HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1919-07-25, Page 6When the F of u Took the
Trail to Find Revenge
-Row a French Soldier of Lille Refused to Let the Armistice
Foil His Plan to Make a German General Pay in Full
for the Torture of His Daughter.
By MORDAUNT IIALI.,
any spot which held horror ler her
or that would remind her of the ter
for of years. He left her with a sol-
i dier in the depot.
Then he hastened to the hotelnpald
his rent and board and went to toss
his belongings into the two suitcases.
I It was fifteen minutes before he re-
turned, perspiring despite the tem-
perature.
"Just a word, monsieur," said the
clerk. "Monsieur Le' Brun was asking
for you."
"1 have seen him," said Francois,
"and—said good-bye."
That afternoon when secret agents
PART II, whip in the air, It awakened Le Brun
The fallowing dayFrancois, prate whet, Francois struck a picture on the
wall, a painting of a pretty scene in
fal for the sympathy of the. Belgian, Bruges.
whose liar" he learned was Le Brun, ""Bon Dieu!" said Le Brun, rushing
asked the old man if he would ac- into Francois' room in a disheveled
company him to the house In the Rue state, "How you startled me. It
Royale, as he still entertained hopes seemed like the air raid over• again!"
'bf getting a clew there. His eyes fell on the large picture of
But the Belgian informed Francois Jeanette which Francois had propped
that he had other business which up against the lookingglt.ss on his
might take him out of town for the small dressing table.
tray. The Belgian, however, did not "It's nothing to the startling I am
leave the hotel and at luncheon " ; ,,, t give that Bache," asserted
Francois returned with an aged wo- the Frenchman, "I have had more in -
of the Belgian Government broke into
the room occupied by Monsieur Le cal year and the two years following,
Brun, having good reason to suspect In November, 1917, he was promoted
COLONEL BECOMES CONSTABLE.
Everybody has heard of the English-
man who went into the war a private
soldier and came out a Brigadier Gen-
eral. A case even more remarkable,
however, is reported from Cardiff,
Wales, and has created something
More than local stir -'-though. Cardiff
itself appears to have taken the mat-
ter with entire calmness,
Before the war Arthur Ritchings
was a police constable in the town, He
enlisted in the army .in 1914 and
served in the ranks itt that first criti-
him of being a German officer in t',is-
guise ' who could not return even to
his own land because of his intolerable
brutality to his troops, they found a
limp body on the bed. He had been Colonci. In that time he had been six
flogged to death with that metal tip
ped lash, the blood havingspattered times wounded, he had won the de -
on the ceiling acid the walls, and on coration of Chevalier of the Legion of
one of his fingers was the opal ring.. honor, the Croix de Guerre with
In a neat but hurried hand was a palms, and the Military Cross, having
n, n„ o note which react: been mentioned three times in des -
"She fought you and went mad for patches and having proved himself a
main and her daughter, whom he had formation to -day in the short time I the time being. You are the Barrie gallant .soldier and able officer
encnuntereti in the Bourse de his was out, and I feel exhilarated with a swine who sold me the opal in Paris, Not long ago Lieut. -Col. Ritchings
search for information. They lived passion f it revenge. Moreover, there! where you cleverly outwitted me as a left the army ---the war being fought
I
Second Lieutenant on the field, by
February, 1918, he was a Captain, a
littlo later' he was a Major, and the
end of the war found him a Lieutenant
opposite No. d5 Rue Royale, but said is a chance that she lives --that slue
they were so afraid of the German lives! Do you hear, Le Brun?"
rule that they hardly dared look out; ."You are fortunate," said the Bel -
of the windows on the front of the pian. "My daughter, I know, is
house. Monsieur Le Bran in the mel-, dead..
