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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
Translated by S. Elizabeth Sergeant

road to Nogeon, pedaiing fran'ically. Il Is as
though dam had given way before Us. In
fantrymea, stripped to the waist and mounted
on stray horses they have picked up, ga!lop
along barebacked beside US, and. instead OF
entering into conversation, we find ourselves
racing with them Out in the field soldiers
are burylng the dead in broad trenches, p!ac-
ing them close together, or separating them
widely, according to their ideas Of what death
means Ii one of the corpses is too tall for
the trench they lay him in sidewise across
the others, rather than bend his knees. The
patrols are out securing the country for sap
lings or heavy timber 10 mark the graves
according TO the strength Of their belief in
God each man returning with Unhewn wood
to make light or heavy cross. Little fires
spring to life. in which they heat their bay
onct points red hot in order to inscribe the
names Of the dead; dead horses soaked with
kerosene, are blazing; adiutants are parsi.
moniously distributing quicklime and follow
ing us with hostile eyes. curious 10 know what
business a sergeant may have in front of the
lines.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
A midnight supper from the refrigerator.

midnight supper from the refrigerator.
II is not method that breeds hunters
pr marksmen or sportsmen. Ii does not
leave any money in the woods-the mai
test with the natives II does bar from
the woods many hundreds of persons VINO
otherwise would visit them at that glorious
season Even the law prohibiting the
shooting of does has not been sufficient 10
protect mankind from the tin lizzie NM
rods" Last year within twenty-four hours
four men were shot within five miles or
Big Moose Lake. In the words OF a ma
tive: Come the first of October and every
man in the woods sprouts pair of horns
Nor does the law completely protect the
does. Every year carcasses are found IN
the woods, killed by men who shot first
and looked for horns afterward. There ~
growing sentiment among those who live
in the woods and by them in favor OF stop
ming this waste of meat and life and turn
inc the woods as soon as possible INTO
what is their natural destiny in thickiy
populated state-an all-year-round play
ground
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
To Advance or Retreat.

Motionless cloud-shadows stain the fields
like bruises. One and all the men are thin,
haggard reduced TO a strange common like.
ness through the meagre Biblical diet they
have so long endured, with its dry. monot
cnous bread and meat. meat and bread. The
silence is that deadly prehistoric calm that
existed before the friendly little animals,
such as COCKS, birds and cats, had been
evolved. High and dry on a hillock, as though
left there by food, lies an old ark Of a cart,
its wheels shattered; from under il man
with limp arm is drawn, poor lonely soul.
Orders have arrived that We must hold our
selves in readiness what for? To advance
or 70 retreat? Are we 20 fall back again on
that dismal chain Of Partisan suburbs, or is
ours to be a prouder objective SCISSORS,
Laon. Coblen2? We are wrung with suspense,
ike coliegians at examination time ! see
Driseard In the distance putting on his haycr-
sack, he points cxcited.y down the village
street his gesture seeming to indicate the
nighroad beyond, and to say still shudder
at the memory that we are going 70 retreat.
But he is pointing TO the general, on horse
back, his arm stretched out toward US waving
US forward
The tree ~htch blocked The road has been
cut away; the poplars stand stripped at the
edge o. the sidewalk like raised barriers al d
grade crossing Whistles sound forth 20 call
back the more eager spirits, who nave crossed
the embankment and are proceeding eau
tiously, entering the open country as one
fords stream. We are of a, las. but the
general staff his reckoned the time Of start.
ing, and the distance, as though our regiment
were unchanged; our TWO batte!ions are lost
in a roadway TOO large for them. Disregard
lrg the mile posts, We close up between more
modest b5undal MICS.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
The Sister

| saw the little quiet town,
And the whitewashed gables on the hill,
And laughing children coming down
The laneway to the mill.
Wind-b bushes up their faces glowed,
And they were happy as could be,
The webbing water never flowed
SO merry and so free.
One little maid withdrew aside
To pick pebble from the sands
Her golden nair was long and wide,
And there were dimples on her hands
And when ! saw her large blue eyes,
Wha, was the pain that went thro' me ?
Why did think on Southern skies
And ships upon the sea
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
To a Linnet in a Cage

