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Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07

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bes 6rarleil1, belicn Sic mir bod
Sen lbDnen Softer !al1gen."
uGas berlte6e i6 ni6t."
vMber n1ei1 GROCER 9ruoer lagte
oo6 neuli6> ale Jalter fingen iid
III S6Hten NeBen."
59lau. @attin (6ie in ein
@eeba0 miu): aMd> Ilfre0, i'd
m0dte MIDI oieien CONNER 5u GER
ne nod Dir aus ser Terne iebncn!"
Gin unges s TIL n. Gait:
~Mlio 9eute gibt's NAL enolid jun
geS &ubn nit &eis"! Garal1f babe
i6 lang gelpartet!"
8trtin: vSSa, eS lit urSs aber AUDI
re6t i6mer %gefoQen, 0as alte, treue
Tier 5u i6la6ten!"
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07

usSa. l1n6 8inp fiebt f6on irnmer
cuff Die r1br, Oh es 6ern nod 111df
II l1br lit, po iein uIieber Snfel"
fommt. 6ente tpar er iebr tranr1g,
6aB Sic nidt famen!"
vgs par mir 1tnm0gli6. eS6 tpar
10 pertieft in cine Mrbeit, BOB id
fa11m n,ebr Belt batte, mild 5n Gid
suredt 51 madden. 9afiir tponte i6
iebt Dor 6em Mben6eiien gu INN. Ms
id mid BENT @irr6er5irnmer nGberte,
beaeqnete mir Grol1 &leift. Sic ftanb
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07
Maers Qber blieb babel, es lei JET
Mo MfIih4 az fhrprhpn.

Mgers ober blieb babei, es lei iet-
ne 8flidt at fpre6e1.
uDie}e Grm1 lit mei1rer beitimmten
Mmltdt na6 iiberbm1pt unfdbig al
liebe1! sic mag nit @olberS flirten
- mie iie es bel iebem Manne per-
ludJt, ser in ibr @ereih fommt aber
Tie miro ME ibren @ortbeil aufgeben
I'M elmer 6er5ensiade lpiuen. 5ie
bat iiberba11pt etpaS nnbetmlt9es
an it6.
lln6 bann beoenfen Sie bo6 Sen
pero46tigen 8ernabfi! Die grtpab=
nl11g Selnifotp's, Die meiner Mei=
m1ng 11ad - muir cine ein5ige Oen=
t11rg 5ulabt!"
vSie glaltben. -"
vesdb} bin 1rod 6er1, pas Soiepba
erlonidt bat> ~felienfeit %iiber5engt, oaB
6ron Sous er1ter Manp ni6t bon
eige1rer &ar6 erldoiien puroe!"
uMber oas tpdre ia i6refli6l"
vDadten @ie 6enn nidt glei6
Dasielbe?"
usSSo. Mber nadJber mur6e i6 mie-
Ger ire"
Scum mir fonaten Sic @ergongen=
beit ia gang a11sidei6en. 8o5u 6em
alte11 @errn o119 nod 6ielen neuer1
t96mer5 benetten? @eidebenes laBt
ii6 ni9t mie0er ungei6eben MAIDEN.
Sir bie 3uf11nft ober tparen mir,
nadbem 11rls Ger 3nfau 10 gieleS CUR
&emrtniB gebraht> nit berontmort-
1i9!!" Ct lprab 1ebr einorimgli6, falt
als bdtte er no6 einen @r1tno> BEN
ct beri dtpeigen po1te.
uMqn tptr6 Sbren gar. nibt ,glan-
BEN! 2ou miro le1gnen n110 Das
&irb, in 6em @abn, ieiner W}lttter
nidt 5u i6a0en, u1rperbridli9 idapet=
gen!"
u0arouf n1uB id es anfom11en lai=
fen. nebrigens miro ser 8aron flug
gen11g fem, meine Mittbeil1ng ni6t
an ole groBe @lode 5u bangen, font
0ern lie aIs @arn1trg betra6ten =
v@am &perben sic es ibm ia
gen?"
vMorgen fritz. l1n6 ib 5per0e i'm
Bitten, nien1ar1 = aud @arorin
6loro nidt = bobon 5n iagen. ST
mag in aner @tine beobabten u1n6
Modforidut1gen ui6er jenen berbang=
niBbonen Musflug @iuD's aniteQen."
Mlgers 3meifel batte11 g1tgenie ar1=
geitedt n1to 1ie bon 1reuem in nnrnbe
beriebt. @enn er re6t battle? 8enn
6os &in6 no6 imnrer III @efabr
tpGre?"
ginem Smpnls folgen6, begab tie
iid) nidt Street in ibr 3immer 5l1=
riid, 1onoern idli6 leiie an oie Sbllr
Ser &in6eritnbe un6 bpr6te.
Mnfongs blieb Mues %to6tenitia.
Damn uber font ibr Dor, a1s bore tie
1dtpere ie1rf5en6e Mtbem5iige nno ct
tpos tpie leil es Stobnen.
@ie 0ffnete ur6 trat ein. Die
g5ahtlampe brannte ipie immer bin=
ter ibrem griinen 2i6ti6irm, WiaD,
8iup lag rltbig 16lafen6 in @iei1re1r
Bett6e11. Sos 8ett Ser &leiit aber
apar ni6t einmal abgeoedt rn0 tie
lelbit bodfte in iebr nnbeqnemer Sage
i6lofeno a11f Der @r6e.
Gortiebung folgt.p
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07
Ser uGieblina".

