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About Eagle Valley news. (Richland, Or.) 191?-1919 | View Entire Issue (June 6, 1918)
FOREWORD "Over the Top" is a true story of trench warfare on the French front, written by an American soldier who got into the great war two years ahead of his country. Sergeant Empey tells what the fighting men have done and how they have done it. He knows because he was one of them. His experi ences are grim, but they are thrilling, and they are light ened by a delightful touch of humor. CHAPTER I. From Mufti to Khaki. It was In nn office In Jersey City. I was Bitting at my desk talking to a lieutenant of the Jersey National Guard. On the wall was a big war map decorated with variously colored little flags showing the position of the opposing armies on the western front In France. In front' of me on the desk lay a New York paper with big flaring headlines : LUSITANIA SUNK! AMERICAN LIVES LOSTl The windows were open and a feel ing of 6prlng pervnded the air. Through the open windows came the strains of a hurdy-gurdy playing In the street "I Didn't Raise My Boy to Be a Soldier." "Lusltanla Sunk I American Lives Lost 1" "I Didn't Raise My Boy to Be a Soldier." To us these did not seem to Jibe. The lieutenant In silence opened one of the lower drawers of his desk nnd took from It nn American flag which he solemnly draped over the war mnp on the wall. Then, turning to me with a grim face, said: "How about It, sergeant? You had better get out the muster roll of the Mounted Scouts, as I think they will bo needed In the course of a few days." We busied ourselves till late In the evening writing out emergency tele grams for the men to report when the call should come from Washington. Then we went home. I crossed over to New York, and as I went up Fulton street to take the subway to Brooklyn, the lights in the Guy Empey. tall buildings of New York seemed to tyo burning brighter than usual, as If they, too, had read "Lusltanla Sunk I Ajnerlcan Lives Lostl" Thoy seemed Jpbe glowing with anger and righteous Jndlgnation, nnd their rays wigwagged tho message, "Itepny I" Months passed, the telegrams lying handy, but covered with dust. Then, 'cho momentous morning the lieutenant with a .sigh of disgust removed tho flag from the war map and returned to his desk. I Immediately followed (Ill i AN AMOKM SOLDER WHO WENT MtiIJlKWIT MACHINE GUNfiCRERYIHGIH fRAWCE" ' mThuxwiovcy ' this action by throwing the telegrams Into tho wastcbaskct. Then wo looked at each other In silence. Ho was squirming In his chnlr and I felt de pressed nnd uneasy. Tho telephone rang and I answered It. It wns u business call for me, re questing my services for an tuit-of- town assignment. Business wns not very good, so this was very welcome, Artcr listening to tho proiwsltloiw I seemed to be swayed by n peculiarly strong lorce witnin me, nnd answered, "I mn sorry that I cannot accept your oner, nut I nm leaving for England next week," nnd hung up the receiver. ine lieutenant swung nround In his chair, nnd stared at me In blank nston isiunent. A sinking sensation enmo over me, but I defiantly nuswered his look with. "Well, It's so. I'm going." And I went. The trip across was uneventful. I landed at Tilbury, England, then got Into a string of matchbox cars and proceeded to London, arriving thcro about 10 p. m. I took n room In n hotel near St. Pnncras station for "five nnd six fire extra." The room wns minus the fire, but the "extra" seemed to keep me warm. That night there wns a Zeppelin raid, but I didn't see much of It, because the silt In tho curtnlns wns too small and I had no deslro to make it larger. Next morning the tel ephone bell rnng, nnd someone nsked, "Are you there?" I was, hardly. Any way, I learned that the Zeps hnd re turned to their fatherland, so I went out Into the street expecting to see scenes of awful devastation and n cow ering populnce, but everything was normal. People were calmly proceed ing to their work. Crossing tho street, I accosted a Bobble with : "Can you direct me to the place of damage?" ne nsked me. "What damage?" In surprise, I answered, "Why, the damage caused by the Zeps." With a wink he replied : "There wns no damage; we missed them again." After several fruitless Inquiries of the pnssersby, I decided to go on my own In search of ruined buildings nnd scenes of destruction. I boarded a bus which carried me through Tottenham Court road. Recruiting posters were everywhere. The ono that Impressed me most was a life-size picture of Lord Kitchener with his finger point ing directly at me, under the caption of "Your King nnd Country Need You." iso matter which way I turned, the