South Bend News-Times, Volume 31, Number 237, South Bend, St. Joseph County, 18 August 1914 — Page 3

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GREET ROOSEVELT

BYUM D GREER

Less Than Score of Persons at Boston Depot When Former President Arrives Sounds Call to Bull Moose.

BOSTON. Awff. IS. tho Arma Monday

In a Fpr-fyh at ("ol. Koosovelt

t hrr.ut'h'Mit th nation to Ft and by their mlors to thr bitter end. Tho rx-prcFldf nt answered tho 1 r :ii hints spread over New KnRland L it ho Ls making ready to leap l;ick Into tho republican party hy assuring his followers that ho stands where ho r.i.l two arn ao, when he bolted at 'hi'M'o. When Ol. Itnoso olt arrived here Monday evening he found his projrres-mv-badors "worried over tho open Jr;cinwations of tho republican forces. Th rolonol, they felt, ought to reitl'irin his all qiance to the progressive party. Tho ex-president, departing from his .et .speech, read tho I'erlaration of party fealty that he ip.-oIm in New York 11 months apo on th" eve, of starting for Brazil. 'At that time, I said I felt that neither of tho old parties offered any hope- in tho fiffht for bettor jrovern-iiK-nt," sil the colonel. "I repeat now with even greater emphasis what I paid then. Tho progressive party .stands firm against tho old machines. "Wo are llKhtlns Penrose and Barnes and tho others of the Bourbon reactionary ma' hinr-s with all our mlffht. Tho irfressivo party is the only one that can accomplish the work of Fmashin? thej-o vicious machines. And I stand with tho progressives, as have always stood." Never in the ex-president's appearances in Boston was such an apparent lack of interest displaced. Not a t oro of persons were on hand when lie arrived at tho Huntington a v. station. A timid cheer went up as he stepped Into an automobile. Only a Small Crowd. A squad of mounted police rode nlong with the bull moose chief for two blocks to char a path for him, but they were not needed. Ho rode on amid tenso silence to Fenway park v here the progressives were having a t'eld day which had brought out only iti out 2,.ViO men and women who looked lonesome in tho spacious jrrnndstands with a seating capacity of :.( no. Tho colonel was scheduled to speak nt the park, but It peemed hopeless 1o wa?.tft effort on ruch a small throng. mi after n-altlng a while watching a baseball pamo lusty lunged announcers Informed the crowd that Iioosevelt would ppeak at tho Arena. It was a shock to him when he walked in to linl three-quarters of the, house vacant. Tho failure to pack tho Arena was laid to the failure of tho city committee managers to advertise the fact that tho colonel would bo there. The colonel talked earnestly to the Jlttlo pack of progressives. His voice "which is getting stronger every day ranj over the empty seats and crashed Into tha rafters. A-ftW Jotting himself straight as a 'progTcsctvo on essential Issues the exlresldent took a fling at ex-Congressman roCall, tho democratic candidate for governor, wlien ho asserted that furyone who would condone the PayneAJdrlch tJLrlff bill was unfit for office. McCall recently announced himself na Fatlsflod Pres. Taft was, that the Payne-Aldrich. bill was "good enough." Not BulU-d For Office. The Bourbons of the republican paTty were responsible for the PayneAldrich tariff bill," said the colonel. "Any man who champions It is a reactionary and not suited for office." After his Arena speech tho colonel nhook hands with progressives at tho Franklin Square house, a i.eghhorhood organization. Ho spent tie night at tho homo of Charles Iiigel rw. Tuesday ho speaks at I'viston and Portland, Maine, starting homo on "Wednesday. on the way from Prattlcboro to "Boston tho local train on which Roosevelt traveled made at least 20 stops. No crowds awaited him, tho only notice given the colonel being by travelers in tho day coach in which ho sat. These Insisted on talking politics to him much to tho colonel's distrust.

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WOMEN'S DAY PROGRAM SPRINGBROOK PARK, WEDNESDAY, AUC. 19th. The following program will bo carried out, as nearly ns possible, on Women's I My. Wednesday, Aujrust 13th: 1:00 a. m. to 1:30 p. m. Registration of old ladies. ItSrt Recister your weight and height at the dancing pavilion. Mrs. Charles Sperry will be in charge. Ringing of cld-timo songs. I l.'trlbutitrx of prizes to the old ladles 70 jears of ago or older. Awarding of prizes to fattest, tallest r.r.c! oldest women. 3:ei p. m. Hard Time Parade with a present for cry lady In the parade, ar. 1 awarding of the five special prizes fir the best costume. NOTICT,. PV.ould tho day be tormy on Wednesday, Aug. 10th. and rain be falling. Worn n pay will be postponed until the next fair day. Adv.

"The Human Slaughter House" Machine Guns Mow Down Hundreds on Bloody Battlefield

RV WIIJJAM IjAMS'AS. (Master of a large public school in Orrnany. (!1 IAPTKR VI. Our subaltern, lying a bare five paces away from the grass, raises himself on his elbows, and gazes intently through his field glasses. T know what is vexing his soul. Ho is a handsome, splendid lad. for whom even we grizzled old-timers would go through lire and water, for he meets you as man to man, without sniillng or swagger as it becomes a youngster. And the other day, when I was marching w ith the rear guard, we discussed I,illienoron's novels. Since then he has always appealed to me as if he had stepped right out of one of these romances of war. He is all ablaze to glean his first laurels. Rut however much he may twiddle the locus of his glasses up and down and crane his neck, he cannot discover a trace of the enemy, and we blaze away foolishly at the wood, and may, for all I kno-,v be bringing down leaves or birds from the trees there. 'Close to the big oak. To the right in tho undergrowth," some one of the rank and file sings out. I strain my eyes to the spot, and fail to see anything. And again I hear the guns growling all round us. But somewhere out of tho far distance a clear, long-drawn bugle call ring3 out amid the iron bass. It thrills like nerve and brain against an iron wall.

