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FROM THE BLUE a TVm a kn f htsuir on nftli rhiiainia. t. ih. .hrii-ior. ro.d. b.ck f th trtnehM la Fraf; Fmm th draw Jimoricmm hm tm llk buepltAls kmc th IrtocbM ovr tbr"? From Nw yn. R. I., lo KIaport. Ptfftutn; from (ft Bla Bank lb RI I'tm: rafer tb prtor la ytir mln1 and thra la r Mlitw tha ror of daant ymnm Amorlraa vnmM who if trav tnv ma prtl of too aa and tha rtvora a Itra a lb flrtnv lino, ravine for tt wtalaB4 aad dTtna af oartb mad cam I l. lirlnf aohlad thm all lha afTvrnoon ta. al'li (owns, aparaa, opulaaca aod com for f bom. T worn- of Amorlra bar bow pro fatoa. "Patriotlaiti."" or Jnf plain "rlo-l-i m tir bit." tbT rail It. Thlo pro- fMloa taba tbm ml th danroa hS' ard that In afhr waro foaahl by our for- ftbra war aHarod ontr bT tb man. T eaa rd all tltovl fhta rw profwfAn and Ilia bfad of -tba II orfara In tba fallow In a arrlet. Th ta b a otor of two A marl - oaa aira llTlna In an Raatarn Am-rra n rttr, aad It ! tvptroi af ail Amartra. of-tb brava. aaw wnmaaboo1 of Amorlca. al thta crUU In tba acloa'a btatorr. BY H. C WORRIS. --'ERE ara two motion plctnrca at I I which yon will plra wax for ---- tbo a par of half a rrl or ao. Tha firat la a fahlonabla anmmr rasort on tha Nw Fnrland coaat. Half tho waaJth and diatlnrtlon of tha Vnltrd Ftataa la en tiptoo upon tha brach. ahoutlnc ancoararomant to a flashing: Una of awlmmora Just brrond the foam. Tha rmca la clo. hot at Ita rtnlnh thr comoa pantlna aa trtor to tha aan4 ymmir woman, roar from th cold watar. brilliant of aya and ami) tha tjrpa of rl-oroaa Amaricaa jrirl- Bood. Tha crowd that watrhad her win tha "" watchaa alao nntll aha acamper to tha bathhouse and tha mlnlatra- tlona of her maid. For tb!a la th eort of modem youna; woman who la amatomed aot only to arduous exar ciae. but to luinry. PTatty. soon she Is troingr to amerra from the bathhouse clad la tha daintiest and amartret of white afternoon frocks, with picture rat. afternoon tea mannera and the de tailed air of a moneyed young: person who didn't know tha word "enertlon" had ever crept Into toe English lan guas:. While It awaits her reappearance tha crowd strolls orer to tha tennla coart and for an hour watchea another ettm c'.rl. hair wind-blown and face alight with the Joy of combat, aend emanhlng drives acralast her opponent's sturdy defanse. Tha fight la hard. It calls for swift thinking, for an alert foot and hand. Tha slim girl with the wind-blown hair anatchea victory to ber own aide of the net at the very mo wn!, when victory aeema about to perch aa her opponent's racquet. Then no less versatile than agile aha dashes to tha clubhouse for a quick Chang Into evening gown aad a awlft traaaf ortnaUon. thanka to haurpia and ft? A ?l . vJ -. 'oa The New Profession of the - : ' sc - I powder poff, from th delightful hoy d" to th dmnr debutmnt.. It la a shell-ribbed road in Franc for the second picture la now on tha screen. Splintered blta of what were trare; ahattered stones of what were villages: tha black smoke of artillery, far off; tha sullen. muffW boom distant guns desolation made manl feat la In this little corner of Franca. Down the road, bumping over piles c brick and optorn - cobbles. Jouncin Into shell-holee, swaying dlzxlly like ship at sea, but ever going onward- down that trade road there cornea motortruck. Tha trip la dangeroua. The road la full of bad places. The al la full of horror. A Zeppelin hover Ing overhead Ilka a hungry raven la not outatdo tha possibilities. Out from tha ruins run children, like famished rabbits. At their heels stum ble older people, alowly. half Incredu lou. Is It possible that food and clothes, that relief aad comfort, have actually come Look down tha road, at tha turn. where the shell-holes ara ghastliest. That building the new one la a hos pital. In and out among tha wards move people whoaa eyea must game on things that Cod surely never Intended human belnga to endure: people whose hands must be ready to press down the lids of tha dead, to atanch a wound, to scrub a floor, to bold shattered limb