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

childish games, but the cavalry Cen
erai VINO yesterday entered the town
has put stop to the business OF
those hawkers.
The troops march past the proud
st. Paul's Cathedral, and soon arrive
in Fleet street and the Strand.
When the troops enter the Strand
the Adjutant calls the attention of
Maj. Sigwart, who is riding close to
him, to the fact that there, in small
by-street, the Gar, Peter the Great,
had lived when he went to England to
learn the ship-building trade as q
simple dock-yard workman.
1t would be a fine parallel, thought
the Major, if the King of England had
some day to enlist as recruit in a
Potsdam by-street to study German
military science. If King Edward had
done so this world war would surely
had been spared US.
From the business part Of the city
our troops have now arrived at the
West End, in the city of palaces, club
houses and Government offices. Here
people spend in idleness their easily
earned money, and here laws are
made.
To the joyous strains of the Ger
man naval song the troops came to
Trafalgar Square. The four bronze
lions at the foot of Nelson's column
have mourning wells over their names.
Today they lie, not as crouching for
spring, they lie as tame with terror.
Before Buckingham Palace
Through the imposing gate of the
Admiralty Arch our troops enter the
Mall, a magnificent street of the Vic
torian era. Now they are in the great
district of the English clubs.
Here is Pail Mall and st. James
street, with their beautiful clubhouses,
in which the West End millionaires,
in as lavish and royal a fashion as
Continental Kings, are attended to by
an army of pages and footmen.
st. James Park, Buckingham Palace
all halt!
All columns halt. A cry to the
whole world. The last command in the
world war.
Round Buckingham Palace the
troops erect their tents. st. James
Park, with its delightful groups of
trees, allows of few unimpeded
chances at the Government buildings,
and the officers explain to their men
in what a renowned corner of the
world they are encamping.
That dull, gloomy building is the
war office. Before the war it had to
look after an army characterized by a
most strange honor. A London girl
who had any self-respcct never went
out in public with n soldier, and an
officer would never have been forgiven
had he ventur6i to wear his uniform
in society.
1t is with such hireings, afraid of
daylight, that the masters of that
house expected to crush the proud
German army, even at the cost of the
last drop of blood of the French SOL
der or the last Cossack's horse.
| What a Pipe Dream
Palace after palace! And before the
windows of these proud palaces, where
the motto was "The Englishman is or
earth to command and control the
globe" German troops are today en-,
camped,
| In the beautiful streets in which
between lunch and tea, exquisite os-
trich feathers used to nod from the
motor cars, and Lords and ladies used
to drive to Rotten Row for Irritation
Prussians Uhlans are now riding their
horses. The sorrow and secret shame
are great.
War invalids from the Scottish
Highlands approach with their bag,
pipes the camp of our troops and
manned Italian heroes from Isonzc
come with their barrel-organs and en-
terrain the German troops to gain a
her that the troops of Quadruple En-