Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 218, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 September 1918 — Page 2

NIGHT BOMBING RAID DESCRIBED

By CAPT. PAUL BEWSHER.

ndon. —The observer settled himself beside the pilot in the big bombing machine. On either side the engines roared thunderously. The signal was given and the machine moved forward, turned into the wind and rushed across the grass into the dim night. It climbed swiftly In wide circles, and below could be seen the dim countryside where a few scattered lights twinkled. Far to the right lay a winding river, like a thread of silver ribbon. Beside the silver ribbon, nearly 200 miles away, lay the German town which formed this night’s objective. In front of the two airmen glowed the phosphorescent dials of the recording instruments. Soon they registered sufficient height for the machine to turn toward the fighting line, up and down which great white star shells were rising, to hang suspended for a few moments before fading out into the darkness. The wing-lights were switched off, the lines were crossed, and friendly territory left further and further behind. Far ahead the glare of many blast furnaces could be seen, and above them the long, white fingers of German searchlights swept restlessly to and fro. We flew on steadily, vainly sought by the searchlights and unscathed by the fierce barrage of shells which burst thickly far below them. Over Enemy Territory. JSodn the first barrier of defense was passed, and for a long time we flew over mile upon mile of enemy territory, over dimly lit towns and sleeping fields and villages. We passed a big city lying on the bank of the river. We could see the bridges, black across the band of silver, and over the city swept three long searchlights. Still we flew on, leaving the city far behind. On either side the engines roared steadily. Behind us hung in readiness the yellow bombs. When we had been flying over German territory for more than two hours we saw ahead of us on the river the lights of another big city. This was our objective, and at once the machine swept round toward it The observer crawled into the back and, lying face down, opened the sliding door in the floor of the machine. Below him lay a square of moonlit country on which he could see a little scattered village and the edge of a forest. And then the twisting river came into his view. He leaned his head out of the hole and saw the black mass of the town a little ahead of the machine. Already he had noticed the dark line of the railway running into the city. The pilot steered the machine round by the observer’s directions, so that it might follow the railway, and so find surely the great railway junction that was to be the target for his bombs. Two searchlights had now sprung up, and here and there in the say

BRITISH GIRLS MAKING AIRPLANES

Upholstering department of a great airplane factory in England where are putting on the fabric covering for the decks and fuselage.

Canada Gives Up Luxuries

Vancouver, B. C. —Here are a few signs showing what Canada is doing to help win the war by conservation ifn civilian life. The biggest result has been prohibition. The Dominion Is dry as the Sahara. The consumption of candy has been cut 50 per cent. Picture shows and theaters have shrunk in number to a marked degree. You can travel from the Atlantic to the Pacific and never see a piano, a phonograph, violin or other musical inBtrument offered for sale. Everyone is wearing his old clothes. '■ “Why should we buy luxuries and music when our defenders need bread and the Red Cross is begging for mercy fundsT’ the Canadian reasons. Travel is falling* off. The summer tourist is becoming rare. One of the largest resorts in the Canadian Rock- ‘ les has an average of only 30 guests.

burst a few random shells. He could see the puffs of smoke, white in the moonlight, drift beneath him. Hit Railway Junction. We Ignored the searchlights and flew steadily on with engines roaring. The big city twinkling with hundreds of carefully shaded lights lay spread now below the observer’s peephole. The fore-and-aft bar of the bomb sight drew near the station and touched it. The observer’s band reached out to the bomb release lever at his side. The luminous range bars crossed the edge of the junction. He pushed the lever hand over, drew it back and pushed it over again and again. Below he could see for a moment the fat cylinders spinning down toward the railway junction. He climbed up beside the pilot and told him to turn. The searchlights erratically swept to and fro with every suggestion of panic, fear or lack of skill. The airmen laughed at them and, sweeping round, started on the long homeward journey The observer was looking down Intently to the black triangular mass of

CLEARING CAMP FOR U. S. AIRMEN

Somewhere in England.—From the tip-top peak of the highest hill on the highest ground for miles around this historic village flutters the Stars and Stripes over the largest American aviation camp In England. Stretched oyer an area of about a mile and a half square, the camp accommodates about 3,000 Yank airmen, mechanics and privates in the aviation service. Far, far below in the valley lies the village, with its' quaint old English thatched roofed houses stretched out like a toyland. Every member of the American aviation service passes through this camp en route from America to France, via England. They come here immediately from the American transports, and remain a week or two, when they are dispatched to the various American and British aviation training camps. They remain in these camps three or four months, perhaps more, putting the finishing touches to their training. Then they are brought back to this camp, completely equipped, and dispatched to France for sky battles with the Huns over No Man’s Land. Thousands Have Passed. The camp has just been officially opened. Thousands already have passed through it and preparations are being made to handle tens of thousands, a camp officer said. Major Page, son of Ambassador Page, is the camp commandant. At the dedication of the post re-

with more than twice as many servants and 500 rooms. A street sweeper would be put in the zoo. He’s nearly an extinct animal. You’ll find him unloading ships and working in mines. And a water wagon —it’s in the has-been class. Canadians are chiefly concerned with getting enough to eat and wear. War’s influence is everywhere* Three of the buffalo kept by the government at Banff Springs broke off diplomatic relations and destroyed each other, in a vicious battle of horns.

