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THE BEE: OMAHA, FRIDAY," MAY; 24, 1918.
WHISKY RUNNER -SHOT
Business Associates of Film
; Manager Hold- to View That
- Bootlegger Mistook Auto
A Partytfor Officers.
That the attempted assassination of
Harry F. Lefholz, assistant manager
i of the Universal Film company, 1304
Farnam street, who was shot by an
inindentiried man while in an auto
mobile on the Fork Crook road four
miles south of Omaha early Thursday
morning, was, committed by a septinel
stationed there by whisky runners to
, watch for officers, is. the most likely
theory advanced by M. C. Rogers and
WalterWalter C. Denny, officials of
the film company who were with Lef-
, holz when the shooting occurred.
Rogers and Denny scout the idea
, that the fact that Lefholz had been
actively engaged in this part of the
state in the promotion of "'The Beast
of Berlin," a motion picture aimed
at the kaiser and kaiserism, had any
-y connection with the shooting.
That the distinguishing green lights
-with -which the Ford Livery garage
equips its cars, and from which the
car in which the party was riding was
' hired, may have caused the assassin
'. to mistake the occupants of the car,
is another advanced by the filmcom
, pany officials. V
"It, all happened so quickly that we
. did not have a chance to get a good
look at the man," Mr. Rogers of the
. Film company said. "He sprang out
, of the shadows at the side of the road
and fired without warning, and then
stood in the road some distance back
t ,as: we drove away. We were not
t armed, and it would have been fool
hardy to attempt to apprehend him.
-. , 'The party drove to the South Side
police station, where considerable de
; lay was- experienced as the officers
- thought they were bootleggers. Let-
holz was weakened from the loss of
blood by the time the police had fin
, , ithed their questioning and made a
search of the car for liquor.
The wounder man was taken to the
L South , Side hospital where it was
. ' found that the bullet had pierced the
left1 side"just below the heart. He
was reported as resting easily late
' Thursday night.
' SEEK F0URM0RE
.' IN ZAGAR CASE
: ON SOUTH SIDE
' With the arrest of William John
.. eon, 2427 Lake street, Henry Harvey,
V 2212- Seward street, negroes, and
William Alexander, 2909 Michigan
- avenue, whom, police say, were hired
"' to deliver 125 cases of liquor to the
farm home of Anton Zagar, twomiles
' south, of Omaha; every efort is be-
, ing made to apprehend four other
men alleged to have purchased the
liquor in St. Joseph and to have
hired the trio to deliver it. ,
According to a confession Alex
ander , made to South Side police
Thursday, the liquor was purchased
for Stanley Zagar, proprietor of a
soft drink parlor at Thirtieth and Q
Streets, but ordered delivered to his
brother for safe-keeping.
1 Dr. Wilson to Preach Memorial
Sermon for Soldiers Sunday
Dr. C. C. Wilson, pastor of Grace
" Methodist ' church, will preach the
annual Memorial sermon on "The
American Soldier," , Sunday morning
at 11 o'clock, under the auspices of
Phil Kearney post.
All members of the G. A. R. post,
and the Woman's Relief corps, are
requested to meet at Munt's drug
store, Twenty-fourth and F streets,
' at 10:45 o'clock.
. The subject for discussion in the
Business Men's class, preceding the
morning sermon, will be "How to
Americanize Naturalized Christians?"
The pastor's subject for the night
service will be "Job's Friends."
' i1"''' -?"x " "
Serum" Company M embers
, Consider Naming Secretary
Members of the Associated Serum
, Companies of America met with
Chairman J. F. McAnany, president
and manager of the Grain Belt Supply
company, at the Exchange building
Thursday to discuss the appointment
"of a . national secretary. Several
prominent men- were mentioned, but
' the appointment will not be made
until; the regular semi-annual meet
ing; which will be held in Omaha
. July 8. . ;' . : -. ' .
