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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
Struck by Lightning
Womam's Home Communion

Womaa's Home COMPANION
M ARGARET DELAND has an arti-
Ava Gle in the June "Woman's Home
Companion" which wildly pictures
France to-day. She particularly stresses
the fact that America, until she had en-
tered TIE way, did not glimpse its
reality. Indeed, she says
"as look back on those pleasantly excited
days from my bleak uphill. road toward
knowledge, it seems to me that in our rels-
tlon TO the war we were, all of u.s. very
much aware Of ourselves. We were entirely
sincere, but We were sclf-conscious. ms
war was not real. That comes home to one
when one sees reality over here whers
there are no dinner parties ut which gof.
geous satin bags can present the dremsuc
contrast OF gray sweaters and clicking neg
dies lying on silken laps. One faces Eeslisy
ut every French table at which one s'u
down--without any gay warning to expees
only war food! For there is no other eesI
Of food, for any one. anywhere. ~ fsr
scarcity in this or that 1t is no longer ".
teresting as topic Of conversation. pes
cause it is commonplace, like the westaesh'
Looking back At the United Ststes from ui.
silent, untalkative reality, IL seems - Y.
during these three years American kne:F'
edge OF what war mans had baen aeaaeul9
The difference is tho diGercnce besWeS
studying tho laws Of electricity en6 ~
struck by lightning. France has heen ~ 49,
by lightning" ~
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

TNHERE once lived very rich man. I
cannot begin to tell you how rich he
was; he would sit down at the table,
and eat and eat; he simply had a time of it
getting up afterward there was so much of
everything.
lie lived with his family as one should
happily and we'll; his wife was Jewel. his
children were clever--it was real low to
look at them; the sons as well as the
daughters.
He had little to do with the poor, this
rich man; he simply would not look at his
poor brother. 1t is true he sheltered in his
house his sick aunt, who was old and quite
poor, and she used to pray for his soul. In
short, he did not neglect his soul, this de-
vout lord of his house.
The household cup full to the very
brm! And there was some one to pray for
his SOUL What more could any one want I?
A desire came to the rich man to have God
himself como as guest to his house. And
80 he went to church to invite God to visit
him.
The rich man had carpets spread from
his house to the church door, and having
said his prayer, he returned home to wait
by the window. he waited until evening
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

proved by defeating you. How can you
call yourself a sanlurai, or pretend to be
a teacher Of the art of the sword? Why
not from this time make up your mind
to repent and reform? Take up fencing
again With will. Practise it until you
are able to defeat mc.'
NAOTO listened to this advice in
l. silence, and then admitted that
his wife was right. His wife handed him
the 200 ,yo and he left the house. Pro-
ceeding to Yedo he became a pupil of
the noted fencing master, Yagyu, the
teacher Of the Shotgun. After practis-
ing for some five years he considered
that he had regained his art sufficiently
to return home and match his wife.
During his absence his wife had labored
and been thrifty, and had paid off all
the debts incurred by her husband.
When her husband appeared he was
more than surprised to find the house
all in good order and better furnished
than before. The strange servants
standing around impressed him; they
seemed not to be aware that he was the
master of the house Even the wife
seemed a bit stiff, and simply requested
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
THE DEMON COUPLE OF
SENDAI

