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The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1918-05-02

Money makes thieves
Money saves from the poverty of which dishonesty born
Money makes slaves Of the foolish free wise
He that has is the slave of him that has it.
The penniless man is the slave of another dollar.
And the richest is often the own dollars
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

morn and the gorgeous mantle ii thror,
over the symmetrical slopes Of the harvest
land like drapery of old lace NehtIv
shrouding graceful Greek form"
Then began the approach marches
Long days Of tedious jolting in the lin
bers; nights touched with the frenzy Of
uncertainty. Sometimes there is a halt
For instance, take this entry in Lintier's
journal:
"The whole day was spent in sleeping
cooking and in bathing in the river. Soma
Of the drivers with their teams were sent
off to transport the wounded of the both to
Verdun.
"When night fell we stretched ourselvs,
out on the grass under the clear sky and
sang in chorus until we gradually fell
asleep.
"If only those we have left behind any
iously waiting for news could have heard
us!"
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

saddle bags with garlands. And overhead
the splendid August sun beats down, she'd
ding golden light on the dust of the road
way and the green of the trees, and lighting
up the faces OF the women and the flowers
"Forward'
"'Never was there brighter August day.
The timber boxes and gun wheels, the straps
and hooks of the harness-even the muzzles
of the guns themselves--were festooncd
with flowers and ribbons. the bright hues
of which were blended together in har-
mony Of color against the iron gray back
ground of the guns"
The train rumbled on. "Sitting at the
open doors of the vans, their legs dan
Cling over the side, the gunners watched
the country fit past" Empty trains
passed, going significantly in the oppo-
site direction. The Territorials guarding
the lines greeted the passing men by
holding out their rifles at arms length.
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

The gunners waved their whips in an
SWer.
Morning, old chap!"
Good luck to you, boys!"
Rheims!
"First the canal, then glimpse Of the
town, and then open country again, with
fields of ripe corn yellow in the morning
sun. There were only a few sheavcs to be
seen. The crops were standing almost
everywhere, motionless in the heat, casting
golden lights on the gently rolling hills and
quiet beauty of the countryside felt as
though could not see enough of it. In q
few days, perhaps, I should no longer be
able to see the splendor of the n-kissed
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
The Faculty of Presenting
4 Action and Sensation

Pages Of wonderfully vivid action
crowd the reader to a state of the most
gripping excitement. Lintier has the
faculty of making action live in type.
Sensations, too, are acutely delineated
Glow tired / was! AS soon as stayed
still l began to fall asleep" "At early
dawn we passed through a slumbering
village. Stretched on the ground under
the lee of the high wall surrounding the
church five chasseurs were sleeping.
twisted round one arm they held the
relns OF their horses, which, standing mo-
tIonless beside them, were also asleep"
The gun reared like a frightened horse. /
was shaken from head to foot, my skull
throbblng and my ears tingling as though
with the jangle of enormous bells which
had been rung close to them. A long
tongue of fire had darted out of the muz-
zle and the wind caused by the round
raised cloud of dust round US. The
ground quaked. / noticed an unpleasant
taste in my mouth-musty at first, and
acrld after a few seconds That was the
powder" There was no talking, gess-
ures sufficing to control Che man9uvres.
The only words audible We're the range
orders given by the captain and repeated
by the Nos. l." "On all sides of US were
the woods and their shadows, the Tn
known and the Unexpected. In front OF
us the enemy hidden in the mist; behind,
the Meuse; danger everywhere" "Ah,
If only escape the hecatomb, how shall
appreciate life!'
But retreat did not mean defeat Lin
tie was suddenly astonished to learn
that he had taken part in French VIC
tory! 1t was victory (which had
snasched Paris from the jaws Of the Ger
mans, saved France and which conceiv'
ably might open new era for US all"
Everybody knows what victory thai
was: the wonderful victory Of the Marne
But it was far from the end. 1t WAS
but the heroic beginning. Lintier was
not destined to perceive more than
faint, hopeful prescience of that new
era.
In subsequent fighting he received s&
severe shrapnel wound in the hand ana
was invalided back. Here the book cna1
He returned to his rs when the NcuneS
| permitted.
Paul Lintier was killed March 70, lsas
in the twenty-third Year Of bis agA
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
So "The Philadelphia Public Ledger"
V0icns = cOvo,,oo,, tho,, obt x.,bax, ,%-r,x,o.

