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SYNOPSIS.
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Georgy Wagstaff, daughter of Sir
George, of the British admiralty, hints at
a liaison between her governess, Ethel
Willoughby, and Henry Streetman. Ethel
•denies it. Henry Streetman calls on Ethel
and while waiting tor her talks to Brews
ter, Sir George's butler, who is a German
spy, about his failure to get at admiralty
papers in Sir George’s possession. He
phones to German secret service head
quarters. Streetman, the German spy, and
Boeder (alias Brewster, the butler) are
•discussing the possibility of war. When
Ethel appears he tries to force her to get
from Sir George knowledge of the sailing
•orders to the British fleet. Though she
believes him a French Instead of a Ger
man spy, she refuses until he threatens
her. She begs him to announce their se
cret marriage, as Georgy is suspicious,
but he puts her off. At tea Georgy and
her lover. Guy Fulconer, tease Sir George,
and Streetman makes an awkward at
tempt to talk politics. Streetman, the
German spy, Sir George Wagstaff, British
naval official, Ethel Willoughby, secret
wife of Streetman, and others are having
tea at the Wagstaff home. The party is
•discussing a play. Charlie Brown, news
paper man of New York, entertains the
tea party with his views on the threat
ened war in Europe. Guy Falconer de
clares that If war comes he will go to
Guba. His mother and Sir George reprove
him. Charlie says Guy is spoofing. Capt.
Larry Redmond of the Irish Guards, calls
•on Ethel. The two had been undeclared
lovers. She tells him of her marriage and
he tells her Streetman is a German spy
with a family in Berlin.
There is no greater tragedy,
in the eyes of men, than the
betrayal of an innocent girl. It
is an incident in human affairs
that has inspired literature in
all ages, and provoked murder
and suicide. With what emo
tion Ethel accepts the fact of
her betrayal and with what de
termination she sets out to
avenge the wrong, if such a
thing is possible, is told in this
installment.
Ethel discovers, during her talk with
Capt. Larry Redmond that she has
been betrayed by Henry Streetman,
and expresses her grief.
CHAPTER Vlll—Continued.
I /
“Oh, It’s everything—everything!’’
she told him with a dry sob.
“I should never have gone away; or
having gone, I should never have come
back—to make you suffer like this,” he
said with bitter self-reproach. It hurt
him terribly to see her so torn by her
emotions. “There, there, my dear!
Don't cry!” he said, patting her arm
with the tenderness of a woman.
“Oh, let me! Let me!” Ethel cried,
for the blessed vent of tears had come
to her at last “Oh, Larry, why
couldn’t it have been different?”
“Faith, I don’t know, my dear! But
now with you and me it’s only a dream
of what might have been—and we
must forget,” he comforted her
bravely.
“Forget?” she repeated brokenly.
“Well, we must try to,” he said.
“We must be friends—the best friends
in the world.”
“We can’t be just—friends,” she told
him. She knew that their deep love
for each other would never let them be
merely that.
“We must be!” he persisted with the
conviction of a man who would always
•do right. “We love each other too
much to be more—or less—than the
best of friends.”
From the hall outside, voices came
to their ears. And Ethel had scarcely
•dried her tears before their friends
had returned to claim them for the din
ner party.
“Great Scott!” Guy Falconer ex
claimed as he came upon them. “Still
chinning, you two? You never talk to
me as long as that!” he told Georgy
Wagstaff with mild reproach.
“You’re not so interesting as Cap
tain Redmond,” she retorted with the
cruelty of insolent eighteen.
“Well, admitting that,” Guy said, for
lie never plunged voluntarily into an
argument with Georgy, “admitting
that, I’ve seats for the Palace and
we’ve telephoned to Richmond for a
table. So let’s hurry.”
“I don’t think I can go, after all,”
Ethel told them then. She knew that
she was in no condition for the banter
ing give and take of dinner-table con
versation.
“Oh, Ethel!" Georgy cried in obvious
•disappointment. And “Oh, Ethel! Don’t
spoil the party!” Mrs. Falconer urged.
“Come on, Larry!” said Guy. “By
{Jeorge, you do look glum—just the
same as I did when Georgy first re
fused me. Now I’ve got used to it.”
