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a weave like this.". He looked ques-
tlonlngly at the chevalier, but he
seemed to be busy with the fashion
plates and did not answer. However,
at the tailor’s request, he removed his
coat and that little man looked search-
lngly at the lining, hoping to find the
maker’s name. His eyes grew large
when he saw a small tag bearing the
name of a Chicago manufacturer.
Three daye later the new clothes
were ready; the Chevalier di Leon
paid for them In gold. It did not mat
ter that the mint stamp was quite old;
Indeed, some were of the nineteenth
century, and none of the pieces were
later than 1919. The curious little
tailor noticed this fact, also; he shook
his head again, but kept quiet. That
quality was still golden.
The same evening the stranger left
by the slow local train for Munich,
that old art center. He selected a
promising hotel and was soon settled
for the night.
Upon his inquiry for the quickest
route to Berlin the Aero-Electric Lino
was suggested. It made the trip in
six hours, “It is quito ingenious,”
thought the chevalier. Four tremen
dous cigar-shaped aluminum balloons
were attached to each other; the
whole aerial train was at least BOO
yardfc long. The flret^ad the last bal
loons had very high powered dynamos,
and both were connected with some in
genious device to the rail that was
supported on tall iron columns.
"Not a bad idea,” thought the chev
alier as he mounted the Aero-Electro
the next morning. "It is in some way
similar to the old electric car system;
they economize on the (rails and the
roadbed, but let me see—the gas?
Yes, it pays, after all, and it is
quicker.”
The chevalier selected a place where
he was able to see both sides of the
train, and took out his field glass. It
was cold on the upper deck, but he
did not pay much attention to that; he
was too buBy watching the country be
low.
He saw many interesting things
with his extremely powerful glass, but
at almost, every town that they passed
he observed military maneuvers, not
withstanding the cold and deep snow
"Oh, what a waste!" lie.thought, then
retired into the large saloon, because
the wind had risen and was unpleas
antly cold.
He sat down at the reading table
and looked through a number of peri
odicals. There he foiyid pictures of
almost all the monaiws and also a
very good picture of Count von Wer-
denstein. Just below this picture was
an article that did ^t speak very
highly of this geniuK^Sfcnr'paper was
ultra-socialistically inclined, and the
article pointed out the futility of the
militarism of which the count was the
advocate.
The chevalier took out hlB little note
book and wrote the name of the au
thor there. The paper was edited in
Berlin and he did not anticipate much
trouble in finding Paul Kalmar through
the editorial office.
The aero-train was half an hour late
on account of the high wind, but final
ly arrived.
The traveler took a taxicab and at
random told the chauffeur to drive to
the Metropole Hotel. It was one of
the old-fashioned places left over from
the nineteenth century, but it was ex
cellently equipped with all modern im
provements.
The Chevalier di Leon did not stay
long in his rooms, but after a short
consultation with the clerk left the
hotel and mingled with the crowdB on
the street.
The beautifully decorated stores
showed Christmas splendors and lux
uries. The ancient beauty of the
town impressed him. At one end of
the park stood a magnificent cques
trian monument of colossal size. The
horse was bounding forward; the face,
with upturned mustache and fierce eye
whb familiar. All the muses of art
and science were gathered about the
base in a fantastic but expressive man
ner—but, in front of them, holding the
most prominent position, wae Mars!
The chevalier shrugged his shoulders:
"It does seem that monarchism cannot
exist without the sword.”
The palace guard marched by, a
company of the 221st infantry regl
ment. Their helmets glittered, they
wore grayish cuirasses, and carried
clumsy looking rlflee; they had no
bayonets, but short pistols in their
belts. The music boomed in warlike
tones and the uniformed men marched
in stiff, unnaturally long steps. The
chevalier shook his head again, and
turned sadly into a eide street.
At the editorial rooms of the Freuo
Gedanken he gave his card to an at
tendant and asked to see Herr Paul
Kalmar. "Are you a poet?” the boy
asked inquisitively.
“No, indeed, not even an author."
This seemed to please the boy, who
hurried away; he soon came back with
a smile. "Third door to the right.”
The next moment Chevalier di Leon
stood before Herr Paul Kalmar, who
invited him to be seated. The ultra
socialist was a mild, calm giant with
very light brown hair, but his green
ish eyes held sparks of courage and
dogged determination.
