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By BURTON E. STEVENSON
■- ■■■■ -- ..J
CHAPTER XXX.—(Continued.;
‘‘I have said the same thing 100 j
times; and yet, at the bottom of I
my heart, I know we cannot fight
—not while this cloud of uncer
tainty hangs over us. To fight,
with this power in the hands of
Germany, would mean more than
defeat—it would mean annihila
tion. There would be other statues
to be draped with black !”
Delcasse’s face was livid; he
removed his glasses and polished
them with a shaking hand, and,
for the first time, Lepine saw his
blood shot eyes. Delcasse noticed
his glance, and laughed grimly.
‘‘Only to you, Lepine, do I dare
to show them,” he said. ‘‘Before
others, I must crush this fear in
my heart, bite it back from my
lips; 1 must appear unconcerned,
confident of the issue. Only to
you may I speak freely. That is
one reason T called you here. I felt
that I must speak with some one.
Lepine, I foresee for France a
j great humiliation.”
Lepine looked at his companion
with real concern.
‘‘You exaggerate,” he said.
‘‘You have been brooding over it
too long.”
Delcasse shook his head.
‘‘I do not exaggerate. This
thing is so terrible that it cannot
be exaggerated. Even at this mo
ment, Germany is preparing the
blow. For the past week, sin- has
been extraordinarily active. Her
fleets have coaled hurriedly and
put out to see—for maneuvers, it
is said; but this is not the season
for maneuvers. Her shipyards
have been cleared of all civilians,
and a cordon of troops posted
about each one. The garrison of
every fortress along the frontier
has been at least doubled, and the
most rigid patrol established. The
police regulations are being en
forced with the greatest severity.
Every city of the frontier swarms
with spies; even here in Paris we
are not safe from them—my desk
was rifled two nights ago. 1 live
in dread that any day, any hour,
may bring the news of some fresh
disaster!’ ’
‘‘And do our men learn noth
ing?”
‘‘Nothing! Nothing! All they
can tell me is that something is
preparing, some blow, some sur
prise. Whatever the secret, it is
well kept; so well that it can be
known only to the emperor and
one or two of his ministers. We
have tried every means, we have
exhausted every resource, all in
vain. We know, in part, what is
being done; of the purpose back
of it we know nothing. But we
can guess—the purpose is war; it
i can be nothing else!”
Lepiue sat silent and conteni
Elated tlie rugged face opposite
iin—the face which told by its
lined forehead, its worried eyes,
its savage inputh, of the strug
gles, rebuffs and disappointments
of 110 years. Always, out of dis
aster, this man had risen uncon
quered. Upon his shoulders now
was placed the whole of this ter
rific burden. He alone, of the
cabinet, was fit to bear it; beside
him, the others were mere pig
mies: Premier Caillaux, an amia
ble financier; Foreign Minister de
Selves, a charming amateur of the
fine arts; War Minister Messimy,
an obscure army officer with a
love for uniforms; Minister of
Commerce Couyba, a minor poet,
tainted with decadence—above all
these. Delcasse loomed as a Gulli
ver among Lilliputians. But great
ness has its penalties. While the
minister of foreign affairs spent
his days in collecting plaques, and
the minister of war his in strutting
about the boulevards, and the min
ister of'commerce his in composing
verses, Delcasse labored to save his
country—labored as a colossus la
bors, sweating, panting, throwing
every fibre of his being into the
struggle—which was all the more
I trying, all the more terrific, be
! cause he felt that it must go
i against him!
I "What would you suggest, Le
. pine?” Delcasse asked, at last,. “ Is
! there any source of information
I which you can try?”
J Lepine shook his head doubt
; full-v"
! “It is not a question of ex
t pense,” Delcasse went on, rapidly.
