Evening public ledger. (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, February 27, 1915, Sports Extra, Page 6, Image 6
1 ff)iUftfcMLiWMitwwiwiii'iiiliiiiiiliiwiiiiiiiiiiliiiiiiMiijMl EVENING LEPGEB-PHILADBLPHIA, SAtfTJRDAY. MBBUABY 27, 1016. V rr i kPr I'-'. II ft ft, Mi 1 M &MONG THE b ft BlN, W wffliMmik SIR DOUGLAS MAWSON Antarctic explorer and nuthor of the remarkable book, "The Homo of tho Blizzard." (Lippincott.) A Belgian on Belgium's Fate "How Belgium Saved Europe" (J. B. XJpplneott, Philadelphia) Is tho heart broken talc of the destruction of his country, written by Dr. Charles Sniolea, tt native Belgian, and nlnco ltfll Belgian Consul General In Edinburgh. Tho trans formation of an Industrious, prosperous people In a living nation to a floelns, no madic tribe, leaving a devastated and arid homeland, has been told In the newspaper reports and the formal report of the Belgian State Commission, which Investi gated tho alleged atrocities ot the Ger mans, but In all of these there Is lacking what In fiction Is called the "heart inter est," tho "cry of angulBh" which la found In every page of Doctor Sarolea's narra tive. It Is In this regard, and in that it Is the first real contribution to literature on the Belgian sacrifice, that tho book's chief value lies. Two thoughts stand out boyond overy other. The first Is the pathetic and dis appointed, but withal forgiving, charge that France and Great Britain made the Physical ruin of Belgium possible. The little support needed at the three crucial moments Liege, Namur and Antwerp by the meagre and wornout Belgian army was not forthcoming, although It had been many times assured. Each time the excuse -was made that the strategy of tho General campaign made It impossiblo to Bend troops to Belgium's aid. Belgium was Isolated. But with each town de atroytd the spirit and glory of Belgium crew, says the writer. The other point Is political and eco nomic. For half a century. Doctor Saro lea says. Belgium has grown through Ger man initiative and German capital. It had. In effect, become almost a German province. "If peaceful relations were maintained it was almost Inevitable that Belgium should become an economic 'dependency. And now that fabrlo (tho Indus trial life of Belgium) will have to be built mainly with British materials, whereas In the past It was built mainly with German material. It is mainly with the assistance of British capital that Bel glanlndustrles will bo reconstructed. Bel glum will afford a splendid field for Brit ish enterprise. The economic motive will combine with the patriotic motlvo to send British capital to Flanders "Belgium has lost everything, but she has saved her soul, and sho has saved the liberties of Europe," concludes tho writer. Darkest Russia Again The darkest part of Russian civilization or lack of civilization Is again uncov ered to us by one who clearly under stands It. This time It Is not a transla tion from Tolstoy, Turgenleff or Dos toievsky, but the original thoughts and observations of an alien. Georgo Kcnnan writes 10 short stories, "A Russian Com edy of Errors'' (Century Company, Now Tork), to show what a terrible state tho vast nusslan Empire Is In. Ho dwells particularly upon the dangers and cruelties to tho free-thinkers, the Ni hilists and the Revolutionists; he shows with whe.t injustice and blindness offend ers against the Czar and the Government aro given hearings, and depicts vividly the terrible physical sufferings which isuch prisoners are made to undergo for their beliefs. Mr. Kennan knows whereof ho speaks, and we may be sure of this If we compare his stories with those told by Dostoteffsky in his "Prison Life in Siberia," as well as with those tales of maltreatment which have moved Gorky and other Revolution ists to leave Russia, and to tell their ex periences to the world. We no longer seek the truth or falsehood in such stories, but Tfe shudder that such things can ex ist and do exist, and even an Anglo-Saxon interpretation of Slavic conditions fires us wU righteous indignation and fury. Mr. Kennan has thrust another lighted torch in the face of thoso who lgnpre Russian despotism with complacency, "The Great Mirage" Newspaper work and newspaper work ers form the