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THREE DAY

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PETER'S "volce, cold with anger, broke into his sentence. He said only a few words and without giving Danchenoff a chance to answer broke the connection.

The director walked slowly back to the rehearsal. It was not so 'much now that he was angered. His curiosity was aroused. his im- agination Intrigued.

"Mr, Tarandal" he said under his breath; "Since when has any girl preferred a commoner to a noble? Jus he lost his mind? Or is she lunatic? Or Is she perhaps a Grand Duchess la disguise doing this for a lark?"

Lydin did not want to go with Peter the next day when he sug- gested they go to Danchenoff for an audition. She was not us naive as she appeared to be. She knew It would be all but Impossible for unknowns, socially as well as pro- fessionally, to be received by the great mau. But Peter was firm and she was young and loved nd- venture. It would do no harmi, cer- tainly, for them to ask. But she was horrified. at Peter's conduct when they arrived in Dunchenoff's reception room.

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The secretary refused to nounce them, of course. The Im- presarlo saw applicants only by written appointment. Peter Is- tened gravely, then walked to the door leading into the private of fee. He began singing in a loud

voice

"Dunchen!! Dan-chen-off?" his voice rang out..

"What is this?" roared Dan- cheroff flinging the door open.

"Only Lydia Marakova and Peter Taranda demand- ing an audition."

"Let's go, Peter," said Lydia in a weak volce, as Danchenoff put on a threatening look and pointed to the outer door.

They did not go. For a few minutes Peter and Danchenoff went on neting; Peler as a young yokel, Danchenoff as an outraged director.

"Very well," sald Darchenoff inally, "I do not want the scandal of calling the police to eject you. I will hear you sing. But when I pass judgment, it is the Anal word."

That is all we ask," said Peter mildly. "We pro- mlse to abide by your decision,"

The orchestra was in the pit as the three of them, entered the auditorium., "Carmen" was selected as the uperu. Lydia sang first. There was a change of ex- pression on Danchenoff's face us her voice rang out. Then Peter sang Escamillo's song and together they sang the love duct,

"Silence!" roared Danchenoff to the orchestra at the end. 1 do not hire you to applaud but to be applaud- ed." But he was anything but angry. “An answer to a director's prayer," he said to himself looking at Lydin To her, he said: "You're engaged. Report, please, 10-marrow morning at nine o'clock for rehearsal.

"But-M. Taranda?" she asked. "He can sing as well as I can."

"Some day he too will be of opera calibre," Dan- chenoff said, "but his voice needs more training." He and Petor exchanged knowing smiles..

"You don't rehearse until to-morrow," fald Peter as they come out on the street. "That gives us twenty hours. Let's go for a

"Drive for twenty ha

she asked with inugh,

"Russia's big enough. We'll go out into the country, revel in the glorious sunshine, and you can make the birds envious by showing them what real singing is I have some of the birthday money from my aunt left. Everything says we should spend this day celebrating. It's lovely there. We'll go to the Troika Inn for dinner. Even the none is right for we are going to dispossess that cabby on that troika over there and drive out into the country-and happiness."

They were

properly sedate

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they drove through the city

streets, Inst

but at Chey

had left the last

suburb and were

out on the coun-

From the Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Film

"No," he said,

"But there must be something amiss," she said, "Have I offended

you? Or are you bored?"

He tried to turn it off with a pretty compliment or a laughing jest. He could not.

"Don't you see I'm in love with you!" he cried.

The long shadows thrown from the balcony on the grass showed a youth and mold In each other's

arms.

UNDER the happiness which Professor Marakov felt because Lydia was to sing in the Imperial Opera ran little cables of worry which ticked worries and warnings to his mind:

He liked Pater. On the surface he seemed a multable husband for his beloved. daughter. But what lay behind the surface? He had never shared Dimitri's suspicion that he might be a spy. Yet what did he knew of Peter except that he had a beautiful voice and seemed to love Lydia as she loved him?

He had put off speaking to Lydia of his anxiety, inting to make even a tiny dent on the shining happiness she was feeling, but one came home and day when he found her arranging illes-of-the- found the valley in a vase, he courage to talk to

"Lydouska." he said using his pet nume for her, have you told

BALALAIKA

Poland's Former Capital Becomes Graveyard

EYE-WITNESS.. STORY OF RAPE OF WARSAW

BERNE, Switzerland.,

FROM THE LIPS of an officer in Germany's Tank Corps I heard the dreadful story of the murder of the children of Warsaw, says a correspondent.

