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GERMANS ebbm ^ Below, General von Bulow (in ca a German advance guard marching tl DISMOUNTI T I |jP^''' '* ~ -?-? This picture, taken at the risk Aa1<I in *K/v r'awnafktona TKaw q ro ( UCJU iu iuc vai pouiiaiio. A uvj w has already been hit. ' CAHHANZA LUBBl II y '*'_< j ^ ^ . 'Xv ' "' This fine residence, formerly occi lngton, is now in the hands of the Ci Eliseo Arredondo, is shown in the ii by our state department, Senor Arred can consuls in this country. RESCUE WORK ON T S Heroic efforts were made to resc F-4 which sank in Honolulu harbor, lowered into the sea to search for tl i IN THE EAST PRUSSIA Im ! JPH w^rallBsP '^v% MXM^m ^8-fpC. ; >:'j^H^.. ; - ||| BBi^W jffiy >::'< % . ^KI H i^BBkk. ^WKp^rjp rW1 \ K Bn ' A., p at left) holding a consultation with his irough the snow to Przasnysz. ED AUSTRIAN HUSSARS re?~ of the photographer's life, showing an aeen advancing tQ^the attack with their "IN WASfflfotSTON ?wwi^ jpied by the Mexican embassy in Washirranza junta, the head of which, Senor isert. Though not recognized officially ondo directs the doings of all the MexiHE F4 AT HONOLULU C| . ' , .;. . :- ' -' ^ iii??iiiiiii iii i i?IM '' '^ ^ xx?**:>.V r v m,, ^ ^ x 'UWjflflHt ? V ^*1* Mm#** :^:**^? -' x<~ -2 ue the crew of the American submarine The photograph shows a diver being ie vessel. N SNOWS ^ staff officers In East Prussia. Above; iur . I* ' - > & T ^VSkSSSlnr ' ' :^^MtSbMii?^B?M I evv^s^Sf <*- :'' >. { -r / 1 hfl1 PweKB^KvX' : v>^^B 95K53E I i NE3 WjBMj&jbtf ' 1 ISnp 't r-v; 61 I flhl | "i This tremendous shell is one of I t those fired by the giant 42-centlmf tier til] howitzer of the German army. It Wl 'Gt In soft dirt near Verdun without ex- goi ploding and was dug up by the British, sts Beside It, on the left, is a French. 75- to mm field gun shell, and on the rijght kei a (~lcrmon 77.mm shall P^ch Of Which D&I is about three inches in diameter. The ' big shell is five feet long and wget almost a ton. of J f Of' i th: Woman looking out of a roof,' win- qu dow in Paris during the recent1 raid g0 of German Zeppelins on that clt> i A /ANTS A HELMET; L BETS IT FOR HER ilgian's Love Story Shows Old , Feminine Spur to Carnage Surviving. IOPHY FROM SLAIN FOE 1 ? Igian Chauffeur Had No Desire for Trenches, Willing to Serve Country Elsewhere, Till Louise Marie Spoke. By EDGAR A. MOWRER. Correspondent Chicago Daily News.) Paris.?"Love can only say what It inta by the language of life, action, &g, sacrifice, ravishment, death and I great panorama of creation."?Edird Carpenter. Love of women is playing its part in is war, just as it has always done. Take me to Dunkerque," 1 said, indiahing my pass. The Belgian auffeur did not look at it 'What are you going to do there? It ss not make any difference to me so ig as you have a pass. And if you rent the sentinels on the road beeen here and there'll have you out Ick enough. I've got to get some for my lamp. It's getting dark, me back in ten minutes and we irt."Had Fled From Antwerp. k quarter of an hour later I was sftg beside the chauffeur on the front kt of the tazlcab with my baggage tide, while the two cylinder motor ogged along the international highy from Furnes, Belgium, to Dunrque, in France. Where are you from?" I asked after while. The evening mists were wing in from the North sea, mufig the deserted fields in layer after *er. "Antwerp." What is your trade?" 'Driving a car. That is, I used to be taxi driver, but now I'm in the poe, or was before the war. That's w I can get such good speed out of s old two-lunger. Of course I had a tter car than this at the beginning, t it got left when the 'bocbes' came 0 Antwerp. I escaped in this one." Red Cross Painted on Car. 'You're, in the sanitary services, I ppose," I hazarded, referring to the 1 cross largely painted on the glass ^^^^Mng!Tou'd better get Thei-e'B the frontlet " fl ^^Hlrst control Just ahead. And r. ^P>n't know the /paasword?only till noon today. I forgot to ask for it Fufnes. But don't worry, I won't re any trouble." Taster motor cars than ours, great lousines and roadsters full of French I Belgian officers raced J>y in the rk with few lights showing. We re forced to stop some distance m the military post at the French ntler and wait our turn to go ough the narrow "S" formed by rricades erected In the road. Burly 8ergeant Quiets Down. Tosses, your passes, please," cried tuxiy sergeant of French territorials, ning a light in our faces. He exined mine and handed it back. *Where is yours?" he demanded of i former taxi driver. 