THE " OREGON - SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, SUNDAY ; MORNING, 'MAY 14, 1918.
MY 'TRIP
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Copyright, ltaby the Tribune Ataocistion
li . JTb f ir yrlt Tribune.)
rrank H. 8fmond.authar ot 'Th lreat
Tar," and on of the foretnoet obaerwrs ot
, tba European eenfliet, recently rtnrnd to
. t-qw tgiira niitn iran u Deiiwironi in
Vraafl. wber hn obtained first hand Infor
mation ot tba fish Una; at Vardna. Hit ob-
eci-rattens. ara Included in a aeriea of artielaa
ot walcb this ta tba first.
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f'TtOAD.- to Verdun ran ' through
the Elysee Palace, and It u to
the, courtesv and Interest of the
. nviilnt hf th French rODUblio that I
' owed my opportunity to aee the battle
for the) Meuse city at close range. Al
ready . through the kindness of the
French j general staff. I had teen the
had been guided over these fields by
- " tf leere-who had shared In the opening
v.,i.. mvmA trrnnca. But Verdun
was more difficult; there is little time
for caring for the wandering oorre
MinitMt when a declsivs contest la ro-
, In forward, and quite naturally the
general etaf f turned a deaf ear to my
request.
. Through the kindness of one of the
many Frenchmen who gave time and
effort to make my pilgrimage a suc-
rar Like our own American creel-
dent, the French chief magistrate isi
in ivia nr ttn amn i manriAn run
audience simply because It was one
more and, in a sense, the final' proof
for me of th friendliness, the courage.
the interest mat tne American win
find today In France. I had gone to
Paris, my ears filled with the warnings
of those who told me that it was hard
to be an American in Europe, in Franco,
, In tha present hour. I hid gone ex
pecting, or, at least, fearing, that I
. aHAiilA flnil it met
.," Thus it came about that all my dtffl-
cul ties vanished when I had been per-
mltted to express to the president my
desire to see Verdun and to go hack to
America I was sailing within the
' -v week able to report what I had seen
' with my own eyes of the decisive bat
tie still going forward around the Lor
reine city. Without further delay, dls
" ' cusslon, it waa promised that 1 should
go cared for by the French military
authorities, and that I should be per
mitted to see all that one could see at
the moment of the contest.
The Xoad to War.
We left Parts in the early afternoon;
my companions were M. Henri Ponsot,
. chief of the press service of the min
istry of foreign affairs, and M. Hugues
le Roux, a distinguished Frenchman of
letters, well known to many Ameri
cans. In less than an hour we were pass
ing the rear of the line held by the
British at the battle of the Marne, and
barely (0 minutes after we had passed
out through the Vlncennea gate we
met at Courtacon the flrrt of the ruined
villages that for 200 miles line the
. roadways that lead from the capital to
, Lorraine and Champagne. Suddenly, in
the midst of a peaceful countryside,
after passing a score of undisturbed
Villages villages so like one to anoth
eryou come to one upon which the
storm has burst, and instead of snug
houses, smiling faces, the air of con
tentment and happiness that was
France, there is only a heap ot ruins,
houses with their roofs gone, their
walls torn by shell fire, villages aban
doned, partially or wholly, contempor
ary Pompeils, overtaken by the Vesu
vius of Krupp.
Coincidentally. there appear along
the roadside, in the fields, among the
plow furrows, on every Hide, the crosses
that mark the graves of those that died
for France or for Germany.
Where Bala Jtelraa,
r On this day our route led eastward
through the villages which In Septem
ber, 114, woke from at least a century
of oblivion from the forgetting that
followed Napoleon's last campaign in
Franca to a splendid but terrible 10
days: Courtacon, Sezanne, La-Fere
Champenoiae, Vltry-le-Krancols. the re
gion where Franchet d'Eeprey and Foch
fought, where the "Miracle of the
Marne" was performed. Mile after
mile the countryside files by, the never
chanting Impression of a huge' cem
etery, the hugest in the world, the
' stricken villages, now and then striv
ing to begin again, a red roof here and
there telling of the first counter of
fensive Of peace, of construction made
against the whirlwind that had come
and gone.
Always, too, nothing but old men
' and women, these and children, work
In; in the broad fields, still partially
, cultivated, but no longer the fields of
; that perfectly cared for France of the
. other peace days. Women and children
at -the plow, old men bent double by
age' still spending such strength as is
left in the tasks that war has set for
, them. This Is the France behind the
front, and, aside from the ruined vil
lages and graves, the France that
,. stretches from the Pyrenees to the
.Marne, a France from which youth and
manhood are gone, in which age and
childhood remain with the women. Yet
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Of the youth and manhood of France
and Germany was burled In the graves
tha crosses demonstrated at every kilo
meter. At the aok .of the Tront.
