Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1914-10-21

BY WILLIAM G.. SHEPHERD.
Omitted Press Stan Co. respondenU.
ON THE BATTLEFIELD OF sOIs-
SONS, Oct. 1.--(By Mail TO New
York; Having accidentally STUN
bled onto the front. end being held
here, It would be possible for me to
write reams about shooting and kill
ing If the officers would let me. ]
am not permitted to leave the town,
or even to mention its name in any
thing ! write, because / cannot prove
that what information have will not
get TO the Germans.
But / can write about Jules cook
ing 1t would do the Germans good
to know about it, and besides. any
man who says that cooking and eat
ing are not as important in warfare
as shooting and killing doesn't know
what warfare is.
You step from country road
through a wicket gate, which opens
on pear orchard, and you're in
Jules kitchen. The kitchen he pre-
sides over in Paris Is sacred ground
and you could not enter 1t for love.
nor even for lot of norey, for Jules
Is chef OF one Of the greatest and
finest restaurants in the world. The
/ mobilization call In France pulled
him down from his high pedestal and
| brought him to this pear orchard to
cook for 40 officers.
Jules wears his Uniform, a blue
coat and red trousers. but he doesn't
wear the soldiers cap. Who ever
heard of a man cooking in anything
hut chefs hat? don. believe the
entire French war department could
get Jules to try such an unheard of
thing
The pear trees about his fireplace
are very old and very small and they
have been trained by generations OF
! nurserymen to grow IN grotesqug
patterns, like vines on quoerly shap-
I ed frames. Each pear Is covered
I with a paper bag which was tied
over the bud by the old gardner, In
the French fashion.
"Ah, for such fruit as that in
Paris" said Jules, as I stood by his
big copper kettles one afternoon
Not a bit of dust. moi even a rain.
drop has ever touched the skins Of
those pears. Only the sunshine has
penetrated the white little paper
home"
He shrugged his shoulders witt
= pleasure at the thought. The orchard
! looks queer enough with the twisted
, trees growing paper sacks OF fruit
. The Germans lived in this orchar,
2 for eleven days They may havl
b sacked Louvain but the splendor o
this orchard seems 10 have over
whelmed them Now Jules and hi
French soldier-friends ere showin
how well they can let dollar-a-piec
pears alone Maybe the fruit vii
find its way. after all, to the swel
restaurants Of Paris, London an
Berlin.
Jules pets are under grape OF
chard. Huge clusters of malaga
hang down over him as he works an
the steam from his morning coffe
settles on them in thick moisture
which. for some odd seasOns, seem
10 make the coffee ail-ihc more won
derful. James II. Hare. the vetera
war PHOTOGRAPHER. who stumble
onto the front with me, end bad hi
camera and films taken from hin
was discovered the other day stand
ing az the wicker gate almost sol
bing because he could not get
photograph If Jules IN his graDe-al
bor- pear-orchard kitchen. Jules XII
chen Is anod 10 see hut Il Is bette
TO smell. Today he and th~ee soldier
snont tho forenoon in working ava
S With knives az a hushel Of uglv. dirt
little potatoes which had been du
from a garden nearby. About fl,
this morning I Wal1ra1 orot. "a srhoi
jules was toilins with a ladle at "
hueo copper POTS. In one not was
quantity OF sizzling hot lard; fios