The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1897-05-19
HOW EpIRUs WAS LOST.
story of the Fight as Seen From n
Newspaper Standpoint.
From the washington Post,

and the people who paid to see some real
generalship and some clever fighting are
entitled to have their money refunded at
the box office.
The first day the Greeks had much the
best of the argument. Steve Crane led
the profession with a beautiful two-col-
umn, double-leaded two-step, and caught
the Turks mapping.
While Cranes forces engaged the en-
envy in front Rudyard Kipling and his
command attacked the Turkish rear and
by syndicate prearrangement these two
valorious leaders worked the deadly par
alle column on the demoralized foe.
There was bright Grecian streak in
the atmosphere. and the bookmakers
were giving remarkable odds on the fight.
When the second days fighting opened
everybody said it was a Grecian cnch
in walk, and Grecian money went beg
ging.
When the firing opened between the out
posts at Pentepighadia the welcome word
was carried to the managing editors OF
the battle that Richard Harding Davis,
fully provisoned and highly pajamaed,
was bearing down on the enemy on the
who were armed with the Remington
strip.
At this iuncture of the struggle the
Turks began to feel like 30 cents and
other small change.
The stragetic triangle was playing to
beat the band, and the Turks were fan
ming the atmosphere IN great shape, go
ing out in one-two-three order.
Up to this time it was what Hazel kirke
would call pretty work.
Then came the crisis.
1t was none of your off-hand. special
| sale-day crisis. Nor did 1t partake of the
stereotyped the Villain-approaches stage
effect. 1t was one of those deliberate,
well-written, and carefully revised affairs,
and il marked the turn in the battle with
a CHASTITY, blue-pencil appearance.
When victory had executed little air
ship exhibition and was about to utilize
the Grecian banners for perching purposes
the startling announcement was made
that, owing to the breaking down of the
| press, Sylvester Scovel would be unable
to make the expected attack on the Turk
! ish left flank.
1t was a crisis that tried the space-worl1
souls of the entire command.
Retreat without an effort meant dishon-
er, while an advance under the crcum-
stance might mean annihilation. After
a short conference It was decided there
would be no back pedaling, and the order
to advance was telephoned up and down
| the line.
Butcher Scovel could have saved the day,
| but his messenger boyishness prevented.
With a mighty roar the contending forces
cashed and the sight that followed would
have caused circulation war 10 so off in
! some quiet nook and weep highly sailed
tears over its own insignihcance.
Above the terrible din of battle could
be heard the inspiring black-faee, double
| plea shrieks of these valorous leaders as
| they urged their men TO fight. TO de-
/ scribe this scene properly would be a
| gross plagiarism on John l.. Suliyans
| story Of Mrs. F'itzsimmons' heroic work at
| Carson city,
The roar of the Mergenthalers was ter
rbe as they poured the hot lead into the
matrices and made history at the usual
| space rates. There was an occasional
pause when the sharp clicking of the type
| writer's showed they were getting In their
work on the Turks in much the same man
ner they did up that Chicago banker.
| In the last half of the ninth inning, with
! two men out, two strikes on Edhem Pasha
not Turk on the bases, and the crowd
| leaving the grand stand, came the blow
| that killed father. Edhem was desperate,
| and, making a vicious swipe at a para
graphic inshoot, he caught it for three
| bases.
sicllly yellow kiddish expression took
possession OF the race OF the dftek pilcn-
er. 1t was plain to be seen that he had
| contracted complication of the glass
arm, charleyhorse and punctured nerve.
A passed ball, base on balls, another
| hit, wide throw by the short stop, and
the Greek Generalization was complete.
| The Turks trotted around the bases like
| intoxicated sailors on merry-go-round.
The score and the plot thickened like
newspaper office paste In warm weather.
| The groans of the dead and wounded were
| remarkable, particularly those of the dead.
| arrangements are in progress to have
these new things in groans produced on
| the photography
But why prolong the awful recital There
was nothing for the Greeks to do but fail
| back to Aria. Thus was the horrible re-
| treat inaugurated
The quarters Of these gallant command
ers looked like they had been visited by
enc OF those individuals who occasionally
drop IN to whip the editor. All was con-
fusion and next morningish.
AS the demoralized column approached
the suburbs of Arta and managed to
fight through the lines Of the fakirs en-
gagged in selling war relics there burst
upon them a specter Of the Illuminated
supplement variety. For few moments
they were dazed.
As It approached It grew nearer, ana
suddenly they recognized Gen. Miles He
was accompanied by his fun uniform and
stan Of stenographers, topograghers. and
photographers.
Reluctantly they told Gen. Miles Of
their defeat lie wanted them to turn
and make a final rally against the Turks,
but they respectfully and firmly declined
to respond to the encore.
This Is the true story Of the rout at
Epirus. Historians and Gen. Miles on
cial report may be able TO make a bet
ter showing for the Greeks, and some
people who are continually polxing about
In war records may try TO square Syl-
vestor Butcher Scovel, but these are the
stubborn and tantallzlng facts.
The next day the Grecian sugar market
slumped 8 eight points, and there were
heavy declines all along the line.
sCREVEN COUNTY COURT.