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A '(W. it' 1- "i -r *, j~* v hi* American Youths Soon Fall Into Free and Easy Life of thp Soldier. SHWE AT PUBLIC SDQS •••hi le 80 Commonplace That None •f Townspeople 6top to Look on, Even When They Take to "Reading" 8hirt«. W^th the American Army,—It hasn't tafren Iouk for American youths to be come acclimated to the free-and-easy Uvea of soldiers. They are as frnuk and afe open and as shameless as their French brothers in arms, and a good deal more so than their British com rades A convoy of American troops halts for a few hours' rest lu some French town, not too far from the front but that the distant rumble of the inces sant cannonade can be heard, with oc casionally the alternating buzz-buzz of a Boche airplane and the dull boom of the archies hurled skyward at it. After "chowlng" at the rolling kitch ens that accompany them and washing up their moss kits, the doughboys usu ally turn to their toilets. Even though they are parked In the shade under the tall trees around the public square of the town, that doesn't feaze them a Jit. They unpack their safety razors, their shaving soap and brushes and proceed to shave then and there. I Often the doughboys- strip to the waist and engage in the pleasing pas time of "reading their shirts," as American hoboes term it. For, no matter where a number of men are congregated without women to tidy up jitter them, they are bound to have vermin. "Cooties," the doughboy!* call fleas •and body lice and other forms of an imal life that inhabit their garments. Whenever they catch a particularly large specimen they examine it close ly and announce that It Is of Gorman origin, has escaped from the Boche trenches and has the Iron Cross stamp ed on its back. If the Yanks bivouac near a stream everybody takes a dip right away. Their officers always Insist that tlm wCn wear some sort of a breech clout in swimming, so the doughboys usu ally keep on the drawers of their B. V. D.'s and then stand naked on the bank of the stream waiting for them to dry In the sun. In the line the men shave every day when it is possible, because they have learned from the French that a gas mask fits tighter if there is no stubble of beard on the chin to let the deadly fumes seep In- and burn them. They have become used to their respirators very quickly and wear them 24 hours at a stretch without It bothering them. YANKS QUICKLY ADAPT SELVES Jut it is such a commonplace sight that none of the townspeople stop to look on. The French children—"les gosses," as the Yanks have already learned to call them in true French argot—gather round, but that Is ail. "Read" Their Shirts. Then one doughboy who thinks he is a barber enters the nearest house and borrows a chair. He places it on a box and administers haircuts to such subjects as will take a chance on his handiwork with the scissors. These amateur barbers are not so bad, ei ther, clipping off the hair close, so the doughboys stand less chance of hav ing gas stick in their hair. Adopt British Custom. They have also adopted the British custom of merely nipping the nose clutch on their nostrils and placing the breathing plug In their mouths without strapping the headgear over their cranlums every time a gas alert Is sounded. If gas really materializes they pro ceed to adjust the mask according to regulations, otherwise they unsnip the noseplece and spit out the mouth plug and go on about thtlr affairs. Any time a dud shell lands—one that fails to explode—it Is likely to be mistaken for a gas shell and the alarm sounded. Nearly all of the doughboys In the line wrap their tin hats with burlap or some other material to cover the metal, as in walking through the treuclies If one's helmet strikes u wire or some projection It rings like a bell and Is often taken as a signal to open Are by some Boche sniper lurking hidden and camouflaged In No Man's land. A stray bullet striking a barbed wire strand makes a ping that can be heard half a mile, and If one strikes a steel hat it souuds like a village fire alarm bell. jM 1 trr 11111 ni»»iiH*nfi $ HIS WELCOME IN ITALY MAKES HIM FAVOR WAR Cleveland, O.