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CHAPTER VIII.---(Cont'd.) t "Yes, sir.
"Ay," laughed another, "arid the 'The Colonel knew he was not act- Each man who sat in the room listen -
voice was as sweet music to Tom,'. ing according to strict regimental ; ed almost breathlessly; each was so
"1've seen thee worse nor this i' the rules and regulations in speaking to a intensely interested that no one broke
but it was no
ly, and then turned towards some
papers.
"I see that you claim English birth,
that you were educated at en English
public school, and that you went to an
English house of business,"
"That doesn't make me cease to be
a German," replied 'Waterman,
"I find, too, that you boasted of be-
ing an Englishman,
"That .helped me to do my ,work"
was the jeering answer.
For some seconds there was a death-
ly silence save for the rustle of the
papers which the President read.
Brunford Cup Tie match." , Oz' ., licaselaa d Colonel Blount was
.Chat thee, Nick he said, lapsing y ,
into the Branford vernacular, which he; not a man to be tied down to military
had been trying to correct lately. etiquette. Private though Tom Pol-
"Ay, Tom, it's me; tha'st done a' lard was, he had rendered, as he had
t Eu'yt's work to -neat," ' said, a signal service, not only to the
the silence.
"My father and my mother are
German," went on Waterman; "when
they lived in Germany they spelt their
name German fashion, and there were
two n's, not one, at the end of my
,.oTom's brain was clearer now; he Army, but to the British Nation. name; but when they were in England
knew where he was; knew, too, that he The next evenii Tom found himself they thought it would serve them best
had succeeded. Something was still in a large room amongst a number of to spell it English fashion. But, they'
nd standing at one corner
head was aching terribly, but he didn't carefully guarded, was. Waterman.
mind; his heart was light,
"You have done well, Pollard." It CHAPTER IX.
was Major Blundell who spoke. The evidence against Waterman
"Was what I got any good, sir?" was so clear, so overwhelming that school I was always a German at
"Good! I should think it was." there was not the slightest doubt! heart;the other boys used to say that
"And Captain Waterman, have you the verdict which would Ise passed 1 was not a sportsman, 'and that I
hammering at his temples and his officers, a
never ceased being Germans. When
I was a boy I was taught to love my
country above all things; that was my
religion, and I was always faithful to`
it. When I went to your British
got him?" upon him He 1 ad been caught could not play the game."
"That's all right, Pollard, he's safe practically red-handed in his deed of "Evidently they spoke the truth."
enough," replied the Major. treachery; but this was not all. Tom Waterman shrugged his shoulders
"Thank you, sir," said Tom, "I don't Pollard's action had led to a number carelessly.
care now." • of other facts corning to light, He "Then you mean to say that you,
What happened after that Tom had by many cunning devices been in born inF.,,ngland, educated in England,
didn't remember. He had a confused communication with the enemy; he and receiving all the benefits of our
idea that he was carried down a long had constantlymade known the plans country, were all the time a German
line of trenches and that he heard which he had learnt at the Divisional at heart, and sought to act an Ger-
cheering words during his journey. Headquarters, and had thus prepared many's interests."
But nothin • was plain to him, except, the Germans for manyof the attacks Certainly,
a burning sensatioin his left arm and which we had made. "And you didn't fell that y ou were
in his right shoulder; for the rest he! Tom could not help being impressed acting meanly, ungratefully . ��'
was faint,sick,' and weary. j by the fact th even although Wa- I thought only of my own country,
"You ae feeling better now, are you terman's guilt 'Was as clear as day- was the reply. "I knew that this
not, Pollard ?" It was the doctor who light, it was the evident desire of war was coming, knew too that I
spoke. those who tried him to act fairly, and could best serve my country by pro-
"Yes, sir, I am feeling all right," re- even generously, towards him. Every- fessing to be an Englishman andeliy
entering the British Army. I proved
myself in the right too," he added
significantly.
"But didn't you realize that such
conduct as yours must inevitably end
in disgrace and death?" ---
"Disgrace?" cried the other, "No,
it is glory. As for death, what does
that matter? My death is of no im-
portance; the victory of my country
is everything."