When Spring is in the fields that stained your
wing,
And the blue distance is alive with song,
And hnny quicts Of the Cabling spring
Rock lilies red and long,
At dewy daybrcak, will set you free
In fcrny turnings of the woodbine lane
Where faint-voiced echoes leave and cross in
glee
The billy swollen plain.
In draughty houses you forget your tune,
The modulator Of the changing hours,
You want the wide air Of the moody noon,
And the slanting evening showers.
So will loose you, and your song will TALL
When morn is white upon the dcwy pane,
Across my cyellds, and my soul recall
From worlds of sleeping pain.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
Sister Julienne
Prom The London Times.
human lot

From The London Timr'
Godfrey Young. officer of the British Am
bulance unit FOR Italy, and formerly in com
mand Of the French unit at Ypres, writes
from Gorilla:
"Sister Julicnne. one OF the senior sisters
Of the Civil Hospital at Ypres. has just BEN
reported killed by she'll. This sanity and
devoted woman, well on in years, was on"
of the few heroic sisters who remained IN
Ypres during the first terrible bombsrl-n mt.
when the town was abandoned. She remained
10 care for a number OF wounded Germans.
nursing them until they were finally re-
moved. A few days later she was one OF
those who returned when the Friends Ambu-
lance unit opened in the cellars ward I)r
The wounded children and civilians. She re-
NAMED through all the subsequent lombard
merts: one Of the todest fighters Of the
epidemic. enc OF the most courageous 20 issue
under shell fire TO fetch in the wounded and
the sick.
when ,he town was finally abandoned she
remained with one other sister, on her own
initiative at an aid post in the cellars. tn
nurse the wounded British soldiers Only
nrdor compulsion did she at last retire to
Poperinghe. where she remained 10 the end
nursing civilians and soldiers alike. under
repca. ed hombardments, until her death She
was the custodian a the treasures OF her
hospital and braved death constantly 20 visit
or remove them. gentle, sensitive. rervcJs
lady. she was beloved by the wounded chll-
drcn for ncr sunny gentloneSs and by those
who worked with her for her refinement and
humor. Nothing but n profound sense Of
duty and love could have supported re-
through peril and shock, sight and sound,
such as proved too much for vigorous men.
There may be many horoines in the war mo.o
con spicuous, but none whose courage was
more tested or whose motives and character
were more beautiful"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
The Last Days Of The Marne
From The War Journal Of Lieutenant Jean GAaudous Of The French Amy

the officer at the head; and every soldier
whose face was formerly mere blur has de-
veloped real features, which scrutinzc US.
Boards and hair nave grown long. Boots and
CATERS, parchcd and ungreased for days, look
as though they encased dead limbs. IN one
section silence prevails; the garrulous spirits
have all been killed In another the same
fate ha, evidently met the good-naturcd men,
for the faces Of the survivors are sour.
Every one is thinking intensely Of HIMSELF
the cooks. overabundant now, are painfully
aware that they will be transferred 10 some
other task; ordcrlies whose officers have been
killed are sharply on the trail Of other off,
GERS who have lost their orderies. The COM
psny horse is seized upon by a second leu
tenant. who. poor rider that he is, initiates
instinctively the gestures and msnuersms Of
the dead captain. During the hs.ts one
starts, by mere force of habit. 20 look for alb
sent comrades. absent officers, until one finds
ones self all alone and hastens for consols-
tion to the rear of the regiment, where the
changes have been less sweeping where one
still finds Dr. Mallet and Laurent and all
those friends who have succeeded In keeping
body and soul united; and the horse from
Ramonchamp, too, which can't be caught and
follows US unbridled everything, in short,
that was permanent IN our past.
The sky is cloudless blue. the winds hsv.
been appeased and the terrified season IS be-
ginning TO take heart once more. We are
drenched With sunlight; instead Of lavshing
itself on soulless verdure alone autumn be-
slows its golden favor on our regiment, and
as we march down the slopes. leaving yester-
days arena far behind il dries and warns Us
il our draggled great coats, that are all white
with mud like flies escaped from sugar bowl
At every turn of the road, in every patch Of
wood. it gives back to US one Of those common
things whose very existence we had forgot
ten, house, brook, a church, and We seize
on them gladly, as though they had been los,
forever The modest fellows who used TO
walk with their eyes on the ground in days Of
peace, and often ind small coin for their
pains, come upon railroad to-day, or
pond, and We recover TOO, one BY one. a train
Of domestic animals, hungry, lost, determined
20 follow us--sheep goat. oxen, that come
blcating and lowing behind US.
BY some deserted cottages man with an
eye for flowers finds ivy-geranium, autumn
stricken; z.uuas, whitening balsam, and mere
and there the surprise Of a full-bovn rose.
We pass finally three wardrobe' taken rom
village oy The Germans and hastily sbsn'
doned by the side of the road, When. they
hold up their mIrrorcd doors, so that every
man Of as ha. chance 70 stare, three times
over, "a. a haggard. cadaverous countenane'
which he recognize a. last FOR his own.
tTo be continued aerf SudaU
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
Proof Of Farm Prosperity

