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True Narratives of Interestiad. Cases by a Former Oporative of tha William J. Burns Detective Ajancy By DAVID CORNELL (UuprrttfM bf Um) nlfnaHml iiM tuml THE POPHAM CENTER MURDER ,The Clearing Up of Puzzling Cats If yon bav been reading th dally paper at all In th last two yar you already knew something of tbe . Popham Center murder cue. Tou know for the reporter apent ocean Of word In telling you that Herman 'Bander, the twelve year old son of a .millionaire floriit at Popham Center, Pennsylvania, waa found dead on hi father's lawn one July evening with hi toy air rifle by bl aide, and ab solutely no trace of why or bow be met bis death or who waa responsible for the dastardly deed. Later it was discovered that the boy bad died from suffocation, which further complicated the mystery; for how he could have auccumbed In this fashion out there , on the open lawn on a aummer even ing waa inexplicable. , More Investi gation showed that be bad been ''choked. Tou know also how bis father, frantic with grief, bad raged, placed bl fortune at tbe disposal of anyone who could clear up the my story, and bow for weeka tbe press rang with stories of one of the most sensational man hunts In the history . of detective annals in this country. All this and more you know If you were reading the paper at the time. What you do not know, and what I propose to tell, 1 how tbe mystery waa cleared np In almost as startling a manner a that in which the crime bad been committed. Startling to the layman, that is, for to Cluffer and my self, a operative in the Burns De tective Agency, it' came merely as part of the day' work, and to us in no way differed from score of case which we were assigned to clear up in order to earn our weekly salaries. The Popham Center murder occur red on a Monday evening, and Tues day morning the paper were playing up "The Popham Center Mystery." By this name the case became known. On the Thursday following the office manager of our agency sent word for me to go in and sea the Chief. Cluf fer, another operative, a short, bow legged and good humored little Eng lishman, already was in conference with Burns. Cluffer was an old man In the office; I had been a detective 'only a few months. "Cornell," said the Chief, "we've been retained to clear up that Pop bam Center case over in Pennsyl vania. The sheriff and the police and the county detectives over there are all up in the air. They've already arrested three negroes for doing the Job. It isn't likely that they've got the right man. There i a reward of five thousand dollars offered by the boy's father. In addition to that, the father's lawyer has retained us by wire. Now, you and Cluffer go over to Popham Center and clear that thing up." I had been reading the newspaper accounts of the murder and bad been Impressed by the apparently insur mountable difficulties that lay In a so lution of the case. It seemed mighty cool of the Chief to order us to run over and clear it up, but that is the way the modern high class detective agency works. Crime and tbe dis covery of its perpetrator are only matter of business, and the high class agency handles them exactly a another kind of business office band ies an order for goods. "Have you any theory you want us to work on?" I asked. "Yes," said the Chief. "It's a rob bery crime, sure. The kid must have got bold of some money or valuables, and somebody must have put him out of the way to get them. That' the way these crimes most always shape up. I've listed two hundred of them, -and petty robbery has been the motive In 190 cases. I don't know the situa tion over there, but that's the idea I want you to base your work on until you find that I'm wrong. If I am wrong. If the thing look very Involved after you've been there three or four days, let me know by wire." I beard that Herman Bander's kid had been murdered I knew who'd dons ths job, and threw these fellers Into jail. Oh. w dont need you over here" "Have these negroes confessed T" 1 asked. "No. but they will after a few days of what we're giving em, laughed the sheriff. "Oh. we'll get 'em all Jobs, and tier were a "new band In the flower house, , learning the flor ist' trad. ; Bauder put us both to work upon our request, and we bad the run of both bouse and flower bouses and Intercourse with ths ser vants and employes without being un der suspicion as detectives. ; Then, having decided