Arizona republican., 1918-04-25

flood of water, and soon the. lark with
 it's song, and the eagle with it's flight
 fall into the poisonous flood. But all
 these images are quite inadequate to explain the desolation. the devastation
 of France unon the retreat of the Ger
 mans. About forty miles north of Paris. one strikes the ruined region. Then
 hour after hour passes, while with slow
 movement and breaking heart one
 journeys 100 miles to the north and zig-
 zags 125 miles south again, through that black region. The time was when
 1t was wild land. rough, with forests filled with wolves. Then the French
 man entered the scene. He subdued all
 the wild grasses to which Julius Caesar referred in his story of his war in France; he drained the valleys, and widened the streams into canals. He enriched the fields, and made them
 wave with gold. He surrounded the
 meadows with odorous hedges, and
 banked where there had been a swamp With perfumed shrubs. Slowly he threw arches of stone across the streams and carved the bridges until they were rich ! in art, while everything made for use was carried up to ditbreaking beauty. The roof of the barn had lovely lies; the approach to the house was upon a MAI Cu iooA, iilC ilNd were SDdQSu 1 by two rows of noble trees. The stony hillside was terraced, and there the vines grew purple in the sun. How
 simple was his life. What sanctuary his little home! With what rich ern- 1 broidery of wheat and corn he covered l all the hills! He Wos prudent without
 being stingy. thrifty without being l mean. He saves against old age with 1 one hand and distributes to his chil- dren with the other
 What Hate Can Do
 And having lavished all their love
 upon the little farm house, the gran i ary and tho barn; having pruned l these grape vines with their clusters
 of white and purple, until each
 seemed like a friend, dear as that 1 miraculous picture was to Baucis and Philemon, having at last made every tree to be shapely. their little world
 was invested with affection and i beauty. Do you remember how that
 Florentine artist after his days stint was. done, toiled upon his studio,
 slowly carving the capitals, collecting a little terra cotta from Cyprus, an
 old manuscript from Athens, a lovely
 head of Appollo from Ephesus, and
 iridescent glass from Persia, with d
 Lit of old Tyrian purple lending a
 spot of flame in one corner, and a
 little mosaic from Thebes colored another. when he saw the end was
 approaching, while on visit tC
 Egypt. asked that he might be car
 ried home to die in the studio which
 he made rich with his soul. In some
 such way as that the French peas.
 ants loved their land, and then lost
 it. One morning the enemy stood al
 the gate. The farmer with his prun
 ing knife was no match for a German
 with a machine Gun. and down ht
 went under the plum tree he wa:
 pruning. The devastated regions O
 France are like unto devil world
 All the pears and plum trees hay,
 fallen over under the stroke of Ger
 man axe, and are dead and dry. Her,
 and there one sees an occasional Ire,
 where a half inch of bark remains
 and sympathizing with the peasant
 sorrow, the roots have sent d fIoot of sympathetic tears and sap ou into one little branch, amidst tn
 death of a hundred other boughs tha
 famed in May its rose and pink Q bloom. then in August gave its re, , glow of clustered food But as fo | the beautiful hridges--they have bee , dynamited. Gone all the lovely an , majestic Thirteenth Century churches Gone all the galleries for every cit l of 5000 people in Franco has 1t l quarterly exhibition of paints sent ou r ! from Paris. and some of the fines art treasures in the world have per ; ished. The land has been put back t where it was when Julius Caesar de , scribed it 1000 years ago-a wild lanc , and waste, growing with thorns an r missiles. That proclamation on wa 7 tells the whole story. Let no build t ing stand, no vine or tree. Befor : retreating, let each we'll be plentiful f polluted with corpses and with ere ] osote." The spirit was this, "sinc : we Germans cannot have this Ian, 2 no one else shall" Your eyes neye 0 saw a more exquisite bit of carvjn e for the corner of roof than tfli T a spray of myrtle leaves, carved
 stone, after the Germans had de
 stroyed the Cathedral of Arras. Loo | at this firebrand. Every Germa c company of soldiers carried one auto mobile lorry filled with these fire ' brands. with tank of gasoline hang Il ing beneath the axles. One of il D historic chateaus is that of Ayr n court, rich in noble associations II history. It was one of the building . specially covered by a clause in Il T international agreement between Ems land, Germany, France, the Unite
 States and all the civilized nation if safeguarding historic buildings. Fl = many months it was the home . Prince Eitel. the kaiser's second so e Prince Eitefs Crime
 Forced to retreat, the aged Frene
 servants, who understood the electr ' lighting and gas plant. and serve V Eitel during his occupany, when Il 2 judge and jury held the trial at Il 2 ruins of the chateau, stated tn! s they heard the German officers tel h ing Eitel that he would disgrace Il "a German name if he destroyed bull, .s ing that had no relation in war. a.r e could be of practically no aid or con # fort to the French army. and t.e wou e make his own name a name of shan d and contempt, of obloquy and SCOT h But the man would not yield. I a brought in great wagons and nov, 1t to the freight cars at the station al le solutely every object that was in t $ splendid chateau. And. having rror n ised to leave the building uninjure h he stopped his car at the entrance al ss exit gates of the ground, ran back le the historic building with can 1t oil that he had 'secreted, filled t n asbestos in this ball of perforat ,e ron, ran through the halls al 'u waited until the flames were well h progress, and then ordered his nj er to light the fuse Of a dynamite bon ID All the testimony was taken inn, s- diately afterward from aged seryar of and iron, the little children. and f IT, degeneracy revealed has not been su