Cleveland courier. (Cleveland, White County, Ga.) 1896-1975, September 27, 1929, Image 7

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Newspaper Page Text*** * COUNT LUCKNER f THE SEA DEVIL * * Doubleday, Copyright Doran by & Co. By LOWELL THOMAS ♦ CHAPTER XV - 20 - Caught by the British at Wa kaya The Island was Wakaya. Several -old sailing ships were in the harbor We gazer) at them with hungry eyes, and eager plans of capturing one ran through our minds. Natives on shore spied us, took us for shipwrecked sail¬ ors. and pui a boat out to meet us. It suited our plans to let them go right on thinking we had been shipwrecked. That might make it much easier for us to get some information about the vessels at anchor. Leaving a couple •of my boys in the boat, the ottier four •of us accompanied the natives to their huts, where they treated us hospitably. They were a simple, trusting people. Several half-breeds and a couple of white men, however, looked at us sus¬ piciously. One half-breed was par¬ ticularly offensive and insisted on ask¬ ing us many questions. We did not like his behavior at all. Kireheiss and 1 took a walk along a path in the woods to talk over what seemed another menacing situation. A white man came galloping by on horseback. He was pale with excite¬ ment. He slowed down for a moment, gazed at 11 s, responded curtly to our greeting, and went on. Thoroughly alarmed, we hurried back to the vil¬ lage. Some curious business was afoot, and we were determined to find out what it was. “Our last half gallon of rum.' 1 Kireheiss murmured regretfully. “Yes,” I responded, “it is too bad, hut it will go to a useful purpose.” We got hold of tiie half-caste who had been so inquisitive. The white wan we had seen on horseback was •with him. Something, indeed, was afoot. We talked casually with them and then suggested drinking. They were interested, and became enthusi¬ astic when we produced our half-gal¬ lon of rum. In the half-breed’s hut we staged a drinking bout, which last¬ ed half through the night. Nothing like rum to make men friendly and conversational. The half-breed got so conversational that he blurted out: “Why, you're ail right. But at first we thought you were Germans. We could get fifty pounds if you were Germans.” N’ow, os an American sailor would say, you’ve got to “hand it" to the English. They know how to spend money when it is useful. We Ger¬ mans are usually more niggardly, or “careful” some might call it. We will try to save a mark and then lose thou¬ sands. Having received the wireless warning from the resident at Aitutaki of mysterious armed Germans in the South Seas, the authorities in the Fijis had passed word among the na¬ tives to be on the lookout for us. and had offered a two-hundred-and-fifty dollar reward to anyone who turned in definite information about a party of Germans posing as neutrals. It was clear enough that the half breed and tht white man had been plotting to hand us over to the au¬ thorities. but how far they had gone we did not know. We didn’t find out that night, it was not until inter that we learned the white man’s horseback ride had been to give a warning about us to the captain of a cutter in the harbor, and Hint the cutter had at once shoved off to carry the message to the officials of the larger islands a day’s sail away. Not knowing this, we used a good deal of persuasion to put the idea firmly into the heads of tiie two men that we could not possibly be Ger¬ mans. It may have been our elo¬ quence, or, more likely, the genial in¬ fluence of the rum, but, at any rate, they seemed to lose all of their sus¬ picions and became convinced that we were the truest Norwegians from Scandinavia. Kireheiss and l, some¬ what the worse from our session at detective work, slept at the English¬ man's bouse. The four others were offered quar¬ ters ashore for the night, but two of my boys remained in the boat as a precaution. It was well they did, too. During the night, native swimmers went out to her and cut the anchor rope. They were put up to it by a Malay police officer who was suspi¬ cious of us. Not knowing any of my men would remain on board her, since she was only an open lifeboat, he planned to search her. So he sent his swimmers out to pull her ashore and beach her. The wind was inshore. The anchor rope cut, the boat drifted in. Our two men were asleep, and only awakened when