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HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1917-08-31, Page 2K M, inkit . Author of "All for a Scree of ['aper," ""Dearer Than S1 toughton, Li/raPublished ed, London and Toronto CHAPTER III.—(Cont'd.) dreds of books for us chaps to read, Again Tom was wounded deeply. lass-r000d oo books wi erell youhen canheTlearz "Kicked out of the Army! he, Ton French." Pollard, who had won prizes at the"And will there be a bar where you Mechanics' Institute, and who hada can get some whisky?" asked the ambition of one day becoming Scotchman. manufacturer on his own account, "Nay," replied Tom, "there's no kicked out of the Army! whisky or owt o' that sort, but there's "Come now, Tom," said Penrose, a refreshment bar where you can get who almost repented of having spokentea and coffee, and tarts, and sand - SO sharply, "it is not too late ,to turn wiches." over a new leaf, and you have the mak- "For nothing?" asked the Scotch- ings ,of a fine fellow in yea."man eagerly*. "I'd rather be kicked out of the "Nay, not for nothing, but cheaper Army as a straight chap than to be abuyatFro anblooming white -livered hypocrite." w�hatyou I cannhear ltleyasellslit at just "And do you think I'm a white -liver - cost price." ed hypocrite?" "And," said the Scotchman, "do you "A sort of plaster saint, anyhow," mean, Tom, that you will give up the retorted Tom, evenings we used to have, for that "To feed the guns!" Oh, torpWsoul, "Anything but that, Tom," replied sort of thing?" Penrose; "all the same I've taken a <`I don't say I've turned teetotaler," Awake .and see life as a whole, liking to you." replied Tom, "although I have took When freedom, honor, justice', x You have a nice way of showing nothing sin'—sin' I were—disgraced, Were threatenedy e d. it," replied Tom. and 1 doan't mean to for a bit. You might, His anger was all gone now, for he see,the chaps at the Y.M.C.A. doan't With heart aflame and soul ahg ... instinctively .felt that Penrose meant telyou not to go to the public -houses ( He bravely went for Qrod to fig+ t. - to be friendly. and then provide nothing better for Against base savages` whose pride • "Come with me to the Y.M.C.A. you. Anyhow, I've been to the Y.M. hall' to -night," urged Penrose. C.A. every night sin' I had my punish- The laws of God and man defied,' , " "Ay, and be preached to,"said Tom,, meat, and what's more, I'm •going Who slew the mother and her child; yielding rapidly to the other. again." "I promise you there will be no A week later there was great excite. preaching," said Penrose, with a ment amongst the soldiers. They had laugh, "unless you like to wait for now been nearly four months in this it. Come now." Lanchashire town, and orders came "All right, then," said Tom still for the Loyal North Lancashires and sulkily, but glad that he had yielded.: the Black Watch to move south. They A few minutes later they entered aheard that they were going to Surrey, large hall where perhaps six or seven and were to be situated at a camp in hundred soldiers had gathered. the most beautiful part of that coun- There are few counties in England try. Tom was delighted, for al- where music is more cultivated than though he had made many friends at in Lancashire, and that night Tom the Y.M.C.A. and grown to known listened almost spellbound. Songs many people in this Lancashire town, that he knew and loved were sung; the thought of a'chaage appealed to 011) NOT RAISE MY 130Y TO BE A SOLDIER?' Edwin Markham wrote a poem for a meeting of "The International Con-, ference of Women Workers," in which these lines occur: "0 mothers, will you longer give your sons To feed the awful hunger of . the guns? What is the. worth of all these battle drums If from the field the loved one never comes? What all these loud hosannas to the brave • If all your share is some forgotten grave?" • The truly unselfish mother's answer: God gave my son in trust to me,. Christ died for him, and he should be A man for Christ. He is his :o`vn, And God's, and man's; not mine alone. He was not mine to `igiye." Ile gave Himself that he might help to save All that a Christian should revere, All that enlightened men hold dear. t, is Who maidens pure and sweet defiled. He' did not. go "to feed the grins," He went to save from ruthless e:G;uns His home and country, and to be, A guardian of democracy. "What if he does not come?" you any; Ah, well! My sky would be'moie gray, But through the clouds the sun cuonid shine, And vital memories be mine. God's test of manhood is, I kno Not "will he come?" but "did he songs which he had heard Alice Lister him strongly. Re. ems young, and My son well knew that he, nii, sing. Recitations were given in broad longed for new associations and new And yet he went, with pulpa Lancashire dialect