Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1919-02-07


office issues bulletin several times
week, with the latest news picked u
by radio and telegraph This bulletil
is Autographed affair, and as 1t i
distributed down to company com
manders, / get one. ! was busy a
work in my billet that afternoon, won
dering what had become of my sue
ccssoy, who was to leave Paris tn,
middle of December when the courie
brought in the last bulletin. An in
|conspicuous paragraph at the very enc
conveyed the news of the death o
Colonel Roosevelt.
/ felt for a while as though the mea
had been extracted from the world
and nothing but an empty shell lief
behind. 1t didn't seem possible. Why
when l saw him, a few months ago
he looked strong enough to live for.
ever-the very incarnation of force
and vitality. And to die at this time
too, when his unerring judgment ant
wonderful energy could have done Sc
much in the work of making over The
world! The greatest man of all these
times has gone from us, and there i:
none to take his place.
| His passing caused sincere regret
among the boys here. Everywhere
went, the comment was the same. ESQ
Teddy's gone. We'll, by c., we LOST
a darn good man there" A group OF
the officers drifted into my quarters
that night, and discussed the situa-
ton The opinion was unanimous that
no one could possibly fill Roosevelt's
place as the great liberal leader OF
| Nn,-ion hut <IF11n ttnn fttft .f hr
Republican party was brought up, ]
was gratified to find much sentiment
| for Borah as the next standard bearer
and general feeling that the geo.
graphical location of the candidate
would have but little influence in his
selection.
THE CHIEF GONE
About midnight l received a tele-
gram from Paris cancelling my travel
orders. l am to remain at my post
for q week or two" until my success
sor arrives. That, of course, cheered
me up wonderfully.
And so The Chief has gone! ! never
realized before how utterly inadequate
words are. The fact that a man like
Roosevelt could die, must strengthen
the belief of all who knew him in
the immortality of the soul. That
great spirit could never be annihil-
ated.
The world seemed upset, The next
morning | had a cable asking me to
inform Private wilkins of the st,
that his wife and baby were dead, and
three children very i'll. The same day,
believe it was, Lieutenant u
came in, absolutely heartbrok en-, be-
cause his bride of year had passed
away. It's hard when things like that
happen, and you're over here. Well,
sometimes it's a rotten world, any
way.
One day last week I had set aside
for my paper work. but the. Major
wanted to take a walk, so we climbed
Up the hill which overlooks the town.
The Major, like most of the rest OF
us, is frankly homesick. Likewise, his
letters from home haven't been COM
ing in very regularly either. We had
a delightful. Grabbing match. That's
one thing that every good soldier does
-crabs. Tie jor is good soldier
and he hadn't heard from his wife In
two weeks. I think we panned every
branch of the service in the course
Of our walk, beginning with the post
office, of course, which had, we were
sure, an adequately manned depart
ment devoted to the business of with
holding the letters you want and
don't get.
CURIOUS COLLECTION
The walk and the talk did us both
good, and we accepted the Padres in
sitation to r!sir the Procurl, 3r an9
lick over his collection. The collie
ton Is worth seeing. The Procurator
has evidently collected almost every
thing for a long while, but he has
specialized on daggers and swords and
so on from Java. Some of the pieces
are more than a thousand years old,
of Damascus steel, with hits of gold
and ivoGv, very fIGe. I imagine an
il teresting stcry could be written If
the Procurator and his collection.
which is said to be the finest of its
sort in private ownership. He told us
something which surprised me. The
according to the Padre, who translat-
weapons of Damascus steel were made,
ed, by welding and tempering very fine
steel wires, after a process that has
since been lost.
1t seems to bme that I have visited
every town in the center of Luxembourg
in the past two weeks. They are all
very quaint and interesting. The
houses are of stone, with a stucco
finish, very often tinted in shades Of
pink and blue. Every hamlet has its
old church, and most of them. of
course, are simply rows of houses and
shops along the main roads. The
shopk eepers here all seem to live over
their places of business. The houses
look much as they did in the northern
portions OF France. but the great fire
places of that country have entirely
disappeared. We get our heat here
from fanny three stoned stoves. built
like Chinese pagodas. and we burn
wood. The only coal one sees are the
pressed bricks--mixed coal dust and
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