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PAGE EIGHT The OREGON STATESMAN, Saba. Oregon, Wcdnesdaj Morning, October 16, 1923 CHAPTER XXVI. By afternoon I am calmer. My fear was groundless. The name troubles me no more. The madness passes. "Comrade," I say to the dead man, but I eay It calmly, "to day you, tomorrow, me. But if I come out of it, comrade, I will fight against this, that has struck us both down; from you, taken life and from me ? life, also. I promise you, comrade. It shall sever happen again." The sun strikes low. I am stupe fied with exhaustion and hunger. Yesterday Is like a fog to me, there Is no hope of getting out of this . yet. I fall into a doze and do not at first realize that evening is ap proaching. The twilight comes. It seems to me to come quickly now. One hour more. If It were sum mer, It would be three hours more. One hour more. Now suddenly I begin to trem ble; something might happen in the interval, I think no more of the dead man, he is of no more consequence to me now. With one bound the( lust to lire flares up to lire again and everything that has filled my thoughts goes down be fore it. Now, merely to avert any bad luck, I battle mechanically: "I will fulfill ererything, fulfill ev erything I have promised you " but already I know that I shall not do so. Suddenly It occurs to me that my own eomrades may fire on me as I creep up; they do not know I am coming. I will call out as soon as I caa so that they will recog nize me. I will stay lying in front . of the trench until they answer me. The first star. The front re mains quiet. I breathe deeply and talk to myself in my excitement: No foolishness, now, Paul quiet, Paul, quiet then you will be sav ed, Paul." When I use my Chris- tian name, it works as though someone else spoke to me, it has more power. . The darkness grows. My excite ment subdues. I wait cautiously until the first rocket goes up. Then I crawl out of the shell-hole. I hare forgotten the dead man. Be fore me lies the on-coming night and the. pale, gleaming field. I fix my -fye on a shell-hole; .the mo- 4vt ttfr light dies T" scurry over IrdS 4? srevo farther.' soring- into the next, 4uek down, scramble on-1 ward. - ' DON'T JOIN SHUT-INS DURING COOL MONTHS Keep Up the Fresh Air, Sunlight and Exercise Habit Urges Authority, for Fall and Winter Consti- tnte the "Open Season" for Colds. By ROYAL S. COPELAND, M. D. United States Senator from New Tork. Former Commissioner of Health, yew York Ciip. IT should not be left to the insurance companies to warn against taking cold and what to do If you get one. It should be well un derstood by everybody that colds are dangerous, they are unneces sary, and should not be neglected. v it':jL i DR Cui-TXANIX deedt conditions such as I have described are almost certain to transmit this dread disease. Of course if the family circle Is absolutely free from this infec tious disease, we need not worry about that ailment. But' it is rare indeed for a given individual, to say nothing about a large, group of persona, to escape some ' . tlon. more or leas serious, with the . germs of tuberculosis. A great . Italian scientist found evidence of It In U7 ut of 0 bodls examined .la autopsy. - ' But even though the family, gath ' ered tn coxy comfort about the stove or cheerful fireplace, aoay be In bo : danger from tuberculosis, they are unliketr to escape contagion from . the common cold. - Darin r the -sold season one or another t the house- ' bold will take cold. Untena great , care is exercised, it Is only a ques tion of time when an win nave it. Cleanliness of .the face end hands. t avoidance of direct contact with a , person known to have a eeld. lots or axuangnt ana exercise out-oc-aoors t these arc Important, fresh sir is an casentiati a day and night passu t!al. - " Some other day I win speak scam ooM and its eon ' I And I gallop off with the! : plate clamped against my chest. I come nearer. There, by the light of a rocket I see something move in the wire, then it stiffens and lies still. Next time I see it again, yes, they are men from our trench. But I am suspicious until I recognise our helmets. Then I call. And Immediately an answer rings out, my name: "Paul Paul I call again in answer. It is Kat and Albert who have come out with a stretcher to look for me. "Are you wounded?" "No. no " We drop into the trench. I ask for something to eat and wolf It down. Mailer gives me a cigarette. In a few words I tell what hap pened. There is nothing new about it; it happens quite often. The