uMinna," iogte Die @lrdoiGe,
~iebt baben Sic idon b;c iedite
Saiie .5erbroden, unO nod 0o5l1 Die
2ieblingstaiie meines Mdnncs -
Sic miiiien 6ieielbe %erfeben!".
9orauf cling sic brape Milu1a
in ein 8arenballS uno faufte outs
geratemobl cine Saiie> tporouf lid
sic Sni6rift befan6: ~Meinem
2ieblinq."
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07


= Gouerte. 9ome CIDER.
5enb): ,M1etn 9err, penn Sic ntbt
oufb0ren NIT Sbren &omplimenten,
nerbe i@ gar ni@t in oas 8oot etnz
itei9en!"
rMber feien sic ni@t 10 ftreng,
gndbiges 5rdulein, oarf i@ oenn ni@t
etnmal Sbren Mn5ug bepunoern2"
Dame: n@rit re@t ntht. SS44 ltebe
feline Mn5iglt9tetten.
-8etm @eiratSbermttt'
Ter. uGieler SEER Weier gefaat
mir ni9t."
Sea, ib bo6' nod anoere MeierS
2oger."
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07
St. Benedict's Academy
ct. Spieuh, GtearnS g., Mtun.

~
Cine Der beiten Mnitalte1t 5,tr b1.
beren E0dterer5iebltng inn gan3en
Nor6meiten. unterri6t in 6eut-
ider, engItider un6 fran30ftfder
5prade, 5tenograpbie, Eppe.
mriting, Budfibre1t, Meuitf, Mo.
len, &oden un6 metbltde &anb.
orbeiten. Bripat3tmmer, nit al.
Ien mo6ernen ~8equemItdfeiten
a11sgeitattet, iteben ben 3ogltnge,1
CUR 8erfiig1tng. Mit obigem Sn.
ftitute lit etne Sd1,le fir &rtaber1
bon 6 Bis IL Sabrer1 berb1t1t6er.
ACKNOWLEDGMENT tper16e man ftd an
SisterD o. Sd.
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07
@efdtigt.

@abriagerin (eine furdt
bor idmusige &arte al1sbreiteno):
v@eben Sic, ser Ser56ltbe ltegt
Sbnen our Seite,s 6as 1T SIR 5n-
ffuiinftiger 8rdl1tigaml"
lei itmdbAen (%erfreut)::
~8ie i1 mfrs geoadt babe... ut
fer Romfnfebrerl"
Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1918-02-07

@atte: u@ntideioe Did iebt,
mas ib Sir 5111A @e6urtstag f6en,
fen ion, @lpira, Sanoi6ube ODER
elm &1opier? 2ieber fauf i9 Sir
ein &lopier, benn oieies friege i6
gepumpt = Die &ano1dube m1B
ih bar be5aDlen!"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Speech In the u. s. A.

