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NEW QUARTIER LATIN HERE
Crocnwich Village in New York Be
Comes Bohemian Capital of World"
as Result of War.
'i'li'1 Hunqiean war has left tin- fa
tanas ! as I ill quarter of Ihirls almost lie
s' ried: mid a temporary paralysis lies,
also, apon the ml linliemlas of .Munleli,
'i'li • and Home. In default of com
petition, New York's -'(Ireenwieh Vil
huge" has ilius suddenly heroine Hie
new holiei.iiau eapllal of tin- world.
Charles I’helns Cashing writes in Car
toons Mugiudno.
We lnetose “<ireenw'ieh village" in
quotation marks out of dofrroiire to
the older villagers, who. for the most
pari. a''e respectable Taiiimiiiiy Hall
li'is-li \iuerieaiis and Certnun Anier.
i-aiis, plain Ainet-leans and \merlcan
Italians' all. or nearly ail. resigned
to making their living h.v pretty mtu-li
the same methoyls as the masses do
anywhere else: “The hulk of the notgii
horhood," declares so reliahle an au
thority as the director of (Ireenwieh
house (community center), "is made
tip "f the t-onservutive Amerleim work
ing class the clerk, the factory work
or. ilie longshoreman, the nfilee clean
er. the teamster and the day laborer."
The (Ireenwieh village of old was as
famous for its dignity and quiet as the
“village" of tmtyy is noted for its "pa
gall revels." The (ireenwieh of-a hun
dred years ago was a rural retreat two
miles north of New York city, mid was
si stronghold of fashion nub respect
ability. Numerically , the eon .ervti
lives are yet well In (lie majority,
lull the limelight of publicity in recent
limes Ims been trained only on the
Hnhemlnlis. So "(ireenwieh Village"
has come to stand fur the very reverse
of all that it meant a geinwalion hack.
His Resolve.
"Now lhoy say our food inliuenees
our ni<qfds."
"I'll quit eating hinetisli then."
T1 is sometimes difficult for a girl to
find her Ideal man. hut sin 's nearly at
ways willing to ttecept a substitute.
%£>fk&
answer*
to the
Health
Question
often lies
in a
change of
table "drink
%
r-—
! The Man Who Forgot
A NOVEL
By JAMES HAY, JR.
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garden city new tons
DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY
1915
I-. ... I I I IM ■
CHAPTER XXI (Continued).
“Father!” she cautioned sharp
ly ‘You know lie didn’t have this;
article printed. You know hr
| didn’t. And you know we’re noti
cngngi d.
The senator regarded her with
amazement as she handed him his I
coffee.
“The idea of your thinking it I
necessary to toll me you’re hot]
engaged to him! The whole thingI
e preposterous! He's lament h eon j
tempt mi upstart without lam-1
lily, without position, without
! means!
“ It. seems silly to say that, he is j
nobody,” she contradicted him
evenly. “At his call thousands
upon thousands of people are com
ing here to compel congress to do
a big thing. He is a great na
tional figure a wonderful man.”
Her memory of him tho night
before, the realization that others
attacked him as her father was do
ing now, the thought that in many
cases there was nobody to defend
him, the mental picture of his
swiftly catching up the rose she |
| had dropped ai his feet t hose |
things flashed through her mind,
aroused in her a great longing to
protect him, to help him.
“I only wish,” she concluded,
looking at her father out of wide, |
utterly frank eyes, “1 were his
wife today.”
“Then you had that thing
printed ! ’ ’
His tone was brutal. He struck
tlie table with his list, and, as lie
did so, his knuckles, grazing the
saucer, tipped if. over suddenly,
throwing the cup of coffee clear of
the table and to the floor. Wales,
hearing the noise, came into the
room.
'' < iot out : .Mjilloii t ImiulrriMl t
at liiia, causing liis in.itan1 retreat.)
Tlic senator's eyes were lmlg i
iug. ilr was in a her.- erker rage.
‘' Fallier! ’ ’
Fiditli spoke in slirer surprise.
Sim could not understand the bit
terness, Hie intensity, of his anger
"Now, 1 require this much of
you.” he said, a little thickly:
! ‘‘you must have the common sensei
! not to talk this way to other peo
: [he! 1 won’t have it as long as
i you are my daughter and ws long
j as you stay in litis house! ITuler
| stand that thoroughly. If you have
i these disgraceful ideas about this
| man, keep them to yourself. Keep
! them out of the newspapers!’’
lie left his chair and started to
; go from the room,
j ' Aren't you going to eat your
breakfast?” site asked, forcing
herself to calmness.