ao that tba pain will be less acute. Tha trip In that motorcar, the work In that hospital, both undertaken In land of desolation amid, the somber rumble of guns, among tha sights that make men faint and heartsick these are Jobs that require cool nerves strong wits and steadfast hearts. If, then, you had the choice, what driver would you place at the chauffeur's wheel of that truck? And what offl clal would you send to work In a ward of that hospital? While yoa run down a list of burly men Jess WlUard. John L. Sullivan and their Ilk can you find time for a smile at tha suggestion that you man the truck and tha ward with American debutantes? Smile on. But that motor which wung craaily down the half-oblit-rated road to bring not merely bread. but also hope to the crushed children of Franca la driven by our allra young ennts champion. And the person who braves the aighta and smells and sounds of tha hospital ward Is none other than our bright-eyed awlmmlng champion. It la a far cry from tha luxurloua etlvltlea of Newport, aglltter with pleasure, silken with ease, to that tiny, nameless, sacked and ruined heap of tonea through which the shelled road wlsta behind tba allied lines. By ML y - L " iv-- 4ll TO TTTE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN. TORTXAXD, BOOK TO THE RED CROSS: It Leads Them From Home to Jobs" Out Battle Line "we" Ji 'AC J: niYLLIS WALSH Women of America "Patriotism. Lives of Ease at on the Far-flimg o f Europe ' .tl - : W -Uli--;. aw .A mm s smA mom ; -J Al'! .;j rfartasawJaai w 4 r . . '. :.-"-' .-'i I I i Li ?f , v Kyv'a!!. ,w -a :?A,, y f ;; . " V . f X - -i lr- i t " '' IF ' ' rat-ai-r u. . - I -7 i I a w If - - t - - MARGARET PIERSOI. -a- a-oav ia ar I 1 m JANUARY 20, 1913. J measuring; the length of that very far cry a cry, by the way, -which holds within Its range the gayest note of pleasure and the saddest note of world agony you may measure the depth of the sacrifice which Margaret Piersol and Phyllis Walsh have made.' They sailed only recently for France, these two Philadelphia society girls. And when the vessels which carried them melted Into the fog off the edge of the submarine zone there should have melted also and forever that old, envious disparagement of the rich as a soulless crowd and of society as thing productive of nothing more he roic than the butterfly. Philadelphia knew Phyllis Walsh as an all-round amateur athlete, clever at Ice skating and at hockey and excellent at tennis. She Is the daughter of Mrs, Florence Vuhn Walsh, whose home is at 6012 Drexel road, Overbrook, and she ought to be good in athletics, be cause her father the late Philip J. Walsh was a widely known sports man. Her uncles, too, are William H. T. Huhn, one of the greatest polo and court tennis players In America, many times a champion, and Sarmuel P. Huhn, member of the Racquet Club and a ten nis star of the first magnitude. With such people as relatives and with the addition of George A. Huhn, the banker, as a grandfather, the young lady was well qualified to become not only a leader in society sportsman cir cles, but also In the younger set which has Its name in the Blue Book and l entitled to the adjective "exclusive. The right to be exclusive, however, did not blind Kiss Walsh to the somewhat y. k a X T . a. .a- V K iit . t -wer, 11 --i'iV;ft! A TRANSLATION r - -a AW- It is a far cry from the luxurious activities of Newport to the. helled-road twists behind the Allied lines. By measuring "the length of that far cry you may measure the depth of sacrifice of these two American girls finer right to be democratic. Though only 20 years old, she has won a whole shelfful of cups and medals for prow ess in sports, and she has won also a reputation for clean and thorough-going sportsmanship. Before she started overseas she gave a proof that her journey would be made in all earnestness, for she sent ahead of her a motortruck selected and pur chased by herself. One of the most skilful motorists in the city, she never theless acquired a first-hand acquaiil- tance with the mechanism of the truck she is going-to