“A million france woidd not be
too much to pay for definite infor
mation. We have spent that al
ready! We have had a prince bab
bling in his cups; we have had 1
know not how many admirals and
generals and diplomats confiding
S2
in their suddenly complaisant mis
tresses; we liave searclied their
hearts, shaken them inside out—
but they know nothing. Such and
such orders have been issued; they
obey the orders, but they do not
know their purpose. They all
talk war, shout war—Germany
seems mad for war—and the gov
ernment encourages them. Their
inspired journals assert over and
over that Germany cannot recede
—that its position is final—that
hereafter it must be paramount in
Morocco. And today—or tomor
row at the latest—France must
send her ultimatum.”
“What will it be?”
“God knows!” and Delcasse
tugged at his ragged moustache.
“If it were not for one thing, Le
pine, I should not hesitate; I.
should not fear war. France is
ready, and England is at least
sympathetic. But there is La
Liberte. What if Germany can
treat our other battleships as she
treated that one? Yes, and Eng
land's, too! And if our battleships,
why not our forts, our arsenals
* * * Lepine,” and Delcasse’s lips
were twitching, “I say to you.
frankly that, for the first time in
my life, I have fear!” He fell a
moment silent, playing nervously
with a paper knife he had
snatched up from his desk. “What
would you suggest?” he asked
again.
And again Lepine shook his
head.
“What can I suggest!” he pro
tested. “Where you have failed,
what is there I can do ? ”
The knife snapped in Delcasse-s
fingers, and he hurled the frag
ments to the floor.
“There is one thing you can
do,” he said. “Find Crochard and
bring him to me.”
Lepine arose instantly.
“I will do my best,” he said,
reaching for hi; hat. “If he is in
France, rest assured • • •”
There was a tap at the door, and
it opened softly. ,
“I. am not to be disturbed!”
snapped the minister, and then he
stopped, staring.
For there appeared on the
threshold the immaculate figure,
the charming and yet impressive
countenance, for a sight of which
the great minister had been long
ing; and then his heart leaped suf
focatingly, for with the first fig
ure was a second — a man with
white hair and flaming eyes and
thin, eager face * * *
As Delcasse sprang to his feet,
Crochard stopped forward.
“M. Delcasse,’’ he said, “it
gives me great pleasure to intro
duce to you a gentleman whom I
know you will be most glad to
meet—Tgnace Yard.”
CHAPTER XXXI.
THE ALLIANCE ENDS.
Deleasse’s nostrils were distend
ed and his eyes were glowing like
those of a war horse scenting bat
tle as he invited his visitors to be
seated. Only his iron self control,
tested on I know not how many
hard fought fields of diplomacy,
enabled him to speak coherently;
never had it been strained as at
that moment.
lie sat down at his desk, and
glanced from one face to the other.
“ l am indeed to meet M. Yard,”
he said, with a calmness that was
no less than a triumph; “and to
see you again, M. Crochard. I had
but this moment charged M. Re
pine to bring you to me.”
“ Is it so serious as that?” asked
Crochard, with a little smile.
“The situation could not well be
more serious.”
“You refer, I suppose, to the
Moroccan situation.”
“Yes. France must fight, or
yield to Germany.”
Again Crochard smiled.
“No, no,” he protested; “it is
Germany w-hieh will yield!”
Deleasse bounded in his chair,
as his eye caught the glance which
Crochard bent upon him.
“I knew it,” he said, his face
white as marble. “1 guessed it—
and yet 1 scarcely dared believe it.
Rut the moment yon entered,
bringing M. Yard • *
“M. Yard is a very great inven
tor,” said Crochard. “He offered
his services to Germany, and she
betrayed him; he now offers his
services to France. ’ ’
Deleasse glanced at the little
man who sat there so still, so fra
gile, with eyes which gleamed so
fiercely and lips that trembled
i
with emotion; and he shivered a
little at the thought that here was
the man who had struck a terrible
blow at France.
