Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-11-04
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|CONGRESSMANAND
MAYOR CHASE HUNS
Two Fighting Americans Who
Did Battle on the
Meuse.
JOYOUS SIDE OF WAR

BY HERBERT COREY.

BY HERBERT COREY.
WITH THE 1sr AMERICAN ARMY.
ON THE MEUSE, October lot
was a sort Of old home week in the
midst of what may develop into the
greatest American battle Of the war.
was rambling along road that was
very crowded, very muddy and very
noisy, when some one rode up behind
on an imposing horse.
Get out Of the described and extra
illustrated way" said this person. "or
I'll roll this Indicated truck right over
you. Haven't you got a damn bit OF
sense?"
So then I turned around and rec
ognized Ralph Cole, who used to be
a congressman in Ohio, and whose tai
ents as a public speaker were more
mellifiuous when I used to hear him
charm large assemblages. I forgave
him right away, though, partly be-
cause he said he'd consider 1t a per-
sonal favor if I did, and partly be-
cause it seemed to me that major
of the Army, acting as a traffic squad
on that sort of a road, was entitled to
a. whole lot of liberty in language:
I also determined to keep out OF
| Mai. Coles roads when he is en-
gagged in furthering a battle by SHOW
| ing trucks and wagons and dough-
boys and grub and ammunition and
water and ambulances over them.
Next time he may get really earnest.
Fine Lot Of M. P.'s.
II had just built up the finest lot
of military policemen" said this
l fDv. Av,
| most enthusiastic soldier. that this
| mans army has ever had-and what
did they do to me?'
didn't know what they had done
to him:
bunch Of M. P.'s and handled all the
and never turned a hair. They were
perfect-perfect, I tell you"
Anyhow. they had not all been
taken away. Maj: Cole admitted
ing OF J. S. Shelter of Columbus
Shelter wanted to know why he could
not send his trucks forward with grub
He said his men must be hungry by
this time, and they were away-hell'
wards yonder, and if the truck-drivers
were not afraid of shell fire and they
were needed up there. why in the name
of Gen. John, Hancock could he moi
send them forward. He wanted vic
know, he said, bitterly. He wanted
to know if any thought those men VI
mess of goldfish every time they 'got
hungry.
| So Cole placated him by talking
about the way the men had gone for
ward that morning-the morning OF
September 26, when the fight began or
"1~ hot ~
men were all green at the game, anc
| that this was the first time they hao
lever been in a real fight, but shucks-
Felt>a Bit Proud.
m never felt so proud 81 being an
American as I am today" said he
There isn't an army on Gods earth
that can whip these men. You should
see the light In their eyes, and the
confident. earnest. courageous way In
which they tackle their job. The
ahead Of us, and they can go through
any line the Germans ever held. They
are intelligent, that's why, and ambi-
| tious and young and strong
| Then Shelter began to speak again,
and I dived into a dugout, because
there were sounds in the air that were
annoying, and there was Capt B. E.
Robinson of 3119 Imperial street. Gin
cinnati He was also dissatisfied with
| the particular vista he was peering
down at the moment Up yonder there
was a lot of nice fighting. and noises
and shells and machine guns and oc-
casionally the tumultuous thump of a
minenwerfer dropping one of it's fly
| ing mines-and here was he away
back in a dugout looking over a LOT
of papers. It did not seem that he was
SO far back that he need IVORY. partic-
ularly in view Of happenings reported
i from outside. but he did worry. Not
| that he put his worry in the form OF
a kick. He was kind of sad and sweet
about it.
II don't get a chance to see a. thing
back here" said he "But'-hopeful-
ly-''maybe ], can trade jobs with some
one for day or two after the novelty
/ has worn on.
Streams of Prisoners.
At the Y Of the crossroads two
ons sere an Dorh
one from the south, fact confusing
to the civilian mind and only dimly
comprehended when various twisting
roads were pointed out on the large
scale map. At the 7 the two streams
bird cage, where the patches of pris-
oners were kept until enough had
been gathered to make it worth while
sending them on to the bullpen in
the rear. A tall man was traffic-cop-
ping at the Y. When he saw us he
emitted a loud cry:
1.-THE greatest day Of my life" said
he 1T went over the top with the boys
this morning. and this afternoon
got word that I had been nominated
for the state senate without opposi-
ton"
The tan man was Tom Jones, mayor
of Middleport. He no doubt firmly be-
lieves that he told US all about the
mornings adventure, when he whoop-
ed out Of the trenches with the boys
Of his company and rushed the Ger