The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1918-08-31
Women Hero Worshipers "Plurnb
Flabbergast" Our Dough-
boys in Paris.
MIGHTY POOR MATINEE IDOLS
But Can They Fiohtf oh, Boy, vsu
Can't Stop Them-Ask the
Major, He knows-Aiss
About the Marines.
BY RICHARD HENRY LITTLE,

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c. A. Service on A~tlantc.)
New York.-American soldiers arr
grand fighters but very poor matinee
Idols. When women spring from theiI
seats In the sidewalk cafes In Paris
and thrust flowers In their hands,
they look as ashamed as q dog caught
stealing eggs
The most awful suffering I saw IN
Paris was the case Of O big husky from
an infantry outfit. A lady Of great
distinction had stopped her machine
In the middle Of the street while the
soldier IA crossing. and. leaning out.
had Enthusiastically tied a bright pink
ribbon around his neck. Amidst much
rejoicing from the assembled French
spectators the lady went her way and
the big soldier looked as IL he was just
about to choke to death. although IL
was O very thin ribbon and loosely
tied. / saw him an hour later and he
still wor the ribbon and had turned
deathly pale and was evidently In
terrible pain.
Tho Captains Orders.
Listen" said the Infantry husky 10
a hoarse whisper, "the captain saA
We was to receive any compliments
given us by the French with a smile
and show 'em we appreciated It and
not hurt their feelings by ditching L.
but II / have to wear this pink ribbon
around me neck for another hour I'll
go nuts and bite myself In the leg. For
the love Of Mike do something"
I removed the ribbon from the SUI.
fering soldiers neck and after q while
he grew calm and quite rational and
he told me some stories Of the front
regarding the FIRST assault Of the Amer
leans against Chateau Thierry.
"They can't hold US guys" he said.
when we git started we jest keep
goin'. all anybody says Is Jest kill
'em, kill 'em, and o boy. you ought
to see our lads go to It'll
There at Chatty Teery the officers
were making an awful boiler about
the boys running too fast and ducking
right through the barrage and not
paying attention to nothing except
speartn' Boches. Our colonel came
over before we started and he was
much particular-like In pointing out a
bunch Of rocks where he wanted our
battalion TO halt
-The major said all right, that he
would stop his four companies right
on the line Of them rocks. and then
we started. We got 1t right in the
nose. from every Dutch gun in front
Of us. but the boys jest yelled and
laughed and away they went. Say.
they didn't pay no more attention to
the major when we came to them
rocks than II he hadn't been there ut
ell.
II went back to give him . mes
sage from my captain and he was
standing by the rocks and up came
the colonel and the colonel gave the
major blinking he'll for not stopping
the battalion where he said. and the
major was madden n q hornet. and he
double damned the colonel right back
again and he said; How the cruel.
fed damnation could I stop them
crazy. wiid-eyed o a Of perdit1ons II
that hog.fnced crown prince and his
whole damnsty damn Dutch army
couldn't stop 'em. what thu h- cOulf
I dor"
And Thsss haastAsa
asked him II tha marines wert
good fighters
Good fghtersr' the soldier said
"say. every time I SEQ q marine
want to go up and give him q kiss
IF they W get started again the.
will never stop till they get to Ber
lin. Now. you listen to me, I know
Say. do you know what I saw then
marines dor
"They had taken three trenches an
was stopping In the third to Ill thei
pockets with grenades and bombs b,
fore tackling the next trench tina
was chuck-full OF Boches. The Dutc
was using mustard gas and we was a
wearing our masks. The srenades WI
passed around.
@The marines flled their poke,
and hung 'em on their belts and the
they seemed to decide that they neet
ed more for the job than what the
had, SO what did those crazy nuts d
but whip OF their gas masks and a
'em up with grenades and then. carr,
ing their masks like they was marke
baskets. up they jumped and dow
they comes on the Dutch In the nes
trench all spraddied out. and the
bombed 'em till there wasn't nothin
but Jest grease spots left.
"Oh. you marines. boys. my hat |
certainly on to you"
And likewise yoa infaatxy ara 70