theme of James E. Ford's latest story, "The Great Mirage'' (Harper & Bros., New Tork), but tew news paper men will admit that the scenes and characters portrayed are typical. Undoubtedly there are some "shops," Where office politics are played every minute of every working hour. Mr. Ford should know whereof he speaks, for he has had long experience In Metropoli tan Journalism, Nevertheless, it would be a pity if the laymen should be led to assume that newspaper workers generally isra s. set of self-seeking, sycophantlo schemers. That would be a regrettable misrepresentation of the craft, yet it Is , fair deduction from what Mr. Ford puts into tbl story of a young woman's trials, tribulation and eventual triumphs in J-fawe Tork journalism. Vila narrative 1 entertainingly told, al though admirer of 'The Literary Shop," hi' tfio same author, will miss the clever epferaais that savored that charming toe& 'Those In the new story are neither f numerous nop so keen. The Climbers' Progress Anyone with social aspirations should rn4 ewxmragement in "The Ladder" Harpr &, Bros , New York), a story y Philip Curtis which tells of one of th it social climbs in all literature. ViaL yojuw man who performs this as rerr, usually to laborious and often so yertlets doM t ay one would a joy ride mu4 without any n;ore effort than if ha w niMjUi opposite direction, Ci&iMmliUS m 'Urujidi take the pHce mUfaMwt Beginning; as a farm boy, i. wwM nfuUy the rung of IWt WWtK faetory worker,, private HKt lwltr ffltey Berat-profss-! &ttJirc netpapar mr, and aartfe, pr MMtntiSB wtth a handle l fcf rfw li, i alt itnwtnifig even - ii&',bta tTsjtt Miaeb n t, sa.nl , c .,ujr fagUp wkt tuAtj kii v -iU tMfBMbtWife. Montessori From a New Angle The old-fashioned educators, who claim that the Montessori methods neglect real training by their "lnlssea-falre" methods, will doubtlessly bo convinced to tho con trary If thoy read Carolyn Sherwln Bailey's "Montessori Children" (Henry Holt & Co., New York), Or at least they will probably hope that they may llo long enough to see these wonderful children mature, for they will want to have evidence that this training system which Dr. Montessori had developed, really makes Infants Into efficient and useful Individuals In tho community. Miss Bailey prosents her points or rather the leading points In the Montes sori method In a vory novel way. Each chapter takes one of tho little Italian tots who work In tho "children houses," through tho state of rebellion and distor tion to tho state of Improvement nnd con trot. It Is marvelous how each case con vinces us more emphatically of the sys tem of "leadership" which Dr. Montessori prnctlces, and makes us doubt more nnd inoro tho old-fashioned system of com mands, "don'ts," and physical chastise ment. One youngster comos In selfish and uncontrolled, example and gentle leader ship bring him to tho place where he learns to be considerate nnd efficient. Similarly there are Illustrations of spir itual training, physical development and repose, helpfulness nnd sensa-tratmng, reading, writing and tho development of a social conscience. And though prob ably no two cases In nny child nro tho atne, Btlll nny educator would find the little volume a reference book for any puzzling questions a book of valuablo sugesttons, If not of specific help. Sword of Youth A story of love nnd war In Kentucky, by Jnmes Lane Allen that. In brief, Is "The Sword of Youth" (Tho Century Company). The love clement is twofold the love of man and maid av the love of mother nnd son. The wnr element also Is twofold-the fighting of the Civil War by tho people who had to stay at home in divided Kentucky and the conflict of tho battlefields. In another respect tho brief description of tho book requires enlargement. The author writes In tho characteristic stylo which Is one of his chief distinctions. There le the old refinement of style, but none of the over-refinement of "Tho Hero ine In Bronze" and some of his other work. There Is metaphor nnd simile In abundance, but not of tho unnatural and strained port. It does not overlay tho story to confuso and hide It. The forest la visible through the trees. It Is altogether a delightful story, very simply nnd directly told, and very