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elan. the fervor tFhica marks the
morale Of mighty charge. the ad-
vancing bayonets swept all before
them until the opposing forces were
the four winds. Then the way into
the city lay open.
| AS speedily as the reserves could
come up. the pursuit was organized.
Fresh divisions. unscathed by the de
xastation Of the combat. hurried
| artillery dashed through the lines of
broken infantry recovering from the
decentralization and breaking up OF the
attaci. and plunged forward. the guns
to Unlimber and throw their shrapnel
along the lanes leading to the city
and the cavalry 70 sweep around in an
effort to cut or the broken forces be-
fore sanctuary could 30 reached.
Blu: the defense had its plans well.
Recognizing full we'll when there was
site gates of the city were even then.
as the stormers entered the gap. pour
ing out in compact line of battle,
cutting way through the thin lines
of investment. The defense of the
city, purely perfunctory after the or
to few troops who were instructed.
after certain time. to make their own
way out as best they might.
Already the great soldier. to the
south of them. had extended his line to
join hands with the abandoning forces
and in the thunder OF guns n the dis
lance. his voice spoke to them AID
bade them be of good cheer, Tor though
forced to fee before overwhelming
numbers. the time gained was invalu-
able, for already ships were docking
and down their GangplankS the ex-
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been fired, and though efforts are made
sometimes to save these cases, that
they may be cleaned and reloaded.
there is a mighty wastage of them.
When there is leisure, no doubt these
things are gathered up from the battle
grounds for recharging or remeltlng.
But there must always be a great loss
of copper.
IN the steel shell or shrapnel case
there is a copper rotating band forced
into an bunular groove near the base.
This copper band. when the projectile
is blown forward in the gun. is driven
into the grooves of the bore, giving
the projectile its rotary motion, which
stabilizes it's progress, and prevents
escape OF powder gases from behind
the projectile during its interior flight.
Copper also enters into the time. per-
cussion or combination fuze in the head
OF common shrapnel or high explosive
shrapnel or shell. The parts OF the
American fuze which are Of brass or
copper are the plunger sleeve. the con-
cussion plunger holder. the conclusion
plunger, the closing screw. safety wire,
filling plug. the percussion plunger. its
cap and its closing screw, the detonator
cup. the capsule. the fame channel
shoulder bushing, the upper and lower
channel bushing and the bottom clos
ing screw flame channel bushing.
The telephone wires are copper, and
this necessary war metal enters into
much other military materiel.
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of millions-of these nave been fred
and are to be fred. Although efforts
are made to recover these empty Shells
that they may be returned to the ar
senals for RESTING where they have be-
come deformed and for reloading and
repriming. millions are lost. There Is
always a heavy loss of these shells.
The magazine rife elects the shell
and it falls to the ground. In advan
cling or retiring men do not pick up
these cartridge cases. After firing from
trenches for a goodly period of time
it is probable that only a small per-
centage of these cases are salved. The
jacket of the bullet, the relatively
thick cover inclosing the lead core. is
usually of cupro-nickel steel--that is.
combination of copper. nickel and
steel. which makes the bullet plia BILE
enough to take" the rifing In bore Of
the gun. The clip" or grooved spring
holder which binds the cartridges to-
gether in packages of fives is also
brass.
In the fixed, or made-up ammunition
of quick firing cannon, the cartridge
case is of brass. In the American
three-inch field piece, which is repre-
sentative of the auick-firing field pieces
in all other armies. the cartridge case
is of solid drawn brass. 1913 inches
long, with a capacity of 66.5 cubic
inches, and with its primer, the case
of which is copper. weighs two and
quarter pounds. Millions Of these have
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I war copper ranks with gold. One
of the great virtues of gold in the

N war copper ranks with gold. One
of the great virtues of gold in the
appraisement of Mars is that it may
be exchanged for copper. In peace.
men have dreamed, and perhaps still
dream. Of transmitting copper into gold j;
but in war. a nation with a golden
horde and a shortage of copper would
dream Of and scheme for the transmu
tation of the finer into the baser metal
One Of the dangers of Germany is i
lack of copper German economies in
copper have already been told of in
dispatches from countries outside of
Germany. and while this information
Is not to be accepted as authentic. there
Is a plausability in 1t, since the war
promises to lengthen beyond the period
which Germany had hoped, if. indeed.
the war has not already lasted longer
than German plans contemplated.
bit Of matter which was sent as
news from Amsterdam said that Evil
dences point to the conclusion that
Germany is hard pressed for copper.