So "The Philadelphia Public Ledger"
voices a common thought when it says:
"Ben Franklin, sage, philosopher and
first postmaster of Philadelphia, would
have rubbed his eyes in wonder if he had
stood on the aviation field at Bustleton and
watched the mail from New York arrive.
He would have seen new species of penny
post hooded, gauntleted and goggled, driv-
ing peculiar vehicle which seemed to be
comprised of two wings, propeller and
lot of machinery operated by the same cleo
tricity which Poor Richard snatched from
the sky with his kite and key"
For the benefit of those who wish to
send letters by planepost the following
information may be useful:
Postage between New York and Wash
ngton is twentyfour cents, which NAV be
attached by any kind of stamps, or as
special 24-cent stamp made for the new ser
vice. This stamp is seven-eighths inch by
three-fourths inch, and depicts an airplane.
Of the type to be used in the mail service
in fight. In curved line of Roman capital
letters above the airplane appear the
words u. S. Postage and in a straight line
below the picture is the word Cents with
the numerals '24' within circles in both low
or corners. The border design will be red
and the airplane blue, forming with the
background the national colors of red,
white and blue.
Letters for the postplane should be
marked For Airplane Service and in New
York should be mailed so as to reach the
postofice at Eighth Avenue not later than
10 a. m. They will then be sorted and sent
to Belmont Park to leave at 11:3o a. m.
For the present only first class mail is
to be accepted for transmission. Small
parcels, whose dimensions do not exceed
thirty inches. combined length and girth,
WIZ De accepted. For example, package
three inches high, three inches wide and
six inches long has Just thirty inches Of
combined length and girth. The flatter the
package Is the longer it may be-"
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

the gun carriages, ammunition wagons and
limbers. Women and girls arrive with arm
fuls of the hydrangeas, iris and roses. Their
faces, lit up by the sun and by the excite
ment of the moment, appear and disappear
among the flowers. AS the sentinels are not
allowed to let any one approach too close,
Artillerymen, who have nearly finished load
ing up their trucks, thank them by blowing
kisses which put them to flight.
~ saw one girl fastening huge tricolor
bunch on the bayonet of one of the senti-
nels-evidently her lover. The steel shone
amid the blossoms.
"Women timidly bar the way to the horse
men in order to decorate their brides and
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
1t Reveals the Soul of
l the eunesse Franchise"

And she finds that "further than a
really great literary talent, this book re-
veals the profound and generous soul Of
the entire 'Jeunesse Francaise' ready to
sacrifice itself without counting for the
highest ideal that ever inf1amed peo-.
pie" And again:
"The admirable patience, the great good
humor, the intelligent cleverness and heroic
devotion, together with the plain, simple
courage, all the deep-rooted, undreamed-of of
qualities of the French race are to be found
within its covers, making it a monument to
stole virtue"
Now, having given over the lead thus
to so glowing piece of appreciation, the
reviewer, who intends to offer no opinion
OF his own but merely to set forth de-
tached fragments which the reader may
link into an appropriate unit, finds him.
self necessarily little embarrassed.
How to choose such portions as, lending
themselves to the allotted space, shalLyct
convey sufficiently the true character of
work which has elected such ardent
praise becomes doubly task. Still. the
PiShiiS 10 easy, aICeT utl. Nearly every
page is rich in pictures and emotion.
Well, to turn them rapidly, the eye skim
ming and pausing.
The opening chapter is "Mobilization, :"
and the young gunner thus begins his
journal:
"Warl Every one knows it., every one
says so. 1t would be madness not to be-
lieve it. And yet, in spite of all, we hardly
ieei excited; we don't believe it! War, the
Great European War-~no, it can't be true!"
And yet, "what are we hourly expect
mg as we sit here in nervous idleness in
the barracks, unless it is the order for
general mobilization?" The answer to
these cropping queries was to come soon
enough But one should dwell upon these
nreathless, idle first pages long enough
10 appreciate the thrill of contrast. One
has vision Of
white-clad gunners, with nothing to do 40
mere Is no firing practice, stroliing about
rne courtyard in search of news In tbo
Fsaee de la Mission mquisitive onlonrsrs
press close up to the ratings: it is a;f,c,,lt
10 say why. The majority of Thor, 49,
women. a few gunners pass in front 81
.nem with smile and a swageer. alrs.Sv
assuming the air Of brave defenders
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

