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New-York tribune., 1918-03-15

ago we might almost have talked
her out of Belgium; we could GER
talnly have talked her out of north
ern France. Today the situation is
different. She is facing West with
cut any enemy on her Eastern
front. She can sit on her conquests
in Belgium and France and defy
us to put her out.
TF by talking we could go back
H. to the. boundaries Of 1914,
swapping German colonies and
spheres of influence for German
conquests in Europe. that would
be indeed peace without victory,
but IT would be at least peace with
victory for no one, not even Ger
many. But there is no chance of
any such negotiated peace in the
year 1918. The best we could pos
sibly do would be to get back Bel
gium and northern France in re-
turn for Germany's lost colonies.
Then Germany comes out of the
war with all she possessed before,
plus conquests on her Eastern
front as great in extent as all Prus-
New-York tribune., 1918-03-15


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New-York tribune., 1918-03-15

war is not always the most profitable
way Of settling differences. Germany's
Russian policy has played the game
brilliantly for Great Britain and the
United States. In the same way Ger
many has increased Hollands debt of
gratitude to Great Britain.
New-York tribune., 1918-03-15
Prince LUof Arrested
On the Northern Front

PETROGRAD, March 14.-The Rus
san Telegraph Agency announces that
,ae former Russian Premier, Prince
LscS, has been arrested By the COM
mander Of the northern front.
New-York tribune., 1918-03-15

pen lii Germany simply because the
people are cowed by discipline;
they do not happen mainly because
the people arc extremely well cared
tor under the German system, much
better than under our own system.
y
THE METROPOLITAN still
= believes in democracy, and be-
lieves that we can beat Germany.
But we cannot do it by talking and
we cannot do it this year. In spite
Of Mr.. Bakers million and a half
men we can give very small mill
tary aid to the Allies this year.
Nor can we starve Germany out.
II that were ever possible II is
hardly conceivable now that Eus-
s;a is open to cultivation and or
ganlzation. But wars are NOT rec
essarily won by starvation and they
are never won by talk. They are
won by the brutal process of kill-
ing. Today France and England
can kill about as effectively as the
Germans, perhaps more so. And
the forces are roughly equal now
that P,,ccio &c o1~,,~1o%e1.. 1.,A .c -
New-York tribune., 1918-03-15

The oil production will be divided in
proportion to be settled later.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

why on the promenade that night all the
men smoked pipes. careful to Eight them
where The Illumination Of the match
would not be seen The waters were
brushing the sands and the voices seemed
to harmonic with the darkness in their
softness. Now and again. however, a
silvcry laugh. possibly from that Ensiisl,
nurse l had noticed in the hotel. brought
back n thought of England in the old
days. However. no use being glum in the
goom
As usual the talk swerved to the enemy
and strangely enonah an officer had just
finished saying Think. the Germans
are only across the way--ovcr that stretch
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
The Story of One Prosaic Night Raid
Raid.

Iat a fine. their hands irplifted above theii
hends, and wien the last man was uF
une Of our boys jumped into fheir dugeu'
and came up with the news that there
we're sixior seven dead aud few wounded
down below. We loft the dead where thes
we're and forced = who we're able' e
stand to follow rs and at once started
back for our trench.
The whole affair from the time we
leaped into me trench Till We started back
had not taken more than ten minutes, but
it had given the artillery time to find OUT
that something Lad happened and we had
lust started hack for orr trench when the
shells started to Gy around No Mans
Land. We were Handicapped by our pris
onres, hut We started them at run
arrnss and reached orr own trench with
onig one man wounded One of the
prisoners had hccn killed and We left bin
where he fell. II was not much more than
fifteen minutes since we had left these
trenches and here We were back again.
Niih thirty six prisoners. and we knew we
bad iefi nbnnt the same number killed III
the dusout across The way.
This had bepn an exceptionally easy
raid aud we had every reason to be
thankful for The way % iInd come of and
yet % think. The sensafion uppcrmpst IN
bur n,i;ids wus tbnf of the disappoint
mcut. for things had been 50 easy that Il
left us littir cause 10 regard our enterprise
With the pride Of achievement.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

