside him on the main path of his life Was just and sensible. But it wasn't good enough for Rose. So the very next morning she strip ped the cover off the first of the law books she had bought, and really went to work. She bit down, angrily, the yawns that blinded her eyes with tears; she made desperate efforts to flog her mind into grappling with the endless succession of meaningless pages spread out before her, to find a germ of meaning somewhere in it that would -bring the dead verbiage to life, ifhe was very secretive about It; developed, an almost morbid fear that Rodney would discover what she was doing and laugh his big laugh at her. She resisted Innumerable questions she wanted to propound to him, from a* fear that they'd betray her secret. She even forbore to ask him about the case ; It was The Case in her mind --the one she knew about. She discovered in the newspaper, one day, a column summary of court decisions that had been handed down; and though The Case wasn't in It, she kept, from that day forward, a careful watch, discovered where the legal news was printed, and never overlooked a paragraph And at last she found It--just the bare statement: "Judg ment affirmed." Rodney, she knew, had represented the appellant, tie was beaten. For a moment the thing had brufsed her like a blow. And then, all at once. In the indrawlng of a single breath, she saw It differently. She saw she couldn't help him out of his intellec tual quandaries--yet. But' under the discouragement and lassitude of de feat, couldn't she help him? She re membered how many times she had gone to him for help like that, and, most notably, during the three or four days of an acute Illness of her moth er's, when she had been brought face to face with the monstrous, Incredible possibility c£ losing her, how she had clung to him, how his tenderness had soothed and quieted her. \ He had never come to her tike that. She knew now it was a thing she had unconsciously longed for. And to night she'd have a chance! There waq a mounting excitement in her, as the hours passed--a thrilling suspense. For two hours that afternoon, she listened for his latchkey, and when at last she heard It, she stole down the stairs. He didn't shout her name from the hall, as he often did. He didn't hear her coming, and she got a look at his face as he stood at the table absently turning over some mall that lay there. He looked tired, she thought. W&t LAKES ARE HAZARDO POSITIONS ON 18-MIUE FRONT ^'"fAPTURtD, 8AYS PAfiiil'^ 'STATEMENT. ' 6,100 P«IS0NERS ARE TAKEN Rose triea hard to keep track of her husband's professional' la bors and to be mentally interest ing to him, but she doesn't make much headway. Unusual devel opments in their relations are pictured in the next installment. (TO BE CONTINUED.) WOMEN NOT MOST GARRULOUS Writer Calls Attention to Truth Whibh Is an indictment of the Sterner Sex. We men are accustomed to deride the garrufliy of women; yet I doubt If any women under the sun could com pete In loquacity with a pair or trio or quartet of young men engaged in the exchange of views on metaphysics, literature or art". We two or three or four spent ambrosial nights, Robert M. Gray writes In the Atlan|tlc. There were no problems too^t knotty, no reaches of hypothesis too vast for us to attempt, 1 That wqs a time ot life in remem ber, when ^e mind, was growing like corn In hot weather. It is a pleasant thought that all over the land there are little bands of youths doing as we did. I get wind of one now and then--son.e boy with all the fire and foolishness, somd girl with all the sensibility and sentimentalities, Ijy a chance look or word carries me back, as a whiff of li lacs or hilgjQonette can transport us into our childhood. He is a poor man who never was foolish. It Is appalling to think over what he has missed. I am glad that there was a time when i was omnis cient; that there was a time when in opinion was attractive because It was radical, and the "miserable little vir tue of prudence" was not a part of my moral code. I think it makes tpe more charitable toward youth. Whether It does or not, there can be no doubt that the Burest corrective and sweetener of life is a vivid memory. Cured of Borrowing. -Well, I've fouhd a wu$ to stop my neighbors from borrowing," said a ^oung suburban matron1 gleefully. "You see," she explained, "we are not near any store, and. of course, some times one has to depend on a neighbor In an emergency. But my particular neighbor seemed to have such emerg encies nearly every day. And It was usually vinegar that she wanted. Now we are particular about our vinegar, and get the best variety, and of course when Mrs. Neighbor &ked Mr Vinegar we gave her our best. But when she returned It she sent a very chea'p grade, which we were unable to use, and were obliged to throw outVu „ ^ "This was repeated so often that we began to weary of It, and suddenly a bright idea struck me. I poured her cheaR vinegar Into a bottle and saved it. Next time she asked me to lend her vinegar I sent her owu to her The cure woried. She has never asked for anothef drop, and I pose she tWDW l|.B y neighbor. But l\ <*on t car^ --Ex change. 