—"If this be war, to hell with peace!" This is an extract from a let ter written by Lieut. O. W. Con nelly to friends here from his billet In Italy, describing the welcome accorded the first American troops to arrive in that country. His letter stated that the soldiers were deluged with flowers, fruits and gifts as 4§ they marched along and were tendered several banquets and receptions. To Stop Death Under Fifty. London.—Death under fifty must be prevented. Sir George Newman, In making a health report to the board of education, lays down this aim. All medical education, he argues, is build ed primarily on the curing of disease, not Its prevention. Examination of records shows, says Sir George, that most fatalities under fifty are more or less directly preventable. In the six years from 1911 to 1917 membership In trade unions in Canada has grown from 133,1312 to 204,030. SaWier'Wins Admiration of Com rades Through Cheerful ness in Hospital. RE WAS GAME TO THE END J-our Operations Were Too Much for Strength of Non-Com. Who Was Wounded in Action at' Chateau-Th ierry. An American Hospital in France.— "No. they're not going to bring the sergeant back to the ward, boys." These were exactly the words the nurse used. But the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes said more. MADE HAPPY BY MAIL FROM HOME Delivery of letter* tnm home Is a great event "over there." Here are aboira the happyooanteaaacea of American Bid Groat (hnS«w vpM tM The little group In the ward which had been playing cards on one of the beds to forget th* tension' they felt while the sergeant's operation was taking place, stopped suddenly, all at ttntion, all hungering for good newv "You don't mean the sergeant's gone, do you?" exclaimed one. "Yes, boys, the sergeant's gone. Four operations were just too much for his strength. He never regained conscious nesv." He Was Game Boy. "Gee, the sergeant's gone," huskily said a chap with one leg gone, "he sure was a game hoy." "He was the best fellow I ever Kntw." said another, "and the cheer fulest, too. I'^£ seen them dressing his leg time and again, and gosh! but it hurt. But did the sergeant ever say anything? Not the sergeant—he never batted an eye," "Just to think," mused a third, "It wasn't half un hour ago when we v 1^^ $ SERGEANT LOSES HIS LAST FIGHT THE MKK1T.TT JUTVANCI DROVE AMBULANCE IN FRANCE satf Mm go out. shouted, 'Good luck, Sar«e. when the stretcher was carried through the door, and he smiled and said: 'Thanks, I'll be back in a few minutes with you.'" Ttf»* sergeant was Frank Carbaugh of Greencastle, Pa., a member of the Seventh Macliine-Gun Sanitary detach ment. No mother ever reared a braver son. The sergeant, who was a mathemat* les teacher before the war. was wounded when his outfit was rushed into action negr Chateau Thierry. N'qne of his hunkles knew Just how, because, as one of them explained, "the sergeant wasn't the kind of a fellow who'd talk of himself. You can bet he was wounded doing some thing for somebody, though." They did know that the sergeant lay ou in the open a long time after lie was wounded. Medical records show that. His left leg was badly smashed, and they operated at the first hospital lie reached. But gangrene had set in. and four operations had followed. They have had lots of brave pa tients that doctors and nurses and patients admired alike In that hos pital, hut never one Just like the ser geant. The little group sitting on the cots, w'th the nurse, had been talking of t\e sergeant for a loner time, when one of the boys said: "You ought to write to his mother. Miss Cutter. The sarge thought the world of his moth er I'm going to," replied. the nurse. "Yon boys write ont what you thlnli oi the sergeant, and I'll send that, too** What the Boys Wrote. I Wtilffn Nfwipaixr link* Miss Caroline Stevens, daughter of Mrs. lUchard Stevens of New York and Newport, who return**! to this country recently from France, where she drove an ambulance at the front for many months. The boys did, and here are a few lines from them: Private Elmer TTyland wrote: "I was with him as soon as he came from the operation, and I cried when he went, lie was a great .boy—a clean fellow through and through. I wish my foot was so I* could walk with him to the cemetery." Wagoner John Trask wrote: "Our -•ergeant is gone. Why, loved that fellow like my own brothers. I've seen other fellows go, but I never f«lt like this." Sergeant Vincent Saner wrote: "I never felt worse since I came In the light. He was