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the top of the surrounding land. The
wall seemed to have been broken down
nearly to the floor of the ravine, No
body was around who could tell the
story of that relic, though its water is
drunk by several families living near
by on a quiet road which leads to a
pottery. And that pottery is a curl
Gus place to come across in the course
of a woodland walk. There are made
many. if not most, of the familiar
brick-red fiowerpots which one sees
in the gardens. the flower market and
the flower shops of the city. Jugs are
made there also. but the Rambler was
told that the jug trade was declining
x
From the pattery the Rambler
followed a trail through the woods
to the dogs cemetery. a fenced
in plot where many tombstones
stand among the pine trees. There
you may read the epitaphs of Laddie. a
Scotch collie; Trip. an English pug;
Foxy, Buster Brown. a collie: Dolly
Gray, Wait. Bishop, Bootsie, Ted, TODD
les. Rouser. Dick. Bob. Topsy. Major.
Dainty. Billy. fox terrier; Daisy. Trix.
a Scotch collie; Trfxie, Tom Turley.
Beauty, a white collie; Jean. Jack. a
fox terrier, and Taps. Many of the
graves are mounded up. rallied In and
planted or decked with chrysanthe-
NUNS. holly berries and the like. AL
though it is a dogs cemetery. yet there
is this that is familiar about 1.-THE
new graves have flowers. the OLD
graves, in spite of affectionate words
cut in marble above them. have no
flowers. One may wonder as he stands
here whether cats are buried In this
little cemetery 1t would seem that
this might be SO. for Tatters and
Tabby, Foxy and Puss. Towser and
Tom, Toodles and Molly ought to bury
their differences at the grave. One
NAV also wonder whether on dark and
misty or moon-bright nights ghost
dogs alright the rabbits in these silent
woods.
Leaving this sad little acre behind.
the Rambler walking north came into
a wide clearing. where many cows
grazed and in which stood an old orleh
house. This was the Tenny property.
Most Washingtonians who used to sit
around the lobby of the National Ho-
tel remember DIR. Tenny, the f1ne
humored patriarchal proprietor who
was a democrat of such determination
conviction and perseverance that ne
went home to New Hampshire every
election to vote the democratic ticker
in the days when democrats were rev
Well, he owned this farm where the
cows are grazing and this old brick
house The property is in possession OF
the Ross heirs-the Rambler under
standing that John Wesley, Ross.
member of the eleventh. twelfth, thlr
tenth. fourteenth, fifteenth, sixteenth
seventeenth. eighteenth and nineteenth
boards of District Commissioners. mar
ried Dr. Tenny's daughter. From the
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whole line broke before the assault and
whirled back. back. back, until all CO.
hesion was lost. Men, brave men.
stampeded by the awful thing which
had come upon US. threw away their
equipment and arms to Tighten their
loads and fed headlong in a terrified
race for safety. l sent an order to the
guns in rear They opened up upon
but the unarmed mass of frenzied men
poured over the guns and silenced
them themselves. Then the army
streamed rearwards until the roads
We're choked.
All this took time. yet it came with
a suddenness that was shocking. From
brilliant day of sunshine, as though
the skies We're weeping for our reverse,
there came great lowering clouds
which emptied out sheets of rain. The
fields We're soggy and the roadways
churned into a slough by the pounding
feet of man and horse and the rutting
of gun wheels and transportation
No progress could be made on the
road. Here and there a slender bat
talon. which had been in support of
the guns. charged into the frenzied
mass in effort to straiGhten it out. Of
ficers rode among the men, beating
with their sabers. But they were
pulled from their horses. trampled I'M
der foot and each horse fought for by
a score of men.
The unbroken battalions pressed for
ward from the guns in the effort to
check the advance of the enemy The
guns themselves pushed forward and
never ceased their fire until the gun
ners were cut down. The cavalry form
ed in rear and rode over fleeing friend
to reach pursuing foe. only to shatter
itself far within the lines where 1t
penetrated before being battered to
pieces by the sheaf of fire.
But it all gained us little time. The
guns were sacrificed, the cavalry, too,
and the gallant battalions which inter-
posed themselves dribbled away to
nothing. Yet the enemy was so broken
by the movement. by the very sweep
to victory itself, that cohesion was
lost, and they halted to reform.