" BUt a hundred miles east of Paris
there begins a new world. Tha graves,
the shell-cursed villages, remain, but
this Is no longer the France of the
Marne fighting and of tha war of two
years ago. At Vitry-le-Francols you
pass almost 'without warning into the
rt-glon which is the back of the front
today, the base of all the line of fire,
from Rheims to life Meuse, and sud
denly along the roadppear the can
vas guldeposts which bear the terse
warning, Verdun." You pass sudden
ly from ancient to contemporary his-
, tory, from the killing of other years
i to the killing that Is of today the
Killing ana tne woundmg and along
the hills where there are still graves
there begin to appear Red Crojn tents
and signs, and ambulances paus you
bearing the latest harvest,
r And now every village is a garrison
town. For a hundred mila ih.r.
Tnavs been only women and old men.
bui now inert are only soldiers they
fill the streets; they crowd the' door
ways of . the houses. The fields are
filled with tents, with horses, with
all the.irrtpedlments of an army. The
whole country-side is a place of arms.
BACKACHE. PAIN IN
Bear Mr. Editor: v
r-.Fr a long time I suffered from
backache, pain In left side, frequent
Urination (bothering me at all times
during tha day nd night), and the
uric acid in my blood caused me to
suffer from rheumatism along with a
constant tired, worn-out feeling. I
heard of the new discovery of Dr.
Pierce, of the Invalids' Hotel" and Sur-
, gleal ! Institute., Buffalo, N. ., called
4nnc,- ana obtaining tnese taoiets
I at once began their use. .After riv
ing "Anuria" a good trial I believe It
to be the best kidney remedy on the
market today. I have tried other
kidney. medicines, but thesa "Anuria
Tableta" of Dr. Pierce's ar tha only
ones, in my opinion, that will curt
aianey and bladder troubles,
(Signed) v HENRY A. LOVE.
Note: Experiments aPIr. Pierce's
Hospital for several years proved that
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Every branch of French service Is
about you Tunisians, Turcos, cav
alry, the black, the brown and the
white the men who yesterday or last
week were In the first line, who rest
and will return tomorrow or next day
to fight again.
The Prlsomers of War,
ITnmlstakiably, too, you feel thit
this is-the business of war; you are
in a factory, a machine shop; if the
product is death and destruction. It
no less a matter of machinery, not
of romance, of glamour. The back of
the front is a place of work and of
rest for more work, but of parade of
the brilliant, of the fascinating there
1 just nothing. Men with bright but
plainly weary faces, not young men,
but men of SO and above, hard bitten
by their experience, patently fit, fed,
but somehow related to the ruins and
the destruction around them, they are
all about you, and wherever now you
see a grave you will discover a knot
of men standing before it talking
soberly. Wherever you see the ves
tiges of an old trench, a hill that was
fought for at this time 20 months
ago. you will see new practice
tienches and probably the recruits, the
"Class of 1817," the boys that are
watting for the call, listening to an
officer explaining to them what has
been done here, the mistake or the
good Judgment revealed by the event.
For France is training the youth that
remains to her on the still recent bat
tlefields and in the presence of those
who died to keep the ground.
The Zdfe Ida at Verdun.
Just as the darkness came we
passed St. Dlsier and entered at last
upon the road to Verdun, the one road
that Is the life line of the city. For
to understand the real problem of the
defence of Verdun you must realize
that there Is lacking to the city any
railroad. In September, 1914, the Ger
mans took St. Mlhiel and cut the rail
way coming north along the Meuse.
On their ' retreat from the Marne the
soldiers of the Crown Prince halted
at Montfaucon and Varennes,' and
their cannon have commanded the
Parls-Verdun-Meti a U road ever since.
Save for a crazy narrow gauge line
wandering along the hill slopes, climb
ing by impossible grades, Verdun is
without rail communication.
It was this that made the defence
of the town next to impossible. Par
tially to remedy the detect the French
had reconstructed a local highway
running from St. Dizler by Bar-le-Duc
to Verdun beyond the reach oC
Germany artillery. Today an army
of a quarter of a million of men, the
enormous parks of. heavy artillery and
field guns everything is supplied by
this one road and by motor transport
Coming north from St. Dialer we en
tered this vast procession. Mile after
mile the caravan stretched on, 60
miles with hardly a break of a hun
dred feet between trucks. Paris
'buses, turned into vehicles to bear
fresh meat; new motor trucks built to
carry 35 men and traveling In com
panies, regiments, brigades; wagons
from the hood of which soldiers, bound
to reppace the killed and wounded of
yestertlay, looked 'down upon you,
calmly but unsmilingly. From St.
Dizier to Verdun the Impression was
of that of the machinery by which
g.u unc.nsclou.iyyt unml.tak-
ably, that you were looking, not upon
automobiles, not upon separate trucks
but upon some vast and intricate sys
tem of belts and benches that were
steadily, swiftly, surely carrying all
this vast material, carrying men and
munitions and supplies, everything
human and inanimate, - to that vast
grinding mill which was beyond the
hills, the crushing machine which
worked with equal remorselessness
upon men and upon things. ,
A Great Machine.