whither our theory pointed, Cluffer and I began our task of clearing np ths Popham Center my stery. All ths circumstances attendant on tb case suggested to my mind, that tha guilty party waa someone who was extremely familiar with tb Baud er household, and with ths Bander boy. The more I dwelt on the odd feature of tb case the slaying of the boy on tb lawn and the disap pearing of ths bank la tha house the mors I became convinced that no out- aider bad done this crime. It looked more and mors like tb work of some one who bad been friendly with tbe boy. I told Cluffer to work In tbe house with a view to finding tbe Mr- rant or servants who were moat in- right1 He readily agreed to I t u talk I timat with th child, and in th Bau with the prisoners. To us they told der florist establishment I bent my ef- , That was all. Cluffer and I cashed an order for expense money, packed our grips, and within two hours were whirling over New Jersey toward Pennsylvania bound for what after wards proved to be on of the most exciting experience of our live. W reached Popham Center late at night. It was a small, but exceed ingly prosperous town In the foot 'bllls of the mountains, and Cluffer land I repaired, to its single hotel. Nat urally tbe place was buzzing with talk of tha crime that for the moment had pnade it a place of national import ance. The rooms at the hotel were all taken by reporters, photographers and artists from Philadelphia and New Tork, and Cluffer and I were lucky to find two cots available In Jon end of the halL That night we snet the sheriff of the county and were amazed to find that be considered the case already settled. He had given up work on it ,:.,-iv -- "I've got the right man," he said toastfully, "got him the first crack. We don't need you wise guys from the Big City to come over here and Bhow us bow to catch crooks not over Jiere. I knew these three niggers bad been banging around . town for a ouple of days, and just aa soon as tbe same story they bad told at tbe time of their arrest: at tbe Urn the murder must have been committed they were busily engaged In shoot ing craps in a colored poolroom is the poorer part of the town. "Where did you get the money to shoot with?" asked Cluffer, suddenly. "We'd been wuhkln' for Mr. Brooks who runs tbe brickyard, wheelln' brick all day," wa tb Instant an swer. "He done paid ua off and we goe over to di place and shoots a Htt craps all evenln. Wa got folk can swear to dat" Where were yon between the time you quit work and the time you were arrested?" I shot at them. W went straight to dl poolroom,' they answered. "We wu der all deb time." Next morning w Investigated their story quietly. We found Brook at hi brickyard, and he substantiated the negroes' story about being paid off. They bad left tbe brickyard at five minute after five, and at tbe poolroom it was said tbey had ar rived at 6:15, and had remained until late at ntuht when they were ar rested. Cross off the coons," said Cluffer. "They never haa a finger in this pie. I knew It the minute I saw 'em; coons always try to look foxy when they're lying. Those coons were just plain scared. Let's go look at the situa tion." The Bauder home we found to be exceptionally striking even in that town of prosperous home. Bauder was a florist who had become a mil lionaire by investment in oil, but he still conducted, in the fields. Imme diately back of bis bouse,' the florist establishment that had given him hi tart In front of the house was the great well kept lawn upon which the 12 year old son had been foully done to death. "Mr. Bauder," I said, "did your lit tle boy have any possession on hi person or elsewhere that might tempt a robber?" "Him? That little fellow?" burst out the old man. "No, he didn't have a thing not a thing. O, bold on." He stopped a if something bad ome forcibly to his mind "Well, now,1 be said, "I never thought of that He had a savings bank with S50 in it, and I haven't seen it since besince we found him on the lawn." A hurried and thorough search of the bouse wa made for the bank. It could not be found. It was not in it accustomed place in the child's room, or elsewhere. It could not be found, "There," said Cluffer as we left the place, "is your motive. Let's get away and smoke and think It over.1 We went back to the hotel, and pro ceeded to lay out our theory. Hav ing established the fact that the child's bank with 50 in it bad dis appeared on the