game to the last al ways cheerful, and when I called 'Good luck to you,' he answered: 'Thanks. I'll be O. K. soon.' We always had fun around his bed he was so cheer ful. He was one of the finest fellows 1 ever knew." Arthur Stain, who knew the ser geant better than the rest, the boys !»ny, because 'he and the sarge liked to dabble in poetry,' wrote a poem to send the Sergeant's mother. They buried the sergeant in the lit tle American graveyard in a pretty ijnrraine valley, with an American flag «»'.er tlifc, coffin, as IS soldiers fired three shots over the grave and the titogler gave "taps." Then some of •Iwt boys whose Injuries permitted their attending the funeral, gathered Dower* In the valley and the nurses MADE BAD LANDING Young Boche Airman fteafly tfe served Better Luck. As It Was, the Youth Pf ofeatafy Only Escaped Ignominious Personal CHm» tisemsnt by Being Made a Prisoner of War. Although he was a boche we ad mired his audacity. He came hum ming out of the summer blue on a sultry afternoon, swooping from no where right in the inner guard of half a dozen of our unsuspecting kite bal loons. Swift and straight as a falcon he dived, and at the rattle of his ma chine gun and the flash of his tracer bullets pigmy figures strangely agitat ed came bobbing and gyrating earth ward under their spreading para chutes. Whirr! went his gun, and bilT, went the first balloon, a thin train of fire leading to a scarlet blaze and a gos samer wreckage. Before one could count twelve a second sausage had shriveled into skin and the Hun plan^ was making tracks for home. The "Archies" had been taken by surprise. For a moment It looked as if the unwelcome visitor would reach his lines. But suddenly the "Archies" ceased firing, and it was then we saw a British plane pursuing at a pace that could only have one result. The German "side-stepped" twice by in tention and once involuntarily. He smashed into a cottage like a goat but ting through a fence, his propellers going through the thatched roof and his rudder cocking up in the air. The solitary pilot was*pitched into a cor ner of the long orchard, little the worse for his fall. He was a small, thin, rather mean-looking young man, and he blinked stupidly at the re mains of what had once been an air plane. A little dog barked at him, half a dozen fust?y hens scolded him, and a very angry and very determined old lady came out of the cottage to investigate him. She was a typical Flemish dame, massive of build, tenacious In charac ter and practical In all things. Delib erately and of set purpose she ad vanced on the dazed airman. She caught him by the collar of his tunic. She shook her fist in his face, and she asked him in the incisive vernacular of the Flemish peasant what he meant by smashing up her house. She ordered him to look at the mess he had made, calculated the cost and de manded payment, all in a breath. She heaped insults on him, his parents and his airplane. As she talked all the glory of war and the spirit of conquest evaporated from the flying Hun. He shrank till he looked like a small boy caught In a mean theft his airplane, with its gaudy splashes, resembled a broken toy, and he tugged ruefully at his hair, and flushed and stammered and edged cautiously away. As he retired the old woman ad vanced, and I am convinced that but for the prompt arrival of a guard of grinning Tommies she would have spanked that unhappy Teuton youth. Never did a man surrender so eagerly. When he and his escort had de parted the dame "shooed" away the hens and then industriously picked up the assorted fragments of the airplane for firewood.—Montreal Herald. Tunes for Tanks, Probably no more unique donation has ever been made for the amuse ment of soldiers than one of $50 re cently given by a charitably disposed lady for gramophone records to equip a tank. Other donations which have come to light from time to time have not lacked an element of the picturesque, as, for Instance, the supplying of a hospital in Paris which was filled with African troops with 700 fans. They were so appreciated during the sum mer months that the hospital appealed for more. Not long ago a French offl cer Issued an appeal for games for his men. In one regiment in which most of the soldiers were fathers of families the preference was for bowl ing. The trench does