Efforts are being made to obtain cop
per and other materials necessary for
renewing their military armament and
equipment"
The Importance OF and the vital need
for copper was recognized by the allies
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INaDIA'S PLACE in WORLD WAR

third on the list. with a population OF
100000 and revenue OF 1.oo0,o0O
pounds
In addition to the states roughly
power and Importance. and OF such a
degree Of independence that one
counts them nearly as distinct ma
tic.9il governments. They are the
Nepal. which lies between Tibet and
India. on the southern slopes OF the
Himalayas. has an area of $1,000
square miles and population OF
100000
The Gurkhas. equal to any troops in
Europe. come from Nepal. Nepal has
an army of 5000 men that could be
added to the ten regiments of Gurkha
rifles now in The British service.
Each OF the Indian states has its
own army. separate from the quota of
troops it provides for the imperial
service corps or regular Angio-Indian
army. These forces are consids~sd
eihcient, having been long drilled sHd
instructed by British officers and
native officers of British training. and
their equipment has been maintained
on parity with European equipment.
To further promote the efficiency of
these separate forces OF troops Lord
CurZon lnauE urated several years ago
an Imperial Cadet Corps. composed OF
the sons OF Indian rulers. Outside OF
the spirit of loyalty to the British em-
pire manifested throughout India,
many OF TIE states are obliged, ac-
cordins to treaty. to provide troops
upon requisition by the British gov
eminent.
Without much difficulty India could
provide and maintain an army Of a
million men ready for Great Britain's
spring nna,aign. a reading OF Ger
man military literature, published be-
fore the war, would indicate that Ger
many in a conflict with England
counted on the disloyalty of India as
well as Ireland and South Africa. II
was indicated that the Anglo Indian
army would be required to hold yns..A
and that the independent troops Of the
native states could not be de-
pended CT.
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Blind and Helpless.

~THE third line troors that Germany
has OF late put into the field are
men no longer in tha flush of youth.
First line troops are like our college
foot ball teams-about twenty-five
years old and full of power. speed and
fire. Second line troops are thirty
five or so-staid. solid. slow. And when
you get to the third liners. then. alas.
you get to bald heads. pessimism and
SO FORTH
The speaker was Philadelphia
novelist. He continued:
"A regiment of third line troops had
bad repuise at DiXmude last month.
But 1t was not any lack of courage
that drove the good old third liners
back. No. 1T seems that group Of
Belgian spies stole their spectacles. and
they couldn't shoot"
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real walters, that is-have a way of
posturing indignation which is their
own. They fold their arms. plant their
feet wide apart. and throw back their
heads. and the result is a cross be-
tween an Irish cook, just before she
heaves fiatiron. and dignif1ed hen
that has been slapped in the face.
"Of all" momentarily the walters
feelings overcome him. He choked and
began again: "Of all the outrageous,
rampagious conduct ] ever seen in my
life-why. sir, I have recommended
dishes to the best families in WASH
ington. I always says that you can
tell a gentleman. sir, by the way he
orders his dinner. and l never saw a
case where the rule failed"
Then you maintain that patron of
this particular restaurant ought to
take your suggestions instead of try
ing to exercise his own ingenuity"
II didn't say that" said the waiter.
coldly. what said. sir. is that I feel
1t my duty to assist. That is what my
father taught me. and he was one of
the best walters in Europe. His
carving
Twenty minutes were devoted to an
appreciation of fathers carving. Then
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He departed toward the dumb waiter
i and in a little while could be heard
| yowling in many keys at the cook.
When Lin delivers an order of any pre-
tensions it sounds as though some one
! had stepped upon the family cats tail.
| Next came the odor OF frying things.
