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Joe was substituting a basin of water for a small girl in the nearest kitchen chair, and a howl ensued. "Shut up, Lottie!" admonished Mrs. Ridder, "you ain't any too good to set on the floor. It's a good thing this is pay-day, Joe, for the rent's due and four of the children's got their feet on the ground. You paid up the grocery last week, didn't you!" Joe nodded a dripping head.
"Yes," nodded Jack. "And we can't start too soon." It may have occurred to Lieutenant Ridder that he wasn't exactly being consulted. However, he saw that these submarine boys were used to acting swiftly, and he began to believe that they would work better if left to their own devices. So he merely nodded, adding: "I'll wait here. I'll hope to have a report before long."
It was Hal, reporting, and inquiring whether any word had come from his chum. "Mr. Benson is here, and I think you'll do well to get here as quickly as you can," replied Ridder. "Is there any word " began Hal Hastings. Ting-ling-ling! The 'phone bell rang, cutting off Hal. The latter had received his orders, and his next concern was to obey them.
In the case of Joe Ridder it was distinctly the former. At nineteen his knowledge of the tender passion consisted of dynamic impressions received across the footlights at an angle of forty-five degrees.
Here we get the trip to Washington, while Lieutenant Ridder will have only the fun of going out to the cliff above Cobtown to-morrow to have a look at what is left of Millard's mine." Their train brought the submarine boys into Washington just before seven in the morning. There was time for a good breakfast.
"No," said Joe evasively, as he endeavoured in vain to coax back the shine to an old pair of shoes. "Well, I'm right glad you ain't. Berney and Dick ain't got up the coal, and there's all them dishes to wash, and the baby she's got a misery in her year." "Has paw turned up?" asked Joe. "Yes," answered Mrs. Ridder indifferently. "He looked in 'bout three o'clock.
"It is going to be easy, if you succeed in finding the fellow, and in turning him over to a policeman," replied Major Woodruff. "And, by the way, I have just remembered that Lieutenant Ridder, of the engineer corps, reported last night from a former station in the West. No one around here will know him. Good enough! I'll have Ridder get into citizen's clothes and go about with you three.
The author not only gives an account of the conference held at the Waldorf-Astoria between Ambassador von Holleben, Professors Munsterberg of Harvard and Schoenfield of Columbia and himself, on the one side, and Herman Ridder on the other, but he gives the instructions from Berlin that Herr Ridder could only keep his subsidy from the German Government for the New Yorker Staats Zeitung by placing his fealty to Germany first and subordinating his Americanism, and that otherwise Ambassador von Holleben would found a rival German paper that would have back of it "unlimited resources, to wit: the total resources of the German Empire."
With a noble gesture he turned to Bernard Ridder, who sprang to meet him, his eyes blazing with loyalty. "There are no German-Americans!" shouted Ridder. "We're all Americans! Americans!" He clasped Roosevelt's hand while the audience shouted its delight. Quick on his feet came Charles Edward Russell, fired with the same resistless patriotism. "There are no more socialists!" he cried.
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