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Lethbridge Herald (Newspaper) - August 16, 1918, Lethbridge, Alberta AMERICANS LIKE BRITAIN'S KING United Stales ' Soldiers Who Have Seen Him Vole Hini . a "Reglar Feller." IS A TRUE DEMOCRAT His Thoughts All are With the Soldiers and Sailofs and War Workers. StXCE King GcorjTe has taken to buckwheats nml biwcbaU the American soldiers nrc quite ready to vote hiVn a "res'lar feller." In the jTlarc ot the Great War Kinp ncorgo has been revealed as a truly democratic monarch, very human, very symiv:thctic, close to the people. In camps and hospitals irv France, ns well as in England, he is to be seen frequently with a. kindly word of cheer for nil. Says a writer in the New York Times: "We Kings must stick together," said Charles of Austria to a royal pal In the same boat the other day. George ot England has another version: "We denwcrats must slick together," and he mc.tns what.he says. His days are spcait In doing his bit like one ot his subjects, which should really read fellow citizens. If Thackeray were alive, his pen would trace w^lth that simplicity which was tho highest jirt the story ot tho Fifth George eating buckwheat-cakes with his Queen in the American canteen in his capital. How brief and tactful the notice ot their coming: "The King and Queen desire to call .It the Eagle Hut, and will be there in Ji few minutes." Unannounced they drive up. They climb the steps Into a hall where the soldiers and sailors. British, Canadian, American, are playing games, writing, letters, singing camp-songs, eating ,with the sauce ot hunger, feeling at home in a sympathetic atmosphere - a free-and-easy place of many sounds and laughter, ot liberty and equality. George and Mary are ordinary visitors, come to disturb no one, to mingle with all, to be friendly. No distinction for them; and, above all, no ceremony. They want to eat an American dish and sit down with the bojs at one ot the big tables covered with oilcloth. "Buckwheat-cakes Is the best thing wc have,"/says the host, a little flustered by the visit. And buckwheat-cakes it was with New England maple .syrup. George'arid Mary clear their plates with gusto, vote tho unfamiliar griddle-cakes delicious, and then go the rounds ot the kitchens and dormitories, departing like people who had had. a good time. Kindly and Genial THE King loves a "hero" as much as any one, likes to talk to Tommy Atkins, and has a great desire to be hospitable to the fighting men from overseas. Heart and soul he is in the war all day long. He is in such close contact with the people that he has completely destroyed the old belief that a King livei in an atmosphere ot mystery and secrecy. Says Dan Martin, writing , to the New York Herald from London: I have seen him at various functions and have had an opportunity to speak to him. It might displease some monarcha, but it is certain to please him to be told that he is far more like the average American "good fellow" than ilka the austere figure which the average individual sets up in fancy as the ruler ot a great nation. He has visited scores Of hospitals, factories, schools, homes for the aged, industrial homes, r.nd labor forums. He goes about like the ordinary citizen, and the feeling of friendship for him is so deep that It is not evsn thought desirable to keep a close guard over him. Recently he visited a nursery in Pentonvllle and talked to a score or more of the children. One little one he found .asleep with her head on the table. He caressed her hair gently ad remarked:^ "Poor little mite. She seems very tired and we must not disturb her." I�ittr he e.xprcssed much Interest , in a thirteen-year-old boy named Ernaat �Wltharn, who had received a modal for lumping Into a stream and saving another boy. "Can't you tell me all about it?" asked the King. ThQ boy blushed end lool'csd for an ea.iy avenue of escape, but the King lifted him to his lap and listened while the little chap told briefly of his heroic deed. "You are a very brave boy Indeed, and have made an excellent begln- iilng'.' ' 1 CHESTERTON GETS HIMSELFJN ARMY Huge British Writer Achieves Greatest of All His Paradoxes. CRITICS ARE AMUSED 'We Stand for the Man Against  thejyiachine," Is G.K.'s Slogan. r-r^ ^^"^ maker of paradoxes, G. K. I Chesterton, has apparently -I- evolved the greatest paradox . i.C his life in getting himself drafted ; il\to tho -British Army. His girth I alone, makes him the favorite and frequent impersonator ot Dr. Johnson at fairs and festivals, and would seem to preclude him from the life of camps and tienchus. Chesterton Is said to weigh abouc 300 pounds. But the paradox, as the New York Times sees it. Is that tills is the very kind ot life to which he has been all _^ the time destined. It-takes up the This NoteH "Airman Lacks thel"^"^" [Jtcnc Fonck ' -t-- FONCK, FRENCH ACE, NERVELESS Usual Supersdtion About Lucky Plane. GIVES HIS TO OTHERS 'The essential paradox about Gilbert K. Chesterton has always been that he was b6rn in the nineteenth century. All the flood ot salt and merry paradoxes with which ho has excited us these many years has flown from this beginning. "Now the Unlike Guynemer. He Does Not|"'=�-s that he has been dr.attcl and J, , ^, ^ , found physically fit goes a long way Work Often an>d Then Only When He Feels Fit. how free he is from IS HARK TWAIN A SPOOKAUTHOR? Spiritualism, Via the Ouija Board, Issue in Copyright Suit. MARK AN UNBELIEVER Refused to Believe in a Spirit World While He Was on Earth. EXE FONCK, the young French Race, who recently won his 49th officially recorded victory, may best be described as the man with perfect nerve, but no trace ot nerves, writes a Paris correspondent. Those who have had the opportunity to study him closely believe this superb poise is the secret ot his success.  To show foibles: Most famous aviators become attached to a favorite machine. When they have won a few victories In it they regard it with affection, even with superstition; it is lucky. By contrast, Fonck has a habit ot giving his machine to any youngster who has just won his pilot's commission and who has caught the great ace's fancy. "Try this one, lad," he will say. It seems to be all right," and thus passes title to a plane in which he has downed two or three Germans. Then he takes the next machine sent to the camp irom tho factory. Fonck is of medium height and weight and has the walk and carriage ot a skilful boxer. Slen of scientific bent say his reflexes' are perfect-Incredibly swift and accurate. Besides this he has cxtraor-dlnarj' vision. It has happened more than once when he has led a squadron that he has signaled to the other pilots the approach of a German plane, its exact location, the angle from which it should be attacked and its speed, all this before any of the others had seen it at all. For Fonck never has been wounded. Many of his victories were won before the German adversary had a chance to fire a shot. Incidentally he Is said to know more about German aviation than any other man among the allies. Brocard taught him to fly anything and everything, and anything, including the first artillery observation machine with two motors. Fonck himself says he liked every machine he ever tried except the one he attempted to make out ot his mother's buffet when he was ten years old. He spoiled the buffet, he says, and the results were painfully unsatisfactory. Finally, he Is modest, he keeps saying he Is lazy, and very likely he really means it, because he .keeps comparing himself to Guynemer Guynemer was always in tl\s. air; he was untiring, at work hour after hour. Fonck by comparison flies seldom. He never goes up unless he feels just like It. - He. cannot conquer this reluctance to .systematic, dally work, he says. Which seems to show that, after all, he Is human and has a failing. AN ANCIENT PEERAGE ]J^j^.\JOR LORD SAYB AND SELE is a person of more than ordinary Interest. Ho belouKs to a very ancient peerage, descending from one of the baror.s appointed to g-.va e.'fcct to the Magna Charta. Tho fo'.mdcr of the family in England, WlUlam do Sayc, came over with tho Conqueror. The first peer was beheaded by .Tack Cade's mob at tho Standard In Cheapsldo. Tho family namo is full of hyi>hens and pitfalls for those not nimblo of ton�t4o; It Is Twlsloton-Wyke'ham-Flennes. ixrossiBLa. r|yiE average politician Isn't a gram^ marian. He can't even decline DOWN IN THE WORLD QNE of the most notable romances of tho war la recalled by tho announcement that General Sukhomlln-oft, who is penniless, is now a hall porter at a Bolshevilc Government office, whilo his wito Is soiling programs at a Pctrograd cinema theatre. As Minister o� War, General Suk-hominoff was responsible for the supply of munitions to the Russian army, and, as the revelations at his trial showed, ho kept the army short of sliolls. His wlte'.s namo figuied prominently In tho affair, aijd it seems clear that the General, wasanl-mated !