making the way clear for us TO the
trench. The rest were divided about
equally between bombers and rifle and
bayonet" men. When the time at last
came for going over we knew exactly
what to do and knew every square inch
Of the ground ahead CT us.
The boys holding the trench gave rs a
great welcome and we knew if anything
went wrong that they could right. it
would be done at any cost Everything
was so new and we had been trained to
such fine point that there was very
little nervousness 10 the crowd, and when
the wire cutters at last crawled over the
top. just after midnight, we eheered them
on their way as If it were a picnic.
The interval hcfNcen the time they left
our trench and their return TO say The
way was clear was rather trying. for We
half expected every minute to hear .
rapid-fire opened By tie enemy ieliin ~
our stunt had been discovered.
soon as we heard the way was ciear
we crawled over the parapet. and. keep
ing as low as possible. silently novel
toward the enemy. Our trip across was
rather trying ordeal The slightest
sound might mean our discovery. and -
we neared the German trench we were
almost afraid TO breathe. A stray buIlst
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

would find the town telephone. On the
way learned that the far famed Three
Cups Hotel was now hostlery for
soldiers, and that my only chance of OBJ
tanning room and dinner was at another
town a mile and half south.
This was an unexpected divertisse-
ment. as 1 had presumed to think that ]
could rest and eat at some place only q
block or so from the station. Now ]
found that would have to lug my heavy
bag mile and a half without n chance
of conveyance.
In the post office were score of
sailors, some flirting with the women and
girl clerks. others penning epistles TO say
that they had returned that day safe and
in the pink The lone telephone was &c
cupied, and while 1 waited it occurred
to me that darkness had not dampened
the spirits Of the sailors and girls. After
teIcphoning 10 the hotel and learning that
could have a room, started oct to
walk.
There was only a half hearted lighting
effect in the post office, but when | stood
in the street again, the density of the
blackness was such that could not see
L was walking across or along
the road. accosted a cigar and q
voice and my arm was taken in friend
" way. while my face was practically
steered in the direction l should tnke
The voice bade me stick to the sidewalk.
Further on 1 discovered that to avoid
collisions with other folk one should
whistle. / whistled my palate dry. hay-
ing the heavy suitcase on my shoulder
The most brilliant light saw on my way
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

whistling past INC nearly scared me stiff
aud for q fraction OF n second could mol
move.
As we came within some twenty yard
or so ofthe encmy.s trcnch. having passe'
the barbed wire obstruction. it was viii
a feeling Of actual relief that We heard
the bombers huri their baaibs into ib'
trench. One lone German was oil tli'
enemy we could see. and be was dOing his
l,est to crawl into a dusont.
Following Instructions. we quiekh
spread our in the trench, the end mon
that is. the man on the rieiit and left re
spcctively Of our party-hUsling houibs
over the traverse to keep the eueniy from
attaching on orr flanks: the rest Of ms
covering an dugou, doors. The Iaornher'
started at once to throw bombs through
the Iaifer
1his account does not sound less
methodieai or exciting than this affair
really was. for on finding only onc ifi the
trench TO fire at. and he was tryinf ="
get away. ve settled down to business
as il VIC siin we're practising well behind
our own fines.
A bomb or two in each dlsout eaiird
forth CULTURAL sounds froin within and
'Ramerad" was piainly heard above The
bubbuh We let the men come out one
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

tn Tony Ressio's saloon
Ahs gashoHse gang held sway.
Twas there they planned their esea-
Pades
In the early morning Rray.>
Twas there they dragged their
wounded
After each aceurssd fray.
Red" Gavin was their leader bold,
a hulking gun mar, he.
a price there was upon his head,
A scar upon his knee
Where Sergeant Lemons automat =
Had barked It's ieaden pea.
Twas back in nineteen twelve that
Red"
Was holding Up "jss,"
Wher sereesnt Lennon nsLbsd him
With a Poekes full of "swae."
And when he broke and ran, the 'eop"
Had fired to make his bag"
A sojourn on "the Island
Had soured ''Red'' to the eore.-
'I'll git that bloomin' sarsint.
I'll tackle him once more
II we have to eroals together"
Was the oath Red Gavin swore.
But vixen he drifted back to town
TIE Bells Of Freedom rang.
The boys alI,donnsd the Khaki
They talked in army slang.
And soon Red Gavin Joined the rest
Thus died the gashouse gang.
A few short weeks and we find Red
With Pershing at the front.
Near Saint MihieI. the sector whers
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
DARKNESS is compar-

ative. Of course.
There Is the sombre
touch as New York
has seen it on its own
Broadway, which is
Ike a tiara being re-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

the commanders coolly eyeiug the results
We thonsht Of the guns belcliins forth
their shells, redlening the dark water in
their fury In five or ten minutes. even
in such minor engagements in which the
foe fires md flccs. scores of the brave
might never more return There were
women sitting in the hotel who had hus-
hands and brothers and some thcir sons
aboard war ships. Any morning might
bring to them the news Of lost hero,
and such suspense is likely to change stoit
expressions such as have the English.
who if they weep prefer to do so alone in
the darkness.
anxious for the Mems.
The gJnfire ceased. We all wondered
what had happened and. of course, con.
jcctured taat certain scouting war ships
had discovered enemy ships. something
which frequently happened in the vicinity
Of that particular port. If only the wire
less could theu and there have sent some
message. Hate of the Hun is trenchant
in these parts. whore every family has
suffered 1t was only three nights before
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25


