The Black Dispatch (Oklahoma City, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 50, Ed. 1 Friday, January 4, 1918 Page: 4 of 8
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THE BLACK DISPATCH
| THE BLACK DISPATCH
300 E. 2nd. St. Phone Maple 818
J Entered at Oklahoma City m Second Claw Mail Matter,
Under Act of March 3, 1879.
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ROSCOE DUNJEE Editor
DRUSILLA DUNJEE HOUSTON Contributing Editor.
WJVLJj fight for the flag
fot the freedom
ut the sea and
the freed m of
Jie land.
For our dear
women'B ocean of
tears and our
flickers of light.
For the zephers
of Justice and the
hackling of*
[might.
The Deep Sea Peril
Bu VICTOR ROUSSEAU
(Copyright ty W. O. Chapman)
For our manhood
and the defense
of our homes.
ATTEMPTING TO RESCUE HIS SWEETHEART, PAGET EN-
COUNTERS A NOISOME HORDE.
Nnval Lieutenant Donnld I'aget, Just given command of a
submarine, meets at Washington nn old friend and distinguished though
somewhat eccentric scientist, Captnln'Masternmn. Mastennan luis just
returned from an exploring expedition, bringing with him a member of
the strange race, the existence of whose species, he asserts, menaces
the human family. At the club, the "March Hares," Masterman ex-
plains his theory to Paget. The recital Is Interrupted by the arrival of
a lifelong enemy of Mastennan, Ira MacBeard, and the former is
seized with a fatal paralytic siroke. From Masterman's body Paget
secures documents bearing upon the discovery and proceeds to the
home of the scientist. Paget proceeds to sea 011 his submarine, the
F55, and encounters a German cruiser. lie sinks the enemy, which had
destroyed the Beotia, on which Ida Kennedy, Ills fiancee, was a pas-
senger. The girl escapes In a small boat.
EDITORIALS.
The taking over of tho control of the railroads by the government, which
occurred Friday noon of tho past week, raises another question of momentous
Importance to tho American Negro and to federal authority. Of course we
understand and know that the government proposes only to regulate tratlic
under Its former management, pay the owners a fair profit, keeping an eye
largely on the proper movement and expedious transportation of the army
end tho vast military supplies and munitions contingent herewith.
Hut the government of the United States, by no technical asserato, can
lodge this Issue. There In a human cargo always in transit on the railroads
of this nation. Hitherto under the guise of state rights the several states
have seen fit to transport the human c|jj-go in various and many ways Seg-
regation of tho black race has become a fixed principle by the railroads of
the south In their handling of the Traveling black man.
A segregation that, lias resulted in his humiliation, discomfort and a total
disregard for his constitutional guarantees.
Through the supreme court of tho United States, the Negro has been able
to smash the head of land segregation because he could show an alienation of
property rights, but we have hitherto been unable to grasp this slimy serpent
when it crawled into the realm of transportation, because we could not ade-
quately show that this thing called ",11m Crow-Ism" was an insidious tam-
pering with the bill of rights
Hut tho dawn is coming. Governmental control gives us a vested inter-
oat, or we might term it a property right in tho control. Government control
Is going to sweep on into government ownership. It is then that we may
stand squarely 011 our feet and claim a property interest, and it is then that
we can grip the foul monster, Jim Orow-ism, at its throat.
William Jennings Bryan recently proposed that the federal and state
governments tako over the rail lines, the federal lines constituting th big
trunk lines of the nation, and the state operating the feeders. In any event
(fovornment control is going to be popular, and we predict that when the war
In over and maybe before, there will be a popular acclaim for government
ownership and we are most deeply lnterestd to know Just how the govern-
ment will take hold of this problem as she goes forth to make the world safe
for democracy.
BY DRUS1LLA-DUNJEE HOUSTON
HIM.
THE RADICAL—WHAT WE OWE
THE TRUE TEACHER.
The true teacher, and thank God, this country has many of them, makes
teaching not a stepping stone to something else, but sometimes leaving the
plane of ease and greater renumeration, enters the service of teachers, to
touch and lift the life of youth because he loves and believes in the little
child and can see tho incalcuable power of service in true teaching to future
generations.
In the ranks of teachers may be found men and women doing arduous
work for small honor and meager pay, showing in this self sacrifice the spirit
of the "Great Teacher." Such men and women are found stemming the tide
of error and in their earneHt attempt to lift child nature they lit themselves
to become world leaders of needed truth.
The teacher who does not love children, who has no patience or sympathy
with their stumblings, has no business in the schoolroom, for there he will
do Incalcuable harm. Half the boys and girls who leave their studies too
asy, do so because of the desperate wish to be free from those who do not
love or understand them.
