OLTWITTI JHE . —\\ (Concluded from last week.) If Huyliger had revealed my hiding place to the Huns, as I was now con- fident he had, I felt that there was lit- by LIEUTENANT =~ PAT OBRIEN ©,/546, by PAT ALIA OBRIEIY i SH = = SS = 3 fh I i) I hil / 7” A ©] Figured | Could Put Up a Good Fight.” tle prospect of their overlooking me. They would search the house from top to bottom and, if necessary, raze it to the ground before they would give up the search. To escape from the house through the backyard through the iron grating, which I had no doubt I could force, seemed to be the logical thing | to do, but the chances were that the Huns had thrown a cordon aroind the entire block before the squad was sent to the house. The Germans do these things in an efficient manner always. They take nothing for granted. My one chance seemed to be to stand | pat in the hope that the officer 1 charge might possibly come to the cor clusion that he had arrived at the house too late—that the bird hac flown. My position in that wine cellar wat anything but a comfortable one. Rats and mice were scurrying across the floor and the smashing and crashing going on overhead was anything bu promising. Evidently tbose soldiers ! I have mentioned before; if anyone has imagined that I ought to be hiding ir the walls, for it sounded as thougl they were tearing off the wainscotting | in fact . the picture molding and, everything that they could tear or pul apart. Before very long they would finist their search upstairs and would come | What they | thought how unfavorably they com- ~ would do when they discovered the down to the basement. wine I had no idea. Perhaps they would let themselves loose on it and give me my chance. With a bottle of wine in each hand I figured I could put up a good fight in the dark, especially as I was becoming more and more ac- customed to it and could begin to dis- tinguish things here and there, where- as when they entered the pitchy dark- - mess of the cellar, they would be as blind as bats in the sun. Perhaps it was twenty minutes be: fore I heard what sounded like my death-knell to me; the soldiers were coming down the cellar steps! 1 clutched a wine bottle in each hand and waited with bated breath. + Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! Ir a mo- ment they would be in the cellar proper. I could almost hear my heart beating. The mice scurried across the floor by the scores, frightened no doubt by the vibration and noise made by the descending soldiers. Some of the creatures ran across me ‘where I stood between two wine cases, but I was too much interested in bigger game to pay any attention to rice. Tramp! Tramp! “Halt!” Again an order was given in German, and al- though I did not understand it I am willing to bless every word of it, be- cause it resulted in the soldiers turn. ing right about face, marching up the stairs again, through the hall and out of the front door and away! I could hardly believe my ears. It seemed almost too good to be true that they could have given up the search just as they were about to come upon their quarry, but unless my ears de- ceived me that was what they had done. The possibility that the whole thing might be a German ruse did not escape me, and I remained in the cellar for NG I nearly an hour after they had appar- ently departed before I ventured to: move, listening intently in the mean- | while for the slightest sound which ' would reveal the presence of a sentry ! upstairs. Not hearing a sound I began to fee: that they had indeed given up the hunt, | for I did not believe that a German | officer would be so considerate of his men as to try to trap me rather than | carry the cellar by force if they had | the slightest idea that I was there. I took off my shoes and crept softly and slowly to the cellar steps and then | step by step, placing my weight down ! gradually so as to prevent the steps from creaking, I climbed to the top. The sight that met my eyes as 1} glanced !nto the kitchen told me the whole story. The water faucets had been ripped from the sinks, the water pipes haveing been torn off, and; gas fixtures, cooking utensils and | everything else which contained ever the smallest proportion of the metals the Germans so badly needed had beer taken from the kitchen. I walked up | stairs now with more confidence, feel ing tolerably assured that the soldiers hadn’t been after me at all, but hag been merely collecting metal and other materials which they expected an elaborate dwelling house like the¢ one in which I was concealed to yield Later I heard that the Germans have taken practically every ounce of brass, copper and wool they could lay their hands on in Belgium. Even the brase out of pianos has been ruthlessly re moved, the serious damage done tc valuable property by the removal oi only an insignificant proportion ot metal never being taken into consid- eration. I learned, too, that all dogs over fourteen inches high had been seized by the Germans. This furnishec lots of speculation among the Belgians as to what use the Germans were put ting the animals to, the general im- pression apparently being that they were being used for food! This, however, seemed much less likely to me than that they were being employed as dispatch