visited the house and saw it's desola-
ton. She asked Osada why the house
had got so empty, and only met with
silence. The mother returned and told
her husband about the condition in
which her daughter was living
(NNE day Osada went to her parents
~ and entreated them to lend her
200 n'yo, ard her father handed her over
that amount. She came back and
handed the money to her husband, who
had prevailed OH her to go for it. Naoto
asked if his parents-in-law were very
angry with him, and. being told that
they We're not, he seemed relieved. As
he proceeded to take the money his
wife stopped him, and said that he must
take it only on one condition.
"What do you mean?" exclaimed he
"Do you intend to charge me high in
terest for it,"
mo, that is not so. But you are a
samurai, and sSilful in fencing. I want
you to match me in bout of fencing.
| challenge you If you defeat me, you
may have the money, but if YOU are
worsted the money is minen'
TO this remarkable proposal Naoto
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
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the servant to conduct the stranger into
the garden instead of into the guest
room, according to custom. Naoto pro-
tested that after his long absence and
tiresome walk he should be permitted
to rest day or so before being tested
by his wife; but she would have none
of it, he must 90 into the garden and
have the match out with her at once.
Osada snid she was happy to see him
again and hoped he had not been any the
worse for his absence. She supposed
that he would be more than. match for
her now after so long a practice. Then,
taking up her weapon, she challenged
him to combat. 1t was a much more
lively game than it had been five years
before. Nevertheless, the wife was still!
the better man. Naoto was again merci-
lessly undonc.
you are fairly beaten exclaimed
the victorious wife. And when Naoto
laid down his weapon in despair and
prepared to enter the house to rest, she
said: "No! You cannot come in! Of
you must go again and practise your
art until you are better man than
your wife"
He besought her to relent, but she
was firm. He requested that one night
only he might sojourn with her under
his own roof, but she declined Some
refreshment then was all he would ask Z:
hut this she also refused
ITO NAOTO the whole thing seemed
e. an outrage, and he marched off
in high dudgeon to Yedo This time
while he was practising with the first
teachers of Yedo, his wife began
to practise at home His devotion to
his art in Yedo had won him the diploma
in three years, and now for the second
time he returned, hoping to win his old
place at home by defeating his wife.
Arriving at the front door he announced
his name to the strange maid, informing
her that she was to tell the mistress that
Naoto had come and was ready for the
match.
But this time the wife appeared all
clad in her best robes, and kneeling
down before her husband she welcomed
him with due ceremony, as a wife
should, now that he had taken the di-
ploma. With tears in her eyes she
saluted him warmly, and explained that
when he came back three years before
she could not welcome him because it
would interrupt his advancement in the
art OF fencing; and apologizing for the
necessary sternness Of that time, she now
congratulated him on his winning the
diploma Of the greatest fencing master
OF the empire. How pleased the spirit
OF his departed father would be to know
of his progress and reform,
Thus, by the firm and prudent
handling Of his wife, Naoto was re-
formed and became an honorable sanau-
raj Because Naoto and Osada are the
only examples of man and wife equally
skilled in the art Of fencing to the high
est degree they have been known in his
tory as "The Demon Couple of Sendai,"
demon in this case simply implying in
doinitable.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

n DAYS of old there lived at Sen
dai samurai named Ii Naoto,
whose ancestors were so success
full as teachers of fencing that
they won pension Of 4 thousand
kol-M of rice year. The head Of the fam
ily however, finally blotted cut the repu
tation Of his ancestors by falling into dis
sipation, first descending to archery and
games of chess and finally abandoning
himself to gambling. His conduct cost
him the friendship Of many, and his
uncle. Saito, was deeply concerned over
the behavior of his young samurai.
One day Saito visited his nephew and
demonstrated with him over his loose
life, warning him to return to better
ways He promised Naoto that if he
should reform the uncle would get him
good wife; but the youth expressed
doubt whether a woman of much worth
could be persuaded to marry dcgen-
crate like him. The uncle informed him
that he knew of woman who would be
very suitable, the daughter of samurai
of higher rank than Naoto. The par
ents of the woman and she herself we're
willing for the match, provided Naoto
consented to give up his hayward life.
'And who might the lady be-" asked
Naoto
She is Osada, the daughter of Hay
alto Takigawa, the man with an income
Of $500 kokn of rice annually, and she
is regarded as the most beautiful girl
in Sendai"
"Ah," said Naoto, chat is the girl
to whom l have been betrothed since
childhood, but since falling into evil
ways have given up the idea of marry
ing her, supposing that her parents
would no longer consent to it, But if
they are still willing for me to have
her, I will agree to reform and be
worthy of her
THROuGH the mediation OF sa;to
the wedding of the couple was duly
. carried out. Naoto's conduct improved.
but alas, only for time One night
ne returned home, seeming in mood of
observation-disclosures and when his anx-
ious wife asked him the cause of his
mental abstraction his only reply was
that he had lost game. 1t was a great
disgrace, he admitted, and his wife was
entitled to take revenge and leave him;
but it could not be helped, as he must
have money.
How much money do you reuuire?"
II must have fifty yyo at least" said
Naoto
Osada somehow obtained this sum and
gave it to him. She knew quite well
that her husband was again taking to
gambling, but she yet let him have the
money, saying nothing about her sus-
picions. Naoto went off and soon was
as poor as before. His wife gave hin,
all her savings and pawned her clothes
to get money when there was no other
source left. Naoto had now used TN
all her dowry and her personal belong
ings. Even the furniture of the house
mad to be sold. The wife's mother
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
The Lucky Ones