which gave him surroundings. Bestde';,-Nt meant a keen enjoyment. More than all this stepnearer towards his desires. He To fight for peace, and "(were'there. was a feeling of good -fellow- watold that his battalion was to be The plans of Christ's relentles, ship; the Y.M.C.A. workers were evidently on the friendliest of terms with the men, while there was no sug- gestion of goody-goodyism. . "This is a special occasion, I sup- pose," said Tom to Penrose. "Oh no, they have entertainments like this ,almost every night. All the musical people in the district give their services:' "What for?" asked Tom. "Just to give us soldiers a good 7t be going now": "It's -not, + ' }eilow just „ai�,• to speak, `'and" as you object:.. to being preached to we had better go." Tom rose almost reclutantly. He was not sure that he didn't want to hear what the man had to say. ` "Besides," went on Penrose, "I haven't shown you over the place yet. I" want to take you into the rooms which are provided for writing letters, and playing games; there are the French classes too, and I should like you to see what they are like." That night at eleven o'clock, as Tom went back to the house where he had been billeted, he felt that he had indeed made a fool of himself. The Y.M.C.A. rooms had the feeling of home; none of the people there wanted his money, and he was the better, not the worse, for going. "Of course," said Toni to himself as ;o- moved toSurrey preparatory to ord- ers for the front. Possibly they might be moved to Salisbury Plain or Shoreham afterwards,•but it was quite I shall be sad; but not that he He dreaded not the battlefields; He went to make fierce vandal If he comes not again, to me on the cards that. they would go straight from the surrey camp to France or Flanders. (To -'be continued.) HAIL BRITANNIA! What if olid England pie tb;,d e 'to -night? The wolves 'would gather round her My real son can never die;;,. bier, Tis but his body that may lif To -morrow they would slaver here. , In foreign land, and 1 shall'1 cep The Bulger, Turk send forth a cheer, Remembrance fond forever, deep If England died to -night. !Within my heart of my true` son;, 1 Because of triumphs that he w The Kaiser's sword would hack its It matters not where anyone • way May lie and sleep when woik is From Kiel to Colon and Bombay, And darkness enshroud the dawning day, If England died to -night. Democracy, where would it be? Tossed on a wild, unguarded sea, The sport of evil destiny, If England died to -night. Went like "a man—a hero true His part unselfishly to do. My heart will feel -exultant p That, for humanity he died.;,,;, "Forgotten grave!" This set "ilea _•z Awakes no deep respons Brave France and Allies, what their fate? It matters not where some men 1 If my dear son his life must gi? Hosannas I will sing for him, E'en though my eyes with. tea? dim. And when the war is over, *hen'," His gallant comrades come: again, I'll cheer them as they're marching by, Rejoicing that they did not die, ; And when his vacant place I see„ he went to bed, "religious lolly -pops My heart will bound with joy that he` are not fit for a grown-up man, but it And we, alas, prepared so late? Was mine so long—my fair young wur a grand evening; I am sure I could pick up that French, too, Let's see, how did it go? "Je suis I am. Vous etes you are. Nous sommes we are. Its sont they are. "Why, it's easy enough," thought • Tom, "I could pick it up, and then when I go over to France I shall be able to speak their lingo." "Where have you been lately, Tom?" asked Alec McPhail when he •met him some time later. "I have been to all the public -houses where we used to meet and have not set my eyes ten you." "Nay," replied Toni, "I have been to the Y.M.C.A." "Nay, Toni, a man like you, with your power of reasoning an' a', are surely not turning releegious?" "Nay, I are noan turning religious," replied Tom, "but I tell you, man, the entertainments are fair grand; cham- pion, in fact! I am learning French done ye, b too. "I suppose the entertainments are sandwiched between the dry bread of releegion?" replied the Scotchman. "Nay, I have nowt to do wi' re- ligion," replied Tom. "I have just listened to the singing and the re- citations, and then when the chap has got up to talk I've gone into the writ - in ;•-roam or to the French class." "Will you tell me about it?" asked the Scotchman. Tom gave him a full description, ."You see;" he said, "it's not like Sunday School, or anything of that Sort. There's lots of folks what can sing, and play the piano very vied, and can recite champion. And they give rrs a good coneert every night. Then there's a room where we can go in and read papers, write letters,` or play draughts or bagatelle and all that sort of thing. Then there's a good library Where you can get any book for