Among those who attended the
'meeting were J. F. Hoaglin of the
Royal Serum companyKansas City,
and Dr. J. M. McFarttnd of the
Purity Laboratories, Sioux City.
' Rummage Bed Cross Sale.
The salvage department of the
Red Cross will hold a rummage sale
on, the South Side Saturday. Used
'clothing -of fine quality and in good
repair, , shoes" and 100 -women's hats
donated by a local wholesale mill-
inery concern, v will be offered for
sale. .... ... " .' .
Mrs. C. E. Kullbom, 183S South Twenty-
. sixth street, (Misted by Msbdames ' Phlt
Shields end J. B. Thllp, will entertain the
Women's Home Missionary, society of
. Jltn Ferris, laborer, 2210 South Thirteenth
street, suffered a broken finger and lacera
tions of the hands when he was knocked
down by a motorcycle ridden by Mike Steve,
v " ttit South Twenty-sixth street, at Twenty.
' fpnrth and Q streets. i "
Omaha Social Welfare Workers
Back From Kansas City Meet
. - "Mrs. Rjose Ohaus of the Omaha
Welfare board and other social work
crs who attended the national social
'. work convention in Kansas City, re
's turned to Omaha Thursday enthusias
tic about the meeting. More than
4,000 attended. The regular meeting
of the .Welfare Board was postponed
from Thursday afternoon until Mon-
1 I i:;i lw
"Wounded and in hospital!"
That might have meant anything.
And for a full week that was all we
knew. To hope for word more defin
ite until and unless John himself
could send us a message, appeared to
be liopeless. Every effort we made
ended in failure. And, indeed, at such
a time, private inquiries could not
well be made. The messages that had
to do with the war and with the busi
ness of the arrqjes had to be dealt
But at last, after a-week in which
his mother and I almost went mad
with anxiety, there came a note from
our laddie himself. - He told us not
to fret that all that ailed him was
that his nose was split and his wrist
mashed up a bit! His mother looked
at me and I at her.1 It seemed bad
enough to us! But he made light of
his wounds aye, and he was right!
When I thought of men I'd seen in
hospitals men with wounds so fright
ful that they may not be told of I
rejoiced that John had fared so well.
And I hoped, too, that his wounds
would bring him home to us to
Blighty, as the Tommies were begin
ning to call Britain. But his wounds
were not serious enough fo that and
so soon as they were healed, he went
back to the trenches.
"Don't worry about me," he wrote
to us. "Lots of fellows out here have
been wounded five or six times, and
don't think anything of it. I'll be all
right so long as I don't get knocked
He didn't tell us then that it was
the bursting of a shell that gave him
his first wounded stripe. But he wrote
to us regularly again, and there were
scarcely any days in which u leter
did not come either to me or to his
mother. When one of those breaks
did come it was doubly hard to bear
For now we knew what it was to
dread the sight of a telegraph mes
senger. Few homes in Britain there
are that do not share that knowledge
npw.' It is by telegraph, from the
war office, that bad news coines first.
And so, with the memory of that first
telegram we had had, matters were
even worse, somehow, than they had
'been before. For me the days and
nights dragged by as if they would
There was more news in John's
letters now. We took some comfort
from that. I remember one in which
he told his mother how good a bed
he had finally made for himself the
night before. For some reason he
was. without quarters either a billet
or. a dug-out. He had to skirmish
around, for he did not care to sleep
simply in Flanders mud. But at last
he had found two handfuls of straw,
and with them made his couch.
"I got a good two hoifrV sleep,"
he wrote to his mother. "And I was
perfectly comfortable. I can tell you
one thing, too, mother. If I ever
get home after this experience, there'll
be one in the house who'll never
grumble 1 This business puts the
grumbling out of your head. This
is where the men are. This is where
every man ought to be."
In another letter he told us that
nine of his men had been killed.
"We buried them last night," he
wrote, "just as the. sun wpnt down.
