The Syracuse Journal, Volume 20, Number 14, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 4 August 1927 — Page 2

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4 * Why I Want to Co Back to France tFfmt Frias Eeaay la tka Amertraa France C«av»atlM Caatrat. Written by Babrrt MeKlaala at Maw Britan. Pa.) I want to <o back to the land of romance once more—to march down the sweltering roads a<aln with the memory ot a carefree gang of douchboya tramping along t«j the sons* of “Hlnky Dinky, Parley Voo." "Good-by. Broadway. Helio France," and dear old "Madelon.” I want to be part of that duet-covered column once more; to live am In the things that made It heli, yet made us love It, too—Knee of sweat Streaking down dusty faces and necks, danrUnr hands swelling up to numbness as pack straps tighten across the shoulders, noisy mew wagons with clankin* pans roiltn* alon* in the rear, a passing outfit of Froks trudgtn* out of the lines for a rest, ambulances jammed with muddy, bloody, *rlnntn|g Yanks coin* back to Bltchty—-and the distant boom of bl* Runs bangtn* away over th*| hills tn front of us. I’d tike to crawl back into a certain cramped and water-soaked dugout up near Tout, and i, watch It rain, rain, rain. I want to lie once more in a wheat field below the old chateau In Conde-en-Brle, and watch for Jerry headsr’poppln* up and down tn the trenches across the > Marne. I want to live a«aln the night of July > 14. when they poured up through that field to wipe ua out, and to see If the same little trench Is still there where we found Ed and Charley four days later, leaning over their rides on top of the parapet just as the Jerries had knocked them off. I want to live all the nl«hta again; to see the bursting shrapnel and to hear it whistling for It* victims; to hear the frantic cries of “gas" repeating down the line; to He listening to the diemnl moan of G, L can* going over to wake up th* boys from Berlin. I want to crouch there tn my dugout listening and wondering. Listening to the dull heavy boom of far-away cannon rumbling through the night. Listening to the drip, drip, drip of the everlasting rain out In the darkneaa. I want to lie there wondering—always wondering—what it's all about I want to s«e French hills. French fields. French sky. French people once again. I want to see the kid*—to know that they’ve learned to smile since the war. I want to go back to France ones more—not to eeek new joys or thrill*, but to revive the dream* of old that are fading with th* year*

- By ELMO BCOTT WATSON HE A. E. F. te mobilizing again. But it la the second A. E. F. which Is planning a trip abroad and thia time the slogan la “On to Part* I" Instead ot “On to Berlin!" All over the United State*, members of the American Legion are making their plans to k revisit the land over which they M fought ten years ago and to attend N the annual Legion convention, which 1 will be held In Part* September W 1 to M W It’s a very different A. K. F. that ' is going over in this year 1927 from the one that went over in the year

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1917. Then 'its members crossed the Atlantic In crowded troop ships, their sailing clouded with the profoundest of secrecy, every mile of their Journey beset by the dangers of the submarineinfested water. For the folks at home there was a long anxious wait and then finally word came back that these boys of theirs had arrived safely “Somewhere tn France." This year they’ll be going over on palatial steamers like the Leviathan, the Republic and the President Harding, and Instead of the folks back home waiting anxiously furword from them, some of these folks wiU aecdmpany them on this gala trip. For the sweethearts of 1917 are the wives of 1927, and they’re

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A remarkable record was made by mm company of the artillery corps at a Western post. Four shots were fired from a battery of two ICMnch gwu at a target W feet high by 60 feet long which was moving at the rate of eight miles an hour at a distance of about five tulles away. AU fow»sbote were fired in a period of 1 minute and 20 seconds. and passed through a rectangle 9 feet high by L. if. ■, : ?r-