keel Jarred against bottom. Dark figures were around in the water, trying to pull the boat on the beach. Our men, pistol in hand, drove them away and then pushed out into open water. On the following day, we made our final costly error. The ships in the harbor weighed anchor and raised sail. We picked the one that seemed the newest and arranged with the skipper to take us along with him to Suva, on the main island V'iti Levu. Of course, our plan was simply to sail a few miles out to sea with him and then take the ship ourselves after donning our uniforms and getting out all of our weapons. A sudden %quall blew up and forced the vessel back to port We returned with her. And now we should have taken her while she lay at anchor. The people ashore would have seen what was going on, but we could have held up the island and theu put to sea, storm or no storm. That was our first impulse. We should have followed It. Always trust your first impulse—at any rate, if you go into the pirate business. It is the boldest and best, instead, we chose a more cautious course. We resolved to wait until the following day and cap¬ ture our ship when it had got out to sea. While we waited, another vessel arrived. She was a beauty, too, and would have delighted any seaman’s eye as she came sailing into the harbor. She had just arrived, we were told, from Suva. She ran regularly among the islands* carrying merchandise to the traders. She was a handsome three masted schooner with auxiliary motor power, new, clean, and trim, just the kind of ship we wanted. “By Joe,” I said to my boys, “there’s our ship.” We immediately dismissed nil Idea of the old windjammer we had Intend¬ ed to capture, and devoted ourselves to this new beauty. A council of war Moa, Captured by the Escaping Pris¬ oners. was held, after which Kireheiss went to the captain of the vessel, which now had docked, and told him that ^ve were Norwegians who, while making a cruise in a lifeboat, had missed our ship, which was taking coal from Aus¬ tralia to Suva. Could we not take passage with him to Suva Instead ot on the other slower old craft, so that we could get back to our own ship? \Ve would pay regular rates for the passage. “All right," replied the captain, a Jovial, unsuspecting fellow. “Come aboard at eight o'clock this evening. We sail in tiie morning.” It was our plan again that, once aboard this lovely ship and out at sea we would suddenly appear in our uni¬ forms and hoist the German flag. We made ready to abandon the life¬ boat. Our belongings required careful packing. We put rides, machine guns, cartridges, and grenades in our canvas hags, wrapped our naval uniforms around these, and then rolled each bundle in a couple of 'blankets and tied it securely. A casual handling would not reveal tiie armament inside. Each of us took a pistol in one pocket and a hand grenade in the other. At eight o’clock we went aboard the schooner. Our maneuvers had been made carefully, and we had attracted no undue notice of the people who were suspicious of us. Aboard, tiie captain received us hos¬ pitably, and we went around looking over what we expected to make our next prize of war. And a prize she was, just a year out of tiie shipyard and beautifully finished in every de¬ tail. 1 could hardly wait for her to raise anchor and set sail. But we had counted that brood of mental chick¬ ens before they had hatched, by Joe. Profit System Ensures Consumer Fair Chance If your goods are acceptable, or your services useful, you will receive a profit. If, on the other hand, your fellow creatures decide (wisely or un¬ wisely, it makes no matter) that they do not want your goods, or that they will get on better without your serv¬ ices, then you will make a loss. The profit-making system is the only one under which the consumer can be per¬ fectly sure of obtaining the article tie wants—any other scheme can only mean that' he will have forced upon him the article which somebody else things he ought to want Working for a profit on an individ¬ ualistic system also ensures that the people who receive the goods are the Childish Writing When children begin to write they often do so from right to left. It is called mirror writing. When held up to a mirror it looks correct. Mirror writing has no special significance and it passes as the child grows older. CLEVELAND COURIER. A steamer slid into port I Tiie skipper ot our