1 , ..iportant, . /riter--What do jr^a com ast important for a begin* /ature? U--A small appetite. Wotild- slder the ner in lit' Old Hi Four-fifths of the world's'ceffee if raised t» ttmsU. Troops of Tricolor Army Now Mas ters, of Most of Ridge Crowned "by the Chem i n- Des-Dames-~ Fortified Positions 8eized. Paris, May 8.--Every gain scored by the French in the brilliant advnnce northeast of Soissons was maintained against numerous heavy counter-at tacks, the war office announced. Consolidation of this ground has made them musters of most of the ridge crowned by the Cbemln-Des- Dames, along a front of more than 18 miles. The text of the statement reads: "Northeast of Soissons the Ger mans launched during the night nu merous counter-attacks with large ef fectives upon the positions captured by us. Tlie fighting was particularly fierce in the regions of LaffaiM, north of Froldmont farm, north of Braye-En- Laonnols and northeast of Cerny. "Everywhere the enemies' efforts were broken down and his forces dis persed, the assault being thrown back by our fire or at the point of the bay onet. We have^fully maintained our gains. "Our troops have organized the conquered territory, which gives evi- ^ehce that the Germans suffered san guinary losses during the fighting as well as In the counter-attacks during the night "In sum all the operations carried out on May 4 and 5 in corelatlon with the British operations have rendered us masters of the major part of the ridge, marked by the Chemln-Des- Dames, upon a front of 30 kilometers. "The number of prisoners actually counted has reached 6,100, of which 150 are officers, among them several battalion commanders. We captured seven cannon, of which several are of large caliber." London, May 7.--The British are successfully maintaining themselves in the breach th,ey made In the Hlnden- burg line near Bullecourt. The -Ger mans delivered a determined attack at this point at night, which entirely failed, and were balked again in the morning in a. similar effort, the war office announced the British fire break ing up the attempt. Northwest of St. Quentln the Germans were foiled in an effort to retake the ground lost 09 Saturday east of Le Verguler, while their trenches farther north wer^ sub jected to . a i;ald on a mile and a half front, In which heavy damage was done to tneir defensive positions. U. S. DEVICE TO STOP U-BOATS Chairman of Naval Board Wins Cen sure by Comment on "Sub" Destroyer. tlve genius has^found the solution of the German submarine problem and new American inventions will end the submarine peril. ' 1 This statement was made by Wil liam L. Saunders as an expression of, personal opinion and not in Ills offi cial capacity as chairman of the navaP consulting board. He was careful to disclaim official authorization for It. A reporter receiv ' from an inventor an account of one of the Inventions upon which it seems certain the orig inal announcement of Mr. Saunders was based. No details can be given. This much, however, can be said: The. invention is designed for .aggres sive warfare against submarines. It Is the result of the genius of a man living in New York. It has been accepted by the Washington government. It has been given a fairly extensive test by the British admiralty. The Inventor says fhat the British admiralty test has convinced him of the practical merit of his Invention. J U. S. CAN FEED THE WORLD Navigation la Fraught With Dan, * Qpeat su*v«y« mm m toy Government ^ Shimmer after summer the fleet ofi * Hie lake survey sails the broad expanse 0# the five lakes and the score of bays) ihd inlets searching for danger spotff that may claim their heavy toll of hq2"" man life and vessel tonnage. Since 1841 the United States govern#!^,' Blent has been silently carrying on thla< work, a Hercuiean, fight against the Jagged reef and the unseen shoal thatt " menace navigation. Sounding lines? have been plunged into black depthsj ? of 95i000 square miles of water; and! still today there are areas that havji; not been £hart»d In which passing! ^ ; barks may founded, says the New York! : Sun. • 'f| Three of the five steamers that coni||: - pose the flotilla carry crews of 22 mei|i The two other boats are smaller, havlj ;r- ing but or twelve men for a creWi|-im probably no frequented waterway®' in the world are so hazardous as the; Sreat Lakes. At no time is a steame#|" ,v ain them more than a comparatively*/ % few hours from shjore and periodically^ fierce 6torms arise, fully as violent af1' those experienced on the ocean, whicljK ~ play with the steel ships, battering; i .: them helplessly about, threatening t? engulf or sweep them ashore. Over $5,000,000 has been spent by the government since 1841 for the pros- , ecutipn of the work of charting the lakes. Locked in heavy timbered boxes, protected from flre In immense vaults In the old post office building, Detroit, are over ^800 field charts, dat ing back to 1818, when a survey of Lake Erie was made by officers of the British navy. With few exceptions the r maps are the result of the scientific researches of United States officers and surveyors. . Mystical Slav Temperament. A deep religious Instinct seems to be Inborn with the Slav peasants, both Russian and Pole, according to the Christian Herald. The only difference Is the form of his religion, for prac tically all the Poles are adherents of the Church