night attack is the only un usual feature of the business. In Russia, Kat once lay for two days behind the enemy line before he could make his way back. I do not mention the dead printer. But the next morning I can keep it to myself no longer. I must tell Kat and Albert. They both try to calm me. "You can't do any thing about it. What else could you have done? That is what you are here for." I listen to them and feel com forted, reassured by their pres ence. It was mere drivelling non sense that I talked out there in the shellhole. Look there for Instance," points Kat. On the fire-step stand some sni pers. They rest their rifles with telescopic sight on the parapet and watch the enemy front. Once and again a shot cracks out. Then we hear the cry: That s found a bullet! did you see how he leapt In the air? Sergeant Oell- rlch turns around proudly and scores his points. He heads the shooting list for today with three unquestionable hits. "What do you say to that?" asks Kat. I nod. "If he keeps that up he will get a little colored bird for his buttonhole by this evening," says Albert. "Or rather he will soon be made acting-sergeant-major," says Kat. When cold weather comes on and the condi tions of school, theatre and business, make it ,. impossible to escape close contact, colds axe sure to thrive. The matter of prevention is mere difficult. ' Have yon ever thought about the evils of the . family stove I When cold weather arrives, father, mother, all the children and perhaps a grand parent or two will crowd about the stove. The) aired man, a maid servant and perhaps a couple j of visitors complete the group. j The windows are nailed fast and rags are, tucked about them to keep out the air. The' atmosphere of the room is breathed over and over, and even the moist secretions of the others may be inspired. This is the way tuberculosis is passed on from; - 1 Answers to ileal tn yuertes D. M. weight? 8. Q. How can I gain In A. Proper dieting and deep breath, tag is the secret. You should eat nour ishing foods and nave plenty of sleep and rest. For fuD particulars send a sell -addressed, stamped envelope and repeat your question. r ' - ' P. D. Q. What causes cramps in the. feet and legs? JLr You are probably troubled with poor'; circulation. " Try to build up your entire system and yon will pen eflt generally. aCBS. R. I Q. My, husband Is cross-eyed. WO say children inherit tataoonditfoar - - No.i We look at one another. would not do it," I say. "All the same," says Kat, "It's very good for you to see it just now." Sergeant Oellrich returns to the fire-step. The muzzle of his rifle searches to and fro. "You don't need to lose any more sleep over your affair," nods Albert. And now I hardly understand it myself any more. POLLY AND HER PALS ME ID BE A TILLIE, THE TOILER UP voue Mind LWiHeTHtFR. VOU'eE C30I M3 TO foE A "SLAVE MCRE OP- KJTTO VMITH ME W'SPtCK ME TO BE A SrRRlKT I r rats: LITTLE ANNIE ROONEY TOOTS AND CASPER dOQO iiOSHi TOOTS CEOTAiMLV IN ATAVmiUM, HS F-OUND A lUCS HANKY jf (Kl MY COAT POCWET.ANO FOR. HOW IT KJT THEBE.: j TL1 VBEEN WlEtt. S AT HANKY CT T lf--.:vWiL.a J xz icsvriJI l 1 lJlMMY HURPHt '-s l - - r -J--;:-:.'J,-::: It was only Because I had to lie there with him so long," I say. "After alL war Is war. Oellrieh'i rifle cracks out sharp and dry. v - We have dropped in for a good job. Eight of us have to guard a village that has beaaabandoned .because it is being shelled too hea- Tily. In particular we have to watch the supply dump as that ia not yet empty. We are supposed to provi sion ourselves from the same store. We are just the right people for that Kat, Albert, Muller. Tja den, Deterring, our whole gang Is there. Haie is dead, though. But we are mighty lucky all the same, all the other squads have had more casualties than we have. We secret, as a dug-out, a rein forced concrete cellar into which steps lead down from above. The entrance is protected by a separ ate concrete wall. Now we develop an immense in dustry. This is an opportunity not only to stretch one's legs, but to stretch one's soul also. We make the best use of such opportunities.! The war is too desperate to allow us to be sentimental for long as things are not going too badly. Af ter all, we cannot afford to, be anything but matter-of-fact. So matter-of-fact, indeed, that I of ten shudder when a thought from the days before the war comes mo mentarily into my head. But it does not stay long. We nave to tafce tilings as light ly as we can, so we make the most of every opportunity, and non