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PIEDE:TROtTIEWISNOIRONICLE

GERMAN TERRORIST TO
DIE FOR PAL'S MURDER

MUNICH.—(J. T. A.)—The Peo-
ples Court here imposed the death
sentence upon the young nationalist
Zwengauer, who was tried and found
guilty of the murder of Baur, a young
student.

The murderer, according to evi-
dence, was a member of a terrorist
gang led by Ruge, a notorious anti-
Semite. At a meeting on Feb. 13,
Ruge exhorted the 80 members pres-
ent to make it their mission to each

assassinate at least one prominent
German Jew. Baur, it was disclosed
during the trial, was for some reason
suspected of wavering in his purpose
and Zwengauer was ordered by Huge
to execute the student.
Huge, who was also tried, was ac-
quitted of the murder charge because
of lack of evidence, but was sentenced
to one year's imprisonment on the
charge of having instigated the mur-
der of Jews.

CERTIFICATE TO BE ISSUED TO
REDEEMERS OF PALESTINE SOIL

Wait not to honor the physician till
thou fallest sick.—The Talmud.

"But what are you going to do?"
the doctor asked. "You can't attempt
to work in your present condition,
even if you were qualified for any-
thing else — stenography, for in-
stance." He hesitated a moment,
pursing his lips as if debating with
himself about something; then he said,
"I may as well tell you that your right
lung is affected. There is nothing to
be alarmed about," he added, as the
girl gave a little cry of dismay. "With
goal care and nourishing filial you
will get better, but I want to impretss
upon you that you need that care. sM'
you don't—"

.1111 think it ever," Audrey said,
interrupting him.