Let the teacher question himself, strive and cultivate that sympathy,
patience and skill, to make an indilible impression for good upon his
pupils' lives. aMtthew Arnold so answered this question that its bright ra-
diance Hashed Into the child education of England. Horace Mann stood as
squarely In American educative influence for the uplift of the inner nature of
the child.
If there is anything sorely needed in American life, it is true teachers.
Not the shallow frivulous, pleasure seeking type; but true men and women,
who by power springing from a noble nature, shall stamp not the mere letter
of knowledge, but also the spirit of patriotism, moral courage and righteous
• deeds as the crown of earthly living.
The true teacher will awaken within his pupils that love of country that
will arouse within him the passionate desire to lift her life, that they may not
have been born to her in vain. In the condition of hardship, he will still
cling to the heroic faith, that she will right his wrongs and bring him into
his own, and in her hour of danger he will sacrifice life for defense of his
native land.
The true teacher will warn his pupils of the pitfalls and snares, which
will beset their pathway. Not in the threadbare platitudes, but out of the
richness of his own experience, from the depths of spiritual insight and by
the power of acute sympathy, he will startle from lethargy their understand-
ing and fire their will to walk in righteous ways. •
As Christ, the GRKAT TEACHER, came into life to seek and save the
lost, so the consecrated teacher seeks to turn from the vortex of ignorance
and infamy many who without his inspired guidance, without the strength of
education, and a clearer knowledge of God's will would become lost of life.
Tho true teacher is ever watching for the lost sheep, lost without his re-
straining influence to start them toward the highest life.
The true teacher is an artist, who with his brush, paints upon the un-
marked character page of his pupils those beautiful and moral ideals, the best
he wills to become. He paints not of his own strength, but through Him who
•Iwelleth above. The sculptor spends years studying ideals $re his master-
pieces are chistled from the lifeless clay. If painting and sculpture are arts,
then teaching in the art of arts, for the teacher fashions not a temporal
being, but shapes the future character and eternal destiny of the child.
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CHAPTER V. and he heard the thud of a soft body
_g_ against the bottom.
The 8ea of Jelly. The thing—whatever it was—was In
He sank like a stone. No glimpse of the boat!
him could be had. No rescue was pos- Donald leaped forward and clasped
sible. Ida about the waist. She writhed in
Donald clung to the edge of the the clutch of the monster, and there
boat and scrambled In. He saw the was a look of Intense horror upon her
a ma ted recognition flame out on Ida's face. She seemed to he lifted bodily
face. He knew then that she loved toward the water. Donald felt the
him, and his Impulse to seize her in slippery lingers of the Invisible being
his arms was almost ungovernable. elude Ills grasp. His hinds moved up
But at the same Instant, looking and down over a smooth, blubbery
past her Into the sea, he experienced body.
the same Illusion that had beset him And then he knew what it was. It
within the house In Baltimore, and was such a creature as lie had seen
again outside it—that of a woman's i in tho glnss tank In Masterman's
mlstv form outlined upon the water! house, hut lartfer and more powerful.
Donald made a cup of bis hands. And, glaring into his eyes, were the
"Pavies, fling out a rope!" he two eyes, seemingly poised in the air.
bawled. two pupils of the sl/.e of currants, ami
But the submarine was some dls- animated by a diabolical intelligence,
tnnce away, and In a moment a wall The sun dipped down, and in an in-
of fog came down, blotting her out. stant the fog, only partly dispersed,
T.I* Kennedy watched Donald with closed in tiguin. And as Donald
approval. She had always liked him; Pitched, he saw the pupils slowly di-
shnken ns she was now, his advent into In the dim light until they beJ
teemed the work of Providence. She came as large as saucers,
had questioned her heart before she Then, regaining courage, he dashed
sailed, for she had known that her i his fist into tho monster's face, and
future was of her own choosing, the sirnggle began. He felt the lm-
whether It was to be spent with him | pact of his knuckles on flesh, and It
gave him new heart. At least he was
fighting a thing of llesh and blood, and
not a demon.
Ida lay swooning across the seat,
where the monster had dropped her as
it turned to face Its new adversary.
If he "could not get a rope to the .boat. i A «l 111 rocking boat Donald l'ought
' for his own life aud that of the girl
he loved.
For the first time he understood that
Masterman's story wus not the dream
of n disordered brain, but the experi-
ence of one who had striven to warn
ti skeptical world.