drive before she had it shipped abroad. Miss Walsh sailed about the first of this month, only a few days earlier than that -other Philadelphian, Miss Piersol. In the party that went with Miss Walsh were Helen Frick, daugh ter of Henny Clay Frick, the steel mag nate; Constance Robson, of New York, and Katherine Force, sister of John Ja cob Astor's widow. It Is the Duryea War Relief Service which Miss Walsh- has entered, and women drivers in this service have at times gone with their bundles of food and clothing even as far as shelter directly behind the front-line trenches. Although in all probability Miss Walsh's work will be done at some dis tance behind the lines, yet in cases of great emergency, she may be one of those sent even to the danger points. In any event, the work is one that makes every day both long and hard. Miss Piersol is the daughter of Dr. George A. Piersol, of Philadelphia. Since her father is professor of anat omy at the University of Pennsylvania, It is not remarkable that Miss Piersol decided to enter the Red Cross branch of war relief. She is a graduate of Vassar and a post-graduate of the Uni versity of Pennsylvania. Her brother, Malor Georere Piersol. is commander of the Medical Division of the Univer sity Base Hospital No. 20, which re cently mobilized. They are doing their bit, these Phila delphia girls and it is a man's bit in spite of the fact or because of the fact that they didn't need to stir outside their Qwn safe homes except for the call of a clear vision. Remember the fashionable beach and the fashionable tennis court. Then glance at that mo tortruck, muddied and scarred, fum bling its way along an appalling road dance at a hurrying girl with the I Red Cross insignia on her arm moving white-lipped but fiteady-eyed amid in- , . - .v 4 r A. Jill Tin 8$ --4 ,'JLa credible sights in a hospital ward And then you'll know why Philadel phia is perhaps a little more than usually proud of these two daughters. WEST ONE BIG OPEN HOUSE Clubs and Private Homes 'Welcome Men In Service. SAN FRANCISCO, Jan. 12. The latch string of the West is out to the en listed men and all others in the fight ing forces of the United States. The territory from the Canadian line to Mexico and from the Pacific Ocean to an undefined line a thousand or so miles inland, is one big "open house" for the entertainment of the uniformed forces. At the head of the welcoming hosts is the War Camp Community Service. The "open house" consists In the equipping of clubs and other recreation places and the throwing open of count less private homes to the soldiers. Clubs are situated in San Francisco, Menlo Tark, Palo Alto, San Jose, Val lejo, Los Angeles and San Diego, Cal. ; Salt Lake City, Tacoma and Seattle. Other clubs are under construction In Portland and Astoria, Or.; Vancou ver, Wash., and Benicia, Oakland and San Pedro, Cal. The clubs are but one feature of the War Camp Community Service. The service has set out to supply recrea tion in place of the commercialized amusements which do not always add to the moral and physical fitness of the fighting men. Toward this end It has recruited the homes of the West, where the men may attend dinner par ties, dances, week ends ancfother inno cent amusements. These pleasures are supplemented by automobile rides, football, baseball and other games, en tertainments in the camps and like events. Each householder is asked to become a unit in the service. The service does the work outside the camps that the Y. M. C. A., and the Knights of Columbus are doing within them. In this way the very best Influences are guiding the recreation of the fighting man, and showing him at the same that the country is grate ful for his sacrifice. Son of First Engineer Dead. BLAIRSTOWN, lows, Jan. 1. Mat Tt-mple. 76 years old, a railroad engi neer and son of the first man in the world to run a locomotive, died at his home here, and railroad men from many parts of the country attended his funeral. His father piloted tha first railroad engine that ran In Eng land. His five brothers are railroad engineers. W5 2 tS