"Poland's former capital," he told me, “is one great cemetery.

"Every school is shut and thousands of homeless waifs roam the streets searching for food.

"These children have formed themselves into gangs and keep themselves by robbing and pillaging.

"We have to shoot all those we

round-up: it la no good, we have to,

boys of 14 and under.

The prisons are choked and there

is nowhere to send them."

Won Iron Cross

This officer la no deserter from the German Army. He won the Iron Cross before the Polish fortress of Modlin.

And he expects to go to the Sieg- fried Line-ds soon as he can control his hands. As part

Now they shake: sometimes they shake so much that this grey-haired soldier of 26 cannot bring a glass of coffee to his lips.

Because of his "exceptional ser- vices," he has been granted leave to enter a Swiss sanatorium,

The "exceptional servicea", were escorting hundreds of thousands of Poles from Cracow, Lodz, Poztian, Bromberg, and from the rich coun- tryaide to the Warsaw province and to the new Soviet border zone.

Like Shaop From Latvia, Estonia and Lithu- ania have come the Baltic Germans to take over the abandoned land.

"REUTER" reported this morning that the first aquadron of Polish pilots who have been training in France have joined the Allied forces on the Western Front. This photograph, just received from London, shows the British Air Minister, SirKingsley Wood; Inspecting the Po lish pilots who have been in training-British Oficial Photograph.

To the old Corridor zone thousands of Germans from the Italian.. Tyrol are being sent.. like sheep in tha} greatest mass emigration Europa has sharpshooters on the seen for centuries.

soid.

"No one ever tells us.

rfs of the "The Poles have turned into wild vans to pick off anyone trying to animals, Agala and again they have murdered our patrols and left them "It ta enay enough to get the emi-escape. grants Into the trains the officer "Poor devils! They can carry only stripped and. frozen on the pavement. 40lb, of luggage-not much more The fucky ones gei the pamenger; than the clothes they stand up in. cars; others travel in open trucks. "When they deirain-that is when "We try to get the

and the hell begins: It is a death train. children into the covered carriages, Every trip we make there are dozens but they won't leave their menfolk.

women

dead.

"In half an hour they are all mixed | Ot Warsaw he said: "We have had

to use the air rald shelters in the! up again.

"Once the trala gels moving there squares for graves. What else can sure no stops. We have had to plazel we do?

"When the patrols do not come back, we have to send out and look for thean "Sower rats have come up into the restaurant and houses looking for food.

"If they are caught they are esten. "They're fighters, the Poles-and. lihey are getung mnd with hunger.”

her

Peter For work for

chuse?

our the Does he

know of our

press, our pam- phints"

01 yet. Father. But

1

will tell him of

course I am not worried." try road. They drove recklessly

for a time, then slowed down to the other extreme. It was a per- fect summer day. They nodded to strangers on the road, they waved their hands to workers in the felds. They sang gay songs. Now and then, as Nie afternoon wore away, they met young lovers re- turning from work, walking band in hand or sitting in carts with their arms around each other. Al thein they smiled and shouted greetings.

At last they cume_to_a_ forking of the road.

We go to the left "See, Lydia? -over the bill and there we are," said Peter.

"Will you do something for me, Peter?" asked Lydia, taking the rein. "Please. Let me go to the

right. It is

18 very important to me." "I'm parched and I'm starved," he said in mock grumbling, "but what of that? Your lightest whin is the strongest command."

"We'll be there where I want to go in five minutes," sald Lydia. silent then until they She was came to a little gate.. "Here we are, Peter.

Please wait for me." "Why," he said in surprise. "it is a church.

"And a churchyard," she un- swered in a low tone, "Please help me down, Peter. I'll be back in a minute."

She smiled at him, passed through the gate, and walked up the path. He saw her go to a grave und bend over it. Her ps were moving. Then she brought her hand together in gesture suggest, ing a silent prayer. She walked k to the trolita but the slowly back smile on her face was radiant.

"Whenever anything good hip- pens to me, Peter, I want to tell my mother about it. Coming here doesn't make me unhappy. It isn't morbid, It makes me feel she still close to me. It makes me feel I have shared my happiness with her. Thank you for letting me come and now let's go to the trolkn."