> the desire to make as much money is possible In order to gratify Mmo, Sukhomllnofrs extravagances. towards remedying this anachronism, G. K. was born to be a swashbuckling soldier ot fortune, say, of the Prince Hal period, and while present-day fighting Is not strong in swash and similar romantic qualities. It is a man's job and a great adventure, and we risk the guess that G. K. in a trench will bo more at home in his age than anj-where else. Hard-Hitting Talk HERB will bo an outcry against turning so great a writer into cannon fodder. But in this protest we feel sure Mr. Chesterton will not join. Paradoxes are all very well for peace time, but they are pale meat in these days oC great battling. Already In his writings in The New Witness he has abandoned a good many ot his old tricks. Take this passage from the latest number ot his magazine to reach this country. " 'We stand for tho man against the machine; and it a machine can kill a man it remains true that there is no machine that can make one. Wo hold on for the history ot the West; tor the men who built the cathedrals against the man who can only burn them; for the spirit that tilled Shakespeare with songs against the spirit that can only confuse him with notes. This truth should bo a trumpet for us In this beyond all other times; it means, while we stand fast, that if exultation be premature, exaltation is supremely'' practical; and that if ruin really came, our hearts, if not our hopes, could be high." "That Is glorious, hard-hitting talk. It is English in its strength and magnificence and un-English in it's utter idealism. It is the new G. K. who has already gone forth to war with one ot the best pens of the day. When ho changes that pen for a Lcc-Enfleld pity the poor German against those mighty pounds o/ beef and ale and reckless courage!" Poke Fun at Him THER ' commentators, like the New York Evening Post and The Westminster Gazette, find some grounds for hilarity in the fact that ot his forthcoming adventures afield. The former: "Into what service will ho be draft- i ed? The lot ot his immediate superior Is certainly not to be envied, unless, as wc have long suspected, G.K.C. Is- not an Iconoclast in private life. Tho thing to do with him, In any case. Is to give him a terrifically responsible job. Give him a chance to be.paradoxical at the expense of the nation, and he would be the most orthodox of executives. He will find paradoxes galore to justify his orthodoxy, the most preposterous reasons for doing the safe and sane \hlng. Here, too, Is a chance to place Shaw and Belloo- And, per contra, a good many conventional Britishers might be sent back to private life, for a while, anfl'tho opposition. There Is nothing makes tho bump of originality swell so quickly as a good knock from fortune. But whatever his military activity, the world will wish G. K. C. every success. Even if ho Is stationed on guard at a little-frequented railway station In northern Scotland, let him remember that Socrates, during hla soldier days. Invented his philosophy while standing still on one spot an uncounted number of hours." '^^^ K the face of it the suit ot Hnr-II per & Brothers vs. Jlltchell' ' Kchncrley. publisher. Involves a'bald question oC properly right; but by indirection it Involves also the question whether spirit communication with the living is demonstrable, and whether there is a llto hereafter. The riddle of the tuiivcrse Is about to be debated, not by theologians, but by lawyers. Harper & Brother, publishers ot tho works ot - Samuel Ij- Clemens, and owners ot a copyright on the pen name, Mark Twain, base th^lr action on the publication by Mitchell Ken-nerly of 'Jap Hcrron," a novel �which, according to the introduction, was conitnunicated to Mrs. Emily Grant Hutchlngs via tho oulJa board.' There Is no direct statement that Mark Twain's spirit dictated the book. He Is not named as author, and on this technifcality the attorneys ot Mr. Kin-nerley might possibly spelt to evade trial. But James N, Rosenberg, who has been retained by tho defendant publlshei', Said the other day that the case would be tried on its merits. 'We win put the issue up to the Supremo Court," he asserted. 'Wc will have a final ruling on Immortality. Has the shade ot Samuel Clemens any right to the use ot a pseudonym he adopted In the flesh and permitted his publishers to copyright? What claims have the Departed on the relics ot their earthly pilgrimage? These are obvious Issues in the suit. LUDENDORFFIS REALJUN CHIEF Teuton War Genius Fights With Lies as Well as Guns. A MASTER OF TRICKS Reputed to Control Hindenburg and Others Like So Many Pawns. o INVITING. J^END a Dian a quarter to-day and he may strike you tor a quarter HAS PRIVATE ARMY rpHH Duke of Athol, tho new Knight of th� Garter, is tho only subject Iir tho British Isles privileged to maintain a private army. This force. How It Began WIL^AM MARION REEDY, of St. Ikmls, who had a part in making the work of Patience Worth (another ouija board authoress,) known to the material world, had a finger in this occult concoction, too Emily Grant Hutching had known Mr. Reedy for some time. She had contributed special articles to his mas.izino. The Mirror. But Mr. Reedy confesses he did not think much of her as a fiction writer. About three years ago she asked him to read some manuscript she had with her. He did and he was surprised at its worth. At that time the novel "Jap Her-rpn" was about half-finished. Mrs, Hutchlngs said nothing to Mr. Reedy about how she had written it, but during