Cheraw chronicle. (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, April 22, 1915, Image 3
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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.
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Heroic efforts were made to resc
F-4 which sank in Honolulu harbor,
lowered into the sea to search for tl
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irough the snow to Przasnysz.
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of the photographer's life, showing an
aeen advancing tQ^the attack with their
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junta, the head of which, Senor
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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
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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
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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.
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Mufflers Start Romances Be- JjJ
tween Soldiers and Maids. im
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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.
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