dogs in the trenches, the same as we use them orn our side of the line. They might pos- sibly kill the dogs and use their skins for leather and their carcassss for tal- low, but I feel quite sure that the Huns are by no means so shart of food that they have to eat dogs y2t awhile. Indeed, I want to repeat liere what i | | } | the idea that this war can te won by starving the Huns, he hasn't the slight- est idea how well provided the Ger- mans are in that respect. They have considered their food needs in connec- tion with their resources for several years to come and they have gone at it in such a methodical, systematic way, taking into consideration every possible contingency, that provided there is.not an absolute crop failure, there isn’t the slightest doubt in my mind that they can last for years, and the worst of it is they are very cock- sure about it themselves. It is true that the German soldiers want peace. As I watched them through the keyhole in the door I pared with our men. They marched along the street without laughter, with- out joking, without singing was auite apparent that the war is +«iling on them. I don’t believe I saw a single German soldier who didn’t look as if he had lost his best friend—and he probably had. At the same time there is a big dif- ference—certainly a difference of sev- eral years—between wishing the war was over and giving up, and I don’t believe the German rank and file any more than their leaders have the slight- est idea at this time of giving up at all. But to return to my experience while concealed in the house. After the visit of the soldiers, which left the house in a wretched condition, I decided that I would continue my jour- ney towards the frontier, particularly as I had gotten all I could out of Huy- liger, or rather he had gotten all he was going to get out of me. During my concealment in the house I had made various sorties into the city at night, and I was beginning to feel more comfortable even when Ger- man soldiers were about. Through the keyhole I had studied very closely the gait of the Belgians, the slovenly droop that characterized most of them, and their general appearance, and I felt that in my own dirty and un- shaven condition I must have looked as much like the average poor Belgian as a man could. The only thing that was against me was my height. I was several inches taller than even the tallest Belgians. I had often thought that red hair would have gone good with my name, but now, of course, I was mighty giad that I was not so endowed, for red-haired Belgians are about as rare as German charity. There are many, no doubt, who will wonder why I did not get more help than I did at this time. It is easily answered. When a man is in hourly fear of his life and the country is ful: of spies, as Belgium certainly was, he is not going to help just anyone that comes along seeking aid. One of the German's most successful ways of trap- ping the Belgians has been to pose as an English or French prisoner who has escaped, appeal to them for aid, impli- cate as many as possible, and then turn the whole German police force loose on them. As I look back on those days I think it remarkable that I received as much help as I did, but when people are starving under the conditions now forced upon those un- fortunate people, it is a great ten pta- tion to surrender these escaped pris- oners to German authorities and re- ceive the handsome rewards offered for them—or for alien spies, as I was classed at that time. The passport which I had described me as a Spanish sailor, but I was very dubious about its value. If I could have spoken Spanish fluently it might have been worth something to me, but the few words I knew of the language would not have carried me very far if I had been confronted with a Spanish interpreter. I decided to use the passport only as a last resort, preferring to act the part of a deaf and dumb Belgian peasant as far as it would carry me. Before I finally left the house I had’ a remarkable experience which I shall remember as long as I live. CHAPTER XIV. A Night of Dissipation. Turing the first two days I spent with Huyliger after 1 had first arrived in the big city, he had told me, among other things, of a moving picture show in town which he said I might have a chance to see while there. “It is free every night in the week i except Saturdays and Sundays,” he said, “and once you are inside you would not be apt to be bothered by anyone except when they come to take your order for something to drink. While there is no admission, patrons are expected to eat or drink while en- joying the pictures.” A day or two later, while walking the streets at night in search for food, I had passed this place and was very much tempted to go in and spend a few hours, particularly as it would perhaps give me an opportunity to buy something to eat, althc=~h I waz think that I had decided unwisely be- cause of the unnecessary risk involved in the adventure, it occurred to m¢ that perhaps after all that theater war attend because that was about the last place Germans would expect to find : fugitive English officer in even if they were searching for me. As soon as evening came, therefore, I started out for the theatre. I fixed myself up as