HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1914-10-1, Page 2ALI- THE HORRORS OF WAR
WHEN MEN BECOME AND ACT
LIKE SAVAGES.
Art Army omeer Tells of His Ex-
periences in South
Africa.
War is (brutal. It is a -butcher
]business; Every 'Wattle means
sliamkTe, every 'death 'a shiver 'of'
Pain and a tear -sodden, sorrow. The
imaginative can •picture the scone,
the •more .simple 'have no idea of
what' battle ' means, Warmeans
death,' disaster, privation, cruelty
and grief. It is a bkoodeliiraty
trade, but it is a necessary trade so
long as •nations remain as selfish
las they are. ''The fool cries for war;
the veteran never prays to un -
:sheath his 'sword. He knows the
terrible cost.
I am net theorising, for I have
seen the terrors of it a11. I have
heard the plunk of the shell, the
whistle of the bullet, and the after
yell of death as a man 'tumbled to
earth. "I have seen the fiewer of an
army slaughtered. I have wander-
ed oyer a field- of maimed and
!blood -covered heroes. This was in
the African War, when I was :but 'a
simple and impressionable lead of
fifteen. Till then I imagined war
to be: glory, chivalry and honor;
now I realize that it is more ghast-
ly than chivalrous.
In- the final assault the veneer of
civilization: departs, and men are
revealed as mad, as savage and as
cruel as tore. pagan Goths, who
swallowed up Reese,'
I shall never forget the broken-
hearted General Gatacre retiring
with his defeated army from the
battle of Stormberg.
Discipline Had Gone.
Men made their own laws; some
cursed` -their trade as •they shuffled
along, while in tre rear of the col-
umn staggered the wounded men.
Their wails rent the sultry air,
while an occasional groan cut deep
into the more sensitive soul.
Eventually an engine and a number
of railway trucks were seoured.
The wagon bottoms were covered
with straw, on which the wounded
were laid. Buckets of water, some
Tough bandages and a few hard'bis-
cuits were placed inside. And ,then
the army started for the base at
Etat London. Every jolt jarred
the bleeding and shattered bodies,
while an occasional sigh signified
that another man had gone.
Haw ghastly ; how awful it seem-
ed, Young officers, bearded ser-
geants and smooth•faced'boys were
littered like sardines. Khaki suits
were covered with mud and dark
red. blood ; bullet -holes could be
seen in helmets. But it was my
duty: to tend to their needs. I
hardened my heart for the job.
"Orderly," whispered a man mato
had (been struck in .the abdomen
by part of ,a pom-pom shell.
"Yes," I said, bending down,
"'This—this," he whispered,
fumbling with a locket on his neck.
flitted it off as 'he whispered.
"Send—home—the wife," and he
fell back dead. I looked at the
locket. It was only sixpence worth
but it had a photo of his wife and
child. In his pocket I found a let-
ter with his wife's address, so I
despatched the relic home. It was
a grata .message.
It Was the Penalty of War.
Searching again I found a young
offioereof a creak regiment who bad
sailed tfroni England with me. He
leadbeen engaged to a minister's
Idaatalater, a lovely girl of nineteen.
When. our 'ship left Southampton
the yeung lady shrieked with
fretr'zy, 'then with a- loud wail of
•"Jack";'Jack, my boy!" she hysteri-
tally swooned into 'her fat'her's
arms,
And ,there he lay, this shoulder
tattered, his 'body riddled, +and
one leg broken. Six feet of manli-
,ness ruined in an hoar. But he did•
a}ot;:omp'iain. As I lifted his bead
to pour some water (between his lips
he waved me away, saying, "It's
Fall •right, old man, I'm done. Give
it to the men," The last phrase
WAS typical of a public ;school boy.
d'IGdve it to the men" has ever since
-been •a text of my life.