human. Wo have a gllmpso of Lincoln and a glimpse of General Lee, but tho threo principal characters are Joseph Sumner. a. Kentucky farm lnd; Mt mother, and Lucy Morehead, his Bweethenrt. Each Is clearly and distinctly drawn and moves through the pages of the book In natural human fashion. Joseph starts out an un dersized boy of 17. For threo years, slnco that night when his father and brothers rode off to Join the Confcdcrato army, ho haa taken caro of his mother and done tho work which formerly had been that of the slaves. She can see nothing heroic in the little stay-at-home, nothing glori ous In his performance of duty on the des olated Kentucky farm. Her only horoes are her husband and tho other sons, now In goldlers' graves. Nothing is to bo ex pected of Joseph: he doesn't count. It Is a splendid piece of psychological analysis by which the author accounts for this stluatlon. But at 17 Joseph goes to war. Only Lucy consecrates his going. Just before the battle of Five Forks Joseph receives two letters, one from Lucy, one from his mother, who Is on her deathbed, and begs Joseph to come before she dies. Joseph, knowing he will be counted a deserter, re turns to his mother, too late. Yet the reconciliation has been made. Joseph hur ries back to Virginia and to General Lee. Instead of sentence of death ho receives a handclasp. Then Appomattox. Then the six-foot soldier goes home to Ken tucky. Mr. Allen has written nothing much better than "The Sword of Youth." Book Gossip The Riverside Press, at Cambridge, Mass., printers for the house of Hough-ton-Mlfflln Company, did a record piece of work In getting out C. "W. Barran's "The Audacious War," whloh was pub lished the 21th of the month. Within 4S working hours of the time tho copy was received by the printers It had been set up in type, proof read, electrotyped, printed, bound and Jacketed. E. P, Dutton & Co. announce the fol lowing: "Practical Mysticism," by Evelyn Underhlll; "Prlnco and Heretic," by Marjorle Bowen; "Lovers In Exile," by the Baroness von Heyklng; "King Jack," by Kelghley Snowden: "Jesus and Politics," by Harold B. Shepheard; "The Archbishop's Test," by E. M. Green, and "A Freo Lance In Kashmir," by Lieu tenant Colonel O, F. MacMunn, D. S. O, "A Beluctant Adam," a novel by Sid ney "Williams, literary editor of the Bos ton Herald, will be published by Houghton-Mifflin Company February 27. Other books to be published by this house on the same date are "The Early Church," by George Hodges, D. D.; "Are "We Ready?" by H, D, Wheeler: a trade edi tion of Bret Harte's "Stories and Poems and Other Uncollected Writings." of which a limited edition appeared last year, and "Prescriptions," a compilation made by Edith Motter Lamb from Doctor Cabot'a "What -Men Live By," Advance orders for Henry Sydnor Harrison's new novel, "Angela's Business," have already called for a Becond printing of the book. The Btory will be published In March. George A. Birmingham, the delightful author of "From Dublin to Chicago," "Spanish Gold." "General John Regan," etc., I coming to America to lecture, ac cording to cable advices Just received from Ireland. He came to America in 1913 for the rehearsals of "General John Regan," in play form, and while hero lec tured at Princeton and Yale, Smith and Barnard, and a number of American cities, a IrJp he has wittily described in "From Dublin to Chicago," To the aub jects which he made so popular on his first tour, namely "The Stage Irishman," "The Irishman in EnglUh Fiction," "The Literary Revival," "The Economic Re vival," Birmingham haa added two highly timely new subjects, "Ireland anrt the War" and "The Irish Volunteers," which takes up the entire Ulster and home rule situations which Birmingham has already treated in three novels, "The Red Hand of Ulster." "The Seething Pot" and "Hyacinth." The old books stilt hold on. Harper & Brothers announce that they are putting to press this week for reprinttngs not only "The Lone Star Banger," by Zane Grey the second time since its publication on January 7 but "Monologues," by May laatetl Fist, and "Tom Bawcr Abroad, "Houghing It," "Pudd'nheaa Wilson," "Life On the Mississippi." "Joan of Arc," 'Innocent Abroad," "The Adventures of H-ickiebsrry Finn," "The