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H PHOTOGRAPHED ALONG THE MEXICAN RORHERJEtt
Here is one of
the first actual pic
tures of the excit
ing scenes that are
now being enacted
by our "boys in
blue" along the
tense Mexican border-line.
has just arrived
from W. H. Dur
borough, our staff
started his rush to
the border a week
ago when the Mexican situation, now
at the highest point of tension, began
to assume a heavy strain.
He is living in camp with the U. S.
soldiers, watching their gun practice
and sham battles and hearing the
latest "reports." He writes that our
men are trained to the limit and are
"aching for some excitem'ent."
The whole border, he declares,
seems waiting for the word "go,"
and in such an event Durborough
will be the very first to cross.
His camera, then, wfll tell you the
real story of the initial battle.
To keep track of the movements
of the "boys in blue" watch the Day
Book for Durborough's" pictures.
Action is the order of the day with
the great number of American troops
who are mobilized along the Mexican
border and who wait momentarily
the call-to-arms. Each day the infan
try engages in heavy mock skir
mishes and battles; the upper picture
showing a company "leading the at
tack" on the "enemy." The lower
picture shows a sharpshooter en
gaged in target practice, and the sol
dier with the spyglass is searching
the Mexican landscape for signs of
hostility. Lookouts are constantly
stationed on the patrol line.
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'TWERE BETTER THUS
' In the soft twilight the boarding-
house sittingroom looked almost
cosy and attractive. The warmth and '
comfort thawed the heart of the old
In an expansive moment he turned
towards the landlady, who was his
only companion in the room,- and,
clasping her hands fondly, murmur
ed: "Will you be my wife?"
The woman did not start nor blush.
No maidenly coyness shone from herj
dear, cold eyes. r
"No, sir," she replied with cold de
liberation. "I'm sorry, but I cannot
marry you. You've been here four
years, and are much too good a
boarder to be put on the free list."
"Why didn't you send your man to
mend my electric bell?" "He did go,
madam; but as he rang three times
and got no answer he decided thatob
there was nobody at home!" od