I COULD understand your sorrow for
the living
Why should you be grievng for those
that are dead?
How do we know that they are not the
lucky ones,
Those young plucky ones, whose last
words are said?
Boys from the playing field, boys from
the ploughing field,
They had no pretty one to love them,
you say,
Life had just started when they de-
parted,
Life was all to-morrow-and they
died to-day.
So they left unfinished the songs they
were writing
A And went to the fghting-their hope
still intact;
Their songs were the rarest, their first
love the fairest,
Life was dream STILL and not vet
grown fact
Its long, long wayw was the song
they were singing
As they went swinging along with
their load,
1t was further than they guessed, but
they trudged it with the best
And took their dreams and left us on
the empty road.
Thcir frail young philosophy was still
haunting splendor,
Life perfumed wonder too delicate
to touch;
Are they not the lucky ones, those poor,
dead, pluoky ones?
Though their joys were shadows--~do.
they miss 70 much?
--Rosaleen L. Graves in The New
Statesman.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

For in them charms Of sun and moon
would CLEAN.
knew its fields, with stalks Of rye all
golden,
Its noble toll, its words of splendid truth
And as passed l saw how by the roadside
Fresh grass bowed low, so full of love
and ruth
And men I knew, knew how their sure
motions,
Like moving stars merged into har.
monies;
How in the children's eyes there were re-
fected
The flowers Of fields and orchards. like
the skies
holy spirit breathed in days so humble.
freedom Of young and mighty mind:
So many songs fell on che ear enchanted,
1t seemed life's self sang, free and light
as wind
knew love for that mysterious country.
Where sacrifice to hearts would sweet
ness lend
And now, alas! with what pain know
That cen the brightest tale must have
an end.
Amongst my own in faith how can differ,
Dark night come, hide the day, enfold ma
DER!
cannot live when my dear heart i, n;srcoa
Alas' no brethren have any more,
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

against her." says Clyde WILL
h lam Park, writing of the Ger
man press in America and
its attitude toward the mother coun.
Try, cor have al least outwardly aban.
doncd her cause, it is only after a mas.
terly retreat and period of stubborn
resistance"
The writer presents many pages of in
terestirg excerpts sustaining his conten.
ton and synthesizing for the reader thu.
curious transition through which the
German-language papers have had fa
pass. Then he adds:
"ln all this tangle of unsympathetic com
ment, amusing in its mixed logic ami travic
in IT'S conflicting emotions, there is proh..
bly, less OF deliberate propaganda than at
bewildered readjustment-a reluctant shift.
ing OF the editorial point of view to meet
an extremely embarrassing situation. And
the editors were given ample freedom ~
make this change in their own way. Dur;nv
the period in which the foregoing extract.
were published the German language papsr.
were practically uahampcred by censorship
A tolerant, though watchful government
realizing the difficulty Of their position
gave them the benefit of every doubt and
made it as easy as possible for them 10
become reconciled to the painful reality
of war between America and the Father.
land.
1.-THE editors were careful, of course. a
avoid technically reasonable utteranee,
though for time many articles were vsll
within the twilight zone of implied an.
loyalty. Occasional editorials breathed N
old-fashioned Carl Schurz type of Amer.
canism. but these welcome exceptions were
rare. A potent corrective for the negative
attitude OF certain papers was the incress.
ing pressure OF an awakened patriotism
among all Americans, including the vast
majority of citizens of German ancestry
With many editors, perhaps, an even more
powerful influence than public sentiment "a.
growing conviction that the German gov
eminent was much to blame And vet. after
having idealszed Germany for years and
after having defended her war measure.
against preponderance OF adverse Amer
lcan opinion, they could hardly be expected
TO oppose her without reasonable pcr;od
OF mourning for their dead illusions
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
Chekhov's Aphorisms and
Epigrams
Translated and Adapted From the
Russian by
David A. Model