And where is the Scot, who will
forget 1 tagersfontein 1 I discover-
ed any own brother in a field hos-
;pdtalethere three weeks after the
ifighb, He had been bayonetted by
Iawn:dant-it the darkness Wand panic,
lE is lung tis pierced, and his body
ia`isnost•drained,of (blood. But the
•parade, of :the - wounded officers of
the Highland Brigade was still
more trenching, I saw them lined
'ora'the ,as. City of Berme, Lege
off,'; arms off, heads ,and bodies
fb'an4lageld—just one line of broken
hstoes, . The old General who had
psmeate imapcot theta and arty good.
la ye 'turned await' withal/Ws in (lit
eyes:
Wlien,at:mahed tears the emu is
Creat; •
•Bet'UIIe••afh.srnatflf.°uf M erta•caea
t w t of
the lit s
a
dein was perhaps =
a�]"
hive Hundred Widows -
land' hundreds of fatlterleas e'hild-
• sen ; ewidertllrirod and poverty hi
The Germart Bivouac After the Battle of Vise—An Actual War Picture
this night of disaster. Let us hope
that that terrible night shall not
be repeated.
Id death comes then let it come
with victory, not in an attack which
was ill-advised and wrongly direct-
ed.
Now I would tell you of battle.
What it is like. How the soldier
feels,
Picture then, the dawn; the quiet
command, "Get up!" -and the ris-
ing from the ground of wet, hungry
and emaciated soldiers. A mouth-
ful of lukewarm coffee, a bite at a
biscuit and a lump of red bully beef
constituted the meagre fare. After
this the command, Tall in." Am-
sntumition was issued, rifles inspect-
ed, and off went the column into ac-
tion. Even the :bravest has a thrill
of fear. Ibis not of the enemy,'but
of the unexpected result. Will it
be victory) Will, it mean death/
And then a bullet zipped by.
Next a broken volley echoed. We
were in touch.
"Extend," was the order all
along the line. Out went the long
lines of men.
"Lie dorwn," was the •next com-
mand. This completed, the batter-
ies behind bellowed forth a fierce
volume of artillery fire. The air
was filled with shrieking shells,
which circled and oraghed against
the rooks and entrenchments
ahead. The 'shells were answered
by the deadly creosot guns. - They
smashed the limbers of our wag-
gons.
Killed Several Horses,
stampeded many more, and here
and there sent some poor soul to
his God.
"Advance," ordered a grizzled
old :Colonel. The older men rushed;
the younger boys paused, but the
curse of a sergeant drove them on.
Across :the fele.-swept zone they ran.
And then I saw how dead men
fall. When struck by the !bullet
the arms rise involuntarily, the
head goes back, and with a strange
jump and a (blood -:curdling yell the
ill-fated man &11s dead. Once I
stopped to help a dying man, but
another officer's 'boot sent me on
again. It is useless to tend them.
Every man is needed in the firing
line.
"March by the right," yelled an
old sergeant of the Peninsular
type. He bad no fear, and :believed
it his duty to keep the men in line.
Ib was foolish, but it was splendid,
too, He stood exposed to the
shrieking bullets, cursing and com-
manding. And so nearer we drew.
The fire was getting more deadly;
officers and men were failing fast.
Yells and cries for water were
heard on every side. Looking back
I saw a plain dotted with dead and
wounded; then, looking' ahead,- all
I saw were rocksand trenches
not the sign of man except the
flashes of rifle fire from out of the
sangar holes.
This is modern war. Every man
is'hidden in defence. It is depress-
ing while making :en attack, for the
advancing troops have little indi
Dation of the success of their fire.
Imagine .su:ch an attack in a broil-
ing sun, with no water, no food and
the terrible strain on the nerves of
all. - Think cif the sweeping bullets
;which zip and 'batter; think of the
awful crash of the shells. Horses
are masted to pulp at a blow;
men's ladies sundered :by the that
raging metals, others riddled
through and .through.
It is Difficult to Advance.