MY arrival that three Zeppelins had
crossed over the little town. letting go
bombs and ineendiary cones. Men and
women in the darkness had gazed upward
at the silver cigar shaped enemy airship,
seven thousand feet in the moonless sky,
fired al by nnti-aireraft guns and picked
out by arms of light which came from
hearen knows where. Joyful were they
the following morning to hear that nj
though some Of the missiles had come
close TO houses and buildings. those which
might have meant u great deal to the Ger
man had been spared by a miracle and
no life was lost.
A general in charge of the troops Of that
district actually heard the bombs explode
on each side OF his house. damaging only
his garden. A burning rnpe-covered in
cendiary bomb spurtpd forth its flame In
the centre Of the roadway and soon was
extingdished, while others fell short IN
tho wafer.
But that was another night-there Is
often excitement in these east coast
towns.
That night in bed fancied | heard the
guns again. hut N room almost any
boom. or some fancied noise. twists Itself
INTO the sound Of distant gunfire.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
"A Tale of the Nortl1sSea
By MordauntsI3an

!
When tne newspapers arrived W.
learned nothing more tnap pefore' DUE
late tnat afternoon the news OF IN en-
Isasemenr was printed, AZ was Fierory'
one q the Serman deafroyers Deinsi
Snased with its dead and DYING Into
Duten port WINE tne others snniiiea otl
in.o 70 <-eeorugge.
tnat nignt was to dino Win tne
?. =. ", ot the port. Iheae initials stars
ior tne senior naval officer. The piaco
wnerc we We're TO mess was aboard ne
antipua.ed uanges' once q prouu W.
snip OUT no~ tne muddy Dostemea Yssssl -
WIZ. "Sesu Us ino'ner SHIP ior ..1
.raWiers una mine eWeepers, ana qu1s@
frequently a submarine sook adVan'ass
Oh ner kindness Whiie waiting 70 ue Y
70 her own pnrucnlars parent vesssal:'
Other guests inciuded lns commhndsr o.
tne nauscs Ano i-icutesA0l GSws0a'
imlnc sweeper sAipper. WAC tDst cay Sau
learned nc oaa oeen AWAtaSa tAs A'ls-
tlnguished SerYirs Lreas.
| reeeneo me 'Anoans ss
sklmpy hsnt osfnea. 1870 'ne, ' 49, -.
tnere WAS ens Vesaa'onAl hi1sae" -
"ur s"'ps IN 0-ie N~'','i -
were ready to steam iorth - mo Iee' -
the sentry. one has Seap aa'AAa sAS Gag.
| confided that eas ssnift~d % sEaHe ~
pass. The siSt o. bis AaVscs vas 70 SAve
something to show from tho q =. -
the sentry who relieved him heassss =
the use Of the hayonet as a p@p-sDe'~S
challenge. The launch arrives for me
and soon Tugwood and | were aboard the
Ganges, an officer singing out her arrival
when we went on board that vessel.
aboard The MOthership.
Incidentally il was only week before
that the King and the Prince of Wales
had dined with the same officers aboard
the Ganges. The menu was the same we
wore going To have that niKht. and I.
further learned that king George had
hbep ,nuch IMPRESSED with the hale and
~ ~, roh,at co,n rnander az the old slrip.
M 5,nner was ( aood ope. tha room
,sah rchtad IN. Nj 1 yestiae of the
,,,,,,,s,,or hain. nernit,ed ~ convey
,,,'..,;sa = az .oa,nv The q N o.
NY ", ''l"S ~ ~ ,,r. 1870 4.
,@.,l 49, scS. 20 annsohs;nu wbsr aivd;ng q .a,s
n, S'f =
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
or on a Duk Tramp.