) “When you've finished yours,
1 when you've left the room!”
| “Oh. father,” she begged,
“please, ['lease, be more kind,
more just.”
I He stopped in the doorway.
'' You/ know,'' she added, "we
are not engaged.”
“Yes!” he exploded again.
“And everybody else will know
it ! I’m going to send word to the
papers right now that I want to
issue a denial of this absurd re
; port. 1 want the reporters up here
just as soon as 1 can get them. I'll
have the denial printed today, this
, afternoon. 1 won’t stand this fool
! ishness!”
* "Then.’’ she said, her words
hesitant. I’ll have to- have to- ”
; "1 lave to what ! ’' he broke in.
She caught her lower lip be
) tween her teeth for a moment to
I hide the tremor that was upon it.
j Almost, there were tears in her
I eyes.
j "Oh.” she answered helplessly,
"1 don’t know what to do. Hut if
you send for the reporters, 1 think
i I shall send for Mr. Waller and
and ask him to help us me.”
Her lather sneered perceptibly.
"Do so, by all means," lie ad
vised bitterly ; “and a precious lot
j of good he’ll do."
j “At least, she said, "he's fond
j of him.
The senator thing himself out of
. the room.
She hurried upstairs to the tele
phone on her desk, hut could not
speak to Waller until her father
had finished calling up the Wash
ingtmi newspaper offices with the
tequest that reporters he sent tv:
the house at once.
When that was over and Wallet
had said he would come to her im
mediately, she went downstairs
17
again and found Xellie Kane.
Oh, Nellie, she said grate
fully, ' I'm so glad you’re here!”
Airs. Kane knew the value of
cheerfulness.
“Mydear, she bubbled, “you
almost persuade me the story isn’t
true! Resides, this happens to he
another Thursday. Remember the
girl your girls. They’ll all be
wanting all sorts of help m a few
minutes.”
“Oil,' she breathed, “ I had for
gotten about them, but I’m glad
it’s Thursday, and I hope — oh,
Xellie, I do hope l can do lots for
them all !”
Nellit patted her shoulder
gently.
“.My dear,” sin said, “you al
ways do.”
CHARTER XXII.
• -
The two women were in the
Million parlor when Cholliewollie
arrived.
"Of course, lie gave it as his
opinion, “it was .just a coincidence
that this announcement was pub
lished the morning following Hie
iTmceting at my apartment last
night.
“You don't think,” Mrs. Kane
voiced her surprise, “that they’re
laying,their plans to make a scan
dal out of that!”
“ No,' Ik drawled, “ 1 don't.”
“Of course not!”
I don’t," he supplemented,
"because I in sure they knew
nothing about it. Rut, if they did.
I wouldn't put it past them. They
would do anything now to hit
Smith and they don't care who
else gets hurt."
Edith felt the burning desire to
clear her mind of the things that
puzzled her.
"Tell utc, Mr. Waller,” she
..It . . ! i -11
■ • ' - ' I . ' I . « » • • [ M I 'M I I M I I M M 1 \ *
could anybody hate luid in inspir
ing tin- story of my engagement to
AI r. Smit h *"
I hat s as plain as day. he re
plied. "i don't think I'm far
wrong in guessing 1 hat the estima
ble Albert Mitchell is hac k of it.
1 Io had that story printed.'
"Why.’" Edith persisted.
."He wants to make mischief.”
"Hut how?"
"It is an old game in Washing
ton," lie explained, "this thing of
having something pleasant printed
about a man so that denial of it
will make him look ridiculous.”
“Oh, Edith said, greatly
grieved, "my father already has
telephoned the afternoon news
papers to send .reporters up hero,
lie wants to de\iy the story.
"There yon are! Tht* senator is
ooing the very thing they eounied
(K.
Edith reHectod a moment.
I hey think. she suggested,
["that anything they can do to
[ make Mr. Smith look ridiculous
j will hurt wind he stands for?"
i Oil, yes ; lnd this is such a little
thing, this engagement 1 mean, it
i is too sligh 1 ly. 1 lie cifret of the de
, rial and all that, to hurt anybody.
! If it was cumulative, if it followed
lometbing else, or if there were
I 'Oinetliiiig else to follow this
j He took hi- t urn at reflect ion.