"

IT was Peter who whs strangely quiet as they drove on to the inn,

When he had gone for the trolka, he had phoned the proprietor to have his most beautiful room-lit one with the balcony looking down on the garden-ready for them. He had warned him that he was not to be addressed by his title.. Now he wished they were driving back to the city. He suggested to Lydin it might be better to return and dine later, but she reminded him that he was hungry and sold ahe had always wanted to go to the Trolka Inn. There was nothing to do but to go on.

She had noticed the change in his mood. But aho did not men- tion it until they were alone in the room looking down on the garden. "Ya anything wrong, Poter?" she asked,

J

Dinitri.

acreuin

thing-he

save must Suddenly there was 4 which cut through Dimitri's upcech and the cheers from the crowd.

"The Cossacks! The Cossackel" The crowd -wheeled around. There were screams of horror" and more horrible still was the sound of horses as they charged down upon the market-place.

Dimitri hnd jumped to the ground and was trying to fight his way through the milling crowd. His father saw him und teled to reach him. But the crowd run- ting in any and in all directions pushed him back.

Then the Cossacks tore through the crowd Lydie landing as stit as if she were made of stone suw them bearing down on the work→ ers. Leading them was Peter. He saw her and wheeled his horse frantically to go to her. Other pfunging horses galloped between them. He.

ey Lydin turn and run away.

A

Saw

Arst the horsemen used only their whips to disperse the crowd. But just as Marakov was about to reach Dimitri he

his son stop it at one

plek up a huge stone and of the Cossack was almost and blood was streaming down his face, but his training stood him in good stead." He drew his sword, lunged at Dimitri und sent him reeling to the ground.

the It was only when tramping horses had clattered nerosa his body, that Marakov reached his

son.

When the Cossacks had finish- ed their work, Peter went directly to his father.

"Captain Koragin reporting, Sir," he said as he saluted.

Proceed."

Ai case.

"As ordered, a squad of Cos- sacks dispersed an Illegal meeting at Biruki Square and returned to barracks.

ks. No ammunition used. No casunities among the troops,"

"Excellent." He looked at Peter for a long second before he said: "You look-shall I say preoc- cupied? May I ask what it is?"

want to resign my commis

"Here," taking up a decanter, "have a drink instead. You won't?

"But I am. You will say your beliefs are your own. So they are But they and so they should be. came through my teaching. I have believed so in my duty to

to help

sion. its oppressors from free Russla that perhaps I have not though! of you and Dimitri. About enough

I i especially

worry. I don't like Leo's influence on him. Their talk is too wild. They will not only get us into danger, i fent, but they, may wreck all the work of the group. I wish

L

He stopped-as-alusha,,the maid,. entered.

sald

"Leo Poplitsky is outside," she "He's been nt the vodka again.

Poor Leo! Bring him in," 'said Marakov.

"I am in!" cried Leo from the door. "Ron right over to tell you Dimitri will be the greatest man in all Russia-no, in all the world." "Dimitri Where is he? What has he done?" asked the older man in a voice made dead by fear.

"What hasn't he done? He was playing the plane In the workers' cafe at the Biruki factory when I ran in with the paper. Did you Kee ? About Arch-Duke Ferdin- and of Austria being shot dead by Here an anarchist in Sarajevo? it is in ble type."

"But what has Dimitri dune? Tell me, Leo. I must know."

"Somebody asked if it meant war I said no one would start a and

for war

that. I said it meaht there are men in the world who aren't milk-and-water like men who aren't afraid to strike for freedom and "

"And Dimitri?"

LJ

"He said I was dead-right ond then he began to talk and how he can talk especially when he has hind enough vodka! He's out in the market-place now, standing on u big barrel talking to a big crowd

bigger and it's getting minute."

every

PROFESSOR Marakov was running toward the door.

"I'm going with you," said Lydia.

the

turned Into Before they square, before they could see Dimi- tri, they could hear him

Call "A man died 'at Sarajevól him an Arch-Duke-call him any- thing you lite-what does it mat- ter? But the shot that killed him will resound around the world. It will shake us out of our servility."

of There were shouts

opproval from the crowd.

"That shot's the first. It won't

it be the

last.

It is a signal for us to put our house in order, to put our country in order. I tell you Russia belongs to the people and the people can be trusted to toke What belungs to them."

Marakov was trying to push his way through the crowd to Dimitri. He forgot that Lydia was with him. Ho remembered only one

well. What's on your mind?" i'm not a policeman. I enlisted to fight the Czar's enemies, not his subjects."