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♦ Some Familiar Scenes in France That Acwait the Second Coming of the A. E. ‘ 1. CH AM BOV RJD—Madam* Mathilde Ct«»M. the Waaherwamaa at Chamboard. 1* was Madamh Ceapea whe paddled aa* haadred* es shirt* bad »®ck* aad salt* of waderwear ter hwadreds *f Amrrtcaa Mldlen whe pawed through Cbamboard o* their way t* the Froat. She’s staadiag #■ W ladder wblcb putata to tbe tempurary abode of thwe huadreds of mea. S. ONLY ON FOOT MAY THEY CROSS—Saeb I* the waraiag to the approaehea es the Areb de Triempbe la Part*. Amerieaaa la the Freaeh capital for tbe America* Legioa coaveatloa ataat heed this war*lag. tee. There are pieaty es “pletoa" algaa which are beta* erected | for tbetr beaeOt. -A pietoa" la a peraea wh* dee* aa “allea a pled." la ether word*, a perwu es either aes whe gee* ea feet. “Ptetea" algaa are wear the Areh de Triowphe and request the vtatter te "Travewee de la Chauaaee.” er go acroaa ea their shoes. "Aliena! Pie to**! And make It anappy no matter bew mneh year "old dog*’ are frettl**." X—ROMAQNE—Abbe Erneet Deeonrtler. Cure es the ehureh St Remagne-Seuamont Faueea. Tbe road to the rtgbc. following the direction of tbe arrow ea tbe tree lead* to tbe A—erteaa military cemetery where re*t the hodieo of at leaat IXO*O American war dead. The Cure was ' ordered shot a* a apy. but about aa hoar before the time aet for him to faee the Sring agaad a* : alibi waa given for him by a Germaa prteat aad he waa wved. 4. LE FOVR DK PARIS—Oaee upoa a time LtFear de Parte waa watte a village, havia* a population es TOO. Here It I* today, aethiag except the bam of a road marker at the right.' A aew alga- . beard ha* been erected. ja*t to the right es where the old oae *toed. A monumeaL too. haa bee* esaeted aad may be »ee* la the picture. X ALLIHPOINT—Buy *eme mapa before you atart out looking for A ill e point, in the advlee given nay meaabera of tbe Eightieth (Blue Ridge) dtvtalon. going baek to revtalt the tewa which | stood aloag the baak* es the Agree river. Alllepoiat dtdaN have a chamber of commerce, bat it waa a « respectable place and was abow* aa much heard of as It* neighboring vlllagca of Verpel and Tbeaorgues. Then M took the role of chief etopper es sheila, fired by the Eightieth, aad thia Is what you ea* see of AUlepotnt wbea you go back today. X LAHARABRE—C«tiI last aummer tbe abaft la tbe Gerusaa cemetery t» the Argon*** forest, near tbe dugout of the orewn prince of Bavaria, waa auwneuated by a marble eogle. Now tbe eagle I Io aomewhew ta tbe Valtod State*. Aa es-Amerteaa army o«eer. who fought hla way through tbe I > Argonne *n ISIX carried it off aa a aouveair. ♦ I

twins to Paris, too. And some mothers are going. And when they get to Paris how different it will be from 1917 also! Then It was a matter of only a few hours’ tear* and even those hours were ■pent under the watchful eyes of the M. P.’a This year they are going back with tbe knowledge of seven days ot glorious freedom in the French capitel. of Uvtng at some of the best hotels at moderate prices. American Legion officers in charge of tbe arrangements for the convention have engaged five classes of hotels, and will give the boys a week ta Paris at prices ranging from 110 to $49 for room only, for tbe seven days. As for the matter of M. P.’s, there won’t be any. No passports will be required for members of the Ix*gion attending the convention, and they will enjoy complete freedom.' identification certificates have been accepted by all European countries, Instead of passports, thus avoiding visas or charges of any kind. Since such certificates are heretofore unknown to the Paris police, the boys

feet wide, three of them striking the t target and the fourth passing four 1 yards to the left of IL The remark- I able accuracy of this firing can be I appreciated when ft is realised that a « circle with a radius of 11 yards at the target would include all the shots. Another company fired four shots from an 8-tnch battery at a3O by 90- 1 foot target which was moving at the i rate of five miles an hour at a dis- i

tance of about four miles from the battery firing AU four shots were hits, and the first shot cut the raft of the material target in two. A circle with a radius of 15 yards at the target would Indude all the shots. The interval between the shots was 36 seconds. Controlling Temper If you wish not to be of an angry temper, do not feed the habit; throw nothing on It which will increase It; at first keep quiet and count the days i. - / a '■ < ■

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will have only to flourish them to get past any French authorities. Although the Legion author!- ‘ ties will appoint special units In each group to assist the French police force ta handling tha crowds. Legton officials are counting upon the fact that at least one-third of the 30.000 delegate* who are going will be the wives or other female relatives of the men. They will be the real M. P.’s of this A. E. F. while It is in Paris! For that is the reason that most of them are heeding the slogan “On to Paris.” Robert McKlnnis. the winner of the prize essay contest, whose reason for going is given above, has expressed it for all of them, when he indicated that they are going back to revisit the scenes of the greatest adventure of their Ilves. And they’re going back, too, to read certain names on the white crosses which stand ta long rows at Romagne-aous-Mont-faucon, at St. Mihiel, at the Somme, at Suresnes and at the Marne. For there are the names of their buddies, certain members of the first A. E. F. who went to France to stay!

on which you have not been angry. I used to be in a passion every day; now every second day; then every third; then every fourth. But if you have intermitted thirty days, make a sacrifice to God.—Epictetus. Scott isA Law Term Fen is a Scottish law term denoting the sale of land for a rent in perpetuity instead of a capital amount. The notice, “Land to Fea" Is as common as “Land for Sale" in

