Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1918-11-15
"0utwitting the Hun
BY Pat 'Brien

rEUlu my pihCc OI COuCeuIueut IrS
gently saw huge carts being pushed
through the streets gathering potato
peelings, refuse Of cabbage and similar
food remnants. which. In America. are
considered garbage and destroyed. In
Belgium they were using this 'gar-
bage" to make their bread out OF, and
while the idea may sound revolving to
rs, the fact Is that the Germans have
brought these things down to such
science that the bread they make this
way is really very good to eat. know
II would have been like cake to me
when was In need Of food: indeed !
would have eaten the garbage" d.
rect. let alone the bread.
Although. as I have said. I suffered
greatly from hunger while occupying
this house, there were one or two
things I observed through the keyhole
or from the windows which made me
laugh. and some OF the Incidents that
occurred during my voluntary lmpris-
onment were really funny.
From the keyhole could see, for In
stance. a shop window on the other
side Of the street, several houses down
the block. All day long German sol.
diers would be passing In front Of the
house and / noticed that practically
every one Of them would stop In front
Of this store window and look In. Oc-
casionally a soldier on duty bent would
hurry past, but think nine out Of ten
Of them were sufficiently interested to
spend at least a minute, and some Of
them three or four minutes gazing at
whatever was being exhibited in that
window. although I noticed that II
failed to attract the Belgians.
have a considerable streak Of curl.
osity in me, and I couldn't help won
dering what it could be in that window
which almost without exception
seemed to interest German soldiers but
failed to hold the Belgians. and after
conjuring my brains for while on the
problem / came to the conclusion that
the shop must have been book-shop
and the window contained German
magazines, which, naturally enough,
would be Of the greatest interest to
the Germans but of none to the Bel
CLANS.
At any rate I resolved that as soon as
night came would go out and In
vestigate the window. When I got the
answer laughed so loud that / was
afraid for the moment must have at
tracted the attention Of the neighbors.
but I couldn't help 1t. The window
was filled with huge quantities Of
sausagei The store was a butcher
shop and one Of the principal things
they sold apparently was sausage. The
display they made. although 1t con-
sisted merely of sausages piled in the
window, certainly had plenty Of pull
ing' power. 1t pulled" nine Ger
mans out of ten out of their course and
Indirectly pulled" me right across the
street The idea Of those Germans be-
ing so interested In that window dis.
play as to stand in front Of the win
dow for two, three or four minutes at
llucs uOWcfeFp certainly seelucu
funny to me, and when got back to
the house / sat at the keyhole again
and found Just as much interest as
before In watching the Germans stop
In their tracks when they reached the
window, even though was now aware
what the attraction was.
One Of my chief occupations during
these days was catching flies. would
catch fly, put him In spiders web
(there were plenty Of them in the old
house), and sit down for the spider to
come down and get him. But always /
pictured myself in the same predica-
ment and rescued the fly Just as the
spider was about to grab him. Several
times when things were dull was
tempted to see the tragedy through,
but perhaps the same Providence that
guided me safely through all perils
was guarding, too, the destiny Of those
files, for / always weakened and the
flies never did suffer from my lust for