Courage, endurance and will power
are required.
Discipline, : however, kept us
right, foe discipline •is the main
spring of an army,
This lasted for a day, and just as
the sun was setting we reached a
point 200 yards from the enemy's
position. "(Fix ibayonete," was now
the order. The rattle ofsbeel made
th.e enemy rise. Steal in the stom-
ach is rather unpleasant. The flee
ing men was the sign to -rush on.
Up rose the whole line of savage
soldiers. Their eyes were :blood -
that,' their muscles taxis, •their civ-
ilization had gone. '?hey, were sav-
egss out for grim revenge. With
blood -escaping yells they dashed up
the Bills, The fleetest got in touch.
There were some sickening thuds
as bayonets .plunged into the bodies
of the few remaining Boers, and
horrible groans as the steel was
withdrawn. But it was a poor re-
venge for the hundreds of dead and
wounded behind. And such is war.
But the Germans will wage their
war ie a more cruel way. Of chiv-
alry they know nothing. This is the
reason why many French officers
parry ,phials of ,poison in their hav-
ersacks. They expect no mercy
when wounded, and prefer to end
their sufferings rather than fall in-
to German hands. And slhould the
Germans land on our shores the
scenes will be awful. Heaven pre-
serve us from such a fate. In 'the
meantime we mast not be idle. It
is the duty of all able bodied men
to rally to the flag. It is the duty
of all women to surrender the
rights of love in the interests of
that patriotism which is as sacred
as our theology. Shoulder to shoul-
der must be our ery. Though the
clouds are dark a silver lining will
come if we will play up and play
the game: People's Journal.
SOLDIERS AND SAILORS.
Sailors Have Special Rights hi Al-
most All Countries.
The Statues of Wills, in, force in
Great Britain provide that wills of
soldiers in actual military service,
and of sailors, are subject to ape-
ciad legislation, but this privilege
applies only to wills of personal
estate. Wills of petty officers and
seamen in the navy, and of marines,
as fax (as relates to their pay or
prize -money, must be attested by
an officer, and wilds made by sea-
man in the merchant service must,
if made at sea, be attested by the
master or matte, and if made on
land, by a superintendent of a mer-
cantile marine office, a minister of
religion, justice of the peace, or
consular or customs officer.
The effeclts of seamen, marines
and soldiers killed or dying in :the
British service are exempt from the
regular duty; and if they amount
to keg than a hundred, pounds they
are not probated. In the ease 'of
prisoners of war wills are subject
to special regulations,
Under the French lane, according
to the encyclopaedia, nunoupative
or oral wills are not recognized,
but soldiers' and 'sailors' wills are
subject to special rules as in most
other countries. "In Germany there
is a provision that the formalities
may be raliaxed in certain Crips,
such as imminent death, a prevail-
ing e'pidemic,"a state of siege. The
wills of the German naval officers
might came under this olassiflcation,
as the cruisers were preparing to
run out through the English fleet,
which was reported to be lying in
wait for them off the harbor.
In the United States nuncupative
wills, the riglrb to make which lies
only with eaailo•rs aux se(a, or soldier's
in the field, are somewhaut rare, but
one was admitted to probate in
King's County in December, 1909.
It was made by George O'Connor,
chief engineer of .the atesanshlp
Dorothy, when the vessel was in
mid -ocean, All that he said was:
"Everything that I have belongs to
my diaughter, Lizzie," Th,e will was
proved with the aid of two witness-
es, the captain ,and the first officer
of the Dorothy.
The Small Boy Again.
A small boy was one: day asked
by a clergyman' if he knew what
was meant by energy and enter-
prise. "No, sir; I don't think I
do. The clergyman said , Well,
I will tell you, my boy. One of the
richest men in the world came here
without a shirt on his back, and
now he has millions," "Million•s I"
replied the boy. "How many does
he put on at a time l"
A Sweet Tooth.