'I haven't any," replied my compani, "but don't look at me like that! i a beautiful thing, isn't it, terrilals like you who've never looked a e barrel In the eye having the right stop men like me who haven't Med a fight for three months? Can't i see my friend here is on a special 90iuu auu uiuoiu t uc ucia; cu . rhe sergeant was wavering. 'Why haven't you the password?" asked Anally. 'Now, that's a Ane question," spluted the Belgian, sitting up straight, only left Dunkerque this morning, ad the password then, all right?up noon?'Carlo' for the French and iston' for the Belgians. But when I t to Fumes, where I expected to ,y a little while, here I found I had take this gentleman back to Dunrque. Fine chance I had to get a isword." 'You can go on," grunted the serrot at last, and with much grinding clutches and brakes we moved slowbeyond the Aare of the sentinel's item. Colonel Shows His Authority, rhe scene was repeated at three ipr controls. It is unforeettahle? 3 lanterns, the reflections in the ial which borders the road, the <es, the darkness, the excessively d wind blowing in the mists from 3 sea. At the third control we were out to enter the "S" when there was :latter of hoofs and flying stones and roice sliced the darkness: 'Get back there, I tell you, and wait ur turn." [n an instant a grizzled French inltry colonel was upon us. His horse adenly kicked, champed and pawed 3 earth. 'Get back, I say," the officer cried, ot a carriage will pass until my >n come through." "We saw no men, but there was no e trying to argue with the colonel. ,n ormilri have taken the tnneno mit us if we had dared to protest. In ree minutes we were the head of a. arter of a mile of waiting autos. me of the first arrivals tried to push , but the old colonel, who had reined in his horse and sat immobile beside di the barricade, greeted the audacious a ones with such a fury of oaths that to the boldest were cowed and obedient- th ly fell in behind us. go But where were his men? A minute yc passed; perhaps two. Then we heard th a tramping sound, dulled by distance. It grew louder. The first company ke wound past the barricade and entered lit the area of our headlights. I Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp. A regi- th ment on the march stretches out into cr a phenomenally long organism. It was ha 25 minutes before the last of the four fo pieces of artillery, which brought up T1 the rear of the 3,500 men, had gone be- be yond us. Pi Ounkerque and Louise Marie. Despite jockeying on the part of the drivers of faster cars behind us, my on chauffeur kept his place in the line and we were the first through the con- Se trol. As we neared Dunkerque, al- wi though he had said little up to this tr< time, he knocked the ashes from his te: pipe. dr "I'm glad to be going back to Dunkerque," he said. "It's a fine town. Fc They know how a fellow feels when he be has been forced out of his own coun- 'C try. Here in France the women and ju all are so good to you they make you wi forget how far it is from home, with I their wine and candy and fruit they w< give you. "A fellow wouldn't be much without a women, anyway. When we get there he I'm going to bunt up Louis^M*1"1? and fu take her to dinner. You haven't an to extra silver piece or two, have.you? is< Thanks. Well, I suppose you've been an in love. But it's mighty funny what a all U. S. WARSHIP IN II This picture shows the (J S S Georg ships In Mexican waters. The Insert 1 In command of the fleet. iilileH bu dr Mufflers Start Romances Be- JjJ tween Soldiers and Maids. im ca Quaint Replies Received to Missives m: Enclosed In Articles Sent by ^ College Girls to Wounded In Hospitals. to en New York.?International romances j have been interwoven with the legwarmers and mufflers knit by the tjj maids In the dining room of Whittier ^h nr.?