Ny escort told me that he had been a
special policeman in pre-war days He
perused several kilograms on new
-sooden table and evidently found one
concerning myself. He examined my
pass from the Admiralty and satisfied
himself that the telegram referred to the
man who had handed him the piece of
paper. ~
"An right" he drawled-
Was he, I wondered, going to leave
me in the inhospitable darkness of this
strange town? he had such an intention
SO it turned out, but as he had to go'to his
little dwelling. that being the last train
for the night. he vonchsafed that he
would guide me to the post office, where
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
By LIEUT.. WILFRED N. BIcKLE
Fifteenth Battalion, G. E. F)


"oR nearly a week we had been prac-
~ tising behind the lines the raid we
4 knew we were 70 make the evening
We moved up to the trenches. There
rtre nearly fifty of us. and the week had
seea one Of hard worE, every wakizg mo
rnent being occupied in some way con-
uected with the raid
Lectures on cor objective and every
phase Of our work in reaching it; what
o do on entering fhe enemy trench and
row to retire from it after our work was
finished; :, practice in raiding trench as
similar ss possible to the one to be at
taeked-all this kept US busy. and any
spare time we had was spent in getting
10 knowsthe men we were working with,
20 that, no case Of mistaken identity
should interfere with our plans.
With Hhe fact that soon we would be
making tthis raid against an enemy star
ing us azways in the face It was not the
most pleasant work in the world. but
knowing that some forty-odd good men
would be right along kept one from wor-
Ming very much about the final outcome.
our squad was divided into three sec
tisns. Foar picked men were 70 advance
sheadland cut The easny's barhed wire,
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

II
fX THN ~ There is the sombr
~ touch as New Yorl
K<s ~ has seen it on its owl
a1H Broadway, which j
IKE a tiara being re
ipovcd from The head of dowagei
fochess, but leaving her with gems or
her cars, throat and hands There is the
elooll of london, with its varieolored
lights Of rcd, purple and blue, with oc-
casioael cones of blush white cutting rne
darhrsEs. akin somewhat to a vast Japan
ere garden. Then there is the pitch dark
ness. rIaek and real. sometimes made a
stcciy sise BY dreaded moon. but which
whcn the OH moon is screened, is black
riess utter ard complete.
Ili.s cea6Iiion is to be found anywhere
On the east coast of England. 1t is dark
ness which makes light appreciated; q
darkness which is a shield from the Hun.
hut which, it must be said, the Albion
icathes, even as a military expedient, be
neving that the unlighted coasts Of Britain
asigh, bring a,chncEle Of satisfaction from
the fat Boche.
Our train ehugged into an east port
station. the blinds OF the cars having been
fastened down to preclude even the faint
glow from the flickering oil lamp in the
centre of the car roof leaking through the
windows. The train could go no further,
50 a chilled and sleepy group Of passen-
gers, chiefly bluejackets and naval Off
GERS, numbered out upon the platform. The
oilskin coats of the sailors shone in the
Hight of the ticket takers lantern. The
Silhouette of bayonet, it seemed. also
was near by, although no face, form or
even hand could be seen near it, even when
l was beside the friendly but weak little
lamp.
"PaSsT asked gruff voice next TO the
ticket man. I then distinguished the
head Of the stranger, who wore a derby
hat he looked at the pass by placing
i before the lantern, being Injured to the
lack of light But the jumpy lamp was not
enough for even this owl-eyed individual
he grasped me gently by the arm, telling
me that he would escort me to ''where
things could be looked over"
I stepped into liquid pools of mud and
puddles of water. and finally we came to
n halt and my friend fumbled for his
keys He unlocked door when could
not even detect the outline of a structure.
Then came a flood of light-a light
friendly, warm, welcome in the black.
Only for second was the door left open.
as We hastened inside. my eyes being
blinded By the glare of small electric
bulb.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
RLD or TIT Gas Il0USL GANG oiaa z 7li,1 5oa.

The Yankees bear the brunt,
just west of Toul-And there our
friend
Went on his first Boehe hunt.
One day the Teuton infantry
Came swArmins Ger the top,
And many dum-dum bullets caused
Our noble lads to drops
6ut Yankee courage won the charge
And forced the Hun to stop.
Out there In No Man's Land a hand
In mute appeal was raised
A serseanPs stripes were on the sleeve
And all stood there amazed
As Gavin elsmbered from the trench
That Prussian bullets srsssd.
"Pil si' that bloomih' ssrSiai. r's
IN tackle him cnso tnors
II we have to eroak together"
Was The oath ''Rsd" Gavin swors,
And straightwSy to the wounded man
He erawIsd through mud and gore.
Back to ths trench came Lennon,
Dragged By the valiant ''Red,"
Then Hun machine guns opened up
And sPewed their strssks of lead
And twelve short steps from safety
There dropped two Ysnkees-dsad.
And many more have dropped siAe.
then
A. rifles spat and sang,
Andsmany more are on the wsy
To face the Hun-snsks's lans,
But every lad will emulate
Red" Of the gsshouss geo.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25