(To be continued.)
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LOST IN A THUNDERCLOUD.
plied Tam; "there is not much the
matter with me, is there?"
"You are simply a miracle," replied
the doctor, "only a coupe of flesh
thing that could be said in his favor
was carefully listened to, and noted;
and on the faces of more than one
present was a look of concern almost
wounds, that's all. You have lost a mounting to pain. This, however,
great deal of blood, of course, but you did not hide the truth that every man
wi11'scan be as fit as a fiddle again. I regarded him with horror, almost
wonder that a hundred bullets did not
go through you!"
"They came mighty near," was
Tom's reply.
"You must be removed from here
at once," said the doctor, "this region's
too unhealthy for you."
An hour later Tom found himself
away from the screech of shells.
As he reflected afterwards, it seem-
ed to him a miracle that he had not
been killed. No sooner had he mas-
tered the German and seized the
amounting to loathing. They re-
spected an enemy who fought openly
and fairly, but for a man who was
a staff officer in the British Army and
who consequently learnt many of the
plans of that Army; for a man who
had taken the oath to be faithful to
his King and. Country, and yet to act
as he had acted, was ignominy too
vile for expression.
But Waterman seemed to have no
shame, no sense of guilt; he uttered
no word of regret, but stood erect and
paper than bullets showered upon almost motionless. His face was
him like rain, and yet beyond these hard set, in his eyes was a steely glit-
two slight flesh . wounds he was ter; it seemed as though he defied his
wholly untouched. It: was true he judges to do their worst,' and to mock
at their evident disgust.
Tom gave his evidence clearly, and
without any waste of words.
"You knew him before you went
was very stiff and sore, but he knew
that he would soon be as well as ever.
On the evening of the same day
Colonel Blount came to see him.
"Pollard, my lad," said the colonel, into the Army, then?"
"I felt I must come to see you. You "Yes, sir," replied Toni.
have rendered the British Army and "Tell us where."
your country a great service, and you Whereupon Tom told of Water -
will get your reward.
"Thank you, sir, but I never thought
about reward," said Tom simply.
"I'm sure you didn't," replied the
colonel, "but this job's not at an end
yet, my lad."
"No, sir," said Tom, mistaking his
meaning, "we have got a stiff job be-
fore we lick the Germans."
"I didn't mean that," replied the
colonel. "I mean this Waterman
business is not at an end yet."
"No, sir," said Tom, "of course you
will shoot him."
"He deserves a worse death than
that," replied the Colonel grimly, "but
you will have to give evidence against
him"
"Yes, sir," replied Torn.
"Will you be well enough to come
to -morrow night?"
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ford, and of the conversations he had
had with the prisoner,
"I didn't quite understand at the
time," said Tom, "why he seemed so
sure of the Germans getting the best
of it. He seemed to be glad when
he told nue of the tremendous strength
of the German army, and the prepara-
tions they had made. He said he had
been in Germany to school, and had
lived there a long time; that was how
he came to know so much about it.
I could never quite make it out how
an Englishman who loved his country
could be so sure that the Germans
would win. Besides, he didn't talk
about it as though it would be a
calamity, but something he would be
proud of; but I don't know that I
thought much of it at the time, when he told me he was going
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Aviators Often Hide in a Cloud to
Escape the Enemy.
Hiding behind a cloud in the hope'
that an enemy aeroplane will c' out
where it :can be attacked ie eu-
aviators frequently aetice
vie that q y p
in the present war. Fortunately, it is
not always accomplished by so much
danger as in the case that a flying of-
ficer describes in the Cornhill Maga-
zine.
