The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1916-04-04
OF VILLA
TOO TAME, He
QUITS ARMY
Millionaire Scout Disappointed
Because of the Lack of
Excitement.

Ell PAso. Tex. April SWIM Cros-
BY, the millionaire scout, is back from
the front. He went into Mexico with
the army from sheer love Of excite
ment.
There was no excitement" he
drawled over cup Of after dinner
coffee at the Paso del Norte. $50
came out"
Rather dislllusioning words to those
who fancy the American soldier boys
live in the atmosphere Of romance and
adventure.
There hadn't been a shot fred in
the campaign by the American troops
when left Colonia Dublan last Fri
day" said the scout. 81 like rough
times when go out looking for them.
But there Is more excitement in play
ing society in Ell Paso than In scout
ing for the American punitive expedi-
ton"
Scout Crosby q sTrotter.r
Mr.. Crosby Is president of brok-
erage firm here. He is cotillion lead
er and a member OF every club in
town.
The night before the troops went
over the line at Columbus was cele-
brated by q ball at the Ell Paso Coun-
try Club. "There was a sound OF rev.
elry by night" and gayest Of the rev
elers was Scout Crosby.
Early next morning he laid aside
his dress suit Just In time to catch a
troop train for Columbus.
Few would have recognized in his
khaki uniform, sombrero, and puttees
the popular squire Of danes who had
shone SO calamity In the fox trot the
night before. In bag slung across
his shoulder the society scout carried
scores Of scented billet doux from
young women to their army sweet
hearts OF for the wars. They dubbed
him "cupid's aide de camp"
Ball Pales War Glamour.
Forty young lieutenants fresh from
West Point, in the glory Of their first
epaulettes reached Ell Paso In time to
attend the farewell ball. Their de-
bonair graces, elegance, and aplomh
captivated all feminine hearts. When
their train drew out next day the de-
pot platform looked like a pink tea
with It's beyies Of society girls and the
hedgling warriors departed amid q
snow furry Of futtering handkerchief
and with thousand kisses blown to
them from the dainty tips of gloved
fingers.
Those West Pointers didn't look a,
II they would stand up under a hard
hike" said Mr.. Crosby, "but saw
them on the march to Casas Grandes
Many time they helped TO his fee,
some soldier who had fallen from heat
and exhaustion, carried his rifle and
equipment. and tended the poor devil
like a mother as he staggered blind.
ly on. It warmed the hearts Of the old
campaigners to watch these kids from
West Point stand the acid test Of man.
hood and soldiership. 81 Paso thought
them dandies. Mexico found they
were soldiers"
No Mere Carpet Knight.
Let It be said here that Mr.. Crosby
Is no mere carpet knight. He Is equal.
~ at home In the drawing room and
the saddle. Fox trots and bucking
bronchos are all one to him. He
handles a six shooter with the same
II rhhi thaS 40 ihLACof . b6t0u uES66llE
Boots and saddles" Is as familiar e
him as the latest syncopated dance
tune. He has been Texas ranger, a
river guard, and a deputy sheriff in
times when It was hands up" with
every man he arrested.
THE troops were sweating and
Swearing under burning sun as they
lhiked across weary leagues OF des-
ert," Mr.. Crosby went on. "In the
distance he saw clump Of cotton
woods that marked a spring. Every
soldier quickened his step. Canteens
were empty long before and tongues
| were swelling with thirst. AS we
neared the oasis. the boys broke into
a run. But the wild dasf, was ended
almost before It began by the sharp
commands Of the officers.
/ Halt Dash to Test Drink.
There with the clear. cold spring
pools before their eyes the thirsty
linen had to stand while Dr.. Dawson
tested me water to see II iit had been
| poisoned by viliistas. This happened
| on the first days march. II was my
| introduction TO Mexico. II Is the
pheasant fashion there to poison the
trails and <rf far bfa1co n, f1,a raaff ~