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I '?- ? r BELIEVE ME, WE BUSTED IT! (C. N. Booth.) , l Allow me to introduce Private Clinfc ton Ball, originally and from time to l time of Jennings, N. C., but more reIB * cently returned from a business mis sion to France. Mr. uan nas ju&i B blown into camp, carrying in his neck m a slight souvenir of his trip. - He also W carries the conviction that the Heinie T who gave him the Jittle token received ) one also, but in a more vital part than the neck. Mr. Ball is quite sure of this for he had the satisfaction of personally returning the favor. \ t I met him accidentally, so to speak, through the medium of a package of cigarettes. (By the way, here's a tip for you: If you want to make friends in a camp, carry fags in your pocket. -i It might be $Tell to wear one between | the lips 6r behind the ear as a sign that you have the goods.) He wanted a smoke and I was fortunate enough to have the wherewithal. As he struck his match on?well, on the place where a man usually strikes a match when there is nothing else convenient, I noticed his gold service stripe and that brought on more talk. "What outfit. Buddy?" "120th Infantry, 30th Division." Right there Private Ball was taken ! prisoner for the first time in his military career. I led him around to my cell and handed him my only chair. I sat on the cracker box. . "Now.tell us all about it." But my captive just at this moment seemed not one bit inclined to talk. % With a set expression in his eye, he >dived first into one pocket of his uni" * - _? mi I form ana tnen into anotner. xne pockets of his overcoat exhausted, he attacked his blouse, then his trousers. Evidently he was making a highly important but very unsuccessful search r for something. Casting an alm~t- des[ pairing look at me, he began to\ jutM ton his shirt. A horrible suspicion H I came over me and I laid a restraining M hand on his arm; it was a time for Wp action. "Tell me" I whispered, "is it cooties?" i / "Naw, you rummy; it ain't." By this time he had hauled out a soiled tobacco bag suspended from his neck by a piece of cord, and opening it he produced an equally soiled bit/of paper which he handed me. "There! I knowed I put the danged thing somewhere/' % "The danged thing" proved to be a \. clipping from a recent magazine short ^<<0^ story. It was a Latin quotation with a free translation appended: "Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit?It'll be funny when it quits hurting." Private Ball explained: "I Sought a magazine on tlie train When i" was com in' here yesterday yesterday an' I found that in it Looks liV? French. I dnnno: but if it means what it says it does I reckon it sure does hit the bullseye. Come to think i, of it, I didn't get hart* none to speak of, bat it's just beginnm' to get funny." r Silently I laid the package of cigarettes on his knee and he was off. "There ain't nobcfcly can tell what happened over there. There's jnst naturally too much of it, an' besides, ^ nobody don't know how to tell it. Why, man alive, yon don't even know nothin' 1>out the rum drinkin' ^water we had sometimes, an' it tasted pretty good too. 'Most anything'll taste good I reckon when the back of your throat ' gets all dried out like.them p&ncakes I had for dinner today. Why, them cakes must of been fresh cooked a week ago. An' say, do you know the robber who run that restaurant had % L. \ v u ai kWe have just i ment and are pr W Balk * \ . Since we have con ness has steadily gro 4-Ua comA mAriov u 111^ OUlllV 111VUVJ MM. from lis, we have and selected for this ? Valentine, Burp Kentucky Worn bage Seed. Lc and Beet Seed, \ Qnmnrtav* UUllUllVi III I I jth*? nerve to charge me two bits for ! three of 'em? I ain't a cook, but say, I could?" ' He had run into an open switch and there was no telling where he was lo-ninpr to srnn. so 1 flaceed him and ; e> ?ra ? backed him onto the main line again. ! "Oh. yes?about that drinkin' wa-' iter? Once I was with a British bunch t for a while an' they used that water to make tea out of, an' it plumb ruint it." "Ruined what? The tea?" "Naw; ruint the water. There ain't no tea I ever saw that won't already 'ruint soon's it was made. Why man, jtea ain't hardly fit for a Heinie to j drink, let alone a man. I wouldn't , wonder