eyes Of all shone the same strange CLEAN.
Womens voices were heard-voices that
quavered and broke. -.
"'Well, LIE Nee, here's to your health and
let's hope that in few months we shall
have another drink togetherl'
"'Here's luck to us both!'
"Grasping our swords we ran back to the
barracks"
1t was war now. Thes real thing.
"My kit was ready. had rolled up some
handkerchiefs in my cloak.
IA sergeant came in:
"'Now, then, all of you go to the office!'
"The sergeant began distributing the rec
ord books and identity disks"
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

cred of che same stuff as dreams are
made Of.
Very naturally, therefore, when the
United States Postoffice Department, on
May 18, inaugurated mail service by
postplane between Washington and New
York, via Philadelphia, the press in gen
7eral accorded the achievement much of
the same significance nowadays attached
to the cable and the wireless, the tele-
graph and the telephone, the liner at sea
and the express train on land. Indeed
the ultimate means of thought trans
ference since man first began sending
mail byAstage coach in the middle Of the
seventeenth century seems at hand. The
famous pony express Of 1860, with rec
ord, OF seven days and seventeen hours
between st. Joseph and San Francisco,
as well as the Twentieth Century Lin
tied and che modern fve-day liner, have
been superseded in third dimension.
Yet within week mail by "post-
plane" or ''planepost" had become almost
q commonplace. As "The New York
Evening Post" remarked
There may not be as much popular ex-
citement now as on that memorable occa-
sion when Fulton's Clermont majesticallv
limped up the Hudson, or when that solden
spike was driven into the rails that united
oW Pacific with our Atlantic coast.
hal rs.t~ -.
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
The .75s ON Their Way to the Front

"Was it decision, courage? To certain
extent, perhaps. Did we really be-
lieve there was going to be war? 1 am not
too sure of it, 1t was impossible to realize
what war would be-to gauge the whole
horror Of it. And so we were not afraid"
All, and one must delay getting into
action itself long enough to note some
thing that Lintier saw from one of the
barracks windows:
"A young man, promptly called up by the
general mobilization, had just come out of
house opposite. He was walking back
ward, shading his eyes from the sun in
order to see the face of some one dear to
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
RI A IL during the three weary
N years of this great war;"
< "A declares Frances Wilson


- ~ years of this great war;"
< "A declares Frances Wilson
Huard, author of "My
Home in the Field of Honor" "real pleas
ures have been few for those of us whom
Fate has destined to be more or less
closely associated with the daily tide Of
events.
"As look back at present feel that
one of my first treats was when came
upon Paul Lintier's newly published vol
ume called Ma Piece CMy .75'). read
it, reread itrand recommended it to those
of my American friends who, able to read
French, clamored for some real human
document: the war as seen by an actual
participant. Aside from the clear, con-
else style, devoid Of any pretentious lit
erary fourishes, the incidents were what
gripped me. They were the direct answer
to those thousand and one questions that
we, the civilians shut up in the army
zone, tortured by fear and anguish, asked
ourselves and each other hundred times
a day"
Soldiers and diplomats. she adds, critics
and literateurs, wives and sweethearts
"all over the fair land of France" have
devoured and discussed this book. Now
it has been translated into English, and
published under the title "My u.s." by
the George H. Doran Company There is
a preface by the writer quoted above. In
it one learns something about the young
Frenchman who wrote this highly re-
markable book covering the opening
weeks of the war. To return to the
pages contributed by Mrs. Huard:
"It was my fortune to have known Paul
Lintier He fell in the very flower Of his
manhood, unmindful of the sacrifice for
country, ignoring his glorious contribution
for the safety of future generations. But
with his passing OH the Field of Honor,
something besides a son, a soldier and a
poet was lost to France-lost to US all. 1t
is such spirits as his that make country
great, make the world worth while :.
This humble artilleryman, lost in the masses
of the combatants, jotted down on his knees
work that shall stand as one of the most
immutable witnesses of the conflict; an in
comparable document, magnificent offering
to those who later on shall study the souls
and gestures of generation of heroes by
whom France was saved"
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
war suddenly broke. One turns another

