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Show . m - r- v i j ..ojftritVr?Vy''r-rfAT n-ir rwHTTr-iri mi --r-r-ni-ir r-i Iii-t urn - i 1 e? 1 B i eands, hundreds of thou- rjf IH Wi sands, millions! For every j ! i H H man who is baUllny for '. H matters not what prln- : flfl clples are at stake. Thcao Q ; Hfl warriors do not know. ' I BB nor does any one else ' ! Hn seem to know. It 1b all 11 sufficient that each and every one 1b battling bJt i or his country, ready to lay down his life. ' . And that Is heroism. q ! Heroes nave been decorated on the battlc- S : iield. But they were merely tho heroes whose m . . deedR wero of a spectacular naturo and who lm attracted unusual attention. Also kings and P ' princes have been decorated by kings and oj princes, merely because they were kings and o princes. 12 '; But every day there are thousands of cases J ot heroism which pass unnoticed, and even lb i those who perform them pay no attention to W thorn, not realizing that they are heroes. Sj H Can you think of any task more frightfully UJ wearing on tho mentality than that of the sc- inj cret agent in tho enemy's country? Ho must US pass aB ono of tho enemy. Ho must gather ffl 3 his Information from various sources and ho iJt ; must gather it in a manner whereby ho may '.' not bo suspected. And then nftor ho has gath- JJ crod It ho muBt arrango for its transportation -jS tQ his hcadauartora. jS Jt iakcs as much courage to porform a duly t k llko thlH aH to Ho in the trenchcH day after day ' Jj and participate in charges against tho onomy f& or defend the trench from tho enemy's as-Pi - '-&. cault and to bo at all times subject to a terrific ter-rific artillery bombardment or tho more dreaded dread-ed assault with asphyxiating gases. The man who meets his death In the trenches has at least the consolation of dying amid his comrades and friends of dying a glorious death. But tho spy has not this consolation. Every secret sorvlco agent feds that his death Js certain, and that when it comes It will not bo a glorious one For he will die alone, with none of his friends about him. Ills peoplo back home" will not know his fate. His superiors supe-riors probably will not know It. no will 'die alono In a foreign country, not ns a hero, but as a spy. And yet if tho annals of tho secret service bureaus of the various countries wero made public, it would tell of wonderful deeds of heroism, of atrongth, fearlessness and of physical and mental heroism. With tho arrival of tho first Gorman submarines sub-marines in Constantinople, after tho Inauguration Inaugura-tion of the British Dardanelles campaign, thero bocamo known n story of tho heroism of ono of thoso secret Horvlco agents. Ills namo waB not given, and tho exact locality whoro ho performed per-formed his llnal act of duty was not told, but an pfllcer of tho German U boat related tho story to a personal friend. Wo will call tho secret sorvlco agent Hans, Ho was a youngster, hardly 20 years old, and a university man, a sludent at lloldclberg. rio always had boon weak and dollcato, und ut tho beginning of tho war ho was not allowed to go to tho front. Ho belonged to a wealthy family, fam-ily, had traveled extensively through Europe and was on accomplished linguist. Ho mado application to tho Socret Sorvlco Bureau and his application was accepted. Ho was sent to England. There ho passed as an American. Ho had an American passport and was connected with tho English branch of an American concorn. How did he do It? Tho history of tho German socret service will never bo written, and not moro than a dozen living persons will ovor know Its extraordinary scope, Tho passport proposition and the connection con-nection with tho London branch of the American Amer-ican concern wero moio mattora of detail with which Hana had notlilng to do. It was after ho was cstabllshea in London that his real work began Ho spoko perfect English, but ho used an American accent and affected American Amer-ican clothes and mannerisms, for he know both well enough to affect both successfully. He was in tpuch with other secret service agents, and these would convoy to tho London headquarters tho information they were ablo to gather. The atmosphero was allvo with suspicion sus-picion in' London In thoso early days of tho war, but ho did his work well, and, while on moic than one occasion his comrades wero captured and executed, he escaped suspicion. Later he was sent to Italy, when it appeared that country was on tho verge of entering tho war on tho" side of the allies. Then he was transferred to Paris. How was it done? The detail workings of tho German Secret Service Bureau aro not known to tho public But at any rato ho had worked In the French capital several months, still posing as an American who knew but a few words of French, although he was thoroughly familiar with tho French language, when ho was ordered or-dered to take certain orders to a little French fishing village, and deliver them to tho commander com-mander of a submarine boat which was duo thero about a certain dato on its way to tho Dardanelles. It was for Hans to arrange ail the details of reaching the hamlet and to remain there without editing suspicion until his mission was accomplished. BaHHRa; to& And sho gently. took him by tho arm to lead Mo was to watch for the signal, a whlto cket. followed by a grcon one, to which he as to reply from shore with a white rocket, md then was to row out to tho submarlno and -lollvor tho orders when he had received a signal sig-nal in answer to his own. That was alL But all over Franco there was a watch kept for German socret service agents. They wero known to be everywhere and every one, espc-lally espc-lally a foreigner, was under suspicion. The submailne commander had ordors to Ut off tho coast for two nights for the messenger, mes-senger, and if no sign came to proceed on his way to the Dardanelles. Tho village was a collection of fishermen's huts on a high cliff overlooking a wido bay. At low tide thero was a wido sandy beach at tho foot of the cliffs, but when tho tido was In the water