Tsaeher—dohnnv. if apples were
20 cents a dozen and I gave you 10
cents, how many would you get(
Johnny -None. It'd get a chow-
late sundae,
"SHOT AS A SPY" IN PARIS
TIIE - MANAGER OF A MOST
EXCLUSIVE HOTEL.
A Wireless Station on Roof Was
Used to Give Information
to Germans.
"He':s been 'shot ; over a •hundred
spies hays been shot at Vincennes
and La Muette,"
This Frenchman was speaking of
an hotel manager I used to know
a lilible. Hie hotel is off the Champs -
Elysees, a place of salt carpets and
inlaid wood, marble and palms. He
was one of those suave; sell -pos-
sessed German or Austrian hotel
managers who make on you an un-
canny impression of omniscience,
writes G. Ward Price, Paris oerres-
pondent of The London Daily Mail.
They speak every European
tongue without •a trace of Salbering;
they know the name of the beat ha -
tel and are personally acquainted
with its manager im every city in
Europe. They can give you detail-
ed directions for the most oompli-
catedl journey without opening a sin-
gle time -stable, and their informa-
tion is .right to the last particle;
they know at what station the din-
ing -ear is put on, and: they iunpress
upon you to remember that the train
leaves Kleinstadteam-Flues 20 min-
utes earlier this month than the
time mentioned in the time -table.
That is how I remember him; al-
ways in a frock -coat whatever the
season, whatever the hour of the
day or night; always wearing the
diamond pin that a travelling mon-
arah gave him; always ,alert though
unebbrusive, known of all hie
guests, familiar with none.
He has been shot, they say. Pos-
sibly it is only another of the exams
gerated stories that are passed
from mouth' to mouth in this imagi-
native city of safes and concierges
and gossip. Certainly he disap-
peared immediately war begasi,
while both guests and staff were
turned out at an hour's notice, and
the hotel itself is now empty and
guarded by the police.
Page Boy's Discovery.
We than knew what'beoame of the
manager perhaps after the war. It
was one of the page boys of the ho-
tel, they eay, who, in a boy's way,.
gat out of his attic window on to the
roof. He scrambled :about in great
glee for a while, climbing onto the
ridges of the gables and looking
over the housetops right away to the
green Bois. At last he came to the
turret that stands at the corner of
the roof--ene of those little orna-
mental cupolas time architectsput
onto hotels to gratify the hotel pro-
prie. pr's sense of graceful design—
a thing lake a pepper castor, sur-
mounted by a tall flagstaff, wallet
is stayed against wind by a circle of
stout wire ropes running down to
the 'roof.
There is a door in the side of the
cupola with a la:dcler leading up to
it, and the sight of a closed door in
a turret is enough to fire the curl-
osi,by of any boy. Up the ladder
scrambled the little page, pushed
open the door, and then started
back in astonis'hmen't. Instead of
being empty the turret contained' a
large table, and the table was Dov-
cred with instruments and coils of
wire and wheels, The man sitting
at the table had- a telephone re-
eeiver clamped over his head, and
as the, door opened he swung round'
with .a ishirblbd word,
Penitently the frightened . libtbe
boy :stood there stain neying apole-.
gies. Ile had'reoognized the chief
of the hotel staff, :The .manager
seized the boy angrily by tte slboul-
der'. What biusiness, had. ,he ftp
there) What did he mean lay die-'
turbine important ' experiYnentsat
"Go down at epee, you little 'rascal,
and if you set. u• ,word. ,abont tlita
without m,y"permtssibn there' 1I bo
trouble ahead of you,"
Warned the Policia
Thoroughly scared, the ",petit
groom" scurried away. It was some
days before he told anycste of his
strange discovery of the manager
in the cupola with the mysterious
coils of wire and 'telephone receiver.
But gradually, first to another page
boy, then through all the servants
of the hotel, the story spread. And
at bast one Frenchman who bserd it,
mare alert than the rest, refleobe'd
that there was talk of war between
France and Germany, and took the
trouble to go round to the police
station,
Nothing apparently happened.
