Evening star., 1918-01-13
HOW JAZZ GOT BY
THE BRITISH CENSOR
Typical Billy Goat Evades Law
and Goes to France ,
as Mascot.
ATLANTIC CITY, =. J,
BY e. PERCY NOEL,

Correspondence OF The Sunday Star
and the Chicago Daily News.)
AT AN AMERICAN AIR POST IN
FRANCE, December 1s.-From the c.
o. down to Fuzzy, who would rather
have stood court martial. no one
wanted to leave Jazz behind. So
there was no end of indignation when
the order arrived at a certain Amerd-
can port that no animal (unless usefuO
could go to France with the squadron.
Jazz. being only a tender-heartsd
billy goat, could not claim exemption
from remaining in the U. s. A.. for. a.
everybody agreed, he was no earthly
use. But Jazz did go aboard the
transport, and later an English rail-
way train, then another ship and finally
French train until he arrived with
the squadron at Americas biggest air
post in France. There I saw him to.
day. appreciatively licking devoted
FuZzys hand.
It is not difficult to guess that Jaxx.
which may or may not be his real
name. is the mascot of 'tX" squadron
whom pilots and mechanics alike ac-
training camp back home. This office
he had performed with exceptional skill
from the day Fuzzy had permitted him
to butt in" at the mechanics mess.
Fuzzy and some of his pals slipped
the goat into sack and laid him down
among the cold storage meat and when
the time came helped to load the ship,
taking care that the sack of live goat
did not get into the refrigerator. When
the ship was well ont to sea the sac'z
was opened and Jazz crawled out
blinking.
Iazz Uec porfur,ad
Even then Fuzzy was cautious. For
the first days he did not permit the
animal to promenade indiscriminately,
bings, followed with perfume. toilet
water and talcum powder So when
Jazz was really discovered he smelled,
but more like a barber shop than a
goat The ships officers appreciated
the joke and SO did every one else. and
soon Jazz became a favorite on deck.
Repeatedly shampooed and perfumed,
wearing a life preserver, he moved
about like good sailor. But there
were less joyful days ahead of him.
He did not exactly set foot on Eng
lish soil like his friends. He went
ashore at an uncomfortable port in a
kit bag. In this he lay with the other
bags. surrounded by screen of men,
his goat way. but before he had uttered
a full syllable his friends set up q
cheer which drowned his voice.
This happened again and again. The
first time British transport officers at
the port politely disregarded the
Americans demonstrations, but after
the third time one of them exclaimedf
"Extraordinary! these Americans.
Wonderful spirit"
And a little later. when the men
to annihilate the voice of jazz, an
elderly British colonel came over to
inquire of a young American ofioar
what it was all about
Cheers for the Colonel.
IT say" he said. Splendid lungs you
chaps have. But really"
"Hurrah."
But. really don't understand-
'Hurrah,"
what it's all about. Would you
"Hurrah"
"Oh, that's just their way" explained
the American, anxious to keep JaxB
hidden under his camoufiage OF en-
Always cheering aboue
Shall l stop it?"
NO, indeed. ! think it's spIendfd.~
So the protestations of jazz were
drowned out and he was carried nfcsly
INTO goods van" with the kit bars
and transferred to another British saa.
ort. After that there was no trou-
Die, and now he is in France findfnR
TN cans with a French label as pala.
table as the American kind