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east wing, which had been hold ing its ground, began to break, and before Friday morning it had joined in the mad rout of the west wing. It was; a battle such as never before was known in history. There were 500,000 men en gaged, and by far the greater part of the fighting was hand to hand, bayonet to bayonet, revolver to revolver, and even fist to fist. Every hour there arrived in Constantinople trainloads of wounded from the front. In one day (Thursday) 15,000 were sent back. And these wounded disproved the bulletins of victory that the Sultan's war office issued hour by hour to reassure the people. There are no definite delails as to the' number of killed and wounded ; but there is little doubt but that 75,000 men were killed at the very least. There is no news from Con stantinople or the north today except that the Bulgars have en tered the outer suburbs of the Ottoman capital. In the west, the Servians and. Greeks are closing in on Monastir and Salonika. Scutari is still BGWing out, as is Adriahople in the east. The commander of the Turkish cruiser which was torpedoed byi the Greeks in the Gulf of Salon ika has been sent to Constantino ple and court-martialed and shot. The Powers are rushing war ships to Constantinople under forced draught, but experts do not think they will arrive in, time to save the city from the victor ious Bulgars. If they do arrive before Tsar Ferdinand hoists his flag over the Sultan's palace, there will be only one way to prevent the Bulgars; entering, and that will be to shell the city and reduce it to ruins. An unconfirmed rumor that Turkey had sued the. allies for an armistice was current late this afternoon. "Well, my dear, did you have any trouble marking your bal lot?" "Mercy, no! It's so simple! I just put crosses against the names of all the men I didn't want elected." Artistically Speaking. A professor wouldn't be a pro fessor -if he weren't absent-minded, and Professor Forrhead, a professor of art, was of the ordi nary run. One day he chanced to call a cab, and the horse was of a decidedly dilapidated, moth-eaten variety. "What's this, driver?" said the professor. "A horse, of course, sir," re-t plied the cabby. "A horse!" exclaimed the pro fessor. 'Then rub him out and draw him over again." n