“I can see what you are think
ing,” Vard burst out. “You will
'pardon me. if I speak English? I
am more familiar with it than with
French. 1 see what you are think
ing. You are thinking. ‘Here is
the miscreant, the scoundrel, who
destroyed our battleship!’ Well, it
is true. 1 am a scoundrel—or I
should be one if I permitted that
deed to go unrevenged. I was be
trayed, sir, as this gentleman has
said. I offered to Germany the
leadership among nations. But the
emperor is consumed with person
al ambition—bis one desire to ex
alt his house, to establish it more
firmly. Instead of leading, he
wished to conquer. I refused to be
his tool. Thereupon 1 was deceived
by a trick, 1 was imprisoned — I
and my daughter also. We were
threatened with I know not what
—with starvation, with torture—
but this gentleman rescued us, and
I came here with him in order to
place before France the same pi’o
posal I made to Germany.”
Deleasse had listened closely;
but he was plainly confused and
astonished.
“Before going further,” he sug
gested, “I should very much like
to hear M. Crochard's story. There
is much about this extraordinary
affair which I do not understand
—and I desire to understand ev
erything. Will you not begin at
the beginning, my friend?”
‘ ‘ It was very simple, ’ ’ said Cro
chard, and told briefly of the pur
suit, of the encounters on the Ot
tilie, and of the final struggle in
New York. “After our escape,”
he concluded, “we hastened to M.
Yard’s residence, where, as I an
ticipated his daughter and that ad
mirable M. Webster whom she
loves, soon joined us. It was a
most happy reunion, and in the
end, M. Webster forgave me for
the theft of the little box. Of our
plans we said nothing, except that
M. Vard was journeying back with
me to Paris, and we were aboard
the Lusitania when she sailed next
morning. We arrived at Liverpool
last night, and here we are!”
Lepine’s face was shining with
a great enthusiasm.
“Permit me to congratulate you,
sir,” he said. “It was finely done.
I realize that the more deeply be
cause I myself was completely baf
fled; and yet it should have oc
cured to me that the captain of
the Ottilie might wish to deceive
me. My theory was, however, that
the tickets had been purchased to
throw me off the scent. M. Vard
had, of course, as I supposed,
sought refuge in Germany. Even
yet I do not understand why he
should have gone to America.”
'fhe remark was, in a way, ad
dressed to the inventor, but he had
fallen into revery and paid no heed
to it.
“He is often like that,” said
(Yoc.hard, in rapid French. “1
suspect that something is wrong
here,” and he touched his fore
head. “The trip to America was,
as I understand it, a matter of sen
timent with him. He insisted that
this great treaty, which was to
bring about world wide peace and
the brotherhood of man, should be
signed on American soil.”
“ He is really in earnest about
that treaty?” asked Deleasse. “He
is not a mercenary?”
“Mercenary? Far from it, sir.
.Why, M. Delease, he was asked to
choose his own reward, and he re
fused. He is utterly in earnest
lie asks nothing for himself. And
I believe his idea practicable. I
hope that you will consider it care
fully, sir. The emperor refused
because of his conditions. One was
the reconstitution of Poland—he is
himself a Pole. The other was the
restoration of Alsace-Lorraine to
France. Pachmaun did at last
agree to give up Poland—and to!
make him king of it, if he chose!—
but the other condition was too
much for him. Besides, he thought
the game was in his hands—-he saw
his emperor ruler of the world!
Permit me to outline for the plan
of this remarkable man.”
And clearly but briefly, Cro
ehard laid before the astonished
minister the plan for world wide
disarmament, for universal peace,
for the freeing of subject peoples,
for the restoration of conquered
territory, and for the gradual es
tablishment of representative gov
ernment, to the exclusion of all
hereditary rulers, great and small.