~ NE cannot rise to saintliness over
I the sins Of others.
The sophistication with which
we approach the simplest prob
lens of life renders their solution the more
difficult.
The strongest human tie is not love or
friendship or mutual respect, but a COM
mon hatred of something or somebody.
Oftcntimes people get married merely for
want of an occupation.
Far more terrible than death were the
thought that one must live forever.
Depravity is the bag man is born in.
Universities develop all ones aptitudes,
foolishness included
Conservative people do so little harm be-
cause they are usually lacking in courage
and .self-reliance.
Even your lies will pass current if you
but utter them with sufficient audacity.
LII tHe case OF insects, Catcfp1lIarS De-
come butterflies; but in the case of human
beings, butterflies become caterpillars.
One should be clear mentally, clean NOR
ally, and neat physically.
People so hats and deridc everything new
and useful that by their reactions alone one
may often judge OF the importance of what
they like and dislike.
Tbs moro culture, the more unhappness.
1t is not the number of nervous diseases
or neurotics thst has increased, but the
number OF physicians able to follow them up.
woman is apt to be fascinated less by
art than by the SOCIAL" fuss made By its
so-called promoters.
There is not blue Monday THAT is not
followed by brighter Tuesday.
People frequent the theatres and read
the serious magazines, and yet remain as
wicked and as immoral ~ ever
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
.heSOldierS
OF theFirSt
Republic


niversary Of the death Of Vic
tor Marie Hugo, French poet,
dramatist and romance writer
He was born at Besancon on February
2e, 1902, and died on May %, 1885.
One of Hugo's historic poems, "Thc
Soldiers of the First Republic is here
reprinted
o soldots dc Tan deux. queries
epopees.'
q OLDIERS OF the year '02' Warriors,
~ who drew your swords
Against the kings, against Austrian, Prus-
sian hordes
Swarming to the attack,
And against all the Tyres and Sidons
where you came
Against the Car OF the north hunter Of
human game,
Followed by all his pack.
Against all Europe with her captains armed
for war,
With all her foot soldiers blackenng her
plains afar,
With all her squadrons feet
Rolling forward. erect, as live hydra rolls,
You chanted as you marched, with no fear
in your souls,
With no shoes on your feet.
Everywhere, east and west, to the south, to
the north
With their old muskets rafting on their
shoulders forth
Over the hills, the streams,
Sleepless, reposeess, out at elbows. they
would pass
Foodless and proud and glad, blowing
their horns Of brass,
Like the bad spirits in dreams
With the high thought of liberty their
souls waxed great.
Ships arc taken by storm, frontiers oblit-
crate
Before them they 60
@ France, every day some miracle was
there,
Shocks and encounters, fights. On the
Adige Joubert,
And on the Rhine Marceau,
The vanguard they o'ercame, the centre
they o'erthrew;
In the snow, in the rain, water their
middles to,
On they went, ever on;
And one flung wide his gates, and one was
brought to his knees;
And as dead leaves so flying before the
flying breeze
Throne after throne was gone.
The Revolution shouted to them. "Volun-
teers,
Die for the liberties of all mankind-your
peers''
1--WE are content" they said;
FORWARD, my gray recruits, my beardless
generals!"
And proudly they marched forth, to the
sound of bare footballs,
Over the world dismayed
Nothing they knew Of terror, nothing of
despair.
They would have scaled, doubtless, the ram
parts of the air
If, turning back their eyes
In their Olympian course. they had but
seemed to see
The finger Of the great republic silently
Painting them to the skies!
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
Death
BY Dmitry Merezhkovskv

1F1S1 Cz-t1NOVSKy
THE roses sweetiy drop their petals.
IT the stars grow dark, there In the skv.
If the waves upon the rocks are shatt.red
II the rays Of light upon the cloudlets
die
That IS DEATH without the pains of struggle.
That is death. which midst his beauty
bright
Holds the promise Of a rest Of sweetre..
highest gift within all natures sight.
Learn from him, the teacher, best and holv
Learn from him. o men, how death i.
sweet
HOW with smiles Of dignity and msekness,
OVERWHELMINGLY your end to meet.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

And its grain-ears all futtered, it's
streams swectly sang
How loved those dear sounds which would
fly through the boughs
From the birds, SO light-winged, SO gay
and SO light.
Ancient, old was that tree, as the hills, old
and ancient
AS the fields, as the tissues of lightnines
SO bright.
How | loved that soft whisper which ran
through it's boughs
And forctold and predicted the storm
that was near
How loved the sweet rustic of leaves ever
rowing,
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19

And the fall Of each tiny, Handicapped
little tear.
How loved midst the MOSES that covered
like lashcs
That old tree, the weird glance. Of the
eyes deeply sunk.
In the ages now past they had called that
tree Russia,
Now, alas! sharp axe would descend on
its trunk.
IL | Knew
KNEW the plains, the lakes, the mighty
forests
Merged into one-my country's wondrous
dream.
Its days were worthy of tale fantastic,
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
Il SIP OF Russian Philosophy, Poetry and Fiction
he d RmamR~