It was the first funeral I have ever at
tended. It wastnost impressive. We
carried the boys to one huge grave.
The padre said a prayer, and we low
ered the boys in the ground, and we
all sang a little hymn: 'Peace, Perfect
Peace 1' Then I called my men to at
tention again, and we marched
straight back into the trenches, each
of us, I dare say, wondering who
would be the next."
John was promoted for the second
time in Flanders. He was a captain,
having gotten his step on the field of
battle romotio came swiftly in
those days to those who proved
themselves worthy. And all of the
few reports that came to us of John
showed us that he was a good officer.
His men liked him, and trusted him,
and would follow him anywhere. And
little more than that can be said of
any officer. .
While Captain John Lauder was
playing his part across the channel,
I was still trying to do what I could
at. home. . My band still traveled up
and down, the length and width of the
United Kingdom, skirling and drum
, Everyone who likes a
"snappy cup of coffee
finds interest in a cup of,
This modern)everage is
so convenieniso economical,
so labor sjavin and practical,
and withal so satisfying,
that it is largely accepted as
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The flavor is cxcelleni
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iia tfte Wat? Zone
ctf Jftxsfre? it France" Te?U ffts ZZbrsoka 1E
experiences on, tAc , We sfe rrt f &tgAtttg J?foxt- fi
ming and drawing men by the score
to the recruitina offic.
There was no more talk now of a
short war. We knew what we were
in tor now.
But there was not thm.ht r
of anything save victory. Let the
ything save victory. Let the
war go on as long as it must it
could end only , in one way. We
had been forced into the fight but
we were in, and we were in to stay.
John, writing from France, was no
more determined than those at hqme.
It was not very long before there
came another break in John's lettefs.
We were used to the days far apart
that brought no word. Not until
the second day and the third day
passed without a word, did Mrs.
Lauder and I confess our terrors and
our anxiety to ourselves and one an
other. This time our suspense was
comparatively short-lived. Word
came that John was in hospital again
at the Duk of Westminster's hos
pital at Le Toquet. in France. -This
time he was not wounded; he was
suffering from dysentery, fever and
nervous breakdown. That was
what staggered his mother and me.
A nervous breakdown! We could
not reconcile the John we kftew with
the idea the words ennvevni in ne
He had been high strung, to be sure,
ana sensitive. But never had he been
the sort of boy of whom to expect a
breakdown so severe as this must be
if they had sent him to the hospital.
We could only wait to hear from
him, however. And it was several
weeks before he was strong enough
to be able to write to us. There was
no hint of discouragement in what he
wrote then. On the contrary, he
kept on trying to reassure us, and if
he ever grew downhearted, he made
it his business to see that we did not
suspect it. Here is one of his letters
like most of them it was not about
"I had a sad experience yesterday,"
he wrote to me. "It was the first day
I was able, to be out of bed, and I
went over to a piano in a corner
against the wall, sat down, and began
playing very softly, more to myself
than anything else.
"One of the nurses came to me,
and said a Captain Webster, of the
Gordon Highlanders, who lay on a
bed in the same ward, wanted to speak
to me. She said he had asked who
was playing, and she had told him
Captain Lauder Harry Lauder's
son. 'OhV he said, 'I know Harry
Lauder very well. Ask Captain Lau
der to come here.'
"This man had gone through ten
operations in less than a week. I
thought perhaps my playing had dis
turbed him, but when I went to his
bedside he grasped my hand, pressed
it with what little strength he had left
and thanked me. He asked me if I
could play a hymn. He said he would
like to hear 'Lead, Kindly Light.'
"So I went back to the piano and
played it as softly and as 'gently as I
could. It was his last request. He
died an hour later. I was very glad
I was able to soothe his last moments
a little. I am very glad now I
learned the hymn at Sunday school
as a boy."
