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Comedy of Youth Foun <?reat Play of the Sa From Phototfr; Copyright, 1913, by D CHAPTER XXVII. New Revelations. THY, how do you do. Sir GermroY aid?" and Hawkes went 7 across quickly with outstretched hand. Hawkes," replied Jerry, too flDnsaccupied to return the act of saiu tacica. instead he nodded In the dlPeg had pone and questioned: "~Wfcat does she mean?going in a ciintJtes?" rSie Is -returning to America. Our '?emz of guardianship is over. She ah saoiscDely refuses to stay here any long ear. My duties In regard to tier, out s&Sa of the annual payment provided ?r- 5?>er late uncle, end today." replied ^ lawyer. , think not, Hawkes." ; "I J&eg your pardon?" ?Jte the chief executor of the late Singsnorth's will i must be satiscbat its conditions are complied to the spirit as well as to the .IHErijr, sum jerry auiui>ti?.n>c;.?. *15r. Kingsnortb expressly stipulat aS. rAat a year was ro elapse before obet definite conclusion was arrived at. 33r Ear only a montb bas passed." ebe Insists on returning to ber tacekse,** protested Mr. Hawkes. "fSave you told her tbe conditions of <cslll?" *Q*rtainly not Mr. Kingsnortb disrSBCSJp stated she was not to know K2fces^ tinder exceptional circum-sfcsaces. I consider tbe circumstances ctw=3; exceptional." am afraid I cannot agree wltb Sir Gerald." ^STaat is a pity. But it doesn't alter sarj- iatention." mnv I ask wbat that inten* 35?azi is?" " 3<? carry out the spirit of Mr. ffiEssgsnorth's bequest" "*13Lnd what do you consider the spiral '*? tfclnk we will best carry out Mr. SSEazgsoortb's last wishes by making &2OTTJQ the conditions of his bequest to JSSfiosO'Connell and then let her decide <as&Mtfeer she wishes to abide by them oraaot." JEs*. Chichester came Into the room rraxL went straight to Jerry. At the time AJarlc burst in through the sgacrSea and greeted Jerry and Hawkes. -iieard you were here"? began .Met, Chichester. Serry interrupted her anxiously. Chichester, I was entirely to Ctfaicee for last night's unfortunate "^asir-ess. Don't visit your displeasure <nE TS&e poor little child. Please dont!" *=?snrie came down the stairs with a 'Exsnawd. not to say mortified, expression *aBE ifcrts face. Underneatn ms leri arm fiefbtild tightly a shabby little bag aDd 3* fipesbly wrapped op parcel. In bis TZrfvt .band, beld far away from bis <&s<iy, -was the melancholy and ple^Sffisesque terrier, Michael. 3fes. Chichester looked at blm In horxter. -"Where are you going with those? itftzESS?" she gasped. put them in a cab. madam," an^jwcrt?d the humiliated footman. "Your JuSaoe'-s orders." ~23at tbose articles in a traveling Itecg. Use one of my daughter's," or eSerad the old lady. ""Sfonr niece objects, madam. She aBBsrsie'll take nothing away she didn't her." Une grief stricken woman turned --zezszy as Jarris passed ont Alaric Stis? to comfort her. Bnt the strain -nsC .tie mornlflg had been too great ~S?& .looked cheerfully at Jerry and y^ssfHid as he said: -? >?ren offered to marry her If she'd -Couldn't do more than that, OKfifl I?" Starry -returned Alarlc's smile as he .racked: - Ycra -offered to marry her?" . Alaric noddedv ""Poor little wretch!" *S>?wn the stairs came Peg and Ethel. SfTS.-Chlcbester looked at Peg through caifSfcy eyes and said reproachfully: '*^EChy that old black dress? \Vby Dot <TGe-of the dresses 1 gave you?' '"This is the way I left me father, an' Is the way I'm gain' back to him!" i'eg sturdily. "?'ju ie Aiut goln?, I'eg," said Jerry au<3 positively. ***Vtio's golo' to stop me?" ~0?ne chief executor of the late Mr. IftLicgsaurth's will." "An' who is thatf ".Air. jerry, ieg:' "You an executor?" *J. ?33. Sit down?here In our midst? : jjad know why you have been here all . rfce.- past month." He forced Peg gently Into a chair. " "Have you ever wondered at tho real k<soc you were brought here to this .