Scents strange and barbaric were
| waited into the little dining room.
! couth man leaned we'll back in his
chair and smiled an anticipatory sm..S.
| So Lucullus might have smiled when
the head chef reported the discovery
| of a new animal.
Quite a space of time elapsed before
Lin reappeared bearing a tray.
Cost you a dolluh," explained Lin.
The uncouth man opened his eyes.
Then he sprang from his chair and let
out a warwhoop.
"Limping Lucifer:" he beloved.
| 'Whaddya call that"
"Sumpin' new" stated Lin proudly.
J 81 know" said the astonished diner.
but what is it,
| lively.
II gotta know what you got in that
there mess before I tackle II" decided
| the uncouth man in positive tones
can count sixteen different colored
things in there now and Confucius
only knows how many more I'll strike
| before I reach bottom.
Lin Immediately became confidential.
81 tell you," he explained. You say
you want sumpin' new. I fix UNI.
put a little of everything in UNI and
fry um.
; The uncouth man tackled his dish.
| but his heart was not in his work. You
could see that. He would eat mouth
full in slow. suspicious bites. Then he
would tilt his head back 80 that els
larynx might give it the pure e1$d
test. Then he would slowly swallus.' =
it was the painful swallow of a n2sn
! who had paid a dollar for something
he does not want.
After half a dozen mouthfuls the I'M
couth man arose. Upon his face was a
meditative look-it was the look that
comes over the face of the landsmar
when the seagoing boat in which he is
| travelling begins to pitch. He left the
restaurant with dignity, and yet there
was bit more haste in his departure
/ than the occasion seemed to require.
( Lin approached the Observer.
You want sumpin'?" he asked. bow
ing and grinning like a combination Of
Chesterfield and a Cheshire cat.
Not on your life" responded the OBJ
at your last customer. He seemed daa-
satisfied.
For the first time since the Obser,t;l
has known him Lin became demonstre.
tive. He called upon the bones of hi:
ancestors to witness this injustice
Here was man who had asked fol
something new. He had received some
thing new. Then he had gone away
with bitterness in his heart because il
did not taste to him like the more con-
ventional dishes. Lin swore eloquent,
in Chinese, a language particularly val
liable in this respect. because YOU not
only recite your profanity. but sing il
as well.
When the Observer left Lin was call.
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lances with an Infatuated filet mignon
and using forks for weapons.
With the calm contented stride of
those who have dined well. the Observ
er made his way to Lin's place. Lin
is a Chinese individual who generally
resembles the popular portraits of
Rameses III and who runs a restaurant
in which, it is reported. one may pur-
purchase the best Chinese dishes in
Washington. No small part of Inns
popularity is due to the fact that he
is astonishingly polite. No converse
ton is ever too long to weary Lin.
When the Observer entered the dim
lit place he found Lin in conversation
with a rather uncouth man whose
chief characteristic was a pumpkinlike
pauuch and a moonlike face which told
of cosmopolitan eating and drinking.
The uncouth man was complaining.
Il want sumpin' new" he kept say
ing.
wat you lke?" asked Lin. bowling
gracefully.
How do ! know what I'll like before
get it?'' inquired the uncouth man.
II m asking you what you think I'd
like
"sumpin' fied?" asked Lin
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in to behold the most unappreciative OF
all peoples-the Caucasian race.
Diagonaliy across the street from
room-the quickest lunchroom that
Washington has. 1t il so quick that
unless the customer is dexterous no
will catch his coffee In his lap Many
men have become athletic by eating
regularly in this place.
The Observer walked in unnoticed.
His attention was attracted by a timtd
little man who seemed. in a weak wav.
to be attempting a protest. He WAS ar
guing with a waiter, or rather man
who called himself waiter. His
him to be a prize fighter-probably an
indifferently good one, or he would not
have received the broken nose. His
forehead and hair We're reminiscent OF
an anthropoid ape.
But they amt done. said the timid
little man. in a wailine voice. Il tell
you they Amt done.