Man that Cor rupted Haaieyburg, ' "Following the SQuator." and "A Connecticut Yankee, at the fowrt f Ktay Arthur," in the Au rntn Club of PhUadelgfcJapaJ mi Stan jJssu'a iatloai Wtw o Hart JwaSa, jaer gueet. BOOKS M f "v i JtHl Mi Xuit SEEING AMERICA FIRST Julian Street nnd Wallace Mor gan snnpped by James Mont gomery Flagg for "Judge." Mr. Street explains: "Wallace Morgan and I crossed tho Unltod Btates together, saw a lot of Interesting pooplo nnd places, had n fine time and have mado a big, fat, red-covered book out of our adven tures. I like Morgan's GO pictures, ho likes my 40 chapters, and ws both llko tho way tho Century Compnny brought tho volume out. I think thoy might havo got W a copy for It Instead of 2.50, but even at J2.G0 I prefer It to any other book of mine, becauso tho royalty is larger." Simple Annals of a Peasant Heroine The short and comparatively simple an nals of a peasant herolno nro set forth with sharp Insight and loving sympathy by Mary J. II. Skrlno In "Bllllo'3 Mother" (Century Company, New York), a brief and touching novel. Tho author, remem bered for her "Bedesman 4" and "A Step son of tho Soil," demonstrated In those books her power in creating situations, her cdeptnoss In delineating character with adroit nnd believable differentiation, and her lntlmato knowledge of English life, both gentlo and simple; her latest work affirms her skill and address as novelist. A profound study of character rather than fiction of built-up cllmnxos, cumul ative details and suspended interest, "Bllllo's iMothcr" is engrossing for the subtle characterization of tho central ilgure and her growth In fineness and firmness, but it Is not deficient In plot. For her history Is suffused with tho red stain of blood the blood of a former mistress shed by the no'or-do-well, whom she has married. An Impostor, of easy grace, charm nnd morals, ho weds, out of his class, the peasant maid of nn In alld relative, to gain whoBO fortuno ho is plotting. Tho girl Blllie's Mother turned woman by discovery of his selfish ness and designs, staunchly faces the fu ture for tho sake of tho boy. with the forthright uncomplex realization ot the primal relations of life, that is a trait of her class and breeding, nnd oven at tho end when his crime, committed ycais slnco in Australia, flnda him out. Is faith ful to tho eternal bond which Is tho mean ing of wedlock to her. BHIle Is a delightful laddie, who would Illumine any talo; but tho story In this one-unfortunatcly named, wo think la tho analysis of character evolution and mother lovo In the titular figure, a wom an who proves that simple faith and ad hesion to Ideals transcend the claims of caste. "Blllie's Mother" points a moral In an era of quick and easy divorce The New Books A Hit of books received for reilew. itore extentive comment will be made on thote whose Importance warrants further arremfon. THE SWORD OP YOUTH. By Jnmcs Lane ",n-,, A 8.tory of r,v" "War time? SeallS? with the estrangement of a mother and ion. Adams. SI 13, "J ork. ,t.J'.B.i ni"usU?I" "J. John Wolcott .-c.Lury company. Sew story of ij Peniayfvanla G?mT" llrt and EUROPEAN POLICE SYSTEMS By rtiv. mond R Fosdlck Europeal functions and uw Company: "New VStJT"'- "a0- Ccnt" ILLIE'H MrvrjiRn T;; ... .... BILLIB'S MOTHER a ciorr ot tlia WiBllali oountiea. with n reawint woman going tl-roush traced v tn flnv. 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Garden Cltvi3 v iuu,iiir ,i? w ma rigmni atarsti, with T.RT,: S,r-lI,,fn ,""; Another novel of the Pennsylvania Dutch country by the s-uthsr of .VTlJlle, the Mennoalie Maid Sis WJM. J-3' Doubleday. Page, Garden New Yorker In answer to Questions of actual llJUtrUd. It Jacobs Gueat o Schoolmen's; CJub Dr Wlliiatn C. Jacobs, suparlntetiderit of the Board of Education, was the eucat of honor last night at a reception given hv rnnr then WWJ m.mh.i'a of thft Kohftal THE TEMPTING By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM 8TNOP8IS. Leonard Tavernake btfriendt Beatrice Frank Ivn, an Amsrican plrl In rf(fr In London. lie prevent her from committing tnloldt, and glvet Htr n petition an housekeeper to Mm, Thev pretend to be brother and Utter. Short! aten Mr. Wenham Gardner, Beatrice' titter, trlet to male