^acuse and the extraordinary interest x'zdfcea in you by relations who until a uiaosth ago had never even bothered '&c-ut your existence?" have, indade," Peg answered. whenever Pve asked any one I've ;rJ-v<"?.ys been told It was me uncle's Tv-fob-" PEG | O' MY HEART t By J. Hartley Manners ded by Mr. Manners on His me Title?Illustrations iphs of the Playodd, Mead O Company | "And it was. Indeed, his keenest de I sire just before bis death was to atone j In some way for his unkludness to your j mother." I "Nothln* could do that." and Peg's I lips tightened. "That was why he sent for you." CnniHn' fni- mu Trnn't hrintr mo nnnr I UCUVULI iUI UiV *t V4J i r W. . i mother back to life, will it?" "At least we must respect bis inten tions. He desired that you should be j given the Advantages your mother had i when she was a girl. "In justice to yourself." proceeded ' .Terry, "you must know that he set I aside the sum of ?1.000 a year to be I paid to the lady who would undertake your training." I Peg sprang up and walked across to i her aunt and looked down at her. j "A thousand pounds a year!" She turned to Jerry and asked: "Does she get a thousand a year for abusin' me? i Well, what do ye think of that?" cried J Teg, gazing curiously at Mrs. Chiches| ter. "A thousand pounds a year for ! makin' me miserable, an' the poor dead man thinkin' he was doin' me a favor!" "I tell you this." went on Jerry, "because I don't wnnt you to feel that yon have been living on cbarity. You have j not." Pep suddenly blazed up: "Well, I've been made to feel It" and she glared passionately at her aunt 1 Teg's anger gave place to just as sudj den a twinge of regret as she caught I sight of Ethel, white faced and staring'at her compassionately. She went ! across to Ethel and buried her face on her shoulder and wept as she wailed: | "Why wasn't I told? I'd never have stayed! Why wasn't I told?" % And Ethel comforted her. "Don't cry, dear," she whispered, j "Don't The day you came here we were beggars. You have literally fed I and housed us for the last month." Poor Mrs. Chichester looked at her daughter reproachfully. Peg grasped the full meaning of Eth el's words: "And will ye have nothin' If I go away?" Peg persisted: "Tell iue?are ye ralely dependin' on me? Spake to me. Because if ye are 1 won't go. I'll stay with ye. I wouldn't see ye beggars for the wurrld. I've been brought up amongst them, an* I know what it 1s." i Suddenly she took Ethel by the shoulders and asked In a voice so low that none of the others heard her: "v?'as that the reason ye were goin' last night?" Ethel tried to stop her. The truth illumined Ethel's face, and Peg saw it and knew. "Holy Mary!" she cried. "And it was I was driviir' ye to it Ye felt the insult of it every time ye met me, as ye said last nlsht Sure, if I'd known, dear, I'd never have hurt ye, I , wouldn't. Indade I wouldn't!" Sbe turned to the others. "There, It's all settled. I'll stay with : ye, aunt, an' ye can taehe me anything ye like. Will some one ask Jarvis to ' bring back my bundles an' Michael? I'm goin' to stay!" Jerry smiled approvingly at her. Then be said: i "That is Just what I would have expected you to do; but my dear Peg. there's no need for such a sacrifice." "Sure, why not?" cried Peg excited' ly. "Let me sacrifice meself. I feel like it this minit." "There is no occasion." He walked over to Mrs. Chichester and addressed her: "T nnma hopo thia mnpnlnf with Rnmo I very good news for you. 1 happen to be one of the directors of Gifford's bank, and I am happy to say that It I will shortly reopen its doors, and all the depositors' money will be available for them In a little while." Mrs. Chichester gave a cry of Joy. "Oh. Alaric!" she Exclaimed. "My darling Ethel!" "A panic in American securities, in which we were heavily interested, j caused the suspension of business," exi plained Jerry. "The panic is over. ! The securities are rising every day. We'll