accusing finger followed me. I wns nn American, In mufti, nnd hnd a little American flng in the lapel of my coat. I had no king, and my country hnd seen fit not to need me, but still that pointing finger mndo me feel small nnd in at ease. I got off the bus to try to dissipate this feeling by mixing with the throng of the sldewnlks. Presently I came to n recruiting of fice. Inside, sitting at a desk was a lonely Tommy Atkins. I decided to In terview him In regard to Joining tho British army. I opened the door, no looked up nnd greeted me with "I s'y, myte, want to tyke on?" I looked at him and answered, "Well, whatever that Is, I'll take a chance nt It." Without the aid of an Interpreter, I found out that Tommy wnnted to know If I cared to Join the British nrmy. ne nsked me: "Did you ever hear of tho Royal Fusiliers?" Well, In London, you know, Yanks nre supposed to know everything, so I was not going to ap pear Ignorant nnd answered, "Sure." After listening for ono half-hour to Tommy's tale of their exploits on tho firing line, I decided to Join. Tommy took me to the recrultlng-hendqunrters, where I met n typlcnl Krigllsh captain, no nsked my nationality. I Immedi ately pulled out my American passport and showed It to him. It was signed by Lansing. After looking nt the passport, he Informed mo that he was sorry but could not enlist mo, as It would bo a breach of neutrality. I insisted that I was not neutral, be causo to mo It seemed that a real American could not bo neutral when big things were In progress, but tho captain would not enlist roe. With disgust In ray heart I went out In tho street. I had gono about n block when n recruiting sergeant who hnd followed mo out of tho office tapped rno on the shoulder with his swuggor stick and sold: "S'y, I can get you In tho army. Wo linvo a 'lef tenant dowti nt tho othor ofllco who can do anything, no has just como out of tho O. T. C (Officers Training corps) ntul does not know what neu trnllty Is." I decided to take n chance, nnd accepted his Invitation for nn In troduction to the lieutenant. I entered tho otllco nnd wont up to him, opened up my passport nnd said: "Before going further I wish to state that I nm nn American, not too proud to fight, nnd want to Join your nrmy." He looked at me In n nonchalant manner, and answered, "That's nil right; we take nnytlilng over hero." I looked nt Mm kind of hard nnd re plied, "So I notice," but It went over his head. Ho got out nn enlistment blank, nnd placing his finger on a blank line said, "Sign here." I answered, "Not on your tintype." "I beg your pardon?" Then I explained to him thnt I would not sign It without first reading It. I rend It over and signed for duration of war. Somo of tho recruits were lucky. They signed for seven yenrs only I Then ho nsked mo my birthplace. I answered, "Ogden, Utah." no said, "Oh, yes, Just outside of Now York?" With a smile, I replied. "Well, It's up tho stnto a little." Then I wns taken before tho doctor nnd passed as physically fit, nnd was Issued n uniform. When I reported buck to the lleiitennnt, ho suggested thnt, being nn American. I go on re cruiting service and try to shame some of the slackers Into Joining tho nrmy." "All you have to do," he said, "Is to go out on the street, nnd when you see n young fellow In mufti who looks physically fit, Just stop him nnd give him this kind of a talk: 'Aren't you Swearing In a Recruit ashamed of yourself, n Britisher, phys Icnlly fit, nnd In mufti when your king nnd country need you? Don't you know thnt your country Is at wur and thnt tho plnco for every young Briton Is on the firing line? Here I am, an American, In khaki, who enmo four thousand miles to fight for your king and country, and you, us yet, hnve not enlisted. Why don't you Join 7 Now Is the time.' "This argument ought to get many recruits, Empey, so go out anil seo what you can do." He then gnve me n small rosette of red, white and bluo ribbon, with thrco little streamers hanging down. This was tho recruiting Insignia and was to be worn on the left side of tho cap. Armed with n swagger stick and my pntrlotlc rosette, I went out Into Tot tenham Court road In quest of cannon fodder. Two or threo poorly dressed civil ians passed me, and although they ap peared physically fit, I suld to myself, "They don't want to Join tho urmy; perhaps they have someone dependent on them for support," so I did not ac cost them. Coming down the street I snw n young dandy, top lint nnd ull, with a fashionably dressed girl walking be side hlra. I muttered, "You are my meat," and when ho came abreast of me I stepped directly In his path and stopped him with my swagger stick, saying : "You would