Connecticut western news., 1915-12-23
NETHODS OF
 EUROPEAN WAR
Men and Women of France SteeIed to Win-No Fam
 lily Escapes Suffering.

-.-~~~~>~>>>%~s%~~%~<~%%$ these are irregular-but one doesn't care to contemplate it; if regular, there are still a few counter checks. As sergeant at a railroad station said when he helped us out of ln impasse:
 You will realize that it is the most undesirable persons whose papers are most regular, It is their business, you see. The cOmmissary of police is at the Hotel de Vile. If you will come along for the little formality. Myself. used to keep a shop in Paris. My God. these provincial towns are desolatinG!' He would have loved his Paris as we found it. Life was renewing itself ill the streets, whose drawing proportion one could never notice before. PeO- rle's eyes, and women's especially, seemed to be set at a longer range, more comprehensive gaze. One would have said they came from the sea or mountains, where things are few and simple, rather than from houses. Best of all, there were no foreigners. The beloved city for the first time was French throughout, from end to end It felt like coming back to an old friends house for quiet talk after he had got rid of a houseful of visitors. The functionaries and the police had dropped their masks of official polite ness and were just friendly. At the hotels-so like school two days before the term begins-the impersonal valet 1 and chambermaid of the set two franc smile and the unbending head waiter ! had given place to ones own brothers and sisters full of ones own anxieties Every Family Feels War. My son is an aviator, monsieur. could have claimed Italian nationality 1 for him at the beginning, but he would not have it. Both my brothers, mon- sieur, are at the war. One is dead al- i ready. And my fiance, I have not heard from him since March. He is cook in battalion"
 Here is the wine list, monsieur. Yes, both my sons and a nephew, and I have no news from them-nOt q word of news. My God, we all suffer these ! days"
 And so, too, among the shops. The mere statement of the loss, of the grief | at the heart, but never a word of doubt, never a whimper of despair. Now why" asked a shopkeeper, | ''does not our government or your gov ernment or both our governments send some of the British army to Paris? | assure you we should make them wei come"
 Perhaps" began, "you might make them too welcome"
 | He laughed.
 We should make them as welcome as our own army. They would enjoy i themselves"
 I had vision of British officers, each with ninety days pay to his cred it and a damsel or two at home, shop ping consumedly.
 And also," said the shopkeeper. ''the moral effect on Paris to see more of your troops would be very good. But I saw a quite English provost marshal losing himself in chase of de- faulters of the new army who knew ! their Paris. Still, there is something to be said for this idea, to the extent of a virtuous brigade or so. At present ! the English officer in Paris is a scarce bird.'
 And he explains at once why he is and what he is doing there.
 'They must have good reasons" suggested. Teeth to attend to-
 No good" he grumbled. They've | tbar1n,f of hot pahin1 limos is simply crawling with dentists now
 Hostesses Tn Hospitals.
 If one asked after the people that gave dinners and dances last year where every one talked so brilliantly of such vital things, one got in return the addresses of hospitals. Those pleas ant hostesses and maidens seemed to be in charge of departments or on duty in wards or kitchen sculleries. Some of the hospitals were in Paris. Their staffs might have one hour day in which to see visitors. Others were up the line and liable to be shelled or bombed. 1 recalled one Frenchwomar in particular because she had once eX- plained to me the necessities of civi- liZed life. These included the mas seuse, the manicurist and a maid to look after lap dogs. She is employed now and has been for months past on the disinfection and repair of soldiers clothes.
 There was no need to ask after the men one had known. Still there was no sense of desolation. They had gone on. The others were getting ready. All France works outward to the front pre- cisely as an endless chain of fire buck. cts works toward the confagration
 Leave the fire behind you and go back