One hour, two hours, three hours,
were gained, and in that time the Of
ficers did wonders to bring any kind
of order out of the retreat. Provisional
organizations were hurriedly formed
of men of all regiments as they could
be picked up from the fleeing mass,
and rear guard of sorts was formed.
The frenzy had disappeared and in
its place had come a sullen quiet. Dis
cipline assert itself. even though the
officers shot down scores who would
not heed the call to rally. and some
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QERAlS CONFEsSDOQ--AN INCIDENT OF MODERN WARFARE

that my stan placed me in an automo-
bile and fought a way through to the
lines of our permanent fortifications.
That is all. The papers say that [
am a hero, that / made every effort to
stay the defeat and check the rout.
but I know that / am to blame. and
the dead faces mock me.
/ am not mad have my senses
yet cannot endure the ceaseless
haunting, and l shall end 1t all. for
the sooner / answer to my arraignment
the better. l was never one to pro-
crastinate.
There is my story; that is all. Judge
for yourselves.
Copyright, 1914, by the Wheeler Syndicate. Inc.D
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now. When the Rambler passed that
way a gypsy camp was pitched on the
ground that had often been wet with
tears. Tents had been set up on no
particular plan. The sign OF paimlst
was nailed to a graveyard tree. and
the weeks wash, or at least a wash. OF
the gypsies was hanging on lines
stretched in some cases from tent to
tent and in other cases between trees
that had cast their shade over graves.
on the lines of wash the dominating
coIors We're red and yellow The Ram
bier walked along a curvfng lane lined
by rugged poplars, then in yellow leaf,
and fallen foliage Uttered the curving
used to slowly pass.
Walking through this place a man may
entertain rather dismal thoughts not only
on the mutablity of life. but also on
the mutability of graveyards. Out of
the grove of shabby naples, though, of
course the shabbiness is not their fault,
one begins to ascend the bare hill which
time out of mind has been called Cot
winter-blighted grass. and is tufted
all over with whisps of frost-bleached
sedge. 1t waves in the wind which Is
sweeping over the bleak highland and
gives to one the impression of yellow
waves rolling along.
Several paths lead up. and, of course,
down the hill. and these gray and
white tracks are hard-beaten clay and
between an old red brick house and a
cluster of frame dwellings on the crest
and the city that lies below. Looked at
from distance Cottage Hill is land
mark that may be seen from many
points in Washington. 1t appears to be
a rounded and symmetrical hill. but to
climb it is to dispel this illusion. 1t is
a short ridge running east and west
and on the south it rises from the VAL
ley through which H street or the
ancient Bennine road runs and extends
from the Bladensburg road to the
roarshy margin of the Eastern branch
It's top is scanned with little wales and
eullies and marked with humps and
depressions.
The view from this lofty land Is all
encompassing SO far as Washington Is
concerned, and much of the tributary
country of the capital is overlooked.
Standing there, ones elevation appears
to be the same as that of the trans
Anacostia ridge, though that can
scarcely be true. You look on the city
and it seems to be not regular and
beautiful, but tumble of black and
slate-gray roofs with patches of red
brick wall and here and there a
glimpse of white marble. But above
the wilderness of roofs and tumble of
brick wall rise the domes, towers.
steeples and smokestacks of home. Be
low You to the east and south is the
Eastern branch. it's Shiny surface shin
ing OF the yellow autumn sun Beyond
Is the ridge, or successive ridges, so
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was horrible! Even now when
am in the safety of my own home,
when the nurse feeds me, while /
~ am sleeping only to start up in
terror and panicky sweat, when
1 am readins-doing anything-the
sight OF that frenzied man choked road
flashes over me and l. who am account
ed manor was-cower and SILVER
The splintering crash of shrapnel is
forever DINING in my ear as it rang
that awful day. In my minds terror
i stumble over heaps of crumpIed bod
les which seem to clutch at my legs
with s,if, Uncanny fingers, and the
ieerinE OF dead eyes, cleaning cold
from pallid faces splashed with Grim
son, mocks me and calls TO me to come
and answer 10 them.
They say l am mad. There is even
now a man in the corner who is set to
watch me: there is always some one
TO care Tor me, "A nurse. Yet l am not
mad. / dm-that picture Those men
the road. the thunder of the guns. ana
the dead died through me If you think
j am mad. listen while / tell you the
story. the whole story, and you may
Judge for yourself.