clipper who was standing next to me said he supposed she had brought over the proprietor of the Island. The new arrival low¬ ered a boat In it were a military offi¬ cer and four Indian soldiers. The boat rowed straight toward our ship. We surmised at once that they were coming for us. Having received the message sent by the suspicious half breed and tiie white man that there were six Germans on the Island, the authorities had sent a force of mili¬ tary police to arrest us. There had been some delay In this, as the only available boat on which to send the police was a cattle steamer, the Amra, and she could not raise anchor for some hours. She had arrived now right In the nick of time, had commu¬ nicated with the shore, and been in¬ formed that we were aboard the schooner. The storm had cleared during the early morning. The palm trees ashore were ablaze with the tropical sun¬ shine. The water under us was of the deep blue that you see only in the South Seas. A brisk, refreshing wind blew from the west- The boat with the officer and four soldiers came row¬ ing with long, powerful strokes. The Indians wore puttees and those funny little pants that leave the knees bare. They carried no arms other than bay¬ onets. The officer had a sword and a revolver. We could easily have shot them down with our pistols, or thrown a hand grenade in their boat, or held them up at pistol point when they came aboard. Then we could have captured the ship and sailed away. The steamer would have been power¬ less in the face of our machine guns. There were mutterlngs among my men. They were full of tight We should, they urged, make the capture and get away. 1 passed an uncomfortable moment ot indecision. Our uniforms were packed in our bundles, stowed below. We would have to tight off arrest and take the ship In the guise, not of naval soldiers but of civilians, and as civil¬ ians we would have to raise our weapons against soldiers. That not only went against the grain, but It went against the unwritten laws of the game. There are many sporting traditions that are carefully Incul¬ cated In every German naval officer If we could have fought tn our uni¬ forms, It would have been as honor¬ able naval men. In the end, the odds would be all against us and the chances were at least a hundred to one that we would be captured before getting back home. If we fought as naval men and were later captured, we would be entitled to the treatment due honorable prisoners of war. If we fought In citizens’ clothes, we were nothing more than international ban dits and as such almost sure to hang finally from a yardarm. They say that all is fair in love and war, but this does not alter the fact that there are things you can do that are not play Ing the game. Of course, each side has its spies, and 0 spy. If caught, ex¬ pects no quarter and gets none. But during the War of 1870, and dur¬ ing the late war, too, we Germans were most severe with franctireurs. civilians who sniped at soldiers. It has been one of our cardinal prin¬ ciples that war must be waged by uni¬ formed soldiers. In the World war. both sides were charged with intro¬ ducing new methods ot warfare that were not in accordance with the ethics of the game. But you will re¬ call that even Allied cargo arid pas¬ senger ships armed with guns to fire on submarines made it a general rule to carry gun crews of uniformed ma¬ rines to handle the guns. “No,” I said to my men, “in the uni forms of our country we can fight. As civilians we cannot- At aDy rate, we are nor going to drop a bomb down there and kill that poor defenseless po¬ lice officer and his men in those short pants! There would be neither fun nor glory tn that." (TO BE CONTINUED.) same as those who pay for them—a very important point. Based upon the interests of the consumer, it is the only system under which the con¬ sumer can ever stand a chance. We can make no money, we can do no good, unless we can persuade others to accept our services ot the value that we and they jointly place upon them.