The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1919-01-24

"Hindenburg's March Into London
1t had the greatest sale Of any book
in Germany, and was devoured by
men, women and children alike. II
was not regarded as work of pure
imagination, but as an intelligent an
ticipation of events that were bound
to come true. In view of present con-
ditions, it is amusing to read the final
chapter, translation of which is Civ
en- here.
The story opens with the descrip-
ton of million men passing through
Germany from the East to the West
front. In short time the British and
French armies are wiped out, and the
coast of France is occupied. Before
venturing to cross the channel, the
British fleet has to be destroyed. This
is accomplished quite easily by feet
of Zeppelins, aided by number of u
boats. Then long-range guns pound
Dover and Folkstone to pieces, and the
Germany army lands in Britain.
There is a good deal of fighting be-
tween the coast and the London su-
burbs, but finally the Germans are
victorious, and preparations are made
for Hindenburg's formal entry into
the worlds capital.
Hindy Looks Over London
In the late hours of the afternoon on
the following day the invading army
holds stately parade march at Croy-
don, three hours south of London, ex-
pecting their Marshal, who has called
them together for review and short
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ceremonial entry into London.
1t is a memorable moment when
Hindenburg, with his staff, comes rid
ing up the hill, and sees from the
heights south of Croydon the roofs Of
London for the first time.
A town of seven and half mil
lions is lying at his feet. The capital
of country which has been able to
subdue one-fifth of the whole human
race and the extent of whose colonies
spreads over surface equal to 80
German Empires. This proud city
that was the worlds clearinghouse,
the worlds exchange, the worlds
wharf, the worlds guardian.
Hindenburg is riding slowly on, and
thoughtfully he glances at the Canaan
of the German dreams of conquest.
The streets and squares around Lon
don bridge station on the following
morning are huge military camp.
Soldiers from all parts Of Germany
anxiously await the hour which will
make history.
1t is "Hindenburg's entry into Lon
dom" Our soldiers have kept these
four words in their hearts as blessed
promise. They have scarcely dared to
whisper them in the midst of the bat
ties, lest luck might have turned aside
if they had invoked it loudly.
Hurrah Hindenburg has entered
the station grounds. At o'clock sharp
he mounts his horse. He rides be-
tween Ludendorff and Count Zeppelin.
The battalions unfurl the flags. To
the strains of the ENTRY Into Paris
march of 1914, the troops proceed to
London bridge.
On this stately Thames bridge
close up to which even the largest
ocean steamers may moor, the pace
becomes involuntarily slower, as the
eye is anxious to take deep drafts OF
the variegated pictures offered by the
view. The soldiers look at the rig
gings of the cargo boats, which have
escaped, not without difficulty, from
the dangerous fate, and have come to
the docks to have the wounds in
ficted upon them in the Channel by
the German submarines attended to.
is forest fire raging down the riv-
err?
The Zeppelins the day before yes
terday set fire to the forest of maStS
and many warehouses. Black clouds
of smoke, interspersed with sparks,
set threateningly ablaze the powerful
cranes and few still unchanged
warehouses.
There on the left bank of the
Thames, where clouds of smoke are
still lowering like a storm over the
ruins, the Tower had stood for 900
years up to the day before yesterday.
One of the 10 42-centimeter guns had
transformed into rubbish and ashes
this old citadel of the eastern edge of
the city.
The soldiers cast hasty glance at
the lofty dome of st. Pauls Cathe-
dral, and now they enter the streets
of the city, which has been iestingly
called the capital of London. German
military pride swells the breasts of
the conquerors of the world battle; a
cold shudder of awe strikes the vet
Grams in thoughtful mood as they be-
come conscious they have been called
to witness these noble days which
mark turn in the fate of the world.
Now to the heart Of London.
The goal of the troops is st. James
Park. They cannot reach this place
by the shortest way, as between Can
non street and Queen Victoria street
a tremendous fire is raging, which de-
stroys goods worth millions and sends
them flying up in black clouds Of
smoke.
Those Shame-faced Englanders
The people fight to get on top Of
the omnibuses. Thousands and thou.
sands hurry to have look at this dis.
NAL Hindenburg and his guard of Ger.
mans. Shame grasps many onlook
ers by the throat, shame makes to-
day many would-be German hater'
and detractors of the Kaiser low
spirited, but greater than the shame
of the mob is. as always, its curiosity
From the Thames the troops hayt