soon be on easy street again." Jerry looked at Peg. She canght his eye and smiled, but it had a sad wistfulness behind It "Sure, they don't want me now. I'd better take me cab. Good day to ye." A pKa pfoi^o^ nii^nbltr fnr tha /Innt* AUU DJLI^ Dial LV.U vjuiv?aij * v. maw vtvvk* Jerry stopped her. "There is just one more condition of Mr. Kingsnorth's will that you must j know.. Should you go through your course of training satisfactorily to the age of twenty-one you will inherit the sum of ?5,000 a year." "When I'm twenty-one I get ?5,000 a year?" gasped Peg. "If you carry out certain conditions." "An* what are they?" "Satisfy the executors that you are worthy of the legacy." 1 "Satisfy you?" "And Mr. Hawkes." Peg looked nt the somewhat uncomPjrtable lawyer. { "Mr. Hawkes! Oh-o! ImJadel" She turned back to Jerry. "Did he know li about the five thousand? When I'm twenty-one?" "He drew the will at Mr. Kings- a uortb's dictation," replied Jerry. b "Was that why ye wanted me to be si engaged to ye until 1 was twenty-one'/" she asked the unhappy lawyer. "Come. come. Miss O'Connell," said a Elawkes. "What nonsense?"' a "Did you propose to Miss Margaret?" queried Jerry. h "Well," hesitated the embarrassed lawyer?"in a measure?yes." "That's what It was," cried Peg, with a laugh. "It was very measured. No wonder the men were crazy to kape ^ me here an' to marry me." Then Jerry spoke to the others, "Now may 1 have a few moment alone with ' my ward?" pi Peg stared at Jerry Incredulously. "Ward? Is that me?" s< "Yes, Peg. 1 am your legal guardian tc ?appointed by Mr. Kingsnortb." "You're the director of a bank, the ^ executor of an estate, an' now ye're roe guardian. What do ye do with yer spare time?" Jerry smiled and appealed to the others: "Just a few seconds?alone." "Will you write to me?" urged Jerry ] when he and I'eg were alone. "What for?" "Peg. my dear!" He took both of ' her hands in his and beut over her. Just for a moment was Peg tempted j to jleld to the embrace. Had she done so the two lives would have changed in that moment. But the old rebellious spirit came uppermost. and she looked at him defiantly and cried: "Are you goin' to propose to me I too?" j That was the one mistake that sep- j jE arated those two hearts. Sir Gerald h, drew back from her?hurt Iie Jarvis came quietly in: id, * - T~T o TTtlrAO POTTO mfoo 4 f rrtll fl r A I itl 1 Lid >? aco ouj u? ukMw?| m y vw ( goinp: to catch the train"? |sl "I'll catch it," said Peg impatiently. jc and Jarvis went out. te Peg looked at Jerry's back turned eloquently toward her as though in ai rebuke. I h "Why in the wurrld did I say that! p to him?" she muttered. "It's me Insh^'ei tonpue." She went to the door and lo opened it noisily, rattling the handle loudly, hoping he would look around, is Under her breath she murmured: "Goodby, Misther Jerry,' an' God. ft bless ye, an' thank ye for bein' so nice gi to me." And she passed out | hi In the hall Peg found Ethel and j ci Hawkes waiting for her. They put her between them in the cab, and, [ I with Michael in her arms, she drove pi through the gates of Regal Villa nev- ft er to return. ai O CHAPTER XXVIII. ar After Many Days. a] FRANK O'CONXELL stood on the quay that morning in July and tl watched the great ship slowly , e. In thl-mirrh thft heads. I j. on lu^iug iu iuivu0u i ^ and his heart beat fast as he waited ^ fmpatiently while they moored her. tc His little one had come back to him. Amid the throngs swarming down ^ the gangways he suddenly saw his u daughter, and he gaTe a little gasp of jc surprised pleasure. ^ They reached O'Connell's apartment It had been made brilliant for Peg's i, return. There wore flowers every- fl, where. His heart bounded as he saw Peg's rj face brighten as she ran from one ob- C1 ject to another and commented on them. v, "It's ;he grand furniture we have now, father!" "Do ye like it, Peg?" S( "That I do. And it's