But tho military governor of Paris
bad been told of the incident, and
from windows do 'houses round the
hotel discreet field -glasses were
watching the unobtrusive little tur-
ret. 'Ilhen there Dame the German
declaration of war, and the next
morning several detectives in plain
clothes drove up in a taxicab to the
hotel, -
They crossed the broad hall with
its lofty gleaming marble walls, to
the manager's office. At his rich
mahogany desk sat the manager,
spruce, self-possessed, capable as
ever.
"You have been using a secret
wireless apparatus on the roof of
your hotel for the, purpose of eon-
veying messages to the enemy. You
are !arrested as a spy."
Some of the detectives were driv-
ing away with their prisoner a mo-
ment later. The rest stayed to
make arrangements for the imnie-
diate closing of the hotel.
And sines their, the manager has
not been seen by anyone. Only
from •every ,side you bear the same
story. A court martaaal ratting in
one of the big barrack forts 'round
Paris, 'and the next day a firing
squad in the moat, and facing ie the
hotel manager, a oonvieted spy,
Is this the 'rue story of 'his disap-
pearance) I can only say that it is
what everyone in Paris will tell you.
War is a grim busaness-
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WHEN ATKINS ACTS THE LORD
When the British Soldier and Officer
are Campaigning.
Campaigning is a great leveller
Yesterday Private Brown was clean-
ing :the boots of Captain the:Hon.
Fitz-Puddletan, of the Royal Army
Medical Corps, as the latter's fac-
tatumrin-chief; to -day the private
has 'been• wounded and the captain
kneels at his aide with tender soli-
citude binding up .hies wounds and
offering brandy in a tin mug.
In war the medioad colonel, steep-
ed in .subtle science and the dignity
of years, may have to bind up the
sore feet of :the greatest ruffian in
the regiment. At no, time is any-
one less than a non-eommisaioned
officer oonsidered, good enough to
compound (medicines for Tommy
Atkins. The kutiter may ofte,n have
been repreeenbed by novelists as a
being forlorn and meshed under the
multitude of his meaters; but to-
day many of those masters' are busi-
lq employed in ministering to hf's
comfort.
At depots 11 is the duly of the
corporals to see than their men
have biscuits and coffee the moment
they are awake, ,and superintend in
person the bathing of the latter,
whilatithas•alwaya been ems of the
prin'oi.paal duties of the ` sergeant,-
maim- to study :the weather condi-
tions, 'and ea relieve soldiers from
the, puzzle of deciding what clothes
to wear when going out. In many
regiments it is'an honorable tradi-
tion for these sergeants to wait hand
and foot upon the men at the big
Christmas dinner, and on active
service' (abroad it is very often ne-
cessary for an,officer Ito take con-
trol of the reginiental water -cart
and dole out supplies to the anon,
Indeed, 'a•soldier in India, revels
in oandlti-one which noes 'knit the,
riche in civilian can enjby. The.
"punkahs" to cool ills barrack-ieoni
tare 'rept in motion all night by na-
tives; his linen and :clothes are
washed dad, starched, and his food
onolead 'by: natives tor a nomtual'
-charge—Landon Answers.
Victory is sore to .perch on the
banner of the eha(p wbe never lets
doubt creep into anis heart.
MOST PEPPECT MADE
THE INOREASED,NUTRIT$-
OUS VALUE OF BREAD MADE
IN THE HOME WITH ROYAL
YEAST CAKES SHOULD BE
SUFFICIENT INCENTIVE TO
THE CAREFUL HOUSEWIFE
TO GIVE THIS IMPORTANT
FOOD ITEM THE ATTENTION
TO WHICH IT IS JUSTLY EN-
TITLED.