Inside the cloud, he writes, trouble
began, for it rapidly became one of
that difficult type of thunderstorm
cloud, in which the air currents are
very rapid and revolve in a most dis-
concerting manner. It was also very
wet and cold, and quite dark.' That
made flying extraordinarily difficult,
and after a short time we had not the
faintest idea where we were or whi-
ther we were going. Things began to
fall about inside the nacelle, and it
was soon quite obvious that the ma-
chine was flying or falling on any-
thing but a level keel,
When I looked at the instruments
inside the machine I was horrified to
see that they were behaving very
strangely: the compass was gyrating
madly, like a puppy chasing its own
tail; the aneroid needle, which was
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butto receive a commission in our Army;
later on, when I found out the ground, was quivering with the rapid
Germans knew what we were going variations of atmospheric pressure;
to do, I wondered how they'd found but it did enable me to grasp the
out, and that led me to put one thing alarming fact that the earth was ap-
to another." preaching at an extremely rapid rate;
This was not strict evidence, and the speed indicator amused itself by
gurgling up and down between thirty
and a hundred miles an hour. Besides
that, the rudder, the elevators and the
the officers knew it, but they allowed
Tom to tell his story his own way,
I "That was why I determined to
watch him," went on Tom, "and—well,
sir, that was how things turned out balancing ailerons sometimes worked
as they did." and sometimes did not—all of which
; When Tom's evidence came to an added to the terror- of the near -by
end he was told to retire. The lad was
sorely grieved at this, because he
would like to remain to the end; but
flashes of lightning and the horrible
feeling of being utterly unable to con-
; after all, he was only a private, and trol the machine, which was by this
he was there simply to give his evi- time careering about in the noise and
dence ) darkness like a frightened horse.
"Shooting's too good for him," Suddenly the observer looked round
thought Tom as he left the room. with a grin and pointed to a light
"What a. look he did give mel If a patch in the darkness. As the visibil-
look could murder a man I should not ity increased I recognized one of the
be alive now!" canals, but it was not underneath me,
eem "Now then," said the President to as you might expect; it was right out,
Waterman, when Tom had gone, beyond one wing tip. The machine,
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"Nothing," replied Waterman, He
was no longer respectful or polite.
His every word suggested insolence.
"You admit, then, that you are
guilty of the charges that have been
brought against you?"
"You admit that you, an officer in
the British Army, have given away
your country's secrets and become an
ally to the enemy?"
Waterman laughed. "I have simply
tried to serve my own country," was
his reply, "the coteitr•y which will
soon conquer yours."
Every eye was fixed upon him; the
mat's brazen confession almost stag-
gered them.
"'!'hen you are a German!"
"Yes," replied Waterman proudly.
The President looked at him keen -
quick spiral toward the canal.
The damp of the cloud had changed i
into sleet, which froze on everything
that it touched, so that in addition to
attending to the machine both of us
unfortunate occupants hacl to be con-
tinually wiping our glasses. Never
have I worked so hard for existence,
and never have I had a more unpleas-
ant time of it,
But it gradually became . plainer
sailing, and once we got the .machine
under control everything was more
or less comfortable again, The ma-
chine was actually in the cloud for
about a quarter of an hour, and in that
time it f!ew some ten or twelve miles
and dropped five or six thousand feet.
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some distance around you. This
spray often carries germs of disease.
Many of the influenzas or so-called
colds are communicated from one per-
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BEHIND THE BRITISH BATTLE
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Souvenirs of the Great War Are
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In a quaint old place some miles be-
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interesting souvenirs of the Great
War, curious relics from world fam
ous battlefields and illustrations of
phases of daily -life in the trenches.
German trophies for the most part.
Many of these exhibits are destined
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Corps flag carried by the heroic and
ill-fated Gough at Ypres is one of
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• Here also one may see the carved
oak table from shelled Arras used by
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the kindliness, the brutality and
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have taken the bells of Flanders
And melted them into guns,
They have branded the bells of Flan-
ders
And trained them on her sons.
The tower of Bruges is silent,
And widowed shall she stand;
No more shall the voice of Roland
Sound "Victory in the land!"
Proud Ghent and prouder Antwerp '
Are silent on the Scheldt;
They have humbled the bells of Flan-
ders --
Art sleeping, Van Artevelde?
Now this is the condemnation
That follows thein through the
yeas,
That they shall be blind to beauty
And they shall be deaf to tears,
And through the coming ages,
When wonder and woe are theirs, ,
Forever the bolls of Flanders
Ring louder than their prayers.
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