sense stands stark and immediate beside horror. It cannot be other wise, that is how we hearten our selves. So we zealously set to work to create an idyll an idyll of eat ing and sleeping, of course. The floor is first covered with matresses which we haul in from the houses. Even a soldier likes to sit soft. Only in the middle of the floor is there any clear space. Then we furnish ourselves with blankets and eiderdowns, luxur ious soft affairs. There is plenty of everything to be had in the town. Albert and I find a mahogany bed which can be taken to pieces, with a sky of blue silk and lace cover let. We sweat like monkeys mov ing it in, but a man cannot let a thing like that slip, and it would certainly be shot to pieces in a SFRRIN' I30MT LET HIS STOP YOU. big Boy ( mi J MOTHER SAV5 I'i-U VNVVUHEfZS V-- STAY y 1 HEKc ii i r HE AA1U1E- 1$ fLOWLV BECAJAIIAJG COMClOliUUESS IAJ THE HOSPITAL. SEARCHING FOR HEA FCA hODw on eAJci RESOLVES To REPOQ.T HER LOSS ToSUXE. MCC. 7l-JUUIC REALIZES, BUT SWEET . . v K?Af? I II SOME CJCAMY.EYer I'M T0 1 nj-r I II IFYDU MUSTTfLL 17 TUATft V, ' I f I II VAMP? 60ME LrrTLE. L YOU. TOOTS! SH STOKUE. WWiV MY 5rTW 1 I l I II BLUE-KYCD DOLL WHO 11 I HAVENT I 1 1 TOUT V7ATT OMT1U 71 AHT tM I J IF II II 1 S J Av ..IT 1 1 . II - m w?avz V . - . -.1. I day or two. Xat and I do a little patrolling through the houses. In a very short time we have collected a doz en eggs and two pounds of fairly fresh putter. Suddenly there is a crash in the drawing room, and an iron stove hurtles through the wall past us and on, a yard from us . out through the wall . behind. Tw.o holes.. It comes from the house opposite where a shell has Just landed. "The swine," grim aces Kat. and we continue our search. All at once we prick up our ears, hurry across, and sud denly stand petrified there run ning up and down in a little sty are two live sucking pigs. We rub our eyes and look once again to make certain. Yes. they are still there. We seize hold of them no doubt bout It. two real young pig3. This will make a grand feed. About 20 yards from our dugout there is a small house that was used as an officers' billet. In the kitchen is an immense v fireplace with two ranges, pots, pans and kettles everything, even to a stack of small chopped wood in an outhouse a regular cook's para dise. Two of our fellows have been out in the fields all the morning hunting for potatoes, carrots, and green peas. We are quit uppish and sniff at the tinned stuff in the supply dump, we want fresh veg etables. In the dining room there are already two heads of cauli flower. The sucking pigs are slaughter ed. Kat sees to them. We want to make potato-cakes to go with the roast. But we cannot find a grater for the potatoes. However, the difficulty is soon got over. With a nail we punch a lot of holes in a pot lid and there we have a gra ter. Three fellows put on thick gloves to protect their fingers against the grater, two others peel the potatoes, and the bus iness gets going. Kat samples the sucking pigs, the carrots, the peas, and the caul iflower. He even mixes a white sauce for the cauliflower. I fry the pancakes, four at a time. After ten minutes I get the knack of tossing the pan so that the pancakes which are done on the one side sail up, turn in the air and are caught again as they come down. The sucking pigs are baked whole. We all stand around them as be He 'Reaches' "Of No Importance, After AIL" I'VE QOTTA OOPF OUT SOME I rrfTATOOM COULD YO-J J f 50SH ' BUT VAVAWTI HE UAV TO vmim -tiLuib OVEJ2 To tEECT ME TO HK . 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He sings feelingly, but-with-a rather -Saxon accent. AH the same, it moves us as we stand at the fireplace preparing good things.. Then we begin to realize that we are in for trouble. The obser vation balloons have spotted the smoke from our chimney, and the shells start to drop on u. They are tho?e damr.ed spraying little daisy-cutters that make only a small hole and scatter widely close the ground. They keep dropping closer and closer all around us, still we cannot leave the grub In the lurch. A couple of splinters whizz through the kitchen win dow. The roast is already cooked. But frying the pancakes Is getting difficult. The explosions come so fast that the splinters strike often er and oftener against the wall of the house and sweep in through the window. Whenever I hear a shell coming I drop down on one knee with the pan and pancakes and duck behind the wall of the window. Immediately afterward I. am Tip again and