We had long expected the war. Not
only had we expected and prepared fo-
II, but | know that many of US lonsed
Tor II. The years. time and thought
which We had put into the rninutest
preparation for the inevitable conflict
were at 4 price. for with the building
Of The great war machine there came
to practically every one the desire to
Try il out, TO start the whole. beauti-
fui, @llttering organization to func-
ton.
When the war broke there was no
confusion. For years the plans had
been made for every eventuality We
who had served on the staff knew them
in ever detail. and il gave US surpa S.
iug pleasure to watch each movement
unfold as II had done SO often on the
war maps. and with as great success.
An order, long expected, came plaC-
ing me in command of an army
knew what TO do. what was expected
in the general plan, and the rest of my
training had been with the object of
acquainting me with every counter
move 10 recognize its development
quickly. and to make adequate dispo-
sitions TO meet it.
The first few brushes which occurred
when our cavalry swept into the enc
my's territory. were nothing but the
feeling of reconnaissance, the tracing
out of the line behind which our roll
sng forces were to unfold in line of ir-
resistible battle The secret service
8oread out like the nerves of the body;
bic cavalry prodded in at every point
The blue until they disappeared, then
returned with the news of where the
enemy's masses were gathering. 1t was
beautiful-it was perfect. and all jus,
as planned.
There was not even a hitch in the
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railway schedules. Each troop train
arrived at its designated siding almost
70 the minute The troops disembark-
ed, the staff officers met them and
marched them to their proper places
me long guns rolled down the ramps,
"hlle the horses even went quietly, as
coss IN the machine should, and with
out hitch the most beautiful army
ever seen took its appointed place as
the plans called for.
men we closed with the enemy. My
divisions went forward in attack with
the perfection of movement in which
.hey had been SO long drilled Under a
canopy or shrapnel from the guns, they
swept away the first lines of the enemy
until he was in full flight. as our plans
contemplated, and we pushed forward
IN pursuit. Day and night. day and
night. relieving columns took up the
pressing forward and gave no rest to
the enemy. They made stand after
stand. but it was brushed aside, and
the columns still pushed ahead.
ms was even better than the plans
mad hoped for We made more prog
reSs than We had ever Anticipated
Worlds records were shattered by the
marches made by our troops under fire
and in pursuit, and though sometime
there occurred little hitch in the
transportation Of supplies and ammuni-
tlon, the enemy was SO plainly routed
that we could afford to put up with
some slight discomforts. some lessenin,
OF Tations. to seize the advantage which
we had gained by our bayonets.
A hundred miles had been covered,
forty miles more than the plans had
ever anticipated for the time The cap
1tai OF the enemy seemed to be at hand,
the campaign was almost in our grasp
and we were even preparing to annex
the territory to add it to our own. when
something seemed to go wrong.
AT first, II appeared as though the
enemy had made but another futile
stand. We had lost men in our as
saults, but our masses had brushed on
position aside like fallen leaves before
an autumn breeze. and the morale Of
the entire army was such, fired by our
unbroken success. that the columns
would have assaulted the very legions
of he'll with a cheer and a run.
But for some reason the enemy
chung fast in his trenches The first
lines of my army. which had carried
each day previously, seemed to be fall
ing to pieces under the sheet of bullets
and shrapnel from rifles and guns. The
officers herded the ranks. coaxed, or
dered and beat the men forward, but
the result seemed the same, for they
were moved down like grain in a
81 standing field.
Annoyed by the delay. 1 sent in the
second line. 1t charged across, line
after line. swept up the remnants of
to the very crests of the enemy's
trenches. only to fall in turn. windrows
of dead, under the blast which came
from the trenches at every angle, and
the masses of artillery in rear.
was more than annoyed Feeling
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Where the enemy broke through my
a flank and swept away in enfllade
along the sections of my lines still in
position. All this sounds quiet, yet the
roar of battle was such. the beating of
great, that men were deafened, and
could not hear what was shouted int
my ears.