Now and again, too, over the nills
came the Red Cross ambulances; they
passed yon returning from the front
and bringing within their carefully
closed walls the finished product, tho
fruits of the day's grinding, or a frac
tion thereof.' And about the whole
thing there was a sense of the me
chanical rather than the human, some
thing that suggested an automatic, a
machine-driven, movement; it was as
It an unseen system of belts and en
gines and levers guided, moved, pro
pelled this long procession upward
and ever toward the mysterious front
where the knives or axes or the grind-y-,g
stones did their work.
Night came down upon us along the
road and brought a new impression.
Mile on mile over Che hills and round
the curves, disappearing in the woods.
SIDE, RHEUMATISM.
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Lithla in expelling poisons from body!Tsf the school, took sn active part and
For those easily recognised avmntame
of inflammation as backache, scald
ing urine and frequent urination, as
well as sediment in the urine, or if
uric acid in , the blood has caused
rheumatism, it is simply wonderful
how surely "Anuric" acts. The best
of results are always obtained in cases
of acute rheumatism in the joints, in
gravel and gout, and invariably the
pains and stiffness which so frequent
ly and persistently accompany the dis
ease rapidly disappear. Send 10c for
large trial' package er go to your near
est drug' store and simply ask for a
50-cent package of "Anuria" manufac
tured by Dr. Pierce. If you suspect
kidney or bladder trouble, send him a
sample of your water and describe
symptoms. Or. Pierce's chemist will
examine it, then Dr. Pierce will re
port to you without fee -or any charge
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K&ute from Paris to Verdun is path of ruin. Destroyed villages and innumerable graves bear
reappearing on the distinct summits
of tha hills, each showing a rear light
that wagged crazily on the horizon,
this huge caravan flowed onward,
while in the villages and oh the hill
sides campfires flashed up and the
faces or the figures of the soldiers
could be seen now clearly and now
dimly. But all else was subordinated
to the line of moving transports.
Somewhere far off at one end of the
procession there was battle; some
where down below at tha other end
there was peace.' There all the re
sources, the life blood, the treasure in
men and in riches of Prance were
concentrating and collecting, were be
jif 'd 'n their motor fleet, which
like baskets on ropes , was carrying
it forward to the end of the line and
then bringing back what remained, or
ror the most part coming back empty,
ror more for more lives and more
treasure.
It was full night when our car came
down the curved grades into Bar-le-hul
at the corner, where
soldiers performed the work of traffic
policemen and steadily guided the car
avan toward the road marked By a
canvas sign lighted within by a single
candle and bearing the one word, Ver
dun. All night, too, the rumble of the
F" H?, trn8Dort He the air and
the little hotel shook with the Jar of
the heavy trucks, for neither by day
NEWS OF THE WEEK
IN PORTLAND'S SCHOOLS
(CVntlnued from Preetdlns; Par.).
mediately following the grand exit
marctf'of the characters. The role of
Titania was taken by Janet House.
One of the interesting events in the
entertainment was the trial scene from
"Henry VIII,read by Mrs. P. L. Thomp
son. A xylophone solo was nicely
played by Gabrlelle van der Pierre.
Hazel Brown gave a song, "Green
leaves," and Eva Davis and Jack Lol
Uck presented "The Keys of Heaven."
A piano eolo by Virginia Carter, and a
song, "Warwickshire," completed the
enjoyable program.
Much praise was given the primary
teachers. Misses Joseph, Fryer,
Thatcher and Heggle, for the direction
and costuming of the attractive
pageant.
Woodstock.
The second month in home credits
has ended. In the eight rooms of the
grammar grades 168 pupils are now re
porting home work. In all eight rooms
the coveted first place was won by a
girl again. - Of the highest 10 in each
room 57 were girls ani 23 were boys.
The following pupils a'e the three
highest lh each class in the amount of
helpful work done for their parents for
the month: 4, Alberta Larsen. Mike
Bruaco, Kstil Fisher; 4B, Esther Leake,,
Arthur Mathes, Martha Stewart; 5 A,
Emanuel Brusco, Marian Tompkins,
Margarette Foerater; SB, Erna Schmidt,
Lawrence Pearsall, Gregorle Haflinger;
6A, Bessie Ribble, Helen Rice, Clarence
Honsberger; 6B, Berkeley Gustafsen,
Laura Miller, Paul Brunner; 7A, Anna
belle Bates, Cecil Daniel, Beryl Slsk;
7B, Laurence Pease, Cecil Hackett, Mer
na Fisher; 8A, Beula Eckert, Frances
Anderson, Glenn Hackett; 8B, Alberta
Higley. Marian Cole, Violet Miller;
9A, Alta Finch, Eula Overstreet, Thel
ma Edy.
Hawthorne.
The two classes in the fifth grade
combined their efforts last week and
held two candy sales. The children ex
pected to earn money enough at these
sales to buy two outdoor basketballs.