/ .r.lWo nf Columbia Q? nan, icatucio vu?v0v university, and every mail that comes from the other side brings warm mis- w, sives from the soldiers convalescing in the hospitals of England and Scotland. Q, No sooner had the needs of the sol- yo diers in the field become known In (q, this country last autumn than Mrs. jrj Marie Seger, who Is in charge of the g0 dining services at Whittier hall, de- yo vised a scheme to improve the few m, leisure minutes the waitresses had and also to assist the warriors. With generous contributions of money made by the young woman students, Mrs. m) Seger bought a large quantity of gray gl( wool and knitting needles. She gave av a quantity to each of the waitresses, hinting that when they had nothing tl, to do?which frequently occurs when nj, some of the girls miss their meals m, or come late to them?they might knit leg-warmers or* mufflers. The wait- ce ?? vioorHiv fell in with the idea ro icooca uvu* ?.v and the quantity turned out was an ha excellent tribute to their nimble hand!- of work and the fine spirit with which dj( they accepted the suggestion. When the goods were being packed for shipment, someone jocosely remarked that they might send along ta a note or two to cheer up the soldiers. , Mrs. Seger saw no objection to this and half a dozen of the waitresses penned brief notes "to whom our presents are given," enclosing their names. It was around Christmas that the first shipment was made. Now fri the thanks of the wounded are com- he ing in with both serious and flippant ap Pference it makes. Here I was up to week ago without any desire at all go into the trenches. I didn't envy e infantry; seemed to me foolish to i and get killed when you could serve iur country just as well doing someing else. "Then, one night, down in Dunxque here, I met Louise Marie. We ced each other from the start. Say, felt more like a man that evening an I have since the dirty German ew entered Antwerp. After we'd :d dinner I asked her what I could do r her to show I had feelings, too. le little beauty (she isn't really autlful) said she was crazy for a 'usco's helmet. Wasn't Afraid at All. "'Louise Marie,' said I, 'I'll get you ie.' "And I did. I got a chum in the iventh Infantry to change places th me, he in my car and I in the inches all filled with mud and war, with the 'boches' about three hun* ed yards away. And I was lucky. "That night the Germans attacked. >r a time it was hot, but finally they gan to retreat. I saw my chance, harge 'em, boys.' I yelled, and mped out of the trench and ran forird in the dark, feeling my way until came to where some German dead 3re lying. "For a minute I thought I was doing little one man act, but pretty soon re came our fellows. It was beauti1. Somebody told me our soldiers ok a lot of prisoners. Anyhow, Lou* , i Marie has her helmet. The most fUlrtM let T Tiro cn'f fifvoM A + lia?lu5 luiug id, a naou %. aiiaiu at 1EXICAN WATERS ia, one of the United States wars Rear Admiral Caperton, who la piles to the notes of the girls. Some the letters from the soldiers are itten in Glasgow, some in Edinburg, it most of them are from St. Anew'B hospital, Dundee. Most of the It goods containing the letters were strlbuted there, hence the Interestg notes. One of them read: l^ear ranuie . iuui uuio me Just in time to make me change 7 mind. When I got shot on the sne I was reported dead. My old rl, hearing of this, up and married lad that was not man enough to'go war. First I wanted to eat a big ough bullet to make me croak. Then got mad because I thought if she Jn't care for any more of a man an she married she must have ought I was a fine snicker, too. i now, I want to write to you a Send me your picture when you ite again. JOHN Another read: "Dear Maggie : From your me I think you are Irish. From ur wit I know you are. From your ae I know you are a nice girl. I am sh and I am married, but I am ine to hunt ud a nice Irish lad for u and make him write. And I will ike him tell the truth, too. "PATRICK Still another, brief but explicit, ran: Dear Jennie : I would like to irry you, but have two Scotch las?s and three laddies in their kilts /aiting me home. What's more, ere's a wee wife, and then somenes I drink too much Scotch, and ce girls like you can't beat me like y wife can. SANDY No engagement rings have been re ived as yet, but then all sorts of mances are woven around Whittier 11, and the maids now are talking trips abroad to hunt up their sot2r boys when the war is over. Nelsons Are Barred. Flushing, N. Y.?"No more Nelsons ken as boarders," is the sign posted - Mrs. S. S. Nelson, who says shr s five (not related). Walk Far for Job. New York.?John O'Day walked am Butte, Mont., to Brooklyn in ipes of finding a job. He was di? pointed. A