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THE CLOVIS NEWS
E FRENCHMEN REGAIN LOST PROVENCE OF LORRAINE Edward B. Clark Describes a Visit to the French Trenches Near Nancy Noise of the Batteries Is Terrific Men Live Under ground Day in and Day Out, Yet Keep Their Spirits Above Ground Sees War and Peace Side by Side. By EDWARD B. CLARK. (Staff Correspondent of tho Wntin Newspaper Union.) At Lorraine's battle front Nancy, In French Irralne, Is ths city at which I left the train to make my way under military g u I d ance to the bat tle front. This town of Prance Is only a tew miles distant from where the troops of the re public and the troops of the empire are at (rips along one of the moat hot ly contested fronts In this world war. It Is the am bition of the French army to Edward B. Clark. take German Lorraine and to bold It for all time. German took this province way from France in 1870, and France wants to take It back. It la probable that the French soldiers here have n added aplrit for the fighting be cause fair Lorraine, their one-time possession, Is the price at slake. It was not my thought that 1 should ee any of the real battling until I reached the actual front, but strange ly enough perhaps I saw flghtlr.g of kind which 15 years ago could not have been witnessed, and I saw It from a hotel window In the big city of Xanry. The windows cif my room Big French fined east. I was at the top of the hotel. The view before me was un broken to the hills astward under whose shadow the German troops are lying. Sentt'd by the window JuhI be fore siinHPt I hoard In quirk succes sion the report" of a fiiHlllade. I looked out and In the air at a distance of perhaps a mile, a German taube vas wheeling and dodging In the midHt of showers of hrapnel. There were 29 shell.! iired In less than ns many seconds at lenm po It seemed. The projee'.lles burst about the flying machine seemingly only a few yards away from It and yet so fnr as I could discover it withstood the hail unhurt. Watches a Cloud Battls. As each shell burrt a wreath of light smoke formed, perfect In con tour, and as sightly as all things are which follow the ouve ' lines of beau ty. There was not a breath of air stir ring, and the crowns of smoke touched by the setting sun were like halos. There were 29 shells II red, and each gave forth its wreath of smoke, and the last one had burst before the smoke crown gave the least sign of disintegration. It was a war sight, but It was appealing. The German t .ube finally turned and planed down behind the bill and was lost to my sight. I knew that It went well within the German lines, but whether Its crew of two men es caped Injury or not, 1 do not know. The "rench were content perhaps that their battery had driven the enemy back Into his own lines and had pre vented the dropping of bombs Into the streets of Nancy, or perhaps the tak ing of observations which might have been of assistance to the foe. It was the next day after this clojd battle scene that I went to the front, kit Is not far from Nancy to the firing line, and long before you come to the place where the shells are fifed you get to the place where the shells drop. It could not have been more than four miles out of town before the pound ing of the guns hit my oars and hit them In a rnont unpleasant way. When the tenderfoot goes Icrtb to war the tenderness of his feet Is likely to And companionship with the tenderness of bis heart. Jn other words, the heart sinks into the boots where the feet are. Noise Is Tsrriflo. The trouble with tho infernal shell ing as far as It affects the man who is going forth to see It, Is that you if t y if - 1 L J ARE FIGHTING TO never know where one of the things Is going to drop. The noise Is terrific, and while all the batteries along the front may be firing at something miles away, the hearer and the onlook er does not know this necessarily, but It he suspects It and thinks that dan ger la remote he has full realisation that a variation of an inch or two to the right or to the left of the mua sle of one of the big guns will change the direction of the Are so that the next projectile may land In bis lap. We reached the Bring line. Now, If people have any Idea that on the mod ern battlefield, except on the occasions of charges and countercharges, there are thousands upon thousands f men In view, the Idea may as well be fore gone. There are two big armies In the field here, and yet you don't see them, so to speak, Individually. The soldiers of France anC Germany here a: a either covered by the dense woods or else they are underground like ao many thousands of ri bbits in their burrows. The cannonading is terrific and yet It la difficult unless you happen to be at the exact point where the shells fall, to tell what all the row Is about. In this section of the coun try the French biplanes and the Ger man taubes make their high and lofty eavursions for the purpose of detect ing some point In the enemy's line which It Is considered the part of war wisdom to bombard. It may be a blockhouse hidden In the woods but commanding some pathway through the trees, which has been dlscoiered by the sky pilot. When such Is the case the artillery will open as accu rately as possible upon the spot des- Guns In Action. ignated by the flying machine scout, and then after the shells have rained for a while there will be an advance of Infantry to capture the position. Labyrinths of Barbed Wire. It did not seem possible to me thnt there wits so much barbed wire in this big world of ours as is strung along through the woods and