Espionage, German -- United States -- Fiction; Germans -- United States -- Fiction; Spy stories
"Phosphorus has a peculiar property," explained Grant. "When it is
in a certain degree of solution it unites readily with the oxygen in
the air, which is merely another way of saying that it burns. The
burning of the wheat fields is an example of the methods of the I.W.W.
prompted by Imperial Germany's desire to keep supplies of food from
reaching the Allies. These bogus geologists had small bags filled with
dry phosphorus. To accomplish their design it was merely necessary to
give the bag a soaking with water and throw it into a field. Several
hours afterward when the sun had dried the phosphorus to the degree of
solution where it unites with the air it would burst into flame and
ignite the wheat."
As a convincing demonstration to the farmer Grant procured a small
piece of phosphorus and showed him how it would start burning by merely
dropping it into water.
"You see it floats when placed on water," said Grant as the farmer
watched the little blue flame with changing expressions. "The underpart
is too thoroughly saturated while the top part is dry. Between there is
a section which is at the proper percentage of solution and hence the
burning."
"Let me assure you," said the farmer finally with a set jaw, "that
the wheat lands are going to be a mighty unhealthy place from now on,
for I.W.W.'s, German spies or anyone else carrying little sacks of
anything."
"I can give you the assurance," said Grant, "that from now on it will
be a very risky thing for a person to try to purchase phosphorus
anywhere in the country unless he can prove a legitimate use for it."
Dixie and Grant started back for New York that night, for every moment
which they could spare was devoted to Von Bernstorff, Dr. Albert and
Heinric von Lertz in an effort to gain the evidence which they knew
existed that Germany was supplying the I.W.W. with the funds by which
the agitators were spreading havoc throughout the country. But they
were destined not to reach there, at least not until several weeks
later. A telegram forwarded from the Criminology Club was handed to
Grant on the train while it was speeding through Ohio.
"Will you see me at your earliest convenience."
That was the wording of the message and the fact that it was signed by
Mrs. Blank, the wife of an unscrupulous broker who had virtually sold
her to Von Bernstorff in return for tips which he might receive which
would be profitable on the stock market in case Germany's plots were
successful, caused Grant to alight at the next station and call her on
the long distance telephone.
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