The Birmingham age-herald., 1914-11-02
Charles c. D. Roberts Sent to Big Cavalry Camp
 at Shrewsburg
EXPECTS TO GO TO
 THE FRONT LATER
Arthur Morrison, as Special Consta- ble, Looking Out for German Spies. Baroness Von Hutten Teaching
 French to English Soldiers
By HAYDEN CHURCH

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 London, October 1o.-(Special)- and spurred. with heavy stride,' like Paul Revere. as described by the poet and looking intensely martial in a brand
 new khaki uniform, Charles G. b. Rob- | erts, whose novels and stories of wild life are famous on both sides of the At lantic, strode out of my office some 15
 minutes ago, on his way to play his part
 whatever it may prove to be. in the great world drama of war that is holding the boards today.
 Roberts, who is a Canadian by birth and, as he says, 'an old backwoodsman," {"
 Is member, 1t appears of the renowned Legion of Frontiersmen, whose services
 have just been accepted by the British war office, having joined it's ranks at the outbreak of the war. Now, with score or more of his fellow frontiersmen, he has been ordered off to Shrewsbury,
 where there is big cavalry concentra.
 tion camp, and where they expect to bs
 employed, during the next few weeks, in
 breaking in the raw mounts. After that, in all probability, they will be off to
 France.
 After many years of successful author
 ship in America, Roberts, who Is just 5O came over here in 1907, with the idea
 he says. of extending his public. Intend ing to stay a year. he has remained ever since, like a lot of his fellow countrymen, and close friendship existed between him and another literary exile, the late T. w. Hanshew, author of 'Cleek," who
 died last spring. Hanshew's literary daughter, Hazel Phillips Hanshew, was married last week. by the way, and both n mot tla.. ..,FI II... .l.
 lean pals, Roy Norton, of Vanishing Fleets fame, attended the ceremony.
 Has Lived in France
 Roberts has lived in both France and Germany, as we'll as in England, having spent nearly year in Munich and known intimately many Bavarian officers whom
 he describes fine fellows" They one and dll he says, stigmatized the Prus- sians as brutes," feeling, indeed, which he found universal In southern Germany. l asked the author of Wild Lives" how long it was since he had sat horse and he remarked, with rueful emile, that he expected to eat this meals from the man. telpiece for sometime to come. He looked uncommonly serviceable as he sat tapping his leathern putties with his cavalry whip, but was quite modest about his future activities "I am just going to do what l can,'' he said, with the uni versals unboastful spirit of these sons of the empire, many of them, like him, be- ginning to go grey. His income from his writings must be something hand | some. That. needless to say, he is sacri- | ficing. for how long he has no idea.
 We had laugh, by the by, over his three initials. which he says, few peo- pie ever get In their correct order. The rule for doing so, he says, is to what a fine swear that Charles G. D. makes
 Morrison Looks for Spies
 Arthur Morrison, who gave us "The Child of lingo" Tales of Mean Streets" and a lot of other famous nov els, and who Is almost as distinguished ed as writer and general authority on Oriental art, is the latest British au- thor, who being beyond the age limit for service in the field. has taken on the by no means light or unhazardou duties of that new arm of the police fore the special constable
 Robert Hickens has been one for some time and so has Charles Garvice, and neither is finding anything like snap. l These special constables. a regular arr my os whom the bing employed and | " ho. of course, get no pay whatever, | are chiefly used in guarding such vul- rerable points as railroad bridges, etc, | and whereas the German emissaries | whose machinations are feared are likely to be armed, the special con stables are not supposed to carry so | much as a cap-pistol though believe a few of them actually have good, honest "barkers" concealed somewhere 3 sbovt their persons. They relieve one another ~'l through the day and night. ai. icing on guard for four hours att D fne md one of them. who has just arina or duty when talked with him. | Ihe ofhsr night--he is a man from Bur II mob holiday travel--to1d me that II this the most boring and generally II lifsine job he ever undertook. It .aNs lot for the British nation that
 T worked business men are willing .a ur iertake these duties. They work
 "a niirs, generally, and another of
 hem had been on duty from midnight H Yrtu four in the morning told mo II .t1t his companion was a man who II iaA tc report for his ordinary work at
 Arthur Morrison. who Is n0w 51, Is < rgeant in the special constabulary sfrvice his mission being the superir- ending of the tracking of the Teuton to his English liar History m certain sense. thus repeats itself for Morrison is now resident of Arabin House. a beautiful. old-wori1 | place at Enfield that in bygone days was the. residence of distingulshed Darrister. one Sergeant Arabin. There