Behind there, to the right they are on the run there! And from afar the rifle fire rattles like mad. "Men men! Up with you! At the double!" That camo from our lot . . . our subaltern is racing on with, his drawn sword in his hand. ... I am still prone, and have, almost automatically, drawn my right knee close up under my body . . . they are rising to their feet to the left and right of me, and dashing on after him ... a wrench! and my knapsack slides lopsided up the back of my neck . . . then I Jump up with my rifle in my right hand, and am running for all my legs are worth. Rut as we rise to our feet the machino guns In the woods begin to buzz, and to rain lead into our ranks, until right and left of me men yelp and drop twisted and tumbled to the ground. "Down! Rapid fire!" Tho lino is prone and again we are blazing into the wood, and can catch no glimpse of our enemy. Never a single arm raised against us, never the eye of a single man to challenge us. The wood, the green wood, is murdering us from afar, before a single human face come in view. And while to the right and left of mo the rille fire chatters incessantly, tho grim mockery of it maddens my blood, and makes me see red before my eyes. I see scale armor and visors . . . high in their stirrups the knights burst blazing out of tho wood, and I a reckless horseman of the past, I leap into the saddle my broad sword Hashes clear and kisses the morning breeze and now up and at them like a thunderbolt. Then eyes are Hashing into mine and hands are raised for the melee and stroke for stroke, breast to breast, the pride of youthful, virile strength . . . Ha-ha-ha-ha! What has happened? Where have horse and rider vanished? Where is my sword? "We are not even charging men. Machines are trained on us. Why, we are only charging machines. And the machine triumphs deep into our very flesh. And the machine is draining the life blood from our veins, and lapping it up in bucketsful. Those who have been hit are already lying mown down in swathes behind

us and are writhing on their wounds.! And yet they are racing up behind us1 in their hundreds young, healthy'

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guns into the wagon . . . and then so-long ... I catch my foot in the

root of a tree. . . . Lay on! Liy on! They are "ours" who have come up, and they are laying on blindly on heads, and bayoneting bent back and bared necks, till the whole tangle disperses squealing. ... I drag myself to my feet. A lad, a mere boy, is sprawling over and clutching his abandoned gun . . . with an oath some one dashes at him it is my yokel bareheaded, his faco distorted by rage . . . the boy stretches otit his mangled hand to ward him off, his lower Jaw is waggling, but his mouth remains voiceless. . . . Tho next moment the fixed bayonet plunges into his chest . . . first his right, then his shattered left hand seizes the blade as if in his death throes ho were trying to pluck it out of his heart; so he clings tightly to the bayonet ... a thrust! a recovery! ... a bright, leaping Jet follows the steel . . . and heart and breath gap their last among the dead leaves. . . , All round men are lying slain on the brown carpet of tho woods. . . .

But tho machines are still alive, and rage against the machine fires the blood, and consumes the flesh. . . . Up with the trenching tools! . . with axes upraised they rush at the machines, and hail blows upon the barrels. The retorts wherein death has brewed his portion shriek as though wounded . . . the Jackets burst . . . the water Hows out . . . and the carriage leaps splintered into the air . . . . twisted metal, the spokes of wheels and cartridge belts litter tho ground all around, but we are battering and smashing everything underfoot until our hot blood has cooled its rage on the metal. . . . And now amid Joyous cheers raise thunderous shout of victory. (To be continued.)

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Mr. Stanley Rorlik of Orumstown. Ind.. wishes to express his heartfelt thanks to Mr. and Mrs. Newman, 11C Huntley aw. Oak Park, 111., for tho return of his suit case lost on a passenger train about two years ago, duo to tho. latter's persistent efforts to locate owner. Advt.

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"Up! Oct on. At the double!" The gallant young subaltern dashes on . . . he is waving hN sword above his head recklessly ... a picture for a painter. I am rushing after him . . . his cheer in my ears . . . then the gallant vision begins to sway . . . tho sword Hies from his grasp the subaltern stumbles and falls face forward in the short, stiff stubble . . . then I race pnst him ... I can hear nothing except the uncanny buzz coming out of the wood ... I literally feel how the lead is splashing into our ranks, how men are breaking down to the right and left of me. . . . "Down! Rapid fire!" ... I throw myself on my face, my rifle at the ready. . . . Why does the order fall to reach us? Xo shout comes from the subaltern, none from the non corns . . . the nearest man a good 20 paces away . . . and then one other . . . only we three . . . The first line Is lying shot down in the stuMIe . . . what's the next thing? The ground becomes alive behind us . . . and clattering, panting and shouting . . . and again the wood rumbles sullenly . . . there they are, lying flat, breathing hard . . . never a word . . . rifle to the ready . . . and shot after shot . . . they have filled up our gaps. of a sudden a deep stillness falls.

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The machines are silenced! Not a single shot, not a single spurt of flame . . . there a rustling amid the undergrowth . . . the branches overhead are swaying frantically against each other. Iok! something Is scurrying among the trees, and pushing and hauling now, to crown It all. they are trying to save precious machines from us. Yah! yah! The earth reverberates dully and trembles under our tread . . . a roar of cheers, clubbed Titles, that's how they are coming up behind us . . . our reserves are driving the last assault home . . . they are charging in dense mobs sappers.

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sapper jumps clean over me I see how his eyes are flashing as he passes. . . . I'p. after them . . . there is the heather . . . there is tho entrenchment . . . down with you into the trench and scramble up on hands and feet . . . where are they? Where? where ?... .there by that belt of firs . . . they will have disappeared In another minute past thick, silvery tree-

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