the course of an evening at her home the ouija board was produced, and Mrs. Hutchlngs and Mrs. Hayes, who sat with her during the readings, began to work with it. Either that or it was moved by the spirit controlling it, Mr. Reedy was surprised to find that hp was reading a continuation of the unfinished manuscript he had recently seen. It \fas then he learned that Mark Twain was declared .to be dictating the story. Mr.'Reedy was In town the other day, and when he was asked whether he thought "Jap Herron" came up to Mark Twain's standard ho was In doubt- ^ "Parts of it are good, as typical of Mark Twain as l-can remember from my early readings," he :d; but other parts are sloppy-awfully sloppy and sweet .and sentimental; usual best-seller stuff!" Harper ,t Brothers_assert In their petition that "Jap Herron" Is far below the grade ot anything Mark Twain wrote while alive, and that tho circulation of the book would hurt his reputation. Refused to Be Vi Spook AMO.N'G the points Harper & Brothers will present arc tlje two books Mark Twain v/rote, "What Is a Man?" and, "The Mysterious Stranger," In which ho assorted that there was no such thing as lite after death. Ho refused to believe in a spirit world. He refused to be a spook. Judge or jury must w?igh that fact. . But it Is possible that the oulJa board will he made to perform in court and tliat tho shade of Mark Twain, or what 'puri^orts to bo his spirit, will undertake to confound Mark Twain, tho unbeliever. That Mrs. Hutchlngs intends to got Into communication with that very important witness Is an assured point. In her Introduction to the book she shows that she and Mark Twain are on tho friendliest terms. He calls her "Emily" and she calls him "Mark," There is nothing spooky about their conversatiph. It does not smack ot tho spiritist cabinet. While tho book was being revised tho ouUn. board had occasion to chaff Mr. 1-rutohlngs, semblo p�rlodIcally, in times of peace, at Blair Atholl for review. To-day It is fighting for the King, most of Its members having enlisted In tho Scot-.Itlali Horee at the outljreaU fif the .war. who was acting for his wife in Bocro tarlal capacity. ' Smoke up and cool off, old boy," the spook Is reported as saying to Mr. HiitchlngH. "Perhaps I should UDENDOIU-'F. Is tho typo ot T General Stptf officer, of lognrlthmetlc strategist, of an inexorable and cool chess player. 1 have known this man very slightly in the usual way oi social intercourse. 1 have met him, Ulked with him..Others have done tlio same. It my knowledge ended there I would know him no better than they. But my knowledge docs not end there. So I know him better-at least differently. Still, I have some recollection of those personal interviews. I recall in a.somewhat condensed fashion an angular profile, a disquieting and roving eye, a wise, cool expression which owes much to a couple of hedges of stiff bristles on his Tipper Hp, and at his neck the flesh is forced Ihto ridges by a too high and close collar. He hvas, and ho freely admitted himself to be, an enigma. But ho was at that time accompanied, like his shadow, by Captain von Spitz, a Prussian from' Stettin, who' copied and rather exaggerated the atjL titudes'ot his master, but who, having the need of a couple of bottles of stout before ho could sleep, became talkative after sunset. It is through this von Spitz, who died, at Hclden, on the Irfike ot Constance, from an attack of delirium tremens, that one conld, at favorable intervals, decipher Ludendorff. Controls Hindenburg THE conduct of men and events, secret authorlt> over the armies, autocyatlc but Ignorant direction of all that pertains to tho war, such is the role formerly coveted and now played by his stout eminence Hindenburg. The Lovclike Marshal of tho Mazurlan Lakes struts about, glares here and there, shows himself everywhere, and covers all Germany with his monstrous, dominating shadow. In this shadow, silent and fatal, Ludendorff works. Here from the obscurity he manipulates the rods which lift the Teuton Generalissimo, like a puppet, here and there, placing him at banquets, at the Imperial Councils, and on tho front with the troops. Jlcanwhile, in his own solitary and closed office he bends over maps, logarithmic tables, makes his calculations, and solvc_s his problems. Ho plays his game ot chess against an automaton of his own fabrication. He attempts to change destiny. Such is tho game played by this redoubtable and consuming man who tries to observe the end bctoro the end comes, who despises the noise of acclaim and the useless-ness of glory. But the nature of his war game is unique. It Is Irony set in motion. To vanquish his enemy by sheer brute force appears to him to be an Inferior and easy conception-good enough for his General in Chief and his sovereign. And with that these two arc satlsflefj, and In his heart he despises them tor it. To Fool Hia Foe� FOR him tho Interesting, the important thing, Is to tool his adversary, to abuse him, to sot traps for him-the moro scientific the better-into which, carried by his own stupid.