There could be but one result. My
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my superiority of numbers and morale,
] threw in the third line and followed
1t forward myself to direct the pursuit
Immediately when the trenches were
taken by the very flower of my forces.
for the aeros and cavalry had reported
to me that there were no great reserves
of the enemy anywhere near, and I
knew the lines must give way before
the overpowering pressure. Those
beautiful ranks, those magnificent SOL
diers, With the most marvellous cour-
age. singing as they pressed onward.
in the face of the fire which nothing
seemed to check. they surged to the
attack-when something seemed to
break.
To the rear of the enemy's position
stretched the great forest of Savrie.
the vicinity empty of reinforcing
troops, and I felt that as soon my
lines pushed beyond the trenches to
the woodland the enemy would be
broken forever, and the campaign won
by my own army.
AS my lines neared the trenches the
fire directed against them doubled and
redoubled. More guns than l even sup
posed the enemy possessed roared out
from the edge of the forest, and under
their cover there came line after line,
unending, of the enemy's infantry, de-
bouching from the woods, and their
name was legion. 1t startled me to
see them. for the scouts, the secret
service, the cavalry and the aeroplanes
had reported few forces available to
stand against US. and it daWned upon
me that an army corps had hidden in
the forest. where the air craft could
not see them. and that l and my 70 ces
had been pulled along. overconfident
after our sweep to victory.
1 recalled my lines at once. and from
in rear, in answer to my call by radio.
every other remaining battery came
up on run to stem the tide. while the
others prepared a position for US to
fall back upon. The enemy's trenches
boiled over with the men who had held
them. and close in rear came the sue
cessive lines. whose bayonets. flashed
cold in the sunlight.
Their first lines melted away under
our fire, but there was no time even to
see the gaps cleared by our fire. for
they were filled at once and the lines
still swept from the woods. Disdain-
ing further concealment. scores of
their batteries trotted out into the
open and commenced to blast our line
where 1t lay untrenched. until sections
of 1t became silent.
Then they closed in. Nothing could
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rails. and in these clearings are rude
little homes. such as one might expect
to come upon in the depths of the
country. but they are here within
sound of the bells and whistles of
Washington.
In a ravine in the woods the Rambler
came upon well-like spring. 1t was
against the steep bank Of the ravine
and it may once have been a well. the
top of whose walling was flush with
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stop them and as the mass whirled in
less roar of rifle and gun. and whi,.l-
ing of gun butts. my line broke and
streamed backward upon the guns. in
position for rallying point
I think something died within me at
that moment. when 1 realized that I
was broken. defeated; that my WONDER
fu! army was useless, shattered
thing.
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disturbed by the slaughter house asso-
Citations of the place.
The Rambler c. ossed this hill in a
northeasterly direction and descended
into the valley between it and Mount
Hamilton-in heavily wooded territory
full of ravines and lonely and lovely
rambles. Southerly from these deep
woods and on the riverside slope of
the ridge of which Cottage Hill is a
part, are some little farms, fenced with
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In a vale or depression on the top of
Cottage Hill is an old brick house and
considerably in the rear of it. though
a part of the same property, is a group
of brick buildings used as stables and
barns. Years ago a man-John Rup-
pert-lived on this hill and conducted
a slaughter house. The man living
there now runs dairy, and has cows
and pigs. The cows appeared happy
and contented and seemed not a bit
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blurred by mist that field and wood
land are blended and villages and sin
gle homes can be made out dimly.
North is the rounded hilltop visible
from all over the city, and which is
called Mount Hamilton, after one of
the early owners of the property. To
the left of Mount Hamilton is Mount
Olive cemetery. and a thousand white
tombs stand pallid among the black
trunks Of the leafless oaks.
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The SpGnteng Crash Shapnen
Enemy ComyWok Of the Troop
The
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1HE Rambler stood at the juno
ton of Maryland avenue.
Florida avenue. H street and
the Bladensburg road and
thnrnht Of the CHI nReS that
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In the northeast angle of II street
and the Bladensburg road was Grace
land cemetery 1t is not a cemetery
The chronicle=news., 1914-08-07
THE MANTLE OF CHARITY

Thus branded let them 60 their way
lurk hereafter in the shadows lest the mark
they betray them to their fellows For it drop
mantle charity about them They who resort to falsehood to
another sehood needs be covered with
something, if not charity-what then?
The vindcated The
promised published has been
made It is a closed incident.