1 Edith, tremendously distressed,
| waited tor him to continue.
Oh. he said, "there s nothing
j to it merely a little piece of little
| spite. 1 hat s all there can be to
it• 1 Iny re in desperate plight,
diss Million, nt'd they don't hesi
tate to use you as a means of an
noying him and worrying him and
making him appear ridiculous be
fore the country. They're grasp
I ing at straws. That s all."
j "Hitt when my father issues his
denial of the engagement wind
tlien .’"
! “Hut when my father issues his
denial of the engagement v. at
j i hen ?''
"A our father, feeling as lie does
- toward Mr. Smith, will not snare
I him. naturally, lie will make it
j unpleasant."
i "If lie onl\ wouldn’t!" sin
I said desperately. "If lie oul\
1 wouldn't!”
Mrs. Kane came to the rescue,
"Your father's in the library
| isn't In'?" Shi' rose quickly. " Wei
i m\ deear, leave him to me. \1
nn'ii can be handled, and, particu
■ larlv, all old men can he handhn
by young widows." She laughet
i reasmingly. "I go to change hi;
( * ■» • r f
mind.
“I hope she succeeds,” Waller.j
.‘-aid, wliiai she had left the room.
"You think it so important?"
"'Not. vitally, but 1 seem to be
‘hipped’ about Smith .just now. 1
had rather see not hing come out to j
bother him in the slightest way.
Think of what he's doing. Think !
of the responsibilities on him this
i vi ry minute !''
She contemplated that for a few
moments in silence.
“That is what lias bothered me1
m ." she said at last,. "Why should
* be thrust forward as an annoy-,
ance to him at such a time?’’
Like an answer to her question,;
(Wales lifted tile hangings at the!
i:oor and announced:
“Mr. Smith."
There was hurry in his stride as i
b • stepped into the room. It was j
; apparent that lie was almost be-1
vide himself with anger and eon-j
'eern. The anger, which was vastly j
'different from Senator Mallon's, |
was still in his face, making his;
; ■ yes glow. Ills face was very pale.,
And Ids physique, which always,!
in some strange manner, reflected I
I Ids moods its surely as did his feat-!
ores, was tensed. Waller, watch
ling him, noticed that his chest!
I seemed deeper, and his arms, held
lat a sharper angle from his body, j
appeared more easily and more!
'gracefully swung in their sockets.
, It. was as if Jiis body bold itself
| marvellously ready to carry out
I the impulses of his mind.
“1 bog your pardon!’’ he said
| abruptly, halting a few steps in
! side the room.
“It is too had ! ’’
Edith said lhat involuntarily
! and held out her hand to him.
“What are you doing here!"
Waller mafic that exclamation
; express the full measure of his as.
; ionishinent.
Smith came forward and shook
hands with Edith. lie paid her all
; Ids attention.
i “I would not have come—would
, not have intruded, believe me,” he
said with quick emphasis, the
i strength in his voice somehow ex
; pressing the fact that he felt ev
erything for her. nothing for him
self. “ 1 called up the office of the
| newspaper which printed that re
j port. 1 heard that. Senator Mallon j
! bad sent for reporters so that he
; might deny the engagement. 1 I
i wished- it is mv most ernest dc- j
sire to sav anything, to do au\ j
'king, that might relieve you oi’
( any shadow of einbaiTassiiienl."
lie wheeled, fierv and alert, to
Waller.
“What can 1 do?” he do
: marnled.
"Wliat on earth do yon think of
j doing?" the newspaper man re
i lorted.
The agitator turned again to
! Edith.
" ! am sure you understand," tie
went on. Ids words a torrent of
emotion. ' I remembered my posi
tion -rather, my laok of position
in this house, but I have just
read the report. I did not stop to
consider. 1 came because I am
horrified, distressed, that such an
atrocious embarrassment should
be put upon you.' ’
She looked at him; all the lights
of morning in her face.
‘ It doesn't embarrass me at
all,” she told him.
" But it must !”
‘‘If it does, it is because I do
not like to think of anything in
terfering with vonr work.”
ilis perception of how thorough
I ly she had put him before herself
! checked him. For a srebnd he
jcould not speak.
"My dear fellow," Waller
'.drawled, liis voice colored by the
affection he felt for the man.
I'‘ wliat could you do, under the cir
II umstanccs'!'