to the hotel came from, or through. the
cardboard screen of a bicycle lamp. l
heard familiar postman's rat-tat on the
door knockers. and decided to inquire
how much further L had to walk. The
reply came in sweet feminine voice.
Evedtually l reached the portals of the
hctel, so obscurcd that would have
passed them had it not been for the pres
ence Of several army automobiles near
the curb. Inside a fire was burning
brightly and glorious lights Illuminated
the lobby and rooms. where sat officers
of the army and navy in uniform and
three elderly men in dinner jackets. a
comforting picture The maid showed nc
to my roo.l with the admontion that
the window faced the sea and that it
would mean a heavy fine if any light
pcrcolated through the window. which
found curtained hy thick porticres, shades
and a blanket.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1918-07-25
The B,ilGancp Of a Cigar.

Downstairs in the dining room the
proprietor stood behind buffet Getting
meat and garnishing plates. The only
other man in mufti who was OF military
age sat with me. He was there on gov
ernment business connected with sub
marines. He. too, commented on the
hack of light, observing that it was
good thing with which to BATTLE the enc
my. bnt that London was q haven Of
brillianey when it came to comparison
with one Of these seaports.
They tell you that cigar on clear
night. well lighted and ashes knocked off
can be seen five miles. so that's prplglhly
The Dolores star., 1918-04-05
Playing the Man.

No matter what part ihe may be
playing in the strenuous game of life
as it Is presented today, the brother
hood man, above all others, must play
the man. These are times when the
best that Is in us must be given to
"carry on" and the race run with
steadfastness and a manly purpose.
As Robert L. Stevenson SO beautifully
puts it: whether we regard life as q
line leading to a dead wall-a mere
bags end, as the French say-or
whether we think Of 1t as a vestibule
or gymnasium, where we wait our turn
and prepare our facilities for some
more noble destiny; whether we thun-
der in pulpit or pule in little esthetic
poetry books about its vanity and brew
ity, whether we look Justly for years
of health and vigor, or are about to
mount into bath chair, as a step to-
wards the hearse; in each and all of
these views and situations there is but
one conclusion possible; that man
should stop his ears against paraly-
sing terror and run the race that is
set before him with a single mind"
The Dolores star., 1918-04-05
KIDNEY SUFFERERS HAVE
FEELING OF SECURITY

You naturally feel secure when you
know that the medicine you are about to
take is absolutely pure and contains no
harmful or habit producing drugs.
Such a medicine is DR.. Kilmer's Swamp
Root, kidney, liver and bladder remedy.
The same standard of purity, strength
and excellence is maintained in every
bottle of Swamp-koot.
Swamp Root is scientifically compound
ed from vegetable herbs.
It is not stimulant and 10 taken in
teaspoonful doses.
It is not recommended for everything.
According to verified testimony it 10
natures great helper in relieving and over
coming kidney, liver and bladder trou-
bles.
A sworn statement Of purity is with
every bottle Of DR.. Kilmer's Swamp
Root.
If you need medicine, you should have
the best.
If you are already convinced that
Swamp Root is what you need, you will
find it on sale at all drug stores in bottles
of two sizes, medium and large.
However, if you wish first to try this
great preparation send ten cents to DR..
Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y, for a
sample bottle. When writing be sure and
mention this paper.-Adv.
The Dolores star., 1918-04-05
THE GREAT WAR HAS MADE
CIGARETTES A NECESSITY.

"Our boys must have their
smokes. Send them cigarettes !"
This is a familiar appeal now to
all of US.
Among those most in demand is
the now famous toasted" ciga-
rette-LUCKY STRIKE. Thou
sands of this favorite brand have
been shipped to France. There
is something homelike and friend
ly to the boys in the sight of the
familiar green packages with the
red circle.
This homelike, appetizing quail
ity Of the LUCKY STRIKE ciga-
rette is largely due to the fact
that the Burley tobacco used in
making 1t has been toasted. TITS
toasted" was the slogan" that
made a great success Of LUCKY
STRIKE in less than a year. Now
the American Tobacco Co. is maxi
ing Is million LUCKY STRIKE
Cigarettes day.
A good part Of this immense
production is making its way
across the water to cheer our
boys.-Adv.