They were agreeably surprised when
the proceeds far exceeded the amount
hoped for. The balls were ordered the
day of the last candy sale, Thursday.
So far this year the children of Haw
thorne have earned money enough for
seven basketballs. According to Pro
fessor Hadley, more amusement and
beneficial exercise are derived from
these balls than from any other source.
About 120 children are being trained
under the direction of Miss Vivian
Mlkle forthe May Festival, scheduled
for this week.
Failing
On Friday afternoon, at 2:80, the
students of the June graduating class
will present the play, "Uncle Tom's
Cabin," in the auditorium.
The upper gra6 girls have organised
an Indoor baseball team. They are
planning for some game in the near
future.
"Clean-Up" day was a "red" letter
day at Failing school. Miss Porter, as
"general," .and all 20 teachers, as "lieu
tenants." assisted bv the .700 students
marched out at 1 o'clock and cleaned
every street in Failing school district.
Mrs. Isaac Swett, the Falling district
efficient leader, was present, and ably
directed the work.
Couch,
May 28, the first annual grammar
school acquatlc meet will be held at
the Couch school natatorlum.
Tha boys of the different schools on
both the east and west side of the
river have been working hard for the
past two months to give their re
spective schools the -best showing.
The - boys are divided Into two
classes, juniors and seniors.
The meet will be under the personal
direction of toward S. McKay and
James Burke. . The judges of the meet
will be 'Edward Humphrey. CoUlster
Wheeler. George Anderson, Leon
Faber, EdJ Leslie and E. R. Holt- -4
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nor by night is there a halt in the
motor transport, and the sound of this
grinding in never low.
General Headquarters.
It was little more than daylight
when we took the road again, with a
39 mile drive to Verdun before us.
Almost Immediately we turned into
the Verdun route we met again the
caravan of automobiles, ( of camions,
as the French say. It still flowed on
without break. Now, too, we entered
the main road, the one road to Verdun,
the road that had been built by the
French army against just such an at
tack as was now in progress. The
road was as wide as Fifth avenue, as
smooth as asphalt a road that, when
peace comes, if it ever does, will de
light the motorist. Despite the traffic
it had to bear, it was in perfect repair,
and soldiers In uniform sat by the
side breaking stone and preparing
metal to keep It so.
The character of the country had
now changed. We were entering the
region of the hills, between the Aisne
and the Meuae, a country reminiscent
of New England. Those hills are the
barrier which beyond the Si e use, under
the names of the Cote de Meuse, have
been tha scene of so much desperate
fighting. The roads that sidled off
to the west bore battle names,- St.
Mihlel. Troyon, and the road that we
followed was still marked at ' every
A Bit of a Bite Wi' Harry Lauder
and William Morris
Exposure of the "Spendthrift" Tales
By JACK
Having admitted in print that I was
raised on the same farm with Ruth St.
Denis; that I lunched with Richard
Harding Davis, Charles E. Van Loan
and Charles Dana Gibson; that I knew
Broncho Billy's right name, and that I
knew Winona Winter when? she was1 a
babe; that 1 am on writing terms with
Henry Watterson and Theodore Roose
vefll, and that George M. Cohan never
comes to town without giving me a
hall, I might as well out with it Har
ry Lauder and I are bosom friends.
I have sailed many seas with the
classic Scot. For some five seasons I
was his press agent by special appoint,
ment of Ms majesty, William Morris.
It was only last week that Dick T rav
ers, the movie idol and my very dear
friend (what, again!) from the stage of
the Palace Jdusic Hall, twice daily, said
that I was about to stage a wine-opening
contest between my pal Lauder and
my dear companion, Charlie Chaplin.
(Yes I know him, too. Dear me. Am
I growing monotonous?)
However all this leads to the fact
that I lunched with Harry when he ar
rived, and renewed old acquaintance.
Weel, Jock," said Lauder (he al
ways calls me Jock McLait), 'here I am
In my favorite toon
again o' all the
wurruld."
"Sx," said I. "I
pulled that in ev
ery hamlet on the
globe. I had you
buying a bungalow
In Los Angeles, a
farm In New Jer
sey, a plantation
In Georgia, a Ford
in Detroit and a
drink In Louis
ville. How's busi
ness?" "Business?" said
the comicl "Ah,
lad, syne ye gle
up travelln' as my
press agent. It's
been harrd for me.
Ye see, I was
known as the mon that Jock McLait
was advertising and syne I cut aw a'
free the auld alliance I'm no langer
recognized the hoo."
"Tell It to 8weeney," said I, genial
ly. "Getting press stuf for you is like
paentloning Roosevelt's name in a pre
paredness congress."
"Weel, weel," said Harry (sure; I
call him Harry). "You're grown the
modes' lad. And its' only a few brief
months agone you said If not for you
Brooklyn.