An English novelist, Mr.. Edgar Jep-
son, identifable by his best known book.
"Arsene Lupin," has some thoughts on
American poetry and American speech
in "The English Review" He doesn't
like either, and the faults of the former
he blames on the faults of the latter.
Recent United States Poetry" he calls
his criticism, and he intends all the
charge of provincialism that the phrase
conveys. Says he at his climax of jeer
against the Great Pure Republic"
Always I find the music of these effu-
slons so cheap, or poor; and this poor
music is common to the great bulk of all
the recent United States poetry I have
read. l sometimes think that this amaz-
ing lack of a sense of the beauty of
words comes from the manner in which
the language of the United States is
spoken-that monotonous drone, gener-
ally nasal, or that monotonous nasal
whine am assured that in some parts
of the United States you may still hear
musical speech; but cannot believe that
the speech of any Of these three masters
is unsteady modulated, or, indeed, modu-
lated at all How, then, should thew
begin even to write poetry?
1t is Vachel Lindsay, Edgar Lee Mas
ters and Robert Frost whose poetry Mr..
Jepson has been discussing, and we can
leave their work to its own defence.
Whatever the weakness Of form in the
new American verse (and it is consider
able), it is compensated for by the ex-
traordinary virtue Of possessing much to
say, which, Mr.. Jepson notwithstanding.
is safer foundation for any new poeti-
cal growth than all the music of the
spheres. The charge against American
speech is not so easily dismissed. The
nasal edge of Yankee speech has given
reputation to American tongues abroad
that it will take long to eradicate. It is
one OF the most conspicuous and insist
ent of American dialects.
Yet 1t is only one Of many speeches.
and numerically small in the number Of
It's users, as the English soldiers must
be finding out. There is nothing nasal
about Middle Western speech or West
Coast speech. There is a faint SUCCESS
tion of nasalty in some Southern speech.
but nothing sharp or twangy. To call
United States speech generally nasal is
like suggesting that Englishmen gener-
ally drop their his.
What Of the monotonous drone or
whine which Mr.. Jepson thinks he hears
in American speech? Here, we think, is
only plain insular stupidity. unable to
Judge fairly anv allan snoorh Auo~;.,r.
do lack the peculiar wide ranging chant
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
of so many English tongues, but there

of so many English tongues, but there
can surely be dispute as to which is
the more monotonous, the reiterated up
and down infections of English speech,
regardless Of meaning, or the aatter, yet
more vigorous and significant, infections
of the American voice. Our voices do
lack range and color. Let us hope we
can some day make them more beautiful
and flexible without falling into the
monotony of English sing song.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
A Week of Verse
Regent Street
(From The English Revieo)

(From The English Revie'o)
Alas! that this was yesterday!
The vision fades, the flowers decay
Time ineluctable, devours
The consecrated lambert hours,
The fleet embrace, the gay meetings,
fingered farewells and joyous greetings,
The touch of you, the dear duress
Of locked arms round your slendcrness-
All! London's lure and rapture's way,
The miracle of yesterday
Louder the claimant buglcs shrill
From hidden camps beyond the hill
To-day fades to drear tomorrow,
A days love to days SORROW
Paid is the fddler-closed the dance
Tomorrow go back to France. =
Yet Spring that comes again in grace
Will haunt me with your how'r-like face,
No color Of her iris glows
But speaks your body's white and rose,
No sound of all her sounds but sings
Of little lost, heart-breaking things
She will awaken with wind and dew
Desire Of the swift, clear pose of you
Your dryad's shape, as forth you Jared,
The misty-eyed, the dusky-haired,
Elusive, lily-sender, sweet,
To dance your way down Regent Street.
In this ifes riddle, heart Of mine,
Which is the pang, which anodyne?
Does peace dwell fragrant in your breast
Or yonder in the guns unrest,
Where crescent fire shall cast out fire
And bitter chalce Stake desire?
Is healing on your dewy lips
Or where the iron blizzard rips,
And young blood blackens and grows cold,
And young mouths shrivel in the mould;
Where war, the bloody hell-hag, sits
Clawing the fields to filthy pits,
And old men blow with wheezy breath
The twin bubbles of life and death?
Is Gods will in your innocence
Or battles foul ncontinence?
l know not--but know smile
Pays for dolour once a while
A candle-light for funeral,
A dance for fiddle-death for all
days love for long days sorrow
And I go back to France to -morrow.
MAJOR L. NJ HASTINGS.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
The Exception