"Let me know in a day or two what
you decide to do," he said gravely.
"Don't worry about the lung—it will
get all right if you follow my advice.
Don't worry about writing, either.
What you need is to live life instead
of writing about it, and life can be
lived in the country. Remember, it
isn't elaboration of language which
makes good literature but greatness
of thought. It is the message your
The above is a Land Donation Certificate of the Jewish National Fund. writing conveys which counts, and the
These s.ertificates will be distributed to those contributing towards the re- best writing is always simple."
"You think I'm foolish to try to
demption of Palestine Soil, in the campaign to be conducted by „the local
committee in October. The sum of $15,000 is asked by the Detroit com- write? Audrey's lips quivered as she
mittee, in the form of dunam fend 'salesSeach dunam amounting to about asked the question.
SINCE :837
"Not at all," the doctor assured
a quarter of an acre, to be released at $20.
fur; "but I want you to give yourself
a chalice, and the best way you can
sw•red, !'I'm n writer."
do that is by going home and getting
"A writer?' Ile looked puzzled for well. Good night!"
a moment, then smiled as she said, "I
Ile held out his hand and smiled
By Lillian D. Milner.
see!—you're a journalist. What pa- down at her with a friendliness which
per are you attached to, Miss Lay- made her understand her impulse to
"Say ninety-nine!" Then, as Audrey ton?"
confide in him. Audrey was his last
Layton, her voice a little hoarse from
"I'm not attached to any paper— office patient and he had planned to
weekhess,"srepeated the number, Dr. yet," she said quietly.
spend the rest of the evening reading,
Kane said: And.again,
"
please. Keep
The doctor smiled encouragingly.
on saying it until I tell you to stop." "You're an occasional contributor, I but the sight of the pad on which he
His face was very grave as he list, suppose. Do you write under your had been scribbling, as he passed thru
the consulting room, gave him an
coed to the reverhation of the number own name or a nom de plume?"
inspiration. "I think I'll write her
through the stethescope, telling him
Again the girl's face flushed; then,
of the breaking down of the girl's acting on an impulSe •which surprised folks," he said. "She isn't a girl who
right lung, but when he laid the in- herself, she said frankly: "I'm not will give in easily, and perhaps that's
strument down on his desk, a few min- even an occasional contributor. Per- a good thnig, for she'll need all her
utes later, there was nothing about haps I should have said I'm a would- fighting spirit to overcome the start
his expression by which Audrey could he writer." She laughed again ( a ner. the disease has made. She may think
KNABE prices have been reduced since
guess the result of his examination. nous little laugh which ended in a it isn't any of my business and will
1920, while the prices of other well known
Ile signed to her to be seated and sat suppressed sob as she added: "I probably resent my interference, but
makes are now being increased.
down at his desk facing her, his thin haven't sold anything yet. I write and 'I'm going to write to Mrs. Joseph
white fingers toying nervously with a write but no editor accepts my stuff." Layton, at Hazelbrae, and ask her to
come to see me. I won't give her the
blunt pointed pencil.
She straightened her shoulders sud-
girl's address until I exact a promise
2015 'Park Avenue, Opposite Kresge Bldg.
"I know—I now I haven't got it." denlyS "I don't know why I'm telling
that my patient shall not be
The girl's breathlessness was partly you all this," she naid abruptly, as if
worried."
K 111111
due to weakeneerespiratory powers— vexed with herself; "it leas nothing to
Audrey Layton heard from her aunt
and partly caused by suppressed emo- do with what
came to see you the following (lay. It was a long,
t on; "probably fear," the doctor about."
i
"newsy" letter, telling of threshing
thought as he watched her. "I I know
"It
may
have
a
great
„deal ,to do and silo-filling, and various other ac-
smiso ■ osinesame tsemnsanos i•oosiss ostmeoemstse ■ sesiossll
1 haven't got it," she repeated, her with it," Dr. Kane saidsgravely. "Have tivities connected with the farm. "You
thin •• pale
ale face flushing slightly; yon any friends who live in the coun- don't tell as much about youself," she
"but— ' She broke off shortly and.fier „.3„
with whom you• could stay for a
narrow, slightly - rounded shoulders while? What, you need is complete complained, "I wish you would send
assume of the things you have had
shook in a paroxysm of coughing. rest and freedom from worry. You printed. I'd like to show them to the
"It's only a little cough," she said ought to live in the country altogether neighbors." She went on to tell of the
quickly, as soon as she could speak. and write there."
picking and packing of a record crop
It isn't worth bothering about.' ti er
"Oh, but I couldn't!" she exclaimed. of apples, and Audrey laid down the
dark gray eyes sought the doctor's "There's nothing to write about there letter, her heart heavy with a sudden
brown ones wistfully, pleading for ..- ,-nothing
ever happens, I mean," she rush of homesickness. She would like
confirmation of what she was saying added hastily, as Dr. Kane raised his to go back but how could she, particu-
as she 'wenton:" "I don't seem able eyebrows in surprise. "I have an
to get rid of it though, and I feel so uncle and aunt who live near Hazel- larly when Aunt Emma wanted to
tired all the time. I thought perhaps brae. Uncle Joseph—he is my fath- see the things she had had published?
She went to bed early that night
you could give me
something to help er's brother—has a big farm two miles but it was just becoming light when
build me up. I know I haven't got from the village. When my parents her cough ceased and she fell asleep,
it," she repeated a -
third time; then were killed Aunt Charlotte—she lived
catching her breath in a little laugh, in the city here—brought me up, but utterly exhausted, and dreamed that
she was at the farm. Uncle Joseph
m
shieghtad,
ded: "I was just afraid I she died when I was 13. Then Aunt was feeding the cattle and the dust
Emma, Uncle Joseph's wife, took me, from the hay and ensilage interfered
The i doctor stroked h
s clean-shaven but I went to high school at 'Aberdeen, with her breathing. She could hear
chin with his left hand as he smiled twenty miles away, and I only used to her Aunt Emma's voice calling her
gravely and nodded. Two years as go home occasionally. When I got and tried to answer back. She coughed
medical superintendent in a large through high school Aunt Emma
sanitorium for tuberculosis had made wanted me to come home and help her and the movement awakened her. She
rubbed her eyes for a moment, think-
him acquainted with the meaning of with. the work, but I wanted to write ing she was still dreaming, for stand-
the word "it." As he passed along the and make a name for myself." '-.She
corridors of the institution he had pushed -up her coat-sleeve and dis- ing at the foot of the tied, her thin,
wrinkled face looking graver and yet
often heard the patients out on the played a :Mien .silver wrist-watch. "I more kind than Audrey ever remem-
verenda assuring one another that, got that as a prize for writing an es- bered seeing it, was Aunt Emnia!
they did not have it they were just say at school."
It seemed to the girl at the time
taking a' rest. He dre.w a prescript
The doctor murmured 'a word of
tion pad towards him Aid made a row' congratulation, and she went on: that all that happened that day was
but
a continuation of her dream. Aunt
of dots with the pencil as he asked: "Aunt Emma said it was•all nonsense
Manna told her other visit to the doc-
"Where are your people, Miss Lay- My wanting to write." Uncons•iously tor as she packed her things. She
TWO STORES
ton?" she imitated her auntsssharp tone. "I did not say what he had said, but
"My father and mother are both didn't owe them anything," she ex- Audrey gathered from the old lady's
dead," she answered, explaining in en- plained in self-justification. "Father, gentle manner that she knew evety-
saver to his further inquiry that they left me some money and I asked Uncle
had been killed in a railway accident- Joseph to let me have what was left thing. The girl resented the doctor's
when she was a small child.- He had and then I coddsmake my own way having written the letter but, the need
things gone, her weakness
imagined she was a stenographer and in the -world, They didn't want me for
reasserted itself, and the resentment,
was surprised when , upon
his asking
to come'
here at first, but finally they to which she had not given voice, sub-
Osop.o.m.o.moolmoo....o.....o.ow).....o....o.moquomo....o. ■ ti her what her occupation was, she an-
gave in. I thought the money would sided, giving place to a sense of thank-
,last until I could earn my living by fulness that capable Aunt Emma was
writing, but Ws- nearly all gone and there to look after everything and
I haven't sold anything yet. I've writ- that she was• going home. Her aunt
ten some lovely descriptions of Sunset explained, as they.drosse to the station,
on the river, and autumn in'the woods, that they were to communicate with
and how the flaming beauty of the Dr. Rene by letter and •that Audrey
trees, when they 'change color with was to go end see him when spring
the first frosts, shows up by contrast came, or when she felt well enough
with dark evergreens. I couldn't go to stand the journey without fatigue.
back to Ilazelbrae and let folks know
Audrey coughed a great deal during
what I'm going to do." in
the night and Aunt Enima tiptoed in
Again her shoulders shook in a fit and out with various old-fashioned
of coughing and she leaned her - head remedies until the girl begged her to
against the desk for a moment in utter go to bed, which she at last consented
exhaustion, while the doctor wrote on to do on rendition that Audrey would
the prescription pad the word Hazel- call if she needed anything. Tears
brae" and underneath it"Joseph Lay- stung the girl's eyes as she said "Good
ton." "You haven't been home—since night." -She had not known Aunt
you came to the city?" he asked when Emnia and Uncle Joseph could be so
Audrey raised her head again.
gentle--not a word of reproach, nor
No, she answered. "I write them !even a reproachful look, for the girl
every week though and tell them I'm who had returned to them not only a
well and busily writing. I couldn't tell failure but a burden! She remem-
them I wasn't selling things. Aunt bered she had told Dr. Kane that she
Emma said in a letter once that she did not owe them anything—well, she
was coming to see me, but I wrote would never be able to say that again.
back that I was moving and that my "Dear God, give me another chance!"
address would be uncertain for some she sobbed; "give me a chance to make
time. I was in 'sing, and I didn't want things up to them!"
her to come. They don't know where
A severe winter and a late, cold
I'm living now for I told them to send spring retarded her recovery, but the
their letters t the 'General Delivery' first warm days of June brought a
here. .1 couldn't bear them to know I sense of returning strength. She was
was a failure." able to spend part of almost every day