The waiter hunched himself we'll over
the table and thrust out hi under Jaw
aggressively.
say kid" he said. famiiiarly. don't
you know good griddle cakes when yer
The timid little man lifted his hands.
peated passionately This was the
walters chance. He doubled ham
like fist and waved it ceremoniously.
Don't you 60 shaking your bands
tryin' to brighten me. that's what you
are. ! know your kind. You come I'm
here and think you can BLUM me just
because I'm a waiter. Well. femme tell
LII m
citizen and I got just as many rights
as you have and"
whats that got to do with my grid
die cakes" asked the timid man. seek
ing to change the subject. The walters
sense of his injuries seemed ultimately
bound to lead him to violence.
Il took 'em back to the chef three
know 1 did. And each time you kicked.
Now you can't get away with that
sorter stuff with me. Not for min
ute.
The little. man subsidized and
menced a feeble attack upon his cakes
The waiter retired. triumphant
With difficulty the Observer re-
strained himself from arising and wav-
| ing an American flag. His heart sang
| n song OF battle.
| Chinese may make good walters.
English. Swiss, French and German
may be minions of dyspeptic individ-
uals and uncouth persons in search o.
new dishes. But the American citizen.
, clnging to his birthright under the
Declaration of Independence. is sub
servient to no conventions. When an
American waiter waits on you. you
take what you get and be thankful
| or, exercising his prerogatives, he may
| take a swipe at your nose.
The Observer went homE singing
The Star Spangled Banner"
BOBBIE HILL.
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gotten all about dinner. continued the
cross-examination with relish;
Are you doctor:" he inquired.
N-no. sir"
condition."
Not exactly. sir
well, then, how do you, an extraor-
dinarily plain, thick headed waiter, who
peddles food, know what Is necessary
for my physical well being? You prob
ably never lifted that fat-tissued mind
of yours above the thoughts of eating
and drinking. and you never will. You
are a FORMULATING appetite"
"Oh. sir" began the waiter. pro-
testingly.
Don't you interrupt me-" Numbered
something else to tell you.
II am man of intelligence. ! might
say superior Intelligence | have
position that pays me we'll because I
can think. Also suffer from stomach
trouble. Now. if you will tell me how
a fattened beef like you can guide my
astronomical path when you never
think except in terms of grease. l will
order the whole blamed menu card.
Temporarily the waiter was hopeless
ly crushed. But he was a waiter. In
herent traits and traditions do not die
easily. Slowly he came out of the
rhetorical whirlpool into which he had
been plunged.
The chicken soup clear" he quav-
cred. That is very good. sir. Will
you have some chicken soup clear?"
black hair in both hands and fair lift
ed himself from his chair. Then he
sighed resignedly. and asked himself
what was the use.
"All right" he added. YEARLY. Bring
me the chicken soup"
Moodily the dyspeptic ate his soup,
paid his check plus the regular 10
per cent tip, which in this case amount
ed to about 3 cents. and stalked out
of the room. gloomily and majestically.
The Observer. having gone bit far
ther than chicken soup. watched the
waiter with interest. He didn't pre-
sumo that the waiter would ever sur
vive the shock of the others philippe.
And his negative presumption was
based on his lack Of appreciation for
the resiliency of the walters tenn
permanent.
Hardly had the dyspeptic disappeared
before the waiter lifted his head and
snifed-a we'll defined, unmistakable
sniff. Then the waiter threw out his
chest. indicating by this action what
diner had he not been a we'll bred
waiter. His change puzzled the OBJ
server, who beckoned to him.
Yes. sir. breathed the waiter. His
old insinuating manner had returned.
Might | suggest little of this let
tuce salad with Roquefort dressing,
sir? 1t is very good. SIR"
Go ahead and order it," said the OBJ
server.
81 will tell your waiter. SIR, said the
waiter, turning away.
No hurry about that" replied the
Observer. First I'd like to find out
from you exactly what you thought
of your last patron. or customer. or
whatever YOU call him..
Instantly the waiter assumed an at
titude of indignation. All waiters-all
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the projectile penetrated to burst with
in the turret. And after that the tur-
ret became silent.
