Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1915-03-08


lost time.
Civilians Raising Notifications.
They are civilians working ON tho
precautionary Notifications with
which dozens of cities I'm the oasterN
provinces of Germany now are bemg
gifdled' Leagues OF muuicipal for
esls throw patterns of dark green
over the white landscape
Two hundred feet below stairs. I'm
the wide entrance hail of the castle.
the ceiling is black with strands Of
newly installed telephone and tele-
graph wires tilamonts YOU might
say, knitting the Hndcnhrg brain
win other brains out ON the RaWka
river ana at LODI and LoVicz and
MiaWa. silent orderlics are soft
stepping through the hail. The place
is as quiet as 81 church.
The castle is fun of staff officers
and generals and princes, but nobody
pays much attention TO them. The
castle houses the tremendous person
atty of Hindenburg. and that To the
world outside, is all that it means.
Kaiser Most Beloved by Germans.
ON the eve Of the German emper-
or birthday few days ago, the idol
OF Germany Won Hindenburg, sat i'm
a far corner Of the main dining room
OF the Hotel de- Rome eating a dinner
Of which his share, including the wine
he drank, cost perhaps 4 marks.
When the silent man who sat in the
corner is described as the idol Of Ger
many, lt is not meant that he is tho
best beloved In entire soberness-
ana probably, 10 the amazemcnt Of
NIL
months have been reading mad dog
of Europe editorials-it may be set
down that the emperor is the beloved
of Germany.
Intrepid, but Not BclllgcrCnt.
The rich brown of the tapestry ON
the wall behind the field marshal
finely outlines his big, square head.
Sometimes during the hour of visit
ing that follows the meal he sits with
his arms folded. an attitude which In
creases his majestic aspect An
through the meal his manner Is quiet,
modest. unselfconscious, and he hears
the eager scrutiny of the room with
out giving "a sign.
lie is the kind of fighter Americans
like, for ne has whipped precisely
three times his weight in Wildcats but
wouldn't encounter in a days march.
A man of genius, too, but that also is
fact YOU would not grasp i'm all its
significance until you had spent a
whole day i'm travelling over that gi-
gantic battlefield on which he won his
victory of Tannenburg
Wears Three Decorations.
on his breast are three decorations,
"a / Ia q ha
ond class which he won in the Fran
-Prussian war when he was a lieu
tenant Of % years. His gray white
hair is cropped close at the back and
sides of the head and in wide. flat
pompadour on the top, his nose small
ish, his complexion pale, and the skin
like fine parchment.
The notable feature of this face is
the eyes. II is these ana the big mus
tache and the strong jaws that give
the man his leonine aspect, There are
deep heavy, sad lines under the eyes
and at each side of the mouth. Even
the large black mustache does not
conceal the latter.
The eyes, too, are sad-small sad,
searching eyes-small, not wonderful
when the generals attention is not
reused, but ut once startling and COM
handing in their effect when he be-
comes alert When he turns them on
you, you know it--and the realization
is accompanied almost by 4 gasp. one
glance searches a man.
When the field marshal rose from
the table every man in the room, civil
ian as well as military, rose with him
and stood facing him in perfect si-
lence There was something very
thrilling about this and when it hap
pened the lips of the women trembled
ana the eyes of some of them filled
with tears.
The old man bowed low and kissed
the countess hand. Then he adj
yanced from the table and faced the
room, bowling thrice or four times this
way and that. and saying in a deep,
suave voice. "Adieu, adieu, adieu.'
II was then that you got the effect
Of his Bismarckiau proportions and
poise He is six feet tall and carries
himself so well that he looks more
than that. He made a superb picture
Of quiet dignity, and as he stood
there he seemed Individually a great,
simple commanding man He domi-
mated that roomful Of notable soldiers,
men of title and civilians of power
1t was the eyes as much as any
thing that wrought the spell for they
were not any more the eyes of a droW-
sy old Iion. but Of a lion that was see
ing everything.