well as possible. I had on a fairly decent pair of pants which Huyliger had given me and I used a clean handkerchief as a collar. With my hair brushed up and my beard trimmed as neatly as possible had found in the house, while my ap- pearance was not exactly that of a Beau Brummel, I don’t think I looked much worse than the average Belgian. | In these days the average Belgian is | very poorly dressed at best. I can't say I had no misgivings as I tainly I was going there more for dis- cipline than pleasure, but I had made up my mind that I was going there to see it through. The entrance to the theatre or beer garden, for it was as much one as the and was reached by way of an alley which ran alongside. Near the door was a ticket-seller’s booth, but as this was one or the free nights there was no one in the booth. I marched slowly down the alley imitating as best I could the indiffer- entered the theater endeavored to act as though I had been there many times before. A hasty survey of the layout cf the place was sufficient to enable nie to select my seat. It was early and there were not more than half a dszen people in the place at that time, £0 that I had my choice. where the stage was located. On this there were tables on the floor proper as well. I decided promptly that the safest place for me was as far back as pos- sible, where I would not be in the line of vision of others in back of me. Ac- cordingly I slouched over to a table on the platform directly opposite the stage and I took the seat against the wall. The whole place was now in front of me. I could see everything that was going on and everyone whe Price List of Drinks O’Brien Picked Up at a Free Motion Picture Show in a Beer Garden. at a loss to know how I was going to asx for what I wanted. While trying to make up my mind whether it was safe for me to go in I walked half a block past the place, and when I turned back again and reached the entrance with my mind made up that I would take the chance I ran full tilt into a German officer who was just coming out. That settled all my hankerings for moving pictures that night. “Where you came from, my friend,” I figured, “there must be more like you! I guess it is a good night for walking.” The next day, however, in recalling the incident of the evening before, it seemed to me that I had been rather foolish. What I needed more than anything else at that time was confi- dence. Before I could get to the fron- tier IT would have to confront German soldiers many times, because there were more of them between this city and Holland than in any section of the country through which I had so far traveled. Safety in these conting- encies would depend largely upon the calmness I displayed. It wouldn't do to get all excited at the mere sight of a spiked helmet. The Belgians, I had noticed, while careful to obey the orders of the Huns, showed no partic- ular fear of them, and it seemed to me the sooner I cultivated the same feeling of indifference the better I would be able to carry off the part I was playing. For this reason I made up my mind then and there that, officers or no of- ficers, I would go to that show that night and sit it through no matter came in, but no one, except those who sat at my own table, would notice me : unless they deliberately turned around to look. The place began to fill up rapidly. Every second person who came in the place seemed to me to be a German soldier, but when they were seated at the tables and I got a chance later on to make a rough count, I found that in all there were not more than a hun- dred soldiers in the place and there must have been several hundred civil ians. The first people to sit at my table were a Belgian and his wife. The Bel- gian sat next to me and his wife next to him. I was hoping that other civil- ians would occupy the remaining two seats at my table, because I did not relish the idea of having to sit through the show with German soldiers within a few feet of me. That would certainly have spoiled my pleasure for the even- ing. Every uniform that came in the door gave me cause to worry until I was sure it was not coming in my direction. I don’t suppose there was a single sol- dier who came in the door whom I didn’t follow to his seat—with my eyes. Continued next week) . The Difference. “Pa, what's the difference between a patriot and a jingo?” “A patriot, my son, is one whose bosom swells with pride of his coun- try, while in the jingo the swelling appears in his head.”—Boston Trans- cript. what happened. While people may |, about one of the safest places I could | with a pair of rusty scissors which I | made my way to the theatre; cer- other, was on the side of the building ! ent gait of the Belgians, and when I | There was a raised platform, per- haps two feet high, all around the | walls of the place except at the end | platform tables were arranged and | ORDER FOR DRAFT CALLS. Men Betwcen Ages of 32 and 36 In- clusive, and 19 and 20 Will be First Summoned for Duty in Army. Washington, D. C.—Sept. 17.