From The Westminster Gosettc)
| shall make beauty out of many things:
Lights, colors, motions, sky and earth and
sea,
The soft unbosoming of all the springs
Which that inscrutabe hand allows to me
Odorous flowers, sounds of smitten strings.
The voice Of many a wind in MANY a tree
Fields, rivers, moors. swift feet and floating
wings,
Rocks, caves and hills that stand and
clouds that flee.
Men also and women, beautiful and dear.
Shall come and pass and leave fragrant
breath;
And my own heart, laughter and pain and
fear;
And the majesties of evil and Of death:
But never, never shall my verses trace
The loneliness of your most lovely face
j. C. SQUIRE.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
The French Way With Traitors
Sketches made at the "Bonmet Rouge" a for Jowmn
By Fred B. Pitney

AVING once started on the work
France is cleaning up her traitors
rapidly and efficiently. Bolo Pacha
has been shot. the Bonnet Rouge Gang"
has been sentenced, and the stage is now
clear for the trial of Joseph Caillaux, ex-
Premier.
Bolo Pacha was a spectacular adventurer,
but the Bonnet Rouge Gang" were a sordid
lot. They were the poor tools in bigger
game and themselves played for small
stakes, that, perhaps, looked huge to them.
One Of them, Duval, the director of the de-
fcatist paper, has been sentenced to suffer
the death penalty. The others received
prison sentences ranging from two to ten
years.
Between the Bolo affair and the Callaux
case to come the Bonnet Rouge" trial was
like trench raid in an interval of calm
between two big battles. The Bolo trial
was passionate, moving and fertile in the
unexpected 1t was a wonderfully built
melodrama filled with striking situations.
Bolo was an excellent leading part--a
traitor of the grand school.
The Bonnet Rouge" affair resembled a
comedy Of manners played by mediocre act
ors before blase audience. Duval had a
certain style and his diction was good, but
he lacked the elegance of line, the shades
of expression, the disdainful smile and the
sinister glance of Bolo. He a good
second-rate actor, and that was the best
that could be said for him.
His support was on a still lower level
Landau was a bstrot intellectual. Re-
dresser of wrongs, defender of the weak, al
ways at the disposition of noble cause
that was his pose. Culture and love were
his passions, his pen and his talent his
means of existence. They brought him
eight years at hard labor
Leymarie was of another type. The friend
and intimate of Malvy and ex-chief of the
secret service, long years of life the most
Partisan of Parisians had not lifted from
him the weight of his peasant extraction.
He was heavy, square and slow, supporting
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Greece Arrives

The brilliant victory of Greek troops
on the Struma front in Macedonia has
more than local military significance.
1t is the first striking evidence of the
entry into the war of the Greek people,
now reunited and recommitted to policy
which accords with Greek national aspi-
rations and interests.
Constantines perfidy was very costly,
both to Greece and to the Allies. He be-
trayed his people to their natural enc
mics. He broke the alliance with Serbia
and deserted the Serbians in their hour
of need. He took service with Germany
and under German orders entered into
covert relations with the Bulgarian the
Greeks deadliest foe. He surrendered
Greek forts and territory to Gar Ferdi-
nand and sent Greek troops into intern
ment in Germany. He did everything he
could in fact, to block Grccian ambitions
and to sign away the advantages which
Greece had reaped from the two Balkan
wars.
The Allies foolishly temporized with
him while he poisoned the mind of his
people. They tolerated HIM even after
Venizelos had set up rival government
friendly to them 1t was another Balkan
diplomatic tragedy in that it practically
frustrated the purpose Of the Salonica
expedition and left Sarrail helpless to save
Serbia or to cooperate, later, with Ru-
mania.
Since Constantine's deposition Greek
policy has drifted back into natural
channels. Her people know that Ger
man victory will cost them Macedonia.
For either Bulgaria will take Salonica
or Austria Hungary will take it. Ger
many will retain control of the Eastern
route through the Danube and the Black
Sea. If the Central Alliance wins
Greece will be elbowed off the map in
the Levant
The Greeks are therefore fighting
their own battle. Their army has been
reorganized and recruited up to a
strength of over 10000. The Venizelos
government had already furnished about
10000 volunteers. The prospect is that
Greece will have at least 100000 men In
the field this summer. Her contingent
will eventually become the strongest
and most active element in the Salonica
army.
The Greeks are good soldiers. They
outclassed the Turks in the First Balkan
War and the Bulgars in the second.
Their victory on the Struma shows that
they retain complete confidence in their
ability to cope with the Bulgarians.
The war cannot now be decided in the
East. But it is encouraging to the Allies
to know that another nation, vigorous and
capable, and with untouched man power,
is arriving on the Salonica line.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Youth S Own
(Fron, To ddy)

