The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-01
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(By Associated Press)

NoTtHcTH rTduce, July l-lONtHe
seeker after sensation is commended
q luncheon at the German front, in
an Understand" or protected under
ground cave house occupied by some
officer in the immediate -neighbor-
hood of a batter-of heavy artillery.
Let him preferably come directly
to the cave from the front trenches
at time when the firing has been
heavy, and where he has been able
to see rows upon rows of dead be-
tween the German and French lines;
and where also he has been given
a glimpse. of real warfare and some
Of its hardships. and II possible let
him choose the colonels wedding an
niversary for the day of his visit,
for then there will be, out In the
veritable wilderness, champagne in
honor Of the occasion and perhaps a
lively piano to Offset the shrieking
Of theshells as they tear overhead.
This opportunity to make q study
In contrasts was afforded an Asso-
ciated Press correspondent ON a re-
cent tour Of Northern France.
The morning had been devoted to
inspecting the remarkable trenches
that form a veritable underground
city, with houses" that have all
the comforts Of home" Overhead
the German shells shrieked continu-
ously. and their devastating effort
could be seen in part by circum-
spect glimpses over the top Of the
trenches.
The way lead by the Bavarian
colonel was through the winding,
twisting. seemingly interminable
"Laufgraben" or connecting trench
es, and led out suddenly into little
wooded clump, less than a thousand
yeards from the French trenches and
not twice that from their batteries.
Just behind the trees was German
batterly that one could hear but not
see.
With twinkle in his eye, the
Bavarian colonel turned sharply to
the right, down a neat and we'll
built pair of steps and along a path
flanked by flowers. The path led in
to spacious room. the ceiling Of
which was about on a level with the
ground, perhaps a little lower.
At the entrance stood a mahogany
piano. Comfortable chairs stood
about. On one wall was book case.
and on another a big map with the
German lines indicated by little
flags. In the center was q long ia
BILE, with spotless linen and gleam-
ing white china. A vase of flowers
added the final touch.
Smiling, the colonel took his place
at the head Of the festive board, In
vited the correspondent to seat at
his side, snd waved to his accom-
Ponyiu OuASoIo W t6A6 tuciI Sehtb.
He admitted, q little difficulty. that
It was his wedding anniversary and
that he felt like celebrating.
HIS ofiicers were in the midst of
when-Bang-went
one Of the guns in the battery just to
the rear. and the shell could be
plainly heard as 1t tore over the roof
Of the little dwelling, so incongrous
in the midst Of all the evidences OF
active warfare.
For reply one Of themusically tai
ented officers jumped up and ran to
the piano and struck up the Wed
ding March. Its strains doomed out
in the little room, and were drown
ed for second as another-Boom-
from the battery.
No luncheon in a big city could
have been more tastefully arranged
nor could have tasted one half as
good. From some mysterious recess
a servant-summoned BY an impro-