the asking. Ay, those religious folks `[lave been kind; they have sent hue - Where could you find a saviour State If England died to -night. What of the little peoples then? What of their liberties and when? Where would we find the conquering men. If England died to -night. What of the aims of German peace? When would the horrors of war cease? When from the victors come release, If England died to -night. Think of the panic and the fears, The brutal deaths, the endless tears, The world fall back a thousand years, If England died to -night. Why; if our England Were to die to -night, Her children true would meet the test And, gathering from the east and west For freedom, they would best, If England died to -night. —J. Levering Jones, in Philadelphia Ledger. give their Small Indeed! The orderly officer was inquiring if there were any complaints, Private Sparks jumped up, and stated that he never got his proper ration of butter. The officer looked the man up and down, then very triumphantly pointed to the veriest morsel of butter on his boot. "Of course you haven't got your proper ration of butter," he said. "Ralf of it's on your foot!" Private Sparks glanced down at the tiny grease -spot. "Ah,' yes, air," he agreed. "Just half!" son— And cheer for him whose work is done. —Dr. James L. Hughes. Vegetables and fruits often are stored in quantities in hot, damp, poorly ventilated bins and under con- ditions which hasten wilting, fermen- tation and decay. Rear -Admiral Berson Head of the United States navy. Ad- miral Berson before attaining his high rank was recognized as one of the most efficient men in the navy. He was appointed ranking officer and president of the General Board of the Navy at the death of Admiral George Dewey. He also retains his former duties as chief of naval operations. 11111.111111.11.111111.1.11411.114111111111111011.111.11.11/1111.211111 (Ontario Voteru any C; !lege 110 University Avenue, Toronto, Canada Under the control of the Department of Agriculture of Ontario. Affiliated with the University of Toronto. College Reopens Monday, Oct. 1, 1917,.Calendar Sent on Application. E. A. A. GRANGE, V.S„ MSc., Princleal BRAS BRITONS T GAVI TOIL VISIT TO THE BRITISH FRONT BY A CORRESPONDENT An Irish Battery in Action and A Bit of Welsh Pluck in a Twenty - Minute Raid This story tells in little tales of two types of the King's men, banded to- gether under the Union Jack, faith- fully fighting the devil and his • in- fernal liquid fire and his hellish gas, each type distinguishable only from their fellows by their various brogues. For their khaki is identical save for a sight insignia of regiment and land of birth. And they cannot be told from their fellows in a fight. Nor can the palm for worth and brawn be given any company of them—every man is a man with his all at the service of his country. Most of then: are mod- est;and many of them are shy in per- sonal conversation; but we who have seen them in action feel a fellowship and comradeship among them and give them our affection in something of the silence ' that means more than words. Artillery in Action I -experienced on this trip my most thrilling experience of the war, says a war correspondent. . I sat huddled up with a British helmet on my head and my ears stuffed with cotton, watching an Irish battery hi action. I think every man was red-headed, but I am not sure. Whether or not, he was surely red-blooded. And a fighter born, toiling hard and defying danger. With this batery, 1= rode upon a gun carriage on the very heels of two com- panies of Canadian infantry in a local attack over shell -cratered ground, foul with the carcasses of dead ani- mals, reeking with human decay, past a little of war's hell and equipment of every • conceivable sort, great and, small,. All ,9f this virtually was Ger- Man. • The pan.' ing team before me ran full into a new berth, in a twink- ling the horses were unharnessed and all of this caliber—ready on the trig- ger for action. They have 300 trans- ports ready to hurry forward their army wherever duty calls. Her nor - dark -clouded sky, the gun was un- mal peace strength is an army of a limbered and made ready. million and a half soldiers, and she As if by magic, a temporary shield has an unorganized available force of from observation was thrown up, the more than eight million men. Every gun began to roar, the men, with man in the Land of the Mikado is a rhythmic punctuality and practiced potential soldier, drilled and schooled mien, swinging shell in and exploded in athletics and military maneuvers shell case out, as though they had from youth, lithe and wiry little chaps been doing it forever. I received the of the jujutsu brand seen in our sensation that these Irish fighters vaudeville %theatres. were as surely engaged in a hand -to- I Her navy