The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1916-11-11
B.ROW N S
800 MAIN STREET.
(By George w. Bacon.)

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LONDON, Nov. III AS Colby
Dodge and I journey by train from
rll11verpool to London I spent most of
my time looking ont or the window
rat the neat gnrden-like English Iand-
scape, and each neat red-bricke4,
brightly swept and Chtmney-pottetl.
English town that we passed in rapid
succession.
Young men there none In any Or
the smaller towns. Women. old men
and children were all that could
fsee as we swept in and out Of town
after town. The only young men.
saw were either in uniform 81 wore
the bronze badges Of the munitions
or other government services. i I'M.
agine that one who knows the Eng
land Of three years ago can scarcely
realize that to me the country gave
the impression OF n large, well-organ-
51llzed armed camp.
In London 1t is rnnored that
Great Britain has under arms today
six million men capable OF immedi-
ate service in all branches Of military
duty The naval force. according TO
this Fumor Is additional Naval fig
ures are dangerous things to discuss
Curiosity Doesn't Pay.
In fact. even to ask for informa-.
ton regarding naval affairs in Eng
land is risky these days. II is said
J TO be worth a man life to land at
Hull, particularly. unless one is ac-
itually in the British service. and
even then one must have business
hire. England is an armed camp,
and is ruled like one with mercfless,
unrelaxing, eYer-Yigilant discipline.
Vast portions of Great Britain are
known as prohibited areas Into
these districts one must not go with
out definite objective, and one must.
report to the police Immediately up
on arrival at any point where one
expects to remain twenty-four hours
or longer, and again before leaving.
We arrived at Euston station. Lon
\ don. after dark, the place is huge.
and filled with that odd murkiuess
sunny days, Of which there are very
few.
Wrest'e Own Luggage.
We ran ZIP forward on the plat
form alongside the Carriages, =
which are a neyer-ceaslng5 source OF
delight to me never before did 1
think could l could enjoy the sight
of railway trains ito the luggage
van, Ijcrawled pell-mel1 into 1t to
locate our baggage. With the help
OF a truckman 1 habit loaded on a
through some magical method that
cannot explain. we all got. trunks
suit cases, typewriter case and all
There Is no checking system for bag.
gage IN England.
Colby directed the cabby to talks
us to the Savoy hotel, and away WI
went into the darkness OF wartime
London at ght--d own 7 he left side
of the street, of course one OF those
English differences Of opinion viii
the rest OF the world which are Al
Interchangeable as the laws or thu
Medes and Persians. and typical o
the I'll ht little isle"
London ut night nowadays beg
gars description One feels that on
Is IN vast city one senses to lef
and right. wide avenues punctuatet
by tall, rectangular street lamps, al
teh upper part OF which are painted
black. SO that each light sends onl.
a circle of light directly downward
about its base; one is aware o
great buildings with many windows
extending acres in extent. Indis
tinctly one sees here and there tn
tall, shelmeted figures Of boobies
the London police.