but that's what made t them 'English fit so. iney goi an ieu u?? ion tea and that just naturally mr.de j 'em mad as thunder. They just had to fight somebody, an' bein' as their officers kept 'em from fightin' 'mci:~ ! themselves they had to take it cu; ion the Germans. The Germans know*I jed it too, so 'long in ihe fore part oT the night when the grub was comin' jup old Fritz would start shellin' low idown behind the lines, searchin' for i [chow parties. He knowed he stood a j heap better show if he could just keep {that mess of tea from gettin' up where jit was goin'. I don't believe this war .'would of lasted near as long if the : French had drunk tea too instead of !that trick wine stuff they're so nutty j over." j Apparently Private Ball wasn't going to arrive anywhere, even though I had headed him in the right direction. He seemed to need prompting. "You sa*7 some fighting, didn't you? How about that?" "Well, I rockon I did see some fightin'. I saw a regular he-fight once. We had a cook that was one of the fightin'est chaps I was ever among. One day some of the fellows got to grousein' ian' kickin' 'bout the grub while he was 'round. He stood it a few minutes an' then lit into the whole shootin' match. Say, talk 'bout fightin', why that slumscortcher just waded right through the : whole?" ! I had no doubt that it was as he 'said " a regular he-fight," but business | is business. j "I don't mean that kind of scrap-' ping, Buddy. Now come clean. Dil you fellows have a-hand in busting jthat Hindenburg line or have the pa; / pers been handing us merely a line of bunk?" . "Oh, you want to know 'bout that, do you? I thought everybody knowed we busted Hindj-'s playhouse all to smash. One thing certain: I'm gettin' mighty tired of tellin' it. Don't i- ^ \ {Ki >w :it "Ci. ic i ii < i.vnow. j "I don't even know what day of the ; week it was; there ain't no Sunday schools over there to figure from, you know. We had crawled out into No | Man's Land durin' the night so's we I would have a good start when mornin', 'come. Twasn't exactly 'cordin' to schedule, but I reckon the Captain thought it won't as dangerous as stay(in' back in our trench. A Geueian shell landed there once in so often.' I While we was layin' out there flat on tfie grouna, tnem wrmans Kept seuuin' up what they call Very lights, an' believe me, when one of them things goes up it sure is very light. "Why, if you're out in the open it looks like the sun has rose too soon. The way to keep-'em from seein' you is to play dead; an' let me tell you, there ain't a possum in the world that's got anything on me when it comes to them Tt m'n'r rm ioke. Two or three times that night I come mightynear to foolin' myself. ; "Well, 'long 'boat five o'clock in the received a large and epared to supply you Seed at Low P imenced to handle seed in >wn because we can give you have never tried buyi th been losing money. A1 climate and we will appr< )es Stringless, Giant Stringless ier Bean Seed. All the best irge stock Watermelon, Cua and many others we do not m< Vill be glad to supply you Brothers I i mornin' I reckon it was our guns ] started a barrage fire?lay in' 'em 5 1 down regular like fence posts An' somehow. I doiCt know whether it was because they had the wrong range or ' because we was out where we hadn't 1 ought to of been, the shells begun to break liehind us 'stead of in front. An' it was a ereepin' barrage, too much ^ creepin' to be healthy. That kind shoots a while in one place an' then moves up. you know. Course we * couldn't stay where we was. We just ' had to go somewhere, an' go quick. : Shells bustin' behind us an' Hinden- ( burg line in front. There won't any 1 way 'round it; we had to bust that ( line, an' we done it. believe me. * "My Captain raised himself up from { where he was layin' an' after sort of 1 lookin','round he jumped up an' yell- 1 ed: 'Come on, you fellows! Rise an' 1 shir?f>" Man. we rose, an' as for shinin', youi just ask old Kaiser Bill if we didn't shine. Course we ex- J - --- . -1, 1 P?Cted to catca me uevn an an Iiuui the German machine guns soon's we 1 stood up so they could see, but not a ] single one cracked down on us. We } didn't know then that old Fritz was ( workin' 'cordin' to the usual rules an' was sittin' back in his dugout waitin' 1 for our