There is no such thing as national
science, any more than a national multi
plcation table
THE people" arc those who are a bit
stupder and dirter than ourselves
Poems of an Evil Time
BY Constantin Balmont
/ The Tree
II OW loved that great tree, so uplifted
Il in story,
Midst whose boughs the sweet nightin-
gales song ever rang,
While beneath them the field spread around
like an ocean,
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-05-19
Articles in
theCurrent
Magazines
The German Language
Press

North America, Reviep
<<TF THEY have finally turned
against her." says Clyde VIII.
n lam Park, writing of the Ger.
The Cordele dispatch. (Cordele, Ga.) 19??-1971, 1918-09-23
ATTEMPTED ASSAULT
ON WARE CO. GIRL

Waycross, Sept. 22.-Shortly after
six o'clock yesterday evening Grim
inal assault was attempted upon an
rs year old white girl by a young ne
gro at Hebardville suburb of Way
cross. The sheriff. a number of his
deputies and number of private citi-
zens spent all night and the greater
part of today RUNNING down suspects.
The first suspect was taken in
charge by more than one hundred
citizens from Waycross and Hebard-
Vile Some one phoned the sheriff,
who went out and took him. but in
stead of takin him, as the crowd eX-
pected. before the girl for identified
ton the sheriff rushed him direct to
Jail and the girl came with her father
to the Jail about one O'Clock this
morning, but stated he was not the
right man. The two other suspects
have been carried to her home today
neither of whom proved TO be the
guilty party,
The victim OF the attempted as
sault moved here recently from Beach
and lives with her parents in Deem
wood. and came on the Atlanta, Birm-
ingham and Atlantic yesterday even
ing. getting off at Hebardville and
while passing through the lumber
yard was accosted. She stated today
that she was sure she would recog-
nize the guilty party if he was brought
before her and in addition to this she
had bitten him badly on the neck
which help to identify him.
The Cordele dispatch. (Cordele, Ga.) 19??-1971, 1918-09-23
]. H. MATHIS DIES;
HIT BY AUTOMOBILE

Macon, Sept 22.-J. Harris Math-
is. age AZ one of the most widely
known clothing statesmen Of Macon.
who for the past twelve years has been
connected with the Joseph N. Neel
Company, died at the Macon Hospi-
tai yesterday morning from concuss-
ion of the brain resulting from inju-
ries received late Saturday night
when he came in contact with an au-
tomobile at the corner of Third and
Mulberry streets.
Mr. Mathis. according to testimony
of eye witnesses summoned before
Coroner Stubs yesterday afternoon
stepped out into Third street to board
North Macon street car and was
struck in The head by tonneau door
of Ford car driven by Private viii
Pcarce of Camp Gordon.
The coroners Jury rendered YER
dict of involuntary mauslaughter and
warrant was issued for the arrest
of Private Will Pearce at his home
at Perrys
The Cordele dispatch. (Cordele, Ga.) 19??-1971, 1918-09-23
CAR OVERTUNS; One
KILLED; FOUR HURT

Macon, Sept. 22.-Joe Y. Sans,
well-do farmer of Roberta, died at
the Macon Hospital at O'Clock last
night from a fractured skull received
in an automobile accident on the Col
umbus road yesterday afternoon. Four
others in the car were injured.
j. B. Visage, also i farmer of Ro-
berta, bruises and injuries to his spine
Mrs. j. B. Visage ana little child,
slightly injured.
James Sans, brother OF Joe I.
Sans. bruised.
The party left Roberta yesterday
morning in a Ford car. Ell route to
Camp Wheeler to visit another bro
Their of Sans, who is i'll at the Base
Hospital. They intended to stop at
the home of City Fireman c. E. Ham
mock, friend of the families, at No.
S65 First street, on their way TO the
camp.
Coming along the Columbus road at
a rapid rate of speed shortly before
IL O'Clock tire blowout caused the
machine to over turn in the ditch.
The accident occurred at the six mile
post. Visage was at the wheel of the
machine 'at the time of the accident.
The Macon Hospital was notified
of the accident and detached an am
bulance to the scene.
The Cordele dispatch. (Cordele, Ga.) 19??-1971, 1918-09-23

Hundreds OF women are now en-
ployed as machiniSts and black
smiths in the railroad shones at Sas-
ramento, Cal