war suddenly broke. One turns another
page:
"At 4 o'clock I went out with Sergeant
lie Nee by special permission Of the cap
tain. We went to my room in the Rue
Mangeard to leave lie Mee's parade uniform
there, together with bag and some papers.
eve were about to have dinner together.
| had just uncorked bottle of old claret,
when LIE Nee caught hold of my arm
"'Listen!'
"Up from the street loud murmur rose
through the open window. At the same mo-
ment something magnetic, indefinablc and
yet definite, shot through both Of us. We
looked at each other, l with the bottle held
to the brim of the glass.
"'At last!'
Gle Nee nodded assent and we hurried
to the window In the street below, near
the artillery barracks, surged dense crowd.
All faces reflected the same expression of
stupor, anxiety and bewilderment. In the
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
Cmall Interests Fill
- the Drowsy Hours
Lintier writes:

Lintier writes: sas'.
i was lying on my bed. Hutin. tho rhi.t
layer OF the first gun, was spread .ess,sd -
MS, smoking, his knees in the mir ard III -.
heels drawn up under him. NOTICING .hst
my pack was crooked. got up. mechan;naI
iy, and put it straight
sHutin!'
"'Yes?'
"Come and have drink!'
HAll right!'
The barracks square was less ro;.v
than usual. There were no drivers i, -. s'
turned from the polygon unhsrnass;r. s ~
their teams in front of the stables Me
word OF command was heard from ofs.a~s
directing firing practice underneath ths
plane trees. In corner one Of tho euaras
Of the artillery park was oilinp his ynn.
cavalrynian, both hands in his pockets ard
the reins slung over one arm, was Iead;rv
his horse TO the trough or the forge. tovsr
by the wall Of the remount stables. in the
full glare of the sun, few orderlies were
grooming their horses in a listlcss fashion
a continuous stream Of men on their wnv
TO and from the canteen-like black line
OK insects crossing white gravel path
marched out one OF the diagonals OF the
SQUARE In front OF the canteen there was a
scramble TOR drinks. 1t was hot"
Upon this monumental calm the cry Of
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
Low Quickly Instinct
4 ! Develops in War!

Lintier sets down an illuminating
scrap of soldier psychology:
"It is astonishing how quickly instinct
develops in war. Civilization disappears
almost at once, and the relations betwean
man and man become primitively direct.
ones first preoccupation is to make ona
sell respected. Then, again, the
sense of authority becomes Transformed
The authority conferred on the cantain bv
his rank diminishes, while that which ba
owes to his character increases in propor-
ton. In the rough masculine rela-
tions between the artillerymen among them.
selves there nevertheless remains place
for real friendship, but they are rarer. The
ties of simple barrack comrade ship either
disappear harden into sacit treaties OF
real friendship. The handspring of this is
rather egoism than a need of affection. One
is vividly conscious of the necessity OF hav
ing close at hand man upon whose assist.
ance one car always rely, and to whom onc
knows che can turn in no matter what cir
cumstances. In the relationship thus word
lessly established, choice is mecessity:
they are not engendered by afinit;es of
character alone One learns to appreciate
in ones friend his value as help and also
his strength and courage"
On the white road again:
climber up!'
"tWhat?'
Timber up, quick now, carry on!'
"The order was repeated by the sergeants,
and the captain, who passed US spurring his
horse, said simply:
awe are going into action"
Then came fierce fghting--and the
long retreat. The men were glad to get
into real action. AS Lintier puts it, 'the
baptism of fire is always an ordeal" but
"the motionless waiting on the road had
worked on my nerves."
The columns advanced at walking
pace toward the sloping field in which
shells were falling at every moment.
"Death had reigned supreme there over
since the fog lifted We were riding into
the valley. .
81 felt choking. sensation grip my throat
And yet I was still capable of reasoning
/ understood quite clearly that the hour was
come for me to sacrifice my life. All of us
would go up, yes!-but few would come
back down the HILL . 4. curtain
seemed to fall on the perspectives of the fut-
ure which moment ago still seemed full
of sunshine. 1t was the end. 1t had not
been long in coming, for am only twen-
ty-one."
But it was not the end. Lintier sur
vived these fierce early battles of the war.
However, the retreat was a depressing
reality.
"The enemy was advancing and we were
giving way before them. Shells continued
to fly over us, and entire companies of in
fantry fell back"
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