bombardment to stop 'fore he * would come out an' play. I'm tellin'* you, 'twould of been just like a sure enough picnic goin' across that morn- ^ in' if our barrage hadn't lifted right then an' landed plumb in the middle * of us. We was creepin' up cautious-,1 hva thint* landed, then we ^ 111VU till ViiUO -W-? ? , just naturally took wings an' flew. 1 I'll bet we advanced on them Huns ? faster than any outfit ever done before. Mighty near the first shot out of the 1 box got our Captain. He never know- 1 ed what hit him, an' I reckon it's good s he didn't, for 'twas one of our own ' ] guns killed him. I was just warmin' up to what you might call good run- 1 nin' speed when something knocked 1 the bottom out of the world 'long side of me, an' the next I knowed I was * plumb buried alive. Did I dig out? 1 I'm here, ain't I? 'Bout this time the * artillery in the rear must of found out what a blazin' mess they was makin' for they let up on us. Then we dived { into that German trench. "Was there any Germans there an' was there much fightin'? Well, there c was an' there wasn't. Them Heinies come swarmin' up out of their >dug- j outs, but they didn't do no fightinV { 'loce if was ftehtin' t.n see which one < could get his hands up the quickest. ( What was the use of 'em fightin'?NWe ] was there. , "Me an' Jim garter an' two other j fellows crawled into one of the dug- ( outs to see what we could find. Man,., it was a swell place! All timbered ^ up like a house, it was. There was a ( German officer inside an' when he didn't put up his hands right away . Jim clubbed his gun an7 made for him. ( You ought to a-seen him put 'em up t then. He could talk English some, an' , he says, 'You're Americans, ain't you?' 1 4We sure are,' I yells. Then Jim cuss- , ed: 'You , you saia your une ( couldn't be broke. She's broke now.' Fritz drawed himself' up an' sort of looked a hole through Jim. 'It's been ( tried a lot of time/ he says, 'but it . ain' never been done.' Jim never could take no back talk. 'You d square head,' he bellows, 'don't you try to , i start no argument with me. That r linevs busted same as you are.' An'? < Wop!?he nails Fritz one on the jaw. . Private Ball helped himself to another cigarette?his third?and look- . ing his approval of my J&stf in the < matter of smokes, proceeded: , "Is that the kind of fightin' you're j talkin' 'bout? Now, down the line t 1 ?? ( i ^ ' < < < complete assort- < i with i i < rices i t bulk our seed busiyou more seed for < ng your seed in bulk i ?J ? L:_i i? i seea are mgii gi auc eciate your orders. , Dwarf Wax, varieties Cab- . ' amber, Radish ention. i I. 1 I Company { - ? further they say there was a real bi scrap, but where we was all we ha :o do was to keep walkin'. After w cleaned up all this trench line th fj.srhtin'. what there was of it, was a >"t unn mifbt SflV. j<Ai. u./wic, / VV4 -?y "Say, there's one thinp I want to te! trou 'bout. Back behind the Germa: lines we come on a big tunnel ar when we went in what do you recko: .ve lound? There was 'most as man Germans as you could put in a gooi uzed room all piled up in a neat stacfc m' all of 'em dead, an' there was ; ;hoppin' block an' axes an' saws lik i butcher shop. That ain't all eithei Dver to one side there was a pile o pieces of bodies that had been cut u m tLat bloi1!:. Some of the fellows sai :he Germans was makin' fats fror lieir dead soldiers. Do you recko: hat's so?" I had to admit that only within th ft-eek I had read an account of tha same tunnel as told by a returned ol icer who also had seen it. For a fe\ Moment* The habitual tv.inkie disai geared from Private Ball's eye whil le muttered something heartfelt an< emphatic, but absolutely unprintable "After we got back into Belgium i :he country the German's had hel since the war started we come upo: i little farm where there was thre kvomen livin'. They said they ha seen there all along, an tney saia? Abruptly he ceased talking an glanced carelessly at his new wris svatch, then looked at it more intern y. Plainly there was something ir ;eresting about that timepiece. H shook it. "Got this tiling brand-new last nigh :rom a watch tinker over to Greer rille." he exDlained. "Fellow said i >he quit. runnin' to bring her bad She's goin' back right now. Ad/ saj le better not try no monkey shines o) ne, [cause I'm su?e goin' to have m mother watch out of him." And innocently stuffing the remainc ?r of my cigarettes into his pocket, h valked away to interview the "watcl .inker over to Greenville." "" 1- i. 1 11 uei lie gut auuLuei naau. ?