Soon after we received that letter
there came what we could not but
think great news. John was ordered
homel He was invalided, to be sure,
and I warned his mother that she must
be prepared for a shock when she
saw him. But no matter how ill he
was, we would have our lad with us
for a space. And for that much Brit
ish fathers and mothers had learned
to be grateful.
I had warned John's mother, but it
was I who was shocked when I saw
him first on the day he came back to
our wee hoose at Dunoon. His cheeks
were sunken, his eyes very bright, as
a man's are who has a fever. iHe was
weak and thin; there was no blood
in his cheeks. It was a sight to wring
ones heart to see the laddie so
brought dpwn him who had looked
so braw and strong the last time we
had seen him.
That had been when he was setting
out tor tne wars, you ken ! And now he
was back, sae thin and weak and piti
fuf as I had not seen him since he
had been-'a bairn in his mother's
Aweel, it was for us, his mother
and I, and all the folks at home, to
mend him, and make him strong
again. So he told us, for he had but
one thing in his mind to get back to
"They'll be needing me, out there,"
he said. "They're needing men. I
man Is needed there. ,
"You'll be needing your strength
back before you can be going back,
son," I told him. "If you fash and fret
w,u take y?u SJ niucn the
P??er. to ge.V b.acHL-
He knew that. BUt he knew things
I could not know, because I had not
seen. them. He had seen things that
he saw over and over again when he
tried to sleep. His nerves were shat
tered utterly. It grieved me-sote not
to spend all my time with him,-but he
would not hear of it. He drove me
back to my work.
"You must work on, Dad, like every
other Briton, "he said. I hink ot the
part you're playing. Why. you're more
use than any of us out there you're
worth a brigade!"
So I left him on the Clyde, and
went on about my work. But I went
back to Dunoon as often as I could, as
I got a day or a night to make the
journey. At first there was small
change of progress. John would
come downstair about the middle of
the day, movingslowly and painfully.
And he was listless; there was no life
in him; no resiliency or spring.
"How did you rest, son?" J. would
He always smiled when he an
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"Oh. fairly well," he'd tell me. "I
fought three or four battles, though,
before I dropped off to sleep."
He had come to the right place to
be cured, though, and his mother was
the nurse he weeded. It was quiet in
the hills of the Clyde, and there was
rest and healing in the heather about
Dunoon. Soon his steep became bet
ter and less troubled by dreams. He
could eat more, too, and they saw to
it, at home, that he ate all they could
stuff into him.
So it was a surprisingly short time,
considering how bad he had looked
when he first came back to Dunoon,
before he was in good health and
spirits again. There was a bonnie,
wee lassie who was to become Mrs.
John Lauder ere so long she helped
our boy, too, to get back his strength.
Soon he was-ordered from home.
For a time he had only light duties
with the Home Reserve. Then he
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went to school. I laughed when he
told me he had been ordered to
school, but he didna crack a smile.
"You needn't be laughing," he said.
"It's a bombing school I'm going to
now-a-days. If you're away from
the front for a few weeks, you find
everything changed when you - get
back. Bombing is going to be im
portant." John did so well in the bombing
ool that he was made an instructor
and assigned, for a while, to teach
others. But he was impatient to be
back with his own men, and they
were clamoring for him. And so, on
September 16, 1916, his mother and I
bade him good-by again, and he went
back 'to France and the men his heart
was wrapped up in. ,
"Yon's where the me are, Dad," he
said to me, just before he started.
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London, May 23. Evidence con
cerning the German olot in Ireland
will be submitted to the British cab
inet today by Edward Shortt, chief
secretary for Ireland.
If it is thought anv cart of . the evi
dence could or. should be published,
compatible with "the public interest,
it will be done, says the disoatch.
Dublin,-May 23. A sensation was
caused in Dublin today by the death
in the workhouse hospital, known as
the South Dublin Union, of Mrs.
Emily Ricketts, sister of the late
Charles Stewart Parnell., the famous
Irish patriot. ' :
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