(Fron TODAY
Out of the fields I see them pass,
Youths own battalion
Like moonlight ghosting over grass
To dark oblivion.
They have wintry march to go
Bugle and fe and drum!
With music softer than the snow
Flakes furrying they come!
They have bivouac to keep
Out on a starry heath
To fling them down, and sleep and sleep
Beyond revelly-Death
Since Youth has vanished from our ewes.
Who, living, glad can DO?
Who will be grieving, when he dies,
And leaves this Calvary?
JOHN GAISWORTHY.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Glimpses

wv lTH AMERICAN FORCES FORM
w ING PORTION FRENCH ARMY
IN PICARDY, May 10, 191S.-Shell
fire is freakish stuff and it's all matter
of luck providence whether you get hit
or not.
The other night colonel, major and two
others were recommending party,
Shells were dropping here and there in
fiocks. There way to tell where the
next flock would drop Nevertheless. every-
body felt better when on the move
Wait minute" said the colonel; ~
want to light cigarette" He carried one
of those rope briquets thkt sometimes
light on the first spark and sometimes
not. 1t wasn't working we'll and it took
the colonel about two minutes to light
up Meantime everybody shifted from one
foot to another and was anxious to get
started When the party started, she'll
barrage from the German guns plastered
the path about $50 yards ahead. The
faulty briquet saved the party, and that.
said the major, was nothing but luck or,
more likely, providence
There is q certain dugout in certain
place in Picardy. "This is good dugout
If a she'll doesn't make a direct hit on
the roof" suggested a young New Jer-
ability of a direct hit he moved himself
and his men to deeper and better dugout
The same night a wandering shell came
along and smashed a nest hole right
through the roof of the abandoned dug
out. The next morning the young lieu
tenant visited the place, found the hole and
the she'll on the floor. 1t had been a
"dud" that didn't explode, but if it had
no one would probably have been hurt,
hat
OF the freaks of she'll fire.
There isn't an ammunition wagon driver
on the front from Picardy to Switzerland.
Or those sectors held by Americans. who
doesn't hate to drive mixture of horses
and mules to his wagon. AS war supersti-
ton goes. it isn't lucky. Here is an in
cldent which would seem to bear out the
theory:
One night driver was ordered by HIS
officer to drive a mule and two horses
10 his wagon instead of three mules as
usual. The trip went we'll until the wagon
came to rather unhealthy road. Two
ammunition helpers were ACCOMMODATING
the driver Along came one of those shells
that wander over the country aimlessly
looking TOR mixtures Of horses and mules
on ammunition wagons. Now, nothing would
convince that driver or his two compan-
ions That mixtures of quadrupeds aren't
unlucky All three "euads" are buried in
a lonely grave to- day
There are men who travel dangerous
routes who will insist that they are chased
by shells. This is one of the many varie-
ties of shell freaks. An officer on horse
the other day under she'll fire at seven
different places where shells had not fallen
before during the day.
dispatch carrier went for two days
without being in the vicinity of shelf
bursts and had just congratulated him-l
self when ten enemy missiles Atty yards
away answered the thought "rhc next
time l make any boasts Pm going to ba
near wood and knock it quick" said The )
dispatch rider.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
The Child in the House
(From scribners Magasine)