Tavernake tett inhere Beatrice , but he refutes, Mr). Gardner I an adven ttrett, who hat (rinrHed a rich man and I keeping him prltener In o detotatt part of Knoland. She otfert to finance Tavernake In a real ettat speculation, Beatrice pelt a position In a nutlcal eomedv. After the flrtt night Tavcrnake Me her or the flrtt time. He It rouMi at the thousht that he kitted her fceoauni) of her resmMait0 to her beautiful -itttr, Elisabeth, (Urt. Gardner). ., An American detcctlye, rrltchsrd, tell Tay ernk that Mrs. Gardner f aetocUtltig with number of crooks. Tavernaka tolls nar tnls, in an effort to vim her. 8h aska his help. LaUr Tavcrnake propones to Beatrice, who haa fled from him, and la refuted. cirAPTan xvir. THE BALCONY AT IMANO'S. At 6 e'olock that ovenlng, Tavernake rane up the Milan Court and Inquired for Elizabeth. Thero was a moment or two's delay and then he heard her reply. Kven over tho telephono wires, even though ho stood, crnmped and uncomfortable, In that stuffy llttlo telephono booth, ho felt tho quick Btart of pleasure, tho thrill of somothlng different In life, which camo to him always at the sound of her voice, at the slightest suggestion of her presence. "Well, roy friend, what fortuno?" sno asked him. "None," he answered. "I havo done iny beat. Boatrlce will not llston to me." "She will not como and see me?" "She will not." Elizabeth was silent for a moment. Vhon nho spoke again, thero was a chnngo in her tone. "You have failed, then." "I did everything" that could bo done," Tavernako Insisted eagerly. "I am quite suro that nothing anybody could say would movo Beatrice. She Is very de cided Indeed." "I have another Idea," Elizabeth re marked, after a brief pause. "Sho will not como to mo; vory well, I muBt go to her. You must take mo thero." "I cannot do that," Tavernako an swered. "Why not?" "Beatrico has refused absolutely to per mit mo to tell you or any ono clso of her whereabouts," he declared. "Without her permission I cannot do it." "Do you mean that?" sho asked. "Of course," ho answered uncomfort ably. Thero was nnother silence. When she epoko again, her voice had changed for the second time. Tavernake felt his heart sink as ho listened. "Very well," sho said. "I thought that you were my friend, thnt you wished to help me." "I do," ho replied, "but you would not havo mo break my word?" "You nro breaking your word with me," she told him. "It Is a different thing," ho Insisted. "You will not take me thero?" sho said onco mare. "I ennnot," Tavernake answered. "Very well, good-byel" "Don't go," ho begged. "Can't I see you somewhero for a few minutes this evonlnc?" "I am afraid not," Elizabeth replied coolly. "Are you going out?" he persisted. "I am going to the Duko of York's Theatro with some friends." sho an swered. "I am sorry. You havo disap pointed mo." It was still some time before the ter mination of the performance. As the slow minutes dragged by, ho grew to hate himself, to hato this new thing In his llfo which had torn down his everyday stand ards, which had carried him off his feet In this strange and detestable fash- Ion. It was n dormant sense, without a doubt, which Elizabeth had stirred Into life tho sense of sex, quiescent In him so long, chiefly through his perfect physi cal sanity; perhaps, too, In somo measure, from his half-starved Imagination. It was significant, though, that once aroused It burned with surprising and unwavering fidelity. Tho wholo world of women now were different creatures to him, but they left him as utterly unmoved as In his unawakened days. It was Elizabeth only ho wnnted, craved for fiercely, with all this late-born passion of mingled senti ment and desire. lie felt himself, as ho hung round there upon tho pavement, rubbing shoulders with the liveried serv anlfl, the loafers, and tho passers-by, a thing to be despised. He was like a whipped dog fawning back to his master. Ho watched the thin stream of peo ple who left before tho play was over, suburbanites mostly, In a hurry for their trains. Very soon the whole au dience followed, commlsslonaries were busy with their whistles, tho servants eagerly looking right nnd left for their masters. And then Elizabeth! She came out In the midst of half-a-dozen othere, brilliant