HER PLAN WORKED OUT Splendidly (© by D. J. Walah.) IF ANYBODY had told Edith Kent as she sat dawdling over a late breakfast that morning that she would receive an invitation to dine with Mrs. Jasper French that evening she would not have believed it, for, although Mrs. French had always taken pains to be gracious to Edith, her friendliness had never gone so far as an invitation to dine. Edith was having a holiday. Her employer had been called unexpectedly out of town and the office would be closed for a day or two. That was why Edith was enjoying a leisurely breakfast instead of hurrying to her work. It was a real treat, for In Edith’s life, since her parents’ death, there had been all too few times that she could idle away a bit of time. She was a wage earner and had only recently arrived at a time where her earnings made it possible for her to have two rooms in which to work out a semblance to a home for herself. True, to most people her home, as she called it, would have seemed poor enough, but to Edith, long used to hail bedrooms, this sunny room, with its couchbed, tea wagon and few pieces of ancient furniture, seemed a paradise. It is true that Edith did not expect to pass an idle day, for there were stockings to darn, her office suit to be sponged and pressed, and a new recipe for sponge-cake, which she wished to try. Therefore, when Mrs. Hess, who owned the house in which Edith had her “home,” came toiling up the stairs to announce in a wheezy voice, “Phone, Miss Kent,” Edith had no idea what was in store for her. When Edith had taken down the receiver and called, "Hello!” she received the announcement that it was Mrs. French, and that she wished Edith to dine with her at six that evening. “Perfectly informal,” Mrs. French assured Edith. "Only Miss Gordon and my nephew, Harry Case, whom you already know. Afterward we will have a game or two of cards.” At Edith’s ready acceptance Mrs. French murmured a conventional phrase or two and said good-by. Edith was in the seventh heaven of delight. To dine with Mrs. Jasper French, who up to this time had merely been pleasantly neighborly. To dine and spend an evening in Mrs. French’s eozy home, which from the glimpses Edith had caught through the lighted windows as she passed to and from her work must be lovely. To meet the beautiful Miss Constance Gordon, whom she bad long admired, but never met, and to be in the presence of Harry Case, whom she had known since their school days, but had seen little of since. Edith s heart fairly danced for joy. She pinched herself to make sure she was awake and not dreaming. Upstairs site flew. There would not be a moment to waste. The organdie must be put through the dye bath and pressed, her hair brushed until it shone. Oh. there was much to be done before she would be presentable. And all the time she worked her heart sang a merry little accompaniment to the grateful thoughts which danced through her mind at the kindness of Mrs. French in asking her—little Edith Kent—to her house. At a quarter before six, when Edith ran down the street toward Mrs. French’s house, site was still joyously happy. Snowflakes were falling and Edith laughingly held up her face to their caress. What a wonderful world It was! Forgotten were the sorrows and troubles which had beset her nineteen years. Tonight she would be happy. a trim maid admitted Edith and showed her to the parlor where Mrs. French and Miss Gordon, who had already arrived, were seated before the fireplace talking. As Edith entered the room Mrs. French arose and in a delightful, cordial manper welcomed her, and taking her hand led her to the fire and introduced her to Miss Gordon. For a moment Edith was quite speechless. Never before had she seen anything so perfectly lovely as Miss Gordon. Miss Gordon might have been thirty. At any rate, she bad the air of sophistication which is so fascinating to nineteen. She wus blond and far more beautiful than nature had intended her to be. Though of this Edith was unaware. She, too, wore a pink gown, but of a shade that could not be bought for ten cents at the corner drug store. It was satin—ane of those gowns that defy imitation and empty one’s purse to buy. It hail cost nearly as much as Edith could have earned in a whole year. Soon after Edith’s entrance, the maid ushered in another guest; this time It was Harry Case. From that time on things became very interesting, indeed. Harry Case was a fine, manly look-

Force of Environment Superior to Heredity

Take any newborn American youngster into the interior of China and give him over to the care of a Chinese famUy, and he will develop flawless Chinese, wear a queue, worship his ancestors, eat^ with chopsticks, sit on a matJohn> B. Watson writes, in Harper’s Magazine. He will learn the Chinese scale of music (very different from our own. since they have a smaller number of notes than we have), develop very different rhythms and accents in music than we have in the West What has become of his western trait inheritances from his jazz-proficient, pianoplaying mother and from his cubist modernlst-in-art father? Gone like the mows of yesteryear. His behavior, his capabilities, what he will do, will be determined by his family life—by the patterns he finds there, by the accidents of that environment, and by the special emotional fixation of the one or the other of his (adopted) parents. In the light of what we know we can