And afterward he understood why
the boat hud spun so dizzily long after
the vortex created by the sinking of
the Beotia bad subsided. Even then
the swnnn of monsters must have dis-
covered their prey.
I'erhiips it was the plankton In the
water, the Jellylike infusion on which
they fed, that had brought tlieni there;
perhaps the presence of drowning
men. Perhaps they had brought the
plankton with them, equipped for
some dreadful Journey.
Donald tried to lock his arms about
the slimy thing, but he could get no
firm grasp of it. And each touch of
the flippers drew the blood to the sur-
face of his skin by suction, bringing
out rows of reddening spots that
stung. lie was fighting a devil fish
with the Intelligence of a man, armed
with invisibility, creating overwhelm-
ing horror by its presence alone.
He felt his strength falling him. He
was dragged toward the edge of the
rocking boat.
He stumbled and fell. He felt Min-
or uo.
Donald continued to call loudly, but
the F55 was drifting in the mist and
quite invisible. It was in fear of this
sudden happening that Donald had
told Da vies to make for Fair island
Fair Island, less than six miles
Jiwny, was the secret rendezvous
where the oil-ship and biplane were
to await the F5f>, the former to re-
plenish her fuel supply, the latter to
accompany her back to the mother
ship.
Donald picked up a pair of oars
from the bottom. He realized that he
would have to pull toward Fair island
klone ns soon as he got an inkling of
Its direction, with the chance of being
picked up by the submarine when the
fog cleared. But it was approaching
sundown, and the probabilities of their
spending the night in the boat seemed
strong.
He sat with the oars in the row-
locks. As he allowed one to drift
through the water he discovered, to
his surprise, that it was apparently
{dunged Into a mass of some jellylikc
substance. He dipped his hand Into
it and scooped some of it up.
The water was apparently curdled,'
like thickened milk, and on both sides
of the boat, which rolled in It heavily
und high in the viscous medium.
As he withdrew tbe oar Donuld had
the sensation of pulling it from be-
tween the clinging fingers of a child.
He looked down. It occurred to liim
that he might huve got the blade en-
tauglcd In some marine growth; but
f theesame strange, jellylike consist- «™P"*sed in a stinging vise.
ency everywhere.
Then, to his amazement, he realized
that the boat was moving!
It was not like the pull of n tow-
line, Which Is a sequence of crescendo
and diminuendo, of starts and jerks,
as the rope grows tight and slack al-
ternately. It was a constant impulse.
It was an intelligent impulse.
It was beginulng to grow dark, and
to row seemed useless until the fog
dispersed. It was impossible to gauge
the direction. Besides, to pull against
that force would have been arduous,
and to pull with it might have led to
unexpected difficulties.
Donald backed water in experiment.
Instantly he felt the force Increase.
It was an effortless, persistent push,
stronger than his own powers, and
Donald realized that he could not re-
sist It.
Suddenly he felt a stinging sensa-
tion on the back of his hand. He
pulled In the oar. Five small, red
spots had sprung out on Ills wrist, and
the flesh seemed to have been cupped.
Donald clapped his other hand down
But as he fell his hand grasped one
of the ours. Donald snatched it up
and, with a last effort of desperation,
freed himself for an instant. He
raised the oar and sent the sharp
edge of the blade crashing forward.
He heard the sound ns of a torn.bnl-
loon. The squirming flippers uncoiled.
The boat tipped to the edge and right-
ed Itself. A splash followed. Donald
sunk down upon the sent.
Then gradually a milky cloud began
to diffuse itself upon the face of the
waters, till it acquired the shape of a
dwarflike body, supine upon the
waves, with the short limbs, terminat-
ing in the webbed hands, budding at
obtuse angles to the trunk.
Donnld sprang townrd Ida, to shield
her from the sight of it. He knew
that if she awoke and looked she
would go mad. But she lay uncon-
scious across the sent and did not stir.
The boat stopped. There wns a con-
fused splashing in the water. The
dead sea-beast was rent asunder under
Donald's horrified eyes; torn limb
from limb by that abominable swarm.
on It. and encountered something j A mottled, pinkish ichor spread itself
clammy and cool, which seemed to upon the face of the sea.
slip away. It was like the flipper of a
Utile seal, or, again. like the band of
4)
^ °r n!on'"'y'
At the same instant Ida smamed.
Donuld saw that she seemed to be
struggling with some invisible adver-
sary. The boat was tipping danger-
ous' M flung his weight over,
Donald plunged in his oars and be-
gan to pull with all his might, driving
the heavy boat through the water. The
plankton gave place to clean ocean
again. The sun had set. and it was
growing dark; with the fall of night a
gentle wind came up that began to dis-
sipate the fog.
