The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1920-07-09

| child was often seen cOnversing with
a private who had languished overIone
in the guardhouse. The colonel wen!
his way, serene and unruffled After
all, what is one adoring feminine voice
in the life of a colonel?
American Town Major.
Life on the main street was always
| full of interest. There was, for in
stance. the daily parade of the burgo-
master and the American town major
| Here was one member of the army of
occupation who had every right in the
world to have his disposition perma-
nently soured with the assurance that
no other wearer of the American uni
form could honestly put the familiar
question, "How do you get that way?"
He was responsible for the good be-
havior of Germans and Americans
alike-the restriction of liquor sales
TO the men (Which meant that
schnapps was verboten) the closing Of
the Gasthoffe ar an early hour and the
enforcement Of the rule against fra
ternizing Tin public). He administered
the system of fines for dirty streets
and yards 1t was a hard life. but who
can say that he was not well repaid
by the sight of the local bankers wife
painstakingly brushing away the
street refuse from before her house
each day al the end of n stormy siege
of weepingS, proteStatiOns and small
fines? | was never privileged to ac-
company the little gray burgOmeister
and the lanky young town major a CIT
iZen from Alabama, on their daily tour
of inspection.
This village of approximatelv 1000
souls had lost something over 30 Of its
men in the war. vet what resentment
there might have been against the
Yankee conqueror was too well con-
cealed to command respect
Soldiers Become Socialists.
All the soldiers who ready got to the
front came home Socialists. "Our
girls are crazy. They beneve the
Americans Will marry us. That is NOT
SO, is il? IN Germany everyone laughed
during the war when they heard how
many little German babes were born
in France Perhaps there Will be lit
tie American bubies in this town" l
FASTENED to protest that she had an |
entirely wrong idea of the American
soldier. She shrugged her shoulders
with a cynical laugh. WHO knows,
frauleinchen? 1t is too soon TO tell"
Not far up. the road was the main
spring of the village, good-sized pot |
terry works presided over by three pros
porous, rotund and well-grOomed broth |
ers in the neighborhood of 90 Chill |
dren worked in their factory, not |
many. it is true. but enough TO BAN
iSh preconceived notions of Germany's /
elaborate care for her common people.
In this pottery works were designed /
and manufactured hundreds of souve,
mir plates for the American and finally
also for the British army. The plates
were circled with a gold laurel wreath
and i'm the center appeared in formal
design the individual purchaser
name, his regiment. division emblem
and the insignia of the army of occu-
patton. the date of the divisions en-
try into the war, its victorious en-
ga. -ements and November II. 1913
The tale of Germany's humiliation was
thus voluntarily served out 10 her enc
mics with no thought. apparently. be-
yond the harvest of marks reaped
Visitors were always cordially wei
coined to the warehouse where long
lofts were lined with shelves full of
stems and simple potteries. these,
the herr smiingly explained in French.
''wifl go to America when the peace
treaty is signed. We sell great deal
of our goods in America"
Spring has come round again. Il
smiles upon a distraught Germany.
the fears of the burgomeister
we're well grounded when he groaned
over the holshevistic mutterings of his
people and prayed that the American
soldiers might never he called away
The town crier. red of nose and
warped as TO teeth. still rings his bell.
perhaps TO announce nothing more Sc
-ious than that Children have been
throwing stones at the horses of Amer
can officers. This must be stonned AT
,nce or the parents will be severely
punished. BY order of the burgomeis-
err"