There are official statisticians in Wash
ington who calculate the profits of Amer
lean farmers at little more than they were
when wheat. corn and other farm staples
old for half the present market prices. the
theory is that the rise OF agricultural staples
as been Offset by taxes, wages OF farm labor
ors, more expensive food which has TO be
bought in storesl, costher farm machinery,
harness and tools. higher prices for fertilizers
and other like changes. Quite an interesting
argument can be based upon such facts.
But there is one all-suicient answer. II
is made By the Unprecedented rise in the
rrIc, OF farm lands. That tells the story Of
farm profits. And II more evidence were
needed ii could be found m the record-brcak-
ing sales OF automobiles TO farmers. They
are buying more motor cars than ever before.
and better ones. All their scale Of living has
changed and ls constantly changing for the
That settles 'ue og,st.ou Of the
roh,sblencss Of American agriculture under
.s. 20 conditions.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
The Singer S Muse

brought in these to make her kitchen sweet,
Haw blossoms and the roses OF the lane.
Her heart seemed in her eyes so wild they
beat
With welcome FOR the boughs Of Spring again.
She never heard OF Babylon or Troy,
she read no book, but once saw Dublin town;
Yet she made poet Of her servant boy
And from Parnassus earned the laurel crown.
II Fame. the Gorgon. turns me into stone
Upon some city square, let some one place
Thorn blossoms and lane roses newly blown
Beside my feet, and underneath them trace;
His heart was like bookful Of girls song,
with little loves and mighty Cares alloy.
These did ne bring his muse, and suffered
long.
Her bashful singer and her servant boy
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
August

Smell come at duSky first OF day,
White over yellow harvost's song.
Upon her dewy rainbow way
She shall be beautiful and strong.
The lidess eye of noon shall spray
Tan on her ankles in the hay.
Shall kiss her brown the whole day long
I'll know her in the windows, tall
Above the crickets of the hay.
III know her when her odd eyes fall,
One May-blue, one Noyember-gray
III watch her from the red barn wall
Take down her rusty scythe. and call,
And | will follow her away.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
A Closed Season for Deer?

Next month the deer hunting season will
open in this state. For keen, brilliant
weeks the autumn woods will be given over
to the city hunter with his high power
rife. Many states which have open sea
sons for deer have made arrangements to
impress upon all hunters the necessity of
this year every scrap of meat
that falls to their bullets. A question
which has presented itself to some Of the
woodSmen of our own mountains is
whether true conservation Of resources in
this state does not demand a closed season
for deer.
State roads and automobiles have
changed conditions in the North Woods
The deer hunters are no longer men who
take their vacations in the fall and carry
boats and packs to some remote camp,
whence to sally forth daily and scOur the
surrounding wilderness with zeal, caution
and black powder $3.50.
Now they pack a snack and a rife that
will shoot couple Of miles or 50 into the
motor car at midnight and by dawn have
arrived at their hunting ground. With a
,arelessness bred Of the ease and brevity
of the excursion they beat the surround
ing 6ush, bag a deer. or man, on nothin'
at al, as their luck runs. and yet home foi
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
To NV Best Friend

| love the wet-lipped wind that stirs the hedge
And kisses the bent flowers that dropped
for rain.
That stirs the poppy on the sun burned ledge
And like a swan dies singing, without PAIN
The golden bees go buzzing down to stain
The lilies frills and the blue harebeIl
rings,
And the sweet blackbird in the rainbow sings.
Ueep in the meadows | would sing song,
The shallow brook my tuning fork. the birds
My masters; and the boughs they hop along
Shall mark my time: but there shall be no
words
For lurking Echo's mock; an angel herds
Words that ! may not know, within, for you
Words for the faithful meet the good and
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
Songs Of the Fields
Bv Francis Lcdwidgc