In a wonderful cloak and dress of turquoise blue, laughing with her friends, to all appearance the gayest of the party. Tavernako stepped quickly forward, but at that moment thero was a crush and he could not advance. She passed within a yard of him, escorted by a couple of men, and for a moment their eyes met. She raised her eyebrows, as though In surprise, and her recognition was of the nllghtest. She passed on and entered a waiting motorcnr, accompanied by the two men, Tavernako stood and loole:: after It. Bhe did not oven glance round. Except for that little gesture -I cold surprise, she had Ignored him, Tavernake, scarcely knowing what he did, turned slowly toward the Strand, He came to a standstill outside the en trance to the Milan Court, and retraced his steps. The thought of Beatrice had brought something Boothlng with it. He felt that ho must see her, see her at once. He walked back along the Strand nnd entered the restaurant where Beatrice and he had had their memorable supper. From the vestibule he could Just see Grler'a back as he stood talking to a waiter by the side of a round table In the middle of the room. Tavernake slowly withdrew and made his way up stairs. Thero were one or two little tables there lit the balcony, hidden from the lower part ot the room. He seated himself at one., handing- his coat and hat mechanically to tho waiter who came hurrying up. "But, Monsieur," the man explained, with a deprecating gesture, "these tables are all taken." Tavernake, who kept an account book In which he registered even his car fares, put Ave shillings In the roan's hand. "This one I will have," he said firmly, and sat down. The man looked at.hlm and turned aside to speak to the head waiter. They con versed together in whispers, Tavernake took no notice. His Jaw was set, Him self urjseen, he was gazing: steadfastly at the table below. The head waiter shrugged his. shoulders and departed his other clients mutt be mollified. There wa$ a finality which was unanswerable about Tayernake's methods. Tavernake ate and drank what they brought to him. ate and drank and suf fered. Everything was as it hit been that other night the popping of corks the soft music the laughter of women, the pleasant, luxurious enaa of warmth TRUSSES sESa- Lady attendant l'yrehae tirTtmrr tn Htm fro the fsto " FuAVEluL'S A Tale of Love, Mystery and Intrigue nnd gaiety pervading Iho wholo place. It was nil Just tho same, but this time ho eat outsldo nnd looked on, Beatrice was seated next drier, nnd on her other side wns a young man of Iho type which Tavornake detested, partly becauso It Inspired him with a reluctant but Insist ent senso of Inferiority. Tho young man wns handsome, tall, and thin. His even ing clothes fitted him perfectly, IiIb studs and links were of tho latest mode, his whlto tie arranged ns though by tho fingers of nn artist. And yet ho was no tailor's model, A gentleman, beyond a doubt, Tavernako decided, watching grudgingly tho courteous movement of his head, listening aomctlmes to his well-brod but rather languid voice. Beatrice laughed often Into his faco. Sho admired him, of course. How could sho help Itl Grler sat at her other side. He, too, talked to her whenver hn had tho chanco. It wns a new fever which Tavernako was tasting, a new fever bunting In his blood. Ho wns Jealous; ho hated tho wholo party below. In Imagination ho saw Liizauotn with her friends, supping most likely In that other, moro resplendent restaurant, only a fow yards away. Ho Imagined her tho centre of every attention. Without a doubt, sho wns looking at her neighbor as sho had looked at htm. Tnvomako bit his lip, frowning. An altercation by his stdo distracted him. Again thero was the head waller nnd a protesting guest. Tavcrnake looked up and recognized Professor Franklin. With hli broad-brlmmcd hat in his hand, tho professor, In fluent phraseology and a Btrong Amcrlcnn accent, wns making himself decidedly disagreeable. "You hnd better send for your manager right awny, young man," ho declared. "On Tuesday night ho brought mo hero himself and I engaged this table for tho week. No, I tell you I won't havo any otherl I guess my order wns good enough. You send for Lulgl right here. You know who I