The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1921-01-20
There Is Not Much Change ex-
cept in the Spaces Between
the Villages.
SHOWS HAVOC UNDISTURBED
The Soldier Who Goes Back to His
Duoout In the Woods 10 Likely to
Find That Only the Rains
Have Reshaped Il.


New York.-To any American COM
Ing back from France these days. the
first greeting from quondaln men,
yer Of the A. E. +. is always this:
"Well, hOw's 1t look over there7
Changed much3"
To which, utter some futile short
tived notion Of describing the great
mutilated stretch of France, with It's
million discouragements and its thou
sand and one evidences Of renewing
life. the returning wanderer must
needs answer:
'No, not much"
For the impression that the old bat
tleflelds make is Of havoc undisturbed,
paralysis incurred, Alexander WOOL
colt writes In the North American
Review. The soldier who goes back
TO his old dugOut In the woods near
Grand Pre- Is likely to find that only
the steady rains have reshaped 1t. that
the old helmet the shell-hlt blew from
his head still lies where II fell two
years ago and more. The villages Of
the Meuse, the OurcQ. the Vesle and
the Aisne look much as they did when
the American troops trudged out OF
them for the last time. 1t Is true that
the rubble Is gone from the streets,
and the litter of stone has been re-
duced to neat piles Of assorted pieces.
Here and there rough new cottage
has been fashioned from the materials
bf Its demolished predecessor. At in
tervals there are unfamiliar shacks
and barracks. But on the whole, Mont
faucon and Fere-en -TardenOls and Ju-
vigny-they all look much as they did
when the Yanks started home. Vaux
that little Marne village which the ar
tillery behind the ninth infantry blew
to bits In the excitement Of June, 1913
--vaux has only one new building. II
is not much Of building ut that-just
q shack of wood and taxpayer. And
II Is not a dwelling at all. 1t 10 q
buvette.
Where improvements Are Seen.
1t 10 In the spaces between the vii
lagos that the change Ia 30 remark
able. You see II even In the rolling
land of the Argonne and the blasted
countryside Of the Chemin- des- Danes.
For almost everywhere some tilling
has been done.
Visitors to the American graves near
Juvigny In the spring Of 1919 marveled
70 find that the old Quarries along
the ravine on the side Of the town,
which had once served as divisional
headquarters, message centers and
dugouts In time Of battle. were then
serving as homes for the first six of
the returning families, so that children
were playing with the useless gus
masks out In front while Spartan
percentages blOOmed ut cave en-
frances and the weeks wash tapped
In the wind.
Now another winter and another
summer have gone by. The fields near.
by have been largely cleared of their
wire and shells and have yielded some
food and little income to Juvigny.
Perhaps 200 people are back In the
town.
1t Is because of this scantIness Of
reconstruction as far as home build
Ing goes that, as you walk along a
ruined street, Juvlgny seems de.
serted city. But II is hardly that and
you realize as much with something
of thrill when in clearing amid
the rubble, you come upon barrack
and catch through the windows the
unmistakable drone OF childish voices.
III Is school and glance through
the window shows row on row Of pig