For a night and a day the siege guns
pounded the fort. The Other forts
strove to reach the howitzers. Aeros
scuttled out and located them definite
ly, but the defending guns failed to
make the range and the return shells
fell harmlessly short
Then the entire fort became silent.
The objective of the howitzers was
changed and the next fort received
their concentrated fire. The same story
was told here. First the Weakening,
then the crumpling and the fort be-
came u silent waste.
The forts were about four miles
apart. With the silencing of two neigh
boring ones, there remained gan
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about twelve miles wide undefended
except by the trenches and lesser
works. upon which the LESSER artillery
played. AS the range of the fort guns
was about five miles. there was a two
mile strip which none of the forts re-
naming could reach. and the principal
forces Of the defense concentrated in
rear OF the gap, for they knew what
must come.
There was no more time to lose. More
than enough most valuable time had al
ready been expended upon the neces-
sity for reducing the city and the be-
siegers gathered in their trenches and
parallels for the assault.
With the coming of night the open
places before the line took on a weird
beauty, a terrible landscape Of threat
and death. The incessant searchlights
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GAMING we'll over the shoulder
of the diner, the waiter breath
ed a suggestions:

In
of the diner. the waiter breath
ed a suggestion:
"a little of the hassenpfefer,
sir" he insinuated.
That was a mistake, right off the bat.
One look at the diner should have told
him that the diner was not the kind of
a man who fools around with hassen-
pfeffer. His drawn and haggard face
bespoke man who continually makes
war upon his liver. Lean, Hamletesque
men never eat hassenpfeffer.
Still cycling the bill of fare-yclept
menu in this particular establishment
the potential diner addressed the
waiter:
GO away" he ordered. How can
buy a lunch with you moaning like
that Leave me in peace
a hurt look came over the walters
fattish face. He was waiter of tradi-
tions. He knew, consequently, that a
waiter who is not puttering around
constantly, picking up glasses and put
ting them down again, brushing imagf-
nary crumbs from the table and. above
all. breathing into the diners ear, is no
waiter at all.
"A bit of the rudy duck. sir, with
potatoes hollandaise?' There was
pathos in the appeal that none but
ut is very good, sir
For the first time since the beginning
of the exercises the waiter received the
open and undivided attention of the
dyspeptic diner. Laying down the bill
of fare. he turned his chair SO he faced
the waiter squarely. He gazed at him
with malevolent intensity. His glitter
ing eye showed that he was contem-
plating the walters anatomical posi-
utilities in case the argument became
of a personal nature.
Now let me talk to you,'' said the
diner. You have told me that the has
senpfeffer is good. You have also told
me that the ruddy duck is good. I ask
you frankly, how do you know that
hassenpfeffer and ruddy duck are good
for me" Do not attempt to deceive me.
Speak out if you have anything on your
mind ard l will listen patiently to you"
The waiter gazed at the diner with a
terrified. fascinated look. In all his ex-
perience no one had ever arrested him
in that fashion. He was thuuderstruck
He knew that what he should do was
to call for the police and have this
uncanny individual taken away in a
straitjaeket, yet he seemed unable
TO move.
Deg pdTuOu. SIT. ne WHlfnpereu-
why are you apologizing?" de-
manded the diner. severely. DO you
mean to tell me that you don't think
the hassenpfeffer and rudy duck are
good?
NnNno. sir.
Then what the biazes do you mean?H
Nn-nuth hing, sir
In the interval of silence the waiter
seemed to be shrinking within himself.
fie was picture of jellylike apology.
The diner. who appeared to have for
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played their beams to and fro; the
air was spltntered by the vanishing
the flare Of gunfire: white lights which
had been star shells burst high in air
and gave ghostly illumination to the
ground beneath, lingering for a span
of minutes until another took the place
of the one dimming.
The thunder of the guns was appalling.
The dull roar of discharge mingled with
the sharper crack or burst of shell.
while the crackle Of rifles swelled and
faded with the blowing of the night
wind and the sougil of the rain, brought
on by the terrific cannonade. And then
the columns Of assault swept out of the
trenches and onward.
Thin lines, thin lines; then other thin
lines. always moving onward. They