fields of this part of France. It Is a deadly wire, for It has more prickles than any burr that grows in the fields, and these prickles are of steel. The wire is strung Into labyrinths through which it is impossible to thread one's wav except under guldnnce. Hack of these mazes of barbed wire are the trenches, and In these trenches are the soldiers of France, although you do not know It until you drop down Into their midst. Here they are with their pprlscopes watching and waiting In the lull times for a chance to pick off a foeman who Is looking through his periscope in a trench some hundreds of yards away. This is like squirrel shooting. Probably not more than seven or eight men are killed in 24 hours by this sharpshootlng process, but the soldiers Indulge In it all the time in order to make their enemy keep under ground, and If they can, to make them keep their hearts underground with them. Keep Up Their 8plrlts. 1 do not understand how men can live underground day In -nd day o'tt and keep their spirits aboveground. The French are doing It, however, and I suppose by the same token that the Germans are doing It ilso. Once In a while they get surceas- from stag nation by an orde to charge. It Is an event, the effect of which in buoy ance of spirits lasts for weeks, w'ten one side of the other takes a single trench from the enemy and holds It. There Is a curious looking telescope In use in the French trenches. At first sight I thought It wss a silver mounted flute, for It looks like a flute more than anything else. Instead of looking through the "flute" lengthwise you look though it "sldewise," and In it you see mirrored the rough line which shows the outer edge of the Ger man Intrenchments, but you don't see any Germans unless you watch care fully for a long time. Then you see a little movement perhaps and then a rifle at your right or left speaks, and then you know that possibly fc'iere la dead or a wounded man la the 1 A JMafrMtv-a trench yon see to your front We went out ot the Held trenchM and made our way back Into the wood My army officer companion asked me how much I knew about woodcraft Recauna of a Ufa riven over to a con siderable extent to natural history pursuits which had carried me into the wilderness on many occasions, I said that I thought I knew a little something of the forest and of "signs and seasons." Then the officer asked me to let him know if I discovered anything that looked unusual as we walked through the lights and shades of the birch forest I put all my souses to work and tried to detect some symptom that everything was not 4ust as it should be In an ordinary wood. I sensed nothing out of the Jrdlnary, and was Just about to say eo when my knee struck something bard and I looked down. I was staring straight Into the muxsle of a huge naval gun em placed at an angle of about thirty degrees. A Well-Concealsd Gun. This gun was In an "underground bouse." For a distance of at least two feet back of the muxsle the gun was shrouded with a green growth which completely concealed It Ths house bad a roof, but green things were growing upon It and there was absolutely nothing to tell that under the cover was a gun pit. We entered the house by means of some concealed steps and there we found a detach ment of men ready to make the gun speak when a returning air scout should give the gunners directions as to Just where to let a shell drop. It was while I was In this gun pit that rapid firing was heard at the ex treme edge of the wood. The can nonading was from a French battery engaged In driving off a German aero plane which unquestionably was seek ing to locate this big gun which had caused trouble In the German lines, but whose position the enemy had been unable exactly to determine. The next day from a rock rising al most sheer to a height of nearly seven hundred feet 1 looked through the clear air toward Metx, the capital of German Lorraine, which with its cir cling fortresses is the prize most cov eted by the French. The artillery of the republic emplaced on a ridge to the right and a little In advance of this position has succeeded In reach ing with Its shells one of the most formidable forts standing guard over toi When the French break down, If they can break down, the defenses of Metz, an army will spring trora tne ground and advance toward the Ger man goal of Its ambition. Metz, bow ever, while really only a few mllei away. Is a long ways off, because be tween the outermost F.e.nch lines and, the city of desire lies a German army, and right here on this line within the next few days or weeks, or per Imps even mouths, there Is sure to come fighting of a qua".ty so fierce as to put all other lighting along this 500-mlle line into the class with things tame. Views the Battlefield. From where 1 stood there Is a bird's eye view of a great battlefield. We mude an early start In order to be able to climb this needle-like rock be fore the sun was blBL. This hill Is called Mousson, and on its crown there Is a chapel built In the eleventh century and which au'ords a fair and commanding mark for Jhj enemy's ar tillery. The Germans for some rea sou or other have left this pinnacle nlone for the main art. On occasions they Bend shells over It, and today was one of the ocacslons. A shell pi used over my head while I was climbing tho rock.' I heard Its whiz zing distinctly, aid Instinctively I crouched, much to tbe amusement of tht French army officer who stood at my side. "The thing you hear," he said, "never hits you. It's half a mile past you before you bear the sound." In climbing