The tall chevalier seemed to im
press him favorably, and he listened
with a quiet air.
“I have come from afar to see you,
Herr Kalmar. I read your article
about. Count von Werdenstein, and as
I have an Idea that probably will in
fluence the count to preach peace in
stead of war, I wish you would kindly
listen to me and give me your advice.”
"I also am a man who wants peace,
Chevalier di Leon, and I will be glad
to discuss that theme with you; if you
will give me a few minutes’ time I will
take you to the "Cafe American and
we can talk and eat at the same lime.”
"I am sure it will please me very
much.”
Half and hour later they were on
the balcony of the famous Cafe Amer
ican in a cosy corner among the
palms and vines.
The big German ordered an epicu
rean lunch with Mosel wine; he list
ened attentively and ate with a relish
The chevalier’s words seemed to meet
with his approval.
“To prove my good will, to win his
influence. I am'willing to give him the
secret of gold manufacturing.”
These words were said so enthusias
tically that a beautiffilly dressed wom
an who sat at the neighboring table
looked up from her plate and gazed
at the bright-eyed chevalier.
"Not so loud, my dear man, not so
loud; even the walls have ears."
The advice came somewhat late, for
the woman already had noted the
chevalier’s words, and now she
watched them from beneath her long,
silky eyelashes, but it wae in vain; Bhe
could not hear another word.
After the long lunch Herr Kalmar
and the chevalier entered a taxicab.
“To the palace of the honorable
chancellor, Count von Werdenstein,”
thundered Kalmar in the ear of the
taxi driver.
Mr. Kalmar seemed to know how to
reach his excellency, the iron-handed
chancellor, as a gorgeously liveried
attendant soon conducted them into
the presence of the man they sought
Chevalier di Leon stopped for a mo
ment when he beheld the man whose
face he had seen only in print; he
stopped with a trace of caution in his
manner.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
GOT A WRONG IMPRESSION
lister Seeking Materia! for Sermon
Mado Mistake in Superficial
Reading.'
. reform wave was la progress. A
ed divine, wishing to get local color
his nest Sunday’sW:athlng attack
vice, took a tr4e^S vou « h the se-
gated district E one oily a
■ block# when fee <H*>n a sign
"Right over it you should have read
the sign: “Incubators Made Here.”
Like the “Gray Hawk.”
The London police are making dili
gent search for a tall, handsome Nor
folk girl named Mabel Bush, who mys
teriously disappeared from Liverpool
street station a few days ago. The
girl, who is eighteen years old, ar
rived at the London terminus from
her home at Dias at 3:30 o’clock in
the afternoon. She was seen by a
.porter named Hammond, who, notic
ing that the was a country girl and
obviously unused to London, inquired
it he could be cf any assistance. She
told him that she was awaiting the ar
rival )f a friend, and just before seven
o’clock she was joined by a woman,
and the pair went off together. Sinee
that time Miss Bush has not been
seen, and her friends are fearful that
some harm has befallen her.—London
Mall.
Regular.
Curate—I air glad to see you come
so regularly to our evening services,
Mrs. Brown.
“Yus. Ler see, me ’usband ’ates me
i f oln' bout of a bevening, so 1 does it
‘ to f-plte ’Im.”—Funch.
America had been Isolated from the rest
of the world by the use of Z-rays, a won
derful Invention of Hannibal Prudent.
The invention had saved tho country
from foreign invasion, and the continent
had been united under one government
with Prudent as president. For half a
century pence ami prosperity reigned in
this part of the world. The story opens
with President Prudent critically 111. His
death Is hastened by the receipt of a
message from Count von Werdenstein of
Germany that he has at last succeeded In
elgn Invasion. He tells her to hurry to
the Island of Clrynlth, but dies before he
can tell the location of the place. Astra
Is nominated for the presidency by the
continental party. Napoleon Edison calls
on Astra. Informs her that he was a pu
pil of her father's, and promises to help
her. He gives her a ring made of a new
ly discovered substance which, he Bays,
will solve the problem of flying.
CHAPTER IV.
Europe.
The Zugspitze is tho highest peak
in Germany; it belongs to the Alps
and a panorama can be seen from the
perpetually snow-covered summit that
Is worth while. At the foot of this
giant Is the town of Partenklrchen, a
great place for tourists, but since the
Isolation of the American continent
the number of visitors has dimin
ished somewhat.