low light of the corridor encountered; "Poor fellow, yer. But I must not bread had seen you entering the Rue- of saying he was glad to see Hipp back,
the trio, being late for his evening be too joyful. She may not be where Royale house and it was le bon Dieu and even went so far as to congratu-
meal. i I am told she is, and even so she may who caused me to bring them and they late Constable Ritchings publicly up -
"I feel no need of dinner," he wheez-, be„ recognized you. My stories were all on his military record. In fact, it
shopkeeper. I thought , too, recog— ! and wort—and quietly resumed his
nized you when I saw you in this
hotel, and never really bel need your place as a common policeman pounct-
comforting story about your daughter. ing a beat in Cardiff. The Chairman
My friends with whom you broke of the Municipal Bench made a point
ed, "but think I had better partake She may be what?" asked the older
of a trifle' I an
to deceive you, but I owe tote opal s! seems there was a sort of ceremony
change of luck encountering you at velcome
The indefatiguable Francois went, „Wever mind, we sha11 wait and see the outset of my search. You mayj Sc the Lieutenant Colonel with four
out on his search the following day' what the bon Dieu gives us," cried never read this note, but others will."!
and again returned with the old lady Frannie, "Sometimes' I believe that "Apparently another Boche who years of active military service to his
and her daughter. As he entered the
when you tell things they da not come reaped his deserts," said one of the credit and held rank, won at the front,
hotel ire saw Monsieur Le Brun and to pass. I am holding so much in my i Secret Police, displaying the ability to command
invited nun to join his party at lunch head now that it feels as if it would "I'd like to shake hands with the 3,000 and odd men, modestly under-
desire
but the Belgian had et first no burst. If I hacl the German officer wielder of that whip," declared the took to take charge Huta more of
here now I believe that I should re.s-, second. "No, he'll never read the casual drunks and clisorder•lies in that
had -slept badly the previous night.
However, he changed his mind, and train myself until I knew for certain,: note.
in the course of the talk over the meal judging by my own -eyes, that my gir11was alive. Then, as I vowed, I should t
he was so vindictive in his desire to• tear him to pieces. But I went, ands At Parting
have the Germans torn to pieces that then I go to the Boche to make him
(The End.)
hi -emote sat d i howl and then to see his eyes cl',se in
"You
ltevery Itasoneseo be
fullike myself.at death from a vengeful father's hand."
pleasure to have met a man so com-' Le Brun retired to his room, and
forting to me when I am on this er- Francois, utterly
thankful for the
rand. And I will announce now that news he said he possefell down
my efforts have been partly rewarded, on his knees beside his bed and offered
for I actually believe I have a clew. up thanks to le *a,n Dieu.
The Boche whom I seek was not shot, I "Give me courage to
but is now believed to be living in a I At dawn Fran_ois hurried away
castle near Cologne. I shall proceed from the hoe clerk.
"whispering a few
th
thence when I have further informs-' words to the cleric. It wa:: a long,
• !ride to an asylum, wane even the
tion. Germans had permitted theMaine to
"There is every reason to suppose p -. pastyears;
that Germany would be the place to be kept, preferring them not to bebe lost
harbor such a fiend," said the Belgian,' about the city. Francois passed Too
vast
anthgi g of
beauty to g floods
"even though they may pretend a- through the gates, saying that he lo€ tears
change of heart." 1 wanted to see a girl who had been .
The Belgian was punctilously polite. there perhaps three or four years. He Back to the Chaos of the world, we go Watch Cotnmitteo were sympathetic
when the two women left,andli con -1 was frantic with excitement.er His Shining with one sweet secret nee ith this idea, and that he had no
gratulated Francois on his ability as hands shook and his finger nails dug
a detective and hoped that he would, into his palms, as one after another doubt that when the opportunity cm -
continue to see the Frenchman until i of the poor sense -bereft -women met
he left for Germany. 1 his eyes. His heart sank as he saw
"However," said the Belgian, "as I, no sign of his daughter, until eventu-
said before. I should advise you to ally he learned that some of the wo-
restrain yourself. Remember that you men who had shown an improved con-
- - 1 . d as domestics in
Let this good-bye of our—this last.
good -bye --
Be still and splendid like a forest
tree;
Or like the hands of Silence holding
up
The blue and burning corners of the
sea.
Let there be one
eyes, '
Built of the wonderment of these
deep look within our
busy Welsh ruining town.
