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"ijl uiet Z Western Front" . CHAPTER XX Still I do not glre up nope. I do not. Indeed, "go to my room any more, but comfort myself with the thought that a few days are not enough to judge by. After wards later on there is plenty of time for that. So I go over to see Mittelstaedt In the .barracks, and we sit in hia room; there is an atmosphere about it that I do not like, but with which I am quite familiar. Mittelstaedt has some news ready for me that electrifies me on the spot. He tells me Kantorek has been called up as a territorial. 'Just think of it," he says, and takes out a couple of good cigars, "I come back her from the hos pital and bump right into him. He stretches out his paw to me and bleats: 'Hullo. Mlttlestaedt, how fa wAiif T Isvtlr tat Vim and ss v j w a m iw uu J "Territorial Kantorek, business is business and schnapps is schnapps you ought to know that well enough yourself. Stand to atten tion when you speak to a superior offices. Tou should hare seen his face! A cross between a dud and a- pickled -encumber. He tried . '. once, again .to chum up. So I snubbed him a bt. harder. Then he brought up his biggest guns and asked confidentially: 'Would you like me to use my influence . so that you can take an emergen . .' cy exam? He was trying to remind me of those things, you know. Then I gotvmad and I reminded hifea of something instead. "Terri- toial Kantorek, two years ago 'yam preached us into enlisting; ' aajd among us there was. one, Jo - seoh feehm, who didn't want to I enlist; He was killed three months before he would have been called up ia the ordinary way.- If it had been for you he would bsVre Pe Just that much longer. And 4r:' Dismiss. You will hear from t.e later.' It was easy to get put In Terarge of his company. First w ttfing I did was to take him to the stores and fit him out with a suit able equipment. You will see In a lijnute." , We go out to the parade ground. r The company has fallen in. Mittel sltaedt stands them at ease and in spects. .Then I see Kantorek and am ecarcely able to stifle my laughter. Jie is wearing a faded blue tunic. v un the back and in the, sleeves 'there are big dark patches. The " wrcoat must have belonged to a ' ",-gflrnt. The black, worn breeches are Just as much too short; they , reach barely halfway down his ifalf. The boots, tough old clod . heppers. with turned up toes and lajes at the side, are much too -k - big for him. But as a compensa- tlan the cap is too small, a terrib ly dirty, mean little pill-box. The whole rig-out is Just pitiful, v . Mittelstaedt stops in front of jjhim:" "Territorial Kantorek, do '"von call those buttons polished? 'ou seem as if you can never , fears. Inadequate, Kantorek, quite t- .Jjadeqnate " " If makes me bubble with glee. i In 'school Kantorek used to chas f, ?n Mittelstaedt with exactly the lamo expression "Inadequate, t "nttelstaedt, quite inadequate." Mglttelstaedt continues to up i fj raid -him: "Look at Boettcher Vpow, there's a model for you to "ream from.' I can hardly believe my eyes. Boettcher is there too, Boettcher, . oar .school porter. And he is a m5del. Kantorek shoots a glance at nfe as if he would like to eat me.Bat I grin at him innocently, , . aa though I do not recognize him any more. Nothing could look mora ludi crous than his forage-cap and his uniform. And thla is the object be fore whom we used to stand In anguish, as he sat up there, en throned at his desk, spearing at us with his pencil for our mis takes in those Irregular French verbs with which afterwards we made so little headway in France. That is barely two years ago and now here stands Territorial Kan torek, the spell quite broken, with bent knees, arms like pothooks, unpolished buttons, and that lud icrous r 1 g-out an impossible soldier. I cannot reconcile this with the menacing figure at the schoolmaster's desk. I wonder what I, the old soldier, would do if this skin full of woe ever dared to say to me again: Baumer, give the Imperfect of 'aller.' " Then Mittelstaedt makes them practice skirmishing, and as a fa vour appoints Kantorek squad leader. Now in skirmihing the squad leader has always to keep 20 pa ces In front of his squad; If the order comes "On the march, about turn," the line of skirmishers sim ply turns about, but the squad leader, who now finds himself sud denly 20 paces in rear of the line, has to rush up at the double and take his position again 20 paces in front of the squad. That makes altogether 40 paces doublemarch. But no sooner has he arrived than the order "On the march, about turn," comes again and he once more has to race at top speed an other 40 