covered this. How th secret sorvlco agent did It is not known, but early ono morning ho was found on the beach tied to a deck chair, and apparently appar-ently half dead from exposuro and oxhaustion. Two aged fishermen found him and carried him into a hut. When partially revived, ho murmured a few words of English and then in broken French, from which his re&cuors gathered that ho had bona in somo accident at sea. Also that ho was an American on his way from Naples to the United States. As stated, the vlllago was isolated. The nearest city was Marseilles, and It would take several daj-s for nows to travel between tho two points, especially in war time. Hana remained in bed the grcator part of tho day, tended by a fisherman and his aged wife. Toward dusk he Insisted on arising and walking walk-ing out on tho edge of the cliff. He still appeared ap-peared partially stunned, but he explained In his broken French, that he thought the fresh air would help to clear his mind. It wa9 barely dark whon tho fishing fleet, tended by old men unfit for army service, and with many women helping them, sailed in to the tiny harbor at the foot of tho cliffs. Thero was oxcltemont on board tho dozen or so boats. And ns tho fibhormeu and their women landed there wore excited exclamations. exclama-tions. "A monster of somo kind" had suddenly appeared ap-peared to sevoial of tho boats. It appealed to bo a sort of whale. It had partially risen between be-tween two of tho boats and as quickly had sunk. No one got a good view of it, but tho opinion was that it was somo dread sea monster. mon-ster. One woman dcclarod that as it sank it lashed its tall and the waves almost swamped tho tiny sailboat she and her fathor wero la. Another An-other told of Its fiery eyc3, and by tho tlmo tho different accounts of tho incident had boon related re-lated It appeared that a monster sea serpent had appeared and was threatening tho entire flBhlng fleet. But Hans sat In a large chair outside the door of the hut, where he had been given bhol-tcr, bhol-tcr, and listened und watched tho sea. And nfter awhile, his host and hostess being in a neighboring hut. ho rose fiom his chair and feebly started along tho cliffs. But they &aw him and ran nfter him. "You are too weak to walk," exclaimed tho i old woman, "You must not evert youisclf. Tomorrow, perhaps, yes, but not now." i And sho gently, took him by tho arm to lead him back to the cottage. "Sacre bleu!" suddenly exclaimed her husband hus-band and pointed out to sea. "Some of tho boats of the fleet aro nigh," cried a woman. "It Is a part or tho war. It has reached us hero." Hour after hour passed. Tho secret service agent lay. tense and rigid, with his ear to a crack in tho thin partition betweon his room and that of his hosts. After awhile he heard them both snoring. Then very gently he roso, dressed himself, and opened a door, whlcli let him out into the open at tho rear of tho house. It was a rather dark night, but there wore somo stars shining, and, after standing In tho night a few momenta, his eyes hecama accu3 tomed to tho gloom Then ho staited toward the little harbor at the foot of tho cliffs. Quietly he made his way toward tho cluster of fishing smacks and out on the smooth stretch of sand at the foot of the cliffs. The vlllago was asleep, and If thero wore a watchman watch-man on any of the boats he, too, was burled In slumber. Skirting about the fleet, he reached a small skif. with its oars In It, tied to a stake. Quickly the lad untied the rope, and, shoving the boat far out, sprang in it. He wa.ted until the force of tho shove Und spont itself, and then, cautiously, began rowing along tho beach. He was not strong, however, and It was an effort But ho kept It up for a quarter of a milo. His eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness by now, and he narrowly watched the shore. At a certain point ho rowed Inshore and pulled h'3 boat after him up on tho sandy beach. Then he nppioachcd tho cliff, and after a search found what ho was looking for a bundle containing a precious rockot. Further on, in a flssuro of a rock hidden undor a large stone, ho found his packet of instructions. He had left both bundles bun-dles hidden there early in the morning after he had been landed by a fishing smack from Spain. Ho planted tho rocket in the sand and touched It off. Instantly thero was a tlaish of fire and a trail of sparks as the rocket soared upward and burst Into a whlto light. Ho heard a yell, then another, from the direction di-rection of the village. Tho signal had been tfeon. There were shouts and a fow shots wore llrod. Tho submarlno was coming closer Inshore and, turning his head, he saw several men with rlilcs on tho tiny deck of the monster. From tho cliffs thero was another sputter and suddenly a sharp pain struck' nim In trie right breast and ho folt tho hot How of blood ISut It appeared to give him more strength, and with apparently no effort he drove his boa', through the water. There were answering shots from the Submarine. They were firing at the searchlight on tho cliff and at the spurts of llamc. H But tho dark red spot on tho front of the lad's shirt was growing larger. And there were holes in the bottom of tho boat, through which the water was spurting In thin Jets. Another bullet struck him in tho rlgnt arm. He gasped, then continued his rowing. A hall from behind him and he suddenly stopped rowing. Ho had .reached thesub- marine. A rope was thrown to him afid t-io skiff pulled up close to the undersea craft, H Kindly hands helped him aboard while the machine gun continued its sputtering and a hall of bullets struck the water near by. Tho H wholo thing had scarcely takon five minutes. m Tho agent was qulcldy taken below and ho m handed his packet to the commander. H Tho boat was slowly submerged and dlsnp- H peared beneath the dnrlc water. "Wo did not dam. rise lo thft s ' w!l H tho next night." continued tho olf-crr. i. - H latingthe story. "And than we burled U n H Ihe tron. where thousands Df rather lr m H round their resting pla:e in t.Ju las: to J H nonths." H |