Hun Tells Allies' Aims.

Newcastle, Pa. —These are the allies’ war aims, according to a German prisoner in France, related in a from Pte. Harry Mcßride to his mother here: “Italy is fighting to help whip Austria ; Franc-* is fighting to save her country; England is- fighting for the seas and the Americans are' fighting for souvenirs,”

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the railway‘junction, with its crowded sidings. A great spurt of red flame leaped up at its edge as the first bomb exploded. Then another followed it, right in the junction. Then another, and yet unother. The fifth caused a tremendous explosion, followed by blinding white flames—acres of It. Clearly an ammunition train had been hit. ------ Then the others burst, one after another, leaving the railway junction shrouded tn moonlit smoke through which the red light of a growing fire glared dully.

HALF SALARY GOES TO WAR

Candidate for Prosecuting Attorney at Seattle Makes Unusual Promise. Seattle, Wash.—Thopaas D. Page, who is a candidate on the Republican ticket for the nomination of prosecuting attorney of this county, makes the unusual promise that if elected he will devote at least one-half of his salary to war purposes. Page says be will give $1,600 of his salary to .the Red Cross, the Young Men’s Christian association, the Knights of Columbus and the Salvation army, divided equally. He also promises to invest $2,000 fn Thrift stamps, so that at least the salary for one-half his term will be devoted to the war.

cently, General Biddle, head of the American forces In England; Ambassador Page and General Livingston, chief of the British air service, presided. Many members of the American and British diplomatic and military service, government officials, lords and ladies from all over Great Britain, attended the official opening. Following the American flag raising there .was a_ review of American troops from all surrounding camps and athletic sports on the college green. At night hundreds attended a big, informal dinner given by the mayor in the town hall in honor of the American aviation opening in England. Dancing followed. With Lieut. T. T. Toole, camp mess officer, former second baseman of the Columbus (O.) American Association team, the correspondent visited the camp. With its row after row of tents, the camp was a veritable tented city. In a big, galvanized iron structure at one end Yankee cooks were busy preparing a soup and roast beef dinner for these hundreds of hungry Yank warriors. Bread Mountain. Hundreds of white loaves of bread were piled on huge trays in the kitchen. It was a miniature bread mountain. They’ll get away with that in one meal, a Yankee baker laughed. In another galvanized iron structure was a large Red Cross shower bathhouse filled at the time with nude Yankees enjoying and shivering through a cold plunge. At each shower they were lined up three deep, and as one would fall away chattering from the cold water another would plunge in. The Yankees go about two weeks without a bath en route from America to England and they’re eager to get to the showers here. Perhaps the prettiest and most elaborately furnished structure in the camp is the officers’ clubrooms furnished by the Red Cross and Y. M. C. A. American flags, pennants and pictures adorn the walls, and there’s a much-overworked piano that groans under too much American ragtime. Here the young officers- sing, dance; and bunny-hug with each other while one of their number bangs ( the piano There’s a plentiful supply of American newspapers and magazines there also.

More Nonessentials.

Anderson, Ind.—After a life of more than thirty years the Anderson Bartenders’ union has disbanded. As a result the funds on hand were distributed and each of the members received $18.33 refund. Indiana’s de mand for bartenders ceased April 2 1918, when the state-wide hone-drj prohibition law- became effective.

Meet After 55 Years.

New York.—Louis Campbell of New York city and Anderson Campbell of Lacey, Ga., brothers and veterans of the Civil war, met recently for the first time since their parting 55 years ago After bidding farewell to each other on the eve of the Battle of Fredericksburg, Anderson was made a prisoner during the battle of Chancellorsville. At the close of the war he went further South, while his brother returned home to the Orange mountains.

Artist Arrested as Spy.

Madison, Wls.—While taking pictures and making sketches of Haw--thorne’s old home in Salem, Mass., -during an Eastern trip. X). S. Rice, head of the library division of the department of public instruction, wm arrested as a German spy. He was released after exhibiting his traveling card signed by Gov. E. L. Philipp and Secretary of State Hull.

Did He Really Mean ft?