I "Tell me just that." Smith de
|iuandcd. "What can I do?"
" Absolutely nothing."
"Surely there must be some
thing some way in which 1 could
take ii up with the editor, obtain
i correction.
"As I fold you once before,’
Waller answered, "corrections are
not of much value. Once put the
little printed . words before the
! tenders with their eggs and eof
| foe in the morning, and not all the
king s horse.-, nor all the king's
1 men can ever recall them.'’
Edith reminded him:
"There is no reason to feel con-1
ccrued for me. If it does not trou
ble you, let's forget it, please. It
is by no means a tragedy." She
smiled warmly. " Is if?"
He looked at her steadfastly,
and Waller saw that lie exulted
as a strong man takes pride in bis
i strength.
"But." Smith reminded her,
"there is the question of your
1 father's denial of the story.”
"Ah-h!"
The three turned toward -the
music room. In the doorway stood
Senator Mallon.
[ "Ah-h!" he repeated, address
1 ing Smith. "To what, may I ask,
; do we owe this—unexpected hon
;
or?”
llis voice was a triumph in!
studied insolence.
(.'holliewollie stopped to Edith’s
side.
‘‘If von will leave us. Miss ?>IaI
lon, for a moment," he said in a
low tone.
” Would it be best?” she asked,
whispering the question.
■' Much, ’’ he answered.
She turned and went out
through the door leading into the
hall.
Mallon came farther into the
room, his star still fixed on Smith.
" Will you tell me,” he repeated,
"to what we owe this visit from
you ?"
‘It was not a visit to you,”
Smith answered him eooly.
"1 never heard of such inso
lence ! ’ ’
The agitator strove to keep his
self-control.
‘It ini edit seem so—it does
seem so," he said quietly, ‘ but
this was an affair in which Miss
Mallon s peace of mind was threat:
ened. And, since that was true,
nothing could have kept me
away.’ lie took a step swiftly to
ward the senator, "t, seems to me
only fair. Senator Mallon,” he
said, " for you to let me know why
you have assumed this attitude to
ward me, why you are so bitter.”
"You, yourself, are the a ns wee
to,.your own question,” Mallon re
plied.
He lit’a cigar and tried to look
at Smith in real contempt. Some
how, he failed in that.
"Now," he ordered, "get out of
my house -and stay out !”
Smith regarded hi mwith an ex
pression like pity.
"You will not tell ’tie why?" he
asked again.
"Oh, yes," the older man. re
sponded with elaborate careless
ness, "if you want to know, i
know what you are. I ’in on to you
—demagogue and faker.”
"One moment!”
('holliewollie stepped between
the two men and faced Mallon. His
manner was such as it had been
the night, he had interrogated
Simpson in the stuffy hotel room.
The drawl had gone from his
voice.
i on see, senator, lie sent j
eurtly, without a smile, “Pm on j
to you—you big four Hush !”
“Don't you dar to——•” Mal
lon tried to stop him.
“There's :io daring about it."
Waller assured him sternly. “I'm j
on to you. Pve got the good:; on '
you. And I'm about to tell von I
where you get off.”
He turned to Smith with the i
quick query:
“You remember you said one j
day you'd like to know why the
senate rt -sihairt nhree jwmtth
senator- -this man here- -was so
bitterly opposed to you, so person
filly hostile?”
Smith nodded.
“ Well, 1 know now." He faced
the senator again.”You’re a great
big man out in vour state, von
are!”
Mallon started toward the elec
tric push button. His face was
purple, except for the thin line of
white across the bridge of bis nose.
Waller caught him sharply by the
arm.
“No, you don’t!” be com
manded Mallon. “You sit down
there! I’m about to tell you a
little story.”
The senator, completely aghast,
sank into the chair toward which
Waller’s commanding pressure on
bis arm guided him. The news
paper man stood over him.
“You’re a great big man out in
your state. You were a great big
man in business 15 years ago—a j
merchant prince. Ilut merchant
princes are like other people: they
-verreaeh themselves sometimes.
It happened that, at the time when
you found yourself facing finan
cial ruin find the wiping out of
your business, some idiot devel
oped the idea that your gifts and
virtues entitled you to be governor
of tlie state.”
Smith, seeing the man’s agita
tion, felt remorse.
“Is this necessary now and here,
Waller?” lie asked.