Last Wednesday Brooklyn school
celebrated its "Clean-Up" day, and the
youngsters did their part to make the
city beautiful. As school was dis
missed for the afternoon, the work of
cleaning up the surrounding neighbor
hood was undertaken by the pupils.
Several little gardeners are working
with the intention of entering their
products in the state garden contest.
As a. rule, the. school, gardens at
Brooklyn are doing splendidly.
Each grammar school is doing its
part in the May festival, to be given at
the Multnomah field. Tuesday.
Brooklyn is contributing 48 to the cal
isthenics drill, 24 in the wands and 24
in the club drilL
Penintula.
The Alcott club; which was formed
at the beginning of last term, has con.
tinued to' hold its meetings regularly!
in the Peninsula branch library. The
presiding officers are; Mildred Whit
come, president; Jean Rugg, vice-president;
Emma Stephens, secretary. They
are working hard on two short plays,
"The Three Wishes" and The Brewing
or jirains, wmen tney are expecting
o lv. in th. near future: V -
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turn with the magic word Verdun.
Our immediate objective was Boullly.
the obscure hill town 20 miles, pep
haps, south of the front, from whlcn
Barrail had defended Verdun in the
Marne days and from which Petal n
was now defending Verdun against
a still more terrible attack.
And in France today one speaks
only of Verdun and Pettln. Soldiers
have their day; Joffre, Castelnau,
Foch, all retain much of the affection
and admiration they have deserved,
but at the moment it is the man who
has held Verdun that France thinks
of, and there was the promise for us
that at Boullly we should see the
man whose fame had filled the world
In the recent great and terrible weeks.
Upward and downward - over the
hills, -through more ruined villages,
more hospitals, more camps, our
march took us until after a short
hour wo came to Soullly, general head
quarters of the Army of Verdun, of
Petain, the center o the world for
the moment.
A OUznpse) of SouUlly.
Few towns have done less to prepare
for greatness than Soullly. It coasts
a single street three Inches deep in
the clay mud of the spring a single
street through which the Verdun
route marches almost' contemptuously,
the same nest of atone and plaster
LAIT-
I'd still be a coal miner-Jn Scootland."
"Not at all." said I. "I said that, as
far as I knew, you would still be a coal
miner in Scotland. For" all I know, you
might have moved to Wales, and mined
there."
"Weel, Jock." said Lauder, Onnyway,
I hae this to thank you for: It was you
who furrst spread the tale that I was
thrufty let's ca it that, though, as a
fact, you wrote that I was stengy. I
didna' like it at furrst. But. I grew
used to it, and it saved me monny a
shillin.' It's got so the noo that nae
mon dreams o' letting ma pick -up a
dinner check.
"The yarn followed me to Africa and
Australia and back home to Glasgle
and to Edinburrrrrrrru.
"It's saved me monny a beggln' let
ter and monny a theatrical tooch. It's
kep' get-money-qulck sharrks awa', and
it's made my credit goo' in onny bank.
"Take exomple frae it, Jock. The
wurruld-says it displace a stengy mon.
But doon in its heart the wurruld re
spects him snd wants his patronage.
Your hall-feilow-weel-saturated is a
popular dog in his clubs an' his hang
outs. But he Is a yellow dog in his
bank. Aye, Jock!
"I am no the stengy mon you pro
claimed me. I do my charities In a
quiet way a verry quiet way. On my
estate in Dunoon I hae pensioners and
auld folks that would be in the alms
house were it not for the meanness o'
Harry Lauder. You yoursel' hae seen
me gi' a beggar a dollar where a dime
would 'a served as weell.
"That's a story Jock, by the way,
that you neverr printed."
"Nobody would believe It," said I.
"And it's weel." said he. "Why kick
a popular superstition? If the beggar
had known it was 'Arry Lauder that gr
him the dollar, he'd a thocht it was a
counterfeit, mayhap."
' a a
I was quite moved.
It Is true, to a large extent, that the
stories of Lauder's stinginess, which
had circumnavigated the English-reading
globe, had emanated from my type
writer. It had been I who wrote of his in
nate thrift, of the huge fortune that he
was piling up while he lived on por
ridge and tea.
I had written the tale of how, after
a brilliant engagement in a New York
theatre, he had . . .
called the faithful
i l-tago crew togeth-
shifter with a pho
tograph and said:
"When I come next
season, I'll auto
graph it for you."
I had issued the
high-flown tale, of
his demanding cab
fare to and from
the com mand per
formance in Lon
don before the
British ' monarcha.
None other than
myself had au
thored the roman
tic tale of his cha-
crln on finding.
when he .took over his Immense Scot
tish estate, that by precedent he. was
called upon to "set up" a feast to all
the commoners and tennaate. -
Its was I who conceived the bit of
repartee in Denver, where a newsboy.
seeing. Lauder's shabby overcoat, cried
lout: "Harry your coat has seen bet
ter days!" and Lauder snapped back,
wittily, but economically, "Yea and
better towns!" .-..., .,, -I
had. circulated a story, false aa
Judas, that Leader froxe his bare knees
outside the hotel while he bought a
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witness to the havoc of war.
houses, one story high, houses from
which the owners had departed to
make room for generals and staff offi
cers. This and one thing more, the
Malrle, the town hall, as ueital the
onie pretentious edifice of the French
hamlet, and before the stairway of this
we stopped and got out.