the beautiful picture of Edward Fitzgerald ye have Al.. 1 t UU tui? >VU11 lUCICi jr "Ye mind bow I used to rade ye his life?" tr "I do indade. It's many's the tear tl I've shed over him an' Robert Emmet" "Then ye've not forgotten?" tl "Forgotten what?" e( "All ,ve learned as a child, an' we g talked of since ye grew to a girl?" 51 "I h:ive not. Did ye think I would?" "No. Pe?. I didn't Still, I was won- h" dbfi'ln* "What would I be doin' forgettin' the thiugs ve taught me?" tc "An' what have ye been doin' all tl those long days without me?" e; He raised the littered sheets of his fo' manuscript and showed them to her. "This." She looked over her shoulder and a read: ? n] "From 'Buckshof to 'Agricultural Organization.' The. History of a Gen- A eration of English Misrule, by Frank | Owen O'Connell." p; She looked up proudly at her father. e; "It looks wondberful, father." V' "I'll rade it to you in the long evenfn's now we're together acain." "Do, father." ai "An* we won't separate any more, 01 Peg. will we?" "We wouldn't have this time but for yon, father." "What made ye come back so sudden-like?" di "I only promised to stay a month." "Didn't they want ye any longer?" gi "In one way they did an' in another they didn't It's a long history?that's cj what it is. Let us sit down here as we tc used to in the early days an' I'll tell re ye the whole o' the happenin's since I ,-4<- ? '* m idt ? She softened some things and omit- lo ted others?Ethel entirely. That episode should be loeked*forever In Peg's n< heart a,' Jerry she touched on lightly. "There's one thing. Peg; that must G part us some day -when it comes to you," he finally said. "What's that, father?" tc "Love, Peg." t( Sbe lowered Her eyes and said notb- i jg- : "Has it come? Has it Peg?' I Sbe burled ber face on bis breast 1 nd, tboQgb no sound came, be knew y the trembling of ber little body tbat tie was crying. So It bad come Into ber life. The cblld be bad sent away a montb go bod come back to blm transform. 3 in tbat little time into a woman. The cry of youtb and tbe call of life ad reached her beart. 1 After awhile he stood up. < "Ye'd betther he goin* to bed. Peg." J "All right father." She went to the door. Then she topped. "Ye're glad I'm home, father?" He pressed h er closely to bim. j "I'll never lave ye again," sbe wblsered. I All through that night Peg lay awake, , ?arching through the past and trying > pierce tbrougb the future. Toward morning sb6 slept, and In a 'hiding dream she saw i body float 1 "I love you, Peg," said Sir Gerald. ig down a stream. She stretched out i er band to grasp 1t when the eyes \ let hers, and the eyes were those of a j jad man?and the man was Jerry! j She woke trembling with fear, and j ie turned on the light and huddled ito a chair and sat chattering with irror until she heard her father mov- , ig In his room. She went to the door ad asked him to let ber go In to bim. e opened the door and saw his little eg. wild eyed, pale and terror strick1, standing on the threshold. The ok in her eyes terrified him. , "What is it. Peg. me darlin'? What " it?" She crept In and looked up Into his ice with her startling eyes, and she 1 rasped him with both of her small ands and in a voice dull and hopeless led despairingly: "I dreamt be was dead?dead! An' 1 couldn't raobe him. An' be went on 3 ist me?down the stream?witb bis ice upturned." The grasp loosened. J id 1nst as she slipped from him 'Connell caught her in his strong ' ms and placed her gently on the sofa, 1 ad she fell asleep. Those first days following Peg's reirn found father and child nearer ich oxher than they had been since lat famous trip through Ireland when e lectured from the back of his his>rical cart She became O'Connell's amanuensis. ' uring tfie day she would go from j brary to library in New York verify tg data for her father's monumental ( ork. ' 1 One evening some few weeks after, , er