ing fellow of twenty-one. He uud finished college and was spending a year working in his father's office learning what he could of the business before entering the firm as a partner. The dinner which followed was perfect in every detail. Edith, completely absorbed in the pleasure of her first really fine dinner party, was unconscious of anything save her own enjoyment. She was simply an attractive young girl, beautiful, as youth is always beautiful, and her lack of'Selfconsciousness enhanced her charm, but beside Miss Gordon she was as a tiny taper compared to an incandescent light. Mrs. French, however, saw that every attention was show-’ ered impartially upon her guests and she also 'seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself. When the guests returned to the parlor Miss Gordon seated herself upon a big gray davenport and. patting the seat by her side, said to Edith: “Come, my dear; sit beside me. Let us get acquainted.” Under the bright light which the chandelier threw direcfiy on their faces Edith looked like a pink rosebud, while Miss Gordon, with her touched-up skin and penciled eyebrows, looked decidedly artificial. Harry Case, who had seated himself directly facing the two girls, looked from one to the other at first in surprise and then in growing conviction. Miss Gordon was in her liveliest mood and all went well until Mrs. French was called to the telephone. Then Miss Gordon’s wit seemed to vent itself on poor Edith, who was bewildered by the change in the woman’s manner. The fifteen minutes which followed were the most uncomfortable that Edith had ever endured. She felt she was being dissected for Harry’s benefit, but she endured it all politely. She was, however, glad almost to tears wheu Mrs. French returned to the room and the maid brought in the card table. The bad quarter of an hour had done its work and left Edith with the joy of the evening dimmed.

At ten Miss Gordon decided it was time for her to go home, and to Mrs. French's offer of her car Miss Gordon shook her head and with an arch look at Harry Case said she preferred to walk. But Harry failed to catch the look and, turning to Edith, he asked her if he might walk home with her. Thus tiie party left the house. Miss Gordon laughing merrily and insisting that she had had a most delightful evening, “dear Mrs. French,” but with scarcely a good-night to Harry and Edith, who walked away while she was still saying good-by to her hostess. As Mrs. French turned from the door and reached to turn off the lights she caught sight ot herself in the long mirror over the fireplace and smiled at her reflection. Her little plan had worked very nicely, and Harry s career was safe in the hands of Edith and all she stood for. It had been a daring tiling to do, but Harriet French loved her nephew as if he were her own son. She had resolved that he would not become involved in an affair which would hinder or complicate his future. She had been troubled by the growing friendship between Miss Gordon and Harry, for he was at the age where his fancy might be caught by the charm of an older woman. She was sure Miss Gordon was only amusing herself, but to Harry it might be serious enough to spoil his future. Therefore the risk was too great—hence the dinner party. Mrs. French switched off the lights and ascended the stairs to her room, humming happily to herself. Napoleon*s First Wife Josephine, the first wife of Napoleon Bonaparte, was born in the island of Martinique, a Frencti possession in the West Indies. Her first husband was Viscount Beaubarnols, by whom she had two children, Eugene, who became viceroy of Italy, and Hortense, wife of Napoleon’s brother and mother of Louis Napoleon or Napoleon 111. Napoleon divorced Josephine in 1809 In order that he might marry Maria Louisa, daughter of tbe emperor of Austria. Josephine died in 1814. Tested and Labeled “How old are you?” inquired the visitor of his host’s little son. “That is a difficult question,” answered the young man, removing his spectacles and wiping them reflectively. “Tbe latest personal survey available shows my psychological age to be twelve, my moral age four, my anatomical age seven, and my physiological age six I suppose, however, that you refer to my chronological age, which is eight. That Is so old-fashioned that I seldom think of it any more.”—Success Magazinx Capacity for Love In the most perfect love, the lovers’ happiness will not be exactly the same, be their union ever so close; for the better of the two needs must love with a love that is deeper; and the one who loves with a deeper love must be surely the happier.—Maeterlinck.

do with the human Infant (agid und< and spoil) at an early age, we are nc longer willing to make accurate ob serrations upon IL Heredity In th< sense both of instincts and of inborn traits, dispositions, capabilities, tend encies, constitution must go until othei facts are produced to substantiate it New Fi»h Found A new kind of fish has been discovered off the coast of Rio de Janeiro. It is known as the ink.stand fish because of the bone on the back which looks like a pen. When the pen Is pulled up, the blood is black, and good enough to write. The bone pen handles as welt as the best steel pen. Real Teat *«lt makes me laugh to hear soon men say they haven’t any temper,* says old Al Pitcher. “No man knows if he’s got a temper till he meets up with a determined agent fer some-, thing no household is complete tilthout’’—Farm and Fireside.

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