of Rome. With both races religion and patriotism are closely in tertwined. The Slav temperament seems to be particularly susceptible to religious impressions and devotion to the church reaches a degree for which It Is difficult to find analogies in any \ oth<jr part of modern Europe. In th daily life of the Polish peasant the name Christ and the Virgin will (be heard repeatedly. He would not think of living in a house that had not been blessed by a priest. A manufacturer would find It difficult to keep his hands If-the factory had not been blessed. A theater would die from lack of patron age if the priestly blessing had been denied the building. The Pole is probably the most faithful of ail the adherents of the Church of Momei Indo-European or Aryan Race. The Indo-European or Aryan race la the name given to that division of man kind covering the most of Europe, Ar menia, Persia, Afghanistan and north ern Hindustan. The evidence on which a family relation has been established is that of language, In the different languages spoken by the nations whicii comprise this race, there are similari ties which, according to expert philolo gists, can be accounted for only by sup posing that the nations who originally spoke them had a common origin. The mother nation" here referred to is supposed to have existed In Central Asia, long °before Europe was inhabit ed. From this center, ip obedience to law of movement which has con tinued to act through all history, suc cessive migrations took plac^ toward the northwest into Europe. Part of the population settled In India and Persia, and for these reasons the race is named the Indo-European. The Hin doos belong to the native Aryan race of India. ' America's Food 8upply Thia Year Will Be Enough for AH, Saya Chamber of Commerce. j- Washington, May 8.--America is abundantly able to carry the vast bur den of feeding the world. The Chamber of Commerce of the United States sent this word to the food conservationists of the depart ments of agriculture and Interior and the advisory food committee of the council of national defense, after a sur vey of food conditions of the world. The chamber's report showed, al though there might be an uncomfort able shortage of wheat In a few months because of tad weather, the vast in crease In other grains, such as corn, oats and barley, would more than make up the. deficiency. 13,000,000 Dozen Eggs Lost. Washington, May 8.--More than 13,- 000,000 dozen eggs, most of them spring eggs, are spoiled in cold stor age, because their shells have been slightly cracked In handling, the de partment of agriculture announced. Roumania Asks U. S. for Loan. Washington, Mfly 8.--The Roumani an government has applied to the Unit ed States for a loan to assist in the prosecution of the war. Roumania de sires between $30,000,000 and $40,000,- 000. ^ .discharged Guard Arrests^1* Oklahoma City. Okla.. May 7.--Gov ernor Williams caused a warrant jTo tc issued for the arrest of W. H. Christman, a business man, on n charge of vtolatlon of the atate law. He discharged a guard. Two Refuae Posts. Amsterdam, May 7.--Counts Mortti Esterhaz.v and Stefan Bethlen have de clined Premier Tisza's offer of senta In the cabinet. Both men stated the? must first consult Count Julius An drassy, leader of the opposition. Fielding on Suffrage. One of the earliest references to the enfranchisement of women is to be found in Henry Fielding's newspaper, he Champion, in 1740. In an imagin ary report of a suffrage meeting, the writer, who may have been Fielding himself, setjs out the arguments of an eloquent Lady Belinda, who, after be wailing the fact that "a cobbler Is rep resented Jn the legislature, but a duchess Is not," moves a resolution in favor of a parliament of women to make the laws affecting the sex and to guard Its rights and privileges against "the He-Part of Creation," Her meet ing adjourned without carrying the resolution, because "all the ladles spake together."--London Chronicle. . ' # Real Thrift. A prominent. Omaha citizen was walking down the street recently In an uncertain way, holding a handker chief to his face. A friend accosted him and demanded to know what the trouble might be. •Tve something in my eye!" ex claimed the sufferer. "And-It hurts like the dickens !"f "Why don't you step Into this drug store and have the clerk take it out?" .snorted his friend. "I'm afraid to," sighed the man with the red eye. "It -.might be a pie*e of coal!" S*T This is thrift such «s America never knew before. * \ as #• The Color Of Gold. > Gold is not always the "golden yel low" of the poets, but under certain conditions mav appear orange, reddish green or even /purple. Addition of cop per as an alloy to make the metal hard enough for commercial purposes gives the gold an orange or even red appear ance. Silver makps It a pate yellow. If it Is beaten Into very"thin gold leaf. It transmits a green light. But If very finely divided gold Is suspended in a liquor by precipitation from a .solu tion, It appears to be purpie. So yon cannot always judge gold by. Its color. --American Boy. More or Less Empty. gie--f don't see why Mrs. Hlphtcme Invited that vulgar Mr. Biggies to din-" ner, unless it was to fill up an einp place. j He--Why, thafs wtet* jpn Invited for, bpt't it?