is one of the strongest in hand fight as any French or English the world. Japan ranks among the infantryman that I have previously first four nations in this respect, seen bayoneting his way up a Hun standing up with Great Britain, the trench, in all these months at the United States and Germany. And and that of a greater plan to come. Before an enemy range could be tele- phoned back these Welsh miners were bosses of this tiny bit of a redeemed France, and more of them were oc- cupying the distance between, digging a new trench thereto as only miners can. The Hun is constantly being harassed in this fashion. Sometimes, he stands for it almost passively and surrenders, hands up. At other times he puts up a fight, and that means in the main a hole in the ground that is not quite like an abri, because some one plants him in it and covers him up when there is time. Every day on all sections of this front there are attacks and counter- attacks, local in nature, that bits off a few extra meters of France for France. They don't always take place at the same time nor in the same ter- ritory, of course. They may be kilo- meters apart, but they are all part of the game, to keep the Hun guessing always and to hand him one whenever it is possible. He is not only going to "get his," but he's getting it. JAPAN AS A FIGHTER. Surrender and the White Flag Have No Place in Army and Navy. The Japanese soldier never surren- ders. "Die with the castle for your pillow" is a literal translation of the precept kept constantly before the Mikado's little fighting men. While the beligerent nations of Europe to- day have about four million prisoners of war distributed among them, the Japanese prides himself on the fact that in the war with China in 1894 not a single Jap was taken prisoner. In the war with Russia about 1000 Japs were taken prisoners by the Muscovites, but they were mostly civilians. The Jap soldier or sailor who surrenders and later returns from captivity has no further place in the society of Nippon. He is an outcast, forever condemned to shame and isola- tion in his own country. In a siege the Jap garrison hangs on until every last man is killed or wounded. The. spirit that dominates the Jap army and navy is that of contempt for death. "United we stand; together we die," is their motto. Japan at the present moment has more than 2,500,000' trained soldiers -- led to the rear, while before they had made forty paces in the night, for it was blacker than ink under a heavy front. 'while the English and German fleets All in the Day's Plan j have been suffering losses during the I stayed an hour and it seemed like three years of the world war, Japan ten minutes. There was a never ceas- has been vying with the United States ing of action, a steady repeat of the in rushing to completion a vast naval same movements full of grace and shipbuilding program. As with the muscle, every man doing his bit, do- 'Jap army man, so the navy man never iiig it with hand and heart, saving no- 'runs up the white flag, but fights un - thing, listening to the battery cone- 'til his ship is sunk or victorious. mand'er's drone, working, driving lead I - into the Hun line. I felt the justice , Conserve Perishable Goods. of every shell and prayed each landed 1 true. I quite believe it did, too, for !. Enormous quantities of food are in but a few minutes past an hour, !thrown out daily by stores dealing in the enemy found our range, and we perishable goods. Dealers have to al- shifted position to the right and rear, , low for this loss by including the the horses appearing as if from value of waste in their margin of pro - nowhere and the gun being yanked fit. It is suggested that women's or - out, smoking hot. I ganizations in the various cities and The communique did not say a word towns arrange to have food which about this bit of work, because, for- may otherwise be wasted, collected Booth, it was but a, tiny part of a local from the stores each day and distri- buted going on here and there bused where it will be most appre- along a wide line. But the closeness elated, or sold at cheap prices for the of personal contact sunk into my sys- 'benefit of one of the war funds. tem, and as I left, I shook the grimy hand of every sweating, fighting Irishman, who I hope with all my heart may each and all be preserved to tell, in happy days to come, around an Irish peat fire, the tale I here but outline. Welsh Miners' Quick Work I saw the next morning another local attack that will remain equally unforgettable to me. A Welsh com- pany of miners seemingly started a little war of their own, beat it out of their trenches as if every man had ar- ranged it with every other man, and. tore a hole .ninety feet long in the German line like magic, A guard returned, reporting the .loss of ten Mee, bringing