Somebody wrote an indignant letter
I to a London paper about it, otherwise
apparently the incident would have
passed if not unnoticed, at least as not
more than ordinarily noticeable. As a
consequence the Watch Committee of
Cardiff, equivalent to our Police Com-
missioner, took the ex -Lieutenant
Colonel off his beat, and gave him the
job of training the police awkward
squad of recruits in the proper bear-
ing and behavior of a constable. The
Lord Mayor when pressed for infor-
mation whether there was any inten-
tion of appointing the distinguished
officer to a higher and more respons-
ible position on the force went to the
length of admitting that he thought he
might say all the members of the
may suffer yourself in killing this the insane
German, It would be better to see the hospital. In one section That none may find within our calm.
him locked up for life." ; of the grounds Francois, when he had clear eyes
"Oise can never be certain how long , almost given up hope of his prayers The secret that two travelers have re -
'son" ob and the opal being answered, noticed turned,
And cast away their key to Paradise.
—Archibald Sullivan.
one knows;
Crutches of dreams' to help us on our
curred Colonel or Constable Ritebings
path, would be given a chance suck as he
From snow to tender petaling of the deserved.
rose. It was also said in authoritative
So in our places we lift high our heads, quarters (to quote the British press
account) that Lieut. -Col. Ritchings
himself "recognized, as every right -
they would keep h,m an pit a lithe young woman watering the
served Francois. ""No, my good friend, flower beds.
I prefer the knife." days. "She is only happy when she is—"
In the course goodf onext few time! But Francois had flown in her di-
withLe Francois spent a deal grayof his time, rection, and when he faced her, there!
c Brun and one day he! was no look of recognition. Suddenly
announced that in a corner of a room
in the house in the Rue Royale the r her whole countenance changed. It
occupants, now much interested in his j was the needed shock, and the girl
seareh, had discovered a whip, evi-! dropped theatering can and shriek-
dently used by the Germans. It had, ed, "Father!"Without waiting for
said Francois, bits of tin on the four; formalities, beyond saying that
lashes, the metal being stained with the woman was his daughter,
blood. !Francois hastened away from the
Soomafterwards, when Le Brim said place to the Gare du Nord, where he
he was going to take a siesta, Fran-'; saw the transport officer and obtain-
enis went to his room and contented, ed the necessary passes for Paris. He
hinneelf by swinging the murderous realized that Jeanette must not see
Two .. ark Twain Stories
One evening, when a few friends
were at Charles .Dudley Warner's, Mr.
Warner succeeded in getting Mr.
Clemens to tell the story of how he
announced to Judge Langdon that he
and Lily Langdon were engaged to be
married. When he had settled him-
self to itis liking, he preluded his story
by telling of his periodical visits to
the Rochester house of the Langdons,
and proceeded to explain that at each
visit he proposed himself to Miss
Langdon as an anxious but undesir-
able suitor. On each occasion he was
gently declitnerl, whereupon he would
say:.
"I didn't suppose you would have
me. I wouldn't, if I were you! I don't
believe I should respect you as I do if
I thought you would ever marry me!"
But one day she did accept him. As
h9 told this part of tate story, says
Mrs. Candace 'Wheeler in Yesterdays
in a Busy Life, the sweet humility and
surprise of the man seemed to envelop
hint like a garment. It was as if it
''were always a new astonishment that
his dream of this priceless creature
es his wife could ever be realized.
That was tite in'n'er than; but the
announcement of the engagement to
her father was Mark Twain, the inimit-
able, the one and only than of his
kind. His story proceeded, He found
the judge in his office, plainly it
patient of tills unexp"ctr l visit. After
some ttncoinfurtablo dolly, lie burst
oat:
"Say, judge., have ,3:ou noticed any -
Queen Is Practical.
