The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1915-02-18
Tailor's Sons and Employees Called
to Front from Peaceful Pursuits
Story Of How They
Fare is Told
TRAGEDY OF BATTLE
FIELD is REVEALED
Elder Son Slain in Action Second
Wounded, is Prisoner Of Ger
mans Shell Skaters Sales
manSinto Fragments
BY WILLIAM PHILLIP sIMMs.

BY WILLIAM PHILLIP sIMMs.
Omitted Press Staff Correspondent
Paris. Feb. 2.-CBy mail to New
York. lin the Boulevard Montmartre
there is little tailor shop which |
have known for nearly seven years.
Would you ike to hear how the war
struck it? And would you like to
hear how it and its personnel have
Jared?
First, at the head of the house is
an Englishman, naturalized French, a
typical short chubby John Bull sort
of man, whose hair is now fast turning
gray. This is Father. Next are his
two sons, George, the elder, and Fred.
George spent two years of his 26 in
England and two more in fashion,
able tailoring shop on Fifth avenue,
New York. He was given a pretty
good education before he took those
post graduate courses, for his father
has always intended that George
should succeed him as head of the
house. Fred, who was just finishing
his military service in the French
army when the war broke out, was
cashier in the shop. the business
office man George was about to be
married when the war came on, but
Fred was only in love and not en-
gagged.
After these come Andre, book
keeper: Julien, cutter, and Ray
mond, salesman The latter had just
married an English girl. chum of the
girl George was engaged to. and the
four were looking forward to happy
times together They had leased
apartments in the same building.
Then the war broke out. George.
Fred. Andre, Julien and Raymond all
marched away. George as second lieu
tenant of reserves, Fred and Raymond
as sergeants, the others as privates.
Only father. an old cutter too aged to
answer the call, and salesman too
delicate for service. remained to keep
the business going. Unable to do this
they closed the shop from August 1
until now
Today | had long talk with father.
lie is not sad, as he has every right
10 be- rather he holds his head high
er and there is the light of something
finer and nobler in his eyes. But
must not go too fast with the story.
Father showed me three letters. The
first was from Fred. the younger <on,
to his brother, George. Part of it
read:
! MY dear George Courage? Why
of course we will have it. But whati
l am thinking of at this hour. old man.
is of you and Raymond. II would be
devilish hard to get along without you
and am making demand on God
that if il. comes to that it must be me
and not yourself It simply must hap
pen like that that's all. for you, you
lucky rascal. are affianced and your
girl. lucky too, must not be made a
widow
"In my pocket am carrying letters
from all those love best Like that
/ somehow feel that | have them
close to me. even here in the trenches
In his letter father good chris
tian that he is-'fiS your eyes on the
stars. my son, and they will talk to
you CT Godl
I'm sorry we are not in the same
company, old fellow, but everything
will pass off all right and then we
will he together again. Anyway. we
will not recriminate; everything must
| be as God wills.
And so on. This letter was found
when George But TO KEEP on with the
tale. Georges letter to father went
A in part
5 Il have the fight fever again; have
4 become a red hot military anew and
$ shall sleep little tonight knowing tina
y | fofnnrrow We are ia see 9cmn roa