Evening star., 1921-06-26
When All. France Celebrated Glorious
IS. Fourth With Americans During War

Are you novel writer When you are
not ffgting?" .
"No. ma'am: yes, ma'am."
do not hesitate. young man. You.
have a grand imagination"
Such was the fncredulity Of stricken
Paris when they began to throw our
was rumored, broken. There were
nights in Paris when veritable battles
were fought with Gothas. from anti
aircraft cannons in the~streets. We
lived In phantasmagorfa.
One night. at Tours. two American
ed by Jean at our table at the Hotel
de rUnfvers. We tried to cheer them
up, Yet they we're close to: being
heroes. -
French front" they told, I'VE left our
men there. in the hands of French
captains and lieutenants. We came
back on orders Left our men there
As II we abandoned them, on orders.
They needed our men. but didn't need
us: Its all right. Those French cap
tains know the terrain. Anything for
victory"
There must be, somewhere, figures
Of this super-brigading, but have
never seen anything printed or type
written about it. Yet to the French
poilus tell is something which moves,
them to emotion. Just mention tho
word "brigading" and the most rant
ing French Civilian stops his CHAT
about exchange and softens. There,
wssn oas the say es'una 1Si came
out in mysterious eufogy and i'm
passioned gratitude Gen. Pershing
has done an act of incredible gen..
erosity and glorious self-abnegation."
they said. we may not tell more
now. but France will never ferget
1t was a. wonderful example to the
British. to hand over divisions, brig
ades. regiments and battalions, with
their officers. to French and even
British commands. but this other
thing went away beyond 1t. Ameri-
can officers and men were prepared. to
accept anything to aid the victory.
In those days were were taking our
first German prisoners. On visit TO
the front near Walk q Cleveland boy
was btingingein two; prisoners: ;o,d ne e
typical adventure. Hans, and Fritz
'"rhese two. fellows tried to kill me-.
he said, yet they stick to me like;
brothers They are hoodoos- in. the
bargainj Tn sick Of 'em. Hans, Fritz.
fixe! The pen for yours"
~ *,&4 -
a S he and others rushed q machine
"A gun nest, these lads surrendered
to him. Bring your machine-gun,"
he said. and as they followed him to-
ward the rear piece Of shrapnel hit
dressing station, the two prisoners
following with their gun. AS he was
arriving. shell struck the dressing
station and wiped it on the earth. He
bot cut. on the head-and the two
Germans got nothing.
S.EIo ohIo, So he hikpd
for. another dressing station. the two
prisoners following. with their ma
cfrfne-gun. The ,,station was hit BY
a. shell and wrecked. He. was not
touched, but his Germans were not,
either. He. started for another place:
the prisoners following, always. and
soon they were "all messed up in an
train which was wreck
ed by bombs from a boche f1yer:a
"I was knocked against truck.
he said. "and my wounded arm was
tellied. An American doctor gave
me first aid. while these two fool
Germans stood there, like two hoo
docs. holding their machine gun.
Take them to the pen! expect some
thing to happen right here any min
ute. They claim they're going ;,,;tS to
the country
We treated our prisoners we'll. In
those days.. when every one was
more or less hungry. an American
chaplain at Tours discovered that
every prisoner was keeping a diary.
He got glimpse OF several. All
ran something like this:
July 1. I ate. this morning, Amer
ican breakfast, hash, bread. pickles. 1
coffee. apple sauce. ate, 1t noon.
American dinner. tomato soIlp, beef
stew. boiled potatoes:, bread and
sirup. I ate. this evshinE,. American
supper. stewed tomatoes, hsh cakes.
bread and. coffee"
II think he lied ABOUT those fish
cakes" said a doughhoy. unless he
stole them: They don't give me fish
cakes"
"Tut. tut" said the chaplain. '"All