While they were trying to persuade
Ethel to join them, Sir George Wag
staff entered the room. He had heard
their voices as he was passing through
the hall on hfs return from his hurried
visit to the admiralty. And since he
had news that he knew would prove
■of great Interest to them he had
stopped on his way to his own quar
ters.
“By Jove, Redmond! I’m glad to see
You!” he cried as soon as he caught
sight the returned wanderer.
“Tl^mt you, Sir George! It's good
to be^Bk,” Larry replied.
AH^^M^rltlshcr. you've come home
sllook ,l “‘ captain's
news of the
.V. £* ■ exclaimed,
quick to grasp the suggestion of some
thing serious In Sir George’s words and
manner both.
“Germany has declared that a state
of war exists between herself and
Russia. Our information is that France
is mobilizing and will support Rus
sia!” Sir George seemed all at once
years older under the added cares of
the impending conflict.
CHAPTER IX.
For King and Country!
Captain Redmond was the first to
break the ensuing silence.
“Good God! Then it’s come at last!”
he cried in a ringing voice.
“And the fleet! What of the English
fleet?” Ethel Willoughby exclaimed, as
her quick mind turned inevitably to
that most vital factor of Britain’s de
fense. It was pure patriotism that
prompted het question. For the mo
ment all thought of Henry Streetman
and bls constant importuning vanished
completely from her reckoning.
Sir George swept the little company
with a rapid glance.
“You are a!l practically members of
my family—at least I regard you as
such,” he said. “Redmond, you 'are an
officer in his majesty’s service—what
I say is in absolute confidence.”
Larry stood stiffly at attention.
“Os course, Sir George!” he an
swered.
Then Sir George told them what
Henry Streetman would have given
his soul to know.
“Winston Churchill went to Ports
mouth this morning. The British fleet
sailed this afternoon under sealed or
ders and Churchill has offered his
resignation as first lord of the admi
ralty.”
At that terse statement Ethel Wil
loughby sank slowly upon a chair. In
their excitement the others did not no
tice her agitation. Nor could they have
interpreted it had they divined it.
Something in the manner of an inspira
tion had come to her—a scheme, plot,
a stroke of genius perhaps. At all
events, she saw in a flash how she
might yet serve her country in a man
ner that is granted to few women—or
even men.
Meanwhile Captain Redmond pon
dered upon Winston Churchill's pe
culiar action.
“But why, Sir George—why?” he
asked.
“Because he had "no authority from
parliament to give such orders. If
Hsia
OIP
“The British Fleet Sailed This After
noon.”
England is not involved in the war.
then Churchill alone is responsible for
his action and his public career will be
ended. If England goes to war, then
the English navy has gained at once
an early and tremendous advantage.”
“But it means that Churchill believes
England will fight,” Ethel said.
“That England will have to fight,”
Sir George corrected her.
“Then the fleet—it did not disperse?”
she questioned. “Where has it gone?”
Sir George saw no reason for telling
them half truths.
“The most powerful fleet the world
has ever known has gone to the North
sen to the Kiel canal to bsttle up the
German navy, and that it will do, I’m
certain. With the bulk of the German
fleet unable to come out, we'll prove
once again that Britannia does rule the
waves.”
His words thrilled everyone of them.
“And there’s really going to be war!"
Mrs. Falconer exclaimed in a wonder
ing voice. “I never believed I’d live
to see It.”
“And a long, horrible war!” Sir
George continued slowly. "We shall
suffer very terribly—England, I fear, •
in particular, because we did not ex
pect it. We’ve been too sure that It
would never happen In our lifetime.
Some day—yes! But not now! And
THE BULLETIN, IRWINTON, GEORGIA.
we’re not ready—not the least ready!
We shall need every man.”
His remark brought home to Larry
Redmond a realization of the way in
which the situation-applied to himself.
“Then, in some ways, it’s good I’ve
come back,” he commented. “I must
report at once.”
Guy Falconer turned to him with un
bounded enthusiasm lighting up his
young face.
“I’ll go with you!” he cried. “Is it
too late to enlist tonight?”
“I’m afraid so,” Larry said.
Guy’s words struck his mother with
a quick chill of fear. She rose hastily
from her seat and going, fearfully up
to her son, laid a supplicating hand up
on his arm.