We were at headquarters. From this
little building, affected for perhaps a
century to the business of governing
the commune of Soullly, with Its scant
thousand of people, Petain was defend
ing Verdun and the fate of an army of
160.000 men at the least. In the up
stairs room, where the town council
lors had once debated parochial ques
tions. Joffre and Castelnau and Petain
in the terrible days of the opening con
flict, had consul ted. argued, aecided,
decided the fate of France, so the Ger
mans had said, for they had made the
fall of Verdun the assurance of French
6ollapse.
Unconsciously, too, you felt the
change in the character of the popula
tion of this village. There Were still
the soldiers, the eternal gray -blue uni
forms, but there were also men of a
different type, men of authority. In
the street your guides pointed out to
you General Hert, the man who had
designed and planned and accomi.llshed
the miracle of the motor transport that
had saved Verdun with the aid of the
art, because It cost a penny on the cor
ner and : cents inside.
And there had been a reason. I
found that stingy Lsuder stories were
eaten alive by the editors; new anec
dotes of his canny economies got into
print easily. What was the use of ex
perimenting with untried material,
when I had ay mother-lode of press
agent stuff that was sure fire?
a
Still, it hurt me now. In my heart I
felt I knew that Lauder wasn't stingy
at all that Is, he wasn't nearly so
tight as I had advertised; anyway, the
particular stories- I had invented
weren't true.
And. with all that he thanked me
far them; and. as I was well paid for
them, I felt that I had lost something
in his estimation, and that I might
have gone a little lighter on the fakes
about his purse strings.
Mr. Morris, the
third man at the
luncheon, sat si
l e n t. He read
what was in my
heart. He, too,
had caught the
half - injured,
though indulgent
strain of his rem
iniscences. V
He. too, felt that
perhaps he had
given me too much
leeway too long in
these unbridled
Lauder's indisposi
tion to spend any
part of his $5000 a
week.
Conscience-stricken
as we both were
Morris and I we both thought of
the same thing at the same time. We
both reached for the check, which the
waiter had diplomatically placed in
the center of the table.
But' Lauder beat us both to ft. He
reached out and seised it and held It
where we couldn't reach it.
Then he looked toward me and said:
"Don't break your arm, lad. Why
should you pay? I can afford it much
better. So can Will Morris. And. syne
he's the manager, he's the one to pay
it," and he handed the check to Morris.
Never again will, I write libels about
Lauder's stinginess.
Boudoir Beauty.
In the direction of the boudoir gown
the feeling for rainbow radiancy is
especially marked, and as there are no
hard and fast rules as to styles to be
observed. It follows that no limit is
placed On the creative genius of the
clever costumiere, whose fancy in the
matter of cut and color is giver) free
rein. The little shoulder capes, the
wide turnover collars, the short,
straight coats now in vogue, and the
varied forms of stole and pelerine pro
vided for wear over the transparent
corsage, which is the corsage of the
moment, are excellently adapted for
diversity in the matter of color treat
ment. Goaaamer chiffon and stiff brocade
of an Oriental gorgeousness of hue are
alike employed. Taffeta, faille, satin,
lace none of these materials comes
amiss' to the dressmaker with ideas.
Tha gorgeous costumes of the princes
of India have inspired some of the
boudoir coats, which are not only east
em in the. splendor of their colorings,
bat in actual shape resemble more than
a-little the long coat which so often
farms - part of an Oriental's dress.
Large paste or enamel buttons, such as
the native loves, lend an added touch
of realism, and. the slightly decollete
neck is often bordered by a band of
fur. La Mode never does things by
halves; and when it comes to the point
ot paying compliments she can hold her
own with the most accomplished flat
terer. In the winter it was the Bersag
llert hat; Just now it Is the Queen of
the Adriatic to whom grateful homage
1st paid. -
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Ann Arbor, May ia. All o the
works dealing with international, law
In the library of the late Dr. James B
Angell are left to the general library
of the University- of Michigan , in .the
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brave men fighting somewhere not
far beyond the nearest hills. He had
commanded at Verdun when tha attack
came, and without hesitation he' had
turned over his command to Peta.n, his
Junior In service and rank before the
war, given up the glory and become
the superintendent of transport Men
spoke to you of the fine loyalty nt that
action with unconcealed admiration.
Interview with retain.
"Were we to see Verdun?" This was
the first problem. I had been warned
two days before that the bombard
ment was raging and that It was quite1
possible that It would be unsnfe to
go further. But the news was rese
surlng: Verdun was tranquil. "And
Petain T" One could not yet say.