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out of doors, watching, with an inter-
est quickened by the fact that she had
never stayed long at the farm before,
the coming up of the young plants in
the garden, and sharing her aunt's joy
in the increasing number of fluffy yel-
low chickens.

One day her uncle came home from
the village with the sad news that the
home of a poor widow, who had sev-
eral small children, had been gutted
by fire. Audrey listened attentively
as he told of what the neighbors were
-doing to help her and said that he was
going straight back again with a load
of wood and two bags of potatoes.
From what he said, the widow would
be better off, rather than poorer, as
a" result of the tire, and she contrasted
the wonderful practical sympathy of
the neighbors with the indifference she
had seen people ditfplay toward; fires
in the city.

"That is'what Dr. Kane meant by
'living life,'" she said to herself; "the
sharing of other people's troubles and
joys. I must write end tell him I un-
derstand. I'd like to tell other girls
about it, and bow- many interesting
things I've found °lithe farm. There
must be hundreds of girls working in
stores and factories, trying to get
along on very small wages, who have
left good farm homes because they
didn't understand it was their mental
attitude towards rural life that was
wrong, and nut the life itself. I won-
der!"—she caught her breath at the
thought-1. wonder if I could write
something that would make them see!
The other things I wrote were pen-
pictures, but they didn't contain any
message. I'm going to. try to do this
anyway." She lifted her face, radiant
with hope, to the cloud-flecked sky,
and said quietly: 'Wear God, I thank
You for the failure." For the first
time she was realizing, in anticipa-
tion, the joy of 'being of service to
others by means of "the written
word.