“Very,” Waller replied lacon
ically, and proceeded with his
j story: “Who saved you from the !
business crash ? Who, by that act,
virtually made you governor and
| actually owned you in all your of
| ficial acts?”
He snapped his fingers and
laughed harshly. Ilis anger was
apparent, a very personal thing.
Ah, these precious whisky in
terests look far ahead and invest
their money well, don’t they, sena
tor? Who told you to run for the
senate?”
lie leaned forward and snapped
his Singers again. He seemed to
want to drive his questions home
to Mallon\s mind.
(Continued Next Week.)
Vast supplies of cocoa hav© been
smuggled into (fertnany by way of Hoi
land and Belgium.
1 4 WHAT A BABE MAY DO rM
4 FOR FRIEND AND FOE. 4
Edgar Von Schmidt-Pauli, a Prussian
cavalry officer, who is on the western
front, has written for the German news
papers the following remarkable incident
which he and his men witnessed re
cently:
“Donnorwotter -what a hellish noise'
Above me .-bells ar* bursting and all
around me is the rat-tat-tat of machine
guns.
“It is just before dawn and the fog is
so thick that one • an scarcely see a yard
ahead .Mi w<* know is that our -troops
during th*- nigtit stormed and captured tin*
French village over yonder. I want to
see I >w out left wing ii situated, and
therefore ride to the village, where the
.-r.-'niy’s bullets are falling as thick as
hailstones during a heavy thunderstorm.
Tin* fog continues thick, but it Is not
cold.
• J find a shelter where other cavalrymen
arc tak.rig a little rest and at once pro
ceed to get some needed sleep myself.^
ord ring the lieutenant to rouse me in'
case of necessity.
“Suddenly I am awakened by a peculiar,
uncomfortable stillness—as is the case
often where a sleeper is awakened either
by a sudd r; noise or tbe cessation of
noise. As ! emerg** from' the dugout, the
lieutenant winks at me mischievously and *
points directly in front of him. Care
fully 1 raise my head over the top of
the trench to get a view of things.
“The sun lias risen and the fog has
disappeared. In front of us is a meadow,
and there, midway between our trenches
and those oi the enemy, is*—God, it is im
possible, it must he a delusion!-—Fata
Morgana: but no—there in the middle of
the field, crawling on hands and knees,
is a little baby. It appears perfectly
happy and contented, and seems to bo
enjoying itself. Not a sound is to be
heard, not a shot is fired. Every man
has become dumb from amazement.
“ ‘A child has fallen from heaven!' cries
a soldier near me.
"Well, that is about the case, for where
else could "that child have come from?
“Before my weary brain can summon
up convincing reasons how that child got
out. there—whether some poor mother lost
it in tin* panic due to the battle of the
night before—a German soldier jumps our
of the trench and runs to where the child
is crawling Absolute stillness prevails
in the tranches, and only to our right,
from which this extraordinary sight is
hidden by a chimp of trees, is the sound
of gunfire heard.
“And this spot, which all through the
night has been a veritable inferno of shot
and shell, is now like some peaceful island
or a cool, friendly oasis in a burning
desert,
“Over there in the enemy’s trenches we
can see the helmets of the Frenchmen
as they peer over the edges. No one is
any longer thinking of tin* enemy or th*»
war of danger. All eyes are on the tall
soldier and the child which he is ap
proaching. And is he picks up that iittie.
frightened helpless piece of humanity and
fondly rakes it in his arm -, a low, friend
ly laugh passes along our entire opiums
The laugh is infectious, and we ran fed
how it is going along the ranks over yon
der. And suddenly—what, are they going
to shoot?—no. on the contrary, a great
wav.* of applause with shouts of‘Bravo!*
Irom thousands of French throats breaks
t!o* stillness. Then, as the soldier jumps
back into our trench with the child safely
in his arms, our ranks burst into a trium
phant shout which passe?: all along the
line.
“Even fo** some time after* not a shot is
f;r-*<l |r i* if \vv felt ashamed of our
sel\ s. and no one touched a. gun while
that child was i> our midst.
'A'h. ii th firing did star; again it was
< ms u It or y and indifferent, and there was
™ thing dang-rous about it. The little
child bed work <1 a wovhIcrfu! change in
rhe hearts of both friend and foe that
When Russian Soldi ers Sinq.