,HOME BREADCBAKING RE-
DUCES THE HIGH COST OF
LIVING BY LESSENING THE
AMOUNT OF EXPENSIVE
MEATS REQUIRED TO SUPT"
PLYTHE NECESSARY HOUR-
ISHMENT TO THE BODY.
E. W. GILLETT CO. LTD.
TORONTO, ONT
WINNIPEG MONTREAL
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SHRAPNEL.
Naval cannon existed over five
hundred Years ago.
The Dutch, if (threatened, could
flood 300 square miles of land.
Three and la quarter yards of
flannel -will make .a 'soldier's bbirt,
Sweden, though neutral ,intends
to spend nearly $15,000,000 on de-
fence,
Rises in the price of drugs are
seriously handicapping our hospi-
tals.
Food and drink imparts into Ger.
many amount to $831,000,000 per
annum.
The total cost of this war, works
out at about $60,000,000 a day.
Austria's naval base, Pola, dates
back as a naval 'station to the Ro-
man period.
When a sentry cries "Halt! Who
goes there)" the, oarreat reply is
"Friend."
Many people with foreign -sound-
ing names are changing' them to Bra
tisk ones.
Not since the reign' of Charles II.
has London heard' the din. of ,foreign
guns,
In Belgium the peasant women
provide suets of bread and beer for
the soldiers.
In the suburbs of London 'the
name "Liege Cottage" has already
appeared.
For the camm,on eauss, certain
Welsh miners have agreed to work
on Sundays.
Fish merchants in Great Britain
have agreed nob to make any cor-
ners in fids. smpplies.
Belgian priests have taken the
confessions of dying men on the ac-
tual field of battle'.
Sufficient oil fuel for la cruising
radius of 2,000 miles. is carried on
the largest German submarines..
Tb 'housewives: One eablespoon-
ful of ordinary honey 'will go ces far
as six tablespoonfuls of sugar.
3
SICK DOCTOR
Proper Food Put Him Right.
The food experience of a pbysician
in his own ease when worn and weak
from sickness and when needing
nourishment the worst way, is valu-
able:
"An attack of grip, so severe it
came near making an end of me,
left my stomach in such condition I
could not retain any ordinary food.
I knew of comae that I must have
food nourishment or I could never
recover.
"I began to take four teaspoon-
fuls of Grape -Nuts -and cream three
times a Bay, and for 2 weeks this
was almost my only food. It tasted
so delicious that I enjoyed it im-
mensely and my stosnaeh handled it
perfectly from the first mouthful. It
was so nourishing I was quickly
built back to normal health and
strength.'
t tG.raire-Nita is of great value es
food to sustain life during serious
attacks in which the stomach is so
deranged it cannot digest and asci-
mi1•abe ether foods.
°'i am convinced that were Grape -
Nuts more widely used by physi-
cians, ib would save many lives that
are otherwise lost from lack of
nourishment." Name given by
Canadian Postale Co,, Windsor,
,Ont,
The most .perfect food in the
world, Trial of Grape -Nuts and
cream 10 days proves, "There's a
.carom's
Loolc in pkgs, for the little book,
"The Road to Wellville."
Ever read tho above Tetter. A new one
appears Irorn time to time, They are
eahuma, Iruo and full of human interoet,
SOME FAMOUS 'BACHELORS
1K,L'f'C.IHEN]'ER, BISHOP OF LON-
DON, SIR TR0,11AS LIPTON.
Ex -Premier Balfour Has Been Con.
tent to Let His Spinster Sis-
ter Housedceep for Han.
ror uats hsima of.
theIt snisortatlrcharnaei'ng isomontinat theowoelej
should be confirmed bachelors, al= " r
though dt as, indisputable that they
enjoy the society of the fair sex,
When one weamines.-the alleged
reasons. for {heir -failure to take
themselves wives one is bound to
admit that reluctance to break away
from established habits seems to be
the likeliest explanation, says an
English. paper.
