Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-06-20
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other things not written in the book
of nature.
Meanwhile, it is fair and pleasant
in France during this time between
battles, and one forgets some of the
grimmer side of the business when
one sees the British in the camps
behind the lines under the full foliage
of the trees or watering their horses
by streams where many flowers grow
In the tall grass or taking rest on
march in the forests, where the sun
light is getting down the glades.
British. French and American SOL
diers are wonderfully intermingled
now, so that one finds three Allies in
the same village ana on the same
road and seated at table in the same
wayside inns.
Americans Attract Attention
Most inquisitive eyes are for the Amar-
leans, who are the latest types to enter
this arena where the battles of the
WORLDS destiny are being fought, The
intonation of their voices is a new noto
in the villages through which one nassee
ana there iS.a sense of a new chapter
of history having been opened when on.
asks the way from one of their traffic
men or gets salute in American stvle
| OF meets a column of lads on the n,r,,
with long packs down the middle of their
backs and ragtme tune on their Iins
They are coming now in a steady flow
| which laps over wide tracts of the conn.
| try. where for three years the new British
armies were billeted and encamped on
their way to the fighting lines. This
visible proof of big numbers these
| crowds of tall lads who come camnipr
| through France, the vanguard Of greater
armies. make one feel 50 r. from the
horrible menace that has always
/ sprawled over France since August of
! 1914. and in them is ne hope that what
/ ever may happen ip danger or in tragedy
/ the worst of all can never happen now
SO yesterda'' 1t was good to get into
the middle o. the moving tide of the
American loops and see it break and
trickle in.o the many little hamlets Of
, France where there We're regimentaI or
/ battalion or company headquarters. II
was good to hear the tramp Of all these
f.et. to see these pa ssing waves of
! lean. bronzcd faces; to crawl carefully
! in ones car through an avenue of Amer
lean boys lying on each side of the for
! est track sleeping or smoking a little
before the next stage of the march
Big Adventure to Americans
Romance has gone from our army "a
long time ago. These scenes of war
have become too familiar to the British
for any sense of romance. and most of
the British are realists. to whom the ad-
venture of war has become routine and
boredom between hours of abominablc
danger. but to American soldiers it II
all new and wonderful adventure and
those who are stale to this aspect Of
things find new interest in these fa-
miliar surroundings because of the nov.
city of it all to the newcomers.
I So / was somewhat thrilled yesterday
/ when ! found American soldiers fixing
up the headquarters of regiment in a
| little old chateau of France. 1t was
queer to see them there, and the very
shape of their packs and their baggage
dumped down below the steps. their un-
I conventional method of shaking down
! into new quarters, the staff officers who
collected I'm a group and discussed the
! problem of transport which limits their
baggage to a third of their des,res-it
was all refreshing. as though one had
! grown little younger, for all these men
are four years younger in war than the
I British, and 1t seems a wonderful youth
to them
| The look of the French village. the
FIRST sight of strafed town. the little
ways of the French peasants and the
broken English Of the French children
are noval and amusing. and they find
huge entertainment in every incident o.