Through the drifting mist wraltns
appeared a jutting cape that reared
itself toward the spangled clouds.
Donald pulled for an hour. Thep he
fell forward over his oars. He was
incapable of another stroke, but he
believed that he had left the sea devils
behind.
He enst his eyes along the horizon.
There was no sign of the F55. He
turned toward Ida.
As he bent over her her eyes opened.
She looked at him intently and sighed.
The horrors of that day seemed tem-
porarily to have benumbed her mind
and robbed her of memory. And Don-
ald did what he had never dared to do
before.
He raised her in his arms and kissed
her.
"I love you, dear," he snld. "If wo
come out of this—as we shall—I want
you always. Will you have me, Ida?"
She raised her Hps to his for answer.
And In the happiness of that mo-
ment, which atoned for all that they
had endured. Donald perceived that
the bout had begun to move again.
The respite had been of brief duration.
Incredibly pertinacious, nnd cruel
beyond belief, the monsters had once
more taken uf) the chase. But in the
unhumun forms were minds as shrewd
as his, organizing them for one su-
preme purpose, the elemental one of
food.
They were swimming beside the
boat. Donald could see the agitated
churnings of the water. Were they
pushing or pulling? Taking the oar
In his hand, Donald went to the bow
and drove it down Into the sea. But
he struck only the Jellylike medium in
which the boat was traveling.
He went to the stern, stepping over
the body of tbe girl, who had re-
lapsed into unconsciousness. This
time, as he thrust, there was a scurry
among the waves, and he felt the
yielding, blubbery form, and the same
sensation of a burst baJloon. The boat
stopped. Donald thrust out furiously,
feeling always the contact with slip-
pery flesh.
The monsters were pushing tho
boat, not pulling it.
And gradually there followed the
same stupendous Incarnation Into vis-
ible being, the shadowy shape that
grew and crystallized Into the milky,
opalesecnt body. He heard the school
precipitate themselves upon their
prey, and saw it rent and dismem-
bered before his eyes.
Through the Increasing darkness
their pupils glared us the monsters
strove together.
Donnld went back to where Ida lay
and placed her in the bottom of the
bout, her head against a thwart. They
were moving swiftly.
Suddenly the boat began to tilt up-
ward at the bow. Donuld heard the
scraping of the flippers against the
stern. Then, as if a heavy dog had
scrambled in, the boat tipped high into
the air nnd righted Itself. Another of
the monsters had gained entrance.
Donald seized the oar nnd brought
It down upon the beast's head. The
our splintered; he henrd the cracking
of bone, and a splash followed.
The edge of the boat was dragged
beneath the waves. It filled and over-
turned. Donald found himself strug-
gling to save Ida In the sen of jelly
that sucked him down. Somehow he
caught her and dragged himself to the
keel. He shouted, and the brutes scur-
ried away, leaping and falling with re-
sounding splashes, like sharks at
play.
Donald felt Ida's arms seek his nerk.
She turned to him Instinctively, not as
her rescuer alone, but as her lover.
He filled his lungs nnd shouted.
To his amazement he heard an nr-
swerlng shout. He strained his eyes
through the darkness. Surely that
was a human cry! He shouted again,
nnd the answer came once more; and
there wns no longer any doubt.
The conning tower of the F55 came
drifting out of the night. She ran
awash, with hatches off, and Dnvies
was standing on the deck among a
group of sailors.
"Where are you?" he shouted.
"Here!" Donnld cried. "Reverse
engines, Dnvies! Coming nboardl"
The engines stopped and the sub-
mnrine grazed the sides of the over-
turned boat. Donnld grasped Ida in
his arms nnd clambered to the deck.
And Donald found himself shaking
a man's hand as if he were his brother,
instead of merely Sam Clouts, able sea-
man In the navy, trying to keep his
hands from straying toward his
mouth organ.
"We were trying to moke Fnlr
island when we spotted you, sir," said
Dnvies. "I thought we'd pick you up
in the morning when the fog cleared.
It's been hard work making nnywhere.
There's something the matter with the
sea."
"How, Davles?"
"We're only nble to make a knot
and a half, sir. It Isn't the engines.
At lenst there doesn't seem to be any-
thing the matter with them. It's as
if the sen's—well, turned to Jelly, or
molasses, sir. Perhaps yr.i noticed it.
I've never seen anything like it in
my experienced continued the little
middy, whose experience of the high
seas was limited to a couple of short
cruises on a training ship, and one
on a transport.
"Clap on the hatches and make full
speed for Fnir island," ordered Don-
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