The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1915-12-10


tho refugees and the Greek army. Too
foreigners bring their own food with
theln; II they did not they would run
serious risks OF starvation,
Tommy Loses Himself.
AT every cross road tho returning
Tommy loses himself in dense crowd
OF Greek soldiers, 30 slight In COM
parison with the stocky. deep chested
French. SO diminutive in comparison
with tho tall, why British. Tho Greeks
seem TO boz gathered just where tho
foreign soldiers must pass In going to
and from camp. Whether tho pur
pose be to give the Greeks an object
lesson in soldierly bearing or to ini-
press the Allies with the number of
Greeks is not clear. Greek army pack
mules choke the way at every turn.
The streets are scarcely passible. Tho
noise, the confusion, the mixture OF
half dozen strangers-all of this In
contrast to the silence and tho pat.
tering of the wind blown sand in tho
desert land of Gallipoli. enchan.s the
British Tommy. He Is us one intox-
icated with revelation that thero Is
still normal life in tho world.
Finally the way to the camp leaves
the town. between tho high walls of
twin burial grounds-onc Jewish the
other Greek. A little further on is
the old Turkish cemetery. But the
Turks are no longer masters OF Mace
donna. The hcadstones OF their graves
are scattered and broken; the graves
themselves no longer marked. Tho
cemetery has become the cor al OF
hundreds OF Greek army mules--tho
dusty, unwatered Expresses shade the
mule drivers rather than the tomhs
Of the Mussulman dead, their faces
towards the cast. Close by, n long
series OF barracks built Of brick shell
ters tens of thousands of refugees
from Macedonia and Thrace and from
Serbia, the derclicts OF war.
Lots OF Mudholes.
Tho road in the open country be-
comes an incredible succession or
m'dholes along which swing columns
of broad shouldered. blu6 clad French
men making their way to their own
camp lying to the south Of the BRIT
ish compound. Trains of supply was-
ons, officers automobiles. motor
truck, or lorries' as the English cail
them, force Tommies and "poilus'
alike into the soggy fields. Two huge
tractors draw each gray painted
French four inch long range gun, on
whose muzzles are painted their
names. One is ,'iBoche Chaser" he
other Is Death Splitter"
Along the road hundreds OF itin-
Grant vendors Of everything portable
set up improvised stands in tho
fields. Neckties, hot chestnuts. sus-
penders, writing paper, raw shriinps,
socks, sweetmeats, fortunes told, pho
tographs takcn-and bang goes Tom
my's pay! Enterprising semitic mel
chants have even installed barrels Of
beer in the fields as station Of refuge
for the thirsty soldier too long on Tho
way. Beggars. OF course-cripples,
little girls in tattered. hollow checked
misery, the old Of every race and kind.
Finally the tent city appears, seem
Ing to cover tlnending acres of hill
tops. The road and stream separnle
the French from the British. Along
the stream the British Tommies kne, 81.
washing their clothes against the
rocks as any French washwomrn
might. Where the stream trickles over
a five foot rock making q meager wat
erfall, q number OF men, stark in the
chill air, are bathing Halfway up a
slope, squad Of signal men are do
ing drill. The tapping of their flags
in the sharp wind can be heard in the
valley like volley of far away rife
shots. Below them, company is
lined up for inspection. each mans
roll spread out on the grass while the
sergeant goes through the equipment
to see that all is there. For the Greeks
say that thirsty Tommy sometimes
parts with his water bottle or his ex-
ira pair Of shoes in return for re-
freshments.
Against the sky on the hilltop a
squad OF men are doing through the
exercises-"to keep the beggars fit,''
the officer says. Down a valley be.
tween two knolls swings a company
returning from route march. They
might be at Aldershot. They turn
out to pass hollow where half doa-
en- men are cursing earnestly over the
vagaries Of four sheet iron boxes cuL-
II ulh6ly put tO6elhSl III CuIuphSL
square to form q very successful
stove, whence comes the smell or
roasting mutton. Near at hand, be-
fore the butchers tent, line OF new
killed hogs hung up by the heels, are
dripping still.
Smart Officers.
From time to time smart officers,
with red tabs on their collars to in
dicate that they belong to the staff,
plunge over the edge of miniature
cliff towards the camp stables, where
the horses are picketed In tho opeu.
AS they ride OFF towards the outlying
hills they pass through a cloud OF nc
rid smoke coming from sort Of cairn
in which tho camp refuse is burning
Atop Of one hill is flag pole with
tho flng of the Red Cross-the camp
hospital, presided over by q gray med
ical colonel Of gentle manners and an
air OF wonder and bewilderment ut
finding himself so far away from Eng
land in SO strange a land. His baili-
wick Is marked out by a line of stones
in rows on the hillside. as children
playing at housekeeping, mark tho
walls Of the rooms. Within these
bounds are medical tents. hospital
tents, dispensary. operating tents
all the paraphernalia OF caring for
tho sick and wounded.
STAFF Tents.