return she was In her room pre- , nring to begin her night's work with er father wben she heard the bell , ng. That was unusual. Their call- , rs were few. She heard the outer , Dor open, then the sound of a distant ] oice mingling with her father's. , Then came a knock at her door. j "There's somebody outside here to ie ye. Peg." said her father. I "Who is it, father?' "A perfect sthranger?to me. Be f nick now." vA kAfi fnntctona na out; ucaiu uci auiuc> ? ev ito the little^ sitting room and then , le hum of voices. Her father was talking. She opened , ae door and walked in. A tall, bronz- ; 1 man came forward to greet her. [er heart almost stopped. She tremled violently. Tha next moment Jer7 had clasped her hand in both of < Is. i "How are yon. Peg?" He smiled down at her as he used ; > in Regal Villa, and behind the smile ; lere was a grave look in his dark ; res and the old tone of tenderness in Is voice. "How are you. Pug?" he repeated. "I'm fine, Mr. Jerry." she replied In daze. Then she looked at O'Connell, r ad she hurried on to say: I "This Is my father, Sir Gerald' dair." I "We'd inthrodu?ed ourselves al>ady," said O'Connell good naturedly, I ring the unexpected visitor all the hlle. "And what might ye be doin' t t New York?" he asked. t "I have never se< n America. I take ^ a Englishman's interest in what we ace owned"? "An* lost through misgovernment" "Well, we'll say misunderstanding." j, "As they'll one day lose Ireland." v "I hope not The two countrle# un- ^ srstand each other better every day." e The bell rang again. Peg started to n ), but O'Connell stopped her. "It's McGinni9. This is his night to J y ill and tell rae the politics of the'd iwn. I'll take Mm into the next ^ ?om, Peg, until ye: visitor is gone." 1: "Oh, please," said Jerry hurriedly c a ? -A?? A ??3 iltA /3/<kS\T? 1_ I ] ) [1(1 tUKiny a step IUWUIU iuc uvw, ~ w me to call some other time!" "Stay where ye are!" cried O'Con- _ ?11, harrying oat as the bell rang jain. . "I want to ask ye somethln', Sir, I erald," she began. j "Jerry!" he corrected. "Please forgive me for what I said J > ye that day. It was wrong of me ! > say it Yet it was Just what ye J night have expected from me. Bat r pe'd been so fine to me?a little no- I body?all that wondberful month that I" It*a hart me ever since, an' 1 didn't lare write to ye. It would have looked like presumption from me Bat now that ye've come here ye've found me oat, an' I want to ask yer pardon, an' 1 want to ask ye not to be angry tvitb me." "I couldn't be angry with yoa, Peg." p He paused, and as be looked at ber the reserve of the held In. self contained man was broken. He bent over aj her and said softly: " "Peg. 1 love yon I" & The room swam around her. al "Was all ber misery to end? vi Did this man come back from the el mists of memory because he loved her? a] She tried to speak, but nothing came g from her parched lips and tightened throat Then she became conscious that he was speaking again, and she listened ~ to him with all her senses, with all her heart and from her soul. "1 knew you would never write to Si me. and somehow 1 wondered Just how vs much you cared for me?if at all. So f( 1 came here. I love you. Peg. 1 wnnt yon to be my wife. 1 want to ^ cure for yon and tend you and make ? you happy. 1 love you!" Her heart leaped and strained. N C1 "Do you Jove me?" she whispered. and her voice trembled and broke. "I do. Indeed 1 do. Be my wife." if "But you have a title," she pleaded. A "Share It with me," be replied. m "Ye'd be so ashamed o' me." cj "No, Peg; I'd De proud of yon. 1 j lot-e you." ' \ G( Pep broke down and sobbed. "1 love you. too, Mlsther Jerry." In a moment she was in his arms. ^ It was the first time any one had touched her tenderly besides her fa- s< tber. tt Jerry stroked her hair and looked ir nto her eyes and smiied down at her ^ pringly as be asked: ^ "What will your father say?"