same night as bis murder it was apparent that the two were connected: tbe boy had been killed for the bank, slain by some mis creant who valued that paltry sum beyond a child's life. But how waa tbi connection to be established in a way to further our work? Tbe boy had been put to death ' out on the lawn. The bank usually was In hi room. There had been no burglary of the house. No one bad entered it to take the bank. How could the per son or persons, who killed the boy, get tbe bank? Did they get It before they' committed their savage crime, or afterwards? : Was - the murder the main crime, or merely an incident to a robbery? Or was the robbery a mere Incident to the murder? The chief had aald that wa prob ably would And robbery to be the mo tive. If this was o, then the person or persons who killed, the boy did so because he stood between them and thje bank. Tbey had to get him out of tbe way to get that fifty dollar. They wouldn't have killed him other wise. . But the bank Was or usually was up in the boy's room in the house, where no intruder had entered. Why should they kill the boy out on the lawn to get fifty dollar In on of tbe upper room of tbe house? ' , "Either," said I, "the boy bad caught them taking the bank or ba had the bank with him." ' Cluffer sat up rigidly. ' " "Wow!" be said. "That's 'soma hunch. Either someone had. taken the bank, and ba knew who it was and was going to tell on them, and they killed him to keep bim quiet or be bad it with bim. I believe we are beginning to see toward tbe light" Being In charge of the case 1 said: "Cluffer, I suggest that you go to work in the Bauder home and get ac quainted with the servants. I will get a job in the flower houses. I've got a hunch that points that way." Next day the Bauder home bad a new man around the bouse to do odd fort along tb same line. Three days of tbi work and w saw that our task wa to ba mora compli cated even than w bad feared. Prac tically every on of tb Ave servant In tb bouse, and all tb six employe in tha flower bouse. ' bad been chummy with tbe little fellow. He was a Strang child and bad sought bis playmates, not among other chil dren of bis own years in the village, but among tbe men and women em ployed in various capacities by bl father. Seldom If over did be stray away from the florists or servants. If he wa not to be found In tha home, a arch of tb flower house would I It wa four day later that we bad our first reward. It was about eleven at night a dark, moonlea night when Cluffer and I wr lying bidden In a hedge, that a man, clothed In a long mackintosh and wearing a cap well down over hi eyes, cam sneak ing out on tb lawn, looking hurriedly around th spot where the boy bad been found, and hurried away into the darkness befors Cluffer or I could make a move. I looked at Cluffer and Cluffer look ad at me. Without a word my part ner wgan to roll a cigarette. J "Well," h said, at last "I guess you win. Now th problem la to And wbo that guy waa who Just Inspected the scene of tb murder." . Luck favored ua tb next morning, for la th soft walk of th lawn w found tbe Imprint of a peculiar, square-toed shoe. By night I bad that pair of shoe (potted and tbey were on tb feet of a young German, named Hunemann, employed with me In Bau der Aower house! It wss a shock. Hunemann bad been tb little Bauder boy' beet friend. Among all tb employe b had been tb on to whom th llttl fallow bad taken th biggest liking, and It waa with Hunemann that ba waa moat often to be found. And Hunemann bad grieved constantly over tb llttl fellow's fata Wa It possible or bad tb poor fellow ' only gona to - the scan of murder to grieve In silence, as on might go to a beloved one' grav? A few day later it rained. "Hunemann," I said to my work- follow, "I've got to go down town. Do you happen to have a mackintosh you could let m wear for an hour or or - Hunemann atarted and looked at navla-American piers at any even, Ing.' I'll mak connection with you. .