While at Windsor recently Queen
Mary spent a lot of time rumaging in
the Armoury, and among the cases of
china in the basement and State bed-
rooms. Her majesty has a very order-
ly mind, and likes all her private pos-
sessions as well as the Castle treas-
ures to be sorted and catalogued. She
has also been searching round the
Castle fon a room large enough to turn
into a war museum to house the ever-
increasing collection of trophies from
the battle fronts and the sea which
have been sent to the Kiug by the
Prince of Wales and various soldiers
and sailors, and the model tanks, aero-
planes, etc,, sent to hint by civilians.
A. room has finally been discovered on
the North Front which is admirably
suitable for the purpose.
thing in particular between Livy and
me lately?"
"No, sir! Certainly not," replied the
judge, somewhat flustered.
".Well --look sharp --and you will,"
drawled Mark.
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remember, Mrs. Wheeler contin-
ues, that one afternoon, when we were
all gathered in the sitting room, he
proposed to give me one of his books,
asking which I would rather have. I
said, "Olt, any one," but Mrs. Clemens
chose for me the Prince and the Pau-
per, which was evidently more to her
mind than some other of his books,
Mr. Clemens brought it from the book-
case, and I asked him to write some
sort of inscription so that it might go
in my autograph collection. He car-
ried it to a writing desk in a bay win-
dow, and in the coarse of our chatting
it occurred to Mrs. Clemens that he
had taken a long time in which to
write a. sentence or a name.
"Why, Samuel," said she, "aren't you
through with that? You roust be writ-
ing a chapter."
"No," drawler] Mr. Clemens, "but it
doesn't go. It doesn't sound just right.
I will read it, and perhaps you can see
what is the matter,"
So ho began to read: "To Mrs.
Wheeler, with as much affection as is
proper between two people whose re-
licts are yet alive."
Of course we looked at, melt other
with a burst of laughter.
"What is the matter with it?" said
Mr. Clemens .innocently, "Somehow
it doesn't sound right!"
Sainard's Liniment Crises Diphtheria.
thinking man would, that he had a
moral obligation to return to the Car-
diff police force for the reason that
the ratepayers had been contributing
during his absence to the support of
his dependents at home."
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All grades, Write for prices.
TORONTO SALT WORKS
Q. J. CLIFF • - TORONTO
Knew Its Value.
She was both a very knowing and a
very pessimistic old lady.
. She chanced to be in a shop where
an assistant was selling a clock to a
girl.
"I recommend this clock with its
illuminating attachment to switch on!"
he said. "It's very good to tell what
time your husband conies home, you
know."
"But I haven't any husband," re-
torted the girl.
"Oh, but you will have, one of these
days."
"Maybe, but he won't be that kind
of a husband," the girl insisted.
Then it was that the middle-aged
woman stepped forward:
"My dear child, they're all that
kind," she said. "1'11 take that clock.
EGYPT ONCE A LAKE.
Oldest' of Farming Implements
Found
in Nile Country,
The Sahara Desert was once well
watered and fertile, and hunters from
the Sahara phtteau, moving gradually
down through a rift in northeastern
Africa, located where Egypt now lies,
according to Dr. James henry Breast-
ed, professor Of Egyptology and Ori-
ental history, University of Chicago.
Doctor Breasted said that this all
happened about the time of the Stone
Age, Egypt was thein one huge lake,.
but it gradually drained out into the
Mediterranean, leaving the Nile valley,
Here the hunters were afforded every
natural resource and founded a civili-
zation which outstripped Europe. It
was about 4000 to 3000 B.C. that Egypt
had a staple government controlling
millions of souls.
The grain of Egypt was 1000 years
older than any found in Asia, says
Doctor Breasted, and cattle undoubted-
ly had their origin in Africa. The
Stone Age founders of Egypt early de-
veloped from lutnters to farmers, and
used the oldest metal instruments
made by human agency. They evi-
dently discovered the metal there; and
a system of writing was, evolved in
Egypt thousands of years before
Chest.
Minaret's Liniment Cures Garl4et in Cows
How the times change! The wayside
watering trough is turned into a_
gasoline station.