“But, Guy, you’re not going to the
war?” she said with a catch in her
voice.
“Why, of course I am, mother!”
“Os course he is!” Georgy Wagstaff
repeated after him.
’ “But, Guy—you said you wouldn’t
I fight!” his mother reminded him trem
ulously. Her feelings had undergone
a sudden change.
“I know,” he said, putting his hand
upon hers soothingly. “But that was
when I didn’t believe there would be
> war. And now that it’s come, I
couldn’t stay home. I couldn’t!”
’ “That's the spirit, my boy!” Sir
George told him with a renewed trust
i in British manhood.
i “But, Guy—you mustn’t! I couldn’t
> let you go!” she told him brokenly.
He was sorry for her. And yet there
t was an unwonted sternness in Guy’s
■ face as he said:
i “Mother, you don't want me to be a
I coward?”
“But, my boy, you’re all I’ve got in
’ the world! You’re the only thing I’ve
left!” And then she took him in her
f arms and sobbed. To her had come
J only a little more quickly than to
i other English mothers the renunciation
t that war demands of lowly and high
alike.
“Don’t cry, mother, please—don’t!”
- Guy said gently. “You know I’ve got
to go. I’ll come back all right.”
t “Os course he will,” said Georgy.
1 “And then I’ll marry him.” Guy had
all at once assumed new proportions in
- her eyes. She had always been fond
t of him, from the time they were girl
- and boy together. But she had never
3 taken him quite seriously. Now, how
- ever, she saw that Guy was a man,
and that he intended to play a man’s
- part in the approaching struggle. And
i in that moment Georgy knew that he
- was more than worthy of her.
3 A new light shone in Guy’s eyes as
. he turned to the girl.
“Will you really?” he asked. “You
, hear that, mother? Why, that alone is
1 worth going to the front for—and I’ll
3 get a V. C. and be a hero and we’ll live
- happily ever after.”
r Os such is the rosy optimism of
youth.
Georgy Wagstaff placed her hands
- in his.
“For once, you dear old thing, I
3 can’t argue with you,” she said. And
though she smiled at him, she had dlf
i Acuity in keeping back her tears.
f Guy Falconer stood very erect as he
took his mother by the hand. He saw
women in a new light now—saw and
recognized the sacrifices they had in
evitably to make in life’s battles, since
the beginning of time.
“Come on, mother!” he said gravely.
“Take me to the barracks.”
“My son, I’m proud of you!” she
half whispered, as she looked up at
him through her tears.
“So am I!” added Georgy Wagstaff.
She had acquired all at once a new
sense of proprietorship in Guy. “You’ll
write me?” she asked him.
“Every day!” he promised eagerly.
“And you—you will be careful,
won’t you, Guy?” his mother besought
him, with her hands upon his shoul
ders.
“Os course, I'll be careful."
And then they bad gone—Mrs. Fal
coner and Georgy, hanging desperately
to him who was dearest of the whole
world to them.
Sir George Wagstaff turned to the
others with an air of unaffected pride.
“There's the true Englishman!” he
said.
“And there’ll be hundreds—thou
sands, like him—the flower of our coun
try, who won’t come back,” Ethel said
slowly. “Oh, it's too terrible!” The
little tragedy had touched her to the
quick. Beside it her own troubles
seemed momentarily dwarfed.
“Yes, it is terrible,” Sir George
agreed. He had no illusions as to
, what war meant for England.
“I must go at once to the war office,”
Captain Redmond announced hurrled-
. ly. And he shook hands with Miss Wil
• loughby. “Good-by, Ethel!” he said in
> a tone that was far more sober than
i was customary for him.
> “I must return to the admiralty,”
Sir George said. “Coming, Redmond?”
i as he moved toward the door.
Larry had already started to join
him when Ethel called him back.
“Larry, before you go, may I have
just five minutes with you—alone?”
“Os course!” he assented. “You’ll
forgive me, Sir George?”
“Surely! See you again, Redmond!”
And with that Georgy's father left
them—alone.
"Larry, when will you go to the
front?” Ethel asked in a tense voice.
He set his cap and stick upon a stool
before answering her.
“I don’t know," he said. “I'm afraid
I shan't be in the thick of the fight.”
