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4 THE OOnpOM QLQBSPAQE & 1 .... Compare Values We invite you to compare our Ed. V. Price suit values jvith any In town. .. We are not afraid of any compari son you can give these offerings as we know if yoii give them a rigid test it will only bring out their merits more clearly 4 The spring samples and styles look good to us. They will to you. Come and see. Open Sundays Lester Wade's Exclu&lvt Store for Men. Condon, Oregon i Foei.ll, Phone 3 HMOmMMlimMf Condon, MSI Mayvltle,3 GONE LUMBER COMPANY Lone Rock. Oregon Manufacture! of all kind of rough sad drtaaad lumber tad moulding : A up-to-dat mllL Newly Improved Good Grades Bight Price Mill MMM MMI MMIt- THE WELT, GROOMED MAN Attracts Favorable Attention at All Times Wby wear that wrinkled. baggy wit. when a email outlay will make it look aa nat aa whan newt DRT CLEANINO AND PRESSING Adda naw Ufa to your elotboa and dignity and eonftdenea to ourtelf. Bring your clothta to aa. Wa re-mak tbam at amall coat to you. C. A. DEMAREE TAILOR SHOP CONDON, OREO. The Pleasures of Life 'lll':,l.!;i!!:li:!l!.!!'tlliil':''ili.ljaill!': They are of many kinds and derived from many sources. The greatest source of pleasure, and one that is always commendable is Beauty. And there is no object of Beauty that sur passes appropriate ...Jewelry.... Our line is especially choice. You will. experience great pleasure in just seeing these splendid articles, and greater jtill from possessing them. HEAR THE PATHEPHONE r E. W. HUTCHINSON South Main Street :: Condon, Oregon OVER THE TOP Br Arthur Our aa AMtea eoUler Front paga 4 Hi I fur that purpoa. The quartennaater sergeant never goea Into tba front-Una trench, lit doesn't have to, and I ha to never beard of ona volunteering to do ao. ' . Tba company atrgeant major aorta tba ration and Bend them In. Tommy's trench ratlona conaiat of all tba bully beef ba can aat, biscuits, doer, tinned butter (sometime IT men to a tin). Jam or marmalade, and occaelonnlly fresh bread (tea to a loaf). When It la poaalble be gets tea and atew. When things are quiet, and Frits la behaving Ilka a gentleman, which sel Com happens, Tommy baa tba opportu nity ot makMg deesert This la "trench pudding." It la made from broken biscuit, condensed milk. Jam a little water added, slightly flavored with mud put Into a cantata and cooked over a little spirit atova known aa "Tommy'a cooker." ' (A flnu'ln Blighty widely advertise these cookers aa a necessity for tba men In the trenches. Gullible people buy them ship them to tba Tommies, who. Immediately upon receipt of aame throw them over tba parapet. Borne tlmea Tommy falls for the ad, and uses tba cooker In a dugout to tba dla gust and discomfort of tba other oc cupants.) Thla mesa Is atlrred up In tin and allowed to simmer over the flamea from tba cooker until Tommy decides that It baa reached sufficient (gluelike) consistency, lie takes bla bayonet and by means of the handle carries the mesa up In the front trench to cool. After It hat cooled off bt trie to eat it Generally one or two Tomralea la a section have cast-Iron atomacha and the tin la soon emptied. Once I tasted trench pudding, but only once. In addition to the regular ration Is sue Tommy uses another channel to enlarge hla menu. In the English papera a "Lonely Soldier" column la run. Thla la for the eoldlera at the front who art sup posed to be without friends or rela tives. They vrrlts to the pep ana their names are published. Olrla and women In England answer tbem, and aend out parcela of foodstuffs, ctga rettea, candy, etc. I have known "lonely" soldier to receive as many aa Ave parcela and eleven letters In one week. CHAPTER VIII. The Little Wooden Croee. After remaining In rest billets for eight days, we received the unwelcome ttdlnga that the next morning we would "go In" to "take over." At six In the morning our march started and, after a long march down the dusty road, we again arrived at reserve billet. I waa No. 1 In the leading set of four. The man on my left was named "Pete Walling," a cheery eort of fel low. He laughed and Joked all the way on the march, buoying up my drooping spirits. I could not figure out anything attractive In again occupying the front line, but Pete did not seem to mind, aald It waa all In a lifetime. My I left heel waa blistered from the rub- Ling of my heavy marching boot. Pete noticed that I waa limping and offered to curry my rifle, but by thla time I had learned the ethics of the march In the British army and courteously refused hla offer. We had gotten half-way through the communication trench, Pete In my Im mediate rear. He had hla hand on my I shoulder, aa men In a communication trench have to do to keep In touch with each other. We had Just climbed over bashed-tn pert of the trench when In our rear a man tripped over a loose signal wire, and let out an oath. As usual, Pete rushed to his help. To reach the fallen man he had to cross thla bashed-ln part A bullet cracked In the air and I ducked. Then a moan from the rear. My heart stood still. I went back and Pete was lying on th ground. By the aid of my flashlight I saw that he had his hand pressed to hla right breast. The fingers were cov ered with blood. 