—Men between the ages of 32 and 36 inclu- sive and 19 and 20-year-old regis- - trants will be called first in the new draft, Provost Marshal General Crow- der announced recenply. Eighteen- year-olds and those above 36 will be called later. i No order asto whether 18-year-old boys will be inducted before those be- tween 37 and 45 has been issued by the War Department, Crowder said. This will be determined later. September calls will practically ex- haust the original class one supply. | A few who registered on August 24 are being classified now, Crowder said, but the reservoir is negligible. Mailing of questionnaires will be- gin almost immediately after regis- tration. BOARDS TO REPORT EARLY. By September 16th all States should have reported to Washington their to- tal registration and the work of as- signing serial numbers to registrants by the local boards will be well under way, Crowder explained. As rapid- i ly as each registrant is given a serial . number his questionnaire will be i mailed. There will be practically no ! loss of time in starting the machinery { for inducting men of the new draft, Crowder assured. Boards will concentrate on the cards ' of men between 19 and 36 inclusive, . leaving those who aren’t liable to im- mediate call for later attention. General Crowder explained in de- "tail the work of advisers who will sit with local boards. These advisers will not act as a committee, but, in- stead, each will have his own field. A labor adviser and an agricultural adviser will have jurisdiction over questions relating to industry and ag- i riculture respectively. i visers will deal with the professions and other occupations not falling un- der the other two divisions. Crowder explained there was no limit to the Dimer of advisers each board might ave. MUST CLAIM EXEMPTION. No claims for deferred classifica- tion will be considered unless regis- trant has mentioned it in his question- naire, or a third person requests it for him. Crowder urged employers to study their personnel thoroughly so as to be able to advise draft boards regarding the registrants in their em- ploy. . | Classification of the 19 to 36-year- | i old group should take not over fifty | { days, Crowder said, and this group | | comprises practically half the entire | : 13,000,000. i Boys between 18 and 20, inclusive, | will have opportunity to attend one of | the 400 universities designated by the ! War Department, Crowder said. Not | : over 150,000 of the 3,000,000 regis- | | trants of these ages are expected to | I attend college under the War Depart- | | ment’s regulations. These men will | ! be entirely those who are qualified to! | Gutond universities and volunteer to i do se. BIRTHS. Wheeler—On August 11, to Mr. and Mrs. Jerome J. Wheeler, of State | College, a son, Jerome Julius Wheel- er Jr. King—On August 5, to Mr. and Mrs. Charles King, of Coleville, a daughter, Mildred Virginia. Wagner—On August 23, to Mr. and Mrs. Frank H. Wagner, of Bellefonte, a son, Robert Pierson. Casper—On August 7, to Mr. and Mrs. Howard E. Casper of Bellefonte, a son, Ralph Richard. Breon—On August 13, to Mr. and Mrs. Harry E. Breon, of Bellefonte, twin girls, Pauline Emma and Geral- dine Lauretta. Johnson—On August 8, to Mr. and Mrs. Edward Raymond Johnson, of Altoona, a son, James Ray. Knisely—On August 11, to Mr. and Mrs. Albert Knisely, of Bellefonte, a! daughter, Margaret. Herman—On August 27, to Mr. and | Mrs. Miller Herman, of Benner town- | ship, a son. Watson—On August 24, to Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Watson, of Bellefonte, a son. Sager—On August 4, to Mr. and Mrs. William J. Sager, of Bellefonte, a son, Russell William. Garbrick—On August 30, to Mr. and Mrs. Edward Garbrick, of Belle- fonte, a daughter, Helen Elizabeth. Zettle—On August 24, to Mr. and Mrs. Archie W. Zettle, of Pleasant Gap, a son, John Archie. Packer—On August 31, to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Emery Packer, of Pleas- ant Gap, a son, Elwood Milford. Kane—On August 10, to Mr. and Mrs. James Kane, of Zion, a son, James Francis. Guiser—On August 3, to Mr. and Mrs. Calvin Guiser, of Mingoville, a son, Charles Calvin. Betz—On August 10, to Mr. and Mrs. M. S. Betz, of Nittany, a daugh- ter. Albright—On August 2, to Mr. and Mrs. William F. Albright, of Belle- fonte, a daughter. i Kane—On August 23, to Mr. and Mrs. Charles E. Kane, of Bellefonte, ; a daughter, Mary Elizabeth. Eckel—On August 24, to Mr. and | Mrs. John P. Eckel, of Bellefonte, a son, Samuel Uurich. | McMurtrie—On August 31, to Mr. | and Mrs. Edgar McMurtrie, of Belle- fonte, a son, Ray Francis, Bottorf—On September 13, to Mr. and Mrs. William Bottorf, of Belle- fonte, a daughter, Mary Katherine. ——Two soldiers caused some amusement at a golf course the oth- er day. The first man teed up and made a mighty swipe, but failed to shift the ball. The miss was repeated no fewer than three times. . His pal was unable to stand it any longer. : “Tor heaven’s sake, Bill,” he broke —Tit-Bits. ad : They are all good enough, but "the “Watchman” is always the best. Additional ad- | out, “hit the bloomin’ thing. You: know we have only four days’ leave!” | FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. DAILY THOUGHT Charity itself consists in acting justly and faithfully in whatever office, business and employment a person is engaged.