“And 1 see no reason,” Cro
chard concluded, “why France
should hesitate to give herself
whole heartedly to this plan. With
all of these things she is in sym
pathy; ‘Liberty, equality, frater
nity,’ lias been her watchward for
100 years. Once we regain Alsace
Lorrain, we can be well content, to
lay down our arms. T believe that
we can secure the support of the
United States and perhaps of
England. To the United States, a
project so idealistic would be, cer
tain to appeal; and. as for Eng
[land, she is terrified at heart, she
fears the future, she staggers un
der the burden of her great arma
ments—which yet are not great
enough. Yes, we ecrV \y;r FPo
land!”
Delcasse had listened with
gleaming eyes, all the dreamer
within him afire at the splendid
vision which Crochard's words
evolved.
“You are right!” he cried, and
sprang to his feet and approached
the inventor, his hands out
stretched. “M. Vard,” he said,
“on behalf of France, I accept
your proposal!”
Vard was on his feet also, and
his whole frame was shaking.
“You are sincere?” he stam
mered, peering into Delcasse’s
eyes. “You are in earnest? You
are not deceiving me?”
“No!” said Delcasse, solemnly.
“I am not deceiving you. I swear
it, on my honor. France will be
proud to take her place at the head
of this great movement.” And
then he stopped, and a shadow
flitted across his face. “There is
but one condition,” he added.
“You must prove to us that this
power really exists.”
“I agree to that!” cried Vard,
eagerly. “I agree to that—yes,
yes, I even wish it. Any proof, any
test—it shall be yours to choose.
And remember—the Germans were
not merciful! ’ ’
“I shall remember!” said Del
casse hoarsely, his face quivering;
and he caught himself away and
stood for a moment at the window,
struggling for self control.
Through the square below all Paris
poured, on its way to drive in the
Bois, careless, happy, all uncon
scious of the crisis in its country’s
history which the moment marked,
and then, by habit, Delcasse’s eyes
wandered to that great statue by
Pradier, with the pile of mourning ,
wreaths before it. * • *
“I have chosen!” he said, in a
choked voice. “The test shall be
made at Strasbourg!”
The inventor bowed.
“If 1 may retire,” he said, “I
will begin my preparations at
once. I shall need to work for a
day, or perhaps two days, in some
well equipped wireless laboratory.
All other arrangements I shall
leave to you. It will be necessary
to secure two stations in sight of
the arsenal, and within five miles
of it, where we can w'vk without
fear of being disturbed
“I will attend to all that,”
agreed Delcasse, and touched a
bell. “If General Mirbeau is in
his office,” he added to his secre
tary, “please say that T wish to see
him at once.”
The door had closed behind the
French chief of wireless and the
white haired enthusiast, and for a
moment the three men who were
left behind gazed at each other in
silence.^
“Do you believe in this power?”
asked Delcasse, at last.
“There was La Liberte,” Oro
chard reminded him.
“True,” and the minister fell
silent again.
(Continued Next Week.)
The New French “37.”
From the Spokane Spokesman-Review.
The French have Introduced a new.
easily portable cannon to combat German
machine guns. It is a "7 millimeter cali
ber, has every feature of the famous “75,"
and on open ground two men can fire as
many as 3f> high explosive shells a minute,
a few shots sufficing to put machine guns
out or action. It can be readily taken
apart and carried by sir or eight men, and 1
it can be used in advanced positions as
well as In the open.
War Slogans.
Can the kaiser!
Tin the Teut!
Pickle the Prussian.’
Brine the Brute!
—Boston Herald.
HE KEEPS ENGLAND
POSTED ON RUSSIA
Sir George Buchanan.
Sir George Buchanan, British am
bassador to Russia, keeps England
£osted on the fast-changing contii
iona at Petrograd and on his reports
the Britons rely for guidance in ihei
actions towards their slumping siij.
TWO DOLLAR WHEAT
—
This Price Will Hold For Some
Years.
A well advised commercial authority
! gives it as his opinion, “as a slow
descent may lie counted on in the
prices for grain when the war ends—
it may take several years to restore
the world's stock of foodstuffs to nor
mal—there is good /ground for confl^^
Uence in the outlook for rapid dejj^e
opinent in agriculture.”