- ; s ' ' -Cluffer ." I blessed Cluffer for hi ability to make people trust bim, and took the first train for Jersey City. Orogan's saloon wu a typical wa ter front plac for th entertainment of sailors and longshoremen. I stroll ed In promptly at six, and called for glass of beer. Looking In th mirror I saw Cluffer enter, and without mor than a look at me pas behind me Into a back room. I drank my beer lowly and followed him. "I've got him trusting m to th limit," b said, when we were alone "but I'll be darned If I believe be'i our man. I've played tb crook and bragged about tbe Job I've done and so on, but be hasn't said a word about th Bauder kid." "Well," aid I. w'n And out oon enough If be' guilty. Are you strong with blmr : ' "Strongr laughed Cluffer. "Say, h think Tm tb only friend be' got In th world. He's broke, you know- "Than b must bar hidden- tb bank," I Interrupted. , "He' broke," continued Cluffer, "and I'm hi meal ticket He wouldn' leav m for a farm." "oooai , wo ve got to rak a mur der by you. Her It is: Tou Ax It to hold m up. Ton bar to shoot m. because I resist Then rou hurry away. After that you get afraid of Hunemann. Too tell him that you're afraid to stay with him because he knowa you're guilty of this crime and may give you away. Then, if you are strong with bim,1 and b wants to tay with you. he'll " "Tell m he's aa bad a I am," said Cluffer. "Rlgbt-O. Meet m her to morrow night at th aam time." '"SbodThhn cried. iTaaemann reveal him busily engaged In conver sation with one of tha florists, and If ho was not with the florists he was ?ur to be found with tbe servants, 'hus there were eleven people, S men and 8 women, wbo were bis chums. To eliminate tha Innocent ones, and fasten upon the guljty one If indeed tha guilty ona were among them waa tha task that lay before Cluffer and myself. . , At tbe and of two weeks' work we were exactly where wa bad -atarted. Not one of th eleven people on the Bauder poolroom bad shown a sign whereby be might suspect their con nection with tb crime; not one of them but seemed heart-broken and enraged over tbe fata of their erst while playmate. I'm afraid you had tha wrong hunch." said Cluffer at tha end of tha two weeks. "It begins to look that way." I said. "But I'm not willing to believe so. The mors I go over th ground the mora I am convinced that our quarry is one of 'the eleven rlgnt on this place. Cluffer, did you ever take much stock la tbe theory that a mur derer Is Inclined to revisit th seen of bl crime?" v 'Not much," said Cluffer. "But they have been known to do It" "Then to take no chance of miss ing anything, from now on we are going to keep a watch on the lawn where tha boy' body waa found. We're got to play all chances, because this looks like a hard, long chase." Cluffer didn't bav much faith in this theory, but ha good naturedly agreed to watch the lawn with me at night v;:. 'j : , me In a way I bad not seen bim look before "Why did you ask me that?" he demanded. "Because I don't want to get wet," I said, laughing. "Have you got a mackintosh?" , "Wbo told you I bad a mackintosh T" ho persisted "Nobody," I replied. "But have you got one?" "No," he said, "I bavin't I never bad one." , "Well, that's all right then," I said. "I Just asked you. . Tou needn't get sore." v But It was obvious that Hunemann waa sore. After that, he began to treat me with suspicion. He refused to be drawn Into conversation with me; refused to be wltn me at an. "Cluffer," I said that night when w met to confer. "I want you to keep an eye on Hunemann. He's getting restless and I'm afraid he's going to dnck out If be does, you follow him and wire ma where you go. He hasn't seen you around here, so you can get In right with him." V , v ; , r: My fears . were Justified and my directions to Cluffer were just In time.; Next morning Hunemann bad disappeared. So bad Cluffer. I went on with my work In the flower bouses as If nothing bad happened, impatient ly waiting word from my partner. , .- I had to wait ten days. Then cam tbi message from Jeraey City: "The bird and I are living in the cam cage. Got In with bim in Philadelphia and beat It np her with bim. We are pals. Made him believe I wa a crook. Come The next night w met In the same back room and Cluffer said:. "Wa will hold you up at ten o'clock tonight up by tbe Jeraey Boat Club's slips. It's for a hold-up. I've told Hunemann I'd a dark, lonesome place, an ideal place laid for victims there before, and he agreed to go along and help. He'd do anything .for me." ;.: 7 .' A' ' ; ' - That night wa one of th shivery times of my life. I kept my appoint ment promptly. Cluffer had described tha locality properly; It waa an Ideal pot for a hold-up. I was strolling along, apparently at ease, when sud denly Cluffer, with a handkerchief over his eyes, stepped out from be hind a building, shoved a revolver Into my face, and hissed: "Hands up!" Hunemann wa behind him. I had a good look at the hater's face, and now I saw that tha apparently soft-hearted German waa In reality of a vicious criminal type. Engaged, a he thought In an actual crime, hi face had taken on a malevolent ex pression. Ho Waa ready to kill, and I felt sura at last that my theory was right ., , , "Hands np nothing," I cried, and struck at Cluffer. "Cut that out or fll plug you," he aid. I followed him. - "Shoot bim!" cried Hunemann, bis face contorted In a frenzy. - "Shoot bim like a dog." ; .,...