—Ernest J. P. Benn, “The Con¬ fessions of a Capitalist.” Forbidden Fun A Chinese hoy ot fourteen, accord¬ ing to the North China Herald, wa 3 involved in an automobile accident, witnessed the death of a pedestrian during a poliee battle with kidnap¬ ers, and was himself kidnaped and held for two hours. He was on his way to school when all this happened and, arriving finally, he (ffcoiogized to the teacher for being tardy. Like any normal hoy, he realized that under no circumstances should mere adventures and pleasure intei fere with his education. Looking Down on Constantinople. (Prepared by the National Geographic Society. Washington, D. C.) r 1 ''IIEKE are few opportunities I anywhere in the world to see X so many historic sites in half a dozen hours as during tiie Brief airplane trip from Constantinople to Athens. The route is paved with geography; with history, which is geography in¬ teracting with mankind; and with mythology, in which elemental geo¬ graphic forces are given childishly hu¬ man characteristics. Poets and historians, ladies and their Leanders, Argonauts and Auzacs, have so mosaicked with meaning this age old route that the air traveler, com¬ pleting it between breakfast and luncheon, would need that iast-roin ute-before-drowning clairvoyance to take in even the broad outlines of the picture on Hie rift between West and East, Europe and Asia, sailor and nomad, Greek and barbarian, between what was known and what was off the map. The battleship Agamemnon, leading the allied fleet into the Dardanelles, A. D. 1915, churned tiie very waters that bore to the siege of Troy Aga¬ memnon’s ttiousand ships, launched by a woman’s face, almost ns many years before the Christian era. Xerxes, Alex¬ ander, and tiie Turks, ttieir exploits separated by centuries, ail crossed the Hellespont at the same point. The northeasters that cool or chill both Bosporus and Gallipoli, and the treach¬ erous currents which inspire gruesome gossip are the same that Strabo and Herodotus described. Tiie plane is fitted with pontoons and rises from tiie Bosporus. Behind, the Genoese castle of Anatoli Kavak, only a moment ago outlined against the Black sen, has flattened out against a northern tip of Asia Minor. As a point is rounded, with tiie pal¬ aces and embassy gardens of Therapia below, the view extends to the Golden Horn. By tiie time the strait between R 11 - meli and Anatoli Hissar is reached tiie plane is so high above Mohammed the Conqueror’s “Cutthroat Castle” that tiie ground plan, said to he a chiro¬ graph of Ills Arabic name, is just a comfortable eyeful. The ground plan of Robert College takes on rare symmetry. In its center a football game is being played by two tribes of vari-colored ants. Now the Constantinople Woman’s college Is reached, its buildings aligned into one imposing facade. The coal-pockets that smudge the view below Arnaut Koi sweep south toward the glittering jewel-box inosque of Orta Koi and the roofless ruin of Cheragan—palace, prison, and parlia¬ ment house. Looking Down on Stamboul. There is a slight haze above Stam boul, tiie Seraglio palaces are visibly isolated from the teeming city; and tiie cornucopia curve of the Golden Morn—despite its fame, a mere nick in the eastern edge of Europe, is clear¬ ly cut between close-rooted slopes, pock-marked by fire and mournful with cypresses rising above mnrble skeletoned cemeteries. The fabled seven hills unite into one main, curv¬ ing ridge. Now the plane is almost over fat domed Sancta Sophia; and tiie six minarets of the Sultan Ahmed mosque, so needlelike from tiie ground, seem squat towers. The obelisks in tiie Hip¬ podrome, Byzantium's antique pleas¬ ure center, have no height, but their shadows streteh wide across a park the perfection of which was never be¬ fore so evident. One wonders when architects will begin to design struc¬ tures to be beautiful from tiie air, as landscape gardening already is. Outside the left windows the Princes Islands bathe in sun-spread quick¬ silver and the Gulf of Ismid loses it¬ self beyond. Off the right wing the landward wall of Byzantium, starting imposingly with the Seven Towers, dwindles away until its battlements are lost behind a hill overlooking the Sweet Waters of Europe. Now one looks straight down on the island of Marmora, unexpectedly large and full of valleys. Around a tiny hay in the north edge, marble cliffs or slag dumps, white as chalk, describe a horseshoe curve. Now Europe edges in from the right, witii the ridge of Tekir Dagh, empha¬ sized by cumuli, stretching down to give backbone to Gallipoli. What a place to study geography! The two most famous straits of olden times, where Helle drowned and Io, Hera's rival, forded the Bosporus. Now tiie upper entrance to tiie Hellespont