One criBp Decombcr morning a tall
young man on skils slid down from
one of the snow-covered side hillB of
the Zugspitze. He wore an Alpine cos
tume and carried on his back the
usual satchel of the mountain climber.
The sack evidently was heavy, yet he
carried It easily.
The early sportsman stopped for a
second or two just about the Tlrolean
and Bavarian border. . After a short
meditation, he sturted forward, and
with the agility of a master of the
sport, slid downward, jumping down
steep slopes, and soon landed in the
valley. He took a peculiar field glass
from his knapsack and directed It
toward the great peak, moving it un
til he found a spot that looked to the
unaided eye like a red dot on the
mountain side. It was tho deserted
castle of the great Prince Luipold,
once reigning prince of the kingdom
of Bavaria.
When he had focused the glass, he
saw a round, ruddy cheeked man rub
bing his hands vigorously.
”It must be somewhat cool there,”
smiled tho sportsman.
He drew a red handkerchief and
made Borne circular movements in the
air with the fluttering linen, always
watching through his glasB. Then',
hand he held a murderous looking
knife and in tho left a fork. He
greeted the newcomer with great re
spect; it was surprising to see a guest
at this time of the year. The man of
the sklis leaned his knapsack and the
skils against the wall and said, “Guten
morgen, Herr Wirth!"
The big German threw fork and
knife on a table'and rubbing his hands
on his apron to remove the grease,
took the stranger’s sack and carried
it into the office. There he put a long,
official blank of reporting paper be
fore him, together with pen and Ink.
It took a long time for the stranger
to fill out all the somewhat imperti
nent questions, but at last It was done.
On the last line he wrote In large,
round characters the name;
"Chevalier Sonapo E dl Leon.”
"What can I do for you, chevalier?’’
asked the hotel-keeper, who had used
the tlino to remove his apron and put
on a clean coat.
"First of all, I want some break
fast, then a room, as I would like to
spend a few days here.”
The host’s face shone with pleasure
and he led his guest into the small
dining-room.
The chevalier’s eyes wandered
around searchlngly; they seemed to
penetrate Into every nook and corner.
The host returned, followed by a
girl, who put a snow-white cover on
one of the tables, then steaming hot
rollB were brought In with coffee, but
ter, honey and some eggs.
Tho chevalier ate heartily; the early
morning exercise had given him a
splendid appetite. When he had fin
ished, the host offered him some ci
gars, but he Bmlltngly refueed, ensur
ing him that he never used them.
"They are real Saharan, chevalier.”
"Saharan? Is thaj a new brand7”^
"Not exa'etlj/; we have ‘had It for
ten years, ever since the successful ir
rigation of the desert. 1 understand
that it la even better than the once
famous Havana."
The stranger looked at the host
thoughtfully, then with some hesita
tion he asked:
“What is the name of the engineer
who planned that project? I have
quite forgotten.”
"tou are not a German, chevalier,
otherwiso you would know the man
whom all the German-speaking nations
regard with hope; his name Is Count
von Werdenstein.”
The young man started, but recov
ered himself quickly. “How foolish,
I have nearly split my coffee. Yes,
Werdenstein; I remember the name
now.” •
“He is our Bismarck, Moltke and
Edison, in one person.”
The young man stared at the host
for a second. "Quite a remarkable
man.”
“Indeed, sir, he was selected as
commander in chief by the Interna
tional Federation, for the war agalnBt
America.”
"I am sure It Is a very happy selec
tion.”
"Well, sir, he is a great man Indeed,
but I do wish, and I am sure many
others wish so too, that Instead of
militarism, he would devote his ener
gies to the betterment of the people.”
”To industrial, agricultural and finan
cial developments; 1b that what you
mean?”
“Yes, sir, and above all else, to lift
ing the burdens from the citizens. You
know what we have to suffer under
this terrible military rule.”
"I am a stranger, my dear host; I
came from where the coffee and slen
der palms grow, so I don’t know much
about the happenings around here.
However, I am Interested and pray
that you tell me more.”
The good host of the Red Star was
y to find some one who waa glad
en to bis talk; this stranger
k his notebook out an<
WHAT TO DO WITH LEFTOVERS
Hash More Palatable, Though Lets
Economical, Than Meat Brought
to the Table Cold.