paces to the other side. In this way the squad has made merely the turn-about and a cou ple of paces while the squad-leader dashes backwards and for wards. That is one of Himmel stoss' well-worn recipes. Kantorek can hardly expect any thing else from Mittelstaedt, for he once messed up the latter's chance of promotion, and Mittel staedt would be a big fool not to make the best of such an oppor tunity as this, before he goes back to the front again. A man might well die easier aftenthe army has given him just one such stroke of luck. In the meantime Kantorek is dashing up and down like a wild boar. After a while Mittelstaedt stops the skirmish and begins the very important exercise of creep ing. On hands and knees, carrying his gun in regulation fashion, Kantorek shoves his absurd fig ure over the sand immediately in front of us. He is breathing hard, and his panting is music. Mittelstaedt encourages Kantor ek the Territorial with quotations from Kantorek the choolmaster. "Territorial Kantorek, we have the good fortune to live in a great age, we must all humble ourselves and for once put aside bitterness." Kantorek sweats and spits out a dirty piece of wood that has lodged in his teeth. Mittelstaedt stoops down and says reproachfully: "And, in the trifles never lose sight of the great adventure, Territorial Kan torek !" y -v It amazes me than Kantorek does npttexplode with a bang, es pecially hen. during physical ex ercises, Mittelstaedt copies him to perfection, seizing him by the seat of bis trousers as he is climbing along the horizontal bar, so that he can just raise his chin above the beam, and then starts to give -3 KEEP RESISTANCE TO ALL DISEASE AT PAR -fne of the Commonest Causes of Illness Is Lowered v-T Vitality, Frequently the Result of Neglected V" Hygiene, Says Authority: Live Right! bSLOOPfOANO By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D. United States Senator from New York. Former Commissioner of Health, New York City. ALF the flls of the human family follow abuse or neglect of the digestive organs. Dyspepsia and constipation are the most frequenteffeets of such misuse. . ". Just because the bowels move rather freely once a day, is no sure sign of the absence of constipation. This move ment may be a delayed one, the material ex pelled being waste which should have passed away two days before. Lowered vitality, which may be the effect of wrong eating, late hours, worry or continued and excessive fatigue, sometimes results in de ficient activity in the muscle walls of the in testine. The general muscular tone falls below par. Naturally the digestive and eliminative organs depending on muscular action, are less vigorous than they should be. This state of affairs may account for the beginning of the constipation, but when the in testine fills up with the undigested materials, fermentation takes place. With fermentation and decay, further complications are to be ex pected. Poisonous toxins develop and these are eager to attack the system and undermine the neaith. -Almost always an acute infection is founded on a constipated condition.- If you are in crime health, van iw nnKklv a "tv" diseases. Your powers of resistance are high and you can snap your Ia dealing with constipation, the effect we must think first of the ' 'cauifes for Its presence. By better living, better hygienic standards an better, choice of foods, constipation need not be feared. But Its correc tion takes time. Te get rid of the dangerous aecu- - mutation In the lower bowel. Jt may be necessary to take a cathartic or laxative. Needless to Jay, sues treat ment does not "stirs the constipa tion. aVD it does ia ia clew out that particular cargo of trsasfve ma terial. But that ia moat desirable, particularly if you have a cold, sore throat, headache, or other evidence oC ; acute Infection. .Spray and gargles and pills and pONrders may rive temporary relief to the acute trouble, bnt their ef fect .win be far more satisfactory if tho bowel are emptied. There can be M doubt that a clogged In testine delay the keaUns; of any r- 'disease.,. - rw. felease do not get the Idea thmt dally purring i rood for yon rftam't. Nothing I more damaging . thaft . frequent resort to cathartics jm purgatives. Correct year eating . " n( manner of liTtas; and yon will need no medicine. Bight living 1 - vastly snore Important than an the ' mediefse la the world. f Arrawetw to Health (Queries 7 TktM. O What if th normal tlood pcsssiirsT A-Thts depends npos th age of . : ' the "patient and the condition gov imately 109 plus your age, although it may vary a few points la either direction without causing alarm. Tour doctor win advisa you. . ICRS. I. A. D. a What do yon ad via for anemic children? A. Give them plenty of green veg etables, broiled liver and beef Juice. B. H. AND R, M. Q. How much should a girl of sixteen, five feet four inches tall, weigh? Also a girl aged fourteen, five feet three and en-half Inches' tan? S What do you advise for gaining weight? A. They should welsh respective ly about 120 and 111 pounds. 