Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-09-13
!GAYEN OF PARIS
SUDDENLY HUSTLED
Cafes Close Early and People
Flock to Streets to
Talk War.
CATTLE ARE GRAZING
IN BEAUTIFUL PARKS
Montmartre, Home of the Artist, Il
Dead and Sober Thoughts
Pervade Everything.
rore,en oorrespoodepce Of me star.

Foreign Oorreslondence of The star.
PARIS. September 4-How war stripe
life of all but it's essential and how
1t brings home the relative value of
things is being demonstrated in Paris
today, while the Germans are hammer
ing at our very gates. Take one small
instance, the kiosks. which are the
newstands Of Paris. They are open. of
course. for news is as necessary to
the people as their daily bread. Like
food. the news Is being served out In
it's simplest and least fantastic form.
Small sheets convey the meager news
of the war that the war Office allows
to be disseminated. For the most part
all other publications are gone. The
weeklies have entirely disappeared. Tho
comic weeklies died out like December
flies from the first day of mobiliz ttion.
1t was not only that there was no de-
mand for them, though that was truo,
but they died mainly because their
stats were composed mainly of young
men who were called to the front 4
few of the serious illustrated weeklies
survive and they are in great demand.
For some deep reason of high policy,
no doubt, the English papers have been
cut of from Paris That is not strange
within the last few days. since the Ger
mans have been SO close. but il was
noticeable in the early days of the war
while still there was traffic between
Paris and London. In revenge one sees
everywhere hieroglyphics strange to
the eve of western Europe-Tu-kish
and Russian lettering. Rouma-ian
papers. too are now sold in the st eets
of Paris.
Cafes Close Early.
The cafes close at o'clock Their
place had to be taken by something,
for it was unthinkable that Parish ms.
with all the excitement of war. the
prospect of siege and bombardment.
could go to bed with the GU few. So
the Champs Elysees have come into
their own and from 10 to midnight
from Rond Point to the Place de la Con-
corde they are one vast salon. where
the people of Paris gather to gossip
and discuss the war. There is little
laughter and the voices seldom rise
above murmur. Soft drinks are sold
from push-carts. which have their sta
tions along the curb.
The Luxembourg Gardens remain an
always. the playground of the children
But in the five weeks since mobilization
they have gone to rack and ruin. Tho
falling leaves cover the paths there
being no gardener because all the men
have gone to war. Everywhere is dust
and desclaticn.
A strange sight, typical OF the tines,
are the herds of sheep and cattle PAS
tured in the Bots de Boulogne which
mas returned to the pastoral age. Hun.
dreds Of animals are quarterea there
and on the racecourse al LoaechaLl7s.
The grass plots have been fenced OF to
afford grazing places for the cattle
which have been driven into the city
from the surrounding country TO BIO
slaughtered for food if the siege really
comes.
Montmartre Is Dead.
The Montmartre of the artists and the
tourists is dead or ar least in q state
of suspended animation. Il never was
; very integral or vital part of Paris. and
it was the first to 60 The clearing house
of COSMOPOLITAN pleasure has closed its
, doors and quenched it's lights. There 10
sterner business on hand
A little deserter from the front was
found by a policeman. wander ng dis
heveled and enfeebled in one of the
boulevards. 1t was a long-haired spaniel
with the name of its regiment. THE
goth Cyclist Chasseurs". on its 20 la.
The deserter was taken to the police
station and pending n--s stir W -
washed and fed. 1t developed that the
regiment to which belonged was
usually stationed at Vincennes but had
heen one of the first sent to The front.
The opinion was that the deserter. at
the first sound of firing, had turned and
fled.