The death OF Francis Ledwidge, killed IN
action on July 81 last, added another name TO
the shining list OF honor which Rupert Brooke
headed. He was an Irish peasant OF County
Meath. road scsvenger for years, ana
maker Of verses from boyhood. Lord DUN
sany early saw the great promise OF ms WORK,
him and wrote a little foreword
to the volume Songs of the Fields from
which these poems are taken. The volume is
published in this country by Duhield Co.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
Mingled Survivors

Il is Ike setting out Fer SECOND war. We
scarcely know where W are. The survivors
Of the companies which have suffered most
heavily have been distributed among the
others. they cling together, however, gad con
fusion results. BIZ men. little men, all hap
hazaId; Berquin. the huge 'alow who lowered
like column in the distance, now stands only
ten yards away from us masing us feel that
our eyes are playing Us tricks This same
relentless farsigntedness shows Us distinctly
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02

(Licotcuoni GHoudo"r ,ros in Man.
uonjyg army rbjch fought h'ack at the
gates Of Paris IN the butte Of the OWcq
That ,cos u, the first stages Of the Marine.
Bv the date Of this pa1yoiirc Foch mad
broken Hrcpgh TO the east and the 'rdoie
German line rms in re'rcqLl
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02

You can purchase merchsndis. advertised iH lhL
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suy case TIlr TRIBUNE guarantees 70 cr your mo's'
hack upon request No red tape. No amoonf we "'N'
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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02

Wednesday. Sept. 3, 1914.
The day has gone well. We were all happy
and clear-headad. We have fought good
battle. Just "a We should have turned a good
bargain or set q good table. in civil Ite' ac-
cordns to our respective trades. For the
fourth time we are on the way back to Fosso-
Martin. tattered and corn now, and bearing
every man Of US. the traces of hand-to-
hand fight with the Germans or with the
earth. A we lie here close by the corpScs OF
those soldiers from Nassau who tried TO bar
our way yesterday evening. we think OF to
morrow. when we shall spread Saxon carpet
over the earth.
Night is coming on; the regimental butch
ers are hunting a stray OK by trailing him
along the line Of trenches, which ne could not
cross. The German howitzers, one by one,
have held their tongues, only little French
field piece continuing TO use up the ammunI-
ton of its more indifferent brothers. Work
men and wounded soldiers file past under
fire of questions from the general. who can
not help showing warmer concern for the
men shot in the arm than for those with leg
wounds With our elbows on the earth
banked up before the trenches. we enjoy the
scene before US; cavalrymcn shrouded IN
their cloaks. volunteers coming up TO the
campfire to give their names for patro! duty
then heads all crimson in the blaze. Each
man Of US longs to have at his side the person
who would respond best 20 such a night: the
captain thinks Of mis- father, Drigeard Of his
old head master. Dollero Of Alfred de Nlgny
From time 20 time an alarm flashes Through
the lines on i's way from the Disc to the
Meusc. and the rfe-G!e crashes for mo-
mruf
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
SUNDAY. SEPTEMBER :. 1871;

Owned ana published daily by TIE Trbun. Asoc'ion
Nc" York Cooperation osd.a Reid President. G NNu''
kosefs Vice President q Sui,r. Treasure Azores
inoune Building i5t Nassau Stree, New Nmk 1e'e'"0Ne'
Geckmsn 5000
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02