1 -Eat plenty of good, nourishing food. Including mUk. eggs, fresh fruits and vegetables. Drink water between meals. Avoid constipation snd taks cod liver oil a a general tonic ess It. J. A. Q. What cause a pain In my left aide and cheat? A. You may' be troubled with neu ritis due to some sort of infection In your' system. Locate the cause and treatment can be advised. see IfAXIKS C a How can I get rid of pimple and Uaekbeadat A. Correct tkTTlet. For full dv tail send self-addresaed. stampet him good advice.' That is exactly what Kantorek used to do to him at schooL The extra fatigues are next de tailed off. "Kantorek and Boett cher, bread fatigue! Take the hand-cart with you." In a conple of minutes the two set off together pushing the bar row. Kantorek in a fury walks with his head down. But the por ter Is delighted to have scored light duty. The bakehouse is away, at the other end of the town, and the two must go jthere and back through the whole length of It. "They've done that a couple of -times already," grins Mlttlestaedt. "There are still a few people wait ing to see them." "Excellent," I say. "but hasn't he reported you yet?" "He did try. Our C. O. laughed lie the deuce when he heard the story. He hasn't any time for schoolmasters. Besides, I'm sweet with bis daughter." "He'll mess up the examination for you." "I don't care." says Mittelstaedt calmly. "Besides, his complaint came to nothing because I could, show that he had hardly anything but light duty." "Couldn't you polish him up a bit?" I ask. "He's too stupid. I couldn't be bothered," answers Mittelstaedt contemptuously. What is leave? A pause that only makes everything after it so much worse. Already the sense of parting begins to intrude itself. My mother watches me silently; I know she counts the days; every morning she Is sad. It is one day. less. She has put away my pack, she does not want to be re minded by it. The hours pass quickly if a man broods. I pull myself togeth er, and go wlth.&ty Bister to the butcher's to get! a pdund of bones. That Is great luxury and people line up early in the morning and stand waiting. Many of them faint. We have no luck. After waiting by turns for three hours the queue disperses. The bones have not last ed out. - It Is a good thing I get my ra tions. I bring them to my mother and in that way we all get some thing decent to eat ' The days grow ever more strain ed and my mother's eyes more sor rowful. Four days left now. I must go and see Kemmerlch's mo ther. e I cannot write that down. This quaking, sobbing woman who shakes me and cries out on me: "Why are you living then, when he is deadV who drowns me in tears and calls out: "What are you there for at all, child, when you " who drops into a chair and wails: "Did you see him? Did you see him then? How did he die?" I tell her he was shot through the heart and died Instantaneous ly. She looks at me, she doubu me: "You lie. I know better. I have felt how terribly he died. I have heard his voice at night. I have felt his anguish tell the truth, I want to know It, I must know it." "No." I say, "I was beside him. He died at once." She pleads with me gently: "Tell me. You must tell me. I know you want to comfort me, but don't you see, you torment me far more than If you told me the truth? I cannot bear the uncertainty. Tell me how" it was and even though it will be terrible. It will be far better than what I have to think if you don't," I will never tell her, she can make mince-meat out of me first. I console her, bnt she strikes me as rather stupid all 4he same. Why doesn't she stop worrying? Kem merich will stay dead whether she knows about it or not. When a man has seen so many dead he cannot understand any longer why there should be so much anguisn over a single Individual. So I say rather impatiently: "He died Im mediately. He felt absolutely nothing at all. His face was quite calm." She Is silent. Then she says slowly: "Will you swear it?" "Yes." "By everything that is sacred to you?" Good God, what Is there that is sacred to me? such things change pretty quickly with us. "Yes, he died at once." "Are you willing never to come back yourself, if It lsnt true?" "May I never come back If he wasn't killed Instantaneously." I would swear to anything. But she seems to belies