-; 'r 4 , Bang! went Cluffer revolver. He was so close that I felt the wad of tbe blank cartridge whizz past my head, I staggered, but kept after him. Bang! went the second. shot I stopped, stood np stiff, and collapsed. to Grogan's saloon near the Scandl-, Cluffer said afterward that I did It so well that for a second ba waa frightened. ' v, - .: ' ' He stepped forward, took a hurried look at me and, grabbing Hunemann 'by the arm, dragged bim away, say ing: "Killed . bim dead.' Sight be tween the eye. Let's get away from tbla before tbe copper come." . They ran away into tb dark. I lay still for flv minutes. Tbn I picked myself up, brushed my clothe and Want back to my hotel. Cluffer and Hunemann ran straight down to th Jersey Central freight yards and caught a through freight for Philadelphia. It wa three days later that I beard from my partner. His communication waa by telegram, and It read: "I'v got th bird caged. Rutgers lodging bouse, corner Penn and Blddl streets. Get stenogra pher with dictagraph from office. "Cluffer." Ona Ana morning a few days later found myself with two stenographers from the office In Rutger's cheap lodging house In Philadelphia, occupy ing room In each aid of th n oc cupied by Cluffer and Hunemann. Our dictographs enabled us to bear every word that wa being said by tb pair. Here I tb aallent part of tha dicta graph testimony a It now appear In tb rsoord of our agency: Cluffer "Tee, I've got to quit rou. I'm arraid to stay with jou any long er. TouT got too much on ma Tou'v got me. Tou might squeal about that Job up In Jersey City. I'm going to quit you." Hunemann ''Don't I'm a good paL ain't IT Cluffer "Tou'r no pal at all Too let ma do tha Job and you could turn ma over to tha police any time you want to and go clear yourself, be cause there Isn't anything against you.' Hunemann "How do you know?" Cluffer "Tou'v got a bold on me. and I've got no bold on you. Good bye." Hunemann "Walt a minute. tL I dona a Job once, too. Tou know that Bauder case? I bumped that kid off. Honest I did. I asked bim to let me see hi bank. H showed me th fifty dollar In It I needed fifty to give a girl I waa stuck on. I put my hand on bis mouth so he couldn't boi ler, and then I grabbed bim by tb throat and pretty soon be wa dead. Honest" Cluffer (Laughing) "Oh. you dub I Dyou think you can bunk me? Tou haven't got nerve enough to kill a flea." Hunemann "I'll show you. Here: I'll take you and show you where I bid the bank. Now will you believe I'm In a deep a you are? Now am I a good pal? Will you stick with m now?" Cluffer "Tou show m tb bank and we'll see about it" I arrested both Cluffer and Hun- matin a few evenings later when Hunemann was proudly showing bis "pal" where be bad hidden the Bau der boy's bank In the soft black dirt behind Bauder's Aower houses. ' Cluffer was, of course, released just as oon as Hunemann wa In jalL you nave read. If you read the papers, now Hunemann broke down and con fessed of his own volition to tb dis trict attorney, howhe waa sent to th electrlo chair, and bow th autopsy showed his brain to belong to the lowest criminal type of degenerates, Cluffer and I wera back in New Tork working on another case long before tbe trial came to an end. Y "I'm glad we didn't have to to on the witnes stand," said Cluffer. "H waa a dog all right but he certainly did believe that I wa his friend." And I aald, "Next time yon shoot me, don't yon aim so blame close to my bead. I can hear those wads whiszing past my bead in my sleep." ReKgion a Choice of Service Br REV. JAMES M. CRAY. D. D. Ummm NWrBM.li ill i. TEXT) "Chooa you this day whom T will srv. "-Joshua, M:li. -J These words wera spoken by Josh- aa to th nation of Israel. HO Is now an old man soon to go tb way of all tb earth, and b gathers tb leaders ; of tb peopl about bim to bav them re new their cove nant with God. tThat rnwal la practically sum med - np la tb word of tb text (1) Let us lay emphasis upon the word "aerv." Religion Is aerv Ice, whether It be a fall religion or th true on that w bav la mind ' So far a th ab stract question of service is con cerned, on neither loses nor gains by accepting Christianity. "Know y not" says tb apostl Paul, "that to whom y yield yourselves servants to obey hi servants y are to wbom ya obey, whether of sin onto death or of obedience unto righteousness?" Ther may b a change of masters or a ohang In th character and tb re wards of service, but so far as err- change.. When, therefore, on Is en treated to take Christ' yoke upon him It I not a If h bad never worn a yoke before, but only a question as to whether he would remain In the bonds of Iniquity or obey on In, tb keeping of whose commands there I great reward: (t) Let us lay empbasla upon "choose." Religion I a matter of choice, for men may aerv God or not a tbey please. Of course be may compel a man to serve bim, but ordi narily be does not do this, a man would be merely a machine if he did. Tbi liberty of choice is man's glory and also his peril. Aa Whittler says: Thouvh Ood be rood, and free be hMTii No force dmn can love eofiipel: And though the eon of sins forgiven p&y sound throush lowest hell; The sweat persuasion of his vyle , Respects thy sanctity of will H ivth day: thou hast thy choice t To walk In darknMS still. ULITZER'S HOUR, OF EA$E Whim of Great Journalist Had to Be Scrupulously Observed by His - 'Attendanta. After lunch the late Joseph Pulitzer always retired to bis cabin for a ales- I use th Word "siesta," but. as a matter of fact, It Is quit inadequate to describe tha peculiar function or ceremony for which I have chosen it as a label. What took plac on these occasions waa this: Mr. Pulitzer lay down on bia bed, sometimes In pajamas, but mor often with only hia coat and his boots removed, and ona of bia secretaries, usually tha German - secretary, sat down in an armchair at the bedside with a pile of books at bis elbow. At word from Mr. Pulitzer the secre tary began to read in a clear, lncisiv voice some historical work Sueton ius' "Live," Green' "HUtory." Ua- caulay'a "Essays" or torn German play or novel. - After a few minutes Mr. Pulitzer would say, "Softly." and th secre tary's voice was lowered until, though it was still perfectly audible. It as sumed a monotonous and soothing quality. After a while tbe order came, Quit softly." At this point tha read er ceased to form bis words and com menced to murmur Indistinctly, glv. Ing an effect such aa might be pro duced by a person, reading aloud In an adjoining room, but with th connect!. Ing door closed, (S) Let us ' lay emphasis upon "you." "Judge therefore yourselves, brethren, that ye be not Judged of the Lord." Let every other personality fade from your consideration and consciousness, and think only of your own solitariness In the Dlvln pres ence when "Every on of us shall give an account of himself to God." In every congregation where tbe gos pel Is preached Satan entraps indi viduals In tbe snare of self-deception by helping them to lose themselves In the mass. . How Is It with you? Tou may have attended church all your life and yet never personally, ' consciously, definitely, and irreversi bly made a choice to serve God through Jesus Christ Will yon do It now? ' ' U) Let us lay emphasis on "tbi day." There la peril In delay. The young prince. Napoleon, In th Zulu war, wa on day riding at tb bead of a squad outside tb camp. , It was dangerous position and some on said: "We bad better return or w a unit iuw w w my. Oh. saia in prince, iei us ; stay here ten minutes and drink our coffee." Before the' ton minutes elapsed tbe Zulus were upon them and the prince lost bia Ufa When hi sorrow-stricken mother heard It ah exclaimed: "Ah, that waa bl mistake from babyhood; be waa ever , pleading for. ten minute more. On y this account I sometimes called bim Mr. Ten Minutes." How many nave lost their souls If not their bodies by ; a Ilk procrastination? God commands yon , to choose bim today. Does a human monarch in dulge hia subjects in delay when th . edict baa- gona forth for their obedi ence? How, then, can wa trifia with tbe law of God? ,v-'y ..