She did‘miCtell the others what she
was planning to do but Aunt Emma
guessed that she was writing again,
and Audrey often found her watching
her with the wistful look her face had
worn when she broughtSthe girl home
from the city. The old lady (lid not
know just when the manuscript was
mailed, but she knew shortly after it
had gone that it had been sent off by
the girl's eager sorting of the mail.
She shared Audrey's anxiety because
of her fear that disappointment might
bring about a relapse; fear, too, that
success would mean Audrey insisting
again upon returning to the city. The
girl had grown very dear to them, not
only because of the shadow of death
which had hung over her, but because
of the loving spirit she had shown
since her return home.

"I can't pray about it for I don't
know what I want," she confided -to
her husband. "All one can do is just
trust the Lord to make it come- out
all right in the end and"—the old
lady's voice shook — "I'm trusting
Him, Joseph." •

The old lady nodded gravely as he
did not say anything, and the very
next day he entered the kitchen, on his
return from a trip to the village, with
a long bulky envelope, addressed in
own writing, in his hand:
"She has gone to gather the eggs,."
Mrs. Layton said, looking up from
the (lough she was mixing. "Just put
that- on the table. She'll see it soon
enough. I'd almost rather now it
hadn't come back even if it meant
losing her. I can't hear for her to be
disappointed."
Her husband nodded his head in
sympathy and went out to the Oliarn.
Audrey's fare changed color as, com-
ing in a few minutes later, she caught
sight of the envelope. She gave a lit-
tle nervous laugh, a laugh which her
aunt knew smothered a sob and picked
it up and hurried upstairs. Aunt
Emma listened at the foot of the
stairs for a while. There was no
sound but she shook her head as she
went back to her work, for she could
easily imagine what was happening
up in the girl's room. Audrey would
have flung herself down on the bed
and would be sobbing herself sick.
Alittle later, as the old lady crossed
the dooryard in search of her hus-
band, she was surprised to hear Aud-
rey's voice calling joyously: "Aunt
Emma!' Aunt' Emma! Oh, do wait
a minute, please!" Her niece
• was run-
ning after her, waving a sheet of
paper.
"They're going to take it!" she
aid, forgetting in her excitement that
her aunt might not understand what
he meant, as she had not mentioned
'it" before. "I thought at first they
had rejected it, and I didn't even open
't ap but threw it in the box with the
ethers. Then something made me get
up and look at it, and I found this let-
er. The editor says, 'We have to
. ongratulate you on a very excellent
production, but it is rather long for
air purposes. If you will cut it down
o three thousand words and will take
a cent a word for it, we shall be glad
to use it. 1Ve would like to see more

Audrey's

of your work.' A cent a word—that's
thirty dollars! I'm going to,—Why,
Aunt Emma, you're crying! I thought
—" the girl's voice broke—"I thought
you'd be glad!"
am glad, dear." The old lady's
thin, wrinkled face quivered, as he
gulped down a sob. "It's just—you'll
be going back to the city agai n ,
and—"
Audrey laughed relievedly. "I'm not
going to do anything of the hind,"
she said. "I'm going to stay he, and
help you with the work. I'll "rite
things occasionally, of course, hut I
don't want to feel I have to write be-
cause I'll do better work if I write
only when I ft-el I have a message.
Ideas won't conic if you try to force
them. , Why, Aunt Emma, it's here
I've learned what living really weans!
I'm going to tell Uncle Joseph 110W,
and then I'll write and thank lie Kane
for the good advice he gave me.•
"You've thanked God, dear?" her
aunt asked, detaining her for a ma
went as she would have hurried
"The moment I read the letter, Au n t
Emma," she answered. "I thanked
Him the day I began to write it. Ns.
Oh, Aunt Emma!"—she put her hands
on the old lady's shoulders, and looked
into her faded blue eyes—"I
have to tell you things, do I?" Then
as her aunt nodded in understanding
of all she wanted to say, Audrey said
softly, "I thanked Him then for the
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