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INTIMATE WAR EXPERIENCES AND
OBSERVATIONS OF
LOWELL MELLET
(United Press Staff Correspondent)
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PARIS, Nov. 29.—Well, I’ve just
about seen them all. They were there
this morning, and if I didn’t see all
of them it was because they came so
fast one pair of eyes couldn’t take
them in. Or because occasionally one
particular face—like Cadorna's, for in
stance was bound to snag one’s atten
tion to the exclusion of the others. I
W ith a little imagination it Is pos
sible to see In Cadorna’s face the
whole story of the war. Rugged and
gnarled in outline and seamed with
the lines made by trouble—trouble—
trouble—hard-thinking and unescapa
ble responsibility, it is yet a cool and
confident countenance. His eyes, seen
in the shadow of his cap’s visor, are
clear and sure. And there is no sag
in his chunky shoulders. i
He was the center of one group of
Kalians that stood for a moment in
the ante-room off the room of the min
istere de Affaires Etrangers before
passing into the Inter-allies conference
room. The new premier, Orlando, and
Baron Somino led another grouji
! through the group of quiet, well
; dressed spectators into the building/ |
The ante-room filled up rapidly and
soon was almost crowded. It was a
colorful scene, the brilliant uniforms
of the generals—few less than gen-'
erals were present—being set against
occasional backgrounds of black and
white, such as Dr. Alonzo Taylor, Bain
bridge Colby, Mr. Balfour and Lord
Bertie, for example. The Japanese,
Colonel Tavaka and others, furnished
the needed restful green, their khaki
having something of green in it,
enough, in fact, to lend that color to
their sallow brown faces.
Saw them all—General Chang-Tsai
Li of China, and Popovich of Monte-1
negro. Generals Petain and Foch ol
France, Lord Milner, General Sir
Henry Wilson and the rest from Eng
land, Prince Charoon of Siam, Premier
Venizelos of Greece and Sevastopoulo
from Russia. In all there were close
to a hundred. i
Didn’t see Clemenceau, he appar
ently entering the chamber directly
fr»fe hia private office. Was sorry;'
wanted to see the ally who sets his
face against a league of nations.
The conferees stood about the big
room in separate groups. Occasion
ally the eyes of one group strayed
toward another, but the amalgum had
not begun to work.
Came then Colonel House of Austin,
; Texas, U. S. A. Almost instantly all
was changed. |
Lord Northcliffe saw him first, but
| the crowd closed about rapidly to fol
j low Northcliffe’s handshaking example.1
| Soon nothing but the shining upper
! curve of the colonel’s unthatched head
could be seen. j
One consequence of this concentra
tion on the colonel was that Lloyd
George and Earl Reading, entering a
moment later, were almost unnoticed,
all backs being turned toward the
i door.
The conferees moved into the coun
cil chamber, and the doors closed, with
me on the outside.
Every now and then a reporter is
terribly tempted. This was one ot
those times. I could have walked in'
and participated silently in that epoch
making conference. I was sure of it
and one of the American members con
firmed the opinion later. But I didn’
go In. Aside from the ethics of the
thing, there was always the possibility
of being kicked clear from the banks;
of the Seine to the far-away banks of1
the Wabash.
The session lasted an hour, barely
time to telephone the office and pay a
flying visit to the tomb of Napoleon
in des Invalides across the way. It
being one of the three days in the'
week when visitors are admitted, there
was an immense throng, dividing their|
homage between the plain casket of
the emperor and the flower-bedecked
airplane of Guynemor, on exhibition |
in the courtyard. About half of the
visitors were French soldiers and their;
families. Ten per cent were AmerP
cans.
PARIS, Nov. 30.—Rue de Grenelle
was dark and deserted at 6:30. So,
too, seemed the big building of the
Russian embassy. The doorman led
me to M. Maklakoff’s room through
halls that echoed our footsteps. In a
great, somber room, lighted only by a
desk lamp in one corner, stood the
lonesome figure of Kerensky’s envoy.;
He is a big, vital sort of person, but
he looked as lonesome as big Russia
looks now on the world’s map.
Despite a thick beard he looked
youthful. The beard itself, jet black
xnd short, was ragged; it had the ap
pearance of being tolerated as some
:hing unavoidable, but not encouraged.
The interview proceeded, after a
prief try-out in French and another in
French-Euglish, in straight Russo-Eng
lish. M. Maklakoff was not happy in'
English, and its extended use proved!
something oMn ordeal for him, but he!
stuck heroically to the task. He con-'
fined himself to simple statements—
not in words of one syllable, of course,
for in a foreign tongue it isn't the
short words that usually are easiest,!
but the long ones—and made pretty,
fair progress in elucidating the sub
ject, ‘‘How Can America Best Help|
Russia?"