=/ SAMSON CITIZENS HONOR MEMORY OF YOUNG J. BOOZEI i Samson (Alabama) Ledger. Despite a drizzling rain and a cui _ J 1 1 ^AAnl ,ing wmu, several nuiiuieu pcuyi gathered to meet the westbound Cei :ral of Georgia train Wednesday af jrnoon as a tribute of respect to th nemory of Young J. Boozer, whose r< nains. arrived at that time from Clii ton, S. C., where Mr. Boozer died Sui lay night at the home of relative) tvhom he was visiting when influenz; [oliowed by pneumonia, struck hii iown. Immediately after the funeral part arrived in Samson, it left in autos fc Geneva, where the remains were ii terred in the town cemetery- Prol ably 150 persons from Samson mad trip, and the procession of automobile was one of the largest ever turnin out to a funeral in this section. The following acted as pallbearers R. H. Dawkins. J. C. Breckenridge, T! C. Reeves, J. D. Holloman, T. C. Wa: ren ana H. u. urme. Several from Geneva, including Pr< bate Judge W. H. Morris, former Coi pressman W. 0. Mulkey and Count rreasur^r J. A. Jenkins, came up t Samson to meet the train and join th funeral cortege. At the Geneva Baptist church ce: vices were conducted by Rev. A. 1 Sims of. Midland City, for nearly fou pears pastor of the deceased in San >on, and Rev. W. M. Oiive, pastor c :he Geneva congregation. Appropriat ;ongs were rendered by a' sextett from Samson, composed of Mrs. M. I 2ureton, Mrs. T. H. White, Mrs. L. I Chappelfe, Jr., Mrs. S. A. Beall, W. C Reeves and S. A. Beall. Following the church services intei ment took place in the Geneva grav< fard. Mr.' Boozer, although but 33 yeai 3ld. had achieved for himself the r( jpect of all in Samson and the admin :ion of many. A saw mill man by o< mpation, he had early in life beei able to assume weighty responsibil Lies. In his late 20's he assisted in th reorganization of the properties of th Simpson Harper interests, f^llowinj the bankruptcy of the1 latter, and bi came president of the Alabama Ml md Land company. When the latter' properties were acquired by the Tho: N\ Baker Lumber company, Mr. Boo: 2r became superintendent of the con rkOTi-ir on/1 A/ir.iiniofl tViio nncitmn -jt th vJCLLLJ y auu L/UV. U y ItU liuo yVUiliVil WV VAA Lime of his death. In 1914 he was induced to enter pol Lies as a candidate for mayor. A :hough defeated in the primary it wa )y a close vote and two years later h< ivas nominated and elected mayor. A executive of the city he instituted i lumber of changes, among them pay nent of current accounts ahead of lo )f debts which had accumulated dui ng the several years of the city s his :ory. Strict enforcement of the pre libition, vice and Sunday closing law vere also a feature of the administra ion. For a while Samson was thi ightest town in Alabama probably s< far as Sunday closing was concerned During-his administration, also. ^a rrangement was made with the hold ?rs of water and light plant bond g whereby the city regained control of d the municipal plant. e .Air. Boozer was for a third time a e candidate for mayor during the past II campaign, but was aereatea m a sec- ( ond primary (the first one resulting 11 in a tie) by J. C. Brunson, the incum- j n bent. ] i' Mr. Boozer was an active member of li the Samson Baptist church, and his ] y former pastor. Rev. Mr. Sims, in con- ] l! ducting the funeral services took oc- , I 1 casion to praise Mr. Boozer's devotion i i a and growth in religious ways, as dem- j e onstrated by his increasing activity \ and liben^ity. He had been a deacon , f of the congregation for some time , p prior to his death. i j As chairman of the city Liberty u Loan committee. Mr. Boozer threw his ^ a vhole energy into raising Samson's quota, and this was clone in each in-. e stance. He was also liberal with his J ^ t time and money in helping other war !' I- activities, although the problems de- * v veloping in the big plant under his j )- supervision from war conditions must' e have been very pressing. That he! a found time to attend to all of them ( j. was proof of the abundant vitality and n unconquerable spirit of