^ Arthur Fluid, in Collier’s Weekly.
soldi rs everywhere
in * 1 t»nn ;
r' 'M1 v Mi ;’;t! raps slapped ra,- i.-hly
nv': 11 •• 1 Th' y drill in dozens of
sfl,,ar' • on Mi" • «(id>lr.-toiie.l spate below
!:lr . Isaac’s- -whit h sugg, • i
» • tt*i • Rome and march the
'ii-.v • i;. and night, singing their tre
m'-'uloit Russian songs.
ri four file- start tho ah-, after
a nif .-iir *»r f\v> the next, selection uim^.s
• n Hit>l “ <»11 dovv'll the street until prvs
eiiM\ in.- xyh-de column is booming a sort
,!f ' ' 'in.l '' The song, wild and mclan
ei;i)'- with t ronu-ndows basses, tlor-s; down
us- -i: it in a series of waves, and as
one d. scctid in front of you another is
■hi i-' t" tv'.. 'nousetop a little wav down
tin' b!o« k.
The v march slowly, with a ditto us roll
ing of the- shoulders and swinging of
their lung tan ov< i■< oats. Their feet go
out and down with a vnao— clop * * *
clop—In a sort of modified goose step,
and to accent the rhytlm; they an- taught
to swing the free arm. the one not eaYrv
ing the rifle', in a wide, slow arc, almost
up to the opposite shoulder and back
again.
And this slow, deliberate reaching for
ward and setting down each foot—one re
call’s Kipling's "bear that walks like a
man"—together with the long high swing
of the closed fist, repeated bv iunuin.-i- •
able blond giants in long, swaying over
coats. is curious and impressive. There
is something more than accfdoni in this,
or t’;e drill sergeant’s n,d ions--something
at once tremendous and qua nt. something
of rf.e faith, heaviness, and slow, uncon
querable power of Russia it; elf.
The Blind Follower.
From the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
The entry of the United Slates in the
great war offered Austria-Hungary her
first and probably her last opportunity
for a favorable separate ; < ..iee. Kurope
*as not forgotten and will not. forget that
it was the. brutal cocksuredness of the
dual empire that actually precipitated th*>
war. Germany was ready, hut Germany
might have waited had not Austria de
termine d to strike. Dong accustomed to
th* piffling diplomacy of Sir Fdward
ttrey. \ustria believed that her iniquitous
i scheme for the assassination of Serbia
would he carried through without, jnter
I ierenc-. Sh • called on the "Prussian to
i show his teeth and rattle his sword. That
would probah’y be sufficient to hold Rus
| sia and Franco and Britain in awe while
i the outrage in Serbia was being consum
mated.
Since the beginning of the war Austria
has fallen to a very subordinate position.
The detestation of the world has been
earned by Prussianism and fibre has
been a certain amount of pity for the de
luded bully that really started* the war.
Austria lias suffered tnore than Ger
many. She has, perhaps, been punished
enough. The entente, at the urging of
the new ally in America, might have
granted favorable terms to a nation will
ing to admit its error and express re
i pentance.
! Ey action only against .Germany the
> nited Slates offered the golden oppor
tunity. Jt required an awful visit of the
*igh masters of Prussianism to vrenna to
frighten Austria Into line. Sh,. has been
frightened into lino and she will continue
to be the blind follower of Potsdam till
both leader and follower come to the end
of the thorny road of internitional out
lawry.
Use for Colonel Roosevelt.
From the Chi. ago Post.
We do not know tin* r.-sult of Oolon*l
Roosevelt's talk with Pr.-sident Wilson.
Rut wo do know that a well-ordered mili
tary plan would find a place for so useful
an American and put him at work in it.
If we arc to have a. volunteer system
there is no one else in the United States
who can draw volunteer io the colors as
can Theodore Roosevelt.
if we are to send iinmediatelv a small
expeditionary for..- to Franco for the sake
of moral and sentimental effect, 1lWe is
no one else who can add so greaG to
that effect a.s ran Theodore Roosevelt.
If no use is made of him, wo shall '•im
ply bo neglecting, as in the case of Gen
eral Wood, one of the really valuable fac
tors that lie readiest to band in ;m intri
cate situation.
Tempora Mutant.
From Candle.
Mr. Goodleigh— Her age really surprise*
me; she doesn’t look 2k, does she '
Miss Snappe—Not now, but 1 sup post
she did once.
Breezy.
From the Yale Record.
‘•Gracious, how close it is in here I>?t *
go out.”
“But, my dear, the orchestra wiU
change the air in a minute.”