look lino In khaki ; why not chango that top hat for n steel helmet? Aren't you ushnmcd of your self, a husky young chap like you In mufti when men aro needed In tho trenches? Hero I nm, an Amcrlcnn, came four thousand miles from Ogden, Utah, Just outsldo of New York, to fight for your king and country. Don't bo a slacker, buck up nnd get Into uni form; como over to tho recruiting of fice and I'll havo you enlisted." Ho yawned and answered, "I don't enro If you enmo forty thousand miles, no ono nsked you to," nnd ho wnlked on. Tho girl gnvo mo n sneering look; was speechless, I recruited for threo weeks nnd near ly got ono recruit. This perhaps was not tho greatest stunt In tho world, but It got back nt tho officer who hnd told mo, "Yes, wo take anything over horo." I hnd been spending n good lot of my recruiting tlmo In tho saloon bar of tho Wheat Sheaf pub (there wutuvvcry attrnctlvo hlondo bnnnnld, who helped kill tlmo ' I was not ns serious In those dy ns I was a llttlo later when I reached tho front) well, It was tho sixth day and my recruiting report wax blank, 1 was getting low In tho pocket bar miilds haven't much uso for nnynno who cannot buy drinks so I looked around for recruiting innterliil. You know u tniin on recruiting service get ii "boh" or shilling for every recruit ho entices Into Joining tho nrmy, tho recruit Is supposed to get this, but he would not bo a recruit If ho were wise to this fact, would he? Down nt tho end of tho liar wns n young fellow In mufti who was very patriotic ho had about four "Old Six" ales aboard. Ho asked mo If ho could Join, showed mu his left hand, Nwo fingers were missing, but I said that did not matter ns "wo take any thing over here." The left hnnd Is the rlllo hand nn tho piece Is carried at tho slope on the left shoulder. Near ly everything In England Is "by tho left." oven general traffic keeps to tho port side. I took tho applicant over to hend quarters, where ho was hurriedly ex amined. Recruiting surgeoni were busy In those days nnd did. not hnve much time for thorough physical exam inations. My recruit wns passed n "lit" by the doctor nnd turned over to a corporal to make note of his srnrs. I wns mystified. Suddenly the corpo ral burst out with, "Bllmo me, two of his lingers are gone." Turning to mo ho said, "You certainly hnvo your nervo with you, not 'nlf you ain't, to bring this beggar In." The doctor mine over and exploded, "What do you mean by bringing la n mail In this condition?" Looking out of tho corner of my eye I noticed that tho officer who bad re cruited mo hnd Joined the group, nnd 1 could not help answering, "Well, sir, I was told that you took nnytlilng over hero." 1 think they cnlled It "Ynnkec Im pudence," anyhow It ended my recruit ing. In training quarters, "tome where In France," Empey heart the bio guns booming and makes the acquaintance of the "coo tlet." Read about hit experi ence! In the next Installment. (TO Hi: CONTINUKU) HAD CONFIDENCE IN EDISON Negro Wat Sure That Wonderful Out let He Invented Would Never Kill American Soldier. Two negroes were walking ulnuit Now ntK street discussing the won derful Inventions brougt t about by the war. "Yes, sab," ono said, "an' a friend of mine who knows all about It says dls lienh man Edison has done gone and Invented a magnetized bullet tint can't miss a German, kase ef dcrc's one In a hundred yards do bullet Is drawn right smack against his steel helmet. Yes, sah, nil' he's done Invented tut' other one with a return attachment. Whenever tint hiillct don't hit iiothlii' It comes right straight back to do American lines." "Dut's what I rail liivtntlii'," cx clnlmcd the other. "Hut, say, how about deal comlu' back Millets? What do dey do to keep 'cm from hlttln' ouuh men?" wen, inun rnerr iiuiii't tell me ubout It, but ef Mr. Edison iniido 'era you can bet youiih life he's got 'em trained. You don't 'spose he'd let 'em kilt any Americans, do you? No, sah. He's got 'fin llxt so's dey Jes' ease back down iiroun' do gunner's feet nn1 say: 'Dey's all dead In tint trench, boss. Scud mu to a live place where I's got u chanct to do soinetliln'.' " "Newport News." In Virginia's early days communica tion with the mother country was, of course, wnony oy snips, mid when one wns expected the colonists were all eagerness for the news from homo. On tho occasion of one, it tuny hnve been tho first, of a certain Cnntnln Newport's expected return from Eng. Jiinu, nt or near the place now hearing his name, a largo uumlirr of persons collected to receive "Newport's news." Henco tho name, now shortened to Its present form. The Sardine. Tho fresh sardine Ih ii beautiful llt tlo fish. Tho scales on Its