If this be correct, it follows that
the profession of farming will mate
rially Increase its ranks in the next
few years.
Today, the price of wheat is set by
the United States government at $2.20
per bushel, and in Canada the price
has been set at $2.21. This, of course,
is less freight and handling charges
which brings the average to the fann
ers at about $2.00 per bushel. This
price will pay so long as land, mate
rial and labor can be secured at rea
sonable prices. It remains for the
would-be producer to ascertain where
he can secure these at prices that will
make the production of grain profit
able. He will estimate what price he
can afford .to pay for land that will give
him a yield of wheat which when sold
at $2.00 per bushel, will return him a
fair profit. Local and social condi
tions will also enter into the considera
tion. Finding what he wants he would
be wise to make his purchase now.
Land prices in some portions of the
country are low, certainly as low as
they will ever be. City property^'and
town property will fluctuate, but
property will hold its own. The price**1
of grain is as low as it will he for
some years. Therefore it would be
well to look about, and find what can
be done.
There are doubtless many opportu
nities In the United States, especially
In the Western States, to purchase
good agricultural lands, that will pro
duce well, at reasonable prices. If the
would-be buyer has the time to inves
tigate, and that is needed, for these
lands do not exist in any considerable
area, he would be well repaid. Not
only will liis land certainly increase in
value—the unearned increment would
be an asset—while under cultivation lye
can find nothing that will give better
results. He will at the same time be
performing a patriotic act, a needful
act, one that would meet with the food
controller's plea to increase agricul
tural production and assist in reducing
the deficit of 75 million bushels of
wheat reported by the controller. %
In addition to the vacant lands in *
the United States which should be
brought under cultivation, Western
Canada offers today the greatest areal
of just tiie land that is required, and
at low prices—prices that cannot Inst
long. Even now land prices are in
creasing. as their value is daily becom
ing more apparent, and their location ^
desirable.
As to the intrinsic value of land
in Western Canada, hundreds of con
crete cases could be cited, which gd
to prove that at fifty and sixty dollars
per new-—figures that have recently
been paid for improved farms—th«
crops grown on them gave a profit ot
from twenty to thirty per cent and
even higher, on such an investment
One instance, is that of a young Eng
lisliman, unaccustomed to farming be
fore he took his seat on tlie sulky
plow with which he does most <>f Vu
work, after allowing himself $1,000 foi
his own wages last year, made a profiler
of $2,200 on a $20,000 investment. Hiw
total sales amounted to $0,700 and lili
expense, which included the $1,001!
wages for himself, was $3,500. Thy
interest was 11% per cent.
To the man who does not care U
buy or who has not the means to pur
chase, but possesses wealth in bis owe
hardihood, his muscle, and determina
tion, there are ihe thousands of fri 4
homesteads of which he may have tin
pick on paying an entry fee of tee
dollars. These are high class InndJ
and adapted to ail kinds of farming
Send to your nearest Canadian Gov
ernment Agent for literature, descrip
tive of the splendid opportunities that
are still open in Western Canada. Adv,
Instinct of the Profession.
According to Ids mother, William.
Just turned four, is u prospective pht
sieian. The following conversation re
centi.v occurred between them:
“Muvver. may I be two doctors?
' I don't see how you could he. son/
“May T have two antobeels?"
"Maybe so."
“May I have a knife?"
“What do year want with a knife.
Bon?"
"I want to cut into folks to see if
they are sick.”—Indianapolis Nows.
Homicidal Language on Rifle Range.
Officer -“Have you anyone else ti>
shoot, sergeant?" Sergeant—-“No, sir.
I'll shoot myself now." Exehauge.
With a man an effect must have its
cause; with a woman il must have its.
because.
-- t
It doesn't pay to hunko a woman
whose only asset is a gift of gah.
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Always sure to please, Red Cross ball
Blue. All grocers sell it. Adv.
What we call tiise enough always
; proves little enough.
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