going on with the frying. The Saxons stop singing a frag ment has smashed into the piano. At last everything is ready and we organize the transport of it back to the dug-out. After the next ex plosion two men dash across the 50 yards to the dug-out with the pots of vegetables. We see them disappear. The next shot. Everyone ducks and then two more trot off, each with a big can of the finest grade coffee, and reach the dug-out be fore the next explosion. Then Kat and Kropp seize the masterpiece the big dish with the brown, roasted suckling pigs. A screech, a knee bend, and away they race over the 60 yards of open country. I stay to finish frying my last four pancakes; twice I have to drop to the floor; after all, it means four pancakes more, and they are my favorite dish. Then I grab the plate with the great pile of cakes and squeeze my self behind the house door. A hiss, a crash, and I gallop off with the A Decision' Gets A XiftV It Home-Making Helps By ELEANOR ROSS. The Decorative Value of Wall light. ALL. tights today axe one oft those decorative superfluities Inherited from days when they were a accessary part of tte furnishings. When candles were depended upon for light, even a gen erous candelabra . or two on the mantel was not sufficient to Illu minate a whole room. It Just suf ficed to throw a pleasant glow over the fireplace area. Brackets con taining candles, and fixed Into the wall at intervals were needful to provide light in other parts of the room. Today when the right kind of electric lamp and bulba may light up a whole room adequately, wal! Sights are not planned so much for their illuminating value, but as decoration. In a very small room desirable only If wall lights are there is no other lamp used. A centra! light or even a table lamp added to a room containing one or two wall lights may be overwhelm ing in a very small space as a plate clamped against my chest with both hands. I am almost in. I run like a deer, sweep around the wall, fragments clatter against the concrete, I tumble down the cellar steps, my elbows are skinned, but I have not lost a single pancake, nor even broken the plate. II PEH1LITIES By OLIVE M. DOAK When one meets a "personality" one should set apart a moment for thanksgiving. They are rare things, aYe genuine "personalities" and it is upon them, scarce as they are, that life depends for its flavor. If your existence Is flat and you meet a real "personality" immediately there Is a flavor put into living therefore I say it's a moment for thanksgiving when you meet one such. Moran and Mack showing at the Elsinore for the next few days are both "personalities." I have never seen the power of a person M HI fc . I WrSH Toore -would LT3TCN TO REASON1. I Wr 11 fft HAT AV UP foyer or dressing room. ' On the other hand, the wail light Is agrea help If the room is too small to ao commodate a standing or table hunr and there U mo central fixture 1p the ceiling. , Also, the new wall lights are 1 beautiful decorative pieces for a large j room even though several other pieces of lighting equipment arc i used. Wall lights are most deco rative when, they are selected with reference to the furniture In the room, and today one can find all sorts of period brackets and sconces and even have them made to order after a special pattern and within a reasonable price. For the modernistic room there are delightful designs in metal and class or ceramics. A doduIot wall ! light forfAhe Colonial type room is the shield and eagle of brass, with places for one or two candles. ! Pewter is another appropriate wall sconce. And the potter brackets, with bright parchment shades can be adapted to almost any period furniture. ality work itself into a picture as that of Moran has been workt-d into him film portrayal of himself. That huge man with the slow humor which has made the lint s of the "Two Black Crow household savings all over the United States, lose? none of hi personality nor his ability to make people laugh, and cry. too, with his screen appearance. The whole play revolves about Moran and Mack, hut the emo tions of love, greed, hate, and kindliness play their little role n such a fashion as to not only make one laugh ridiculously hard but also to feel ridiculously fD l mental. The picture is the story in mov ing picture of the supposed rise i t Moran and Mack from obscure "ham actors" to the role of stars. It is not impossible, it is exceed ingly funny and it has excellent! filming and speaking effects. 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