has been reached, with Gallipoli on Hie opposite shore. Just under the hull Is a level hill where there used to be a Turkish fort. A little farther on Lapsaki comes into view. It used to be Lampsaeus and was famous for its wine and I’ri apic worship. Tiie town, being made of mud and stone, may have moved about n bit, but the name lias hovered right there since the days when Themis tocles was its monarches and the idea of hereditary monarchy was new. Lapsaki has its own little marina, hut the main town stunds back from the water, Us reddish-brown roofs ar¬ ranged in seemingly perfect squares. The junction of land and water here is of extreme beauty, tiie shoreline edged with a greenish blue breaking away to tiie royal purple of the deep¬ er water. The ship seemingly increases its speed over the narrows where Leander swum to see Hero and set an example for Lord Byron and others. On a bridge of boats Xerxes crossed here to invade Europe. A century and a half later Alexander returned the compliment. Beyond the Gallipoli peninsula one can see Suvla Bay and below is the old tower of Chanak ICalessi, until re¬ cently ringed with modern forts. Across the narrow neck of water is the trefoil fort of Kilid Bahr, a stalk¬ less ace of clubs spiked down with a tall central tower. And here is Troy, immortalized by Homer and Vergil, described by Stra¬ bo, a rain soaked, soggy plain, cut by mere brooks and utterly without dra¬ matic quality. Tiie whole outline of Tenedos may be seen as one flies along, Its central portion cultivated, its shoreline notched by ways to which the Greeks withdrew, leaving the wooden horse outside tiie Trojan walls. The Isles of Greece. There are pitch-black clouds ahead, their lower sides festooned with wav¬ ing wisps of rain like Spanish moss. The plane swoops down to 2,000 feet, The long li^e of Lemnos tills tiie horizon at the right, and through the opposite window Lesbos (Mytilene) detaches itself from the flank of Asia Minor. Only indistinct suggestions of land lie ahead. Skyros shoulders iier blood-red, craggy cliffs toward tiie ship's path. When Hie flight lias lasted three hours an Acropolislike plateau on Euboea shows itself. For the first time tiie plane dives directly toward the land to lind a low, narrow pass above cul¬ tivated fields, salmon pink amid gray rock and lush green and dotted with circular stone threshing floors near the Gulf of Petali. Then comes Hie supreme thrill; for there, sweeping round in a perfect curve like a gold-edged scimitar laid against tiie blue, is the Plain of Mar¬ athon. Hoary-headed Parnes looms be¬ yond, and Pentelicus, neighbor of Athens and mother of her marbles, suggests how short a flight remains; yet how long that run for Phidippides, bringing news that the Medes and Persians were in flight and that Milti ades had won! A wheel of .spokelike roads, cutting the fertile Mesogaias, centers in Mark opoulon. At least a dozen pleasant villages are in sight at once, pearl gray, amid crop and plow-stippled fields pushed to the limit of man’s en¬ durance against the dull skeleton of Attica. Now the Saronic Gulf Is below, opalescent tints showing on an oyster shell-shaped beach. What seems to be Hie mainland to the left is really the island of Saiamis. From Marathan to Saiamis, a ten-year struggle for the Persians, and the flyer can cover it in the sweep of an eye! A brightly tinted new town, its landscape gardening reduced to the proportions ot a painting, grows be¬ low as the plane descends. Little Lyka bettos spears up to the right, and the Acropolis begins to assume a fraction of its wonted dignity, as the very heart and center of Greek life. There is a bus terminus, and down the plane comes, flashing past new villas and deserted piers. One final glance for the flyers fit that historic plain between Parnes and Hymettos, and down their ship splashes like a duck, in I’haleron Bay, to the east of | Piraeus. Improved Uniform International SimdaySchool T Lesson ’ (By REV. P. B. F1TZWATUJK, D.D., Dean Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) ((c). 1929. Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for October 6 RECOGNIZING OUR DEBTS TO OTHERS GOLDEN TEXT—Look not every man on his own things, bat every man also cm the things of others. LESSON TEXT— Mark 12:28-34; lames 2:14-17 PRIMARY TOPIC—Helping One An¬ other. JUNIOR TOPIC—Helping One An¬ other. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOP¬ IC—What Do We Owe to Others? YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOP- 1 C—Fullilling Our Obligation to Others. The sum total of human duty as set forth by Christ in Matthew 22:34- 40 is love to God and one’s neighbor. This ■omprehends every conceivable relationship and responsibility of life. The measure of love to God is the whole capacity of man to love. The measure of love to one’s neighbor is one’s love for himself. I. Loving God (Mark 12:28-30). Man’s first duty is to God. The word which sums up his duty to God is love. By loving is meant a sincere desire for and a delight In the welfare of the one loved, and a willingness to do everything possible to further it. Love is not a sentimental emotion, hut an ardent passion which absolutely sways tlie one who loves. When one is swayed by Hie passion to please, honor and glorify God, lie is loving Him with his whole heart, strength and mind. To fail to lender full obedience to this, the first and great commandment, is to be guilty of committing the great¬ est sin. By this test we can readily estimate our freedom from sin. De¬ termined by this standard, all are guilty before God. We should put God first in all of life’s relationships. II. Loving Our Neighbor (Mk. 12:31 34). This obligation is like unto the ob¬ ligation to God in that it centers in love. Tiie measure of love ts not tiie same. The measure of love to God iE the absolute limit of human capacity- 1’hat unto our neighbor is “as thy¬ self.” Our neighbor is a linite being, therefore tiie love is not absolute. Wtio is my neighbor? This is answered by tiie story of the good Samaritan in Luke 10:30-37. Our neighbor is one who is in need of our help. It is not a question of wtiere he lives, but of his need of help. Some of the ways we can love our neighbor, as suggested by the texts selected by the lesson commit¬ tee, are: 1. By co-operation (Neh. 4:15-23). Tiie walls of Jerusalem needed to be rebuilt The task was great and the enemies strong. Nehemiah could not have done it alone, though work¬ ing ail tiie days of his life, but “every¬ one unto his work” made the walls a reality i a short time. Racial soli¬ darity is a reality. “No man llveth unto himself,” therefore human life is lived at Us best in co-operation with one another. 2. By the strong bearing the In¬ firmities of the weak (Rom. 15:1-7). By this means we build up each other. We are given strength, not to use for ourselves, but that we may help sustain the weak. We are not to pleare ourselves. Our supreme ex¬ ample in this is Jesus Christ If He hud pleased Himself, He never would have come down to earth, taken our nature and suffered the shame of the cross. The rich are to help the poor. Indeed, some are made rich in order that they may intelligently render helpful service to the poor. 3. By rendering lowly service (Phil. 2:1-9). The supreme business of life is to serve, not to he served. Christ came not to he ministered unto, hut to minister (Mark 10:45). Christ, though equal with God, humbled Himself to become the servant of men. Tiie hu¬ man mind is naturally selfish, there¬ fore the only way man can possibly render lowly service to others is to have the mind of Christ. Tiie only way this mind can be in us is as Christ is in us, tiie Lord of our lives. 4. By rendering justice to every¬ one (Col. 3:12:4:1). All our fellows have rights which must be recognized to accomplish wiiich tiie elect of God must put on a mind of mercy and kindness (Col. 3:12). This kind of treatment finds illustration in our home relationships —wives and husbands, parents and children, masters and servants. Fail¬ ure to render justice Is a source of discord and confusion. 5. By giving to others (Jas. 2 tll ll). Christianity shows itself In prac¬ tical living and charitable giving. To profess to have faith and be destitute of practical deeds is to give the lie to our profession. Brothers All During the World war a desperately wounded German and an equally des¬ perately wounded Englishman were ty¬ ing on tiie field side by side. They heard each other murmur “Mutter” and “Mother,” and through ignorant of each other’s language they found in “mother” a word that made them brothers. They made each other feel that they must pray together, and to¬ gether they prayed “Unser Vater der hist im Uimmel!” and “Our Father which art in heaven.”