The best-known bachelor is Rb,
Hon. A. J. Balfour. The ex -Union-
ist leader's studious habits and the
extraordinary way in whuch pall -
tics have engrossed his life for the
last thirty years have disanissed
thoughts of marriage from his :mind.
Also the fact that he has always
I had a 'delightful sister to look after
his interests and preside over his
table -has been am additional in-
ducement to him not to change his
bachelor life. There ;has never been
any suggestion that he found him-
self uncomfortable in the society of
the opposite sex, Indeed, his free
talent attendance at social funo-
bio-n's• is rather a proof that he finds
the ladder 'attractive.
After Me. Balfour the most due -
cussed English 'bachelor is Lord
Kitchener. Iau his case the belief
has long prevailed that Britain's
agent in Egypt has been a woman -
hater, and certainly he has never
shown any great disposition to be
attracted by them.
The known fact that Kitchener
has never sought the society of the
fair sex is sufficient reason for
therm to court his company, There
is great curiosity to discover why so
Fascinating .and handsome a ao:ldier
is proof against the lure of feminine
beaut3-.
Ambition Chief Influence.
Nevertheless, it is the most utter
rubbish to describe the hero of
Khartoum as cherishing any dislike
to women. In his case ambition has
had the strongest influence over his
life, and if aman of his reserve
would speak frankly it 'would bo
Bound that had he met the right
woman in !the right social rank he
would have married' her.
The wealthiest bachelor in the
world is undoubtedly Mr. Alfred di
Rothschild. Bachelors are very raro
among his race; his single state
therefore all the more marks him
out for ecwancn't.
In his tastes, his mode of life, and
his temperament he is the bachelor
by choice. The busy world of fi-
nance, collection of rare curies and
paintings, the opera, •and hia own
private band have satisfied all the
needs of his nebula.
M. Paul Canibon, the French Am-
bassador, is a confirmed bachelor.
An entertaining man, of homely
habits, he would have made an ideal
hush and. Diplomacy, however,
seems to have absorbed all bis in-
terests, end left him a lonely man
in the, great Albert Gate mansion
which is has official residence,
Another diplomat who has never
married is the Marquis de Several,
the great friend of the Royal family,
formerly Minister for Por'bagal at
the Court of Se. J(ames', and King
Ivianuel's most trusted confidant.
Preferred His hooks.
The Bishop of London has cele-
brated his fifty -(sixth birthday 'with-
ou* entering the holy bonds of ma-
trimony. In his Dose a 'certain etu-
diou.s turn -of dispositi'o'n seems to
have been the, Team :reason'for nego-
berin•g m.arria•gei,
D. Ingvahami varies his lonely
bachelor life with golf, cycling, and
fives, bat the absence of the joys of
the •benediet is reflected in an as-
cetic line of thought that prodiuces
books of the 'type of "The Mesi Who
Crucify Christ,"
Sir Thomas Lipton is a million-
aire bachelor whose friends still
hope that rama.nce may yet give
color to a remarkable •career. Lip
ton, according to the ex,plan(a.tion he
himself has vouchsafed, has never'
met the right woman.
As for Sir Thomas Dewar, gilt.-
teen ysare L(iptcsi's junior; he is at
baeh'elor mainly because he seems
to hove merle up hire mind never to
marry and to oheeas recreations
that help -bowtard% this end
A young man wale is: spoken of as
a likely (bachelor is the Hon Neil
Prisnrose, the very 'talented and
good -leak -mg 'son of Lord Basebe'ry,
who was left is fortune of 01.,000,000
by his aunt, Miss Luay Cohen.
F�
Canoe for Complaint,
The Mistrea§a I'm rprised that
you wont to leave, Mary. I con-
sider you've a very good siituaition,
As ,you know, J do some of the
work myself." -
thtaryyYee,, but :yoti ..e,i't do it
bo ansabiafaetion,
Busy men are usually to happy.
that they have no time to realize
it,