The captain is making over mis- regiment
with SIX companies instead Of twelve. We
collect all the muster papers which some an
known soldier passing in the night. has
slipped into our hands or laid on our bodies;
we shake every fasgot, every shcaf Of wheat,
IN order that not a name may escape all
told. we remain seven hundred men, three
captains. SIX leutenants.
Rations are being distributed Ii is sour
bread they give us. made OF wheat that knew
rot the sun. We were counting on their
bringing the usual TWO thousand rations. but
the leutcnan, Of the supply convoy man
without bowels took IL for granted that death
had been busy among us. and calmly cut down
the rat.ons 20 one thousand. Here comes
Guillemard u q motor car. stright from the
lnvalides whittier he took our German flag
General Gall.eni presented him with medal
and % frame. 1t was MS first trip 20 Paris;
ne tells US tina, ne was able to see the Eifel
Tower fof az least ten kilometres on the way
back as he was sitting with his back TO .he
chaufeur He mas no news az all; he forgot
to a.. how things were going. and the gem
eral only talked to him about MS family
Next time we send flag TO Paris we shall
see 20 J., that a newspaper, At least, is brought
back TO MS.
Seven o'clock one Of the other sergcants
and ! can stand j., no longer. OF We 20. by
b.c;clc, toward the poplais tha, line the
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02
CANADIAN RATS

Er,,rrd a, the Po.once a. New york second c'1'
Msysr.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-09-02

SUBSCRIPTION RATES r, Mail ro~''se Fad 'u'
sde Of Greater New York
Patty and SUNDAY mo Is psry onIv I month y "
hsi6 and SUNDAY ss psy ou'v. months ... ~
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Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-01-09
INDIANS DENIED
PROPERTY CLAIM
U. S. SUPREME COURT FAILS TO
GIVE PoTTAWAToMlEs LAKE
FRONT LANDS THEY SUED FOR.

Washington, D. c., Jan 9.-The
claim oil he Pottawatomie In ians to
most oil the Chicago lake front and
pagticularly to lands occupied by The
Illinois Central and by he city OF
Chicago was dismissed by the sur
preme CONT late yesterday with costs
assessed aeain3t the Indians
The case was brought to trial by
John Williams. chief of the pokagon
band Of The Pottawatomie nation. and
by ether members OF his tribe who
are residents of Michigan.
The Indians claim that hey were
entitled to all lands reclaimed from
Lake Michigan since The Greenville
treaty OF Aus. ,. 1875 This would
have included not only much of the
lake front, bu, land that formerly
was an island but which is now Join
ed to the mainland
bC 'ui4st VI INT ldiN1 " tN HltHA
millions of dollars In di-missing the
ease the court did not give any rea.
sons other than that there was no
foundation for the claims OF The plain
ufrs.
The supreme court decided yester-
day the Lake Shore, tho Michigan
Central and the Chicago, Indiana and
Southern railroads are not entitled to
damages for cost of new bridges over
the Little Calumet river near Gary,
Ind, necessitated by the Calumet
drainage project
An order Of the Illinois public util-
itlns commission fixing maximum in
tersta'e coal rates. alleged to be
factor in thru interstate commerce,
was affirmed BY a supreme court rul-
ing in complaint of the Chicago,
and St. Paul railway
against poehlmann Bros. Norton
Grove, III.
Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1917-01-09
CITY PEOPLE KNOW 1T ALL
San Francisco Paper Explains (?) Why
They Are Superior to the
Simple Farmer.

We city people are sophisticated
lot. That is how we differ from the
country people. From our bahyhoods
we have been accustomed to the sight
Of things happening. The consequence
is that we are wiser and better than
any kind of people that ever lived,
says the San Francisco Bulletin, in u
satirical vein.
We have seen and experienced so
much that to the country visitor we
must seem callous. We do not stand
around and stare ut things, as country
people would, except when there is IA
dog fight, or an automobile breaks
down. or there Is Il fire alarm, or Il po-
liceman has an argument with taxi
driver. or Il paciiist with Il nilitarist,
or when political candidate or a
brand Of soap is advertised by means
of band on Il dray or when man
walks down the street with old-fash-
Toned whiskers, or pink trousers, or
without any hat on, or when founda
ton for building is being cxcayatcd,
or piles driven, OF Il street relaid, or at
any time when we may behold the re-
mariabio spectacle of hard work of any
kind being carried on in public or
when somebody else stops and stares
AT something and we aren't quite sure
what ii Is, but are certain that we
ought not t. take the risk of missing it.
But country peopie--they are always .
staring at things. This may be the re- I
suit of their limited spheres of life. /
All they ever see is things growing, /
which is a much less spectacular proc
esS than things happening. Their work
Is narrow, being nothing more than
producing food, and requiring no great
beyond a knowledge of chem
lstry, physiology, animal psychology
and familiarity with Il scanty dozen
or two Of skilled trades.