Mount Vernon, N. Y.—A sign in front of a local theater reads: "To Hell With the Kaiser and Big Vauds* villa Acta." -

GRIP? KNOCK IT OUT

Victim Tells of Decoction That Cured Him Quickly. Prescription Brought From France by Soldier Son Saved Him Many Day* and Night* of Misery; and a Doctor's BUI. The symptoms were unmistakable. Pains shot up my back and through my head. Sneeze followed sneeze, and I felt as weak as, but more helpless than, a kitten. When I got home from the office — and I don’t know how I managed to crawl thft-e—my whole body was one large ache. My wife rushed to meet me at the gate. “Jack’s come home on leave, dear,” she said, throwing her arms around my neck in sheer ecstasy. “He got fourteen days. Isn’t it simply glorious?” (Jack is our soldier boy.) I didn’t like to de so, but on the grounds of expediency I gently but firmly pushed her off. “Be careful, old girl,” I explained. “I’ve got it” She knew by my watery eyes what I meant by it, and slipped her arm in mine to help me up the path. I , was glad of her assistance, for I was shivering all over and felt very depressed. “Jack will be disappointed. He’s looking forward to having such a good time, and now it looks as if you.will be in all the time.” With a groan, I curled up on the couch. “Whatever are we to do?” she asked as she brought my slippers. ‘Tve nothing in the house and the shops are all closed. Goodness knows where we can find a doctor, and poor Jack will soon be back. He’s just run round to have a peep at Gwen.” _ The situation was certainly desperate. My head seemed to be bursting, and so did my heart This was a poor sort of welcome to give to our sonnle after years of absence, and I will freely own that by this time something else as well as Influenza was responsible for my watery eyes.

“Yes, dad,” said Jack half an hour later as he sat by my bed, “a month ago I thought some of us were in for a terrible time. We never had such a drenching and couldn’t get a blessed bit of clothing dry. We ached all over. In fact, we were just about like you. It was rotten luck, too, for we missed some of the fun. But just when we were at our worst, a French peasant told us he knew of something that would soon put us right. He told us he had two herbs in his garden which he believed would save half the world if they were only used. Elder blossom and peppermint, those were the two. “Well, he dropped a handful of each in a jug and made a strong Infusion by pouring a pint and a half of boiling wafer over them, just as I have done. He let it steep for about half an hour on the hob, then strained and sweetened it, and made us drink it as hot as we could stand it. He simply soaked us with it, but the next day we were like new men.

“What, do you say you can hardly believe It? Well, here comes mother with a Jugful. It was lucky I had some with me, and I’ll take good care never to be without it. Now take a good swig of this. It’s quite nice. Then cover up and we’ll pile on the clothes ” Sooner than I could have believed, the perspiration was rolling down my face In grand style. Later on I emptied the jug and fell into a deep, refreshing sleep. The next morning the feeling of ennui had passed away. My head , was clearer, and I could even make a Joke. The day after I was able to sit up, and Pve never looked back since. Now this is not a fairy tale, but a sober fact, and If all who are victims of the influenza fiend would try this magic potion they would soon be breathing benedictions on the head of that unknown peasant In Flanders. It Is so harmless that you cannot use it amiss, and so effectual that you cannot give it in vain.—Buffalo Express.

All the Same to Him.

A new office boy, rather small, recently was employed by an Indianapolis bank. He had been on the job long enough to whistle when on duty, but not long enough to make the personal acquaintance of all the other Insiders, Including the president. The other day the dignified head of the institution saw Young America sliding through the lobby and, observing that he wore his hair pompadour, called out to him: “Say, boy, do you know you look like Hindenburg?’’ “Huh,” came back the youngster, “I hate to tell you who you look like.” When somebody laughed behind his desk and told the office boy that he had spoken curtly to a real live bank president, he got this answer: “Well, no man can tell me I look like Hindenburg and get away with it. That goes with bank presidents, too.” The boy is still drawing his pay.— Indianapolis News.

Got More Than His Share.

The record of having survived two torpedo attacks belongs to Edwin J. Britt, a wireless operator. Within the short space of eight weeks he figured in two sea disasters in the war zone. He was wireless operator on the destroyer Jacob Jones when the American vessel was sunk by a German torpedo. Shortly after his return to land he shipped on the transport Tuscania, which also fell a victim to the submarine. Britt has upheld the tradition of radio men for nerve and steadfastness to duty. His home is in Brooklyn.