am? Professor Frank lin's my name, from Now York, and If I sny I mean to hnvo a thing, I expect to got it." For tho first time ho recognized Taver nake, and paused for a moment in his speech. "Havo I got your tabic, Professor?" Tavornako asked, slowly. "You have, sir," tho profewsor answered. "I did not recognize you when I camo In or I would hnvo addressed you personally. I havo particular reasonB for occupying a front table here every night this week." Tho thoughts began to crowd In upon Tavernako's brain. He hesitated. "Why not sit down with mo?" he sug gested. Tho professor acquiesced without a word. Tho head waiter, with a sigh of relief, took his hat and overcoat nnd ac cented his order. Tavernako leaned across tho table. 'Trofcssor," ho said, "why do you Insist upon sitting up hero?" Tho professor moved his head slowly downward. "My young friend, I speak to you In confldcnco?" "In confidence," Tavcrnnko repeated. "I come here secretly," tho professor continued, "becauso It it tho only chanco I havo of seeing n very dear relative of mine. I am obliged to keep away from her Just now, but from hero I can watch, I can seo that sho Is well." "You mean your daughter Beatrice," Tavernako said, calmly. Tho professor trembled nil over. "You know!" ho muttered. "Yea. I know," Tavcrnake answered. "I havo been able to be of somo slight assistance to your daughter Beatrice." Tho professor grasped his hand. "Yes, yes," he said, "Elizabeth is very nngry with you becauso you will riot tell her whero to find tho llttlo girl. You nro right, Mr. Tavernake. You must never tell her." "I don't Intend It," Tavernako declared. "Say, this Is a great evening for mo!" the professor went on, eagerly. "I found out by accident myself. I was at tho bar and I saw her como In with a lot of others." "Why don't you go and speak to her?" Tavernako asked. The professor shivered. , "Thero bos been a disagreement," ho ex plained. "Beatrico and Elizabeth have quarreled. Mind you, Beatrico was right." "Then why don't you go to her Instead of staying with Elizabeth?" Tavernake demanded, bluntly. The professor temporarily collapsed. He drank heavily of the whisky and soda by his side, and answered gloomily. "My young friend," ho said, "Beatrice, when she left us, was penniless. Mind you. Elizabeth Is tho ono with brains. It Is Elizabeth who has tho money. She has a strong will, too. She keeps me there whether I will or not, eho makes me do many things many things, surely which I hate. But Elizabeth has her way. If I had gone with Beatrice, if I were to go to her now, I should bo only a burden upon her." "You have no money, then?" Tavernake remarked. Tho professor Bhook his head sadly, "Speculations, my young friend," ho re plied, "speculations, undertaken, solely with tho object of making a fortune for my children. I have had money and lost It." "Can't you earn any?" Tavernake asked. "Beatrice doesn't seem extravagant." The professor regarded this outspoken young man with an air of hurt dignity. "If you will forgive me," he said, "t think that we will choose another subject of conversation." "At any rate," Tavernake declared, "you must be fond of your daughter or you would not come here night after night Just to look ot her." The professor shook out a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed his eyes. "Beatrico waa always my favorite." ho announced solemnly, "but Elizabeth well, you can't get away from Elizabeth," he added, leaning across the table. "To tell you the truth. Mr. Tavernake, Elizabeth terrifies me sometimes, she Is so bold, I am afraid where her scheming may land us. 