* She looked happily up at him and inswered: 'Do you know one of the first things ^ ne father taught me when I was^Just 01 i little child i" si "It was from Tom Moore, 'Oh. there's tc ors of the said Mrs. Margaret E. juyon, de- r( eased, that they be and appear before me, n the Court of Probate, to be held at Abbe- ^ ille Court House, on Saturday, the 14th w ay of August, 1915, after publication heref, at 11 o'clock in the forenoon, to show a( ause, if any they have, why the said Ad- w linistration should not be granted. Given under my hand and seal of the ai lourt, this 31st day of July, in the w ear of our Lord one thousand nine hun- , red and fifteen and in the 140th year of Sl friflenenilpneo m Published on the 4th day of August, ?i !)15, in the Press and Banner and on the ourt House door for the time required d< y law. 7. F. MILLER. w .Tudere of Probate. fil No. 666 Thi? it a prescription prepared especially nj or MALARIA or CHILLS 6. FEVER. rc Trve or six doses will break any caie, and f taken then at a tonic the Fever will not eturn. It acts on the liver better than 2?lomel and docs not gripe Qr sickca. 25c ui notour Dair so swm iu iu??us lutes a] Fouug dreapa.'" x When O'Connell came Into the room jr ater he realized that the great sum- . aoons had come to bis little girl. The thought came to him that he c< was about to clve to England his h( Jaughter In marriage! Well, had head taken from the English one of her ci fairest daughters as bis wife? gi And a silent prayer went up from a] Sis heart that happiness would abide ^ with bis Peg and her Jerry and that . their romance would last longer than ^ bad Angela's and his. a ti AFTERWORD. * OJ AND now the moment has come to a< take leave of the people 1 have k lived with for so long. Yet. d< though 1 say "Adieu!" I feel it n( Is only a temporary leave taking. Their lives are so linked with mine that some day in the future 1 may be e tempted to draw back the curtain and show the passage of years in their Sl rarious Uvps. tl Some day with O'Connell we will w rislt Peg In her English home and see the marvels time and love have C( wrought upon her. But to those who . knew her in the old days she is still the same Teg o' My Heart?resolute. loyal, unflinching, mingling the laugb ^ with the tear, truth and honesty her hi DearocE. We will also visit Mrs. Chichester m and hear of tier little grandchild, born jj. In Berlin, where tier daughter, Ethel. ^ met and married an attache at the embassy and bas formed a salon. It will be a grateful task to revive v< old memories of those who formed the ni foreground of the life story of one oj whose radiant presence shall always m live in my memory, whose steadfast ness and courage endeared her to all. j whose influence on those who met her and watched her and listened to her was farreaching, since she epitomized tc In her small body aJI that makes woman lovable and man supreme?honor, faith and love! SI Adieu, Peg o' My Heart! . el THE END. m si tc rhe State of South Carolina, tt ABBEVILLE COUNTY. s< 'robate Court.?Citation for Letters of cs Administration. A iy J. F. Miller, Esq., Judge of Probate. E Whereas, Alph Lyon hath made suit tl o me, to grant him Letters of Adrainistraion of the Estate and effects of Mrs. Mar aret E. Lyon, late of Abbeville County, th eceased. These are therefore, to cite and admon3h all and singular the kindred and eredi- p< BEAT BRITAIN . A? THE SOUTH i (Manufacturers -Record.) The Rev. Len. G. Broughton, D. known throughout the North and ^est as well as throughout the South 5 one of the foremost ministers of tis section, in the following article cpresses, with the emphasis which ways characterizes his wellmaatred ews, his opinion in regard to the Torts#that are being-made to arouse it.nirnnisTn in the South to Great ritain because of the ability of that mntry, through its command of the sas, to keep cotton out of Germany. -Editor Manufacturers