I suppose that in most households
a dish of hash comes to the table at
least once a week. Hash is very nice,
and many people prefer It to cold
meat. But It is one of the least eco
nomical things going, because half ex
pound of meat cuts up Into very littlo-
mince, and people take a larger help
ing of done-up things than they would
of cold meat In slices. Therefore, it
you want to be economical, don’t have-,
hash.
But, if you are going to have it, you:
might as well make it properly. Do
it in the following way and It will be-
perfectly delicious:
Remove all fat and gristle front
your meat. Chop it by hand, or put.
it through a machine. If you use a.
meat chopper you must put a crust
of bread through afterwards, In order-
to clean out all tho little bits of meat
which have stuck to the works. If
you don’t do this you will leave quite
a lot of meat on the knives, and it.
will be all wasted.
Melt one ounce of butter in a pan.
WTien this is melted, stir into it one
ounce of flour, and add half a pint of
stock or milk. Cook the mixture for
ten minutes, stirring it very carefully
all the time and making sure that it.
does not turn lumpy. When It t»
done it will be a very thick sauce.
Take the pan ofT the fire, stir tb;V
minced meat into it and flavor Ena-
whole with parsley, herbs or tomato,
sauce.
Put the pan back on the fire, and
stir the contents till it is quite hot.
Don’t let your mince come to the boil
on any account though, or it will be-
spoiled. Take it off, turn it out on a.
hot dish, and decorate it with snip
pets of toast. It will be firm enough,
to stand up in a pile. A good cook:
makes her dishes nice to taste, pretty
to look at, and easy to Berve and en
joy—Exchange.
CURRY SAUCE WORTH TRYING
Approved Recipe, Not Especially Dif
ficult to Make, Will Be Found
to Give Satisfaction.
Curried meats and vegetables are*
delicious. Here is a recipe for a good'
curry sauce that is not especially dif
ficult to make. It can be served with,
left-over chicken, cut in little strips,
and heated In the curry, then put on
a platter with a ring or mold of hot
rice. It can be served with leftover-
mutton or lamb, cut in dice or ihint
slices. It can be served with several
vegetables. To make It, slice a med
ium-sized onion thin and fry It In two-
ounces of butter. When it Is brown-
add a dessertspoonful of curry pow
der. Let It cook a minute or two and.
then add a cupful of beef gravy. Dish
gravy from roast beef or beefsteak ier
the best sort, but if this la not at hand'
beef stock will do. Add also twelve
whole cloves, a clove of grallc, a strip,
or two of lemon peel, a half teaspoon-
fui of salt, two bay leaves and a tea
spoonful or two of tarrangon vinegar.
Cook this gently for half an hour sms'
then strain It.
Baked Apple Pudding.
To 12 sour apples use one pint or
bread crumbs, four or six tablespoon#
of sugar, two ounces of butter and two-
eggs. Pare, core and cut the apples
and put them into a stewpan with the
sugar and four or six tablespoonfula.
of water; cook until tender and stir
in the butter and well beaten eg3#-
Coat the bottom and sides of a well
buttered pie dish thickly with bread,
crumbs, put a few pieces of butter on.
top of the apple mixture, which should)
fill the pie plate. Bake gently for
about three-quarterB of an hour, keep
ing the dish covered with greased pa
per to prevent the surface from be
coming too brown. Uncover andl
brown.
Rice and Raisin Pudding.
Soak the raisins (about a handfu!>
In a little warm water for an hour and
then drain. To one cup of boiled rice_
cold or hot, add the yolk of one egg,,
one tablespoonful of sugar, one tea-
spoonful of vanilla extract and two-
cups of new milk. Mix thoroughly and
bring to the boil, simmer gently until:
It thickens. Make a merlnge of the-
white of the egg whipped with a table
spoonful of sugar, spread upon the?
pudding and set in the oven to browu.
This is good warm or cold.
Olive Oil for Shoes.
Patent leather shoes may be kept
In good condition during the cold
weather by rubbing them with a little-
olive oil and polishing with a piece
of Canton flannel. This will keep tho
leather from cracking and the shoes,
will always appear new.
Makes a Good Gravy.
Fry a few slices of breakfast bacon,
mix a large spoonful of flour with the-
dripping, add a pint of milk and as
much water. Stir until smooth and
thick. This makes a good gravy.
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