1 flashed the light on his face and In Its glow a grayish blue color waa stealing over his coun I tenance. Pete looked up at me and aald : "Well, Tank, they've done me in, I can feel myaelf going West" Hla : voice was getting fainter and I had to kneel down to get his words. Then he gave me a message to write home to his mother and his sweetheart, ana i. like a great big boob, cried like a baby. I was losing my first friend Of the trenches. After a flight, and mayb a fight, a tmall chew of Rial Cravfy bract him op for another trip Someone Sent Him a pouch of Real GRAVELY Chewing Plug . Tobacco is about the only comfort the soldier has and no chance to smoke on duty! But a satisfying chew of Real Gravely Plug-he can enjoy that even in a shell hole in No Man's Landv Give any man n chew el Real Gravely Plug, and he will tell you Mat' the kind to tend. Send the beetl Ordinary plug is fall economy. It coiti lea per week te chew Reel Gravely, becauie small chew of it kite a long while. If you smoke a pipe, slice Gravely with your knife and add a little to your smoking tobacco. It will give flavor improve your amoke. SEND Y0U1 FRIEND IN THE U. S. SERVICE A POUCH OP GRAVELY Dealers all around here carry it in 10c. pouches. A 3c tamp will put it into hi hand in any Training Camp or Seaport ol the U. S. A. tven "over there" a 3c, stamp will take it to him. Your dealer will supply envelope and give you official directions Law to eddro it F. B. CRAVELY TOBACCO C0I!?A!5Y, Canvfflc, Va. Tho Patent Pouch fteep ft fresH end dean ctld Good not ffeof uravcty viuAaus i rrosaanua cj Established 1021 Wont was passed to the rear for a 1 stretcher. II died before It arrived. Two of us put the body on the stretcher and carried It to the nearest flrat-ald post, where the doctor took ao official record of Pete's name, num ber, rank and regiment from his Iden tity 'disk, thla to be used In the cas ualty list and notification to bis family. Wo left Pete there, but It broke our hearts to do so. The doctor Informed ua that we could bury htm the next morning. That afternoon five of tbt boys of our section, myself Included, went to the little ruined village In the rear and from the deserted gardens of the French chateaux gathered grata and flower. Prom these we made a wreath. While the bora were making this wreath, I sat under abot-ecarred apple tree and carved out the follow. Ing verse on a tittle wooden shield which we nailed on Pete's crose. True to his OcMl; true to Britain, ' Dot o- bla duty to the lut, Just on mor Dame to be written On the Roll ot Honor of beroes paeeed Paeeed to their God. enshrined la glory. Koterlng life ot eternal rest, One more chapter In England' story Of her anna doing their best. Reel, rati soldier, mate M true. Never foraottra by us below; Know that we art thlnklnc of you. Next morning the whole settlor went over to say good -by to Pete, and laid nlm away to rest. i After each one had a look at the face of the dead, a corporal of the B. A. M. C. aewed up the remains In a blan ket Then placing two heavy ropes acroaa the stretcher (to be used In low ering the body Into the grsre), we lift ed Pete onto the stretcher, and rev erently covered him with a Urge union Jack, the flag he had died for. The chaplain led the way, then came the officers of the section, followed by two of the men carrying a wreath. Im mediately sfter came poor Pete on tb flag-draped stretcher, carried by fou eoldlera. I waa one of the four. Be hind the stretcher, In column of fours. came the remainder of the section. To get to the cemetery, we had to p&ss through the little sheU destroyed village, where troops were hurrying to and fro. Aa the funeral procession passed these troop came to the "attention" and smartly Minted the dead. Poor Pete was receiving the only lute a private. Is entitled to "some where In France." Now and again a shell from the Ger man llnea would go whistling over the village to burst In our artillery lines In the rear. When we reached the cemetery we halted In front of an open grave, and laid the stretcher beside it Forming a hollow square around the opening of the grave, the chaplain read the burial service. German machine-gun bullets were 'cracking" In the air above us. but Pete didn't mind; and neither did we. When the body waa lowered Into the