the hill of Mousson there are many places where one is out from undercover. Walking up the hill was difficult, but running was more than difficult, and yet I had to run be tween the covered points. On this hill we were within range, not only of shell fire but of small rifle fire, and the Journey up and down had Its un pleasant moments. When half way down this Rock of Mousson the cannonading grew louder. The truth was that a new battery had opened, one much nearer to us than the guns which had been thundering before. We looked down from the hill side to the -village of Pont n-Mousson which lay nestling at our feet Into the village the shells were pounding. All that we could see was clouds of dust and smoke mingled as we kne- with mortar, stone fragments, an the ground powder of plaster. Short breathing Space.' We reached the foot of the hill, en tered a military automobile, and were whirled Into Pont-a-Mousson. The cannonading had ceased and the vil lagers, men. women and children, again going about the streets. No one knew, however, when the fusillade would begin again. It did begin again, not long after we left the town, and 20 people met their death Inside of an hour from the time the first gun spoke. Pont-a-Mourson Is not far from Met. The same river supplies water to both cities. One Is In France and the oth er Is In Germany. The French say thnt before tbe snow flies again both cities will be lu France and that both will belong to France for all time.. I tlo not know whether this will prove true or not, but I to know that all along this line the French are fight Ing with a doubly strengthened heart,, and perhaps with a doubly strength ened ferocity. Tbey want Lorraine, and Lorraine tbey are going to get If valor can win It NJft Cfrateafr 15 WnU Prtefcms H m " AXCOMOL-3PT.RCENT. . AlabltPrrpamlloofcrAfl sinulahiqlnlMrk1nVguls find hie Stomachs and Bowls of Promotes Dis?tion,Chterfuri lit and Rait.ContaiiM wither 3ium,Morpiiin nor Mineral ox Narcotic. Snv &rifrtawdv lorruurtptr Worms.' revtriahitrM and Jlossoramrv tfrftlmlit ttehaltmTBf ffcs Caimwm CoxpcJcf) NEW YORK. Bi.et Copy of Wreppw Calm Resignation. Reference having been made to beautiful resignation, Congressman Joseph J. Russell recalled an appro priate story. During a dinner party some time ago, the congressman said, tbe topic turned to the connubial state. Among the guests wus a bachelor person. "Speaking of marriage," eventually remarked the bachelor, "It seems that tbe longer a man is married " "The happier he is," impulsively broke In a spinster party with a hope ful glance at the other. "1 was going to say," resumed the bachelor, dlsregurdingly, "that the longer a man is married the less he seems to mind it." Willing. "Did you punch tho time clock as you came In?" linked the foreman. "1 did not," replied tho burly work man, "but I'll punch tho fuce of the, man that dares to dock me for beln' ten minutes lute." Never Get Tired. "You dance like an angel." "You flatter mc," said the girl. "1 could keep going much longer If I had wings." Her Worry. "Darling, will you love tne when I'm old?" "I will If you'll promise to love me If I should grow fat." 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The Children's Panacea The mother's Friend, GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAY SI Bears the In Use For Over 30 Years The Kind You Have Always Bought HUBBY HAD NOT FORGOTTEN Was Right There With Wedding An niversary Present and Yet Wlfle Was Not Pleased. It was lute afternoon and time to get her husband's supper, but the woman sitting moodily by the fire never moved. Her heart was breaking. It was her birthday. She had been married only four years, but he her husband had forgotten her birthday already. That morning he had given her no present; not even an extra kiss before rushing off to town. Presently there was the sound of a key turning In the lock. Into the room came her htiRband. Still she never moved. He bent over hur nod whispered ns he dropped a tiny parcel Into her lap: "Many happy returns, darling!" Her heart whs mended, she sprang to her feel nd seized him In a frantic grattp as she realized that, after all, he still loved her. Then she opened the parcel. pipe cleaners!" she guHped, as she displayed a little bundle of feathers. "Yes, sweetheart," sold the man. "I knew that they'd pleaxe you, as you object to my using your hairpins!" Generally speaking, a crunk Is a man with an enthusiasm for some particular form of Idiocy. Cry For Signature of Taking Papa Along. The baggage master halted the fam ily party and politely explained thai under the new law the value of tht contents of each trunk must be given. After a brief consultation with bef daughter, mamma pointed to her own trunk and said: "Please put this on down as containing one thousand dol lars' worth of personal belongings. This one," indicating her daughter's trunk, "you may put down for eight hundred." "How about this little one?" asked the baggage master, resting bis heel on Its top. "Oh, that!" replied the lady con temptuously. "Ten or twelve dollars will cover that one." "I see," returned the official. "Fa ther's going along too." A Scoop. "I'm writing a liimory of the Euro pean war." "Hut the war Isn't over yet." "Thai's where I get the bulge on the rest of the historians. I can put my book on the market tbe day after peace is declared, and they'll have to wait two or three months." Pa Knows Everything. "Father, what is a 'sepulchral tone of voice'?" "That means, to speak gravely." Marriage is a lottery In which the prize-winners draw alimony.