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Vis. Y"�•u
A CRAFTY
REDSKIN
if the red ratan' no 1,onger goes upon
tite warpath and Barrios the pale-
faces, he has taken a leaf or two out
of the white man's book, and whenever
he can gets the better of his neighbor
through the use of his wits. in The
Garden of Canada there,is an e spoil°,
of the sort of trick that the sop.l,1ati•
C
ited Indian sometimes plays oit tiro
whi,ontarl. •
The two packers, says the author,.
set out at dawn to rotund up than, ant,
mals. Sam scan came ramping in
with his bunch, but Balser searched.
fruitlessly for three hours. Wo were
having breakfast when up rode/.au.
Indian boy of about twelve.
"White man lose horses?" he asked.
laconically.
"Yep! Seen any?"
" ']\I. Indian barn."
"How many?"
"Pour, five, six," holding up his
grimy digits.
With much. coaxing we induced him. •
to describe them, and it was not diffi-
cult to understand that our missing
animals had been corralled by the red
risen. Balser tore off hotly with the
young Indian, breathing revenge, and
intending to teach the red man a les-
son for daring to round up his beasts.
But he carte back looking uncertain,
"The sons of guns say my plugs
jumped the fence round their oat field
during the night. that they had to get
up and chase them out, that they got
in again, and at last had to be cor-
ralled," -was the report.
"'Well, go and get them out," ad -
m. ..-•
vised
"DarenSa't! The rascals won't let
them go for less than fifty dollars,
They say they did that amount of dam-
age to the crops"
One of the offended Indians soots
carne up, but he was proof against
cajolery. "Whi'e man's horses eat and
tread oats. Wide pian pay. Whi'e
nrau make law; whi'e man keep law,"
Sant was for taking the bull by the
horns in his rough frontier manner
and having it settled by the tribunal
afterwards; Baker hesitated at such
a high-handed proceeding, while Lett
tried diplomacy. But that was of no
`
effect•v.
'Gi' me fif'y dollar. Whi'e man
have cayuses," said the Indian with
inflexible obstinacy.
"Look here!" cried Baker. "You're
trying to play a slick game. You
come along with me to Hazleton and
we'll see the Indian agent."
"Me com' Hazleton sure. See In-
dian agent., He see Indian qui' right."
Baker argued with the Indian, vain-
ly endeavoring to compromise matters.
The dispute lasted two hours, and in
the end the Indian reduced his claim
for damages to ten dollars. Baker
promptly paid, and soon came back
with the horses.
"Say," said Sam, "did you see what
damage your plugs had done to the
o7.ts?„
"No! What's the use?"
"They skinned you clean. It's a
sur o thing that your plugs were never
in those oats."
We heard afterwards that Sam's
surmise was correct. The damage
was imaginary; the Indians had found
the horses browsing quietly , in the
open flat and had seen a chance to
turn a penny at the expense of the
white man.
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Cautions in Canning.
1. Old or decayed products should
not be used. They will probably spoil.
2. Use only one set of directions
and follow time table exactly.
3. Can products as soon as possible
after gathering.
4. Test jars, covers, wire bails,
rubbers, etc., to see if .in good condi-
tion,
5. Never use rubbers a second time.
Jars, covers, etc., if in good condition,
may be used.
6. If wire bail or clamp does not go
into position with a snap, remove
from jar and bend. This is necessary
for good results.
7. Do not soak foods during blanch-
ing—count time while in boiling water,
then dip in and out of cold water.
Soaking may ruin foods.
8. Have jars stand in hot water
whilecesspacking to prevent breaking
when putt into boiling water to pro-
.
0. Have water boiling before putt-
ing in jars; do not count time until
water returns to boiling point or pro -
duet will be under -cooked and may
deteriorate.
10. As soon as product is processed,
remove and tighten clamps to exclude
all air at once.
11. Jars or eontatincr:; must not
stand close together. while cooling.
They should cool as quickly as pos-
sible.
12. Hot jars placed on .cold metal
may break. Beset use a board. Avoid
drafts an hot jars.
- 13. When cool, toot to see if there
is any leakage. Jars which Ieak
should be emptied into ether contain••
ers and reprocessed at once,
14. When cold, store food in a cool
place. If storeroom is not dark, wrap
jars in paper.
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