not make a bad alley. Women's Club Markets Own Products. The women of a Tennessee home demonstration club are marketing their own vegetables, small fruits, eggs, poultry, butter and cottage cheese with the help of the local home dem onstration agent. A table has been secured for them at the entrance to the market house, where the products are attractively displayed. Since none of the women had experience in dress ing fowls for market, the agent called a meeting at one of the homes and showed them the proper way to kill and dress poultry. The club members are making a specialty of week-end baskets. Ordinary peck baskets are used and are filled to order to meet the tastes of the purchasers. Cub Bear Caused Excitement. A cub bear, about ten months old, caused much excitement at Moose Lake, Minn., the other day when it walked into town and scratched at the back door of a local restaurant. The cook thought It was the owner's dog. Her discovery that it was not began a series of activities in ihe kitchen which could have been equaled only by the bursting-df a high explosive shell. When the cause of the disturb ance was learned the men of the town formed an escort and drove the cnb bock to Its haunts. Bear* in **&&&£-ithfy.wf-l SMILE NEVER OUT OF PLACE Iff One Thinks It Can Be, Here le a Little List to Be Used as a Guide. Gel a smite In ydur voice, an e» change suggests. When you talk over the telephone. When your wife tells you what yol ought to have done and you try to ex* plain why you didn't. When your little boy asks you tot something and you have to refuse. When a confused woman with a scrambled mind is buying at your counter and doesn't know what she wants. When you're selling tickets at the railway window and an Irritating pur chaser is asking forty-nine useless questions. When you tell the waiter to hurry aloug with the food, as you have an engagement. When you call up the grocer and tell him that the things you ordered two hours ago haven't come yet, and her« it is about dinner time. When you're a policeman and tell an automobilist that he can't park there, but must go over to the other side of the street. When you're an usher in a theater and ask somebody to rise so that some other people may pass. When you take your husband out in to the next room and ask him why he brought those men to dinner without letting you know, so you could have prepared for them. When you inform the young man that while you cannot love him as he arks, yet you will he a sister to him. When you tell Willie and the neigh bor boys not to rehearse the battle of the Somme on the front porch. When you tell the bore. "Don't go. Here Is your hat." When you're busy and worried and somebody asks you foolish question No. 96. When you meet an old friend unex pectedly. Wrhen the hired girl tells you she Is sorry, but the roast Is burnt. When the pup has gone off with your overshoe, or your young son has made Ink marks all over an Important paper on your desV, Smile when you say It. You'd just as well. And don't you forget the tele phone Ancient Czecho-Slovaks. The Czechs are an ancient race. They were flourishing In Bohemia away back In the fifth century before Christ, and they have always been noted for their progressive spirit, for their longings in the direction of lib eralism and democracy, and above all for their industrial and commercial enterprise, thanks to which they have been for the past 400 years the eco nomic backbone of the Hapsburg mon archy. They were Independent, and there fore unfettered, until they foolishly elected Emperor Ferdinand of Aus tria as their ruler in 1520, not only because he was married to the daugh ter and heiress of St. Wenceslaus, but also because he solemnly pledged him self to respect their national rights and liberties. Needless to add that Ferdi nand I failed to keep his promises. This Is a peculiarity of the house of Hapsburg, which Is at laBt to bring ruin upon their empire. Excuses Somewhat "Fishy." Two men, who are quite well off, but very miserly in their expenditure, met recently in the gallery of A the ater. Each was annoyed to be seen by the other in the cheapest place of the house. "What brings yon here?" each asked the other. "To tell the truth," said the first, "I've got a fearful cold in my head, and as the heat ascends, I came up here where It