him who stood at one of the second floor
windows. A fair-haired woman, very young
and extremely pale, watched him with long
ing eyes from behind the muslin curtains,
doubtless afraid to let him see her dis
traught face and tear stained cheeks. She
was standing close behind the curtains, her
hand on her breast, with the fingers spas
medically stretched out in an attitude elo-
quent of grief AS he was about to disap-
pear from view in bend Of the road, she
suddenly opened the window wide and
showed herself for one instant. The man
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

guards vans. In the avenue clouds of dust
are raised by commandeered horses which,
harnessed to forage wagons. are being tried
there, and which, under the unaccustomed
yoke, become refractory, lash out, and final
ly get entangled in the traces.
Whenever train passes broadside of
shrill cries rises from the groups which
collect, separate, dsperse, and are aga1l
encompassed by the dangers of the avenue.
"In front of the Toublanc cider brewery
flowers and ribbons in punches, sprays and
cascades carpet the pavement and smother
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

could not see her. She took two unsteady
steps backward, and sank into an arm chair,
where she sat huddled up, her face in her
hands, and her shoulders shaken with sobs.
Then, in the semi-darkness of the room, I
caught sight of servant with Breton cap
carrying baby to her."
And now the men are under way.
"a crowd of women with children in their
arms or clinging to their skirts are waiting
there beneath the noontide sun. They stand
for hours 'at time, watching the process
sion of military trucks decorated with
evergreen and illustrated with crude chalk
drawings. Clusters Of soldiers are to be
seen on the footboards and in the brake and
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

Yes, "the Great Event had at last
come to break the monotony of our bar
rack life, and no one thought of anything
else. It was almost as if sort of blind
ness prevented us from looking ahead
and confined each mans attention to the
preparations for departure. This diff
fidence astonished me, and yet / myself
shared it," And he expands this into a
query:
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
-prawins from rns phtadslpn.o Ledge

era in transportation is with us to stay,
and that, as soon as the war is over.
there will be arhost of trained aviators
ready to develop the roadways of the air
into lanes as definite and as valuable to
man as canals and railroads. If stages
as mail carriers are less than three hun
dred years old, the railroad as yet under
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26
New "Pllots of the Purple Twilight"
Y \ ]

wv 7HEN Tennyson eighty-four
Nv years ago wrote in "Locks-
w ley Halp' Of "the pilots Of the
purple twilight" he could
hardly have beeen thinking Of aerial
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

tween New York
and Washington in
less than three
hours. Even ten
years ago such a
feat was all but
universally consid-
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

pause and realize it or not, posterity may
look back on this new air service between
Americas greatest port and her capital as
OF even greater significance than many
events taking place abroad at the present
time which more closely rivet our atten-
tion."
The press generally thinks that a new
New-York tribune., 1918-05-26

From portfolio drawings by the artist SPAIN
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-12-13
County Agent Organizes Breeders.

Through the efforts of the county
agent in Rush county, Ind, the Short
horn breeders of three neighboring coun-
ties have recently formed an association.
A veteran Indiana Shorthorn veeder
asked the county agent why the .eders
of that county could not organize and co.
operate with other breeders in the local
ity. At this suggestion the county agent
invited the agents in two other counties
to conference at which it was decided
that it would be of advantage for the
three counties to unite in an organiza-
tion. Accordingly a meeting was called
Immediately after a Shorthom sale. and
the Knightstown District Shorthorn
Breeders association, with rs members,
was started. The breeders, through their
association, will be better able to attract
buyers who would not have heard of
them as individuals to supply stock in
carloads, to hold combination sales, to
command better prices, to exchange sires,
and to advertise more advantageously.