forty barbarian prison- ers, and word that the other boys were holding the land redeemed in the raid. It was all over in twenty minutes. It was all part of a plan, of course, • A fraternal land Insurance society a1 Protects it members in accordance with ,R Ontario its LStuntlard. Sick and funeral benefits Opti esai. Authorized to obtain member curl charter' lodes in every Province in Canada. Purely Canadian, safe, sound and ocono- mical. if there is no local lode of'Chosnn Prierds In your district, apply direct' to any of rho following officers; l)r.,i. W.1`sdwerds, M.P. W. V. Mentattue. Gland Councillor. Grand Recorder W. V. Campbell, XII, 13011, M.la., Grand Organiser, grand Medical HAMILTON . ONTARIO WHEN WILL LIMIT BE REACHED?. IN THE EVOLUTION OF DEATH- DEALING MACHINERY, Having Conquered Earth, Sky and • Water, Science Sighs For New Worlds to Conquer. War breeds invention. Plunged into the maelstrom of international con- flict—men and nations intent on the annihilation of men and nations—the human brain responds to the evolution of massive death -dealing machinery on a• scale hardly commensurate with the scientific endeavors of peace per- iods, Three years of terrific fighting be- tween the leading nations of the earth, the nations that have advanced to the highest pinnacle of civilization through the continual extension of scientific research, have brought out gigantic weapons of warfare—un- dreamed-of things that a decade or two ago would have been laughed out of the world court as the contraptions of fools and the follies of lunatics. We may the layman. ask, "Where will it all end?". Then and Now • Think of the huge stones hurled down upon Leonidas and his brave Spartan band in the mountain passes at Thermopylae; and then ponder on the high -explosive bombs propelled from• modern trenches. Remember the wooden horse. in which Ulysses hoisted his Greeks over the walls of Troy, and now the huge tractor "tanks" that crawl upon the battlefields, freighted with men' ansa munitions, not at all unlike the gift horse of the ancients! Consider the leather sling and, the brook pebble with which David slew the giant Goliath, and then the evolu- tion through the centuries tc the Ger- man 45 centimeter and the French .75 guns that carry a missile weigh- ing tons for many miles through .space! The galley of Ben Hur has turned into the dreadnought bristling with sixteen -inch guns. The cavalry that charged "into the valley of death" at Balaklava has become the winged air cavalry of the twentieth century fly- ing corps. Tho battleaxe of the French revolution has been transform- ed into the "white arm"—the deadly bayonet of the Tommies and the . Marvels of To -Day ' Napoleon might never have had to retreat from Moscow . had he had motor lorries to bring him. food and munitions! • Nelson could have had a thousand ships at Trafalgar, and yet the French and Spanish mighthave laughed at him through the periscope of a single submarine! Wellington won at Waterloo with. the timely arrival of Blucher, but Napoleon might have congtlered Eur-. ope had Grouchey been able to com- mandeer such a fleet of taxicabs as Joffre used at the Marne to save Paris! This continent might not have re- mained the heritage of the Anglo- Saxon race if Montcalm, on "the Heights of Abraham," had had the "flares" that illuminate the European battlefields at night to reveal the ap- proach of Wolfe at Quebec. The French might have .escaped the Prussian trap at Sedan had they hacI scouting airplanes to "eye" the enclos- ing wall of steel and flesh. Modern guns like the Germans used at Liege and Namur would have made short work of Lucknow and Mafeking. And yet, those marvels that to -day make warfare a succession of scientific miracles may be just as antiquated in another century as are the instru- ments of warfare in 1917—and prbb- ably will. • Science, having conquered the earth with the locomotive and ,the motor- car, the air with the airplane and the deep waters of the oceans with .the U- boat, sighs now for new worlds to' conquer. What new and horrible ;' weapons for the future may we con. template? Bright Future for Canada's Fisheries. "I predict a wonderful future for the Canadian fisheries," said Major Hughie Green, officer in charge of the. fish supplies for the overseas Cana- dian army, and the Imperial Board of Trade. "If the war were to end to- morrow, the British fish trade would not be re -organized for at least five years. The Canadian fisheries should produce $100,000,000 annually in- stead of the $34,000,000 produced to. day." It is to be hoped that.no apples will be allowed to rot under the trees this year. Calf in the neighbors and pare and dry them and share with the workers or make the apples into eider and feed the poorf•st to the hogs in limited quantities. 14