buck nro un Iridescent blue-green, tho exact tint which tho sea so often takes, whllo beneath tho scales there shows up tho most wonderful peacock-blue. Thero nro bars on Its back and sides when It first comes out of the water, llko thoso of tho mackerel, but thoy seem to fade and dlsuppenr tho mo ment It Is exposed to the nlr. Tho rest of its body Is silver. Flnett New Year Celebration. Tho finest New Year celebration In tho world is In Japan and China. whero before the clock strikes Now Year's ovo, every debt and account must bo pnld. No good Chlinrjniiti or Jnp over thinks of entering Iho now year with an unpaid bill, Would that wo might emulate that form of cole. b ration I Ladles' Homo Journul. Cawl Cawl I'otor Monkln Brown, Berlin corre spondent, Bitld In Ilnltlmoro In n loo turo on tho blookndo: "Tho (lorinniiM aro sufforlng from our blookndo inoro than thoy'd liavo tin think. Thoro's n real doarth of foodstuffs nnd thoro'a n ronl post of profiteers, "Think of It tho fJormnnn nro now eating orowsl Moro than thnt, tho profiteers hnvo cornorod tho crows of (loriimny, no thnt tho government has hnd to fix crow prices, which rango, I bvllovo, from CO to 85 cents, accord ing to tho wtilnht nnd ngo of tho bird. "lint Imnglno It. Cornering crow I Thnt Is no wny to help your country's cnwnl" -Datrolt Froo I'rcaa. Sure! High Heels Cause Corns But Who Cares Now You reckless men aud womon who aro pcitorod w'th corns and who hare nt least onco n wook Invited an awful death from lockjaw or blood poison aro now told by a Cincinnati authority to use a drug called freexone, which tho iiiomont a fow drops are applied to any corn or callous tho soreness Is relieved and soon tho entlro corn or callous, root and all, lifts off with tho flngors. Frooxono dries tho moment It la ap plied, nnd simply shrivels tho corn or callous without Inflaming or oven Ir ritating tho surrounding ttssuo or skin. A smnll bottlo of frooiono will cost very llttlo at any of tho dnijj stores, but will positively rid ono's foot of ovory hard or soft corn or hardened callous. If your druggist hnsu't any frooiono ho can got It at any wholcaalo drug bouio for you. Adv. That's the Question. She Anything that la worth wln nlng It worth working for. Ho Yes, but tho question Is, will your fnthnr loosen up, or will I havo to keop on working for you nftor 1'vo won you? Boston Transcript. Soothe Daby Rathea That Itch and bum with hot bnths of Cutlcurn Soap followed by gentlo anointings of Cutlcurn Ointment. Nothing better. For free samples ad dreis. "Cutlcurn, Dept. X, Boston." Sold by druggists nnd by mall. Soap 25, Ointment 23 nnd no. Adr. High Visibility. "Officer," said a lady much abovo tho usual avoirdupois, "could you soo mo across tho street?" "Miitlmno. I could sco you half a bfockl" Judge, v . HHAKK INTO YOUK HIIOKH. Allen't Kuot-K&M, tlx nll(itlc nawilrr. Mtket Unlit or nw ilium few I our. IUIIcym Curni Hunlon.. Hat. Hwollen. Tcmlcr. Achln KmL llaUl nrcrywhrr. 2ic. IWt rrtt ny oUtitute. Hmpl; KUKK. AiUreu. Altai 8. Olnutwl, L Itoy, N. Y. Judas Didn't Laat Comparisons of profiteers to Judas nro hardly fair, ns tho lattor eventual ly developed symptoms of romorso nnd bumpod off. Washington Star. THAT CHANGE IN WOMAN'S LIFE Mrs. Godden Tells How It May be Passed in Safety and Comfort Fremont, 0. "I was passing through tho critical period of life, being forty- six years or ago nnd hail nil tho symp toms IncldenttoUiat change hent flash es, nervousness, nnd wna in a goncrul run down condition, so it wns hard for mo to do my work. Lydin B. Pfnkhnm's Vogotablo Com pound wns recom mended to mo ns tho best cmedy for my trninlon which ft BUrelV proved to l)0. I fi!l linf rnr nml stronger In every wny sinco Hiking it, mm uiu annoying symnioma linvtit snn pcared." filrs. M, Godden, 025 Na poleon St., Fremont, Ohio. Such nnnoylng symptons na heat flashes, nervousnsss, backache, head ncho, Irritability nnd " the blues," may ho speedily ovorcomo nnd tho system restored to normal conditions by tills i ii uuu root ami nero remedy Lydin fcJ. Plnklmm's Vegetable Compound. If nnV COmtlllfntlnna nninn llmm. selves write tho I'lnkhnm Medicine Co., Lynn, Mass., for suggestions how to ovurcomo thcrn. Tho result of forty years experience Is at your servico and your letter hold In strict confidence. HI ft f V LOSSES SURELY PREVENTE1 ULHWY tr CUTUR'S BLACKIEQ PUIS LEG I.OW'PIICIII, I'tth. iclliMl lal(ffflty wettin ilixk. croud Wh.fOth.r 10-doitpkf.BUckliiPMIi, 11,00 BO-tfiiiftlii.BIieklif Pun! It nn 1'wanr Inlcitur, Lit Cuilr- Implrtuiut Urixirtit. in auM,io,Hr n Cum, iiiluttt itduato om II .'!.01 f"1"'1" ' Vaci-inm AN II KIIU .Ts Cutter Utntitory. Bukiliy. CllfornltJJ