The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1914-10-12

French nahhed him: by gravy. This
war is my Waterloo; I'm going
home.-
I understand he is leaving TO-DAY
his eight day parole being up, his
time served and fine paid.
There we're three of us and q
chauffeur In our party. We had by
rare good luck witnessed an action
around the French left wing and were
bound towards the center at Rheims
when it happened. It was . merry
captain who pinched us.
Here" he called out. gaily. Where
are you folks goin'?'
ITO Rheims we chorused. How
far is it?''
Let's 90 ASH the general" he said,
and laughed like sphynx. mysterious
like, but with Joke. Shortly we
were oozed into what the joke was.
II was on US. The general said
Rheims was seven miles away and
quite too far to walk.
"Oh we have a car" we chirrured.
uncomprehending the generals 5rim
humor.
.Oh rye requestioned that" he said.
Captain win you escort the gentle
men out!" The captain could and did
escort us out.
Imagine q country village where
there isn't even railway depots
where a pcstonlce. government tahac.
three farm houses and several COW
lots are punched together and you
win have the scene Of our arrest.
Imagine again . stone farm house.
built In o formation, with stone
fence across the top Of the o and the
ground plan Of our prison VIII be
clear. II you add to the center OF the
cow lot q tableland OF hay and other
stable rakings. the whole thing wet
and very smelly under the cold driz-
zle. the picture will be fairly complete
Through a gate in the stone wall
we were conducted by our smiling
captain. On the right was door
leading into the colonel's quarters
the rooms Of the farm house. At the
back. across the fertilizer plateau,
were two more doors through one OF
which spied two Of the biggest cows
/ ever. saw. one lying down chewing
her cud and the other standing in that
bent double position assumed by kline
when making their toilet. She ceased
licking her flank to eye US newcom-
ers. The second door was also open
and was labeled tn chalk prison
We were ushered into this. The
room was Identical with the cows
bedchanber. German prisoners.
French deserters. spies, suspects and
pillagers stood or lay about on the
hay which covered the floor. We were
put on parole not to try to get away.
They took our word for 1t that We
would not run, but to make sure,
they kept . sentry ut the gate with
instructions to shoot II we showed any
inclination to set absent minded.
They were very. very nice about 1t,
insisting all the time that We were
positively not considered prisoners
as prisoners were entitled to soldiers
rations and we were not. A kick
about our quarters among the prison
ers-since we were not prisoners and
would be shot only II we ran-got for
us an empty hay loft and the proper
use of money got US hay to sleep on.
The snoring was fine.
On the morning Of the second day
we were given our car back and TAX
en- TO Paris, an armed gendarme along
with us. Arriving late in the evening
we had dinner in the corridor of the
Cherche- Midee military prison. AL
most we had the experience Of sleep
ing there. where Captain Alfred Drey-
fus was shut up, but mysterious forces
suddenly shifted us between mid
night and / a. m. to the Invaiides,
where in the shadow of Napoleon's
tomb we slept in officers beds, then
we were let go.
Yes, the correspondents game is
gone-that is the game as 1t used to
be. No more will the correspondent
tell generals how 10 fight their battles
and also perhaps no more will the
-Anarals have dne battle cries put