Arizona republican., 1918-09-04

I stayed. But you know Fritzie came up." he answered.
 So our taste for water with our meals. wllch is Americas choicest privilege passed. Henry could drink the coffee, but it didn't taste good to me. The brackish red wine they served With the army ration tasted like d- lcle5 vinegar and looked like pokeb ar- ry ink. It seemed only good to put in our fountain pens. A tablespoonful would last me all day. Our weeks trip ended at Monter- -en-Der. where there was a hotel and an Ambulance corps unit that had been over to visit the American troops and had brought bach from the commissary department much loot. Among other things was water bottled water, pure unfermented water. And when we sat at table they brought me bottle
 An Aqueous Debauch
 Try going seven days on pokeberry ink and boiled coffee yourself and note the reaction. Your veins will be cry your stomach will crackle as it grinds the food. The water in that bottle, a quart bottle, evaporated. They brought another. It disappeared. They brought o ttiiI VI. lt III tllt liOttl WEI - attracted by the sight. No Frenchman ever drinks water with his meals. and the spectacle of this American souSing himself with water while he ate was a rare right. The walters gathered in the l corner to watch me. Henry saw them and motiOned toward me, and tapped l his forehead. They went and brought other walters and men from the bar He was q rare bird; this American go- ing On big drunk on water. So they peered in doors. through windows and stood in the diningroom corners tc watch the fourth bottle go down. And when at the end of the meal the Amer ican rose. and walked through the crowd, they made way for him. A des- perate man at least commands respect whatever his delusion may be.
 And that night we left the Frenci front and nosed our car toward Paris
 The Uniforms at Last
 There we made preparations to go tC the headquarters of the American ar my. In Paris also we got into our new regulation Red Cross uniforms. Eve since man first pinned buffalo tail |, the back of his belt and stuck a roos ter feather in his matted hair, he ha Octlt piOuu Oi HIS CeA Ndlll, expresses itself most gorgeously in uniform, and when they put Henry an, me into uniforms, even carefully fc pressed Red Cross uniforms, open a the neck and with blue dabs on ou coat lapels to distinguis us from tn first class fighting man." we were $ proud that often five or six consecu tive minutes passed when we Weren' afraid of what our wives would sd about the SPA each had spent for tn togs. At times our attitude toward ou wives was not unlike that of drunke rabbits hunting brazenly for the dogs But when we slipped into citize clothes, sobriety and remorse covere US. and we shook sad heads. We wor the uniforms little about Paris: for nd sam Browne belts kept us returnin salutes until our arms hurt The couldn't break me of the habit of sl lutlnS with newspaper or a packag or pencil in my hand. And my retur of the interminable round of salute from French. British. and Italian sol diers who throng Paris, probably in suicidal unbeknownst to me hun dreds of our allies. and made theI sheer at our flag. So it seemed be> for us to wear these uniforms onl where soldiers congregatcd who wou' know us for the gawks that we wer and forgive us our military trespasse Then Q real day came when our Re