the man. d He was a stockholder in the recently a organized Farmer-White Hardware e company, of which he was president, d He was a Mason, having advanced ^ " through all the York rite degrees and ^ d was a Shriner. He was also a mem- . t ber of Samson camp, W. 0. W. ] f- The deceased is survived by a widl ow and four small children, e i . I ' . - 1 t Geneva (Alabama) County Reaper. t. The people of Geneva on Monday i j was pained to learn that Y. J. Boozer, 1 of Samson, had departed this life Sunr day night in South Carolina, where i Q he had gone to be with his mother dur- ' e ing the Christmas holidays. Shortly after arriving at the residence of lys [; moiner ne was ctiutcfteu uy luuucu^a, < e and pneumonia developed. The re- i Ij mains were interred in the Geneva cemetery Wdnesday afternoon. Rev. i jA. T. Sims of Daleville, former pastor < of the deceased at Samson, was re- ] ; quested to conduct the funeral ser- ] : vices, which he did. Mr. Boozer was < R one of Samson's most progressive citi- , zens and business men, and will be greatly missed in the town and county. . t- He is survived by a widow and four . e children, who have the condolence and ] 1- sympathy of a large circle of friends t- in their sad bereavement. 1 . ' ej au ; Beardless (or spring) barley for sale by Johnson-McCrackin Co. l-24tf *" 1 l."1-; ? : 13 . ., There is Nothing ! Fish, Blow rrDTi : ILIUI J 6 and our custo I ready writing ;f coming after : i e J Fertilizer got sc i. you know, and a was a scramble f< 2; ber. A shortage freely predicted f 1 YOU CAN G1 ie It is a good scl I' out now while lh? " wet to plow. W1 ; putting it off and >- of not getting whi besides later yo plowing. Now is s I You can't i - Fish, Blood and. t ; Anderson Pho Com] f'? W. F. FARM1 8 COMMON PLEAS JURY FOR THE NEXT COUftr The following 36 petit jurors were drawn by the jury commissioners o?l Friday to serve in the court of common pleas for the week beginning. \f 1 CArnom, 1 Tfh .>1 UI1UU.) , i'CUi Utll J 1IUJ, B. H. Maybin, S?\ B. Culclasure, \V 0. Shealv, J. W. Hipp, A. H, Booklight, M. M. Longshore, J. B. Brefr nor, C. W. Ringer, W. J. Shealy, B..r L. Bowers, J. L. Nobles, John B. Grif-in', C. M. West, George S. Enlow, H \. Pittard, J. S. Watkins, Pat W, Shealy, G. W. Suhfr, Wesley James,, Vic Hardy Mower, J. R. Epting, J. H, Martin, F. P. DeVore, Thos. E. Henuz... 1. W. Cromer! J. L. Boozer, W. U.. Wessinger, Walter Dickert, R. H Eiipp, I). M. Langt'ord, J. W. Robertson, T. J. Wicker, W. C. Barnes, ??. Kinard, W. P. Blair, J. T. Mayes. 'THOUGHT I HAD A PAVING BRICK * IN MY STOMACH* Declared a Spartanburg, S. C., Man? He was Constipated, Nervous, Pains, in His Back; Had Dizzy Spells^. Dreco Ended It All For Him. "I often felt like I had a paving brick in my stomach," says this weli;known man who has resided at 1SI Park Avenue, Spartanburg, S. C., far fourteen ^ears, Mr. P. A. Harman. "My stomach went on as trike. tc think, for nothing I ate seemed to digest, but just laid there. I was badiy-t constipated, my liver was inactive; get so ,nervous I cuoldn'r. sleep, and dizzy spells would hit me, and I'h have; to sit down right there. Dreco startedr my bowels moving at once and all troubles seemed to fade away, and now I am well as ever in my life. I eat anything I crave, and it never hurts, :>ne bit. I sleep fine, in fact, I'm welt again." To those who suffer irom stomacx*. troubles and their attendant! disor - %. iers?constipation, you are warned . profit by the experience of others. Don't wear the victim down until he. grows weaker every day, laying him,jpen 'to disease of a serious nature. Eve.y one should know about Drecow the great herbal remedy, which. ha& no peer as a stomach remedy, and re-.. lief for constipation. Go today to your nearest drug storfe . ?they all sell Dreco and start the treatment without delay. Dreco ia especially recommended in Newberry by Gilder and Weeks. . " C Better Than Our ! 5 I 1 lil 1 I l ana meai * - f? . K mers are al- I I for it and j 9 S it. y :arce last spring t the last there . >r it, you remem and a scarcity is or this spring. 'j ET IT NOW leme to haul it 5 ground is too bat is the use of fnnrnnnr flii^ ri&Lr A UlIAInAAAg MAV A JW?* at you want, and u will be busy the time. Improve on Meal Fertilizer. y P. Ail opudic a uu i iany LR, Secretary