— Swedenborg. A lovely little boudoir cap is made of net, banded with little rufflings of half-inch wide pink ribbon. The cap is cut with a long point, like the to- boggan caps of childhood, and on the very tip end is a downy pink tassel that bobs on the shoulders. Handsome new wide braids make the fashionable sashes. Come in black and colors. New small neckpieces that are quite distinctive, are of Hudson Bay sable, made of one or two skins and most effective indeed. Wool plaids (and the larger the better) are the note of the moment in the dress goods stores. They are used to make the attractive separate skirts that will be worn with those sleeveless velvet jackets this fall. Camouflage veils are the newest— they are of filmy meshes, have deep frills and are worn flowing. Three-piece sets of fur are as smart as they are new—broad stoles, fash- ionable muffs and small hats, all to match. There are sets of Hudson seal, sheared muskrat and a beauty of moleskin. Tricolette is the rich, new silk that is to be used to make some of the handsomest winter dresses; and bar- onet satins in Autumn shades will make the separate skirts. Purple, rich and deep and lovely is | a fashionable millinery color—and | there are hats of purple velvet and of | purple beaver; one great, furry bea- { ver tam (and tams are new too) is { stunning. Red Cross authorities have provid- | ed comfortable quarters for army and | navy nurses in which to spend off | hours and to get such recreation as | may be possible near the base hos- { pitals at the front at an approximate i cost of $350,000. Not all of these { buildings have been completed but many have been and others soon will ! be ready. The standard building, similar in architecture to the convalescent houses for soldiers, though smaller, | provides a lounging room and a din- i ing room, kitchen and laundry. The | large room will be supplied with easy i chairs and couches, tables, writing desks, piano or phonograph and spe- cial library. Dishes, linen, sewing machines and utensils will be install- ed in the service end of the house, that the nurses may prepare special dishes or serve meals for themselves and their friends, or make or launder garments when necessary. In some camps the Red Cross has cottages nearby in the mountains or at the seashore where nurses in need of rest can go for a recuperative week-end. Women’s uniforms for war service are getting to be almost as conspicu- ous on the streets of a large city as are those of men, though, to be sure, they have by no means attained the | variety of styles which appear in the . masculine apparel. i among them, however, is the official One recent style uniform adopted by the American women canteen workers in the Young Men’s Christian Association huts in France. Work over there in the can- teens is much too vigorous to permit of frills and flounces, or even of the ordinary garb of civilian life, they say. So a new style has been worked out which, though most utilitarian, is as trim and smart as one could ask. This uniform consists of the following articles: One gray whip-cord coat and skirt, one hat of blue or gray cloth—and the shape is a smart one —two shirtwaists, blue or white flan- nel, one blue necktie, one blue woolen muffler, four canteen overall aprons and two caps. Since the association which is send- ing these women across the seas has taken over the entire canteen work for the army in France, hundreds of new canteens will soon be opened there and scores of American women, paying their own expenses and dis- pensing with many comforts formerly considered essentials will, in these trim, simple uniforms, join their French and English sisters in doing their share to help along the war for democracy. Toast is another form in which partly stale bread can be made at- tractive. In many families it is serv- ed only for breakfast, luncheon or supper, but the custom which many high-grade restaurants have adopted of serving thin, crisp, hot toast with the more substantial meals, might well be followed at home. Such dishes as chopped meat with gravy, creamed chicken or fish, poach- ed eggs, melted cheese, cooked aspar- agus, Swiss chard, baked tomatoes, etc., are served very commonly on toast. Cream or milk toast (that is, toast with a cream sauce or milk gravy, perhaps flavored with a little chip- { ped beef, salt fish or other savory) may be used as the main dish at breakfast, luncheon or supper. Slices of toast may also be dipped in water or milk and beaten egg and lightly browned on a hot greased pan. It may be used at breakfast, and . has the advantage of making the eggs “go further” than if used in a sepa- rate dish, or it may be served with cinnamon and sugar, syrup or any sweet sauce for dessert. When ostrich feathers have become a sorry sight, after exposure to damp- ness, they may be fluffed up again and given some curl by holding them ‘over a very small gas flame. Great care should be taken to have the flame | low and to hold the feathers high | enough to move slightly in the warm | air, and so escape catching fire. If feathers are treated in this manner | they will become surprisingly fresh- ' ened almost immediately. When frying eggs add one tea- spoonful of hot water to each egg. Put the water around the egg and you will find they will be more like poaches and much easier to digest. od
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