^ enthusiasm, credulity, o." humanity even, he Is almost certain to fall, Ludendorff wishes to amuse himself at his enemy's expense, Ludendorff is tho complete gamester, who knows and utilizes his every chance and who, with the same brain with wlilch he conducts military strategy and sheds blood, conceives and manipulates diplomatic strategy and morale and spreads lies and tho poison of words. Herein we have tho curious char-actcrlstlo of this soldier, to whom all things are useful. Espionage, the anarchist propaifanda in the East, tho "defeatist" propaganda in tho West, millions ladled from banks, libels and treasons, pacifist literature, missions for the most corrupt men and the most alluring women, ultra-patrlotlo enthusiasm, fwment, distraction, and rupture among neutrals, all have emanated *from tho. brain of Ludendorff, and hither their results are all returned and registered. For him the affair of the Isonzo was not_^merely a "battle of Bhock"t It comprised intrigues, betrayals, forgeries, false orders of tho day, and everjr other vile thinir which'was necessary to bring about the desired object. Supreme Evil Power HANKS to tho Russia of Len- A Xciu Picture of LudcniiorJ/. us not imagine that his attack Is only made with many men and many guns. It will be, it is already, tho full power ot his versatile. Inventive energy working against human frailties. It does not reveal itself merely over so many kilometres of front-that would bo too Simple. It is in Spain, where are gathered tho boches driven from Central ond South America; it is in pacifist journals and. the Germanophlle proclivities ot wlint seems the ' contrary; It Is in tho little terrorized nations of the north, and it is also in France, hero in obscure laboratories ot scandal, where M." Clomen-ceau has not had umo to clean or to illuminate. Ot all these complicated and numberless machinations, Ludendorff is, with his supremo power for evil, the unique and secret Inventor and director. It was he who planned the deliverance of Eastern Prussia; It was he who organized the campaign In Gal-Icla; it was he who manoeuvred the pincers which crushed Serbia and then Rumania; it was ho who, with tho aid ot a million lies as well ns cannon shots, annihilated Russia; it was ho who conceived, planned, and executed the catastrophe on the Italian front. Wo are now going to see what he Is worth in France. So far In Picardy ho is hardly living up to his achievements gained elsewhere, "Joe" Cannon Has His Grave Ready Famous Old AmeTican Politician Has Had His Monument Set Up. NCLE JOE CANNON'S recent T T announcement that he would be a candidate for re-election calls attention to the fact that ho Is now serving his twenty-first terra and stands an excellent chance ot reaching tho twenty-second mark. Ho is a firm believer in "preparedness," and ho decided that he would prefer to select his own monument and have it set up at Sprlnghlll Cemctcr.v, Vermilion County, 111., ra-Iher than leave the choice to relatives after he had gone. Having Ideas ot his own in relation to memorials ot this nature; he determined to nttend to It himself. He Is 82 years old. Warned by a recent indisposition that one's hold upon life Is uncertain, the veteran statesman took stejs to prepare for the future. The monument he chose Is now in position. ' It is of dark, Barre granite, highly polished and massive In size. 'I'ho weight Is E(i tons. Tho transportation ot this heavy stone and Its final installation upon ,tho plot was a difficult undertaking, but It was accomplished without mishap, Tho die, which bears tho family namo, alone weighs 25 tons. Tho monument stands fifteen feet In iiolght and ranks with the moat impressive In the silent city. It Is marked by extreme simplicity In design, and rests upon a beautiful plot .idjacent to a picturesque lagoon. MANY -WANT THEM. Y^TINGS ot riches'may enable a man to fly. from his pppr rolattouft TP Ine, Ludendorff, relieved of half his cares, is now working on tho western front. Here ho has conse-crateg all tola diabolical gefllus,JLiet, Thomas Hardy Is Now Seventy-Eight pOET, philosopher, painter and story-teller, Mr. Thomas Hardy has just celebrated his 78th birthday, li'our years ago ho married Miss Florence, Emily Dugdale, his secretary, who herself has written several books, ohlefiy tales for children. For over thirty years he has lived near his birthplace, Dorchester, and to this fact ho ascribes much of his success. It Is a curious faot that Mr. Hardy's first success was tho result of a coincidence in names, One day Mr. Fredericfc Greenwood, the famous