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Ho represented no typo which had como within tho orbit of his experience. "With tho arrival of tho champagne tho profes sor becamo almost eloquent. He leaned forward, gazing Btealthlly down at tho round tablo. "If I could tell you of that girl's mothor, Mr. Tavernake," ho sold, "If I could tell you what her history, our his tory, has been, It would Beem to you so strange that you would probably regard mo ns a romancer. No, wo havo to carry our secrets with us." "By-thc-bye," Tavernako asked, "what nro you a professor of?" "Of tho hidden sciences, sir," was tho Immedlato reply. "Phrenology was my earliest lovo. Slnco then I havo studied In tho East; I havo spent many years In a monastery In China. I havo gratified In overy way my natural lovo of tho ocoult. I represent today thoso people of advanced thought who havo traveled, ovon In Bplrlt, for ever such a llttlo dis tance across tho lino which divides tho seen from tho unseen, tho known from tho infinite." Ho took a long draught of champagne. Tavernako gazed at him In blank amaze ment. "I don't know much about science," ho said. "It Is only lately that I havo begun to reallzo how Ignorant I really am. Your daughter has helped to teach mc." Tho professor sighed heavily. "A young woman of attainments, sir," ho remarked, "of character, too. Look nt tho way sho carries her head. That was a. trick of her mother's." "Don't you mean to speak to her at nil?" Tavernako asked. "I daro not," tho professor tended. "I nm naturally of a truthful disposition, and If Elizabeth wero to nsk me If I had spoken to her sister, I should glvo my self away at once. No, I look on and that Is nil.' Tavernako drummed with his fingers upon tho tablecloth. Something In tho merriment of that llttlo party downstairs had filled him with a very bitter feeling. "You ought to go and claim her, pro fessor," ho declared. "Look down nt them now. Is that the best llfo for a girl? Tho men aro almost strangers to her, nnd tho girls nro not fit for her to associate with. Sho has no friends, no relatives. Your daughter Elizabeth can do without you very well. Sho Is strong enough to tnko enro of herself." "But my dear sir." tho professor ob jected. "Beatrice could not sunnort mo." Tavernake paid his bill without another STEAMSHIP ON TRIAL TRIP Northern Pacific, America's Finest Merchant Vessel, to Undergo Tests. Tho Northern Pacific, tho finest and fastest steamship of tho American mer chant marine, now on tho Atlantic coast, left tho Philadelphia navy yard shortly beforo 8 o'clock this morning, bound on her official trial trip oft tho New England coast. Tho vessel, with her sister ship, tho Great Northern, was constructed by tho William Cramp Ship and Englno Building Company for tho Portland nnd Seattle Hallway, a subsidiary of tho Groat North ern Pacltlo Railroad. Tho Northern Pacific, with her turbines of the latest type. 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"' mad "1 taxi hnd rolled away, they descend th! passed Into tho i-V nn.- ??dcd an sor suddenly changed his to,,c P -'i iir. iuvernnne," lie ga d, "I know wki you aro thinking about me auS old man who drinks too much and Sr wn t born altogether hones, V?A glvo up anything. I'd be happier. r.J .mppicr, on a crust with Beatrice bu. V daren't, I simply daren't try It i"U tho flesh pots with Elizabeth ijrt5 Mr. Tavernako. but listen" m9 yfll Th i.f- Tavcak0 Interjected. rna professor's flnp... , .1 . , "You've known Bcatr. log or-yol don't know Elizabeth verv win ST Jt ".J0"'!1!!: " I- a v about character. I know something nho",!! thoso hidden powers whw. 5 "M 'v(au,Ml U 11 HUM. UtlntM - i. i jM women poetess-strange powers which M ono can uni1m.onn,i ..,..-- . . V "."' 1J a man to a womn .' ,'r ZK?.I him shiver .. .,"'"'." '.sn ! in n crowd. You see, these things at. 3 science with mo, Mr. Tavcrnakf buMi don't Dretend tn t,rtr.ii :..?' ?.UM1 ,hi. kU0V( ,8 ,!hat E"Iftbeth OnHI thoso people who can Just do what tail likes with men. I am her fall or na 1 rather bo with Beatrice;' ana I TM powerless to go as though I wero bn,ml with chains. You aro a youngTEnorantl ma,, Mr. Tavernake, you T know Vm3 of life, nnd I will give you a word off ""v "y iium over tncie. sH Ho raised ouo hand and pointed acrosjl S 'eft1 WS..?,.'ta CourtfSSa ... -.... .. ,. ,uro gripped Tawr.1 Why sho should t.iim n. ,...v,. ... to epenk with vou for n Ttin,., . j ' know," tho profecsor continued,' "but shT rlnl Tfr line. e.l..J t . ."Ut 0U. my dautrhlor. tn u. t.i no heart, no pity. I saw her smueTti you. I am sorry always for the man ibel Tavcrnake!" """.""" "-nWit, JM Tho professor crossed the street. Tave3 5? watched: him until ho was out afl sight. Then ho felt an arm thrust throujhj "WhV. thin 1.1 nrSnf T II ..-i ... famlllnr voice exclaimed. 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