(Fronl Scrbner's Magasine)
When from the tower, like some big flower
The bell drops petals of the hour,
That says OTIS getting late";
For nothing else on earth l care,
But wash my face and comb my hair,
And hurry out to meet him there,
My father at the gate.
It's-oh, how slow the hours go!
How hard it is to wait!
TILL drawing near, his steps hear,
And up he grabs me, lifts me clear
Above the garden gate.
When curved and white, bugle bright,
The moon makes magic of the night,
fairy trumpet blowing:
To me this seems the very best
To kiss good night and be undressed.
And held against my mothers breast,
Like snow outside that's blowing.
It's-oh how fast the time goes past!
How quick the moments leap!
Till mother lays me down and sings
song, and, dreaming many things,
She leaves me fast asleep.
MADISON CAWEIN.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Launcelot in Jersey

Persons who set out on foot to reach a
particular place or to lose weight or, in
fact, any of the vast number of rational
pedestrians, must be set down as walk
ers. But they are not of the elect They
carry watches and maps, and pause to
study sign posts. Sometimes they get in
a fiutter and wonder whether or no they
are on the right road-as if the wrong
road were not ever so much more pleas
ant in nine cases out of ten.
Launcelot, when he went an Grant
ing, was not like that. Of course, in
some matters, he carried his disregard
for the conventions too far. We have
never felt that his assertion as to the in
compatibility of Arthur and Guinevere
was sufficient defence. But as IAN ad-
venturer along roads and paths he might
we'll serve as a model for US all. He
knew that there were castles and
dragons and foemen worthy of his at
tention on the roads which led to the left
as we'll as to the right. Nobody had
ever mapped out the exact location of
damsels in distress. He chose as his
mood moved him. And even if he found
not damsel or an ogre or a contentious
knight, he had no complaint. He real
lied that even fruitless quests kept him
out in the open air. And there were
always other days.
Certain conventions are not to be
evaded by the wanderer of to-day. I'm
fortunately, if he gets a Staten Island
ferry, his landing point is pre-deter
mined. There should be a municipal
ferry starting at nameless point at an
indefinite time, commanded by an incom-
petent and erratic skipper. Civic re-
form is so slow that we may not expect
the fulfilment of any such plan in orr
time.
But once upon the shores of JERSEY or
Staten Island the world lies open to the
walker. He need never encounter the
same giant two days running or pass
any given castle twice in a week. And
in fact, he will be much happier if he
concentrates on no one distressed damsel
lie can never tell just what will happen
to him when he throws caution aside and
sets out blindly without regard to beaten
tracks. There's no foreseeing in what
far country he may find himself when
the call to go back overpowers the quest
ing spirit.
he may be in Stapleton or Hacken-
sack or Englewood. But to the true
walker the beginning and the end of
Journeys are nothing. He seeks onlv
that which lies between.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02
Impressions

(From Recdys Mirror
An old dog used to lie outside the gate.
patiently;
And always his eyes would follow passcrs-
by beseechingly
Even after they had gone on their way,
ignoring him.
He was waiting for some one to open the
gate.
And knew man who used to look at his
wife anxiously,
Seeking in thousand ways to anticipate
her wishes,
And hoping that perhaps after while she
would have friendly word for him.
LOUIS DODGE.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02

General N" Such was the brave namd
adopted by Goldsky to conceal his own pits
full personality, when he wrote military
criticisms in the Bonnet Rouge" and att
tackled the high command.
They were pitiful lot, poor, weak tools
of a master who used them remorselessly
and deserted them shameless!y.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02

with phlegmatic calm the rude shock Of the
accusation of dealing with the enemy in
time of war. But the sentence broke him.
Evidently, he had still believed in the
power of those he had trusted and followed,
thought they could still save him the pen
atty of his misdeeds. Two years in prison
was the reward of his faith,
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-02

For when the government unmade their
decision to conscript the clergy, the clergy
decided to conscript themselves. What
PROPOSE" wrote the Bishop of London to
his clergy, "is that we make precisely the
same contribution, Of our own free will, to
the man power of the nation from this do
cese that we should have made by compul
sion under the bill" And he proceeds to
detail his part in the plan, adopted in coun-
Gil by the Diocesan Bishops of England and
Wales, to maintain one priest for each par