me. She moans and weeps steadily. I have to tell how it happened so I In vent a story and I almost believe it myself. As I leave she kisses me tnd give me a picture of him. In his recruit's uniform he leans on a round rustic table with legs made of birch branches. Behind him a wood is painted on a cutrain. and on the table stands a mug of beer. (To be Contlnned) GOOD-NIGHT STORIES By Has .Tret a Knarfs Itide In the Apple-Dumpling Lands Him Right la His Master's Plate "M-m-m" said Master Knarf, smacking his lips, "mm-m-m." What was Master Knarf doing? He was eating an apple-dumpling. Where was Master Knarf? He was inside the Chinese Plate on the dinner-table. How did he get there? You will have to ask. him yourself, for he won't tell me. Flor, Hanid, Yam and Knarf, the five little shadow-children with the turned-about names, were strolling around inside the Chin ese Plate when they met their friend Ting-a-Ling, who took them -to the town which lies Just beyond the hill. Real jpersons like you and I can't see this town because the hill that is painted on the Chinese Plate covers It. But the shadow-children, being per fectly flat, could easily slide around It. As for Ting-a-Ling he lived inside the plate and could go wherever he pleased. The name of the town was Pastryville. All the houses were built of pie-crust, the inhabitants were dressed in slices of layer cake with hats made of macar oons, and the streets were called Vanilla-Tart. Plum-Pudding, and the like. Knarf, who was natur ally greedy, could only gaze with delight at the goodies all about him. At length they came to where a crowd of Pastry-villagers were lifting a huge freshly baked apple dumpling onto a cart to take to the King for his even ing dessert. Under the pretense of. helping, the cunning shadow boy leaped into the delicious ap ple dampling (which was several times larger than he was) and began to eat away. Now he hadn't taken more than half a dozen crumbs before the cart started off towards the royal palace. This lies just the other sii's? of the garden. The trouble with the dumpling was that it was too hot. He couldn't eat it fast enough. If he waited till it cooled, however, he would prob ably get none at all. for by that time the King would have it. Knarf peered out over -the side of the dumpling to see who was drawing the cart. It was Sing song, Ting-a-Llng's friend. "Ugh-ughi" went Sing-Song as he pulled, for the apple-dumpling was exceedingly big and heavy. "Hello," Knarf said, Jumping -Is It Hard Workr down off the cart and running be side the Chinaman. "Is it hard work?" "It's terribly hard work. It's hard enough for a horse." "Hm-m," the shadow-boy said. "Why don't you get a horse then? There's a horse in that meadow. He's not doing anything. Why don't. you get him?" "That's a fine idea! Will you mind the dumpling while I get him?" "Certainly," said the cunning Knarf. "But first draw the cart up to the top of the hill. I can mind it better there." So up to the top of the bill the unsuspecting Sing-Song drew the cart and left it in Knarfs care while he went after the horse. No sooner did he turn his back than the shadow-boy gave the cart a push and, leaping onto the dumpl ing went flying down the hill. "Come back, come back!" shouted the terrified Sing-Song. Faster and faster went the cart, Knarf expected it to come to rest in a far-off hayfield where be would eat the dumpling at bis leisure. Unfortunately the cart struck a stone and away went the dumpling Knarf and all! sailing through the air like a balloon. All at once it sailed clear out of the Chinese Plate and landed do you know where? It landed right in the middle of Knarfs master's plate, where Knarfs master's mother had just that moment put it! For the apple dumpling, you see, had been in the Chinese Plate all the while, waiting for someone to eat it. It was lucky for Knarf that he sprang off the dumpling in all baste otherwise he would surely have been devoured. Annual Bazaar Plan Complete; Leaders Named SILVERTON, Oct. 7 (Special) The Altar society of St. Paul s church has completed plans ami appointed committees for Us an nual bazaar which will be held this year on October 27. A d:n. ner will be served from 12 until 2:S0 that day. Committee chairmen in charge of the work Include Mrs. J. H. McCollough, dining room; Mrs. Ben Zoller, dinner; Mrs. J. Schneider, coffee; Mrs. L. p. Sharback; Mrs. George Uphoff, fancy work; Mrs. J. Luckey, fish pond; Mrs. E. A. Domogalla, post office. Mrs. Domogalla and Mrs. Luckey will hold a shower at the home of the former next Wed nesday evening for fish pond and post office articles. 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