Dynamite

Rosyfingered dawn had not yet streaked the sky above the Acropolis. It was the undiplomatic hour of one o'clock of a March morning, and the British Minister to Greece, Sir Milne Cheetham, and Lady Cheetham were sleeping soundly when a group of Greek revolutionaries left sticks of dynamite on the front steps of the British Legation. Sir Milne and Lady Cheetham and all the servants awakened instantly. The dynamite had exploded. The Legation steps were blown away, the massive wooden doors of the Legation were wrecked, a dozen windows were broken.

Sentries outside the Ministries of Finance, Marine and the Interior saw two men running from the scene of the explosion. Within an hour, M. Papanastasion, the new

Premier, and M. Aravantinos, Minister of the Interior, who had jumped into their clothes with the celerity of U. S. firemen, called on Sir Milne, expressed their regret.

When it was discovered that a similar impromptu call had been paid at the Rumanian Legation, where five sticks of dynamite and a fuse were discovered in a crack of the doorstep, the Government ordered a close watch to be kept on all Legations and reinforced the police by two companies of infantry.