The use of both arms aided him a1
good deal and the ambassador also ap-i
peared to benefit by sitting nrst on'
one foot and then on the other. But)
he wasn’t satisfied that he had made'
himself clear, though he had done so'
perfectly.
As I was leaving there entered a
blond-mustached gentleman. The am-'
bassador seized him with joy, waved'
me back to my chair and shot a stream
of Russian at the newcomer. The lat
ter then, in correct Oxford English, re
peated it to me. It was exactly wha j
the ambassador had evolved in his own
struggle with the English language.
When I told him so he was greatly
pleased.
Vance McCormick admitted today
that being an international conferee
is in some ways harder than running
a newspaper or electing a President.1
His particular job, much like that of
a minister of blockade, is undoubt
edly one of the hardest the President
had to bestow, since it involves the
disposal of America’s product not only'
to the best advantage of America and
the allies, but with the least damage
to the friendship of the neutrals.
Dined at the Cafe de la Paix. Just
finishing, about 9:15, when in steamed
a squadron of the Unitod States navy
with a flagship in the shape of a large,
serious gentleman with a South Caro
lina accent. I heard the accent across
the room as the flagship endeavored to
arrange to take on supplies for himself
and party. The Southern drawl is a
beautiful thing, but it isn't French.
The result was a deadlock. The offi
cer’s eyes roved round the room till
they caught mine, and he called out
across the heads of all intervening
diners:
“Do you speak English?”
"American,” I responded.
The squadron bore down on me.
“My name’s Mosher,” said the Flag
ship. “We’re just off a train after rid
ing all day and we’re hungry enough
to eat a grizzly bear, hide and all I’ve
tried to tell these people, but they
don’t understand. Maybe you can
help.”
I could, for I’d he^rd the head
waiter talking excellent English only
a few minutes before.
HAWAII TO THE FRONT
WITH E M BREAD
(By Associated Press)
HONOLULU, T. H., Jan. 19—(By
Mail)—A new war bread has appear
ed in the Hawaiian markets in the
form of banana bread—a mixture of
one-third wheat flour and two-thirds
banana flour. The bread has been
served at public luncheons of a num
ber of civic organizations and next
week will be put in the retail trade,
it is said to be tasty and nutritious.
Approximately 15,000 bunches of bana
nas are rotting on the wharves and in
the fields every week. The territorial
food commission, the Honolulu Cham
ber of Commerce and the local chap
ter of the American defense society
have united to urge the home con
sumption of this fruit.
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IRREGULAR
“Fine pair of spurs you have there,
:olonel.”
"Yes.”
“I suppose you won them on some
battlefield?”
“No,” said the colonel, with some
embarrassment. “The fact is I won
hese spurs at a raffle.”—Louisville
Courier-Journal.
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Germany thinks the American army
Is a joke. Well, it will get across.
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VEN DER KAISER RUNS DER
VORDLT!
(Written two weeks after Germany
was at war.)
Der Kaiser said von day to me.
‘Mine friendt. I'm getting sore;
Dose English, French undt Russian
fools
Must fight! I'll make a var!
"De first ding dat I now vill do
Vill be to make some room
For all mine big brave soldiers grandt,
So Beligum ve take soon!
It's yust a diny liddle blace
Ve'll dake it vid no drubble;
Vy! I could bust it up mineself
Like you could bust a bubble!
Old England ve’ll put on our map.
King George, ve’ll get him yet!
Undt Mary, ve’ll sendt to Uncle Sam
To help oudt dose suffragettes!
George raves about his navy
Undt soldiers drest in redt—
Mine submarines vill knock dem stiff
So dey vil be gone dedt!
France is yust a little yoke
Midt her president like a rat!
Ve’ll make him laff on his Oder face—
Ve'll knock him pouf! Like dat!
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Russia dinks she’s big undt grandt.
But ve can make her zink
From off de earth in a veek or two—
In her brains she have no dink'
Den all de order countries i
Ve grabb dem in von bunch—
De peoples ship to Figii
To make de cannibals’ lunch!
For ven mine Zepplins get to vork,
Ve scare dem in von fitt—
Undt efry voman, man undt child
Vill yust git oop undt git!
Den if dot young America,
Mit me should interfere,
I'll tell friendt Gott to move dose
states
Right in mine country here!
Den I, Vilhelm, vill own de vorldt!
Undt ven de sun shall see
How great undt grandt mine power iss
He von’t shine 'till he asks me!
Undt if vor diss friendt Gott is madt
Undt says dat He iss sore—
I’ll tell Him quick, I run diss vorld!
Undt ve don’t need Him more!
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THE MODERN SPIRIT
He—I would give lots to make you
happy.
She—Vacant or improved?—Balti
more American.
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AUNTIE’S ERROR
“I must say this khaki camping skirt
is a loose fit.”
“You’re in wrong, auntie That is
the boy’s tent you have on.”—Louis
ville Courier-Journal.
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