“You mean they won't send you?”
“I fear not, my dear. They’ll want
me—they've often said .so—for some
thing they call more Important than
being shot at. They’ll use me in the
special service—what you'd call a spy.
I suppose, though, it’s as good as any
1 other way to die for one’s country. ’Tis
my duty—though I’d not be too proud
of it.”
For a brief time she made no replv,
, as she pondered his words.
“Won't you let me help?” she asked
him then.
“You?” He wondered what she
could mean.
“I do so want to help!” she con
tinued. “There'll be thousands of wom
en who’ll go to the front as nurses—
millions to do the things at home. But
can’t Igo to serve England—to be in
the special service too?”
A shadow crossed his fine face at the
mere mention of the undertaking.
“Oh, my dear, I couldn’t let you!
The risk for you’d be too great. I
couldn’t permit it.”
But she would not be put down so
easily.
“Think of the things a woman could
do safely—without suspicion,” she ar
gued, “where a man would be use
less.”
“I know, I know—but I couldn’t al
low It. And your husband?” he ques
tioned. He hardly thought any right
minded man would be willing to let his
wife face such peril.
She turned to him impetuously.
“Larry, I lied to you,” she con
fessed. “I’m miserable, wretched. I’m
not happy with my husband. I’ve
made a mess of things, like you. I
EHL
Im Ji K
“For King and Country!”
want to get away. This is the only
thing I can do for England—for you!
Oh, please let me go—oh, please!”
He saw that she was greatly
moved —that she was soul-tortured,
half frantic. And he had not the heart
to deny her any solace, no matter
where she might turn for it.
“I know how you feel,” he said, "and
you shall do this thing if I can arrange
It.”
Her heart went out to him in grati
tude because he had understood.
"Oh. thank you, Larry! Thank you!
Now, tell me —what am I to do? Where
shall I be sent? Shall I be with you?”
She hoped that It would be so.
"No. my dear—not with me.” he ex
plained. “My job will be inside the
German lines —perhaps in their very
army.”
His answer struck a chill of fear in
to her —for she could feel fear for him.
“But that’s impossible!” she ex
claimed incredulously. “You would be
caught at once.”
“Oh. I think not!” he reassured her.
“The plan is all arranged—every de
tail—since before I went away. Now
’tis only for me to carry it out. But
you can't be with me.”
Her disappointment was obvious.
“But what shall I do?” she asked
doubtfully.
"That we’ll see. But somehow we’ll
be working together.”
"For king and country!” she ex
claimed, holding out her hand to him.
"For king and country!" he repeated
after her, as he took her slight hand in
his own strong one.
CHAPTER X.
Hoist by His Own Petard.
“Beg pardon, Miss Willoughby! A
gentleman to see you, by appointment!”
In his character of Brewster, Sir
George's butler, the German spy Roe
der made his announcement in fault
less fashion.
"Oh. in just a minute!” Ethel Wil
loughby told him. She knew that It
was Henry Streetman who had re
turned to see her. And to Larry, whose
hand she had hastily dropped just as
Brewster threw open the double doors,
she said, when the pseudo butler had
gone, "I may gain some very impor
tant information from this man. I can't
explain more than that now. Will you
wait in that room?” She indicated a
door leading into a smaller roopi ad
joining her sitting room.
“Yes, my dear—God keep you!” Cap
tain Redmond answered. And he at
once proceeded to carry out her wishes.
Ethel breathed a rapid prayer as she
heard Streetman already mounting the
stairs.
“Oh, help me to be brave! Help me
to be clever—for Larry and for Eng
land!" She turned then to meet the
man who had betrayed her, and
against whose wits she had now un
dertaken to match her own.
Will this girl be able to de
ceive the spy regarding her In
tentions and inveigle him Into
permitting her to do as she
likes?
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
taNAnONAL
siimsaMoi
Lesson
(By E. O. SELDERS, Acting Director of
the Sunday School Course of the Moody
Bible Institute. Chicago.)
(Copyright, 1916, Western Newspaper Union.)
• ••
LESSON FOR AUGUST 13
THE GRACE OF LIVING.
LESSON TEXT—II Cor. 9.