Even as we spoke there was a stir
ring in the crowd, general saluting,
and I caught a glimpse of the commander-in-chief
as he went quickly up
the staircase. For the rest we muii
wait. But not for very long; in a few
minute there came the welcome word
that General Petain would see us,
would see the stray American corre
spondent.
Since I saw Petain in the little
Malrie at Soullly I have seen (many
photographs of him, but none In any
real measure give the true picture of
the defender of Verdun. He saw us in
his office, the bare upstairs room, two
years ago the office of the mcyor of
Soullly. Think of the selectmen's of
fice In any New England village and
the picture will be accurate. A bare
room, a desk, one chair,v a telephone,
nothing on the walls but two maps,
One of tbe military sone, one of the
actual front and positions of the Ver
dun fighting. A bleak room, barely
heated by the most primitive of stoves.
From the single window one looked
down on the cneerless street, along
which lumbered the caravan of autos
On the pegs against the wall hung the
general's hat and coat, weather stained,
faded, the clothes of a man who worked
in all weathers. Of .staff officers,
of uniforms, of color there was Just
notRIng; of war there was hardly a
hint.
The Yaw rraaee.
At the door the comma nder-ln-chlef
met us, shook hands and murmured
clearly ant slowly, with incisive dis
tinctness, the formal words of French
greeting; he epoke no English. In
stantly there was the suggestion of
Kitchener, not of Kitchener as joU see
him In flesh, but In photograp.is, the
same coldness, decision. Tha smile
that accompanied the words of wel
come vanished and the face was utter
ly motionless, expressionless. You
saw a tail, broad shouldered man, with
every appearance of physical strength,
a clear blue eye, looking straightfor
ward and beyond.
My talk, our talk with Petain. was
the matter of perhaps five minutes.
The time was consumed by the words
of M.'Le Roux, who spoke very earnest
ly urging that more American corre
spondenta be permitted to visit Ver
dun, and Petain heard him patiently,
but said. Just nothing. Once he had
greeted us, hi face settled into that
grim expression that never changed
until he smiled his word ; of- good
wishes as we left.
i Petain in some curious way hat fixed
la my mind the Impression of the new
Frenchman, if there be a new one, or
perhapa better of the French soldier
of today, whether he wear tne stars of
the general or undecorated "horizon"
blue Of the Poilu. The look that I
saw in his eyes, the calm, steauy. ut
terly emotionless looking straight for
ward, I saw everywhere at the front
and at the back of the front, it em
bodied for me an enduring impression
of the spirit and the pole of the
French soldier of the latest and mpst
terrible of French struggles. And I
confess that, more than all I saw and
heard at the front and in Paris, the
look of this man convinced me that
Verdun would not fall, that Franco
herself would' not either weary or
weaken.
Those Who Xold the Zilne.
We left the little Malrle, entered our
machines and slid out swiftly for tho
last miles, climbed and curved over the
final hill and suddenly looked down on
a deep trenThlike valley marching from
east to west and carrying the Paris-
Verdun-Metz railroad, no longer avail
able "for traffic. And as we coasted
down the hill we heard the guns at
last, Viot steadily, but only from time
to time, a distant boom, a faint billow
ing op of musketry fire. 8ome three
6r four miles straight ahead there were
the lines of fire, beyond the brown
hills that flanked the valley.
At the bottom of the . valley we
turned east, moved on for a mile and
stopped abruptly. Tha guns were
sounding more clearly, and suddenly
there was a sense not of soldiers, but
of an army. On one side of the road
a column of men who were leaving the
trenches for a' rest, the men who for
the recent days had held the first
line. , Wearily but steadily they
streamed by; the mud of the trenches
covered their tunics; here and there a
man had lost his steel helmet and
wore a handkerchief about his head,
avmsusnt
Save" Your Hair
IWitf NcwbroVHerpicid
rrai a!
saWatsusHB M&naanss
probably , to conceal a slight .wou
that but for the helmet had - kll
him. .:.!.. t
These men were smiling as (!.
marched: ,hey carried their full eqm
menfaod it rattred and tinkled; th
carried their guns at all angles, tt
wore their uniforms tn the strangest
disorders; they seemed almost 1
miners coming from the depths of t
earth rather than soldiers return
from a decisive battle, from the 1.
of modern shell fire.
But It was the line on the other et
Of the road that held the eye. . lit
were the troops that were going . t
ward the fire, toward the trenches, th
were marching to the sound of t
guns, and as one. saw them the art:
lery rumble took on a new, dlstinc
ness. -?-':-. '.jv.. 'V
A ea of Bfaaltood. '. . ( '
Involuntarily I searched the faces
these men as they passed. They w
hardly 10 feet from me. Platoon tfi
platoon, company after company,1 who
regiments In columns of fours. Ar
seeing the faces brought an I Ulster
shock: they all wore the game cat
steady, silently weary expression. t
there was In the whole lne scarcely
young man. Here men of the thlrtlf
not the twenties; men still in the prln
of strength, of -wealth, but the fath
of families, the men of full man hoo
Almost In a flash the fact can
home. This wss what all the frav
Lalong the road had meant. This wr
what . the battlefield and the glorl
of the 20 months had spelled--Fran
had sent tier youth and It was spen
she was sending her manhood now.