Record. , It is hard for me to understand the Tort of some public men in the Duth who seem to feel that the salition of the country depends upon >rcing England and her Allies to op holding up their -coton while on s way to Germany or to her Allies, omehow they seem unable to dis iminate between,the ethic in Engnd's policy of search/and hold-up I that which is contraband and manestly on its way to Germany or her, Hies, and Germany's policy of sublarine murder without search or . lance of life even for American citens though they travel on unarmori merchant vessels. One is lawful nd the other is highway assassinaon. -f England has a perfect right to arch and hold up stuff on its way > Germany which will aid Germany i carying on her war of broken eaties and damndble brutality and isatiable greed for other territories, ich as little peace-loving Belgium, ngland has a legal right to blockade ermany if she can do so, and more-7 fer, she has a moral right?the ime moral right that I would have > keep an assassin from my home, id legally Germany has the right > blockade England if she can do so i a legitimate way. She has ?" 1 ght to prevent England from rejiving anything from us that would elp her. <'v The trouble with Germany is, she xnnot exercise her right in this re-V ird. Her ships of protecton are l locked up by England's great naY, and the only thing she can do to practice her illegal and immormethod of submarine assassinaon. Any clear-minded person is able > see the difference. England's jlicy is legitimate and the practice ? all wars with reerard to the block le of the enemy. Germany's policy is illegitimate. It 5es not provide for the safety of inDcent passengers, but without a ord of warning hurls them into ;ernity. ? There can be no defense at all for ich conduct, and no effort to shift le responsibility is going to succeed _ ith fair-minded American people, re knOw right from wrong in this )untry. We know the methods of istice and equity, and we are not ring to lend our influence in the ightest to such methods as Germany is been practicing in this war. i I am afraid that the cry from , any in the South is purely for potical ends. As I have gone up and )wn the country I find that the ranlf id file of the people, including the >rv hn sin ess men. are besrin- . ing to see through the situation and H penly take their stand against Ger- H any's actions. <jH A man, however, who desires to ay politics hopes to arouse senti- Hj ent and curry favor with the cot- H in interests, because cotton is being Hj ?pt out of Germany, but they are H ring to find that that effort will fail. fl heer prosperity itself, if nothing se, will defeat it. In just a few onths more, when peace gets . in Hi ght, this country, including the cot- Hi >n interests, is going to experience le greatest prosperity it has ever sen. . The whole of Europe practiilly will have to be rehabilitated and MB merica is the only country to do it. urope will demand in the near fu- SM ire everything that we can produce, |9j /en our men. Anybody can see lis at a glance. ufl But aside from this commercial asset, England and her Allies are not 'sponsible for this war. I was in HH ngland for three years before the BM ar and six months after the war HH :tually began. I was in close touch |H ith the people who manage things, |B id I know that Germany forced this H9 ar, and I know further, if she tould by any chance succeed in her ethods, which are so absolutely di- S| jolical, it would mean the end of jmocracy in Europe, if not in the orld. until thp would P-ot readv tn i^H ?ht another bloody war. The only way for peace to abide ^B| to disarm and bring to repentance BH -such repentance as will never be HH >rgotten?the rabid, war-menacing: ation of Europe, which has held Eu- |^H >pe in a spell of fright for the past ^Hj L) years. >^^9 There is no use whining "peace" flB itil this is done. h^H