The fake adav appearing the Free Press last night held
the intimidation and threatened
bng merchants the employment of undehand methods
charged against representative Of the Chronicle News The nd
mentioned having made statements that the CN
had sought influence the suppression Of has
furnished aavts denying that such statements made
by than involve him and others further public
the Those affdavts will be kept
file for the inspection of any interested person.
editor when he published those afidavts
evening that denial forthcoming 1t his only
He had been med by understudy to meet
challenge extended much capital possible out of what
had established nothing the afdavits drawn
entirely hearsay which proof would be accepted
in any court Of Law.
Not syllable reference made establish the serious
charge attempted boycott which the editorial August clearly
The last night inmaion that there
citizens who had been thus approached but
given ~. ....
1t be hopedhat those employed to out the policy
the miners family journal will adopt hereafter eg
conduct 1t be hoped that they will
The chronicle=news., 1914-08-07
TWO UNleN AckE1s
ARE BOUND OVER

James Kelley and Joe Zanitell,
two strikers of the Forbes tent col
ony yho were arrested at Forbes a
few days ago on charge of picket
ing, were given a hearing before JUS
tice Bowers this afternoon and bound
over to the district court, each un-
dera a $3.50 bond.
The arrest of the two notorious
union intimidators was made By Cap
tain Mcclure of the federal troops.
who swore to the complaint. Boil,
men. 1t is stated, have been arrested
before on charges growing out of the
coal strike. Attorney F. w. Clark
appeared for the defendants. Depu-
ty District Attorney D. NJ. Ralston
appeared. also ]. j. Boyle as special
prosecutor.
The chronicle=news., 1914-08-07
Carranza Men Moue =
to Take Mexico

Washington. Aug. 7.-Gen. Car
rama and Provisional President Car
bajal have failed to agree on trans
ferring power in Mexico and trouble
is expected in Mexico City. ls
The population is reported to be
panic stricken. The Constitutional
let forces are marching on the cari-
tai. This was the official announce
mcnt of conditions in Mexico. The
United States government sent
strong protest to General Carranza
urging that he give the Carba1al
delegates an opportunity to be heard
The envoys already had left saltillo
and are now on their way to Vera
Cruz. Official reports to the state
department say General Carranza
did not accord the Carbajal delegates
even 'scant courtesy. When the en-
vcys stated what they termed sin
suggestions the Carranza reprcsen-
ta.ivcs flatly rejected them and
brought the conference to an end
Chagrin of American officials was
evident. Carranza was notified that
the United States would keep hei
soldiers at Vera Cruz indefinitel,
and would refuse hiE her moral 81 :;
port even when he did reach Mexico
iCity.
The chronicle=news., 1914-08-07
NATIONAL 0tO e .
TRAILS PICTURES
TO Be TAKEN HERE

Word was received this morning
from Frank A. Davis, secretary Of
the National Old Trails Association.
who will arrive here tomorrow morn
ling from Colorado Springs.
Tomorrow afternoon Mr.. Davis
and his party will take motion pict-
ures of Trinidad and vicinity. The
hour set for the taking of the pict-
ures is 4:30.
Mr.. Davis party is en- its way to
Los Angeles. From there a return
trip will be made to the Atlantic
coast The pictures being taken are
for the benefit of the National Old
Trails Association. In the most
prominent cities in the United States
pictures will be taken. In each city
pictures Will be thrown on the
screen.
The proceeds from the pictures
shown in different cities and towns
will go to the National Old Trails
fund. In 1915 the pictures taken
now will positively be shown In San
Francisco at the PanamaPacific ex-
position. as !. s.-ai slss= isst5as
In Trinidad as elsewhere the city S
The chronicle=news., 1914-08-07
Three Million in
Gold Passed Thru
Trinidad Today

Three million dollars OF United
States gold passed through Trinidad
today on a Santa Fe train en- route
to San Francisco.
Six men employed by the Unite:
States treasury department guarded
the three million OF united State.
gold. .-l-t5 -.
The three m;llion ls,iNs CT 'oer.
fectly so,l ecin Of the realm was
appropriated to relieve the shortage
Of money OF the Pacific coast. The
result Il! the European crisis. D
It was the largest shipment q
money :hat has ever passej through
trinidad q. ever the Santa Ee rails
Three million dollars in geld
Hully ie. .2y