GOLDEN TEXT—In all things I gave
you an example, that so laboring ye ought
to help the weak, and to remember the
words of the Lord Jesus, that he himself
said, it is more blessed to give than to
receive.—Acts 20:35.
Paul’s letters to the church in
Corinth are a divine commentary upon
church government. A stricter ad
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and a clearer interpretation of those
principles to the church of Jesus Christ
would save us from many errors and
heartaches. In this rich and populous
nation the lesson for consideration to
day is most vital, for it concerns one
of the fundamental principles which
underly the progress of mankind as
well as the kingdom of God.
1. Cheerful Giving (vv. 1-7). One of
the dangers assailing the early Chris
tian church was that of division be
tween the Jewish and Gentile believ
ers. One party suggested that the
Gentiles ought to have a closer union
with the Jews; on the other hand, cer
tain Gentiles could not see the necessi
ty of the Jewish ceremonial, and in
this Paul agreed with them, and there
fore they refused to assume any un
necessary burden. The great feasts
at Jerusalem were crowded with pil
grims, both Jews and Jewish Chris
tians. The pilgrims were often very
poor, and fatigue must have fostered
diseases. Here then was a place
where a work of ministry to the needy
might be done with the money which
had been systematically gathered
through the weekly contributions of •
Christian believers. Note how skill- ‘
fully Paul appealed to these Corin
thians. He recognizes their forward
ness of mind and their zeal (vv. 1 and
2, Am. R.). Most delicately does he
compliment them upon their work, for,
said he, “I glory in your behalf.”
He desired their collections to be a
matter of bounty, and not of covetous
ness or extortion. Paul's principle of
giving is that it shall be a matter of
free and beneficent gifts, not a matter
of covetous greed; not a quid pro quo.
He says that they who sow sparingly
shall reap sparingly.
11. The Results of Giving (vv. 8-15).
The law of reaping according to the
seed we sow and of reaping In propor
tion to the quality and quantity of tM
seed sown is also to be supplemented
by the law of the necessity of sys
tematic giving (See I Cor. 16:2). One
of the sweetest and most cheerful and
Inspiring promises of the Bible Is
found in verse 8 of this section,
“God is able.” He is able to make all
grace abound, and he does this “to
the bountiful giver.” Nothing more
surely limits the measure of grace that
we receive than our penurious, nig
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This giving of grace is “in order that
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things may abound unto every good
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the full-souled, hilarious giver who
gives time and money. Such giving is
like unto God’s giving, who gave his
only begotten son. If we sow as God
provides, he will multiply the seed for
sowing and increase the fruits of our
righteousness. If we do not sow, he
will cease to supply.
This liberality will work through us
to others and thanksgiving to God on
the part of those who receive (v. 11, R.
V.). Such giving abounds to his honor
and glory through the many thanks
givings which it will occasion (Heb.
13:15). The more we give, the more
God will Increase our power to give,
and in this way we will be enriched in
everything unto all liberality (Prov.
11:24-25). The church in Jerusalem,
when the saints of Corinth had given
proof by the ministration to their need,
would glorify God for the obedience of
the saints in Corinth and their confes
sion of the gospel of Christ, and also
for the liberality of their contribution
unto them (v. 13. R. V.). They would
repay their generosity with prayer (v.
14, R. V.) and they would long after
them by reason of the grace of God
which was in them.
Paul's words about our giving with
thanksgiving to God for his unspeak
able gift—(See Ch. S:9) the unspeak
able gift of God, Jesus Christ (John
3:16; Rom. 8:32) —is an exhortation '
to us. Nothing should so move us to '
give to others as the thought of what
God has given of his very best and
dearest for us.
The Sunday school, as the training
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Helps weak eyes, curing without pain. Ask •liuggitt
trv,u reform
DISPENSARY, US S. Hroad, ATLANTA.GA,
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KaOH ACKER’S —
HAIR BALSAM
KSMgy A toilet preparation of xnsriK
Helps to eradicate dandruff.
For Restoring Color and
B—uty toGray or Faded Hair.
Avoid operations. Positive Liver A Stomach remedy
cVo Oil)— Results sura: home remedy. Write today.
udUteM Rsawdy Ce.. Dept. W -1,2193 .Dea .-Ura St. .Chicage
W N. U , ATLANTA, N6733-1916^