-..3l ; And then think of tb privilege. "Now 1 the accepted Urn, today Is -the day of aalvatlon." -What tomor row may mean we do not know, nor even that there shall be ' tomorrow. For millions tomorrow will not be. "Wherefore," It Is written, today If ya , will hear his voice, harden not your earta." . ' What Is Meant by Serving God? What -Indeed, but to yield our wills to bim that ba may bav his will in us In all things? That will 1 revealed in hi word, and a we read and meditate upon It, a It 1 preach- muring, jur., mutter remained mo tionless, it was to be assumed that he was asleep,, and tbe secretary's duty was to go on murmuring until Mr. Pulitzer awok and told bim to top or to commence actual reading again. This murmuring might last for two hours, and It waa a very difficult art to acquire, for at the slightest change In the pitch of th vole, at a sneeze or a cough, Mr. Pulitzer would wake with a start and an unpleasant quarter of an hour followed. Ameri can Magazine. .. v;,7j::3 victory ff.o:.i vvchld 7s"er' Genius First Found Recogni tion When He Wrote "The Flying Dutchman." It v ss in Kipa, on tbe Russian side " t' T -""is, that Warnwr spent the ! f 1 "3 El, w l.i-o. ha few ' , cr ft i -t 3 j !- bis debts, so heand Minna hia first wife were smuggled In disguise to the nearest seaport Before putting to sea he had come upon the poet Heinrich Heine's version of the legend of the "Flying Dutchman," and the sa voyage was to make the story vital in his mind and to inspire' h!m v. ' h the music for the first work in the I.iiii..f ' .1 ; "i the Wapwr of s wes rpTf " I. t ! ! f t s r. t : 5 I . - 1 ..J t Decken. He was a stanch seaman and would bav bis own way In spite of th devit In doubling the Cape of Good Hope the wind beaded him, and Van der Decken walked th deck, swearing at such an ill wind. Just after sunset a vessel signaled bim, asking if be did not mean to go Into the bay that n! ht. Van dr rrlcen .:-:l:' 1,'ay I fce Urna:!y c " I di, V i I bf t abovt 1 'V " J ct I . amf Aa I ft si y 1 5 t 11 it T. :p1 1 t Heine softens tbe doomsday judg ment with hope springing from love. The devil promises Van der Decken release if be can find a woman who will be faithful to bim Until death. For that quest he Is allowed to land every seven years. Ke trice! with failure after failure, tl'.l fna'Iy be falls li with a Ecotcb m "!-!.. -:et whose . t :,Aor bus aire?1';' 1 nvi t's l ' y f 1 fom'ot a r "1 I eb- i. i I 1 S t 9 1 1 1 1 llevlng bim a prosperous seaman, brings him home she at once recog nize bim and determines to sacrifice herself to .save him. But he loves her too much to let her do it and is about to sail away alone when, true to her vow, she ascends a high rock, whence she throws herself into the sea. The spell is broken and tbe united lovers enter into eternal rest V.'agner iert to th' rnore V--.irt!f'il ? i rop"3 r r. iii if 'i l -i f - . I l ! t t i i ', t .tv, ii .j t..'t If, after ten minute of this mur- eA an( expounded unto us In the pow. er of bis Holy Spirit it 4s ror us to follow where It leads. Hi grace la promised to enable ua to do tbla " The first tep. nowever, is to eon-.- fees bis son Jesus Christ as Saviour and Lord. : No man Is a soldier until he has enlisted, subscribed the oath and donned tbe uniform, and ao in the army of tbe Lord, be who would belong to It' must comply with simi lar conditions. When the countrymen of Jesus aald to bim. "What .must we do that we may work the works of God?" Jesus answered, "This la the work of God that ye believe on him whom he bath sent." To believe oa : him Is not merely to admit that h once lived on this earth and that ha waa crucified, and died and ' rose again from tbe dead. The demon believe this and tremble. But it Is to trust him and give ourselves over to bim to be saved, and cleansed from s!n and guided and controlled by his spirit If you have never don this, lot c e or- you to do it row, a roar eye fI ifn ties wors. This, ." r t t vel X Is t mean- if ; a w "CI...; yea , i v. i l v J f ""a" that it was not suitable to Cermany. "Fool that I was." he says, "I had fan cied It waa suitable to Germany alone, alnce It 1 struck on chords that can only vibrate in the German breast" Ee endured Paris until 1842, when he turned bis face toward th Rhine. Would Cerniany be any better? It v 's only a phort time until she real i 1 en bearing the "Flying Dutch r -i" tl ;:...t a new genius hud fcrokea f - i In ths terrible force of i s r i ;.:o. Aiaa and hotn:y f ; v wvst auasta of or?i'iiu.:'y. u i t ;
The News-Record (Marshall, N.C.)
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Nov. 1, 1912, edition 1
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