In the line no man smiled., and i
man straggled; the ranks were Clour
up and there were neither cohunatu
nor any visible sign of authority, Th"
men who were marching to the soul;
of the guns had been there: befor
They knew precisely what It mean
Yet you could not hut feel that
they went a little wearily, sadly, the
marched willingly. They would tit
have it otherwise. Their :aces wer
the faces of raen who had taken, th
full measure o their own fate."-' . j
Presently we moved again, we sllppc
through the column, topped the last in
cllne, shot under the crumbling gat
of the Verdun fortress, and as we er
tered a shell burnt Just behind US an
the roar orowned out all else in ' Jt
sudden and paralyzing crash. ' It ha
fallen, so we learned a little later, Ju
where we had been watching the past
ing troops; It had fallen among thei
and killed. But an hour or two late
when we repassed the point where 1
fell, men were still marching by, Othe
regiments of men were still marchin
to the sound of the guns. and thoa
who had passed were already oraf th
hills and beyond the river, filing Jnt
the trenches in time, ao it turned out
to meet the new attack that , cam
with the later afternoon. . i
'The Spirit of Fraaoa. ..." . i
I went to Verdun to see the fortt
the city, the hills and the topograph
of a great battle. I went in the hop
of describing with a little of clarlt
what the operation meant as a milltar
affair. I saw, and I shall hareafte
try to describe this. Hut I shall neve
be able to describe this thing Whlci
was the true Verdun for me the
men. their faces, seen as one heard th
shell fire and the muskerty i rolling
not steadily, but Intermittently, th
men who had marched over the road
that are lined with graves, througl
villages that are destroyed that ha
come rff their own will- and In aln
determination and marched unhurryln
ly and yet unshrinkingly, the men wh
were no longer young, who had lef
behind them all that men hold dear li
life, home, wives, children, becaua
they knew that there was no Othoi
way. - - I
I ran only say to all those Who have
asked me. "What of Franca?" ttria sim
ple thing, that I do not believe tn
French will ever stop. I do not be
lieve, as the Germans have said,- thai
Frenrh courage U weakening, ithat
French determination Is abating.' I d'
not believe the kaiser himself wouM
think this If he had seen these men'f
faces as they marched toward his guns 1
I think he would feel as I felt, a
one must feel, that these men went
willingly, hating war with their whole
soul, destitute of passion or anger. I
never heard a passionate word In
France, because there had entered Into
their minds. Into the mind and heart of :
a whole race, the belief that whaj was.
at stake was the thing that for 3Q0U)
years of history had foten France. ,' H
Next Sunday The Fortress of Ver
dun. ' i ' C ;
Drink Hot-Water f
If You Desire a
Rosy Complexion
8aya we can't help . but look
better and feel better
after an Inside bath. H
To look one a uent and feel one's best
Is to enjoy an Inside bath each morn
lng to flush from the system the pre
vious day's waste, sour fermentation
and poisonoua toxins before it Is ab
sorbed into the blood. Just as coat,
when It burns, leaves behind a cer
tain amount of incombustible material
In the form of ashes, so the food and
drink taken each dy leave in the ali
mentary organs a certain amount of
indigestible material, which if 7 not
eliminated, form toxins and ' poisons
which are then sucked Into the blood
through the very ducts which are in
tended to suck in only nourishment to
sustain the body. ;'
If you waet to see the glow of
healthy bloom In your cheeks, to see
your skin get clearer and clearer, you
are told to drink every morning 'upon
arising, a glass of hot water with a
teaapoonful of limestone phosphate in
It, which is a harmless means of wash
ing the waste material snd toxins,
from, the stomach, liver, kidneys and'
bowels' thus cleansing, sweetening and'
purifying the entire alimentary tract,
before putting mote food Into, the
stomscb. ' ',.
- Men and women with sallow, skins,
liver spots, pimples or .pallid com
plexion, also those who wake up with
a coaled tongue, bad taste, nasty
breath, others who are bothered with
headaches, bilious spells, acid stomach
Or constipation should begin this phoa
phateff hot water drinking and are as
sured of very pronounced remits in
one or two weeks. 'i ?
' A quarter pound of limestone phos
phate costs very little at the drug
store but Is sufficient to demonstrate
tbaTJust as soaTp and hot watei
Cleanses, purifies and freshens thi
skin on the outside so hot water and
limestone phosphate act on the Inside
organs. We must always consider that
internal sanitation is vastly more im
portant than outslife cleanliness be
cause the akin pores do- not absorb
SU
impurities' into - the. blood, while - the
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