SOLACE THAT NEVER FAILS

■Best Antidote for Caret and Worries Found In the Solitude of the Wilderness. What medicine In the quietude of nature ! After a day of feverish struggle to make the discords of human endeav- ’ or harmonize with the soul’s aspirations for tranquillity and peace go into a bit of natural woods bordering a calm, shadow-tinted lake and in the twilight silence listen to the innumerable whisperings of the leaves. Stretch your weary body, on the green sward and with an ear to the earth note the quick bursting of the roots of those tiny blades through the compressed ground. Catch the quick changes Jn light and shadow of the breeze-stirred branches overhead. High over the water a swallow darts and salW, emblem of faith, against a tender sky. The waters lap the shore with accents of pure Joy. Cool, soft winds steal through your hair and caress your cheek like the fingers of dear companions gone before. In such sweet solitude all cares and worries fall into forgetfulness and their places are filled with gentle thoughts and fond remembrances. The harsh sounds of the busy day no longer assail the ear with their disturbing sequence. Nature is the only actor in this lovely scene and all her movements are full of gentle grace, all her sounds accord, one with the other, making a pleasant chorus, a “concord of sweet sounds,” that win your whole being to their melodious flow. Here you become one with the expanding sky, the reflecting water, the calm trees, the playful grasses. Something liberal takes possession of your heart and brain and soul and a great kindliness grows within. Humanity is softly transmuted Into an essence of brotherhood. No longer is your sight material, your senses go. The eye of the mind beholds a universe,of quiet cheer, peopled with lovers of truth. Nature has wrought a miracle. You are translated with all the hitherto distracted earth into a land of pure delight where no fault lies and all eyes look unclouded into other eyes that look and beam again. The glory of that dreamed-of heaven lies In that little lonely nook beside the placid lake.

Shows Spirit of Allies.

Among the cheering anecdotes Elizabeth Shepley Sergeant reports in an article on the French-American offensive, none raise more sanguine hopes of allied victory than this: Somewhat over a month ago a French general encountered an American colonel of infantry below ChateauThlerry. , “How long have your men been on the march?” asked the general. “Thlrty-slx hours.” “Then of course they are too tired to go in.” “Not at all—they’ll go right in.” “Can you stop the Germans?” “Certainly we can stop them." It was thus that an American infantry regiment and five batteries of artillery were thrown straight across the road from Metz to Paris. The Germans not only did not advance one step further along that road, they were immediately driven back by the Americans and their re-enforcements at Bouresches, at Chateau-Thierry, at the Bois de Belleau.

Why Turks Are Confident.

Amid the many menacing perils that threaten iris thorny throne the new sultan of Turkey can find consolation for all Moslem disasters by contemplating the “Shining Stone” in the mosque of St. Sophia. This is a slab of translucent marble, brought from Persia, which has been fixed to the western side of the gallery. It emits rays of dazzling brilliancy during periods of Turkish prosperity or of religious triumphs for Islam, but becomes black and opaque, however cloudless the skies, Whenever some calamity is about to befall the Ottoman empire or the faith. It has not hitherto been darkened during the present war, though the sultan’s armies have so frequently been defeated and the power of Islam seemed to suffer eclipse. Thus the mystic stone, ever shining, proves to believing Moslems that, however fate may frown, the real victory remains with-them.

Making Tin Plate in Australia.

The supplies of tin plate for Australasia, the value of which amounts to over $12,000,000 per year, are drawn from Great Britain and America; but recently the lack of shipping and other difficulties have led to a serious shortage In deliveries. A leading Australian producer of steel has accordingly arranged to establish tin-plate works which will eventually supply the whole of the antipodal demand. Plenty of tin is available In Australia as well as the necessary steel. The company, in question, in addition to supplying steel for Australia, has sent considerable quantities "of munitions steel to Great Britain and has also opened up trade South Africa by supplying 20,000,000 tons of steel rails.—Scientific American.

Rare Books Bring High Prices.

Several high prices were realized for rare books at the sale of the Winston H. Hagen collection in flew York recently. John F. Drake, former partner of John W. Gates, paid $4350 for the first edition of Thomas Gray’s “An Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard.” It was published in 1751, in England, and it is recorded that the author received no remuneration for the work from the publishers. The receipts from the sale amounted to s7fir 770.

Suffered For Years Back and Kidneys Were in Bad Shape, But Doan's Removed all the Trouble. “My kidneys were so weak that the least cold I caught would affect them and start my back aching until I could hardly endure the misery," says Mrs. D. C. Moss, 073 Fulton St., Brooklyn, N. Y. "In the morning when I first got up, my back was so lame, I could hardly bend over «nd any move sent darts of pam through my kid- w Wf neys. It was hard for it- Jm me to walk up stairs or I TP* Jw stoop, and to move while lying down sent darts of pain through “The kidney secre- MRS. ROSS tions were scanty and distressing and the water remained in my system, making my feet and. hands swell. There were dark circles under my eyes and I became so dizzy I could hardly see. I had rheumatic pains in my knees and it was all I could do to get around. For years I was in that shape and I wore plasters and used all Kinds of medicine to no avail until I tried Doan's Kidney Pills. They rid me of the trouble and strengthened my back and kidneys. When I have taken Doan’s since, they have always benefited me.” Sworn to before me. ■ L. N. VAUGHAN, Notary Public. GatDou’sat Any Store, 60c a Bos DOAN’S VXIV FOSTER-MILBURN CO„ BUFFALO, N. Y.

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