grave the flag having been removed. we clicked our heels together and came to the salute. I left before the grave was filled In. I could not bear to aee the dirt thrown on the blanket-covered face of my com rade. On the western front there are no coffins, and you are lucky to get a blanket to protect you from the wet and the worms. Several ot the sec tion stayed and decorated the grave with white stones. That night. In the light of lonely candle In the machine gunner's dugout f the front-line trench I wrote two etters. One te Tete'a mother, th other to hts sweetheart While doing this I cursed the Prussian war god with ail my heart and I think that St. Peter noted same. The machine gunners In the dugout were laughing and Joking. To thew Pete was unknown. Pretty soon, tn the warmth of their merriment, my blues disappeared. One soon forgets on the western front CHAPTER IX. Suicide Annex. I was In my first dugout and looked around curiously. Over the door of same waa a little sign reading "Sul clde Annex." One of the boys told me that this particular front trench was called "Suicide Ditch." Later on I learned that machine gunners and bombers' are known aj the "Suicide Club." That dugout was muddy. The men Wept tn mud, washed In mud, ate mud, and dreamed mud. I had never before realised that so much discomfort and misery could' be contained In those three little letters, MUD.. The floor of the dugout was an inch deep in water. Outside It was raining cats and dogs, and thin rivulets were trickling down the 'steps. From the air shaft Immediately above me came a drip, drip, drip. 8ulcide Annex was a hole eight feet wide, ten feet long and six feet high. It was about twenty feet below the fire trench; at least there were twenty ateps leading down to It These steps were cut Into the earth, but at that time were muddy and slip pery. A man had to be very careful or else he would "shoot the chutes.' The air waa foul, and you could cut the smoke from Tommy's fags with a knife.: It was cold. The walls and roof were supported with heavy square- cut timbers, while the entrance was strengthened with sandbags. Nails had been driven Into these timbers. On each nail hung a miscellaneous assort ment of equipment The lighting ar rangements were superb one candle tn a reflector made from an arnmunl tlon tin. My teeth were chattering from the cold, and the drip from the alrshaft did not help matters much, While I was sitting bemoaning my fate and wishing for the fireside at Gome, fit fellow "next to me, wdo'w writing letter, loonea up ana inno cently asked, "Bay, Tank, how do you pell 'conflagration')" 1 looked at him In contemn and an swered that I did not know. 'rom the darkness tn one of the cor ners came a thin, piping voice slndoc one of the popular trench ditties en titled s . 'Pack up your Trouble to your Old Kit Baa-, ana Bmlla. HmlU amIU " aww BUti UM M BWgOT Every would stop to cough, cough, cough, but It was a good Illustration of Tommy's cbeertulntee under such condition. A loacblne-gua officer entered the dugout and gave me a hard look. I aneaked past hi in, eliding and allpplng. and reached my section of the front line trench, where I waa greeted by the sergeant who asked me, "Where 'are yoa beenT" I made no answer, bnt sat on the muddy fire step, shivering with the cold and with the rata beating In my face. About half an hour later I teamed, up with another fellow and went on guard with my head sticking over the top. At ten o'clock I was relieved and returned my sitting poet tlon on th fire step. The rain sud denly stopped and we all breathed a igh of relief. We prayed for the morn ing and the rum Issue. To be continued neat week A BADGE OF HONOR i A Uberty Lota button la a badge" of honor. Rightfully obtained It marks the wearer aa one who baa performed a distinct, definite aervlce to the country. Not all can fight, not all caa work directly for the Government; bet la buying a Uberty Loan Bond, or War Savings Stamps, every American rea ders com service to the nation. It hae been put wltbln the reach and power of every cltUea to aid the United State financially; U la a poor American who withhold support from th Oovemment from er eoldlera and sailors fronting death on battlefield and ocean. Iron CToeaee to Otrmea to Id Sera,' and diamond order exchanged be tween Turkish and German sovereigns may be but the honors of atrocity..' But a liberty Loan button, simple It 1. algnlflt a patriotic duty done and I an Insignia of honor. "All that our aeldlers need Is a (till better rear organization." fleers Clemens u, former Premier of Prance, Jan. 14, 191S. It le up te yen te provide that by buying Liberty Bends. The Globe is Gilliam Coutty's only offiictnl newspaper. 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