"At times they are the same.

Let that pass for the moment. What I want to know Is-who is she?"

You must not jest about Wils, Father," sold Peter seriously. This fen't just a passing affair.

I m in love, deeply in love. She's a commoner."

"Amazing."

do not

"You evidently

under- stand me.

I repeat I am in love, deeply in love with a commoner, so deeply-I am leaving the army." "I do understand, my son. Muny things. I understand. One is that It's bad for Russian officers to play around too long with lovely com- moners. They may get hurt-and that's bad

a

"I won't hurt her any more," said Peter grianly.

"I don't mean her. I mean the Russion officer. When I was Heutenant, there was a student In Moscow-and I was resigning. But I made this grave discovery-no Karagin possesses anything of his.

name own. His

belongs to the past, his life to his Czar and his honour to the ammy. Now let us have a drink-together."

"I wish to resign my comunis- sion," said Peter in an even tone. "And I wish I had never met that girl," sald. Prince Karagin. "But that does not keep me from being interested in your little story. I am an old man now but I have not lost my interest in romance, in young love, in a passion that would throw away everything In the world for the beloved. It is a part of youth. But youth does not last forever. Nor does love. You should be enough the man of the world by now to know that."

"I wish to resign my commis-

repeated Peter.

Grace Karagin

rose from his chair. He had been bantering, he had been patient, for one moment he had been tender. Now he was angry.

Q

That's enough for to-day. You arc dismissed. Go and have drink or two with your girl and kiss her goodbye. That's in or- der."

As Poter went through the door, ho called after him.

"And. Poter—I still wish I had never met her."

*

LYDIA and her father were alone in their home at last.

comfort, tho Each yearned to other and neither of them could speak. She was thinking that sho

was all her father had now that Dimitel was dead. He was think- Ing at her anguish was grenter even than his. For her there had been the extra turn of the scrow. Their silence, ringed round na by steel because of their overwhelm- ing emotion, was broken when Jgor Humensky came in.

"And Prince Karagin? Have you' seen him?" he naked Lydia after he had expressed his sympathy.

"I have not. And I shall not see him again-over."

We have other plans," he said. We understand you are to make

your debut at the Opera Tuesday night."

never sing at tho

Opera."

shall

"We have

other plans, Lydin.. For years we have suffered under the elder Prince Karagin. So-on Tuesday night we intend that two persons shall be in the proscenium box-Karagin the father and Kara- gin the son."

Marakov lenped to his feet. Now he could speak. Now he must speak,

"I will not have my daughter In. this! A young girl mixed up in such a conspiracy! It is unthink- able The whole idea is mad!"

Lydia, too, could speak now. She went to her father and laid her land softly on his arm.

"Please, Father!" Her voice wou very gentle but when she turned and spoke to the other man, it was that of one confirming a business- #greement. "Mr. Rumensky, I will sing on Tuesday night at the Imperial Opera and I will see to I that General Karagin and his son are in the designated place."

The bell rang. When Masha on- swered it; they heard Peter's voke asking for Lydia, The two men had hurried from the room before Peter, in full uniform, entered.

"Your Highness." Lydia bowed ceremonially.

Peter only looked at her.' He did not speak.

"Pray be seated, your Highness" Do you know why I am here?"

he asked.

"I can not imagine why Your Highness has honoured ma by this

unexpected call,"

we spealt the truth to each

other

"We have no more secrets, Your Highness."

"I knew you wouldn't talk to me if you knew who I was. Batof had told me about you. That and that only was why I deceived

you.

"May I ask if it is customary for one of your rank to seem to apolo- gise to a lowly commoner like

me? Why, anyway, should you apologine to me? What is a littic deception weighed against all you have conc for me? Am I not, through

your influence, to be a

star at the Imperial Opera? Per- hops you think I will make the noble Kesture of refusing the post- tion because now I know I got it as most of the women do-as the moment's favourite of

a great no- 1 shall make ble. You are wrong. my debut Tuesday night. That shall not be taken from me."

"And that's all that matters?" asked Peter bitterly. "You, too, were playing a part? You were only acting when you said you loved me?"

"I meant every word of love I to Peter Taranda, Your High- ness,"

saidi

"And now? It may not matter to you but I must tell you that I love you more than I ever told you. Never have I loved you so much as I do this moment. There's something else I must tell you, Your debut will be the last time that Captain Karagin will over hear you sing."

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