is warm. Besides, I'm a terrible sufferer from rheumatism. But what brings you here?" "My opera glasses!" "Your opera glasses?" "Yes: they enlarge too much. I can't see from the boxes what is going on on the stage. I have to come up here In the gallery to be able to see with them at all!" -Edible Fish In Bosporwe, Dr. William W. Peet. who recently returned to the United States from Turkey, says that there are 80 va rieties of edible fish In the Bosporus. During normal times great wagonloads of these flsh were carried through Constantinople. A flsh 20 inches long often sold for the equivalent of five csnts. The poor were thus able to obtain food for very little money. To day a similar flsh Is sold for ten times the usual price. "This is not because there are fewer flsh in the Bosporus," said Doctor Peet. "but because there is no longer an adequate suiply of fish ermen." Much Hcney in Australia.' The supply of sugar in Au^tpalla In as limited as it Is here, but one part, the state of New South Wales, has an abundance of sweet on hand. It is honey. A record crop was gatb&wd last vear and next month this Kfttoc'i crop will be collected. *^.'.,1 or you can't find your bat although you are positive you hung It right there, or the missus Is not ready and you have barely time now to get to the show if you would see the first act, or you have to tell your clerk the same thing the tenth time, or you have done a fine act with the best of intentions and find you're In the wrong and everybody blames you for It. *r,»- *ff" tt Jttf* HOW TO AVOID BACKACHE AND NERVOUSNESS Told tqr headache* disappeared. I gained te weight and feel fine ao I can boneatly recommend Lydfk E. Pinkham'a Vega woman who Jl [ra. Adkuns & Every day our wonder Increases all cur Father's never-failing goodnesaf at the discovery of new virtues and powers in some life where they havw long been dormant, or in some new beauty of this wonderful world that we had long viewed with unseeinfj yes. We need hearing ears and seO* fng eyes if we would acquire knowl edge In the school of life. We need tw epen our hearts fjodward every monk* Ing and say: "Lord make ine teachable tooay." "My aged grandfather often sald'tia me. "George, I learn something new every day." Ah is not every day a fresh age of life? Is It not half tha charm of life to know that each dewy morning is a door opening Into a woi* derful field where we have not yol walked: where the flowers of knowt* edge bloom, and there nre new taska awaiting us and new lessons to b» I earned ?—Exchange. Secure. A former sergeant, who bad been "busted" and who carried fresli in his mind memories of a court" martial, was lifted wounded from th0 ambulance at a field hospital la France. He was grinning. "Well," he said, "here's one strip* they can't take away from me." $ *, i Mrs. Lynch Fi Own Proridsaca, I.—"I waa all tm down ia health, waa nervooa, had bead aches, my back ached all toe t*—mi \. 4 I waa tired and had no ambition for any thing. I had takes a number of madi* dnea which did aM no good. One day I read about Ljdia E. Pinkham'a Veg*» table Compound and what it had done for women, ao I tried it My nervonsneea and Backache and One Better. y Tw got a tireless conker to SBf. house." "I'll go yon one better. I've"a amoke* less husband In mine.*4 Whenthe morning cup is unsatisfactory (•you makt btverafU to'Sw rvapp drink cereal y Providence, R.L Backache and nervoosnaaa are toma or nature'a wantage, dicate a functional disturbance or aft unhealthy condition which often devaP ope intc a more serious ailment /Women in thia condition ahonld net continue to drag along without help, bat profit by Mrs. Lynch s experience, ani try this famous root and herb renM Lydia E Pinkham'a Vegetable pound—and for special advice write i LydiaE PinkhamMed.Ca,Lynn,] Soothe Your I /r Itching Skin Cuticura a.iwss&i^-aaaastraisg'' ALL PUPILS IN LIFE'S SCHOOL Each Day Gives Opportunity to Learf* a New Lesson, Even Though End Is Near. We did not ask to be born and have our names entered in the school ofc Ufe—but here we are—willing or utfr» willing pupils, which Is it? Are w# learning life's lessons cheerfully, glad 'y, optimistically or do we chafe and fume and fret and worry? There ara so many lessons and life Is so short. ,1 HI 1.1 11 -.1. •j-* I -i". 1 N W I •otis- V*- & V.''Start .V-'