journalist, was standing near a railway bookstall, when his eye was arrested by tho titlo of a novel. This was "Under the Greenwood Tree," and attracted by tho word "greenwood," he immediately bought It to road in the trhin,: ' At that tlmo'lio was editor of tho "CornhlU," and tho work so appealed to hira that ho commissslonod Mr, Hardy to write a novel lor ills magazine. The novel was "Far From tho Madding Crowd," which instantly placed its author In . the front rank of modern wrltp.r�(, \^ CLOSEST CALL OF NOTED FRENCH ACE Lieut. Georges Flachaire, Who Was Recently in Toronto, Tells of Worst Experience. FEAR AFTER FIGHT The Taste of It Come* After Emerging From a Dangerous Situation, By LT. GEORGES FLACHAIRE. An cxcUtsivc interview with tU6 French airman who recently flcio. from Montreal to Toronto. WASflyIng alono and high that Imorning, well out ot shrapnel range, and In a clear sky. I had passed over Mort Hommo and the trenches and had flown far into the enemy lines-farther than I realized at tho time. Sly engine was working perfectly and its steady roar gave mo confidence, eagerness. I But there "wasn't a German piano . In sight. � ' Then suddenly I caught sight ot a, little Fokker sailing tranquilly below me. I could see from his careless flying that ho didn't dream there was a French plane near. "Hero Is my chance lor ft sur-. prise," I thought, and decided that it would bo quite safe to risk everything in a single coup. So I swooped directly in front ot him, taking him unaware, and poured tho whole contents of my machine gun-47 bullets-point blank into hla face at close range. ~ So sure was I that ho would crumple and fall that it never occurred to mo to think of manoeuvring to protect myself. 1 had achieved my surprise. attack. But I was the one who received the surprise. Ho received-nothing! I hadn't even disabled his machine. And there wasn't a single bullet, left in my mitralllouso. I didn't liave time to bo frightened -my sensation w.as moro ot amazement-but I felt that perhaps my last moment had come. Ho realized my predicament and was swift to take advantage of it.i His ulm was very good. The wings of- my plane wore riddled. One ball missed my head by an inch-my mechanician measured tho distance afterward-and then a bullet ripped Into tho wooden beam that Is tho main support of tho right wing. 7ho wing bent. I could see tho splintered '.vood. It seemed ready to buckle and collapse. I had my hand on the lever for a "loop," but It would have meant sure death to try acrobatics with a wing in that condition, 80 there was nothing but to turn tall and fly, I With a Broken Wing ! - DIDN'T think it would bo far. for. 1 he was close on me still llrlngi and it seemed certain that even 1{ one of his bullets didn't end it moro quickly the wing would eventually, ^'^But meanwhile my.,flylng powec-was unimpaired, and I gradually, drew away from him. It was only after he had given up the chase-perhaps having used ail his bullets-that I began to get tho taste of fear in my mouth. You didn't know tliat fear has a taste? It h.is I assure you. And sometimes, in sii'lto of one's self, tho heart pounds against the breast. I had nearly 30 miles to fly with that broken beam, and each second' 1 tiiought it would crack. "There was no cxcltemont ot combat to tako my mind oft it. Out ot tho tall ot my eye I watched tho splintered wood and made Ilttio beta with myself on how much longer it would hold. But after all it didn't break and I mado a aato landing. It Is a curious thing about that fear. One never has lt;until afterward. Fear, I think, never corned while one Is actually engaged with tho enemy. There is only tho groat joy. One plays the great game. But, when It Is all over, often then comea that pounding ot tho heart, I havo had It sometimes whllo watching an enemy fall, after all tho danger for me wassover,' and sometimes I have had it whllo thinking back in th� safety of our quarters. IRELAND'S C.LG, j glR BRYAN MAHON'S successor a4 Comniandor-In-Chlet in Ireland, Major-Goneral Sir Frederick Charlea Shaw, is one ot tho "Old Contempts ibles." Tor his distinctive servioca In tho early hays of the war, whert he commanded tho Ninth Infantry Brigade at Mons and onward, he wa^' mentioned in despatches no lowcii than live times between 1914 anti 1916, promoted Major-General, and created K.C.B. After his retyrn Iroiti France ho became Director of Hoin� Defence at tho War Office. Sir P.r(^erick relates an Incident which ocourijed at tho front. Illustrative of Sootllsh cnnnlness ana thrift. . Bandy had been out on a foraging expedition, and had returned with a good fat hen under his arm, He wn.1 about to decapitate It for roasting when another Scotsman Intofforcd, "Will ya no bldo a wee, Sandy?" ho suggested, cautiously. 'Leavo that bird till tho morning. Sho wlcht lay nn cgp " � * " ;